#the fact the lights went out is kinda nuts

[yifftwiceplz]

sitting here in the dark like some chud loser

[starkeyisthelastname]

dealer!rafe getting road head from his girl after he took her shopping 😏???

well it’s the least you could do after he spoils you so much 😉

You were happy as can be, sitting pretty in the passenger seat of the luxury car Rafe drove. The trunk and some of the back seat were filled shopping sacks, after a long day at the high end mall he had taken you to. Your eyes couldn’t help but travel over to your handsome man, always admiring how good he looked. Light scruff that was shaped up to fit his buzzcut, gold chain that rested against the neck of the clean white t-shirt he wore and jeans hugging his long legs. He was just so sexy to look at and so so good to you.

“Pretty girl, w-what are you doing?” Rafe asked, looking down to see your sparkly acrylics unbuttoning his jeans. He looked back up towards the road, hearing the audible noise of his zipper being pulled down.

You hummed, reaching your petite hand into the waistband of his black Tom Ford boxers to pull out his hardening length. “Just showing daddy how appreciative I am.” You said, leaning your head down to slowly wrap your glossy lips around the pink tip. Rafe let out a small groan, his stunning blue eyes meeting yours for a brief second to watch you take him further down.

“Shit.. lookin so fuckin pretty taking daddy’s dick down your throat.” Rafe mumbled, removing his right hand from the steering wheel to place on the back of your head. He looked back up at the road, trying to focus on his driving, but that was becoming difficult the further down you went.

You gagged around his length, trying to fit him all in your mouth which was nearly impossible with the kind of dick this man had. You pulled back, a string of spit hanging from your lips as you looked up at him with big eyes, his own looking at you for a split second. Any girl from his past, he would have laughed and shoved their head back down, not even caring about how big he was or how much they gagged. You being his beautiful queen though, had him praising you to make you feel more encouraged.

“Relax your throat for me baby, you can do it. God, you are so fucking beautiful.” Rafe told you, guiding your head back down gently.

You slowly wrapped your lips around his thick shaft again, bobbing your head up and down as you slobbered around his massive length like a good girl. You took his advice, relaxing your throat and breathing through your nose as you inched your way down.

“Oh fuck, mama…yeah that’s that shit I like.” Rafe groaned, the view below him a beautiful one as your nose rested against his lower abdomen as you had successfully managed to take him down your throat. The fact that you listened to him so well, had his balls aching for release, especially when you pulled back only to get more sloppy.

“You are gonna make daddy nut quick, if you keep that shit up.” Rafe’s sexy voice drawled out, hand gripping the steering wheel tight. Fuck, is the kinda of royal treatment he gets for spoiling you, just because you are pretty?

(Yes daddy it sure is. 👅)

[brn-t]

Thermotropism

TAGS:

eyy where my plant fuckers at? 👀🌱🌿 you can read it on AO3 here

I don’t think I should have taken this plant home…

Like, when I saw it baking in the sun in that alley outside my building, it’d looked like it had a lot of potential! It was all shriveled but the leaves branched out from a thick basal stem like a monstera almost and there were these bright red blotches on its roots that looked super cool!

When I brought it in (heavy!!) I could tell just by looking how root bound it was, so I popped it out of it’s cheap decorative planter (poor thing was probably never repotted) and yup, there were more roots than dirt.

I had no idea what the hell it was. Inatural had no frickin clue. It looked like a tropical plant with it’s broad green leaves and knobbly aerial roots, but the ground roots were so thick they looked like tubers!! 

I have to admit I was fascinated, but I should have gotten rid of it then…

It spent uh, a couple weeks underneath my shitty little plant light, the one in my room. I was quarantining it in there until I knew it didn’t have any critters on it, but it seemed happy with its repotting and daily soakings for the most part.

The thing really liked water

Like, I started off watering it once a week, and it did perk up, but it didn’t really change much until I started dousing it every morning before work.

And man when it started goin off, it really went off.

It seemed like every time I came home it had sent out a new aerial root or new leaf! The thing was voluptuous as hell! When it got too big for my pathetic little plant light I moved it to the window sill next to my bed. 

It was kinda nice! Like a natural blind or something once it got its runners going up the screen.

I didn’t mind, it was always hot as hell in my little apartment and my landlord couldn’t be arsed to install an AC. I just had to be careful not to accidentally crawl over the little shoots it was sending out all over when I got into bed.

I guess where I fucked up is when I found out about.. its uh.. nutrient preferences

I swear it was a complete accident the first time!! 

I had just gotten home from another 10 hr day and I was tired and smelly and needed to jerk off pronto. I hosed myself down and threw myself into bed, still steaming from trying to scrub off the smell of fried food from my skin, and cracked open my laptop.

Now, fun fact, there's this thing that plants do where they move towards things. Most of the time its towards light, but they can also be attracted to heat! It’s called thermotropism. So I dunno if it was the heat from my ancient laptop or the steam off my skin, but just as I'm about to nut I feel something brush against the head of my dick.

It took me so much by surprise that I came right there, frickin coating a leaf in my jizz. The thing had turned completely around from facing the window above my bed to nearly touching me with its broad soft leaf.

Even for a tropical plant that’s shockingly mobile.

So I cleaned it off as best I could but I guess some of my spunk got absorbed into the soil, I dunno, I passed out shortly after that. I didn’t wake up until nearly nine o clock the next morning because the room was still completely dark thanks to the density of the wall of leaves covering my window. The plant had frickin doubled in size and the terracotta pot I had repotted it in had some fresh cracks in it where the aerial roots were exploding out through.

I didn’t have time to freak out about it since I was once again late to work, but I gotta admit, I was digging the jumanjI vibes it brought to my otherwise very dull room 

So.. I may have started jerking off into it every night?

What! It’s like, natural fertilizer, or whatever!! And the plant seemed to like it? 

I even got it to flower!! It started putting out these crazy flower stalks that closed up during the day but unfurled at night giving off this crazy floral fragrant scent.

It made me remember being a kid and running around in the woods behind my stepdads rental cabin, so I let it keep spreading.

I realize now, this was not the smartest idea, but fuck it, my landlord all but explicitly told me I wasn’t getting the deposit back unless I sued him for it so when it started putting its roots into the drywall, I let it.

It was nice honestly, coming home after seeing nothing but concrete grey for hours and then throwing myself into my little tropical nest. And the smell of the flowers really set the mood when I was jerkin it.

Embarrassingly I think my mind started associating the smell with orgasm because I swear I walked past a florist shop the other day and had to walk bowlegged to the 7D train.

The trouble really started when it started sending its roots in my direction .

Now, I ain’t proud of it, but I more often than not just sleep on a bare mattress. Its got one of those memory foam layers on top and I just couldn’t be bothered to put a fitted sheet on it half the time.

So when I started feeling a bump underneath me as I lay in bed, I just thought it was like, a sock  or something that had gotten shoved underneath there, nbd, until that night… 

I was feeling particularly pent up and kept grinding my ass against that spot on the mattress. I don’t know why I did it, I just wanted more friction and the blooms on the ceiling above me were gettin me wound up with their heavy fragrance. Anyway, it feels like there's a soft tear below me and suddenly something hard and Wide and cold is pressing right against my gooch.

I kinda jump (because it’s cold!!) and look down to find that the frickin plant has grown into the mattress !!

And it was a fat root too, no idea how I didn’t notice it more earlier.

It was kindof freaky to be honest how fast it had grown, the thing really must have liked my semen, but at that point with how humid the room was and how dizzy the flowers were making me feel… I went with it.

 I ground my ass into it and when the thick ridge popped in past my ring I swear I came harder than I ever have in my life dude

I felt like I blacked out a little at the end there because the next thing I knew, it was morning and I'm absolutely painted in my own cum. I guess at this point I should have realized what was going on but I think the pollen those flowers were putting out were scrambling my brains a little. When I woke up, there was a network of thin bright red roots crisscrossing my body, sending out these feathery little things, absorbing the frankly ludicrous amounts of cum I had shot out last night. They pulled at my skin a little as I tore them off but part of me was still a little horny. So I cleared them away and and pulled out my phone.

Fuck it, right? It was my day off and I had no responsibilities that day anyway.

I just rolled over and started going to town on my morning wood.

My ass twitched around something and that's when I noticed...

The fuckin root was still in my ass from last night!!!

I'm trying to use one hand to milk my dick while the other one shoots down in between my legs and sure enough, that fuckin root had buried itself who knows how deep! I tried in vain to pull the thing out, but it was rooted in the mattress after all and didn’t budge. So, humiliatingly, I had to pull myself off of it.

I have to admit, I came a little just from feeling how much of it was inside of me, there was a good 7 inches of thick knobby root dragged out of me, grinding against my prostate as I pulled myself off of it.

I just lay there breathless, staring at the root, sticking straight up out out of my mattress now that it was no longer buried in my ass. My inner walls twitched and contracted, trying to close around the space it had carved out in me.

I guess I still had some sense then because I did actually prune the plant after that

I pulled the root out of my ruined mattress and trimmed all the stalks and roots near my bed. I started jerking off in the bathroom and yea the leaves wilted a bit but that was too much for me, you know?

Well, I don’t know if plants can get pissed but I must have pissed this one off because it responded to me suddenly not “fertilizing” it by sending out these little sticky climbers that got everywhere.

I woke up one morning to the fuckers wrapped around my tiny nipples. I went to sit up and yelped because they got yanked by the fuckin things, pulling my chest to the side. I tried to pull it off as delicately as I could, but the thin stems snapped in half, bleeding a reddish sort of liquid all over my chest!

It sort of burned but I just yelled at the plant, wiped it off and got dressed for work.

Now, I don’t know if I was allergic or something, but for the rest of that day my nipples stayed hard and puffy, poking out visibly from underneath my thin uniform shirt and earning more than a few snickers from the girls up front.

Good thing I had a vacation week coming up.

It had been asked for months in advance, and was the first one I’d had in a decade. I was supposed to drive out to the lake across the state to hang with a buddy of mine at his parents bougie lake house. Well, that night was the night before I was due to head out, and I went to bed in my travel clothes so I could just pop out of bed in the morning. Not wanting to ruin my clothes, I watered the Plant like usual and saved the jerking for when I got to my buddies place.

I was just on the edge of unconsciousness when I felt something moving up my shirt sleeve. I couldn’t tell if I was dreaming it or not so I just laid there, feeling the thing slowly snake its way up to my chest, resting on the sensitive swollen bud there 

I only really tried to react when I felt a second tendril branch out from the first and start oozing that same irritating sap over my OTHER nipple!

Groggily I straightened up, falling for the same headphones on the doorknob trap as last time, but this time it felt a lot better.

My nips hadn't really gone down since that last time so when they got yanked I thought a yelp of pain was what was gonna come out of my mouth, so imagine my surprise when a full bodied moan slipped out instead.

I immediately got super red in the face and yanked off my shirt.

This, unfortunately, snapped the thin tendrils stem, causing it to bleed more of its spicy sap all along my side and chest as I shucked off my shirt.

It left an angry red trail of raised sensitive skin, swelling my nipples far beyond what was normal, and they stuck out of my chest like two puffy toilet plungers out from my swelling pecs.

I tried to pull the tendrils off of them but they were too tight and my nipples were too big now.

I looked up from groping my chest to see how many of the plant’s flowers had opened up above me, showering me in who knows what.

I couldn’t take it anymore, I was openmouth panting, inhaling the perfume and palming my shorts which had at some point started to fill out. I ripped my shorts off too, and only after a few strokes realized how deeply I had just fucked up

If you guessed “that idiot just smeared a sap he’s clearly allergic to all over the most sensitive part of his body” you would be correct...

I was howling in pain as it started to burn, but after a minute or two I was thrusting into the air and moaning like a whore, the fire had turned into an electric storm of pleasure.

My dick was swelling way past normal hardness and I could only continue to try and fuck the hell out of my hand.

It was entirely too humid in that room, everything felt wet and sticky, so when I came finally, I barely even felt it on me

I screamed so loud the neighbors probably thought I was dying I probably did die a little... I think I shot into my own mouth at one point??  I collapsed immediately after, and when I woke in the morning, the whole plant looked shiny and glossy, like it was gloating over the fact it’d gotten me to come for it yet again.

I know it was just a plant but I got mad

I jumped out of bed, completely ignoring the tendrils still wrapped around my nips, put a thick jacket over my shirt and left the room with my suitcase while flipping it the bird.

I felt bad that I would be gone for a week but I’d set it up with a slow release watering pitcher, so I figured it’d be fine without me.

What I didn’t plan on was how I would do without it.

What should have been a great vacation turned into the worst case of blueballs seen this side of the Mississippi.

Not only did my nipples constantly pulse and throb against the tendrils, but I found out later when I went to go use the bathroom that one had slipped around the base of my dick as well, which had also refused to recede back to its normal size. The woody chord was a bit thicker and it wrapped around the base and balls, completely blocking any and all attempts to even get hard.

So instead of focusing on the boat ride or my friends stupid alcohol choices, I was stuck in a constant struggle of being aroused by my throbbing nipples and being unable to address it at all. I was actually filled with relief when the final day came and I was saying goodbye to my hosts.

I flew home after that in my tiny little beater car, shifting uncomfortably at my seatbelt rubbing directly against my chest. I practically kicked the door in, shedding all my clothes in a line to my bedroom and threw myself into bed.

I yelped when I landed on several thick somethings beneath my body creak under my weight, poking me through the thin layer of foam.

The Plant was the worst I’d seen it since I brought it home, with several dead leaves deposited on the bed and an explosion of fuzzy white runners running the length of that bedroom wall.

The roots jabbed into me like it had planned this.

“Ow!” I’d said, “ I'm sorry ok? I just needed a break!”

As a response, I watched a giant cream white flower slowly expand and burst open, sending a shower of shimmery yellow pollen floating down directly over my face.

Things uh, got a little out of hand after that…

The tendrils had finally loosened enough around my dick to where I could pull them off but that just led to all my pent up semen literally dumping into my balls as soon as the tie was removed. I moaned as I could physically feel them growing heavier as a weeks worth of pent up jizz dropped into my balls. They felt like leaden weights.

It was almost painful how quickly I got hard, and it didn’t take more than a stroke or two before I was yelling and releasing said load all over myself and the plant.

You could visibly see it perk up, opening up more buds, showering me with pollen and dusting the bed. The two substances got mixed by my frantic motions and soon I was lightly cheeto dusted with the stuff,

My skin was on fire but it also.. uh, felt really good somehow... So once the high of the first orgasm died down, it wasn't long before I was rarin to go for a second round.

I palmed my recovering erection and was just about fully hard when I felt it.

Again, at my ass!! Was one of the plant’s thick basal roots!! Except this one looked a little weird..

First off it was tremendously thick, about the width of my wrist, and secondly it was covered in all these little backwards facing ridges, like a drywall sink

Man, I don’t know what wires go crossed but between the way my ass was twitching and the pollen I was huffing, I put my ass right against that thing

It must have reacted to my bodyheat because it felt like as I was pressing down on it, the thing was pushing into me as well.

It was intense, there was no give to its turgid walls, so I had to stretch myself out around it to get it past my ring.

Once it was properly seated inside me I started going to town on my dick, which at this point was leaking like my kitchen sink maintenance had refused to address for weeks.

I swear I could feel the root get deeper and deeper inside me as I jerked and spasmed around it I was panting and moaning like a bitch, I can’t believe how horny I was

at some point I felt something at my mouth and wouldn’t you know it, an equally thick tuber had been drawn to my hot breath and was poking at the corner of my lips

I was way past the point of rational thoughts at that point, I just leaned forward and let it creep into my mouth.

The further it got the hotter I felt. My tongue swiped across the underside and that’s when I tasted something sweet

Was this root leaking sap??

Turns out the itchy nectar tasted amazing so I ended up suckling it as I frantically jerked my dick. The root inside my ass had reached my prostate at that point and thats when things got really hazy for me.

I remember exploding all over myself, I would have been screaming if not for the thick root tunneling its way down my throat

I was jerking and spasming to the best of my ability but the roots were getting a little out of control, they were budding from the base of the main roots and expanding all over my body, and every couple of inches they would plant a sticky little node like a command strip onto my skin and keep going, until I could barely move.

The only part that hadn’t been covered was my right arm, which was moving too fast jerking myself off for the tendrils to colonize.

The root in my mouth seemed to expand further, and suddenly I realized that I could still breath despite it feeling like it had reached my guts almost.

My tongue felt a small hole on the underside and sure enough, I could breath just fine.

Good thing too because that’s when I noticed the two thinner roots making their way up my nose, expanding into my nostrils and plugging them completely.

The root in my ass must have had the same idea...

At this point I was slowly starting to realize, like, “oh shit, I really can’t move” and started trying to pull things off of me to escape bu t I honestly couldn’t budge. My left arm was completely rooted to the mattress and my right arm couldn’t be lifted above my waist, just enough to reach my dick but not enough to reach my face.

Leaves were starting to branch out from the tendrils, and with them came more flowers.

They were visibly crawling all over me now, moving fast enough for me to track with my eyes, and I watched in horror as several thin tendrils spiraled up my cock.

I wish I could have broken away but I was quite literally rooted to the spot watching these tendrils poke at my leaking pisshole and worm their way inside.

I screamed and cried but the progress was unceasing, it steadily tunneled into my dick until it hit the base and pinched my prostate against the root in my ass, which at this point must have reached high up into my guts.

I screamed against the root as I came, but no semen escaped my completely plugged dick.

I could feel it making its way inside my through my internal passages, rooting itself straight into my balls, 

At that point I really did pass out, whether from lack of oxygen or overstimulation I couldn’t tell.

Well, I'm awake now and I am utterly fucked, the roots have expanded into nearly every available orifice, even trying to fill out my belly button and uh.. they might have broken through the skin...

I can see ridges beneath my skin.. little hard lines were they’ve penetrated me.

I'm being constantly milked and I can’t even move as they constantly grind against the inside of my cock

I'm not even thirsty or anything, the liquid being drip-fed down my throat fills me up and I'm just kept in a constant state of bliss.

I dunno what to do bro, I have my phone but even texting is getting hard with one hand and roots slowly crawling down my fingers…

you’re the only one close enough to me, theres a key underneath the mat..

you gotta help me man before it's too la

[junityy]

summer nights ٠ ࣪⭑ 심재윤

pairing. boyfriend!jake x gn!reader genre. fluff, established relationship wc. 800 note. i literally wrote this at like 4am therefore this is disgustingly cheesy and delusional !!! be warned

Zipping up your sweater jacket (which wasn't exactly yours) once you arrive at the somewhat small river, your inner self simply thanks Jake for convincing you to put on a jacket before leaving earlier. And the fact that it was (yet again) one of his jackets was just a bonus.

“You cold?” he questions when he turns to look at you, only to be met with you quickly shaking your head in response.

It's a summer night, so it isn't exactly cold or hot - but rather comfortable and kinda warm. Which pretty much explains why you decided to randomly hang by the river again, as it basically became your spot by now; even more so every summer. You specifically love coming here right as it gets dark every time, something about it feeling kinda special when you're with Jake. And he knew which is why he grew to love these random dates too - and whether these are ‘actual’ dates could be up for discussion, but to him (and you) they were, so that's all that really matters.

“Next time we should bring a blanket.” Jake notes when both of you lie down on the grass and look at the sky. Even without stars to admire, you enjoyed staying like this for a while. “Probably.” you scoff, though feeling perfectly fine without a blanket beneath you.

Watching the clouds in comfortable silence beside Jake, you can't help but have sudden flashbacks; causing you to giggle quietly.

“Do you remember the first time we came here?” you laugh in, what you would probably call a tiny bit of embarrassment, as your mind goes back to almost two years ago. So does Jake's, and soon the cherished memory can't help but put a smile on his face yet again. He loves thinking back to it, especially since that was kinda the highlight of your very first date (and the several ones following; including this one, too).

“Like it was yesterday.” he laughs along, even letting out a giggle which you so love to hear every time. “It was perfect.” he quietly adds as the laughter fades out naturally, yet both his and your smile remains.

“You know, I actually fell in love with you that day.” you so casually share and quietly giggle again; almost causing Jake to choke on air in the meantime. You remember it so vividly, when you were here and looked at him and.. oh. It hit you like a train - you were actually in love with him. Like, in love. Like the crush upgraded to full-blown romantic feelings and you had just realized.

“You're so cheesy.” he only laughs, and before you can even blink, he simply adds “I love you.” just as casually.

You may have been in a relationship for almost two years, but still every time Jake tells you he loves you, you feel like going crazy. His first confession was pretty much the most beautiful thing you've ever heard, but little did you know the countless following I love you's would drive you just as nuts. And, - very needless to say - the exact same went for him.

“Oh shut up.” you return in a playful manner, quickly followed by a genuine “I love you more.” that lets your own heartbeat increase a little. Impossible, Jake only thinks to himself.

Turning your head and immediately making eye contact with him, you fail to hide an even bigger smile. Oh god. You really do love him and his insanely contagious smile.

However, before either of you can say anything, you suddenly hear a light thunder from afar and can easily figure out what's coming next as you break eye contact to look back up.

“Should we leave?” you calmly ask with your eyes on the sky - which is now visibly darker than before. Though still rather light, more and more thunder appears, and you and Jake seem to listen rather than talk at all. Some could probably say you look insane calmly listening to the thunder together as if it was your favorite song playing instead, but it's moments like these that you so love and cherish - both of you.

Still, almost as if there was an imaginary count to three, the two of you simultaneously respond with a laid back “Nah.” to the question you asked before; which is immediately followed by shared laughter.

But oh boy, you will probably remember this date especially well.

🌧

Safe to say, neither of you went home dry that night, but rather drenched in rain. On the bright side though (although you didn't have any complaints in the first place), you came back loving Jake a little more than when you first left that night, and you were certain to wake up tomorrow and love him even more.

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[swankytigre]

2024 was something else-I experienced some amazing highs and felt pain like I could never have anticipated…literally some of the worse I’ve ever felt. The stress of this year,both positive and negative,really took a toll on me. And while I still need to continue through the messiness that exists, there was one thing that emerged in 2024 that I shoved away nearly 13 years ago-a whole side of me.

He showed up every now and again throughout the years-mostly in job interviews, meetings with senior management, and every finance class I’ve ever taken-but when I got pregnant back in 2012 he (begrudgingly) went away. There are many things I wouldn’t have been able to do without him, but having a child and getting married was not one of them. I needed to be HER completely for this, and I gotta give credit to her because she is fierce as fuck. Because of this though, I never really reflected on anything. There were many signs of him through out the years and my dear wife obviously picked up on it because I quote “if my wife ever comes out and tells me she’s my husband this would be my reaction:”

I genuinely don’t really think about things too much-I’ve always been myself. But being smacked in the face at a red light on the way to work that the reason I went through many lengths so I don’t get a period or that I was SO miserable during pregnancy/after was because I was feeling dysphoric and it simply didn’t feel right was kind of a new thing. And I don’t think any of these realizations would have happened without other things happening in 2024.

So instead of Jamie just being a “concept” in my head that I created at 13, I realized that Jamie was me. And that kinda freaks me out a little. I don’t have a headmate or anything, I’m just me. I’m really not doing anything I’d didn’t do when I was way younger -super feminine and put together one day, extremely masculine the next, and 100% baller either way. I’m just am going to my adult job instead of school and instead of feeling guilty about it I feel rad as fuck.Have I thought about hormones since this realization-sure. But I don’t know if that’s quite where I need to go yet.

In the same way I needed her to get through certain things, I needed him to get me through 2024. And I’m really glad that he still exists. And I’m glad that he’s accepted by the majority of the world (however If you think I’ll ever tell my mom you’re absolutely nuts).

One of the biggest highlights of my year was being at the fair and @coelii was buying a braclet and I fully expected for her to get the lesbian one but she ended up getting the pansexual one. NOTHING has ever made me feel more seen than that and I feel all mushy whenever I think of it.

In fact, she makes me feel all mushy a lot. And despite everything, she is my world. And sometimes I’m not good at expressing that. But I want her to know I love her no matter what and I’m looking forward to another year with the most gorgeous woman on the planet. (This will be the 14th new year we’ve started together and that is fucking insane!)

So yeah-fuck off 2024 and happy 2025. Please have no earth shattering surprises.

[blushblushbear]

cashew headcanons please im so so gay for him

TIME FOR DIS NUT aka our darling little bookworm

cut cause I went on for a bit and none of it is important OOPS

okay first off since he's a college boy let's start with the fact that he has zero alcohol tolerance

like none

he'll have 2 sips of a light beer or a half a shot of malibu and he's red in the face sweating and swaying like 'oh wow, I'm really feeling it haha'

Same with coffee

anything past a normal strength cup he's VIBRATING

he doesn't have a heart condition like Nimh but give him a shot of espresso and he'll think he does

is constantly waiting for someone to ask him for book recommendations

and when they do he is sponge bob's eager face BOY IS OVER THE MOON

also he doesn't just read good books

he'll literally read anything

he ADORES trashy novels

especially if they're spicy *eyebrow wiggle*

he recognizes they aren't good but they are so wild and out of pocket like

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S SECRETLY HIS EX'S BROTHER AND ALSO HIS STEP MOM'S LOVER AND DATING HIS EVIL SECRET HALF COUSIN WHOSE TRYING TO KILL THEIR UNCLE AND HIS DAD BUT CAUGHT FEELINGS AND IS NOW PLOTTING TO TAKE HIM HOSTAGE ////WHAT?!////

he'd love shows like gossip girl and pretty little liars if they were BOOKS instead

except OOPS they are actually and he'd love to infodump about that little fact to me if I let him (at least I think they both are?? I know pretty little liars is-- THAT PLOT IS /NUTS/)

honestly he loves when things are written well but he also loves when plots are NUTS

the only kind of nuts he can have

well... second kind

he'd be a secret college slut (respectfully and also def not actually a secret) if he wasn't head over heels for you

now he's just in your dms/texts constantly

his family is just as quiet and mousey as he is

everyone is just as nerdy

though his dad doesn't read as much-- he's more tv and movies and games nerd

he gets his love of books from his mom's side

he'd KILL to be a librarian

or work at a bookstore

English major vibes

but not just vibes that actually is his major lol

has def had a crush on 3 different librarians growing up and 1 creative writing teacher

can't math for shit

his favorite parts of campus friends taking him on nights out is him getting to read in little corners he can find and the 3am breakfasts at the local diner

I've talked about this before but him Nimh and Poe are in a book club together

he thinks Nimh is the coolest cause he's a PA for a publisher

can read a harry potter length book series in an afternoon (also hates terfs <3 )

his favorite genres are romance of any kind but he does have a special fondness for the trashier romances, fantasy, and he does love a mystery but mostly cause he can never see the twists coming

the smartest idiot you'll ever meet

or maybe he's the dumbest smart guy???

either way he is both very clever and very simple all at once

also very well meaning

incapable of wrong

only of oops

(a lot of oops actually, he's kinda clumsy)

once went a whole day without eating cause someone recommended a new series and he LIKED IT VERY MUCH

I wish for the life of me I could remember ANY book series atm

I know of a few by like--- vaguely what they're about but I can't remember their names

he could though

he will spend whole dates telling you the plot of a book series in great detail

loves pets

not great with them

also low key allergic to a few

big rip cause he loves cuddles

cries over a cat at a distance while sniffing

also really likes birds

met a few birds as a squirrel and now he knows Poe who was a bird so like--

birds are buds of his

can't say no to something cute

cute eraser, cute pen, cute notebook, cute cookie, cute you

just can't refuse cute

would totally rock a cottage core vibe if he could manage to keep a plant alive

he lost his ficus Marcel and he's still low key getting over it

uses a wallet sized photo of you as a book mark

def has you or a pic of you and him as a lock screen

the home screen is a pic of a page of a book

is very good at those 'name the book this opening line is from' challenge

good omens, both the book and the show, WRECKED HIM

actually good omens was his fav book to screen adaption thus far

he has a few others but he's more excited about good omens

wants to be friends with Aziraphale

I could ramble on forever but I think I'll end it here

loves that hack where you put cheese on ramen

[tiramissyoucake]

Hi, I really love you're writings, it's so good!! Can I request a fem chubby reader with Shidou? Like the reader is being insecure about herself and Shidou fucking her in front of the mirror and telling her that he loves every inch of her body. Thank you so much btw! ❤️

hi omg tysm!! I kinda went crazy on this but i hope i did well dskjjjfbsjh :’)) shidou is so yummy idk how to explain it, I had to look up gross pickup lines for this lmao

Mirror, Mirror

Ryusei Shidou x reader, reader is female and chubby, all characters are 18+, Shidou and reader are in established relationship, Shidou being whipped for reader, approx 2.2k words

CW: NSFW, Shidou being gross, dirty talk, lots of groping, mirror sex, nutting inside, Shidou calls reader lame but cute pet names (pookie, sugar, sweetheart, baby) little proof reading

notes: this is the first request ive gotten and i kinda took a while on it kdshfkj kinda mad at myself cuz i had the chance to post it on his birthday but nOOO ugh either way enjoy !!

Shidou couldn’t care less about beauty standards, he thought the general image of beauty the people around him established was boring, he indulges in Gyaruo fashion, knowing his style wasn’t common he didn’t care about people’s staring; he knew he looked good either way (plus he has zero hesitation to fight so he welcomes any comment, the repercussions are not his fault though <3)

Whenever Shidou is around you, he has to blurt out an overly sexual or praising comment about your appearance.

The comments have a wide range, a simple “Lookin’ good, Sugar!” or a cheesy “Call me a pirate ‘cause just found some booty!”, and the worst of them, the explicit ones he whispers to you whenever your shared friends are around like “the condom In my pocket expires tomorrow, be a doll and help me use it?”

even if his words were crude it was nice to know someone found your body appealing and you never took it to heart given he was this sexual with his words with everyone. Shidou notices how much you prefer to wear clothes that hid your figure and it invokes some kind of internal struggle in him. on one hand, it made him want to rip those rags off you and dress you in something more scandalous. On the other, he told himself that you were hiding that pretty body because you don’t want anyone other than him to look at you

Shidou’s confidence boosts helped you see yourself in a better light but you still insisted on bigger sweaters and hoodies, it infuriated him, even after establishing a relationship with him your wardrobe didn’t change. That didn’t stop him from being handsy with you, always having a hand on you anywhere you two went.

If you were sharing a meal in a restaurant he had his hand on your thigh lightly stroking, if you were with friends he always had an arm around your waist as he chatted away about god knows what. His favorite by far is when you wear jeans, he could easily rest his hand in your butt pocket and watch you grow flustered, it was adorable how you acted so shy even though his hands were already pretty familiar with your body.

You had been staying in recently because of some doubtful thoughts that even Shidou’s comments couldn’t chase away, you spent your day trying to be productive by cleaning around your place then getting some work done on your computer before your loud boyfriend barged in with a package of cupcakes from the bakery you enjoyed.

You didn’t know which was worse, the fact that you wanted to stay away from the sweet delicacies or that your boyfriend caught you in your stay-at-home clothes consisting of shorts and a tank top.

Even as you tried shutting the door and telling him you’re busy, he insisted on coming in, although he kept saying he came by because he was worried- his excited expression said it all that this was the first time you wore something that showed so much skin around him.

Shidou stood in your living room and listened to you explain your recent absence as he was examining your physique, he was listening but his mind was going elsewhere as he drank in more and more of his view of you pacing around your living room busying your hands so your mind won’t be occupied by the worry of what is he thinking while looking at you so intently.

He was snapped out of his thoughts as silence filled the room, oh shit- it was his turn to talk.

“… aw I’m sorry baby, I wish I knew! Come here!” He pulled you into a hug, it took you a moment to get over the closeness in such a bare outfit before returning the gesture, he cooed words of encouragement to you.

“Everybody gets those thoughts Pookie!, even your dashingly handsome boyfriend gets those thoughts, but remember…” he slid his hands down below your waist, both his hands settling on your ass and squeezing at the clothed flesh immediately you gasped and let out a surprised noise startled at the sudden action.

“No matter what your worried head tells you, you’ll always be the sexiest bitch around~” he ended the sentence with a devilish chuckle as he watched you grow embarrassed from his groping, you set a hand on his forearms in an attempt to get him to slow down as he watched how well his hands cupped your ass cheeks over your shoulder, he could see it spilling in the gaps between his fingers.

“Shidou! Don’t do that!” You got over your initial shock and he pouted at you, sticking out his bottom lip as if he just got scolded. “How can I resist?! showin’ off this pretty ass while you’re alone at home? I should come over all the time!”

He kept one hand on your ass as the other ventured under your tank top, feeling your soft flesh and kneading it as he watched you fumble and stutter “Shidou..! Not there- hey! Watch it..!” He had a smile on that practically tore through his cheeks.

“Why don’t we take this to your room, hmm? I know a great body positivity exercise~”

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

How did Shidou always manage to coax you into saying yes? You had no idea, you had no idea how you agreed to let him lay you down on your stomach as he hurriedly tugged your shorts off you, burying his face into your neck as he kissed and licked whispering sweet words to you. He spent his time groping and feeling you under your clothes as you tried your best to return his affections, but he didn’t mind, if it was up to Shidou he would gladly shower you with love, praise, and something else that would be too vulgar to add.

“You’re so pretty like this, baby~” he muttered to you as he removed your shorts fully, sitting up so you could feel his growing erection against your ass, he noticed just how well you two were positioned where your full-length mirror could reflect the view perfectly to him, a wicked grin plastered his features.

“Can you look up for me, sugar?” at his command, you followed and your eyes connected with the image of you on all fours with your shorts hanging from your excited boyfriend’s hand, he let out a sinister giggle at your expression as embarrassment filled you.

“Shidou- can we move? Please? I look stupid- AH?!” You were cut off as you felt his hand sharply smack your ass after he threw aside your shorts, he rubbed the sore spot and shushed you as you looked at his reflection in disbelief.

“… SHIDOU?!”

“I’m sorry sugar! I can’t let you badmouth my pretty girl like that!”

Removing his hands from you, he shuffled as he freed his hard cock from his tight pants, hissing as it practically bounced out his clothes “I’m gonna fuck you like this, ‘kay? so you’ll know just how fuckin’ gorgeous you are..” He promised referring to how he’ll use you in front of your mirror, His hands gripped the flesh of your hips as he pulled you back to him. Slowly maneuvering his hips in short movements, he felt his dick run up and down your slit, he bit down on his bottom lip as he felt your slick cover his length with each stroke.

You wanted to deny this, you felt awkward as your eyes darted back and forth between your reflection and his, you can’t deny Shidou’s affection when he spent so much prepping you for a good dicking down and your rationality was slipping away with each delicious rub of his cock nestling between your thighs waiting for you to give him permission.

“… okay, fine..! But-“

“Yeah yeah, red for no, yellow for so-so, green for ‘fuck me harder Ryusei’~” He giggled at his wording as his free hand moved down and adjusted his cock to slip in quickly

As you were about to complain about his vulgarity once more, he gripped your hips and pulled your ass to him, as he thrusted his hips to meet you in the middle, biting down his bottom lip and releasing a long groan that layered with your gasp that melted into a moan. His cock squeezed in perfectly like you were a pussy pocket molded perfectly just for him, he watched your expression in the mirror as he made sure he was balls deep inside you, relishing in how your pussy hugged his cock so perfectly practically brainwashing him.

As Shidou slowly moved his hips at first to get used to the warmth (as much as you felt incredible, he didn’t wanna act like some virgin and bust so early), he noticed how you lowered your head and that set him off; his hand reached out and grabbed a fistful of your hair and lifted you so you’d sit on your knees with your back arched, a startled noise escaped your lips.

“That won’t do baby! Come on, look! Take a good look!” He urged you between pants as he gradually sped up, hips slapping against yours as your wetness grew, your struggled to get a good look through your boyfriend’s fucking, your reflection showed your figure but this time you couldn’t turn away, Shidou had a way of fucking you so thoroughly- of slutting you out so beautifully, it was shameful to say but it was the only way to describe it.

“Ahh- ah! Shidou- I can’t- its too embarrassing!” You finally managed to speak out through the pleasure, Shidou gave you a particularly hard thrust at your words forcing a surprised moan out of you “first, Call me by my first name.. second, I told you to look”

He slowed down his thrusts as his hand guided your head by your chin to the mirror, giving you a clear view of yourself, his hand had pulled your shirt up to reveal your chest to him, one hand holding your hip as the other squeezed and groped at your breast.

“See?” Shidou started as he made eye contact with you in the mirror “You’re such a pretty goddess~” he practically purred as he admired how your body bounced and jiggled with every impact of his hips, not faltering as he pistoned his cock into you making sure you had a good view of it all; one hand squeezed at your chest enjoying how your breast spilled between his fingers, the other gripping at your love handles as leverage to smack your hips down to his making sure his cock was reaching all the right places, a perfect view of your loving boyfriend making sure every curve, dip and crevice of your body is appreciated.

“Fuck- mmmh! So good baby, you look so good on my dick like this..” He whispered sweetly to you, your thighs trembled as his praise went straight to your core “I’m so fuckin’ lucky, you’re a beauty..” his words weren’t empty compliments, he studied your body so closely as he fucked his cock deep into you with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. Ryusei Shidou genuinely and wholeheartedly thinks you're the most gorgeous woman to ever exist.

“you like it when I make you bounce on my dick? Yeah? You’re so fuckin’ cute, I love you~” he cooed at you turning your head to give you a sloppy kiss, tongue slipping into your mouth with ease as he swallowed your moans, separating in between kisses inducing a wet noise everytime you did.

“Ryusei..! Ah- ahn- Ryuseiii! I-I’m close..! shit, I’m so close..!” You spoke through your blabbers and moans, Shidou’s cock practically throbbed in excitement as you called him by his first name.

Shortly after you came, body shaking as soreness settled into your knees, Shidou allowed you to lower your head as a mercy since the sensitivity was getting to you, the way your pussy sucked him in, especially after tightening from your orgasm he couldn’t hold himself back.

“G’nna cum, ‘m gonna cum sweetheart, you’re gonna be good for me and take it all right? Yeah, take it, take it..!” he urged you as he neared his end, his thrusts shortening and picking up speed as he finally filled you, he stilled and made sure to shove his entire length deep inside as his cum practically overflowed and dripped out of you, down his cock and dripping on your bed sheets.

You were exhausted and fucked out, you wanted to move into a more comfortable position but Shidou practically flopped onto you, refusing to pull out just yet.

“Ryusei- get off..” You tried sitting up and he only groaned, throwing more of his weight on you as he maneuvered your body under him to lay more comfortably.

“naaah~ stay with me here a little bit! Afterglow helps lots with body positivity y’know?” you were confident most of his information about ‘body positivity’ was wrong.. but it was the thought that counts you suppose.

“(Name)? you know I meant all that stuff, right?” he asked while fixing your hair away from your face, you know he's serious as he called out to you curiously, among all the filth he speaks shamelessly he was still earnest in his affections.

“… I do, thank you Ryusei” Hearing you say his name so sweetly made his heart throb in his chest as he cuddled you, kissing the back of your neck he uttered “I love you, gorgeous~”

[berrymoos]

MY BABY MY BAAABYYYY .... YOURE MY BAAABY SAAAAAY IT TO MEEEEEE .... im on s13 of ninjago & he has not left my mind since s1 oughshdjshdj he's so baby

𓂃 ．．🍪🐻🧡🏵🧃

🎂 — regressor cole headcanons!

the rock of the group deserves to have some small time sometimes. what more can i say? rocks can crack too, specially ninja rocks (。-`ω-)ｰ

stress regressor, 100%. he rushes to be the responsible one of the team whenever something goes wrong, worries himself sick over mistakes, pushes himself to make up for them no matter what bc if he doesn't something could go wrong again and someone could get hurt and then his friends won't like him anymore– and all that weight on his shoulders is rough

all of the ninja r his caregivers to some capacity. every single one. all of them r strong too – kinda comes w being elemental masters / ninja n all – so they can carry him whenever they want <33 cole loves it too, they're so cozy (o^∀^o)

i don't think wu or misako know directly, but if cole ever told / regressed around them, they wouldn't be v surprised – like they know smth is up, but they won't confront him bc that's his business

lots of ppl hc cole having a kindergarten to middle / teen regressor headspace & that's SO big-brained, i eat it up every time – BUT baby cole my sweet sweet boy. infant ages to like 2yrs old. give him a rattle; he likes rattles kenwkdek

the eepiest baby ever, partially bc of how young his headspace is, partially bc he's the master of earth – it takes up a lot of his energy when he's big, but since he's so used to it, it doesn't rlly register how wiped he actually is until he's sitting down, his brain is whirling to a stop ... & then it's like “mmnn woa m eepy..” hes also very prone to regressing when he's tired; doesn't happen all the time, but it's become more often than not

(jay has, in fact, taken a picture of a sleeping cole on the couch, meme-ified it w the “why he so eepy” caption , & sent it to the gc. they went loco /pos)

on that note, he can fall asleep p much anywhere: on the couch, on the floor, over a bowl of cereal, literally anywhere. his favorite places (aside from his bed) r his friends' laps <3 he's being held? out like a light

that earth master strength Does Not magically go away when cole is small, meaning his tantrums could cost them a wall & possibly new flooring. not that he has tantrums often bc he's v chill & low-energy!

(... it happened once & jay refused to babysit for a good week. for unrelated reasons ofc /j)

OOUHEJSH loves bears sooooo much it's almost silly. he's got a black bear onesie w ears on the hood, a tiny tail on the butt, & a dark brown teddy bear to match - his fave. "we bare bears" & "little bear" are his go-to shows. he can devour a box of teddy grahams in two sittings. glamrock freddy his absolute beloved. bears bears BEARS bears bears!!!!

kai called himself a papa bear once & cole went nuts jahdkajdkw “’apa bear ’apa bear!!!! ʕ￫ᴥ￩ ʔ” — “yup, that's me, don't wear it out! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧”

ok guys wait here me out: bearcub regressor cole. makin grororgroo noises to communicate. cute little snuffles n nose wrinkles when he smells smth good. loooong naps in a blanket fort. honey added to his bottle. bearcub regressor cole

the teddy's name is muffin btw. he & mr. cuddlywump are best friends & they always have playdates together 🫶

speaking of — jay is older than cole by a few years (maybe 4-7?), so he's consistently playing the older playmate / big brother role for cole. YES he will absolutely drag the baby into mischief, but if anyone dares to try separating them he IS throwing a fit about it. also he's the only one who can turn a laid-back baby cole into a zoomin 2y/o. watch out for them.../silly

back to the rattle thing for a sec – jay has a toy drumset & nya has a toy guitar, so the three of them put on a music show for the rest of the team! they're always asked for encores & they always deliver! their band name is The Mudshockers & kai is their biggest fan👍🏾

he likes dancing but since he's unsteady on his feet the younger he is, sometimes he'll just sway his body o, bop his head, or shake his rattle to whatever beat there is – even if said beat is just in his head. other times he'll get nya or zane to dance with him when he's able to stand!

omigosh wait ,,,, zane picking cole up & bouncing him to the beat ,,,, im gonna MELT they're so cute 🥹

cole adores fuzzy / fluffy material. his element requires him to summon rocks from the ground, & rocks are hard - he deserves some soft things in his life ( =^×^= )/ᰔᩚ if any of the ninja have something visibly fluffy in his presence, they'll very quickly have a small in their lap, nuzzling them & humming contentedly. muffin & his bear onesie r his favorites because of that!

ALSO remember the casual outfit he wore in "child's play" (the ep where the ninja got turned into kids)? he managed to find the adult-sized sweatshirt of that shirt & it's now a staple regression outfit ... whenever he's not in his onesie

he's still got a MASSIVE sweet tooth, bc who would cole be w/o it? (/j) ,, the only difference is that, instead of it manifesting in ��oooo chocolate cake & cookies & ice cream!!!” it manifests as “mmm baba w sugar n hunny.....” – not to say cole doesn't have his moments where he craves a cakepop over warm chocolate milk. zane usually is in charge of preparing his bottle bc he always gets it juuuust right

THE NINJA HAVE A BABY BAG IN CASE HE DROPS ON LONGER MISSIONS AAAAA ,,, cole's a lil embarrassed @ first & fervently insists that he won't be regressing on the mission, but it proves to be incredibly useful when he gets hungry in the middle of like, nowhere & there's a section completely dedicated to snacks & drinks

(... & when cole actually regresses bc of stress / sleepiness & they have the majority of his stuff on-hand)

jay can never escape being called a dingus no matter what. baby cole catches him doing something stupid? “ ‘ingus...”. a joke too corny for his taste? “ ’inguuus.” jay complains abt this unfair treatment, how he's being bullied by a baby & he is slandering him ... but no one comes to his aid. zane'll scoop up cole & say “hm, are you sure that was an unprovoked statement on his part?” while kai will just spout nonsense like “wooooow jay ... a power outage in ninjago city and bordering countries?” by your hands?” w/ lloyd n nya just shaking their heads. jay's like “GAAAAAAAASP, NOBODY is on my side??? coco is being a BULLY & you guys are just ALLOWING it???? i see how it is.......”. cole's laughing hysterically throughout all of this 🫶

honestly jay's the funniest person to cole when he's small. he could be being Himself & cole's losing his mind over it. nobody can compete against his hilarity no matter how hard they try. best way to tell when cole's dropping is if he's laughing way harder at one of jay's stupid jokes /silly

mmmhmdhsjshsi ,,, jay coming up w the nickname "coco" & callin him that as a joke while he's big, but cole just gets super fuzzy-brained bc ,,,,,,,, coco ........ ohohohohoh ,,,,,,, & jay is like “oh! mkay then!” now he uses it all the time when he's regressed hdksjdk

ON THAT NOTE, nya came up w "pebble", & just like "coco", it spread to the rest of the team like butter on a warm stack of pancakes. nowadays they very rarely use "cole" when he's small – why should they, when they have "pebble" & "coco" under their belts!

... kai calls him "coco pebble(s)" sometimes 🫢

spoiled to the max. he breaks the handle to his paci? don't worry, zane just ordered 6 more. he loses a stuffie? jay's giving 3 of his to him. he's hungry? nya's got several different flavors of milk in one arm & baggies filled with teddy grahams in the other. absolutely spoiled rotten

he doesn't have any of those fancy deco pacis bc hes v prone to dropping them in his sleep & doesn't wanna mess them up, so he gets the printed designed ones or the plain-colored ones & slaps some stickers on them :] he rlly likes his black-stickered paci but he's not picky!

lloyd loves joking abt how he's no longer the youngest on the team whenever cole drops. he'll walk into the room & say “guys, i'm not the youngest anymore!” without warning while cole's in his arms, half asleep w a paci

sometimes he feels like he shouldn't be regressing bc of his status as "the rock of the group" & gets hit with an influx of negative thoughts. like – he's their anchor, their strength, the glue that holds everyone together when things go south ... so what is he doing regressing of all things? if they don't have a rock, the team won't make it! all of that negativity :( hes prone to pushing down his regression & busies himself w other things until he just ... breaks. wooo :((

after day of the departed (read: cole gets his physical body back), he literally launches himself into his friends & snuggles them like there's no tomorrow in sight. for a good two weeks he's the clingiest baby boy to ever exist: holding everyone's hands, leaning against the nearest person, cuddling, sleepy cuddling – the most common occurrence bc sleepy cole is sleepy. GOODNESS hes so clingy!! if he's in the right (or ig wrong) mood he gets fussy if his human pillow moves away from him kdnfoendk. nobody minds at all; they got their baby boy back & that's all that matters <3

self-indulgent pkmn au hc: cole's midnight lycanroc may look scary (...and kind of is hssjskdje), but it's soooo sweet & gentle with him omg. it has special mittens it puts on its paws to keep from accidentally hurting him w its claws & 100% will help zane make a bottle or lloyd prepare a snack. the fur on its neck is mad fluffy - there have been many, many times someone's walked in on cole with his face stuffed in lycanroc's fur, fast asleep on its back while roc's layin there with him, tail slowly awag <3

[tuliptheoshawott]

@lwasanta

IT'S HERE! THE LWA SECERET SANTA!!!!!

At just over 1,000 words, this has officially surpassed the longest single section of a fanfiction I have EVER written!

This is a gift for @randompope, so I hope you like it!!!

Luna Nova, and witchcraft as a whole, has been around since the origination of Christmas itself.

Back to the earliest records in Rome in 336, Or some of the earliest English celebrations in 1038.

2018, 1,682 Christmases later, Luna Nova and the art of witchcraft were still going strong, mostly thanks to the work of one… less than bright girl.

Her friends weren't the sharpest either. And an anonymous gift giving tradition gave a whole new level of challenges…

“Hey, Diana, who'd you get?” Amanda asked.

Diana looked at her letter hesitantly. “Chloe…”

“Oh, the one who hates you?”

Of course. The one who hated her. How was she supposed to get a gift from someone who hated her?

That fact didn't really matter. Her mother taught her the virtues of kindness and respect before she left the earth, and she intends to keep those promises in her gifts, no matter who they are going to.

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“What on Earth are those boxes?” Diana asked.

Barbara put down a giant, heavy box in the middle of the Blue Team dorm room.

“It’s decorations. Christmas decorations.” Barbara replied.

“Yeah, we decided it’d be a nice change of pace to decorate, like all the other teams!” Hannah excitedly said.

“Why, though? We’ll just have to tear them down, after all.” Diana asked.

“It’s fun! Come on, you can put your concerns aside for a little bit, can’t you?” Barbara responded.

“Alright, fine. Just not too much.” Diana begrudgingly agreed.

They grabbed some decorations out of the big box. First a bunch of string lights, which they wrapped around the roof.

“We have to turn those off before we go to bed. I can’t sleep with those on.” Diana said.

They ended off by wrapping their door with a drape, a red one with some linear designs and snowflakes on it.

Diana, despite her concerns, thought the decorations looked pretty nice.

That was not the thought process of another onlooker.

“Hey, Diana.” Said Chloe, standing on the other wall.

“What’s up with your door?” She asked.

“Uh… these are just some decorations that me and my roommates put up.” Diana replied.

“They look kinda stupid.” Chloe said.

“Well I just think you need better tastes.” Diana said in response.

“‘Better tastes’, get over yourself!” Chloe argued.

Diana didn't want to start this, and left.

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“Thanks for taking me with you, Diana!” Akko said.

Diana had Akko tag along for her holiday shopping session. She was looking for a suitable gift for Chloe.

“What are you gonna get?”

“Nothing for you, Akko.” Diana replied.

Akko had a look of disappointment for a little bit, then went back to her old, joyful demeanor.

“Chloe’s gonna be a hard nut to crack! Ya see how much she hates you?” Akko asked.

“Yes. Yes, Akko, she makes that very obvious. In fact, she hates me so much, she makes it a clear statement every time she sees me.” Diana replied.

One look down the aisle, and Diana sees a familiar face.

It was Amanda, trying to pick something out. After seeing Diana, she fumbled and put what she was holding down, pretending to look in the other direction.

Diana pretended not to see her and proceeded down the following isles.

She went to a clothing aisle. If she didn’t have any ideas for interesting gifts, some clothes will probably do. After all, they're a pretty common Christmas gift, right?

“Awww, Diana, why here?” Akko asked.

“Well, simply put, I’m out of ideas.” Diana replied.

“Did you have any ideas in the first place?” Akko teased.

“No. I never did. We’ve barely talked enough to understand each other…”

At that moment, Diana had a thought.

Was this intentional?

Did Luna Nova do this as a way to make us… get along?

Well, whatever they try to do, it’s not going to work. Chloe will never budge from her position.

“Uh… Diana? You look pretty lost in thought there…” Akko said.

“Yes… very lost…” Diana replied.

“Oh, Diana, look over there!” Akko shouted.

Although Diana was not too impressed with Akko’s “inside voice”, she looked where Akko was pointing.

It was a Santa Claus costume. 

Of course, this was a very generic gift, but the exchange was coming in close, and the ideas were running thin.

“Alright, I’ll get it.” Diana said.

“Really? I originally suggested it as a sort of joke, but if you actually want to go through, that’s alright!” Akko replied.

“I don’t really have a choice, at this point.” Diana said. “Plus, It’d look nice on her anyway.”

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The day of the great exchange had come, and Diana was the most nervous of all.

After all, she had no idea what this girl liked, because she had never liked her.

The exchange was held by, of course, Ms. Ursula Castillis, who loved to have these little communication shindigs to “strengthen the bonds of the witches of Luna Nova”.

“So, I can assume you’ve communicated with the one who you’re getting the present for?” Ursula said.

“That would kill the point of the surprise. You’re supposed to use what you know about the person, maybe gather information from other people, like I did.” Amanda said in response.

“Well- I-”

“You must expect us to know each other already, don’t you, because you value communication so much, don’t you?” Hannah asked, almost maniacally.

Ursula was flustered by all of the questions. “Alright, let’s stop with the questions, now.”

Diana couldn’t help but agree. She was getting tired of all of the questioning.

“Can we please start now? I’m getting bored with you already.” Chloe said

“Alright, let’s start with your gift, Chloe! Diana, shall you?” Ursula asked.

Diana gave her box to Chloe, and she hesitantly opened it. She looked inside and saw… a Santa Claus costume.

“Diana, what is this?” Chloe asked.

“It’s a Santa costume. Me and Akko thought you’d look great in it.”

Chloe gained a slightly frustrated face.

“...Merry Christmas?” Diana said.

Ursula saw what was coming and moved the session on. Why don’t we move on to Diana’s gift. Amanda?

So that’s why she was stumbling in the store…

Diana opened up the box, and inside was an ornament.

“Amanda, what is this?” Diana asked.

“It’s to help you gain better decoration tastes.” Amanda replied.

Amanda and Chloe looked at each other.

Oh no they didn’t…

[angelmartinez2022]

story one

 ok.. so i never really use this blog for much. So I've decided to start using it to get some of the crap echoing in my skull out. Maybe if I write about these feelings, confront them and drag them out into the light of day

they will go away. My family is basically nuts. Long story short. 

My father was a very good man but I think he was too caught up in enabling my mom's bad behavior. My mom was what I now realize a very selfish person, concerned with only my sister and my sister's children. Many times to the exclusions of my own needs. I have a lot of other stories.. but ahh right now I wanna get the story of this lil fella outta my head.

That's right folks.. A bloody green ranger toy. HOW may you ask, does a green ranger toy play into the chasms of my mind ? Really simple. This lil guy is a reproduction of the original. See the lil hasbro dealy down in the corner?

But many years ago back in the summer of 1994, I had some extra money from my baby sitting and dog walking jobs. Relying on my folks for money was after a certain point just plain stupid. I had to rely on them for insurance and a few other things, but spending money. Fun money, and yah even clothes and food, no. NOPE. My pride got the better of me and I got sick of listening to people ( mom) bitch about what I ate, how much clothes cost, and how sorry and wasteful I was. I really got kinda tired of it. It's not that they refused to provide it. They did. But it came at the price of having to hear her constantly criticize me. My weight, what I ate, What i wore. So my brain simply went to the place.. WELL.. if I stop asking them to provide these things. They will lose that control. So I just started getting my own things. That was the situation the summer that the original of this lil fella came out. Originally he was about half of what he is now, 13.00. So he would have been like six bucks. (Yay inflation!)  There was a mall on the hill that had Kaybee toys in it. Despite the fact that I was a teenager myself, I enjoyed the show a lot. And this lil asshole in green spandex was my fave. I loved green, I loved dragons, And Pretty boy mc fluffuly hair was kinda cute. So… yah He was my fave. So thinking not much of it I brought this lil fell as a model to help me learn to draw them. Fast forward to that fall. See my sister had gone off and gotten knocked up back when I was Ten.. Par for the course with people of my mom's religious persuasion. It is The DUTY of the younger family members to help when the older sibling has a baby. Especially when she comes home from whoring around out west, without a penny to her name. She came home with her demon spawn in her belly and my childhood effectively came to an end. For around six/seven years I had been putting up with it. My sister's child, though he claims he loves his auntie now, was EVIL. I have scars from where this lil asshole assaulted me.  Maybe I should forgive him but I refuse to forget. Specifically this incident. For some ungodly reason. My parents decided that weekend we were all going to spend time at the grandparents house out in the small town in eastern KY. I HATED it. I was basically Belle in that town. Girl with a brain stuck in a town that only values a woman on how many babies she can crank out and how fast. To this day they hate me because I, after finding out I was fucking sterile, chose degree's over children. Not even bothering to account that Children are an impossibility for me. Nope, being a pregasaurus rex is all that matters there. That is how your value as a woman is determined in that family. My dad's family wasn't as bad, due to my Grandpa Jim being very progressive and very education oriented. Honestly without my Grandpa Jim, I'd probably have gone stark raving mad when the occasion came to visit this town. BLEH. 

So this weekend.. because I wanted to work on some art and drawings. I shoved my lil green buddy there in my bag and took him with me so I could practice drawing his shield and stuff. So picture that.. Someone minding their own business .. with their own toy… not bothering anyone else and working on a drawing. Peaceful right? That peace was very quickly shattered. Noa, the demon seed of my sister had never noticed my lil green ranger toy there before. Sometimes he and I watched the show together when I was forced to babysit the lil shit. 

So he liked the show too. He spots my toy sitting on the table as I am drawing him and comes up. Promptly reaches up onto the table.. takes my figure and starts to make off with him. I Stop him, take Tommy back and tell him. "No kid, that's mine. You can't have it." "but I waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant  it!!" I tell him no again and then pack up my drawing stuff and head up stairs to get some peace and quiet. It does not last long. I'm on my bed now drawing, and here comes my sister. "Did you take that toy from Noa!" She shouts.. pointing at the green ranger that I remind you, I paid for and was mine. "NO," I tell her flatly, "HE tried to take it from ME." "Well," She huffs, "GIVE IT TOO HIM." "No," I replied, "no, it's my toy and he can't have it. They sell them at Kaybees, when we get back to civilization just go get him one." "NO give it to him now!" She snarls, "You're too old for that anyway." "Well I don't care if I am too old for it," I shrug, "I paid for it, It's mine. If he wants one, buy him his own." I proceed to pick up the toy and shove it back into my bag. "You either give me that toy or You're gonna get it," She tells me. I ignore her and go back to my drawing. She storms off down the steps and not 10 minutes later I hear my mom standing at the bottom step, screeching like a fucking banshee.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL!" At the top of her lungs, "GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW AND YOU BRING THAT BABY'S TOY WITH YOU!!" 

My dad is out with my Mom's father some place so I am aware that I am caught in there with all my female relatives on my mom's side of the family. Mom, Sister, Nanna, and Auntie. I know I will be ganged up on the moment I go down stairs. I make a point of leaving Tommy in my bag and head down so that the yelling can start. Start it does. For a good thirty minutes. Basically telling me what a selfish lil brat I am for not giving my nephew that toy. HOW horrid of a person I was for hogging the item that I PERSONALLY paid for and not giving it to him. I tell them he can't have it and promptly get slapped in the face by my mom. I am not the five nine amazon that I am now. I was a bitty lil 17 year old that was about two sauce packets tall. And my mom knew how to slap someone and make it hurt.  She slapped me so hard my nose tried to bleed. Then told me that IF I didn't go get the toy she was gonna slap me again. All of my female relatives backed her up. I told her NO.. Got slapped again and she went and got the toy out of my backpack herself. She then asked me if I was going to give it to Noa. I Once again told her no. So she told me in no uncertain terms that If Noa couldn't have the toy. Neither could I. She tossed my Green ranger into the trash. Had my Auntie bag it up in front of me and haul it out to the trash can. Eventually Dad came home and saw the red hand print and found out what had happened. Told my mom she had no right to make me share something I had paid for with my own money. Or simply take it from me because the demon seed wanted it. He went to get it but by then it was too late. The trash had been picked up and my green ranger was gone. He offered me the money to replace the toy but I told him no. The same thing would just continue to happen as long as Noa and my sister were around. Mom would take their side and the things I loved would keep dying. It was a long time before I ever saw that toy again. A year ago I saw one on hasbro and my darling husband asked me , without knowing the story actually, if I wanted it. This was because he knows my love of power rangers. He got me the reproduction and it sits on my desk  for the world to see. To pay him back this year I bought him the white one because that was his favorite. But he never had it taken away, just never got one. So yah.. Proof that my mom, sister , auntie and nana were fucking nuts. They destroyed my power ranger toy because I refused to give it to my nephew. Plain and simple.

[starlos-soulmate]

pancaaake hello! I'd love to hear more about the arthur/pancake ship :] whats mystery skulls gang!pancake like?? how did you two fall for each other? :D oh and any particular art of u and arthur are u super proud of ? (@snowpuffclovers)

OOOO YOOOOO!! Some Panthur stuff!!! Hehe!

Panthur is probably one of my favorites cuz it has such a unique dynamic and explores a side of Pancake I normally don't (unless it's Leave Death, but it's kinda standard there.) This also all happens after the events of MSA.

Pancake is a slasher in this AU. She had a couple friends who also went on ghost hunts and explored abandoned buildings and caves and such. However on one of these trips, inside a cave, she wandered off a little. And wandered off a bit to explore. However Something Happened, and she saw her two friends die. Or, rather, get killed.

Since then, she had tried to get them back. Taking up necromancy, trying to find the thing that killed them. Seeing if killing others and trying to replace souls in the afterlife will bring them back. No dice. She eventually had to leave everything behind cuz stuff was too painful for her. And her neighbors were getting suspicious. There was a killer on the lose after all, and she knew how to hide a body.

After a few months, she found the small town of Tempo, where the Gang lived. She stopped by the mechanics' on her motorbike, found a place to rest for the night, and the next day found Vivi. And the two immediately hit it off as friends. Two nerds geeking out about ghosts and cryptids and whatnot. Lewis eventually arrives, and because she's a necromancer, Pancake immediately clocks him as dead. Even though he's got a human look on. What startles her though, is that he's a very aggressive type of ghost. And he's calm. Like he's the calmest ghost of his type she's seen. Huh. Lewis can also tell that she knows.

She eventually rolls around to the mechanic's again, and Arthur is there instead of Lance. And oh boy, he's cute! She talks to him and they also hit it off

The four of them really start to become friends, mostly because Vivi hasn't meet someone as enthused about the supernatural as Pancake is (especially since Pancake IS the supernatural). She soon joins the team too.

Arthur soon starts suspecting Pancake isnt entirely who she says she is. She was able to see that Lewis was dead, but there's other things that tip him off as weird. See, Pancake has been wearing things to hide the fact she's half alien. A big beanie to hide her antennae, dentures to hide her teeth. But that doesn't stop how her eye reflects in low light, how well she's able to make certain animalistic sounds, and the fact she has sharper fingernails than most. Vivi passes it off because either way, Pancake is very cool. And Lewis is a ghost. But Pancake is anxious about showing that she's half human (a bit more than the slasher thing) cuz of her upbringing. Not knowing that Vivi would go NUTS and the other two would be like "yeah, we knew that". Heck Mystery knows too.

Then there's other rumors that started popping up. How a killer came to town. And Pancake hasn't killed anyone. Yet. She's too preoccupied with this new friend group. One day they all head into this abandoned mansion not too far, and it turns out that someone else was in there. And took to stalking Arthur. Lewis and Vivi can fend for themselves, Mystery is a kitsune, and Pancake is another slasher. So Arthur, is again, the target.

The guy manages to isolate him, cornering the guy. Before someone else pops up and the two of them fight. The other one is in this bunny mask, and bunny mask kills him. And turns out to be Pancake. A killer who hasn't been seen in months, having gone from town to city until this place. And Arthur realizes that, at this point and time, he's been interested/dating a killer. But she defended him. And Lewis is there too. It's a complex mess. And somehow the relationship still works out from that

I'm still fuzzy on how they get together/first kiss/etc. They were very close to the point the other two called it out. And Vivi thought they WERE dating until they announced it. Like "wait, all along, you weren't actually a thing?" And the two of them have to shrug and grin. They were OBVIOUS.

Lewis was suspicious of Pancake for a while. They were still friends, but she felt like she had something haunting her. Like the death of her friends and all those whom she's killed. And the person who killed her friends in that cave. Discovering she's a killer was shocking, in the way that Arthur stays. None of them know why. Arthur just likes her.

It's basically scared × scary, the conspiracy theorist × the conspiracy, and "so what if the murder's hot?" I wanted to flip the script when it came to slasher stuff, like "what if I was the slasher?" cuz people really like those. Makes for a fun dynamic! Anyways hope ya like

[mchiti]

unrelated but your post made me think of how much bts were dragged by americans in the past. i feel like they really "cleaned" their image post 2019 for the western (american) market but before that I can list at least ten "scandals" americans dragged them for. It was exhausting. I agree with your overall perspective, it seems that many americans have a tendency to distort situations and portray individuals in an extremely negative light constantly. In reality, almost anything can be misrepresented to appear problematic. Perhaps I have a straightforward outlook, but unless someone exhibits truly reprehensible behavior I do not find it necessary to dwell on their mistakes so much. Of course the case of liam payne was different as you said but even then I agree someone can be sad for how brutally the guy died while thinking he of course needed to be held accountable.

sorry this is long but thank you so much for this, you have no idea how much I agree with you

...do you believe me if I tell you I'm kinda angry at the US for every single time they unleashed the worst racism towards them lmaooo it was so bad "but namjoon..." became a literally meme at some point, you had to be there I suppose. Like, they got dragged back and forth for many things I don't think they culturally had any grasp on as americans do, and I don't want to go into details because yeah. You're right, though. Americans did perceive many earlier things of them as straightforward "problematic" without any historical context of the cultural development of the country they come from, the fact kpop has always - historically - digged into a lot of american culture in a way that I'd find fascinately uncritical (and I don't mean it in a offensive way). It's like you approach a culture - as the hiphop american culture for instance - but also you come from a very different cultural background, within a country like SK which was dominantly rural until 35 years ago, and with grasp of english close to none as they had at the beginning, barring joon. they were much dirtier at the beginning, which I remember with amusement more than anything. I could sense the way the americans were going to turn this against them right before it happened. They truly had to change solely for the US market. You remember that old ass photoshoot thing they did in their early years at the holocaust memorial in berlin, us europeans who liked them didn't think much of it. then americans found about it - and went NUTS about it. like as if they have offended every single jewish person itw for that. I didn't like it, yes, I personally think it was tasteless and I'm sure they do too now. But I'm quite confident of the fact they (and btw it was mostly their company anyway) just thought it was >edgy and didn't really grasp the outcome. I understand they might have studied history and WW2 specifically with different lens than us in schools. I know their curriculum focus more on japan/communism/the asian side of ww2, which is understandable. Do americans understand that however... I don't know sometimes if they just try hard or if they are truly and completely out of empathy and understanding about the rest of the world.

I've canceled many people off over time if something didn't sit right with me, but there has to be things I do actually find problematic - where the people involved are 100% conscious of it. It's full of actual fascists in the world, of actual nazis, of actual suprematists, zionists, rapists, go argue with them and touch some grass idk. That's how I see it, truly. And even with the latter, I want people to be held accountable, pay if the commit crimes, and then hopefully learn better. No more than that.

[euterpe-of-hesiod]

Class of '24 Yearbook Page: Linnet and the Thespian Society Creature Coven

*

From Ballad of the Linnet Bird:

Parts of high school were alright and parts of it were terrible, but the best part of high school quickly became Mr. Hornick and the theater department– Linnet’s true home and family. Turns out that in a big public high school like Linnet’s, people needed to find their people or you’d get eaten up. Most wanted to be in sports, because sports were cool– or in student government, because then you had power, even as a kid. Not many kids wanted to go into theater or the arts though. Those who did were considered strange.

Linnet quickly realized that was because– strange was code for magic. Not every theater kid was a magick, but most magicks in their high school ended up involved in some way or other, whether in tech, band, or the art classes, which helped with sets and costumes. 

In Linnet’s year, there was Ridge, a sparrow boy by half (his maw was fair) who was a maker like Linnet’s paw, and so he joined set crew.

 Then Delilah, another sorcerer who studied light as her element. She was on the tech crew, and also loved to paint in art class. 

Austin was the first medium Linnet ever met. When she first met him, he was quiet as church. But that was before she saw him on stage. You let him loose during improv exercises and he went nuts, letting his “freak flag wave” as he called it. He found a lot of inspiration from spirits he had met, so he said, and made a few set characters after his favorites. 

And of course, Samira and Linnet. No two were closer than them. If Linnet were the rushing river, then Samira was the sweet honeysuckle that grew on her banks. If Linnet were the busy bee, then Samira was the beautiful butterfly.  Linnet was bolder and brasher, but Samira was bubbly and funny, a chatterbox in her own way. When they got together, no one could stop them from jabbering like a pair of squirrels discussing the state of acorns. They talked over each other but never got mad because of it. In fact, ask Linnet and she would tell you they had a harmony together that only the two of them could hear. 

*

“We’re a coven,” Delilah had declared when she renamed their group chat, even though Ridge, Austin, and Linnet were not sorcerers. 

“The Weird Coven,” joked Austin. 

“Ooo, I kinda like that!” said Delilah.

“No, no, we’re the Cool Coven. Alliteration, people!” fussed Samira. 

“Creative Coven?” tried Delilah.

“Creepy Coven,” said Austin.

“Miss Spelling Bee can give us a good name,” Samira pointed at Linnet. 

Linnet popped her lips. “Creature Coven,” she said. “Cuz we ain’t all witches. We’re other things. Wild things, like in that one book.”

“Creature Coven. Alright, I like it,” Delilah said approvingly. “That’s us, y’all. You’re all my lil creatures.” She put an arm around Ridge and an arm around Samira and she gave them a squeeze. 

[teeto-peteto]

Apologies if you've already answered this question, but is there anyone in the sentinels roster you'd replace with someone else? If so, who?

this might turn as a surprise since i have always stated my very obvious dislike for the Sentinels of Light event and the whole thing around it but. No! I think the character picking is nice, actually! If anything i have some problems with the Ruined roster, but who doesnt, though?

The problem i have with the roster of the Sentinels is the fact that their characters either behave in completely different ways as canon was stated originally, complete flanderization of characters just for comedic relief and how some of them are either boring or annoying.

I believe Senna and Lucian are prooobably the ''best'' written characters, they made them confusingly mean towards almost everyone wich is somewhat understandable because of the situation of Runeterra but also it was sometimes pretty uncanny and odd how harsh they were towars the rookie and the team sometimes but, i think they were kinda good protagonist in the end. Again, the parallelism of Lucian and Senna's relationship and Viego's with Isolde was a good point, yet again it wasnt very well resolved imo.

I'll try and do a speed rant about the sentinels, again i actually do like the picks! they just didnt respect them at all for some reason...

Vayne was incredibly annoying and whenever she appeared on screen wich was sadly 80% of the story she is unlikable in most senses. I do not know if this is good paired with the canon, i know just the basics about Vayne's lore cause i dont care that much about her, but i mostly skipped all her dialog on the event cause she was pretty boring.

Gwen is nice. She's bubbly, she's cute and brand new to the world. Sadly, she's just comedic relief, and a plot devicer for the 'sentinel skins' to exist. She's important to the story but its never actually explored and we get no type of interaction with Isolde and her not even narrated. She just carries a bunch of 'why?'s that Riot didnt want to answer on this event.

Olaf is a fucking joke and at least they made him a bit more gullable because they got to put the 'honourful death' around wich adds up to his lore where he still keeps making it from hardships even if it's not truly his intention. But he's a joke... just pure, saddening comedic relief.

Irelia suffers the same as Vayne where she's basically mean and its understandable as she's teaming up with a noxian etc etc but... eh. sometimes she's too much imo.

Riven was okay...? At least she is sorry, it doesnt mean Irelia has to forgive her of course but. I guess she's okay?

Graves was an absolute fucking crime and i dont understand and i assume im allowed of my mind completely nuts but... what was that whole flirting with Vayne thing???? What was the point of that?? He's again a comedic relief, but his jokes were specially unfunny most of the time. He has this death animation in league with Twisted Fate's card, yet they made him so incredibly and creepily insistant with Vayne it was so painful to watch... I mean, maybe he is a bisexual king im not aware of but like... holy shit tobias are you seeing this shit?

also like being insistent to women and being all over them all the time is funny hahaha come on everyone laugh riot said its funny!!!

Rengar... is there. Comedic relief, again. Just like Olaf they made him stupid. There's nothing you call pull out of him from this event. He's quite useless. Nobody cared that much in the team i guess.

Diana is... there? I mean she's chill... but like, nothing happened around her character that was mildy interesting or had a bit of growth in her character. She just went and signed a paper.

Pyke is reduced to comedic relief wich is saddening at least for a person like me. He's just there like hii im crazy look at me i say silly stuff cause im crazy hehe!!! And thats it. Paired with Olaf and Rengar they are just basically useless to the team and only there to sprinkle stupidity and jokes. Wont say i didnt jump out of my chair in that scene where Pyke talks with the rook and when he got the wayfinder back, but the rest of the event was very much a let down.

Akshan is nice in personality but his introduction was kinda odd to me how they quickly tried to wrap up his whole lore and use of his weapon and the revive thing it was very fast and sometimes it wasnt adding up. Sometimes he was the soul of the team so... he kinda carried sometimes.

if i had to replace one then probably rengar but i cant think about any champion of Ixtal at that time that would accept/make sense to become a sentinel of light

[somethinglikelife]

I had some time to think this weekend

I realized that I am too cultured for this area of the state, but not cultured enough for a big city (not that I would want to live in a big city, I have social anxiety, and large crowds are a pain for me). I kind of realized this while hanging out with my roommate's family, they're all younger than me, but we went to see the holiday lights and just get out of the apartment for a bit.

That was kind of a mistake, I peopled way too much, with people who have vastly different views than I do, hell, all of them want kids too. I have a ton of mental issues (thank you for those Mom and Dad) that make it so I don't want to have any of my own. I love babysitting, because I can enrich their lives a little (I'm the kind that will read undisneyfied fairy tails to the kids, take them to gardens or parks before sitting them in front of a TV, if my bad knee will let me). I will turn every little outing into a learning experience instead of just relying on the public school system to do it. And really where I am, our schools are barely funded because it's not a rich white city, it's a crumbling former rail town. They're trying to bring back the trains, but to get anywhere in this town without spending all day traveling by bus to go a whole 2 miles, you need a car.

As much as I would like to see it improve, this town feeds off your creativity and leaves you hollow. I used to be able weave stories and write two or three thousand words a day, now, I'm lucky if I can even write a couple hundred. Which is why I'm glad that the roommate and I might be moving. Though after that move, I might move again, I'll be saving up to get a van, thinking a work van to remodel as a small home so I can travel. Which means at some point my blog may lean more that way, to travel in my 50's if I can swing it.

In other words, kind of looking at things that I can do away from people for the most part. Not sure if it's my anti-social nature, just being an introvert (something that while looking back, kinda happened when I was in first grade,) or if it's the fact that the person who wants to me my travel companion, is someone that I don't think I could stand being in the car with for more than 4 hours at a time. I love my roomie like a sister, but she has quirks that drive me nuts. Also, who thinks that getting to the destination is the only reason to go somewhere. I may have been raised weird, by a father who was and still is an amazing photographer, that taught me that the journey is more important than the destination. Which may be why when I can, I take all back roads to get somewhere, not only do you see more, you experience more. I love going through farmlands, seeing cows, horses, even the fields. When you go through Amish country, you get to see the buggies and the air just smells a little fresher (Again will be showing I'm a little weird, I actually like the smell of organic fertilizer (ya know manure) in the spring and fall with freshly tilled soil. There's just life in the smell okay, unlike of the smells of the city, which feels heavily manufactured, and tainted with toxins.

I encourage you all to try a trip out of a city some time if you can. If you can't drive, go by bus, choose a destination that isn't on a highway, you might end up at your destination for over a day, so plan accordingly, but really, those small towns can be amazing.

And yeah I realized I rambled for this post. I promise that not all of them will be rambling on like this. I tend to get that way when it's closer to Yule. As an introverted Asexual during holiday season, it's one of those things that I wonder if my path is the right one, since I'm just pushing myself more into obscurity with being happy to enjoy the holidays without a human partner around.

[palant1r]

what drives me insane about soichiro and matsudas relationship is that matsuda is very clearly set up to think of soichiro as a father figure — see him literally calling soichiro "dad" at the beginning of the timeskip, even if just as a joke — combined with matsuda's parallels with light. its the fact that matsuda is the kind of person soichiro probably thought light was. theres something very delicious about how matsuda is the task force member most associated with and proficient with guns, and probably most able to kill with one — an action which soichiro would probably condemn, but matsuda is nonetheless right behind him on the raid on mello's hideout. how both light and matsuda partake in violence that they justify as being necessary, but soichiro condemns one and uses the other. how soichiro says that Killing Bad and the Power to Kill Bad, which could easily be extrapolated to mean he wouldn't want matsuda to kill light with a gun in the warehouse, but L seemed to think that soichiro would kill light and then himself if he found out light was kira...one wonders what matsuda would have done next if he'd managed to kill light. ide is the member of the task force most in touch with soichiro's PROFESSED ideals, but i think matsuda behaves most like the man soichiro actually was. the split-second decisions to do unhinged shit for the investigation. the simultaneous condemnation of lethal violence and wielding of a lethal weapon. i mean, the very obvious parallel of them both pointing a gun at light and pulling the trigger (now THAT is delicious for so many reasons i do NOT have time to go into now). and we also see evidence of matsuda trying to comfort light after soichiro's death — pulling light away from his body as he's freaking out, for instance, and i think matsuda mostly staying with light while the whole task force galivants around america and japan could also be motivated by that.

now im thinking about how like. matsuda kinda transferred his loyalty from soichiro to light after soichiro died. and how that makes the warehouse a double gut punch and crisis of faith for him. he doesn't have incredibly strong moral convictions against kira like the others — i think you could easily make the argument that he wouldn't have joined or stayed on the task force if not for soichiro. so the warehouse scene doesn't just subvert his entire view of his friend (and crush lol), it also shatters the whole reason he HAD for fighting kira at that point.

its also fucking me up how like. light didn't want to kill his father. he didn't want his father to die. he WANTED MATSUDA TO DIE INSTEAD (i don't believe for a second that he wouldn't have killed matsuda after the 13 days were up if he took the deal). which makes it DOUBLY nuts how it's matsuda who enacts vengeance for soichiro's death.

...now that i think about it, it's fascinating that light didn't bring that up. he very easily could have been like "soichiro only died because you didn't take the eyes" or something. probably would have fucked matsuda up to hear that. in fact, there are a lot of defenses light could have made regarding how that whole situation went down — things probably wouldn't have gone that different even if light wasn't kira. we could keep analyzing that alone, honestly. how much of light's defense does he actually believe, and how much of it is retroactive ideological justification for the guilt of his father's death?

hello my beloved mutual. i saw u tag matsuda & soichiro in a recent Post about Unhinged Dynamics and i would LOVE for you to say more about them if you have thoughts. because now that im thinking about them it is driving me a little insane. like how matsuda was the closest with soichiro and yet was willing to kill for his sake, totally diverging from soichiros ideals...

hello my beloved mutual! sorry this took so long -- this dynamic is so important to me i wanted to spend actual time on it. (also i would love to hear your thoughts on any and all of this because you are the #1 matsuda expert.) SO i think soichrio has something of a paternal relationship with the whole task force, but this is especially true with matsuda. (i am using paternal very lightly, as i don't think their dynamic is particularly unusual even in professional settings, but it's definitely not universal.) even prior to the major events of the kira investigation, matsuda looks to soichiro for guidance and reassurance, and soichiro seems quite happy to provide it.

also, from the same scene, you can see him quite literally running after soichiro to get his advice. soichiro had enough time to walk leisurely out of the office and stretch before this, so it looks like matsuda saw him departing from a distance then went jogging after

so soichiro is someone he feels close to, and in some ways dependent on. he would prefer not to trust his own judgement without soichiro's backing, and he can't wait until the next morning to get it. imo this is still within the bounds of a professional relationship, particularly one between employees of such varying ages, but it's on the very outer bounds of what's normal. also, as time goes on, the task force as a whole becomes much more isolated and dependent on one another. they basically can't see anyone outside of their circle, and soichiro is doing his best to protect them from death. then of course in the end it's soichiro that matsuda cares about the most, not the hundreds or thousands of people that light killed, or even the fact that light had just tried to kill HIM.

(as a sidenote i don't think light is nearly as callous as he seems -- you can see even a panel later he starts calling soichiro by familial terms again, and he uses a less formal word rather than just parroting what matsuda had said. so he still thinks of soichiro as 'dad.') also: although matsuda is clearly deeply affected by this, he doesn't start shooting light because he killed his father. he starts shooting him because light has begun to write near's name. what he actually does after this whole speech is hesitate.

so did this speech convince him? maybe! it's possible that he actually would have shot the entire task force so soichiro's death didn't go to waste. he sure seems ambivalent about the whole situation in the final chapter. at minimum he was willing to consider what light had said. it's even possible that he saw light writing near's name and chose not to interfere, since he doesn't start shooting until aizawa and ide start shouting and jolt him out of his reverie. the manga puts the paper and light's hand dripping blood right around matsuda's eyes, but doesn't zoom back to show is where he's actually looking, so it's all left to interpretation. anyway!! i think this is such a fascinating and extremely intense relationship. imo it's interesting on its own, but there's also loads of potential to exploit in transformative works.