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sukuna’s final girl

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content/tags, mdni!: masked stranger!sukuna x reader, mentions of alcohol (reader is drunk but sober enough to consent) predator/prey chase, reader is a little bratty, choking, dacryphilia, implied marathon sex, daddy kink, use of baby/little girl/dollface/slut for reader, unprotected (don’t be silly, wrap ur willy!), squirting, sukuna is a stem major ⁉️, strangers to lovers to …?

a/n: sorry for taking 50 years to write something, it’s the end of the semester and i’m fighting for my life. i’m also way late for kinktober but… happy thanksgiving? happy reading folks! also idk how my headers/layout will look on different devices. im just here to write porn

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you wandered aimlessly around the living room of some shitty house party, trying and failing to find the friends you arrived with. the flashing lights were too bright and the cheap halloween decorations had been pulled off the walls by some rowdy partygoers. all you could think about was how whorishly short your skirt was and how badly you needed to wash off your makeup; your pregame shots had worn off, and you were getting more annoyed every minute.

after half an hour of searching, you decided to cut your losses and try to salvage the rest of your night. you made your way to the makeshift bar in the kitchen, serving yourself a lukewarm cup of the jungle juice that would no doubt taste like gasoline and a 1.4 gpa. it stung as it slid down your throat, but the warmth spreading through your chest made it bearable. a few gulps later, you were sufficiently wasted and decided to make your way to the dancefloor.

a few songs played as you let the crowd and vodka move your body, not caring how stupid you may have looked in your runny makeup or tiny costume. your eyes slipped closed and your hips swayed until you bumped into the broad chest of a mystery man. in shock, your eyes shot open as you stumbled over your feet, nearly falling until the stranger caught you by the waist. as you looked up to thank him and apologize for being such a clumsy mess, your eyes met a mask. it was made of red, metallic plastic molded into the shape of the devil’s face - complete with a nasty smile and curling crimson horns.

the stranger held you for a moment before helping you back onto your feet, but your eyes remain fixed on the parts of him that weren’t covered by a costume. he was wearing a plain outfit- black jeans and a skin-tight black tank top. there were thick banded tattoos curling around the muscles of his shoulders and arms, emphasizing his muscular form. as you found your footing once more, your eyes shifted back to his “face”. regardless of what could be hiding behind his cheap-ass mask, you knew you’d be willing to risk it all for this man. something about him felt… right. he remained still as you sucked in a breath and thanked the lord for liquid courage.

“wanna play a game?” you ask, twirling your hair around your finger. despite your boldness, you knew that it was a wild proposal. he hadn’t spoken a word to you yet and you were already making a move. was it dangerous? yes, very much so. but was it exhilarating? also yes. your common sense was overpowered by desire; a long-time fantasy of yours was to be chased through the woods and hunted down by a masked stranger, and the man before you fit the bill perfectly. just as you were about to turn on your heels and abandon the whole thing, he laughed. his shoulders shook, and the way they flexed deliciously under his tattoos made you stay put.

his large arms fold over his chest as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. he looms over you and his loud cologne floods your nostrils, blocking out the sharp scent of cheap vodka that had been assaulting your senses since you walked in the door. your heart began to race as the gravity of the situation set in.

his head cocks to the side. “what sort of game?” he asked playfully. you could hear the smile in his voice. for a moment you reconsidered your plan to engage in some halloween fun with a stranger, but college is the time to make mistakes, right? you smirked and shrugged as he leaned in closer, taking a step towards you. as you tried to back away slightly, you realized that escaping was futile - you found yourself backed into a literal corner as the cold sensation of cinderblocks ran down your spine.

minutes later, you found yourself running through the woods surrounding the house where you met this stranger. you had proposed a hunt - he would give you a 5 minute head start, and if he caught you then… well, you hadn’t really planned that far ahead. you were tipsy, lost, and very scantily dressed on halloween night. the fear was paralyzing, but the idea of being caught spurred you on.

after a bit of running, you ducked behind a particularly dense patch of bushes. the sounds of leaves settling, wind rushing, and small animals moving about the forest kept you on edge. you heaved one shaky breath after another, wondering if he had given up on finding you - had you run too far? had you unknowingly agreed to be dinner for a very hungry bear? just as you accepted your fate, a large hand came down and gripped your hair, yanking you up with force. you yelped as your body was lifted off the ground effortlessly by this nameless stranger.

“you can’t outsmart me, little girl,” a voice growled next to your ear. his fingers were still tangled in your hair as he pulled you away from your hiding spot, making you feel more like a body bag than a living human. he then bent you over a fallen tree and the rough sensation of bark digging into your hips and thighs was nothing compared to the bruising grip he now had around your throat.

a pitifully garbled sound left your throat as he pulled you up so that your back was pressed against his warm body. you noted the way his bulge pressed into your lower back. instinctually, you struggled against him, but you knew that he wasn’t planning to let you go anytime soon. your body thrashed as he wrapped his free arm around your waist, lifting you slightly so your toes were barely touching the ground. a laugh echoed through his chest and the vibration sent waves of heat to the space between your legs.

“w-what’re you gonna do to me?” you wheezed, barely louder than the whispers of the wind. the fear in your head competed with the arousal in your cunt as the hand around your throat slid up to grab you by the jaw. his large hand squished your cheeks together to form a forceful pout, and the feeling of his strong limbs enveloping your body made you wetter than you wanted to admit.

the man leaned in and the smooth plastic of his mask pressed against your face was a reminder that you were truly at his mercy. “anything i want,” he says. “i caught you, so i win, right?”

with mind numbing speed, he let your body fall and you ended up bent over the fallen tree once again. you spread your legs slowly, arching your back to give him a better look at what you could tell he was desperate for. you gnawed on your lip as he undid his belt and pulled down his pants and boxers to let his cock spring free. he took a menacing step towards you and wrapped a hand around the base, using his precum to pump himself slowly.

his movements now seemed agonizingly slow as you watched him jerk himself off and flip your skirt up with his free hand. a spank landed against the fat of your ass causing you to yelp in shock, and another laugh came from behind you.

“a-are you going to sit there and jerk off, or do you plan to fuck me?” you snapped. if he was going to be rough, you might as well give him a good reason to. wordlessly, he lifted his mask, only exposing his mouth enough to spit a fat glob of saliva onto your puckering hole. he used his thumb to spread it further down, swiping it back and forth to mix with the slick of your already drenched core. the sensation made your legs tremble as he leaned down to whisper in your ear.

“you’re going to wish you didn’t say that,” he said darkly.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

it felt like hours had passed since you had been found, and the party was probably long over, but you were nowhere close to going home. your pussy was swollen and dripping from the number of times he had pounded into you and dumped his cum into your cunt.

he paused for a moment to spin you around, positioning your body so that you were leaning back on the only support you could find. he wrapped his hands under your thighs, leaning you back further so he could slap his cock onto your overstimulated clit. tears fell from your eyes and smeared your makeup as he pushed back in slowly, sighing at the way your hot cunt pulled him back in. even after several rounds, the two of you couldn’t get enough.

his hands maintained a strong grip as he worked his way back up to a punishing speed, pounding into you with reckless abandon. you let your head fall back and jaw drop open like a slut. the expressionless mask he wore stared down at your shaking body as he used you like a toy. filthy squelches filled the quiet forest as you let yourself be disrespected by arguably one of the sexiest people you had never met, despite the fact that you had never seen his face.

your legs wrapped around his waist as you pulled him in closer, hungry for more. his hands slid up your body and rested in the dip of your waist. his fingertips dug into your soft skin, securing you in place as he hammered into you; you could only imagine what the bruises would look like the next morning. wanton moans left your lips as you struggled to think straight. “a-ah fuck, you feel sooo fuckin’ good, baby” you slurred. “so deep inside m-me!~”

“yeah? you like the way i fuck you like a slut?” he growled into your ear as the tip of his cock tapped your g-spot deliciously. his voice was muffled by the plastic of his mask, but you could hear the lust in the way he spoke. “what else do you want from me, hm? use your words, dollface.”

your throat was sore from the moans he had pulled out of you and the breaths that he had stifled with his hand wrapped around your throat throughout the evening, but you managed to suck in enough air to utter one thing. “w-want you to spit in my mouth, daddy,” you whined. in an attempt to persuade him, you tilted your head up and batted your eyelashes, now clumped together from your tears and runny mascara. your eyes searched for his through the reflective red plastic, but you found nothing.

”aww, poor baby needs a drink,” he said, moving one hand to grip your jaw. his fingers pressed your lips into a tight pout. they were swollen and covered in spit, just enough to catch the moonlight and illuminate your fucked-out expression. you nodded to the best of your ability, your jaw still locked in place as he maintained his firm grip. “don’t worry, i’ll give you what you want.”

your weak hands, previously balled into fists at your sides, reached up towards his face in an attempt to remove his mask. its artificial smile had been mocking you all night, and you were ready to see the man that had been pounding you for the last several hours. despite your best efforts, you failed to reach higher than his neck. he snickered and took one of your wrists to guide your fingers to the chin of his mask, allowing you to remove it yourself.

as the red plastic was lifted up and off of his face, his eyes met yours and it took you a few moments to register exactly who was looking back at you. he seemed to recognize the look of shock and confusion on your face, because he stilled his hips and furrowed his brows. “…am i ugly or something?” he asked.

“n-no it’s just… we know each other,” you stuttered, trying to bring your knees together in embarrassment. he pulled out slowly and allowed you to stand up just enough to pull your skirt down to cover yourself. “sukuna, we have class together like… several times a week. molecular biology, remember?” you ask. his eyes search your face for a hint of familiarity, and it takes a few seconds for him to recognize you.

”oh.. shit. i didn’t recognize you- y-your hair is different, you never wear makeup like that, i swear i didn’t-“ he says hurriedly. you raised your hand to cut him off as you think about what to say next. sukuna wasn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, so you took it upon yourself to do damage control. the silence in the air hung heavy as you thought about how to handle this. what would your friends say? can you even go back to that class? back to school? should you just drop out, move across the country, and change your name?

“shut the fuck up, okay? let me think,” you snapped. your brain was foggy from the number of times he made you cum, and it was hard to ignore the feeling of his previous loads leaking down your legs. the logical side of your brain told you to end things now, make him swear on his life that he would never tell a soul about tonight, and ignore him forever. the reckless side of your brain was still focused on the way he held you down and bounced your ass back onto his hips, making your eyes roll into your head and drool leak from the corners of your mouth. you rubbed the bridge of your nose as you weighed the options in your head.

“we’ve already come this far, right? i wanna cum one more time… don’t you?” he asked quietly, despite your previous command. “it’s not like i’ll tell anyone… unless you want to. i’ve always thought you were kinda… you know…” he trailed. one of his hands reached out and rested itself on your hip, bringing you back to reality. you hate to admit it, but he had a point.

a deep sigh heaved from your chest. “i guess so, yeah. but just one more, okay? you can’t tell anyone, and-“ before you could continue, he cut you off with a firm kiss to your lips. you protested for a moment, but the way his hot tongue slid into your mouth halted your racing thoughts. sukuna’s large hands roamed your body, his touch softer now, slowly laying you back down onto the fallen tree you had been relying on for support.

his lips moved from your mouth to your temples, then down to your neck. warm kisses trailed down your body as you screwed your eyes shut, trying and failing to forget who was making you shudder in pleasure. his hands rested on your hips as he knelt between your legs lifting your thighs and putting them over his shoulders. his head slipped under your skirt and his warm breath fanned against your cunt, still slick from how wet he left you.

one of your hands tangled itself in his hair, guiding his mouth to your clit. you felt him laugh softly as he slipped two fingers between your folds, running them over your slit. sukuna pressed soft kisses to your clit as you bit your lips to suppress your whines. it was embarrassing how good he was at this.

”hey, don’t quiet yourself now. need ta’ know if i’m doing good for you,” he sighed into your cunt. you sucked in a shaky breath and willed yourself to relax, which came easily as his lips worked your clit faster. as you got wetter, louder and longer whimpers escaped from between your lips. his flattened tongue swiped back and forth, and before you knew it, he was pushing it inside you.

it dipped in and out of you, his thumb circling your clit quickly. he ate you out with a sense of urgency, and the longer he went, the closer you got to cumming down his throat. your thighs trembled as you jerked his head back and forth, helping him tongue-fuck you harder and deeper. it felt so wrong to be using him like this, knowing that you’d have to face him for the rest of the semester, but none of that mattered as he let you use his mouth to make yourself cum one more time.

sukuna quickly swapped his tongue and fingers, now sucking on your clit and pushing his middle and ring finger into your tightening pussy. he curled his fingers, working slowly and then picking up his speed. your grip on his scalp relaxed as you felt yourself reaching the edge, but something was different. a sense of panic washed over you as you recognized the sensation between your legs.

”w-wait hold on i think i have to- fuck- wait!” you pleaded, but he was too caught up in making you feel as good as possible. the way his fingers curled into your g-spot pressed onto your bladder, and with one gentle bite on your clit, you reached the edge. if you were paying attention, you would’ve noticed the way he smiled against your cunt as if he knew what was happening before you did.

”s-sukuna ohhh my god, fuck! i think i’m gonna-“ your rambling was cut off as a scream was ripped from your throat. as if he predicted the future, he pulled his face away but kept his fingers pumping inside you as you squirted down his face. it came out in spurts as your hips bucked, the clear liquid spraying out and into his open mouth. as you came down from your high, his fingers slowed to a stop and you looked down at the way his half lidded eyes focused on your cunt. your cheeks burned red hot as he stood up and wiped his chin with the back of his hand as if he just had the best meal of his life. from his perspective, he did.

your body shuddered from exhaustion but he positioned himself between your legs, pulling his hardened cock out of his pants. “if you don’t want this just say so, but i’m desperate for you baby. can i fuck you? please?” he whined. he tapped his swollen tip against your thigh, smearing a bit of precum onto your skin. a shaky breath escaped his lips as he swiped himself over your slit.

you nodded, ready for more but still weak from your most recent orgasm. “take it slow, okay? you fucked me up a little bit,” you laughed softly, barely able to lift your head high enough to look at him. the lower half of his face was still coated in your juices but his shit eating grin made you feel a little bit less guilty about drowning him in your pussy. it was his doing though, so could he be that mad at you?

one of sukuna’s large hands rested on your thigh, holding your legs apart, and the other was wrapped around his base to guide himself into you. soft, wet squelches filled the cold forest as he pushed deeper into your core. his eyes were focused on the dripping slick between your thighs and once he bottomed out, a deep sigh rolled through his body.

his dark eyes met yours as he began thrusting slowly, and his previously sinister energy had been replaced by something softer. his deep strokes were almost… romantic. “h-how are you doing?” he whispered. his hand found your cheek, brushing away a strand of hair that was stuck to your face. “you look beautiful.”

”f-feels good- mmmphh- so deep inside me,” you responded. his thick shaft stretched you deliciously with every thrust, and your fingers made their way to your clit, rubbing gentle circles. sweat-soaked strands of his hair hung in front of his forehead as he looked down at where your bodies met, watching his cock disappear inside you over and over again. the poor boy was pussydrunk and he didn’t even know it.

one of your hands settled on his forearm, holding him for support. your other hand slipped up your stomach and under your shirt to push it up. his eyes flicked away from your gushing cunt as you revealed your breasts, now bouncing with every thrust of his hips.

“n-need my mouth on you,” he said, barely finishing his sentence before he bent down to take one of your sensitive nipples into his mouth. the cold air had kept them hard all night, and the way his hot tongue felt swirling around that sensitive spot made you tremble.

your shaking and squirming only seemed to spur him on. he then angled his hips upwards so his tip would be mashing into your g-spot repeatedly. deep groans left his mouth but went straight to your chest - he was stuck between your tits and had no intention of leaving.

his whines became higher pitched, and you could feel his hips start to stutter. “gonna come for me, ‘kuna? gonna fill me up again?” you cooed. the hand on his arm slipped into his hair, slicking it back messily. he shifted his eyes to meet yours and nodded quickly.

”need it, need you so bad, baby, gonna c-cum,” he whispered against your skin. his warm breath danced across your chest and made you arch up into him, your bodies meeting in the middle. the chilled air and heavy lust had you pressed so close against him that you could almost feel the beat of his heart trying to match yours.

your fingers tightened, pulling on his hair slightly harder. this small sign of desperation is what pushed him over the edge. all at once, his balls tensed and his strokes slowed as he reached his high. soft moans punctuated each thrust every time his sensitive tip hit the back wall of your pussy.

“oh ‘kuna, f-fuck,” you sighed. hot, white ropes shot out of his throbbing cock and painted your insides. high pitched whimpers left his throat and were muffled as he buried his head further into your chest. you could feel the way his cock throbbed every time he released more cum. you clenched around him hard, hoping to hold in as much of his warm seed as possible. his hips eventually slowed to a stop and your grip on his scalp loosened.

”w-was that good for you? ‘was good for me,” sukuna breathed out. a dopey smile spread across his features as he pulled out slowly. intently, he watched his cum dribble out of you. his eyes then became focused on yours, waiting for a response.

”yeah, that was pretty good i’d say,” you responded. the air felt sharp against your skin as you fixed yourself up, hoping that the cum running down your leg didn’t look as thick as it felt. after brushing yourself off, sukuna took your hand and led you out of the forest, back towards civilization.

he snickered in reply. “wanna come back to mine? seems like we both need a shower, maybe some food… and we should probably talk.”

[bijouxcarys]

@callmethehunter tagged me to do this “get to know my blog” kinda thing, and I love this stuff so here we fuckin goooo!

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I’m also a film fanatic, and have recently obtained my Bachelor’s Degree in Film and Television Studies, so occasionally I might post about my favourite films and Dustin Hoffman, who is my favourite actor.

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[amber-lucca44]

Welcome to my music moon :3 💖

Or whatever it's just my music journal thingy lol. ♥️

As the header said, I'm Vonnie, a poc transgender woman in her 20s. I'm absolutely obsessed with music, and this blog is just my journal of how I've been enjoying it hehe. 💕

About my ratings:

They are 100% based on how much I enjoyed listening to the song/album, not based on like quality or impact 😗

Anything over 5/10 means I liked it, so 5.5/10 and 7/10 are both good. Below 5/10 means I mostly didn't 😅💔

My average rating of their albums won't be equal to their position on my favorites. I also think of singles, EPs, their most recent work, and just them in general as artists, as well as the impact they might've had on me. Of course I take that into account too, but it wouldn't be fair to place Metallica way lower because of St. Anger yk 😂😭

YES I TAKE RECOMMENDATIONS. 💖

I listen to at least one album on every weekday (usually ♥️)

Tags:

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Vonnie talks 💕

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Vonnie rants 😗

Masterpost (working on those 😭)

Music polls

Music list

Reblog ♥️

Not music

My 100 favorite artists (and their average album rating, working on those) 💖⭐⭐⭐

I'll keep updating this list as long as it's here :3 ❤️

Kendrick Lamar 9.1/10

Alesana 8.9/10

Chvrches 9.3/10

Eyes Set To Kill 9/10

Renee Phoenix 9.5/10

Bring Me The Horizon 8.5/10

From Autumn To Ashes 8.6/10

The Devil Wears Prada 8.2/10

A Day To Remember 8.3/10

Sleeping With Sirens 8.3/10

I See Stars 8.7/10

Escape The Fate 8.6/10

Senses Fail 7.7/10

Nine Inch Nails 8.5/10

Asking Alexandria 8.1/10

Saosin 9.3/10

Funeral For A Friend 8.2/10

Architects 8.2/10

Oceans Ate Alaska 9.2/10

PVRIS 8.8/10

The Number Twelve Looks Like You 8.5/10

Lindsey Stirling 9/10

Blessthefall 8.3/10

Slayer 8/10

Beartooth 8.7/10

Chunk! No, Captain Chunk! 8.5/10

Pearl Jam 8.1/10

Underoath 7.9/10

Hayley Kiyoko 9/10

Fall Out Boy 7.9/10

BTS 8.6/10

Rise Against 8.3/10

Motionless In White 8.4/10

The Used 8.1/10

Avenged Sevenfold 8.5/10

Against The Current 8.8/10

Nirvana 9.2/10

My Chemical Romance 9/10

Pierce The Veil 8.2/10

A Skylit Drive 8.4/10

Emery 8.1/10

From First To Last 8/10

Trivium 8.4/10

Tonight Alive 8.4/10

Lacuna Coil 8.2/10

The Pretty Reckless 8/10

Deftones 8.2/10

OutKast 8/10

Blink-182 7.7/10

Carcass 7.7/10

Miss May I 8.1/10

Slipknot 8.3/10

August Burns Red 8.1/10

Taking Back Sunday 7.8/10

Lamb Of God 8.1/10

Garbage 8.1/10

Nas 6.8/10

You Me At Six 7.7/10

Linkin Park 7.6/10

Parkway Drive 8.1/10

Paramore 8.3/10

Squarepusher 7.3/10

Siouxsie & The Banshees 7.5/10

Janelle Monáe 8.1/10

Metallica 6.9/10

Lorde 8.5/10

Deicide

Meshuggah 8.1/10

glass beach 9/10

Anathema

American Football 8.7/10

Mayday Parade

Taylor Swift

Four Year Strong

Green Day

Against Me!

Anthrax

System Of A Down

Volumes

Sunny Day Real Estate

Bad Religion

Threat Signal

Coheed and Cambria

Run The Jewels

Avril Lavigne

Bury Tomorrow

Suicide Silence

Sum 41

2Pac

Haste The Day 7.7/10

Hatebreed 7.7/10

Alexisonfire 7.6/10

Marina

Iwrestledabearonce

In This Moment

Cannibal Corpse

Aiden

Boys Night Out 7.7/10

Hawthorne Heights

Atreyu 7.7/10

Me on YT and a playlist with my favorite songs!

10/10 albums (so far ♥️)

Artemis (Lindsey Stirling)

Casually Dressed & Deep In Conversation (Funeral For A Friend)

The Cleansing (Suicide Silence)

Disgusting (Beartooth)

The Downward Spiral (Nine Inch Nails)

Every Open Eye (Chvrches)

From Under The Cork Tree (Fall Out Boy)

Let It Enfold You (Senses Fail)

Nevermind (Nirvana)

New Demons (I See Stars)

On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax (Alesana)

Reach (Eyes Set To Kill)

Reign In Blood (Slayer)

Saosin (Saosin)

Stand Up and Scream (Asking Alexandria)

Steady Damage (Fit For Rivals)

Tell All Your Friends (Taking Back Sunday)

They're Only Chasing Safety (Underoath)

Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge (My Chemical Romance)

To Pimp A Butterfly (Kendrick Lamar)

Too Bad You're Beautiful (From Autumn To Ashes)

[wordsandrobots]

This is a pinned post

I thought it might be useful, for me and for you, dear reader, to have some sort of index for everything that's populated this blog over the past few years. Thus, here is a list of links to the musings and ramblings of one bi Englishman.

(I am of the generation taught to be extremely leery about sharing personal details on the internet but I fear the cat is out of the bag on at least these aspects of my positionality.)

This may be spun off into multiple posts because I think I have discovered where Tumblr's limit on 'number of links in a post' lies.

Wishing on Space Hardware

I started posting on Tumblr primarily to host the header art accompanying my Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron-Blooded Orphans fanfic series Wishing on Space Hardware. So let's start with that.

Fic header posts

A Handful of Rusted Petals

The Grandmaster

To Catch a Falling Star

Fragments of You/Pieces of Me

Let Sleeping Angels Lie

Between Family

The Ares Affair

The Haunting of Takaki Uno

Frozen Sunlight

Of Obsessions and Erotemes

Revolution for Beginners and Polyamory for Dumbasses

Under a Crescent Moon

Eugene Sevenstark and the Hesperus Treasure

Hope Against Hope

Love, Death and Cannoli

Fata Morgana

We Three Kings

History of a Catastrophe

Ragnarök in G Minor

A Day in the Light

Ancillary material

IBO reference notes on … original(ish) characters

IBO reference notes on … actual, proper original characters

Section breaks master-list

The Wishing on Space Hardware playlist (story edition) v1.0

The Riden-Go II

Graffiti

Iron-Blooded Orphans

My obsession with this show is extremely deep and I have written a lot of words about it.

Fanfic and visual poetry

System error

I've been thinking about smiles

Why are you crying?

You are a hero

Falling for a fool (20 part post series, link is to part 1; Afterword)

Contact

Meta and analysis

Concerning Mika and Orga

Concerning Mika/Orga

Concerning the Bauduins

Concerning pilot strengths

Concerning character consistency

Concerning the Dort pilots

Concerning Barbatos

Concerning the timeline

Concerning McGillis

Concerning Tekkadan's flaws

Concerning Gaelio

Concerning the Valkyrjas

IBO reference notes on … Gjallarhorn (Part 1)

IBO reference notes on … Gjallarhorn (Part 2)

IBO reference notes on … Gjallarhorn (corrigendum)

IBO reference notes on … three key Yamagi scenes

IBO reference notes on … three key Shino scenes

IBO reference notes on … three key Eugene scenes

IBO reference notes on … three key Ride scenes

IBO reference notes on … the tone of the setting

IBO reference notes on … character parallels and counterpoints

IBO reference notes on … a perfect villain

IBO reference notes on … Iron-Blooded Orphans: Gekko

IBO reference notes on … an act of unspeakable cruelty

IBO reference notes on … Kudelia’s decisions

IBO reference notes on … the aesthetics of the mobile frame

IBO reference notes on … mobile suit designations

IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (part 1)

IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (part 2)

IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (part 3)

IBO reference notes on … the Gundams (Addendum 1)

IBO reference notes on … the Turbines, or ‘Tekkadan done right’

IBO reference notes on … deals with the devil

IBO reference notes on … odds and ends

IBO reference notes on … pilot ability

IBO reference notes on … queerness

IBO reference notes on … the lie of Agnika Kaieru

IBO reference notes on … the battle at the low-orbit station

IBO reference notes on … spacesuits

IBO reference notes on … the economic blocs

IBO reference notes on … spaceships

Other stuff

An Iron-Blooded Orphans playlist

An off-the-cuff McGillis Fareed playlist

IBO reference notes on … assorted head-canons

Gjallarhorn logo replicated

Index for Iron-Blooded Orphans G summaries and analysis

Gundam franchise stuff

Managing multiple Gundams (conversation with @gremoria411)

Why I really like Gundam X

Definitive Gundam rankings (per my enjoyment levels)

My opinion on Witch From Mercury (extends above)

Detailed and accurate summary of the Gundam protagonists

Doctor Who

A short essay about Cybermen

Why I'm not currently active in Who fandom

Writing and fandom

Me vs romance (conversation with @caparrucia)

On silliness

20 years writing fanfic

The 'not your pub' approach to entitlement

[isekaiscreencaps]

Hello!

I'm isekaiscreencaps! I post screencaps of isekai anime (sometimes, rarely, some non-isekai anime too...). You can call me "Kai" for short.

Isekai I am currently watching:

That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime season 3

I Shall Survive Using Potions!

Journey Through Another World: Raising Kids While Adventuring

Current blog icon is Frieren, the main character of Frieren: Beyond Journey's End.

Current blog header is a scene from episode 1 of Frieren: Beyond Journey's End.

↓ More about me, my blog, and isekai anime! ↓

No, I do not "like isekai" or "enjoy watching it." I simply consume it every day of my life as if it were food or water.

Of course, I also watch non-isekai anime and read manga/manhua and light novels (both isekai and non-isekai, lol). If you want to know anything about that, feel free to ask. Send your recommendations my way!

I watch most of my anime on Anix and I keep track of it all on Anime-Planet. I use XnConvert to process screen captures. I try to keep up with seasonal anime, but I fall behind sometimes.

Isekai anime I have watched:

Am I Actually the Strongest?

Arifureta: From Commonplace to World's Strongest

Ascendance of a Bookworm ❤

As a Reincarnated Aristocrat, I'll Use My Appraisal Skill to Rise in the World

By the Grace of the Gods

Campfire Cooking in Another World with My Absurd Skill

Death March to the Parallel World Rhapsody

Drifters

Grimgar of Fantasy and Ash

Handyman Saitou in Another World

I Got a Cheat Skill in Another World and Became Unrivaled in The Real World, Too

In Another World With My Smartphone

I’ve Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out My Level

KamiKatsu: Working for God in a Godless World

King of Jin in Tang Dynasty

Knight's & Magic

My Isekai Life: I Gained a Second Character Class and Became the Strongest Sage in the World!

My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! ❤

Overlord ❤

Parallel World Pharmacy ❤

Reborn as a Vending Machine

Reincarnated as a Sword

Re:ZERO: Starting Life in Another World

Saga of Tanya the Evil ❤

Skeleton Knight in Another World

So I'm a Spider, So What?

Sweet Reincarnation

That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime ❤

The 8th Son? Are You Kidding Me?

The Eminence in Shadow

The Faraway Paladin ❤

The Great Cleric

The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen: From Villainess to Savior

The Reincarnation of the Strongest Exorcist in Another World

The Rising of the Shield Hero

The Saint's Magic Power is Omnipotent

The World's Finest Assassin Gets Reincarnated in Another World as an Aristocrat

Villainess Level 99: I May Be the Hidden Boss but I'm Not the Demon Lord

+ about fifteen more that I started and left unfinished for various reasons...

I've also watched these reverse isekai anime too, I suppose:

Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid

Re:Creators

The Devil is a Part-Timer!

Also, yes, I am an Isekai Quartet enjoyer.

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, May 6th

Spike: Nice work, love. Buffy: Who are you? Spike: You'll find out on Saturday. Buffy: What happens on Saturday? Spike: I kill you.

~~School Hard~~

The Sunnydale Herald is looking for at least one new editor. Contributing to the Herald is a great way to get your Buffy on! Find out more here.

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

So am I by Severina_Blue (Willow/Anya, E)

Crushed by flootzavut (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Shadowed Suspicion, Chapter 386 by madimpossibledreamer (Ensemble, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure crossover, T)

Xander's Egg, Chapters 1-18 (complete!) by frk_werewolf (wolfelements) (Xander/Spike, Gunn/Wesley, T)

A Charmed Summers, Chapter 1 by BrennaLynn (Buffy & Dawn, Charmed crossover, T)

Drive, Chapter 10 by Holly (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Slayer's Fortune, Chapter 4 by VoronaFiernan (Buffy/Spike, R)

So One of Us is Living, Chapter 22 by violettathepiratequeen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

The Neighbor's Point of View, Chapter 7 by the_big_bad (Buffy/Spike, PG)

A Coalition of Heroes, Chapter 14 by AragornIIElessar (Angel, Willow, Supernatural & Charmed crossover, FR15)

The World in Shadow, Chapter 1 by ManifoldTime (Buffy, Stargate crossover, FR18)

The Home Invasions, Chapter 24 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: Mermay day 4 by Malvy Mary (Faith, worksafe)

Artwork: Caleb by soapypopart (worksafe)

Gifs: Wesley/Lilah by gothamstreetcat (worksafe)

Headers: Potential Slayers headers by onegirlinallthewrld (worksafe)

Sims: Buffy by mikaylamisty (worksafe)

Sims: Spike's crypt by CreeSims (worksafe)

Crafts: "Buffy will patrol tonight" embroidery by _dear_rat_boy_

Cake: Buffy themed birthday by Im_A_Hurricane

Crafts/video: BUFFY and ANGEL - in felt by John Lee Bird

Video: Giles annoyed with Buffy - In Lego by Trevor Carlee

Fanvid: Buffy and Spike || The Devil Doesn't Bargain by Tatiana Marano Edits

Fanvid: Buffy and Spike- You Matter to Me by Bobblehead89

Fanvid: Klaus and Buffy- Can't Fight the Moonlight by Bobblehead89 (Vampire Diaries crossover)

Fanvid: ess ess ess and emm emm emm by Christina Lastname (Buffy/Spike)

Fanvid: Buffy Summers ✘ Circus by utakana light (Buffy movie)

Fanvid: buffy & angel | midnight rain by lostlcve

[Reviews & Recaps]

A (gentle) defence of Angel Season 4 (version 1) by Meris25

A (gentle) defence of Angel Season 4 (version 2) by Meris25

Season 7 is so frustrating by Azuredness

just finished buffy by elliebartlets

most of season 4 of angel emotionally scarred me by elliebartlets

Video: BRILLIANT or LAZY? | Buffy's 'Normal Again' | Episode Breakdown & Review by 5ft Geek

Video: Slayer Sunday-Restless by Jane Talks Reel

Video: Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Tales of the Slayer | Book Review by Jacob Peyton

Podcast: Buffy the Vampire Slayer 20th Anniversary Special by Tales from the Fandom

[Recs]

Search: TV guide fall preview for season 6 by trustinbyfaith

can anyone recommend any good btvs blogs on here for the more outfits, hair, makeup or just general costuming department side of things? by vampir4te

[Community Announcements]

Banner Poll Results by Seasonal Spuffy

Banner Poll Results by Seasonal Spuffy

[Fandom Discussions]

angel reassuring wesley that he’s not angelus right before he tries to kill him by all-seeing-ifer

the magic metaphors in buffy by annyankers

I love Joyce I really do but y’all have to admit... by bakedspoonie

[Faith in Who Are You] by Girl4Music

Faith as the Connor to Angel's Darla by Moon_Logic

What are your favorite surprise reveals of the [Angel] series? by queenrosybee

My spike/angel dilemma by Ah08619

Why didn’t they dig Buffy up before the spell in s6e1? by grownmars

What kind of name is Buffy? by bullemagic

Xander and his attitude to Buffy sleeping with Spike😭 by VermicelliSea9458

Willow should have immediately closed the laptop by whimsiebat

The Buffy gang refer to themselves as the scoobies, so who is what character? by Kindly-Accident8437

Underrated/under used characters by Guy_incognito79

Spike in S3 Ep 8 "Lovers Walk" by aeryn1227

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[bixbiboom]

[ID: A tweet from Erika Ishii @.erikaishii which reads: “It’s been an honor and a pleasure. We’ll be seeing Yu! Although you might not know it’s us... 🖤🪞🗡 🎨: @agarthanguide #CriticalRoleSpoilers” There’s a picture attached of Yu Saffiad, Erika’s true character on Critical Role, in what they displayed as their true form. They’re a changeling with silver iridescent skin and colorless hair, dressed in very sexy black leathers with gold accents and a long black duster, pointing their crystal-hilted fey sword outward. /end ID]

[ID: A tweet from Erika in reply to their previous tweet which reads: “And may I say @agarthanguide absolutely NAILED IT. I was so fussy about Yu that I sent multiple Pinterest boards and even pose reference. (Finally my sword training and history as a figure model at Blizzard and CalArts pays off!) #CriticalRoleSpoilers” There’s a picture attached of Erika themself modeling the pose that Yu was drawn in, wearing denim shorts and a black tank top, holding a length of black dowel as the sword. /end ID]

[ID: A third tweet from Erika in reply to the last which reads: “And yes, of course there were playlists. Most songs on one were the answer to a song on the other. 🤍🖤 #CriticalRoleSpoilers” There are two screenshots attached of the headers for Dusk’s and Yu’s playlists. Each one has the respective character’s official character art at the top. Going back and forth from one to the other, Dusk’s first song is “All I Have to Do is Dream” by the Everly Brothers, and Yu’s first is “As the World Falls Down” by David Bowie. The second songs are “Mirror Mirror” by Juniper Vale and “Sweet Dreams” by the Eurythmics. The third songs are “Demons” by Hayley Kiyoko and “Devil’s Playground” by the Rigs. The fourth and final songs shown for both are “Dream A Little Dream of Me” by the Mamas & the Papas and “Playground” by Bea Miller. We can also see the fifth song for Dusk, “Lillipop” by Mika, but not its companion on Yu’s. /end ID]

Unfortunately Erika’s playlists for Dusk and Yu are both still currently private and not accessible by the public.

[hiloedits]

— berga obsidian headers

like or reblog if you use/save.

© hiloedits on twitter.

[skvatnavle]

Werewolf Matt Murdock x reader

Warnings: Insecurities, self hate, struggling with the beast within, slightly dark and feral Matt.

Notes: This is a part of "The Moon in May" writing challenge. The first week I was inspired by the word "scent". It's my first werewolf au, so I hope you guys like it.

A huge thank you to @mindidjarin for beta reading and for listening to my ramblings about this. Also thank you to @a-reader-and-a-writer for indulging in my ramblings and helping out ❤️

And header made by the lovely @loverhymeswith 💜

Words: 1452

Beast Within masterlist

Chaos. Overwhelming. Everything too much, too noisy. His senses were already heightened, but now… after the bite… he hears everything. Feels everything. Smells everything.

The world around him filled with sounds and smells, so vivid now that he almost feels like he can see again. He can picture everything around him, clear as day. It’s a strange feeling after years in the darkness. Well, it had never been completely dark, but it was the best way to describe this new sensation. All his senses alert, nothing getting past him.

He can feel the beast within begging to come out. Begging to be let loose. It’s a cold day in Hell’s Kitchen, but his skin is damp with sweat. He is so hot, skin burning. A small voice in his head, the beast, begs for him to tear off his skin and let it loose. 

He can feel the pull of the hunt, the bloodthirst. Maybe he could let it loose. Just once. Clear out some of the scum defiling his city. He could easily rip them apart, make sure they would never hurt anyone again. 

Matt shakes his head, trying to block out that horrible voice inside. He had to resist, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to forever. Full moon was only a week away. And he knew it would be a bloodbath.

Before he was afraid he had the devil in him, but now he knows there’s truly a monster within.

He doesn’t know how long he’s been sitting on the roof, looking over the city. The rain is falling heavy on him, soaking his clothes and should have chilled him to the bone. But not anymore. Small clouds of steam rise from him, the heat from within keeping the cold at bay.

He feels alone. So alone. Father Paul is gone and Foggy… No, he couldn’t tell him. Foggy had a hard time coming to terms, when he discovered Matt’s nighttime heroics. What would he do, if he knew this? And would he even believe him?

His head snaps up. What was that? His nose turned up against the wind, his nostrils flares as he takes in the exquisite scent. For a moment, the world around him stills, nothing else existing besides that scent, drawing him in. As another wave of the foreign smell washes over him, he crawls further towards the edge, scanning the street below.

Around him, the world is always a blend of scents. The burned stew from the apartment next door. The piles of trash, decomposing. Thousands of people dosed in perfume, sweat and the scent of their lovers. Taxi fumes polluting the air. But it wasn’t all bad. There’s the smell of the heavy rain lingering in air, the wet grass in the park across the street. The various flowers of the rooftop garden on the next building fragrant and sweet, the most fragrant herbs. But none of it compares to this.

He jumps down, landing in a small alley way, creeping towards the street. The smell of apples and lilacs along with something he can’t quite place hangs in the air, washing over him with every small gush of the wind. He tries ignoring it, but it still invades his senses. It surrounds him, haunts him. He’s never felt like this. It’s like he craves it, needs it.

Letting his nose guide him, he walks down the street, manoeuvring elegantly between the other pedestrians, constantly sniffing the air. When he stops, he finds himself outside a bookstore. Going in, he prowls between the shelves, unnoticed. Turning the corner, he stops dead in his tracks. 

You’re standing with a book in hand, your fingers delicately running over the pages. You softly tuck a strain of hair behind your ear, your gaze fixed on the pages. New book. The smell he couldn’t place were new books. It’s you he could smell.

Intrigued by you, Matt covers behind the shelves, just observing you for a while. You spend a long time, rummaging around the shop, the stack of books in your arms getting bigger. For every turn you make, he counter moves, always out of your sight. Afraid of getting caught.

He’s always felt he was bad, but now he knew he truly were. Even if every fibre in his body begs him to talk to you, just to hear your voice once, he can’t. When he can even accept himself, then how could you?

“You’re not as sneaky as you think, you know?”

Surprised that you’ve seen him, Matt doesn’t manage to move before you pop your head around the corner, sensing a huge grin on your face.

A normal person probably would have been weirded out by someone following them around a store, but you’ve always been a little quirky. A little different. Where you should be scared, all you felt were curious about the man before you. 

The man before you is left speechless, probably wondering if you were a weirdo or not. But who was he to judge after following you, right? So you just step out from behind the shelf, looking at the handsome stranger.

“So… Why were you following me?” you ask softly, genuinely curious what could cause such a beautiful man to follow you. Couldn’t be for your looks, cause a man like that could get any woman he wanted. Book knowledge? Nah, that wasn’t right either.

“Would you believe me if I said I was compelled to?”

You snort, taken aback by his words. What a line. You hate to admit it, but it does intrigue you. There is something unexplainable about him that draws you in. You introduce yourself and after getting his name, you turn back to the shelves, continuing your hunt for books. Matt follows you slowly and you hate to admit it, but his presence is comforting. It’s odd, really.

“What are you looking at?” he gestures towards the book you’ve just pulled from the shelf. A little ashamed of your choice of books, you nervously turn the book to him, so he can read the title.

“I’m blind, so you’ll have to tell me”

He smiles, which only makes him more handsome. But confusion sets in. Blind? You look at him closer. His eyes looks almost empty, his gaze unfocused. But the signature cane you’ve seen blind people with are nowhere to be found. How did he get here? And how has he been following you around without bumping into things?

“I really am blind. Since I was nine, in case you were wondering.”

He smiles softly, tilting his head as his beautiful hazel brown eyes almost meet yours. He gestures towards the book and shifts closer, his movement so fluently, almost like a majestic animal.

Okay, you had to start reading different books. They were starting to get to your head. Flustered, you clear your throat as you look at the cover.

“It’s... Ehm, ‘A Curse so Dark and Lonely’. It’s a about this prince, Rhen, who is cursed. Every fall he turns into a beast and only true love can save him.”

Matt’s face falls, a expression washing over him that you can’t quite place. Sadness? Despair? 

“So he’s doomed then. Who could ever love a beast?”

“Well, I bet i could. I mean, Beauty and the Beast is my favorite story. Always saw myself in Belle.” you shake the books softly. Always been kind of an outsider, the oddball. And seriously, who wouldn’t want a library like that? You smile to yourself, before looking at Matt again.

“It’s really not about whether or not he is a beast on the outside, but about who he truly is on the inside. Someone worth loving.”

Matt’s eyes fly to yours, the beautiful hazel brown gone, replaced by something dark. Brows furrowed, his gaze intense, soul piercing. It takes your breath away, makes your heart beat faster.

“What if it’s what’s on the inside that is ugly?”

He comes closer, so close you can almost feel his breath on your skin. The intensity of his gaze sends shivers down your spine. You should be scared, you really should. But every nerve ending in your body ignites, a fire spreading. And something tells you it’s a fire only he can put out.

“Something tells me, Matt Murdock, that what’s inside you is worth loving.”

Smirking, he leans in closer, his lips ghosting your cheek. He inhales sharply, a low growl erupting from his throat. Your heart beats faster, threatening to burst free. Matt’s head tilts down for a second, almost as if he hears your rapid heartbeat, before his lips once again ghosts against your ear.

“I think you’re gonna be disappointed, sweetheart.”

Thank you so much for reading <3

Tagging: @clydesducktape @absurdthirst @mindidjarin @buckypascal @loverhymeswith @a-reader-and-a-writer @freshabogados @lcvenderblues @e-dubbc11 @imgonnaragnorockurshit @fictionalnerdery @lucy-sky @starduststevie

[helloliriels]

LIRIELS MASTER POST

Headers link to read (*indicates WIP, or may be cont.):

LIRIELS CHAPTERED FICS (5k+)

L.O.V.E. - John Watson wanted a soulmate. His sister ... just wanted this game to be over. Enter Sherlock Holmes. Fate it seems, has it's own plans ... and the game? Is never over! (27k, M, Only You AU, Italy, fortune teller, ouija board)

*(I Love You) Infinitely - With a snap of his fingers, Thanos caused the heartache and loss of half a planet's population ... and Watson of all people, could kiss the glove that did. (19k+, T, Infinity War, Post-TRF)

*Christmas in Honeycutt - John's publisher invites a sailor out to his idyllic estate for a Christmas worthy a hero ... only ... John doesn't have an estate. Or a wife. Or a child. He just writes about them! (25k+, M, WWII, spy, codes)

Give My Love To The Chef - John visits the restaurant after the Fall. They serve him the perfect dishes. Dishes that make him feel homesick and happy. Somehow ... the chef always knows what he wants before he asks ... (18k, M, Post-TRF, Fix-it)

Playing Cupid - What if Sherlock sent Mike out to bring Watson back? What if he was taking no chances on that chance meeting? (ASIP fix-it, canon complicit)

Spin The Bottle - Have you ever played this game before, Sherlock? (8k, M, S1-2ish, Strip Games)

*What If I'm Not? - Maybe in confessing why he's not o.k. ... he is really pushing Sherlock out of his life for good. How could such a disclosure not? (5k+, correspondence fic, fluff collab)

LIRIELS SHORT FICS (up to 5K)

PAYPHONE - (<2k ea., post-TRF alternates)

Keep Us From Falling - (5k, T, Una Stubbs tribute)

*Love Potion No. 9 - (5k, G, HP au, complete as-is)

The Years Keep Returning Me To You - (4k)

*Give Me A Reason - (4k, New Years alt meet)

The Girlfriend Mixup - (3k, angst, fluff)

Bleeding Out - (3k, S3 never happened)

*Hurt For Me - (3k; may become M 15-20k+)

Sherlock Is A Girls Name - (2k, HLV, alt S3)

Next Time - (2k, angst, fluff, first kiss)

*Rarified - (2k, synesthesia, soulmates au)

Kiss Me Now Before You Go - (2k, WWII)

The Limp You Gave Me - (<2k, angst, post-TRF)

I Will Try (To Fix You) - (<2k, steampunk, TRF)

Summer Calling ... - (<1k, teenlock, skinny dipping)

Hope Eternal - (1k, Hobbit inspired, post-TRF fix-it)

The Genius Who Had No Heart In His Chest - (<1k, x reader)

*After All - (<1k, oneshot, idiots in love)

*Without A You - (<1k, without a clue, role rev.)

Into Battle - (<1k, oneshot, fixing S3 TSOT)

LIRIELS PROMPT FICS (Collection)

Most less than 1k words, oneshots, drabble, etc. prompted by Tumblr posts, asks, events, and challenges.

The Paper Boy (#sherlock challenge)

LOCK DOWN (#FFF155)

CATCH (#sherlock challenge)

H.O.U.N.D. (#FFF120)

S P I C E (#sherlock challenge)

The Cuts That Bleed (#FFF139)

Experiments in Conductivity (#FFF126)

Come Closer

Drowning (And I Thought You Knew)

THIINK TWIICE (#FFF125)

Upside Down (#sherlock challenge)

Speak For Me (#FFF154)

*Do Not Download The Souls (#FFF140)

*You Can See Me

The Highest Compliment

Never Gonna Dance Again

Constellations

RISE AND FALL (#FFF145)

LONG LOST ... (#holmestice)

LOST PUPPY

Paper Heart

Do Bees Kiss? or Just Sting?

Short Poems Are The Best

A Thing (destial news)

Three Little Words (groot & SH talking)

I Will Go Down With This Ship

What To Give The Detective Who Has Everything

The Devil Went Down To London

I Want To Love Him In The Sunlight (Clueda)

He Smiles (haiku, 7PercentSolution)

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!

LIRIELS SHERLOCK POETRY (Collection)

Coffee and Then Coffee // A Million Things You Don't Do // RED // Empty Hearse // But I Can't // Welcome to London // The Next Time We Say Goodbye // We'll Go No More A-Sleuthing // Endgame // Invisible Man // Distractions // You Speak and Worlds Awaken // This Ending // 3rd is Last Place // Somebody's Someone // Undo Me // Without a Clue // I Fight the Need // Boxing Day // ... But I Can't Have Him // 2 B 1 // Your Orbit // Moving On // Infinity Smiles

LIRIELS PODFICS (Gifts for)

*Juxtaposition (Clueda)

How To Date Your Flatmate (EchoSilverWolf)

Prompt #49 Take Off Your Shirt (KittenKin)

The Wedding Gift (Calais_Reno)

Queer Eye: Johnlock Edition (fellshish)

I Speak for the Curls (ChrisCalledMeSweetie)

I Have Not Lingered (saintscully)

The Telltale Heart (Calais_Reno)

Tattered (SrebrnaFH)

SHERLOCK IS LIT Sherlocked blackout poems made from classic lit, Including: Alice in Wonderland, Charles Dickens' Bleak House, Sinbad the Sailor, Anne of Green Gables, Oliver Twist, and A Princess of Mars.

ROCK OUT WITH YOUR LOCK OUT Sherlocked rock music album covers, including: MCR, Pink Floyd, Flyleaf, Nirvana, Johnny Cash, Gotye, Breaking Benjamin, Adele, Pet Shop Boys, Marvin Gaye, Simon & Garfunkel, and FFDP.

(NOT SO) FAKE FIC TITLES Over 100+ fake fic titles to browse! From 75+ submitted prompts on Tumblr (thank you!) Intended to be 100% fake (but some I accidentally started ... so *shrug*)! Celebrating 100 works on Ao3! I fell down a Tumblr hole (inventing a new kind of torture) and having too much fun to leave it! A few (*) may yet become real boys ... INBOX OPEN!

LIRIELS SHERLOCK FAN ART Fan art made for the love of Johnlock, in any universe.

@johnlocky @ohlooktheresabee @fluffbyday-smutbynight @inevitably-johnlocked @chinike @rhasima @totallysilvergirl @missdeliadili @luciengenic @topsyturvy-turtely @justanobsessedpan @whatnext2020 @hp-nv-221b-3000 @timberva @gaylilsherlock @loki-lock @marta-bee @i-call-me-clarence @musingsofmyown @john-smiths-jawline @meetinginsamarra @geekinator @sail-on-silver-girl @jabbage @kettykika78 @arwamachine @calaisreno @notasinglesoul1 @peanitbear @glows-n-the-dark @im-erin @detafo @gregorovitchworld @sherlockwatson-holmes @riverwithoutbanks @ephemeraljimin @keirgreeneyes @so-youre-unattached-like-me @hasenkind687 @iamjustreading @discordantwords @raina-at @khorazir @bluebellofbakerstreet

[sekizuiken]

                                          𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 - 𝐔𝐏 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋.

#  SEKIZUIKEN  ,  an independent roleplay blog for  YORU  ,  THE  WAR  DEVIL  from  Tatsuki Fujimoto’s  CHAINSAW  MAN  .  Semi - active  to  low  activity  ,  often queued replies through the week with most activity falling on the weekend  . 

      I am fully caught up with both the manga  &  anime  ,  however  ,  I have only read through once and may make small mistakes  .  I do heavily base my portrayal on personal headcanons , however , still closely follow canon  .  

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[fencesandfrogs]

hi my name is matthew and i have some thoughts about haes

okay disclaimers: i’m a little jumpy around the subject so while i don’t feel i’m being unnecessarily harsh/unfair, if ur firm on haes w no yielding, and you don’t want to argue about it? either skip this or don’t respond. i don’t really care. but i’m putting the body under a read more.

[3k words, 10 minute read. sections headers, some text italicized for emphasis/some readibility. no images/videos, a few links.]

second disclaimer: i’m not planning on going heavy on sources. i will happily provide sources to people who want them, and i haven’t written the actual post yet but it’s unlike me not to cite anything, but doing an in depth well researched and sourced post on this type of subject is not something i’m up for right now.

like i said, i’m jumpy around this subject. and on the off chance someone decides this post is Bad and i must be banished to the Bad Blogs Bin, i’d rather not put a lot of work into it.

third disclaimer: i’m not particularly interested in reading X study that says actually no people who way 700 pounds are healthy and people who weigh less than 200 are going to die early deaths. i know that’s a straw man i needed to a) get it out of the way now and b) i just am tired all the time and don’t have a ton of itme for it. that said, if you do send one to me, i will probably read it at some point, and i may or may not provide my thoughts.

right then. moving on.

with no more waffling, my thesis is as follows: weight stigma is bad, however obesity is killing people and i really would like people to stop pretending it doesn’t.

i. really hate that that’s a controversial opinion. i mean i hold a decent number of somewhat controversial opinions, most of which i keep to myself because i’m a firm believer that what i think about something should not interfere with how other people live their lives. as a noncontroversial example, i think mormons are in a cult. children, being minors, being indoctrinated is a problem, one i myself am not dedicated to solving because i have other issues but as far as adults involved, that’s their business.

(*please note that i’m not expanding on my thoughts because this post is about haes but i do have a more complicated opinion i’m just trying to demonstrate something please don’t at me about cults i know that they’re bad and adults in them also need help getting out that’s not the point of this post & i’m anxious enough so like, please.)

anyway so. obesity. is bad. it is bad for your health. if you are obese, you are not healthy. that said, i am not going to tell you to lose weight. no one should tell you to lose weight except for your doctor and maybe your immediate family, and that should be from a place of “you are not living your best life and i care about you.” i, an internet stranger, along with pretty much everyone you know, does not get to tell you about how terrible your life is and what a horrible person you are for existing, because you are not a bad person for being overweight. you do not deserve discrimination or mistreatment. even if you’re not actively trying to lose weight. it doesn’t matter. you are a human being like any other and i will fight like hell for you.

i’m not planning on going heavy into eating disorders because a) that’s a triggering topic for me and b) it’s going to muddle the point i’m getting, but since it is a large part of the arguments re. haes, it’s certainly going to come up, so i’d like to list the officially recognized eating disorders.

Anorexia Nervosa (AN)

Bulimia Nervosa (BN)

Binge Eating Disorder (BED)

Other Specified Feeding and Eating Disorder (OSFED)

Pica

Rumination Disorder

Avoidant/Restrictive Food Intake Disorder (ARFID)

Unspecified Feeding or Eating Disorder (UFED)

Other (aka “we are considering making this its own category but for matthew’s purposes it fits into AFRID or UFED well enough because the details aren’t important”)

so yeah. we’ll circle back to this.

section one: haes

haes initially stood for heatlh at every size. that doesn’t really matter anymore because people say healthy at every size now, however, the distinction is important. because.

okay. when i say being obese makes you inherently unhealthy, i am not saying you are having health problems for being overweight. i am saying you have a chronic illness. i have asthma. that makes me inherently unhealthy. i don’t necessarily have an health problems because i am asthmatic, but i have a chronic illness and it certainly would, say, make me more likely to die from covid. that is a fact. saying healthy at every lung functionality would not change that.

but you know, i can still be active and like smell plants and interact in the world like anyone else. i just try to keep my inhaler near by.

so similarly, if you are overweight/obese (i’ve been saying only obese because its less letters so i’m sticking with that), you can, like, live ur best life and take care of your health. you can feel good about your body and eat good food and move and again, i really don’t want anyone reading this to feel that i think everyone who’s obese needs to lose that weight because adults can do whatever they want.

what i’m angry about is that a good thing (encouraging people to make good choices no matter what so they can feel good in their bodies) got turned into a bad thing (telling people they don’t need to change what they’re doing because they’re perfectly healthy).

section two: but what about...?

see my third disclaimer. but as a fast rundown of things i probably won’t talk about in detail later:

the obesity paradox is a specific thing about a specific type of illness in the elderly. it’s also not about obesity, it’s about being slightly overweight. it’s a complicated thing, but it’s not true most of the time

sumo wrestlers have major health problems as soon as they stop exercising like crazy.

did you know there are countries where girls are force fed to become overweight? diet culture goes both ways

if you want to say healthy at every size, you have to mean that every. that means you are not allowed to say shit about underweight people. i’m sorry, is someone you care about wasting away? are they 5′10 and weigh  90 pounds and their hair is falling out because they aren’t eating? i’m sorry, you said people are healthy at every size. you can’t make fun of skinny people. you have to suck it up because you can’t have your cake and eat it too.

section three: self care

a hypothetical that is blindingly obvious to where i’m going: if a small child wants to play with a knife, are you caring for them by giving into it? what if they want to drink some vodka? what if they want to run away from home to live with a stranger in a white van?

i really really hope all those answers are “no, you’re neglecting that child, and also possibly actively harming it.”

so my point is pretty obvious: giving yourself something because you want it does not mean you are caring for yourself.

you know what i want  to do all the time? sleep and rewatch twilight every day. but that makes me feel worse. so even though it’s terrible and i hate it, i have to take care of myself (because there is only one of me that i ever get) and go outside and talk to people and eat something that isn’t popcorn because you need protein to live.

(sorry i tried to keep nutrition out of that but i have to actively seek out sufficient salt and protein due to my campus doing a lot of low sodium food, which is bad when u actually need to eat a good amount of salt to keep ur body working, and also i’m vegetarian. so i’m constantly making myself seek it out.)

that doesn’t mean self care is always supposed to be work, but i mean. i’ve always not really gotten into it. i think because i’m hella depressed and i’ve been depressed long enough i can recognize it as this separate entity when it comes to a lot of the mental stuff. like, why do i feel like everything is meaningless? that’s just the depression.

but i digress, this isn’t about me. [proceeds to talk about me again]

one phrase i like a lot for myself is “bad food makes me feel bad.” now, i’m not a fan of putting moral judgements to food. but this works for me, personally. sure, eating a bunch of ice cream right now is good, but it’s going to suck when my stomach flips the fuck out because of all the sugar. and so it seems quite obvious to me that eating that ice cream is not, in fact, caring for my body.

and i think we’d collectively be a bit better served if we could learn to distinguish between self-care and self-kindness. ask anyone who does caregiving (childcare, nurses, etc): it is hard, often thankless (at least for children they’re devils who don’t realize that their toys will get wrecked if they don’t pick them up) work. you care for them not by doing what they want, but what is best for them.

section four: diet culture

as i’ve already played my hand up above with underweight vs haes, i think it’s kind of obvious that i have strong feelings about underweight not being healthy also. so i just want to take stock of what is and isn’t diet culture, and what i think about it. this is probably the most subjective part of this essay.

things i think are diet culture

people trying ridiculous diets. obviously diet culture in the purest sense. it’s real dumb. you need all the food groups to live. sometimes it’s okay, like cutting out sugar, but i’d say its a net negative

not trying to do lifestyle changes. that’s the sustainable way to lose weight. so. yeah.

weight cycling. actually still up for debate if this is bad. this paper says no, along with a lot of others, but i’m not sitting down and reading through all of them, and all of the ones that say its bad, to offer my opinion. i’m leaning towards “it’s better than nothing,” but we’ll see

a lot of other stuff i’m doing this off the top of my head and trying to avoid issues w eating disorders so.

things i think aren’t diet culture

women being pressured to look a certain way. that’s been going on for a long time. being skinny used to be bad. it’s a fact of the patriarchy.

most things? idk i have this impression that like, anyone exercising or eating healthy is a part of diet culture, when in reality, people just have different lifestyles. (also, again, if you’re going with haes, as in HealthyAES (hyaes?) you can’t call it unhealthy or you’re not respecting that damn E)

in conclusion: diet culture has issues, but the correct response to them is not “fuck you, i’m eating fourteen pounds of sugar.” eat fourteen pounds of sugar because you want to. (also it should be fat because if you really want to stick it to the man you should be eating fat, big sugar is responsible for a huge amount of todays dietary problems, both on the under/overweight side)

section five: discrimination

yeah no fuck people who discriminate about fat people. that’s all i’m just moving along to a transition since i was drifting away from my point about health.

section six: weight stigma

...is not responsible for your health issues. being obese is. accept the consequences of your lifestyle.

well. okay. that’s a little unfair. accept the consequences of not treating your chronic illness. and i feel i’ve probably lost people for calling obesity an illness but that’s the whole point of my post.

just like carrying externally heavy objects hurts your joints, so does carrying a lot of weight inside. fat does not cushion your organs, it kills them. getting rid of weight stigma will not make these issues go away.

the treatment for obesity is eating the number of calories you need to sustain a healthy weight at your current exercise levels. (*please consult with your doctor this is more complicated when you have to lose a lot of weight.)

section seven: cico. or, why your metabolism is fine

your body does not break the laws of thermodynamics. it cannot magically create more energy out of a given amount of calories.

there are issues with calorie counting, yes. i think it’s usually done in an unsustainable way that isn’t teaching people to make decisions, just to do math. it can be hard to get an accurate count.

but you are not a miracle of science. you have not discovered how to create and destroy energy. i’m sorry to be the one to break if to you.

if you don’t believe me, if you’re really sure your metabolism is different, go on and get it tested. tell your doctors. because it’s a major problem if it’s not working right.

similarly, i’m sorry, but if someone is the same height as you and a (very, like, +- 50 pounds) different weight, and neither of you have exisitng health conditions, you are not eating the same things/doing the same exercise. you have not broken the laws of physics.

possibly, one of you have untreated celiacs or something of the ilk meaning your body is actually malfunctioning. but if that’s true, i excluded you already, so shoo. get out of here and play in the sun with the other kids.

if you don’t believe this, there’s not much i can do to convince you. but i encourage you to count your calories for a month. find some tdee calculators. weigh yourself. make sure you count everything, it all goes down. check the math. (you can do any amount of time but a month is what you need for weight to be meaningful imo otherwise you’re just proving weight fluctuates a lot).

section eight: cico. or, why counting calories is not disordered eating

it can sure be a symptom of disordered eating, and it can certainly make disordered eating worse, but it isn’t an eating disorder.

also, assuming you’re not trying to verify the laws of thermodynamics, i don’t think counting every calorie is necessary. i have approximate values (500/meal, and around 300 in snacks), which i try not to go over or under.

yeah. i actually use calorie counting to make sure i’m eating enough in one sitting. some of my medication screws with my apetite and then i only eat like 300 calories and suddenly its like 11 and i need to go to bed but i’m hungry but eating before bed makes me feel terrible and it sucks.

but hey, according to some people, avoiding that is unhealthy.

okay i’m moving on before i get salty because the next section is touchy

section nine: eating disorders.

the three main eating disorders are listed way up there. they’re the first three. AN, BN, BED.

oh, yeah, binge eating? that’s actually disordered eating too. it’s not normal.

i’m not going to elaborate on the point because i absolutely know i can’t do it without getting really fucking angry that people call calorie counting disordered eating, like i haven’t watched a fifth grader eat one meal a day because she’s scared she’s overweight. like i haven’t watched a sixth grader cram food into his mouth until he’s sick because he’s worried he’s not bulky enough for sports. like i haven’t watched an eleventh grader tell me he hasn’t eaten anything since lunch yesterday, but it’s fine, he doesn’t want his mac and cheese anyway, since he needs to lose weight.

you think someone keeping track of some numbers is an eating disorder? then either you’re lucky enough to never have to deal with eating disorders on a personal level, and i’m very happy for you, or you have, and you should maybe reevaluate that.

alright i’m cutting myself off now whoop.

section ten: intuitive eating

you know, much like haes, i want to like this. it fits in with my bad-food-makes-me-feel-bad mentality. i’m angry and tired and hungry because i ate like, a late breakfast/early lunch and now i need to eat again because if i don’t eat every six to eight hours i have a medical condition that makes me feel like shit (an aside: unless you’ve been told by a doctor, you don’t need to eat every 2-3 hours. unless you’re a child or have an applicable medical condition, you can probably eat one meal a day and be firne.)

but much like haes, it now has a meaning i can’t in good consience endorse. i can’t stand for a movement that tells people who acknowledge weight makes their joints hurt that they just need to keep eating until they feel better.

section eleven: conclusion

i have a lot more thoughts but again i’m hungry. i meant to talk more about IE and my problems with it but maybe that will be its own post.

i won’t say i’m happy to talk about this because i can’t promise i am (see: eating disorder issues.), but i will most likely respond to constructive discussion if someone sees this and wants to. i can also provide sources. i hate going, “sources available on request” but i tried to provide some stuff for some of the heavily disputed/i already had a source for it and didn’t have to dig through google scholar to find information that’s been peer reviewed.

and i do sincerely wish everyone, at any size, that they fracture the disconnect between them and their bodies (oop didn’t talk about that either another time then) & that they find peace with who they are, and that they get to live happy & fulfilling lives.

[juvian]

A turn of events - Chapter 11

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Summary : Korimi Lockser always been one of the best students, but one day when her crush decide to come visit his friends more often, including her sister. She decide do to the dumbest thing she’s done in her life… fake being stupid to get is attention.

Disclaimer : A lot of swear words and Fairy tail belong to Hiro Mashima !

Characters : Korimi Lockser (Oc), Minerva Orlando, Yukino Aguria, Rogue Cheney, Sting Eucliffe, Rufus Lore, Orga Nanagear, Sorano (Angel) Aguria, Juvia Lockser, Umi Lockser (Oc), Yukito Lockser (Oc).

Shipping(s) :  Oc x Rogue Cheney.

Genre : High school au, modern au, romance and humour.

Words : 3534

Chapters : Masterlist // Chapter 10 // Epilogue

Chapter 11 

So let’s rewind a bit and let me clarify this. I spent 3 years loving the same boy, I spent 3 weeks lying about the fact that I am not good at math to get close to him and yesterday I discovered that in reality I am not in love with Lyon … And I just realised I may have been in love with my best friend for a while… In what mess did I get myself into? 

Did I know it or I just refused to acknowledge it? I am so confused right now and I don’t know how to react. What am I going to do? Prom is in a couple of hours, I don’t know if I am ready to face him? Do I want to speak to Rogue about it or will I just lie and never tell him? I am good at lying apparently so I could just lie, nobody will know it. But Now that I think about it, that’s probably why our friends were so annoying about the fact that we should be a couple…Oh god, so lying is out of the question. I was going to continue thinking about my problems when I heard a knock on my door.

“Yeah?”

“It’s Juvia? Can I come in?”

“Umm Yeah.”

My sister came in and sat on my bed, looking at me with a smile on her face. She seemed a bit worried, but happy that I don’t look like a mess.

“How is Kori-Chan doing today?”

“Good, I feel better, still confused, but better.”

“What happened yesterday, you can tell Juvia anything you know?”

“I know, but I am a bit shy, you know…” I said, embarrassed. “You know that I had a crush on Lyon right…?” 

“Juvia thinks everybody knows it to be honest.”

I let out a growl, good everybody can read me like an open book, except the one I had a crush on.

“You also know that I had this stupid plan to make me fall in love with him? Well it failed.

“Oh no, did Gray-Sama tell him!” My sister exclaimed, worried. “Juvia told him to not say anything, he was so confused by your behaviour and it was hard to convince him to not tell Lyon.”

“No, that’s not it, but I still hope this idiot didn’t tell him anything! Especially since it’s not true anymore…”

“You just lost Juvia now… What happened?”

“What to do Juvia when you discover after 3 years that you’re not in love with the person you thought you were?”

“Oh Juvia see… You don’t have a crush on Lyon anymore and you feel weird about it.”

“Yes.” I said, looking down. “I saw him with a girl yesterday and it didn’t even bother me, so I thought it was weird, so I questioned myself a lot and…”

“Juvia thinks you were just in love at first and you were confused when the feelings started to fade so you convince yourself that it didn’t…”

“Maybe also to convince myself that I wasn’t in love with my best friend…?”

“You mean…?”

“I think? I am not sure, but for a while I’ve been feeling weird around him and when…”

Before I could continue what I was going to say my sisters started squealing like crazy and took me in her arms. I was really confused now, why is she acting like this?

“Juvia is so happy to hear that!”

“Why?! Why are you so happy to know that I may be in love with Rogue?!”

“To be honest Juvia always thought you'd make a great couple! And Juvia also knows that Lyon has a crush on someone…But she didn’t want to make you sad so she didn’t say anything!”

Oh…My sister knew that I didn’t have a chance, but didn’t tell me because she hates seeing me sad , she’ll do anything for me to be happy. I should be mad, but I can’t.

“Oh….”

“I hope you are not mad at Juvia, Lyon was making you happy I didn’t want to tell you and…”

“I know Ju, I’m not mad, it’s okay.” I smiled. “Sure, if I knew I wouldn’t have done this, but you didn’t want to make me sad, you are a good sister I can’t say nothing against that.”

My sister smiled at me, came to lay with me on my bed and took my hand to reassure me. 

“So what is Kori-Chan going to do now?”

“I am not sure if I should tell him, if I am not 100% sure, he is my best friend. I don’t want to screw this up if I am wrong.”

“You are not wrong, Juvia knows it.” She smiled at me. “And she is sure that even if in the end you are wrong, that Rogue will still be there no matter what.”

“You are right but still…”

“No but, now you have to get up off this bed, your friend will probably come soon to get ready for prom and I am sure you don’t want them to question you to death if they see you like this.” Juvia laughed, getting up and offering me her hand.

I took it and at the same moment my feet touched the ground we heard the bell ringing. Probably the girls.

“Speaking of the devil, here they come.” Juvia said, laughing. “Now come we have to get you ready for the best night of your life!”

I smiled at her and followed her to the first floor. Now I will really have to decide what I am going to do, confess tonight or not.

***

“Go! Go! Go! We got work to do, girls!” Minerva said, pushing me towards the stairs, immediately after I opened the door.

“Are you just going to push me and order me around in my own house?!”

“Yes, I will.”

I groaned and let Minerva push me towards the stairs. I went to my room, my friends following me, where we would prepare ourselves for prom. My sister followed too, she will never let the girls dress me up without her. Sorano also insisted on being there for Yukino. So we were 5 girls in a room, it was a bit of a mess.

“Korimi, now come sit here!” Minerva yelled, in front of the mirror.

“Why am I first?” I groaned.

“Because I decided you would, now come sit here.”

I sat on the chair like Minerva told me to and I prepared for the worst, but my sister came to save me.

“Minerva would you mind I take care of Korimi?” 

“No, go ahead, I’ll just watch to be sure you’re doing it correctly.”

My sister laughed and thanked her. She started brushing my hair and I started to relax, but sadly it didn’t last long.

“So Kori, what happened with Lyon did you confess?” Minerva asked, looking through her makeup bag.

“No I didn’t.”

“And what’s your excuse now?”

“I just realise that I was stupid and prefered to have him as a friend.” I said half lying and rolling my eyes.

“He was with a girl weren’t he?”

“Yeah, but for real I realised that I wasn’t in love like a thought.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Yukino asked, with an apologetic smile.

“No it’s okay thank you, I don’t really want to think about it, for now.”

To my surprise Minerva didn’t continue the conversation and continued to observe my sister work with my hair.

“So Korimi what do you want Juvia to do with your hair?”

“I don’t want it curly, but I want it wavy!”

Juvia executed herself and after some time we heard Minerva’s phone ring and she groaned.

“What does he fucking want.” She murmured to herself before answering. “I told you to not fucking call me idiot, how do you want me to tell you this time? With my foot up your ass?!”

Just the way she’s talking, I am guessing Sting is the one calling her right now.

“Sting… No! You can’t see the girls until tonight, stop calling me!”

What was I saying, only Sting can be answered with violence like this. I saw Minerva close her eyes and groaned again before pressing a button on her phone. 

“I did it, are you happy now?”

“Yes! Hi girls!”

“Oh, hi Sting!” We said in unison.

“I’m with the guys right now, I wanted to video chat with you, but Minerva won’t let me, so let’s talk like this.”

“Why thought? We are occupied, Sting.” I said, and heard him fake crying.

“But I want to talk to you, it’s that too much to ask?”

“Yes it is!” I said, in unison with Minerva.”

“But!”

“Sting, leave them alone, they have better things to do than talking to you.”  I heard Rogue say and I felt the blood reaching my cheeks, I hope nobody saw it.

“Listen to your brother Sting, we gotta be pretty for tonight, bye.” Minerva, said while hanging up on him.

Poor Sting we’re worse than bullies. Juvia continued to style my hair and when she finished it was makeup time. I asked her to go as less makeup as possible, I was not into makeup that much. When she was finished it was time for Yukino to get torture by her sister, who was trying to convince her to do a sexy look, when Yukino only want to look cute like always. Yukino won in the end because Minerva threatened Sorano to take her place if she didn't want to do what our friend wanted. When the older girl finished, me and Yukino took care of Minerva, our friend opted for a dark makeup look with red lipstick, she straightened her hair and did space buns on her head like she usually does.

“Now the dress!” Minerva looked at us with a serious face. “Now the real  torture begin.” 

***

It was now the moment I was afraid of. The Boys would be here in any minutes for prom and I was stressing out. I still didn’t know how to react to Rogue and I was going to see him soon. I know, I should just act like I always do, I mean nothing changed,  so why am I so afraid?

The bell rang and my mom went to get it while we were finishing the important details of our dresses and everything.

“You are such handsome boys, look at yourself! Yukito come see them!” I heard my mom say.

“We should get down now, the boys are here.”

“We can take our time girls, I am honestly not excited to see Sting.”

“Stop being so mean to my date Minerva.” Yukino said, laughing.

We laugh and leave my room followed by Juvia and Sorano. When we appeared on the top of the stairs it didn’t take long for the guys to see us and they started shouting excitedly, except for Rogue who just smiled. My mom was right, they were really handsome in suits.

“The girls are here!” Sting shouteed, excited. “My friends are the prettiest girls in the world, look at them!” He continued and gained a glare from my dad.

“Yeah for once you don’t look like shit Sting.”

“Why do you hate me so much Minerva! What did I ever do to you!”

“Existing.”

Sting fake cried again, while everybody laughed. Yukino joined him and gave him a hug, for which Sting looked at Minerva smirking. He’s dead later that’s for sure.

“You’re beautiful Korimi.” I heard Rogue say.

I almost forgot about him. I looked at him and blushed. How was I supposed to survive the night if my best friend looked that hot?! God help me.

“Y-you are handsome too Rogue, thank you.”

He smiled and gave me his hand and I took it with pleasure. We watched Minerva and Sting fighting. My parents and the girls were laughing. I let go of Rogue’s hand and went to see my parents. 

“Oh Korimi, you are so beautiful darling.” My mom told me, smiling. I could see her eyes sparkle, because tears were threatening to fall, same for my dad.

“Your mom’s right Korimi, you are really beautiful.” He said. “I rented a limousine for you and your friends since there’s too much of you for my car, it’s waiting outside.”

“Thank you dad, you should’t have.” I said, laughing and hugging them.

I looked at Juvia, who were waiting for me with her arms wide open. I went to her immediately and hugged her with all I had.

“I hope Kori-Chan and her friend will have fun tonight.” She said. “And good luck with Rogue.”

“Thank you Ju, I love you.” I said, smiling.

“Juvia loves you too.”

“Are you coming Kori? We’re going!” Orga yelled, everyone waiting by the door.

“Yeah I’m coming! Thank you Ju, mom and dad!”

“Thank you, Miss and Mister Lockser!”

***

When we arrived the music was really loud, tables were placed a bit everywhere and in the center, they keep a big space for everybody to dance like they wanted, it’s prom after all we are here to dance. We sat at a table and waited until it was time to eat. The food was delicious, the principal did a great job finding the chef, even if I believe it was Mister Yajima… Anyway. We stayed a bit and soon after Minerva insisted that we get up and dance. Rufus and Orga followed her immediately, Sting convinced Yukino to follow too. For me, I didn’t feel like going yet, I was still nervous. Rogue looked at me, I knew he didn’t want to dance, but he probably found it weird that I was still at the table and not trying to convince him to dance.

“You’re not trying to make dance Kori? You really want to wait until Minerva forces you?” He said, laughing.

“I want to sit a bit longer, I feel weird.”

“Are you okay? Is it Lyon again or what you ate?” He asked, worried.

“Neither of those, I am just sad it’s already prom, I would say, time flies.”

Rogue gave me a reassuring smile and stood up. He gave me his hand and I looked at it confused.

“Come here, If we don’t get up Minerva will find a way to make us.” He said, smirking. “And if you are sad about school ending, better enjoy this night to its fullest.”

I smiled at him, took his hand and followed him to the dance floor. We joined our friends who had disappeared in the middle of the dance floor. Yukino tried to follow Sting, who was actually a good dancer, Minerva was dancing with Rufus and Orga. Our tall friend also tried singing, but Minerva hit him, nobody wanted to hear Orga sing to be honest… After a couple of seconds Yukino noticed us and told the others we were there.

“Finally you are! I was starting to think I had to drag you here myself.”

“Sorry Mimi, I wanted to sit a bit more, but we are here now!”

“Now the party can start for real! Orga yelled putting his fist in the air and the others followed.

***

We danced for a couple of hours before someone came to make an announcement. She took the mic on the stage and asked us to stay quiet for a moment, so everybody went to their table and sit so we could listen to her.

“Hi everybody! Are you having fun?” She asked and everybody shouted. “Good! I want to take a minute of your attention to make the announcement everybody has been waiting for, the prom queen and king!”

Everybody became excited and you could hear everybody chatting and make predictions about who would be the prom queen and king. I heard a couple of my friend's names here and there and even my own, which I didn’t understand, because I don’t think anyone will name me queen of anything. The girl asked us to keep quiet again and start her announcement.

“So with the student’s votes the prom king is…Rogue Cheney! Come take your crown.”

We all looked at Rogue with confusion on our face especially me. But I saw in the corner of my eyes Minerva smirking, oh no she didn’t…. 

Sting was laughing so hard he almost fell while Rogue got up off his seat looking at me with shock and confusion on his face and went in front to get the crown. I am pretty sure Minerva walked around school and paid people to vote for me and Rogue, I hate her. Please don’t call my name! But if I am not named Queen that means another girl will have to slow dance with Rogue…. Okay no! Please call my name!

“And our prom queen is… Korimi Lockser! Congratulations to you two!”

My friends shouted and Orga pushed me gently out of my chair when he saw I was too shocked to get up. I saw Minerva laughing and I glared at her.

“Don’t look so shocked sweetie go get your crown!”

“Minerva Orlando, I will kill you.”

“I will be happy to see you try, now go join your king!”

I glared at her one last time and went to the front too. I looked at Rogue with a blush on my face before accepting my crown and let the girl put it on my head. When it was done, I took my place beside Rogue and the girl took the mic for the last time.

“Now the prom queen and king will open the slow dance for us and we will join them a bit after the start of the song, thank you so much for being here, I hope you have fun and congratulations again to them !”

Rogue took my hand and made me follow him to the center of the room. The attention on us was making me even more nervous than I already was and all I wanted was to hide somewhere nobody would see me. The song started playing and we started dancing, since Rogue was not really a good dancer, I had to take the lead which made it worse. After a moment, people started to join us and I started to relax a bit.

“You’re tense, you should relax.”

“I know but it feels weird being the center of attention like this.”

“It’s Minerva’s fault isn’t it? Probably Sting too.”

“Yeah… I saw her smirking, everybody looked shocked when they heard your name except her, she probably organised all this.”

“And I am happy she did honestly.” He said and I saw the serious look on his face. “It’s giving me the courage I didn’t really have.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“What I am trying to say is that…I like you Korimi.” 

Oh. My. God. Did me… Did I hear this right? Did he just say that he liked me?! I could see that he was getting nervous, probably because of my shocked face right now. I was probably scaring him more than I should.

“You…You say what?”

“You heard it right, I like you.” He repeated, himself nervously. “In fact I’ve liked you since I met you, but I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, so I preferred to stay friends, better than not be with you at all.” He took a breath before continuing. “And there was Lyon, you liked him so I didn’t know what to do. Before you ask, no, the fact that you don’t like him anymore didn’t make me take this decision, in fact I decided months ago to confess to you tonight, Lyon or not. Time flies and I was scared I wouldn’t have another occasion to tell you this so. So yeah, I like you, no I love you Korimi and I mean it.”

I honestly I didn’t know how to react, my best friend just confessed to me that he was in love with me for years and since I was stupid I never noticed. I was so shocked that I stopped moving, which worried him, I could see it and I felt bad. I didn’t know what to say so I did the best thing I could do right now… I kissed him. Yeah... I kissed him... It didn’t take long for him to kiss back and honestly it felt so right. All my worries disappeared in an instant, it felt like all my life I was destined to be there. Why did it took me so long to see it? We broke the kiss after a while and looked at each other's eyes.

“I don’t know what to say…”

“It’s okay, I think the kiss was enough for me to understand.” He said, laughing at me and I looked at the floor, embarrassed. “Well I hope, it meant something.”

“Yes! You looked scared, I didn’t want you to think I didn’t feel the same, because I do.” I said. “I realised it yesterday, but I still do.”

Rogue laughed and kissed me again. I had nothing to be scared about in the end, everything worked perfectly.

[maryellencarter]

Queer asks copied from @corelliaxdreaming :

1. Is your family accepting? -- Hah. No. My bio-family is not accepting at allllll, so I went and got myself an internet family instead.

2. What is your sexuality? -- Weird. The strongest part of my identity is Aromantic. I seem to be pretty much allosexual, maybe bisexual; most of the people I find myself attracted to are men within a fairly specific category (physically fit to muscular, at least as competent as me, kind, and often a bit dorky; I also have a weakness for clever hands and sexy voices), but the women I'm attracted to cover a much broader range of appearances and personalities. I fall pretty much in the category of the one Tumblr post that said something like "Being bisexual means you're attracted to three specific fictional men and all women", even though the attraction to men... feels... more attraction-y? I'm still really struggling to figure that difference out.

3. What is your gender identity? -- Sort of genderfluid, sort of genderqueer, sort of maybe agnostically agender? I used to ID really strongly as a trans man, and then after a year or so of being accepted, I found myself turning female. I bounced back and forth for a lot of years but seem to have settled down at a point where it doesn't especially matter to me most of the time. Which is a lot more comfortable than hurtling around to different points on the gender spectrum without warning.

4. Favorite color? -- Blue. Royal blue, mostly. That really deep sky blue you get sometimes during the fall. A bunch of really bright colors.

5. When did you find out your sexuality? -- Oh, it's been a process. For a long time I identified as asexual. It took me years to figure out I was actually romance-repulsed, and more years to figure out I had any attraction to women. I'm still sort of confused by that part. Like I mostly just want to look at them being pretty, but I also definitely want to look at their boobs? Maybe touch some boobs? I'm honestly not sure.

6. What do you wish you could tell your past self? -- Oh lord. Sexuality and gender wise? I'm not sure young me could have been hurried along the process of self discovery. I'd really like to tell her she was being abused and gaslighted and that she needed to take her great-aunt's offer of a free ride and major in geology *before* she broke her health, and maybe also tell her she needed a CPAP machine, but she might just think I was a temptation of the Devil. Also I'm not sure if the CPAP machine was an option before Obamacare. Or the psych meds she needed, either.

7. Have you changed labels since realizing you were queer? -- Oh yeah, all over the place. Asexual, trans, genderqueer, biromantic (for about a week), aromantic allosexual bisexual maybe pansexual... some people apparently even count PCOS as an intersex condition, since I have a lot more beard and chest hair than is normal for perisex women, to the point that I always have to explain to a new doctor that I'm not in fact on testosterone, my body just does that. I've never quite felt right claiming the intersex label, but I've tried on a lot of others. I think my header may still say "queer on every conceivable axis".

8. How was your day? -- Um. I got stuck wandering Cracked.com for most of it. Then I drove up to check out my pulmonologist's office, which doesn't *say* they're closed for the pandemic, so I guess I'll go up again on Thursday and poke them about whether my appointment still exists. Then I went and wandered around a very large very dead mall on that side of town, hatched a bunch of pokeymans, then came home and ate some split pea soup.

9. Do you have any queer friends irl? -- I don't have *any* friends irl, and it's kicking my ass. I have like one or two coworkers I could hypothetically hang out with outside of work if we weren't so all-fired busy. But if we're talking "friends I have seen irl at some point", I'm pretty sure they're all queer. They might also be limited to @tigerkat24 and one other person who doesn't use Tumblr, I'm not sure.

10. What's your favorite hobby? -- Probably knitting. It's soft and squishy and brightly colored, and it can be as brainless or as complex as I could possibly want.

11. Who's the best queer icon in your opinion? -- I honestly don't have an opinion. I've always been too far outside the community to figure out whomst the options were.

12. Which pride flags do you like the most design / color wise? -- Pansexual. I'd probably have a lot more pride merch if I IDed as pan, but it just never feels like it fits quite right.

13. Do you wish you could change any pride flags? -- YES. The aro flag is the exact same colors as the agender flag, just in a different arrangement, and it pisses me off because you can't distinguish aro merch from agender merch unless it's specifically flag shaped / has the stripe arrangement. I liked the yellow/orange/green/black aro flag, I found it much more cheerful, but apparently it was too similar to something Rastafarian. But you can't find alloaro flag merch at *all*, even though it has the green and yellow, which I like.

14. Are you openly out? -- Can't really help it, since I legally changed my name to a distinctively masculine one back in the day, and I do not remotely pass as male. So anybody who both sees or hears me and knows my legal name, knows there's *something* queerish going on. (I go by a gender neutral name these days, but haven't yet been arsed to change it legally because it's an entire hassle and a half.)

15. Are you comfortable with yourself? -- Mneh. I'm not *un*comfortable with my gender and sexuality, particularly. Sometimes I wish I could pass as male, sometimes I wish I could have cute cleavage. Sometimes I tie myself in knots with my feelings about women.

16. Do you experience dysphoria? -- I used to, very strongly. It hasn't been very aggressive lately.

17. Bottom, top, or verse? -- *shrugs* I guess I'd be a switch or "verse" because I'm down for whatever.

18. Are you femme, butch, or neither? -- I swing wildly between wishing to present Extremely Butch in a lumberjack style, which is impractical in the Southwest, or wishing to present Extremely Femme but being unable to do so, and tying myself in knots over the inability. (I can't wear femmey shoes due to my stupid feet, I can't have pierced ears as they get infected and the one pair of nice lightweight handcrafted earrings I paid $50 for is gone with the rest of my shit, I'm too lorge to find any nice dresses or be able to like try on prom dresses and stuff, I have a tendency to break jewelry as I'm extremely rough on my possessions... etc.) In practice my gender presentation is Fat Slob. :P

19. Do you bind? -- Not technically, but I do wear cheap sports bras which tend to flatten rather than lift or shape.

20. Do you shave? -- Only by necessity. I shave my face when I remember, because my beard looks extremely douchey and rather like pubes. Occasionally I shave my cleavage if I'm trying to present femmey. I pretty much never shave anything else unless the hair is getting Smelly.

21. If you could date anyone you wanted, who would it be? -- Um. Good question. The thing is, I am fairly strongly romance-repulsed, but I do want and enjoy queerplatonic relationships, so I would draw a distinction here between "dating" someone and being "in a relationship" with them.

22. Are you in a relationship? -- Yes, in fact.

23. Describe your partner. -- @camshaft22 . Um. She's very much the Hobbie to my Wes. She's very snarky and dies a lot and I love her very much.

24. Have you ever dated anyone of the same gender? -- Given that we're both genderfluid, I would say I'm in a relationship with someone of the same gender, yes.

25. Dated anyone of another gender? -- I've never dated or been in a relationship with anyone else, so I guess the answer is no.

26. Tell me a random fact about yourself! -- I always use this one, but I once lived in four different states (mostly non-contiguous) within a calendar month.

27. Do you own any pride flags / merch? -- No. I used to have a whole-ass collection that I added to every Pride, and then I lost all my damn shit and haven't had the heart to start looking again. Well, I have a rainbow necklace Kat sent me which is pretty nice. Can't wear it till my damn sunburn heals, though. :P

28. Have you ever been to a pride parade? -- Yes, when I lived in Bisbee. They have quite an excellent Pride which draws people from as far off as Denver.

29. Any advice to someone who isn't out or is exploring themselves? -- Take your time. It's okay if things change. You don't have to solve yourself all at once. It's more important to find people who will accept whoever you turn out to be.

30. Pineapple on pizza? -- I've honestly never tried it. Part of me feels like I should, in order to develop an opinion, and part of me feels like I'm just as happy being outside of that particular debate.

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