#these r the thoughts i’m thinkin rn

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Laying on the floor in a splat emoji

[jihyoruri]

i js woke up from my nap of the day i’m prolly gone be up all night but wtv so i see somebody say “wait till astrid see this” i get confused so i scroll down nd i see sum bitch thinkin she fuckin beyoncé or sum shit like girl who gives a fuck that u not gone read ole girl stuff nomo like u r not big mama we do not care oh igh anyways‼️ like that shit made me irritated now i wanna argue like ms girl bet not neverrr go in ur ask talkin crazy cuz what… ur 1 outta 1000 nd prolly more that read her stuff bffr nd its the fact that u can tell she thought she ate that nd im neva scared to argue she can dm me rn df🤢-𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂asstrid

it was honestly so uncalled for like DAMN WHAT DID I DO

[b1mbodoll]

ALSO WDYM YOURE NORMAL HEIGHT YOURE A BABY I THOUGHT YOUD BE LIKE AROUND MY HEIGHT (~5'4'') and stOP TALKING EVERY LITTLE THING YOU SAY MAKES ME WANT YOU MORE ???the piercings in combination w the glasses must look sO gorgeous omgg??? especially bc i just know that youre already way too pretty to handle like 😮‍💨😮‍💨 just kiss me already 🙄🙄

<🫧3

u r makin my pretty lil head inflate and there r pink little hearts in my eyes rn!!!!! i’m in love with u…

i’m not a baby!!!!!!!! i’m normal average height :D cant believe ur taller than me im sick rn i curse u, 🫧 anonie!!

we need to kiss and get married right now bc ur sweet lil words have me kickin my lil feet around n gigglin like a dummy 😵‍💫 i’m srsly swooning rn thank u for thinkin im pretty :3 i think ‘m a little bit cute n ‘m kissinf u rn!!!! with tongue <333 i bet ur drop dead gorgeous >:]

[campgender]

Yes! Just! Like oh good lord, jesus, yes! Ik u havent even had time 2 respond 2 the rest of my ask (understandable, I am Also nothin if not long winded), & here Im already adding more 2 the pile, but! Ok I didnt wanna like, b 2 presumptuous abt exactly Y it felt like we’re parallel (waves! Hi!) but I also totally was thinkin abt stuff like ‘Im subby af & I think its 4 sure A Factor cuz idk abt Mac but I get the feeling ze is decidedly Less So’ & then u said high femmedom & it was like yes! 1/4

Hello! (Sidenote, ace/stone/sub/bottom combo means I took a Comically long time 2 figure out that those 1st 2 traits werent just extensions of the 2nd 2 lol) Stone resonance, I love that, omigosh. & I think thats exactly where the parallel gets so interesting, w/ the allergy friendly cake (ur talking 2 a fellow ‘I cant eat anything’ celiac here), cuz that ‘Asking 2 much’,

4 me its like, I feel like Im still v much reeling & relishing in the freedom/fear mix of like, submissive acts ofservice r still Acts Of Service & u can b uncomfy w/ them, or even just U Can B Uncomfy W/ Shit, Period, like w/o the need 2 ‘Make up 4 it’, so the idea of sum1 getting off on those boundaries is like, not Bad, but it feels like it kinda undercuts these still v new & healing ideas 4 me, ykno? Like I need it 2 b ok even when no 1 is conveniently in2 it.

& ofc this is me talking on a personal level, like I absolutely Get wanting ppl 2 b in2 it & I love that 4 u, omg. <3 Also that last paragraph, holy shit, I want that, like, on a shirt or embroidered on smth, omg. If this is a disease I sure hope its sexually transmitted, I mean goddamn! Hopefully Im not monopolizing ur inbox lol, but u continue 2 b a poet & a delight. <3 -Baby

omg thank youuu this was, as always, lovely to receive & truly so so validating. that’s the first time anyone has said i have dom vibes & it genuinely makes me tear up 🥺💓💓 also omg stone celiac solidarity!!! <33 that’s so exciting & truly makes me feel like someone out there Gets It

i absolutely feel & affirm smashing the perceived need to “make up for” something to smithereens, that makes a ton of sense & definitely resonates with feelings / needs from a given sexual interaction that i kinda fluctuate in & out of these days. i’m proud of you for doing your best to honor yourself & your boundaries & wish you so much love on this journey!!

& tyyy omg, you’re a delight & i appreciate hearing your thoughts & experiences so much!! also thrilled you appreciated my high femmedom verbiage lol, a fun mac fact is my favorite porn genre in my early 20s was vids that involved a woman getting a guy off without touching him, particularly cbt & getting off on her shoe. & now i’m looking back at that like babe u were sooo oblivious oh my god

like so much of my sexual journey rn is looking at my past self & zyr desires & being like “guess what, you can just do that.” it’s a process that’s baffling + frustrating + deeply pleasurable, & i’m interested to see what other connections remain for me to make. i’ve been keeping a journal of sorts to try to trace these themes with the hope of doing more of what i enjoy in my life

a different thought i’ve been turning over lately & wanted to share with you is how my particular experience of stone + domming + disability troubles the concept of what it means to top someone. like, guys have told me how to fuck myself & i’ve told people how to fuck themselves, & the former were tops or vers who considered that an act of topping me whereas i’m high femme, & the only difference is they wanted it to be their cock rather than my toy whereas i wouldn’t want anything different if i was with someone in person.

so it’s like, is the fantasy what constructs this act differently? the omnipresence of my boundaries? i don’t think there’s a single answer, it’s just fascinating. obv some people don’t consider virtual sex acts to be fucking at all, which i love how my disability + stone + denial challenges bc again, i can fuck someone without touching them in person, too lol

as always thank you for so much food for thought + sense of community!! hope ur doing well, all the best to you 💓💓

[daddykawa]

stoner suna inviting you over so he can smoke you out and he also ends up eating you out :))))))

[tofuxtea]

[11:14pm] gorou

ft. gorou x gn!reader

cw. nsfw, biting, gorou with a(n) oral fixation/biting kink, slightly dom!?gorou

notes. this was absolutely doodoo but idc it got me thinkin fr. its also not proofread im so high rn

the concept of gorou having a thing for biting. LIKEEEEE.

i mean think about it. he’s half dog, he has sharp canines anyway, gets pretty easily worked up if you touch his ears. at first, he’d nip at your neck when leaving hickies to mark his territory. he noticed how you would tense up in his arms every time his teeth grazed your skin and initially he thought you were scared of it - of him. it wasn’t until you had to bite back a moan did he realize that it was quite the opposite.

this fueling his ego, he’d bite down hard enough to leave four tiny indents in your neck and even your arms. makeout sessions would turn aggressive when gorou would take your bottom lip in between his teeth and pull ever so slightly and litter your soft skin with bites. it wasn’t at all painful, no. only enough to leave marks of his four canines on your skin for a few hours minimum. worst case scenario, you would get a couple of teasing remarks from aether when he caught a glimpse of purple patches and recovering bite marks during a sparring session.

over time his biting got worse and harder, to the point where your eyes would brim with tears every time he marked you. gorou would never intentionally hurt you but something about the way your body reacted, absolutely helpless to his assault on your skin, had him in a trance.

“g-gorou, i’m not gonna be able to cover these.” though your whines missed his ears and he continued with no falter. offering some meek reply, his hand laced tightly into your own, pressing it into your pillow.

just be quiet, the gentle squeeze said.

you bit back a cry as a sharp intrusion on your sensitive skin sent a shock down your back. your thighs pressed into his torso. “h-harder. bite harder-” you cried out, an embarrassed heat creeping up to your cheeks, “-please.

he complied with a groan, teeth roughly continuing their onslaught on your sensitive neck. the marks would be borderline brutal in the morning and undeniably a bitch to cover up, but neither of you cared.

i wanna put gorou on a leash tbh im fried rn -r

[kkodzvken]

Glad to see that you’re back! If requests are open, could I ask for more about the band AU that you’ve been teasing?

aaaaa thank u angel!! requests r certainly open (and much appreciated bc i need to get back into the groove lol) and i am always thinkin band au thoughts ksjfjdks

although my brain is quite fried rn so i’ll add more later, but here’s some of the stuff i’ve written in my planning doc!!

tags/warnings: notsfw so 18+ only pls, manipulative/toxic relationships, mentions of drug use, infidelity

touya’s the scary one. hes covered in tattoos and metal, and his eyes are as cold as ice. hes scary, but he loves you. he loves you, right? that’s what you want to believe. you repeat it to yourself, even as he’s slamming his hips against yours and biting your lips so hard that they bleed.

truth be told, he knows that it’s wrong. maybe he felt a bit guilty at the beginning, but he’s too far gone to care now. you’ve always been too pure for a man like him, whose blood and brain are sticky with toxins. but you just look so pretty when you’re crying for him. he just can’t help it.

keigo is the golden boy, the songbird with the prettiest voice and even prettier eyes. he’s always so sweet to you, always treats you like you’re something precious. he’s liquid sunshine, and despite your touya telling you to never fucking talk to him, you can’t help but be drawn to his light.

you hate seeing what fame is doing to touya. he’d always loved music, ever since you were kids, but this band is dragging him deeper and deeper away from you. he promises that he loves you, but when he’s on tour, he never spends a night alone. the fame, the drugs, the attention, they all consume him. he gets meaner and meaner, treats you worse and worse.

but at least keigo is there. he’s your light in the darkness, your liquid sunshine who’ll steal you away. when you run, he’s the one that catches you. but you can’t get rid of the sinking feeling of wrongness whenever you’re with him. he’s not touya. he’ll never be touya. even though he whispers the sweetest words against your skin as he fucks you into the mattress. his hands, his tongue, his cock — they all feel good, but they’re not touya.

keigo says he loves you. you’re not sure if you believe him. you’re not sure if you believe touya, either, when he finally pushes past his pride and apologizes. you’re not sure if you can trust a single word that leaves their lips, or a single thought that leaves your brain.

for reference — keigo (singer) n touya (bassist) are in a band, along with tomura (lead guitar) and toga (drums). i have …a whole Lot that ive been thinking about in terms of the relationships between the todorokis and their whole messy dynamic, particularly between enji and touya bc the potential there drives me MAD aksjfndksj enji will definitely be the catalyst for a lot of touya’s actions

i’ve written a fair amount but it’s all just random scenes and flashes and nothing that i’m satisfied w so idk how long until i’ll have something /ready/ but we’ll see!!!! hopefully soon!!!!!!!

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 2]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; cam show, masturbation, dirty talk, sir!kink, tiny jealous!seungcheol. Wow! Thank you all so much for your interest in Cherry Bomb and our very favorite simp! LMAO 😆 And thank you all for being so patient! I know one week drags on when ur waiting for content so thank you so so so so so much for your patience! 🥰🍒 also, some new characters in this, am sorry if ur not a fan but the rest of svt r also simps in this so we had to expand a bit 🤪 HAHAHA HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEUNGCHEOL!!!

chapters; 1 - 2 - ? 

It’s 10:05AM when Seungcheol makes it to work, tossing his things in his employee locker before pocketing his phone and heading out to the floor for the day.

He’d gotten approximately 3 hours of sleep and the giddiness was still eating him up when he greets Jeongguk; the tall male that works at the concession stand at the roller rink.

“Hey Seungcheol-hyung! Whoa, you look like you didn’t get any sleep, what happened to you?” The two share a laugh; Seungcheol ruffling his own hair as he sighs. “I couldn’t sleep last night, I was just too… Uh, excited about w-work…” He stutters out, Jeongguk’s eyebrow raised almost immediately at the blatant lie.

“Hyung, we’ve been working here for months. No offense, but nobody gets excited about coming here. Yoongi-hyung is hiding in the restroom as we speak.” Jeongguk deadpans, eyes rolling as he passes Seungcheol a water bottle. “Did you get laid?”

Not really, but kinda? But no, Seungcheol thinks.

“Nah, I just, I got a new PC game and I stayed up all night playing. You know how it is!” Jeongguk nods in understanding.

Seungcheol checks his phone for the umpteenth time since he’d woken up and you still hadn’t texted him. Not that he entirely expected to be woken up to a text message from you, but he perhaps had dreamt of it; waking up and scrambling to find the device while he shook the sleep from his eyes.

Sighing, he pockets the device, swiping the water bottle off of the countertop before he shoots Jeongguk a fixed stare. “When does Namjoon-hyung get back from his vacation?” Namjoon was one of the managers who’d gone on an extended vacation recently which left Seungcheol picking up extra shifts. 

On normal occasions, he would’ve politely declined but seeing as it meant extra cash, he practically begged to take them.

“Mmm, dunno. Maybe like a week?” Seungcheol mentally cheers; that meant one more week of extra pay even if he dragged his tired body home every night. He would finally be able to buy you that Sybian that he’d been saving up for. You never asked for one but Seungcheol liked to spoil you and quite frankly, he wanted to see you fall apart on it while you thought of him.

“Cool, well, I’ll be disinfecting the rollerskates. Tell Yoongi-hyung to come help me if he ever emerges from the restroom.”

“You got it, hyung!”

In the time between leaving Jeongguk at the concession stand and the fourth pair of skates he’s disinfected, a party of ten show up at the roller rink; loud and obnoxious as they set their things everywhere. He sighs, knowing exactly that he would be the one to clean up the mess afterwards.

Seungcheol watches the gaggle of teens fumble all over the rink, a sigh on his lips as he sanitizes another pair of skates. He contemplated every single day if it was worth working at the old and usually empty rollerskating rink, but he had to admit, it paid obscenely well. Nobody wanted to work there so his boss basically paid him double his old wage; silent screams running through his head as soon as he realized that meant he can afford to spoil you with more gifts. That had been hard when he was working at the diner down the street.

“Hey ‘Cheol, some kid broke the wheels off of his rental skates. D’you think you can go handle it?” Yoongi drawls, eyes glued to his phone as he waits for Seungcheol’s reply.

Goddamnit.

“Sure, let me just finish cleaning these.”

Yoongi nods, walking off. Seungcheol sets the old pair of skates down, dusting off his work pants as he stands up. He feels his phone vibrate in the pocket, fishing it out to check what it is.

[cherry_clouds has gone live!]

His vision goes red; pupils shaking when he sees it. You never went live this early in the day. He can feel his throat going dry, panicked screaming in his head when he realizes his break isn’t for another hour and a half and your shows usually lasted at least 45 minutes on a short day. But Seungcheol can’t miss this; not after the two of you had spoken last night.

Seungcheol’s teeth clench as he glances around the loud room, seeing his co-workers on the floor. He just needed to catch your show for at least 15 minutes and he swore he’d be fine.

“Fuck them kids.” He mutters under his breath, beelining for the employee restroom.

Seungcheol says a thankful prayer, locking the door behind him as he sits on the countertop. Just a few minutes; 20 tops. He lowers the volume so nobody can hear your voice except for him.

tangerine_kwan: whoa, a morning show?

alphagyu97: for once, i’m glad i wake up early

xcaliburDK: honestly, same

You giggle on screen, wiping the sleepiness from your eyes as you stretch out on your bedsheets. Seungcheol smiles appreciatively; you’d slept in the cute sheer lavender babydoll he’d sent you when you first hit 5k subs. “I know… it’s really rare, huh? I woke up and I felt so needy… I was so wet when I woke up…” He watches with bated breath as you tease yourself, running your hands from your torso down between your legs.

artist8hao: oh? what’s on your mind, doll?

universe_WZ: what did i miss

“I was just thinkin’, y’know? I couldn’t sleep last night after I finished all the important stuff I had to do~ ‘n you didn’t miss anything yet~” You tease, fingertips pressing into your soaking panties as you moan.

dom.cheol: i couldn’t sleep either… too busy thinkin’ about you ;)

Seungcheol feels the adrenaline pulsing through his veins, checking how much time has passed since he holed up in the restroom.

dom.cheol has donated $50

therealchan99 has donated $25

therealchan99: all the insomniacs are probably cryin rn

sleepy_wonu: speak for yourself, i’m deadass in the middle of my forensics lab with headphones on and the screen dimmed to hell

“Oho~ Is our sleepy_wonu trying to be a forensics scientist?” You giggle, biting your lip cutely as you stare into the camera lens.

sleepy_wonu: ya, maybe i can buy you gifts if i ever start getting paid big bucks

Seungcheol’s eyes narrow at the comments, jealousy bubbling up at one of your other regulars. He typically tried to keep his jealousy in check, knowing that just because he showered you with gifts didn’t mean the two of you were exclusive or that you owed him anything. And he especially knew you always liked to engage with your viewers and ask them about themselves.

“Hmm~ Our dom.cheol seems quiet this morning~ Everything okay, sir?” Seungcheol feels the arousal pouring over his body and he tries to will it away;  after all, he still needed to get back to work once you were done.

dom.cheol: everything’s ok, sweetheart. you’re very cute in the morning

Your eyes pierce the camera and Seungcheol can momentarily feel his breath stop; fingertips clutching his phone for dear life.

“Mmm, I went to sleep last night dreamin’ of nice and strong hands pinning me down to my bed ‘n fuckin me into the sheets…” You pause, slipping the sheer babydoll over your head which left you only in your lace panties. “And there was a really really really dominating voice making me cum and tellin’ me to take all of his cock and oh~ god, it’s like I could feel it!” You finish, slipping your soaking panties off before you spread your legs wide for the camera.

You don’t waste any time, plunging two fingers deep into your pussy as you keen, toes curling against the sheets as you start fucking yourself.

“Ngh, fu--fuck, ‘n they made me cum over and, hah, o-over, fucking my pussy ‘n my ass… ‘n then cumming down my throat… Mmh and I still wanted more even when they filled me up with so much cum~”

Seungcheol’s throat is drier than a desert, almost dropping his phone as he listens to you. There was absolutely no way you weren’t talking about him.

tangerine_kwan: holy shit

dom.cheol: what else, baby

You curl your fingers, barely able to touch your g-spot and it makes you wonder for a second how well Seungcheol could finger you and how much of his cock you could take.

“A-ah, and--mmh, and I--I kept begging ‘Sir, p-please fuck me more!’ ‘n I felt so f-full… God, it felt so real~ I really needed to cum when I woke up so I turned on my cam~” You whine, thumb pressing down onto your clit. You hated to admit it but thinking of Seungcheol’s deep voice and obscenely handsome good looks was enough to make you cum once more before you even went to sleep and now even your subconscious seemed to crave the devilishly handsome male.

alphagyu97 has donated $75

dom.cheol has donated $250

artist8hao: those cute ‘lil fingers enough to satisfy your greedy pussy?

Mewling, you start rubbing circles on your clit, chasing the quickly growing urge to cum. The sound of donations flood your ears but all you can think of is Seungcheol’s deep voice groaning and growling into your ear. “No~ I want m-more but… but I came so much last night too! Maybe I am a ‘lil greedy, huh?” You tease, adding a third finger as you moan loudly. The stretch felt good; head imagining Seungcheol’s fingers as you fuck yourself faster.

dom.cheol: why don’t you cum? I can see you want to, sweetheart.

“Mmm, is it okay, sir? Can I cum already?” You ask shyly, batting your eyelashes at the camera as Seungcheol grits his teeth, cock throbbing in his work pants. He would definitely need to take care of this before he stepped back out onto the floor.

dom.cheol: cum, babygirl, you deserve it.

Your eyes snap shut right after you read Seungcheol’s comment, biting your lip as you race to your orgasm. The sound of your fingers fucking into your wet pussy and your moans are all Seungcheol can hear, pupils blown wide knowing you just came thinking about him, probably. Or so he hoped, at least.

You can feel your legs shaking, threatening to snap shut as your orgasm crests; the sound of rapid fire donations battering your ears as you cum hard on your own fingers. Choked sobs and cries are all you can muster, shapes dancing behind your eyelids the entire time the pleasure washes over you.

xcaliburDK: well goddamn, good morning to me

sleepy_wonu: fuck

universe_WZ: i… speechless

Seungcheol smiles smugly to himself, mentally patting himself on the back.

“Mm… ‘m so tired…” You murmur, slipping your wet fingers from inside your pussy as you moan at the emptiness. Seungcheol watches as you lick your fingers, cleaning them off before you lay on your side facing the camera.

universe_WZ: i think u deserve a nap

alphagyu97: yea, cuz holy shit fuck that was hot

therealchan99: god i love it when u dirty talk

j__min has donated $400

j__min: me too, dollface ;)

Confusion crosses Seungcheol’s face at the newcomer, blood draining from his body at how much they seemed to donate on the first go.

“Huh? Oh! Do we have a new regular?” You inquire, sleepiness lacing your voice. A nap was definitely needed after the last 24 hours of your life.

j__min: ur quite cute, might need to keep my eye on u princess ;)

dom.cheol has donated $450

That’ll show them, Seungcheol thinks. He didn’t often think of himself as competitive either, but goddamn, would he go the extra mile for you.

You giggle tiredly on camera and he can see the sleepiness in your eyes, watching with fondness as you answer a few more comments, yawning cutely as you stretch out on the bedsheets again. He mentally thanks you for not giving the newcomer any extra attention.

dom.cheol: take a nap, sweetheart.

Nodding, you yawn once more. “Okay, everyone~ I think I’m gonna take that nap you all seem to want me to take, hehe~ ‘n then I’ll probably wake up and get some food delivered ‘cause I’m still really tired after last night… But I just can’t help it, y’know? Sometimes I just wanna be fucked nice ‘n hard by a real cock~” Winking, you say your goodbyes, thanking them for their donations and support; blowing the camera a kiss before you end the stream.

Seungcheol lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, body slumping atop the counter. He had loads of questions now that you were off air. Firstly, were you thinking about him? Secondly, who the fuck was j__min?

Shaking the thoughts from his head, he checks the clock. 45 minutes. He groans. At least nobody had come looking for him.

Seungcheol places his phone down onto the counter, biting his lip and palming himself over his work pants before he thinks, screw it.

A satisfied groan spills from his lips as soon as he wraps a hand around his throbbing cock, not wasting another second before he starts a quick pace. He imagines your tight pussy and your face contorting in pleasure as he fucks you into your own bedsheets, thrusting up into his clenched fist as the images linger in his mind. Licking his lips, he thinks about your sweet moans as you beg him for more, stray tears slipping down your cheeks when you call him ‘sir’ through choked sobs.

And it doesn’t take long before Seungcheol is cumming, teeth biting into his bottom lip to keep his noises in as the euphoria washes over him.

He sighs, sated, as he slows down his strokes, thankful he didn’t get any cum on his work pants.

Seungcheol gives himself a second to catch his breath, shuffling off of the countertop to get cleaned up before he steps back out. He grimaces when he meets his own eyes in the dingy mirror; he’d just gotten off at work while you did an extremely rare morning show. Granted, it wasn’t the lowest he’d ever felt but definitely was a contender.

Shaking his head, he steps back out, the outdated pop music hitting his ears as soon as the roller rink comes back into view.

The gaggle of teens are still on the floor, Jeongguk looks unbothered and Yoongi sits by the skate rental booth; not a single one of them even noticing he was missing for the approximate hour he was in the restroom.

He really loved his job.

That night, Seungcheol trudges home more tired than he usually is.

You still hadn’t texted him, which was fine. But he had checked his phone every second he had free, zoning out when he saw no new notifications.

Seungcheol toes his shoes off once he crosses the threshold of his studio apartment, making his way to the sofa before he flops down onto it. He scrolls through a few apps, mindlessly reading a few things before his stomach growls.

“Guess I should eat…” He mumbles to himself, placing his phone onto his chest before he closes his eyes for a second. Sighing, he relaxes, almost falling asleep. It was generally really loud at work with the people and the music always blaring, so he liked to bask in the quietness whenever he had the chance to.

This time, however, the peace and quiet doesn’t last long when his phone vibrates on his chest, alerting him of a text message. He grabs his phone at lightning speed, eyes wide when he sees a text message from an unknown number. Quickly opening the notification, his pupils shake as he recognizes your typing style almost immediately.

Unknown Number: Cheollie~ ><;; ‘m sorry I didn’t text sooner… i was kinda shy… and i slept so much too hehe~ oops~ i hope i’m not bothering you? i didn’t know when it was a good time…

Seungcheol shakes his head at his phone, sitting up as the excitement blooms within him again. He take a moment to figure out the best response, typing and erasing the same sentence three times before he sends it.

‘Not at all, sweetheart. ;) How was your nap?’

[alister312]

HIII NON SP FAN ANON HERE OK SO first of all sorry for the long ask SECOND OF ALL me and pp anon are in a theatre class together and were doing a final project which is pretty much free choice (theyre doing improv i think) and i decide to write a script so pp was like "make it gregstophe" and i was like ok!! but also like tma brainrot so jon and martin are there. actually its more like jmart play ft. gregstophe bc they come in like halfway during the first scene but ANYWAYS im gonna tell you the plot.

ok so basically martin beats some mf to death bc they were being mean to his little meow meow (jon (also i just remembered i changed jons name to john to make it a little less obvious)) and johns like wtf. stop it. and they almost get into an argument but then johns like we gotta clean this up. and thats when gregory and christophe stroll in and r like we can do that! pay up and jons like ok and thats the end of the first scene!! and rn im working on scene 2 with just gregstophe and martin discussing john!!!

also idk if its obvious but i am a firm believer in jon not john. idc ab the transcripts their full name is JONATHAN NOT JOHNATHAN !! (jonny has a valid reason tho so good for him)

ALSO THEYRE ALL TRANS (and nonbinary except for martin) bc they/them jon is so... <3 i love jon so much 😭😭😭😭 omg i kinda wanna draw them now,, anyways

ok so third of all i was thinking ab gregstophe tma au again and i asked a bunch of random questions to pp and i think christophe would be a buried/corruption avatar??? pp said he would like bugs and i think the corruption would like feeding onto whatever he and his mom got going on.. and digging for the buried ofc

gregory seems like an elias kinnie to me idk.. maybe its bc he seems smug and british or something... so maybe eye avatar??? i actually focused a lot more on christophe questions lmao,, also i dont know anything ab canon but i see a lot of stuff with them as... mecrcanianies??? mercansines??? idk how to spell it but they like kill ppl or something i think that could lead them down into becoming hunt avatars... idk maybe im just thinkin ab christophe kinning daisy 😭😭

hmmm i wanna work on a consistent artstyle i like so i can draw gregstophe and jmart double date i think that would be neat :DD

ok i think those r all my relevant thoughts for now byee have a good day/evening !!!!

hey again bestie!! ooh theatre class :O i did a lot of theatre in high school. even wrote a gregstophe-inspired one act once lmao so I get just how inspiring they can be

that plot all sounds very good so far! I’m curious if they’re going to get into more silly hijinks trying to hide the bodies or if you’ll be going down a more dark and serious route? either way I wish you luck!! also fuck yeah trans rights

I can’t speak much on the tma terminology or character comparisons (but I wholeheartedly trust you as someone who is clearly passionate about it). however, on the subject of Gregory and Christophe as mercenaries:

in the movie, Gregory is initially the one who is supposed to go free Terrance and Phillip (two political prisoners who are about to be publicly executed). however, Stan insists that he go instead so Gregory tells him he has to go and request the services of a mercenary named “The Mole”. when he meets Stan and his gang, Christophe only calms down once they mention they were sent by “that Gregory kid”. this seems to imply that Christophe is probably often hired by Gregory to do mercenary work. “mercenary work” is such a broad term though, bc it could mean literally anything so long as Christophe is paid for it. however, since Gregory is such a political revolutionary (and Christophe specifically says “viva la resistance”), fans have tended to have them working against corrupt governments or corporations. often in the form of assassinations and breaking into compounds.

hopefully that bit of information is helpful for you! again, I wish you the best of luck in continuing to write your script and with making art 👀 imo the true secret to making art is that art styles only exist in so much as that you find what works best at the moment. art styles change and that’s a good thing! unless you’re doing a webcomic I don’t think you necessarily need to find a “consistent” style (and even then it’s totally not required) ☺️

[regrettablewritings]

Modern!Jaskier x Reader Ship Meme

Prompts taken from this ship meme

Which one texts like a straight white boy?: Of course it would have to be our resident white boy. It isn’t even that he necessarily means to, there’s just an embarrassing amount of overlap between the messages a straight white boy tends to text, and those of your rising star boyfriend. You’d look more into it if it weren’t for the fact that you know there’s no actual malice in it, and because it’s just so sad that it’s funny. If one were to go into the photos saved on your phone, they would’ve surely come upon an entire album of screenshots you’d taken over the years, from when Jaskier would be on tour without you to when he’d just be resting at home while you were out at work. Things like: “Wat r u up to 2nit, cutie? ;)” “I’m probably just gonna play whatever’s on my Watch Later backlog on youtube until I conk out.” “Wild!!! anyway wat would u do if i was there rn~?” Or “Do u miss me? :(” “Of course I do ya dingus!” “Ok....Can we do a quickie over videochat?” “Jas i’m at the store.” “The point still stands.” Or “Watcha thinkin bout? ;)” “About how The Great Gatsby becoming public domain means there’s nothing stopping anyone from making a drag show interpretation called The Gay Dragsby.” “Aaww w/o me? ;)” “...” “WAIT NO I THOUGT YOU’D SAY YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT ME SHIT NO.” “BUT ACTUALLY DO GO ON IM KINDA INTERESTD.” If it were anybody else, you would’ve blocked them. But this wasn’t anybody else. It was your Jaskier: Your foolhardy, constantly horny, but never-short-of-loving Jaskier. And besides, not for nothing, at least they were something you could get a laugh out of.

Which one cried during a fucking Disney movie?: Once again, Jaskier is the guilty party. It’s no secret that he’s the more emotional of the two of you -- he wore his investment in Titanic with pride, after all. But it is a secret that the particular Disney movie to make him cry was Hercules of all things! Not Bambi, not The Lion King, not even Beauty and the Beast, but goddamn Hercules! (On another note, he also cried to Coco. But that barely counts: Literally everyone and their mother has cried during Coco. The only difference here was that Jaskier could relate to being a young man so in love with music while coming from a family that discouraged the pursuit of it.) This isn’t a knock on anyone who enjoys the movie, mind you, but let’s be honest: Out of the Disney animated canon, Hercules isn’t exactly the most . . . emotionally cathartic or heart-string-plucking of the bunch. But just because it didn’t go out of its way to create a crying frenzy doesn’t mean that it’s lacking in some humanity. It is, after all, still a Disney film. The problem is, Jaskier can’t even quite express why it made him cry the night you both decided to watch it. Maybe it had something to do with a young man most people took as a joke trying to achieve greatness? And to be fair, “Go the Distance (Reprise)” and “A Star is Born” differently when you’ve done some growing . . .

Who put a goddamned fork in the microwave?: It only happened once, but you’d never let him live it down. You like to joke that you’d left him to his own devices for just fifteen minutes so that you could take a shower -- of which was completely true -- and that was all he needed for things to go downhill. Nobody wants to think they’d be in the wrong for trusting a 20-something year-old to not be his usually somewhat distractable self. But that particular day, said 20-something year-old decided to occupy that little spot of time to himself with TV and a plate of leftovers. And normally this would’ve been fine and dandy. But normally, Jaskier would’ve just waited for the food to heat before searching for something to watch. It shouldn’t have been too big of an issue that it went the other way around that day, but apparently it was. As much as he wanted to (which honestly wasn’t by much), Jaskier just couldn’t tear his eyes away from the images flashing on the TV. The baby blues were set on the screen the entire while -- up until he heard a faint popping. Followed by a sound he normally only heard in a cheesy sci-fi movie. The problem was, he wasn’t watching anything even remotely science-fiction-y . . . All you were doing when you exited the bathroom was going to grab your lotion. That was literally all you had any expectations for. What you hadn’t expected to come upon was your boyfriend, hollering and diving over the sofa in order to scramble into the kitchen and stop that strange, not-good-sounding sound. Suffice to say, you had to put your shower on hold; it simply had to wait for you to finish fussing, then again for you to finish laughing your ass off. And again because if you entered the shower still laughing, you’d probably slip and break your head open and then Jaskier would have to deal with another possible emergency caused by himself.

Who does the silly hands-over-the-eyes “Guess who?” thing?: You can both be guilty of it, but Jaskier without a doubt does it more. Sometimes he’ll emerge from “his cave” (aka the little nook in the apartment where he likes to mess around and write lyrics or arrangements) on a break and catch an unsuspecting you sitting on the couch or at the dinner table. Other times, it could just be when he comes back from running some errands or doing a quick interview at the local radio station. You don’t mind it much . . . Especially since you can get a rise out of him by purposefully guessing the wrong person. (“Hmmm . . . Could it be . . . my mail-order husband? Boy, that was quick. And all the way from Russia, too . . .” “Uh, no.” “The milkman, finally accepting my invitation to commence a torrid love affair?” “Okay, you know damn well -- ” “Or better yet: My hopes and dreams have manifested, oh, Waluigi, could it really and truly be you!?” “What in the absolute fuck --”)

Who puts their cold hands/feet on their partner?: Because it’s usually himself who presents as being the more mischievous of the two, and because he tends to run the warmest, it always shocks Jaskier when you decide to play dirty and put your cold limbs all over him. Is it childish? Yes. But are his reactions to the sudden feeling of icy flesh hilarious? Also yes. You love to creep up on him when he’s tuning his guitar or scribbling down lyrics, or just minding his own damn business by trying to actually turn in relatively early for once. You love even more to watch him jolt and release the most high-pitched yip a man of his build could ever even joke about making. You’ll still be laughing about it as he scowls at you, cursing your “ghoul hands” and demanding to know if he’s dating a corpse at this point. Of course, no matter how peeved he might be, you can always count on one other thing from his dramatic reactions: Him huffily grabbing your hands into his own and rubbing them warm, or him forcing a park of fuzzy socks on your feet. And just for extra measure, you can be sure that he’ll spend the rest of the night holding you close or cuddling you -- “For exchanging bodily heat purposes,” he will always reason.

Who had that embarrassing reality TV marathon?: You both are guilty of it, actually. The question should really be, who is the least shameful about it. As with most things regarding a lack of shame, it was, of course, our dear Jaskier. Being a musician with a growing following, the little attention whore just can’t miss out on an opportunity to show himself off to his awaiting public. A rising star with relatability and a taste for trash? People eat that shit up! So you’ve learned to be less surprised every time he decides to liveblog himself watching things like Love Island or any of the 90-Day Fiancee spin-offs. In fact, in more recent times, you’ve come to join in with him, adding your own corresponding Tweets and commentary. Though don’t be too shocked once he starts holding polls and letting the public decide what show the two of you should watch next.

Who laughs more during sex?: You do, completely through Jaskier’s own efforts. Jaskier’s always had a pretty lax view of sex. This didn’t change when he met you, of course, but how he specifically portrayed that laxness did undergo some metamorphosis. Before, the entertainer was much more intent on his bedroom experiences being a display of power and an ability to please. Something dramatic and to be taken seriously. He still sees the importance of satisfaction in the bedroom, mind you, but with you, he can’t help but feel more . . . comfortable. With you, it’s a little more okay if he accidentally makes a dumb noise that in no way can be salvaged as sexy. With you, it’s a little more okay if he struggles to get his or your pants off, or if he struggles with removing your bra. And with you, he’s come to find that he’s a lot more okay with sharing a giggle or being a little more loose about things. It’s fine if your fingers tickle him or if he struggles to think of something proper dirty. But it’s even more fine if you think something he says or does makes you laugh, but not in a way that discredits his efforts. When you laugh, it shows that you’re comfortable with him. Comfortable enough to be with him, and be truly vulnerable. So do forgive him if he can’t help but run his fingers up your sides in a tickling fashion, or sloppily string together an innuendo. He simply loves how golden your laughter sounds, even in the throes of passion, intermingled with sweet whimpers and pleas of his name. How the heave of your chest and rippling of your tummy bumpily sync in with the rhythm of his thrusts . . . He just wants to see your smile, your genuine mirth, and bask in it with you. Besides, it serves as excellent song inspiration for him . . .

Who is the little spoon?: It depends on the sway of the day, really. As a whole, you both take turns without much thought simply because you tend to just fall into your positions. Some days, you just happen to lay into him in a way that makes you the little spoon. Other days, he conks out next to you in a manner that most could consider would make you the big spoon (or jet pack). Neither side really fights how it plays out unless one or the other may feel small and vulnerable, or just plain tired and in need of comfort. You often find yourself playing the role of the more dominating position during those first few days after Jaskier returning home from either a quick tour, or after finishing a long week of hours upon hours in the studio, or whatever kind of press-related nonsense his management team told him he needed to do. For as much as your boyfriend loved the spotlight, the truth was he was still quite capable of burning out and needing time to himself. Or, at the very least, just time with you. Even if that means he’s asleep for most of it, with you clinging to his back as he drifts off into a much-needed sleep. He makes sure to return it tenfold when you need just the same. Sure, your occupation may not be of the same nature as his own, but that didn’t mean you were in any less need of his cuddling. In fact, with him being gone as often as he was, Jaskier couldn’t help but feel almost guilty for not always being able to provide you with the basic comforts of being a constantly present boyfriend. Hence why the moment he would see your fatigued body crossing the threshold of your apartment, he would be all over you, ushering you into a quick shower, followed by a quick and simple dinner or snack, and capped off with him cuddling about you from behind. It didn’t matter if you’d come home right in the middle of a writing frenzy, or even if he’d been in the middle of searching for a breakthrough with an arrangement -- for as vain and bullheaded as Jaskier could be, he knew he owed you at least this much. You already put up with so much of his nonsense; this was quite literally the least he could do, both for you and for himself. Besides, he who was he to fight against the feeling of you wiggling closer into his hold, to deny himself the sound of your soft breathing as you lay yourself vulnerable to him? The fact of the matter is that he simply isn’t. He couldn’t be. Maybe in the beginning when things were still so unsteady and uncertain, but never now, when things had become so . . . well, what he could only describe as being “the both of you”. The both of you, molded and entwined, never wanting to let go. Never planning on it, either.

[ko-eko-ev-go-ms]

Also getting progressively more tired the longer this post goes on

Me: haha wow my impulse control has been really extra bad lately probably just adhd haha

Me *rememebers I’m slow bipolar*: oh. Oh no.

[steven-universe-search-history]

thinkin a lot of thoughts abt steven rn but i’m literally SO tired so none of them r coherent 😑😑

[moved-to-monomorris]

I drew this drunk and came up with a cool timeskip au where Lloyd like goes missing in another realm and it’s the Zane situation except in reverse so to Lloyd he’s been gone a few days but in ninjago time? Like 15 years oh gee. Anyways the ninja split up cuz Lloyd was the “glue” that kept everyone together! Anyways the only remains of the team are Zane, pixel, and kind of nya. Nya is pretty independent, she’s a samurai again and teams up with pixel sometimes and they do samurai things together. They only all get together for missions in rlly dangerous circumstances. Zane and pixel are with Borg and wu and they do most of the ninja stuff (they can only focus on bigger threats these days tho) Cole and jay I’m kinda iffy on but I’m thinking their either together running a like. High tech mechanic shop together. If I make em separate jay will run the high tech mechanic shop and somewhere else Cole probably fucked off into the woods again, except he doesn’t stay in the woods he moves into a small woodland town and works at a bakery making cakes. Kai took Lloyd’s disappearance EXTREMELY hard and was actually the catalyst for the final actual breakup of the ninja because he just kept getting... worse. Not epic. Then, like.... 10 years after Lloyd’s disappearance (and a LOT of really bad decisions on kais part) Kai discovers an ancient artifact or scroll or ritual or something (I am very much still working out the details) that will turn an elemental master into a fuckin. Official god/spirit thing... a Devine being... equivalent to an angel or demon... so because he has like. Nothing left in his eyes he fucking does it. Now he’s Ascended and is temperamental god but if ninjago is relatively at peace and u leave him alone it’s fine. He lives in a really big volcano that already had a temple inside so he just. Moved in. Took over. He usually takes the form of a HUMONGOUS dragon (semi-true form? Thinkin abt it) and lives in the lava under the mountain, usually he’s asleep because he doesn’t want to deal with his horrible thoughts (it’s mental illness luv). The ninja haven’t seen eachother in a long time but they haven’t seen Kai in even longer. The last they were all together they had a huge fight and after that they saw eachother individually like twice but it was NOT constructive. Anywho like two years after Kai went “volcano time!” Nya tried to find him but she couldn’t and boy did she look. Their new method is to check out anything fire related and register him as a missing person.

Anyhow Lloyd comes back from idk where yet and they celebrate! Their so happy! They go and find nya and then Cole and jay and this is where the fun rlly starts. So they have to track down Kai! It takes a while and there was a ton of effort (again, I am working on it) but they finally figure out that he was last seen asking for a ride to the volcano and they go inside and boom! Weird temple with fire EVERYWHERE and cool lava rivers and falls and everythin, and they eventually find the “Sacred sleep lava pit” or whatever but they don’t know that and accidentally wake him up/summon him and boy he’s PISSED and remember he’s a dragon rn a HUGE godlike dragon and he starts to charge at them but then he recognizes Lloyd and he goes absolutely BONKERS he immediately poofs into human form and tackles Lloyd for a hug and everyone is in shock for a whole minute but then their like “omg guysss 🥺🥺 we are actually together again 🥺🥺🥺” and then they group hug and end first act.

After that the rest is basically large amounts of drama involved with the ninja fighting and still trying to get over everything and Kai having new touchy Divine Being™️ personality traits and to Lloyd this has been like 2 weeks but now everything is upside down and suddenly all of his best friends r in their thirties.

[spirit-shroud]

i replayed kz again tonight and managed to beat it in 4 hrs instead of 11 !!! which is rly cool imo, i think i got a max of like 50 deaths or less for the full run ??? i was just playing regularly but usin the prism blade for the cool blood effects, not in speedrun mode for the counter, and i managed 2 drag my friend into hyperfixation hell with me :} but also i have some thoughts and opinions im not rly sure how to compile in a meaningful way, so here’s the like. pure brain-down-on-blog post version under the cut. if this gets auto-tagged into the real actual tag for this game im very sorry for my hubris im just. thinking emoji

so id like to start this with the final boss makes me SO sad :( like yeah she doesnt have much dialogue but idk she just makes me so sad. she’s so desperate and she Knows shes going to lose and im just like. no!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you’re so cool!!!!!!! Please Be My Friend We Can Work Together. I Know A Guy :c like usually final bosses are like weirdly emotional for me but she was just SO COOL and realizing like WAIT THIS BOSS OPERATES UNDER THE SAME RULES I DO was just like WOW even if as i kept dying (and i think i spent like... 3 hrs on the final boss alone lmao the first time, i killed her on my third attempt this run which was very cool of me) i finally realized that she IS pretty repetitive and got all her patterns n variables down super easy, but like, fighting another null who Should for all intents and purposes be just as absurd and powerful as i am, and eventually being able to down her effortlessly, and then the withdrawal affects of the chronos kicking in as well, and its just like. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

dont even get me STARTED on that ‘to be continued’ like yeah there’s a dlc comin but the game mentions repeatedly that its just the first act which has me like OKAY. SPECULATION TIME (what am i speculating on? literally no idea im not even rly at the speculation phase im still in the WOW COOL VIDEO GAME phase) 

and i rly like the dragon/fifteen but the first time i saw him i was just like. who’s this f*llmetal alchemist looking bitch ??? what’s he doin here?? go HOME and controlling him is AWFUL i hate the dragon tape so MUCH >:C but also he’s like. cool. i want to know more about him n his plot 2 take down Juncture n the government n whatever. 

but also i was listen 2 Full Confession bc it’s just. what the heart wants rn. i need to be sad and caffeinated in order to get into the Writing Zone rn and then i was THINKIN like my friend mentioned while we were playing the dragon tape that the song that plays is very similar to Full Confession (which i had sent him earlier while i was losing my mind over the final boss) and then i was like. Hm. these are very similar but have such wildly different moods -- Breath of the Serpent is much more like. ‘you’re going to be afraid of me’ while Full Confession is like ‘i’m afraid of you’ and i think that the different Vibes from these two soundtrack bits about important Null characters is just like. WOW and i wonder how a version of it that was purely Zero’s might be. would it be more triumphant? more flat? what desperation or emptiness is in there that could be drawn out by this melody??? i dont KNOW and i can’t write music unfortunately but im just like AAAAAAAAAA

i also rly wanna know what snow has going on ??? like. shes clearly important. she is a vital npc. but Why. she didnt even rly do anything except Show Up???

fuck V. all my homies hate V. the motorcycle fight was a lot of fun tho i rly liked that section even if my therapist was mad at me afterwards

also i think elizabeth/the little girl is rly cute and the fact zero was just like. ‘hm. well guess i have a daughter now’ so fast w/ her (at least, with the dialogue trees me n my pal kept going down) and im just. So Hoping we can rescue her in the dlc :( i miss her so much and im so like. worried abt that like pls give me back my daughter you dumbasses i cant even read ur dialogue without my brain being like ‘yeah these r just squiggly lines, boss. gl’ 

i also want to believe that the masked men arent real (bc idk, it’s just easier for me to process that they’re the result of chronos withdrawal) but the problem w/ that is like. they definitely kidnapped elizabeth, and i want so desperately to believe that elizabeth IS real n that zero genuinely wants to protect her (and by extension, the part of himself that is still human) 

ALSO THE PSYCHIATRIST i was just like. Okay. I Must Get A Good Grade In Therapy. n kept being nice n cooperative and helpful to this clown ass and then THAT ENDING ??? like i didnt even get the Bad Therapist Ending i was just like. fucka you! attacka you with a rock! (i do however want to try the therapist boss it sounds like a lot of fun) but i just. i hate him! he sucks! find a better therapist zero u rly need one im sorry for ur problems disorder :( like hes clearly a guy who just works for the government n wants 2 keep a leash on our man 

n the contradictions, hes like. yeah ur killing everyone related to chronos so it can no longer be produced ♥ but dw ur special we totally wont just withhold chronos from you as soon as u finish ur tasks dw about it ♥ and its like. Hm. I Dont Think Thats Right !!!! 

also i wanna learn more about what Juncture has going on??? what are they like. Doing besides poisoning water n making lighters ?????? it’s clearly a lot 

also the art for this game is just so GOOD,,, like. i didnt rly notice a lot of the backgrounds my first playthrough bc i was just losing my mind the whole time trying to solve each puzzle but the second playthrough im just like. AAAAA. and the soundtrack? effervescent. groundbreaking. perfect. So Good 

and the GAMEPLAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my GOD i was SO vibing with it, the difficulty curve was kinda extreme imo but as soon as i started like. Getting It? and started looking at each room less like combat/fighting and more like a puzzle that needed to be solved it made it so much easier 2 get into the headphase of ‘okay how do i clear this’ and it was just like. YOOOOOOOO

and zero is just a lot of fun 2 play as. legitimately everything about him is just so ridiculous. his dialogue options? ridiculous. his design? absurd. the implications that hes like. 22 and just having the worst 10 days of his life? mood, buddy. this guy likes samurai movies and card games and mushroom pizza and has worn the same outfit every single day for who knows how long and hes also a war veteran, an emotionless serial killer and a drug addict. and hes 22 and 5′10. literally NOTHING about those traits make sense together but here he is, just Vibing. 

i love him so much. im going to make a self insert oc that’s just giving him a friend who knows how to cook n is just like ‘oh wow, that’s rough buddy’ when hes like ‘i only feel alive when i kill people’ and conveniently knows how 2 get bloodstains out of things bc i think he needs that kind of person in his life since his like. therapist is conspiring against him n he keeps having 2 kill his friends 

also, unfortunately, i want to get every achievement, which i feel like is going to become hld....2!! where i get all but 1 of them and am stuck at 96% for 2+ years >:T

[harriertail]

🌷🍉🥭🍎

🌷 - what's your controversial opinion? (an opinion that is disliked by the fandom, a hot take basically) The Original Characterisation of Crow/Night/Breeze with Crowfeather using Nightcloud to have his kits to prove his loyalty to WindClan, and Nightcloud finding out, being super hurt, and basically turning Breezepaw against him by telling him he didn’t love them or whatever is so much better than the retcon of “oh Crowfeather was afraid to love and Nightcloud was a good mother really” Erins r cowards for backing out on it. Also Feather/crow is SUPER weird with the retcon of her wanting his kits in Leafpool’s wish. Girl he was an apprentice when u knew him, sit ur ass back down in heaven

🍉 - what's a headcanon you have that no one else has mentioned? The only one I can think of rn is the Blackstar/Nightstar having opposite pelt colours cause it just feels peng

🥭 - what's your opinion on Starclan in general? do you think it's flawed? StarClan’s a mess but so is warriors. Imo it needs more “weight” like they should either directly fuck with the Clans and be lowkey scary (like sending the lightning in Starlight, clouds over the moon etc) or just be dead people vibing in space. Send some plagues and firestorms or gtfo StarClan

🍎 - what's a ship you like that no one thought of? I’m not a huge shipper tbh but ive been thinkin about Antpelt and Swallowtail. They’re not confirmed as a couple and she watches him die from the first set of DF wounds. Wonder if she looked for him when the dead cats came back during the Great Battle.

Thanks for the asks! ✨

[basically-i-write-shit]

miritama is the actual shit rn and i just need some angst- so uh maybe tamaki gets really injured in battle, or maybe you could do them comforting eachother after the raid arc?

It’s seriously the best, most pure ship I love them with all my soul

did you know that I only started to read the manga for Tamaki? I fell in love with him in the brief moment he was in the anime and needed more. 

I can’t decide which so just have both

- Tamaki getting hurt - 

“Tamaki–” 

“Mirio…” Tamaki tries to continue speaking but he’s in so much pain all that can come out is a whimper. He holds onto his side in a white-knuckled grip, covering a gash he already knows is going to be a bitch to heal. “S- So- Sorry…” 

“Sorry? Yeah, you better be! What the hell were you thinking?!” 

Tamaki shudders, but he can’t tell if it’s from the cold seeping into his bones or the disappointment he hears in Mirio’s voice. He just wants to go to the hospital and get fixed so he can go home, but the battle rages on outside of the small pile of rubble they’d found refuge under. 

“I w- was thinki– thinkin- ng that if I didn’t do something stupid you were.” He hisses through his teeth, tears pooling in his eyes. He screws them shut. “God, I feel so pathetic right now. I– I’m supposed to be out there helping…” 

“Yeah, well so am I.” 

“The cops aren’t needed until the heros apprehend the suspect, if you even thought of fighting right now you’d get hurt.” Tamaki says, voice giving away how miserable he feels. He whimpers, hand clinging to Mirio’s tightly. “I just wanted t- to be fearless for you.” 

“And you are, Tamaki. So fearless, Tamaki.” Mirio says, combing his hair back. There’s quiet outside. The battle is over. Did they win, or did the villains? They both wait with baited breath before Kirishima calls out for Tamaki. Mirio gets up, stretching his arms as he prepares to lift Tamaki. Tamaki lifts his head, black lining his sight. 

“Mirio…I don’t feel so good…” 

“You just have to be fearless for a little while longer, okay? Just until we get you to the hospital.” 

“Okay, Mirio.” 

“And you owe me ramen for scaring me so much.” 

Tamaki smiles. “Okay, Mirio.” 

- comfort after the raid - 

Just keep smiling. Smile. It’ll be okay. You don’t need a quirk, you’ll be okay. 

Mirio and Tamaki cling to each other, Mirio’s breathing ragged and terrified. His eyes are glazed over in a way Tamaki is all too familiar with– panic, fear. But there’ s something Tamaki doesn’t recognize and perhaps that’s what’s scariest of this whole thing. Uncertainty. If there’s one thing Mirio isn’t, it’s uncertain. 

Just smile. Remember. Don’t show you’re hurting. 

“Mirio. Breathe. Remember our breathing techniques?” 

Tamaki’s fingers comb through Mirio’s hair, calm only in the moments he’s calming Mirio. Getting through a panic attack is the only time he’s truly confident. He’s done it enough times. 

“Mirio?” Mirio makes a weak noise as he starts the deep breathing exercises Tamaki taught him. “I- I’m so sorry…I- I couldn’t protect you. Maybe, if- if I’d been able to keep up with you, things would’ve been different, but I couldn’t and I got hurt…I’m sorry. B- But– you’ve protected me so long before now, let me protect you for a little while, okay? Eri is gonna fix you, you just have to wait a little bit, ok?” 

“R- Right…” 

“I promise it’ll be okay.” 

Mirio smiles-- a genuine smile, and it makes Tamaki’s heart ache. He wants to see that smile again, all the time. “That’s my line.” 

“Let it be mine for a bit, just until we get Lemillion back. Then it’s all yours.” 

“Deal. But you’d better hold the same confidence as I always do, Suneater.”