#this isn‘t normal

[tys-kitty]

What is happening?!

This is insane, you guys! Thank you so much for 1500 followers - I love every single one of you! It‘s crazy how much time has already passed since I started this account in May 2022. And even though a lot of things have changed over the last year, I‘m still so amazed by the sheer support, love and creativity of this fandom. Thank you so much for the opportunity to be a part of this community and for always supporting me and my content! 💕

I might not be as active in the next couple of weeks because I‘m moving to start university but I will definitely try to post as much as I can! (Maybe I will also post some pics of my new room which I‘m very proud of)

I also wanted to use this post to ask which kind of content you would like to see more of in the future so…

So again thank you all so much! Love ya💕

Michi

Special thanks go to:

@mayaheronthorn (for always chatting with me about the newest TSC news), @walkingaftermidnight07 (for being amazing), @princeash (for your amazing content), @arcs-01 (for your stunning moodboards), @sunseeking-cryptid (for all your love), @kaitcreates (for your amazing blog)

[maxedes]

it‘s so cute i swear

[found-wings]

wait but actually speaking of spars . . . if their strength aligns with canon- it'd legit be very worrying for wilbur n techno to see phil engage in multiple friendly spars with etoiles and be regarded as one of their strongest people they know yet over and over and over again he loses and loses and the two are constantly excited durring them ('that was a good one !! almost got me down' 'aw really?? yknow what, gap up- we're doing another round)

like if I was watching my friends new sus friend like a hawk and the sus friend consistently had the upper hand during test combat in fully safe places, I'd be terrified for what would happen to my friend if they ever genuinely fought in real battles aaaaaaa angst potential especially for the idea of techno 'suddenly' spending much more time doing 1 on 1 training with phil after seeing these fights ;-; - 💿

This is a very important point, because their strength is somewhat aligned with what we see and know in canon, but in different ways.

Phil is the messenger of Death for a reason, however the tournament he’s holding is specifically looking for that. The winner at the end would have to beat Phil in an actual fight to receive the chance of being chosen. Phil knows his way around combat in a way that he doesn’t show it in spars for a reason.

The only times Phil goes all in has been in 'sparring sessions' with Techno.

Techno knows that - he‘s had personal experience of it. Wilbur isn‘t as aware of it but he definitely trusts Techno in judging it and reacts based on that.

Is it still worrying? Oh definitely, because it still gives the possibility of if Etoiles turns on them, that Phil could be taken out.

One of the bigger reasons on why Etoiles, unrelated to canon based strength, is actually well able to beat Phil from what we can see - based on sparring sessions - is the fact that he knows a lot of things.

Phil is not specifically an avian, but he does mainly present as one because it‘s the closest to what his actual species is in a simplified manner. He has the same structure and similar instincts as one, which also goes into his combat. Etoiles has spend almost his entire life hunting these, so in the sparring sessions he becomes very quickly used to how Phil seems to fight.

So.. would Etoiles be able to win against Phil in an genuine fight? Definitely, there is a chance. They are more evened out in an actual battle and it could end up either way most likely.

Would Etoiles be able to win against Techno in an genuine fight? For a simple answer, probably no. Etoiles isn‘t well versed in nether hybrids, nor specifically how Techno fights.

Techno is a force for a reason, especially once even the smallest drop of blood comes out.

Techno would definitely spend time pushing Phil again in their own sparrings, especially against the way he observed that Etoiles fights.

Meanwhile on the other hand, Phil is beaming and so excited in his spars with Etoiles. Like, Etoiles is an actual challenge even in their silly spars and Phil is having the time of his life getting to mess around with him.

Like c‘mon, he‘s waited hundred, maybe thousands of years for someone like this who can actually potentially beat him like this! Someone who‘s well versed in and skilled in combat, and honestly he‘s living off of Etoiles‘ humor just as much.

Phil is a liiiittle bit upset that he didn‘t get to fight Etoiles in the actual tournament because of a silly little kidnapping attempt that shut it down :D

[beardedhandstoadshark]

So how’s your progress on Hollow Knight playthrough?

Doing a side quest rn but generally hung up with a bunch irl and art request stuff at the moment, so haven‘t played much :/

[wrath-of-the-sea]

An analysis of Wille arriving at Hillerska with Erik‘s car vs. leaving in Sara‘s car

Lisa Ambjörn herself asked for this, and she shall receive.

The first time we see Wilhelm arrive at Hillerska it is with Erik. They arrive in an expensive sports car. Wille doesn‘t know what the future has to offer for him, but he knows he doesn‘t want to be at the school. The last time we see Wilhelm in a car, he is leaving Hillerska behind. He has just renounced the throne. He sits in an old Volvo with his chosen family. He has finally grown up.

Wilhelm started a revolution at Hillerska which led to the school shutting down. Erik‘s car is a symbol for the old system and they‘re leaving everything behind in Sara’s car. It‘s a fresh start.

The sports car represents not only Erik, but Wilhelm‘s position as a prince. It symbolises his privileges, his position in the upper class. His family has money and he benefits from it. And yet, while Erik seems to be enjoying himself in the wind, he isn‘t happy. This is one of our first glimpses at the fact that Wille feels trapped in the postion he is in.

The old Volvo can also be seen as a representation of Wilhelm‘s feelings. It being an old and not super expensive car is obviously a literal cosquence of it coming from Micke. But it can also mean more: Wilhelm has decided to leave the title of Crown Prince behind. It’s a common car - all Wille wants is to live a normal and common life. He has also decided to bridge over the class differences between Simon and himself. Wilhelm is now in a place where he‘s willing to unlearn his own classist views and privileges. They‘re willing to compromise, they‘ll make it work.

Apart from the cars‘ price classes it‘s also important to mention the type of car they‘re driving. Erik drives an open-roof Cabrio while Sara drives a car with a closed roof. The roof represents the public eye. Wille was uncomfortable at the beginning. He didn‘t want to be perceived by the public, but he had no choice and nowhere to hide or escape to.

Now, in the end, he has renounced his title and he chooses not to be in the public eye any longer. The car roof is closed, and he finally has a way to hide. But Wilhelm chooses to do the opposite. He leans out the window. He is ready to face the world and to finally be his true self. And he has not only Simon in his arms to help him, but Felice and Sara are with him as well. They have become family. Wille is finally free.

[harpygon]

Charles‘ jealousy of Monty is so interesting, especially when viewed through a platonic lens. Charles love of Edwin isn‘t romantic, but they are very much each other‘s persons, their best friends, never to be separated. (I mean Charles literally gave up his afterlife for this friendship).

And seeing that someone enter or inch close to another important relationship (especially romantic relationships which are sadly commonly valued as more important) produces such a fear (whether sensible or not) that one is going to lose that person, that important relationship.

Obviously Charles would never have said anything, bc Edwin was happy and willing to try new things for Monty and interacts with things he thought to be humbug (astronomy) (Growth which normally Edwin also just experienced bc of or with Charles), but it must‘ve been so scary and his jealousy is sooo understandable.

[siddyyyyyyyy]

Imagine Damian with a sunshine reader but they sometimes turn into a whole new person with jay from the kubz scouts humor "I swear if this doesn't work I'll take off ___ headband wipe my ass with it put it back on bird box style and give myself pink eye" 😭

Anyway good night/morning

Don't forget to eat and drink well!!

Strange Kind of Humour

Older!Damian Wayne x Reader

wc: 1.2 K summary: you hate bugs (sorry for the people who love bugs) warnings: lots of bad words. a/n: thank you so much for the request and sorry for the late reply, but this is really funny and had to educate myself on that kubz scouts guy (i watch him regularly now) i couldn't really come up with such creative words, but this is the best i could do. enjoy! (divider)

75% of all animal species are insects, most of them have wings and can fly. However, only some of them look cute and are not some venomous, useless, shit-eating bastards who are trying to get into your stupid tent.

Someone came up with the perfect idea to go camping for two days, to finally relax from everything that‘s been going on. Bruce was very reluctant but eventually got blackmailed into joining, not having any possible way of working since you are all in the middle of the woods, trying to have fun.

Damian invited you to go with him, actually begged you, so he isn‘t alone with all these lunatics, and you‘ve never been more happy to join a trip. He knew you would be happy to join, just hoping the others won‘t make fun of him for being ‚soft‘ for you, or else this small family-trip will end up in a blood bath. So far, it‘s been actually pretty good so far, you had something warm to eat, having grilled together, had something vegetarian for Damian. You talked a lot with Dick and Tim, noticed the funny dynamic between Jason and Tim, befriended Cass, and made fun of Damian together with Duke as he failed to build the tent up three times.

Now, that everyone has tents and sleeping bags, you can all take a rest for the day and sleep. If it weren‘t for the bugs trying to fly in and annoy you both. Damian didn‘t seem to mind much, just curling himself up in his sleeping bag so no one can disturb him. But this is enough.

»I swear to god, if these little shits won‘t stop coming in, I will pull my fucking hairspray and a lighter out and burn this whole fucking forest.«

You mutter under your breath, but Damian caught wind of it. Of course he did, he is laying right beside you. His head shoots out of the sleeping bag, looking at you in the dark.

»How about we don‘t?«

Damian suggest quietly, slightly puzzled on how annoyed you are over such a thing. It‘s just bugs.

»I‘m sure they will leave us alone sooner or later. Just put your sleeping bag over your head.«

he tells you, hoping to soothe you down and hope that you won‘t be disturbed for the night. It‘s just one night, after all.

You huff out and do as told, shifting to put your sleeping bag over your head, curled up like him in his own bag.

zzzz

You want to punch that mosquito right then and there. Normally you would just brush it off and try to get it away, but this won‘t do anything since you are literally in a forest, camping. It only makes sense for bugs and insects to be there.

It‘s silent for a moment before the high-pitched buzzing starts again, already done with this.

»Look, I‘m gonna get this thing, track its whole family down and behead every single one-«

»Okay, how about we relax and open the tent for a moment so it can fly out, hm?«

He finally sits up and wraps his arm around your shoulder to keep you seated in your sleeping bag. No matter how many times you curse and say out-of-pockets things like that, it always surprises him when you do that. It usually happens whenever you are annoyed or upset, and right now he is pretty sure you are exasperated. Which doesn‘t make this any better.

Eventually, he managed to lay you back down to sleep after a few moments, having some annoying buzzing around, but it‘s nothing too bad. You both fell asleep after a while, getting woken up later in the morning by a scream. Damian immediately goes to check, peeking out of the tent and cursing himself for not bringing his katana to the trip.

Looking out, he sees Tim at the small camp fire, holding a stick out at a… racoon? What the hell is a racoon doing here? Don‘t they live somewhere else than.. oh, well.

Damian sighs out, getting out of the tent to help him out.

»Relax, Drake, they don‘t bite… usually.«

Tim looks to Damian briefly before staring back at the racoon wide-eyed, still pointing the stick at the innocent animal that was just curious on what these big people and tents are.

»What do you mean ‚usually‘?!«

Damian finally gets fully out of your tent, keeping his eyes on the racoon while approaching it slowly. He ignores the literal panic radiating off of Tim, gently shooing the animal away, but it just stays on its spot, not budging.

It‘s then, when you wake up, having caught some of the conversation between the brothers. You finally peek out of your tent as well, gasping as you see the racoon. The round, fluffy animal keeps its dark eyes on Damian, just sitting relaxed while your boyfriend is trying to shoo him away.

You didn‘t gaps out of disgust, but out of surprise and awe. There‘s not a lot of days you see a cute racoon, a stubborn at that as well. Sure, it‘s a wild animal, but why does it look so squishy then?

Coming out of the tent, you stand beside Damian, trying to get closer to the animal. Damian tries to get you behind him, but you have none of it.

»You need to step back, this is a wild animal— «

»No! Look how cute he is, I just want to pet him quickly!«

You protest, definitely blind by hthe cuteness of the racoon. Damian huffs out, turning to look at you.

»What are you? Snow white, or something? Just step back, let the poor thing run away.«

You whine in protest, really wanting to pet the racoon still. The small argument wakes the rest up as well, having thought it‘s nothing bad at first, but hearing that you both won‘t stop bickering, it made the others curious.

»What the hell is up with you guys?« Jason grumbles tiredly from his tent, still sitting in it but peeking out. Damian turns his attention to the voice, sighing out in defeat. Eventually, you take the opportunity to get closer to the racoon while Damian distracts himself with Jason, arguing with him now.

You get disappointed as the racoon runs away from you, not havnig been so brave after all. With a small huff, it all falls back to normal, the trip comes back to what they consider normal, eating some breakfast before playing frisbee all together. It turns into a competetive game, everyone including Bruce, trying to catch the frisbee and make the other drop or not even catch it in the first place. It‘s a bit chaotic, but it‘s never not chaotic with them. Not that you complain, you really like their dynamic overall and that they are all so sweet to you, although they do tease Damian a lot whenever he is affection with you.

A bright orange, plastic hits your side, yelping at the sudden collition. Of course someone had to accidently hit you with the frisbee. Duke gasps, immeditialy feeling guilty and really wants to sink into the ground at how embarrassing it is. Especially with how Damian glares at him, looking ready to kill.

»Damn, you trynna get me killed?!« You shout before this could escalate, throwing the frisbee back to him, landing at against his stomach with a grunt.

The tension melts away and you proceed to play the game until one finally wins, making the rest groan in defeat.

a/n: how you enjoyed it!!

[formulalfc]

i just had a funny thought for a ramble: what if you are into Yoga and normally you do it before Jude comes home from training. One day Jude is home earlier and Sees you doing your routine and he‘s Like: “I wanna join you next time“ And when he actually does it‘s so funny cause he isn‘t flexible at all and is just dying while You’re enjoing yourself. And After that day you just always make fun of him and Tell him how stupid he Looks trying😂

he's back home early from his training session and can't find you anyway in your house but he can hear some like calming music coming from the gym you guys have built-in. and so he makes his way there and finds you doing your yoga routine and of course, he's definitely checking you out before he gets kinda intrigued by what you're doing. when you're finished you startle because you hadn't even realised jude was there, you smile at him and ask him how his training was. you guys chat for a minute before he tells you that he wants to join you next time you do your routine. and so the next time he's free to join you he is right there alongside you on your mat. and at first he's fine with the stretching and stuff but when you get into the harder poses he is stiff as a board and can't for the life of him get into the positions. you look over at him and drop from whatever pose you were in cause you were laughing so hard, your abs hurting from how hard you were laughing at him. he pouts at you and gets up, trying not to smile as he mumbles that yoga is stupid anyway.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

[meowlod]

furina x fem!reader | making macarons in a messy kitchen.

warnings: a little suggestive and teasing sentence at the end, not much. A lot of fluff and teasing.

“S—stop! Hey! Stop it—”

You kept throwing flour into Furinas face when you both are supposed to make macarons, but that woman kept teasing you by calling you a bad baker and by pinching your cheeks, so you decided to give her a taste of her own.

”Furina, this wouldn‘t have happened if you didn‘t annoy me.“ You reply back with a frown, grabbing a egg from the table before throwing it in her face, getting back a gasp from the woman. You laugh at the view of Furinas messy state, and you run around the kitchen countertop as Furina tries to chase you with a egg in her hand.

”Come back here, you— fuck!“

She falls down on the ground with a grunt because you poured down water onto the ground. You chuckle at the curse word she shouted out and you give her your hand to help her up, only to end up on the slippery ground as well after she pulled your arm down firmly. She tackles you down and with the egg in her hand she shoves it firmly into your face, all the stickiness ruining your perfect face. ”Furina…!“

”Ugh, it‘s all your fault! Apologize, now!“

Furina grips your hair, waiting for the apology to come out from your mouth, only to get replied back with a stupid chuckle! You pin her down the ground, sitting on top of her lap before giving her a unexpected kiss that makes her face red. Pushing you away, she‘s the one pinning you to the ground now with a grin, taking your face into her hands before giving you a messy kiss back.

”Hehe, someone like you can‘t overpower me, my dear~“

How cute. You sigh and smile, kissing her back with passion. You never expected all of this mess to turn out like this. ”Haha, yeah, I can‘t. But I still can cook better macarons, while you can only cook macaroni—”

Her face turns red from embarrassed and she quickly shushes you with both of her gloved hands, making you grin. ”Tch, shhh sh sh! No-. well— shut up! not really— Ugh, stop teasing me all the time, seriously! i‘m going to turn into a tomato..“

”You already are, little miss tomato.“

You laugh at her pouty face, giving her a playful slap on the shoulder as you give her another kiss to calm her down, and it seems to work. Her face turns back to normal and she kisses you back. The door seems to open and you guys didn‘t hear the sound, until the deep voice makes both of you jump and red.

”You both really are like love birds, I must say. Also, isn‘t the kitchen a big mess? It would be delightful if you guys clean it up.“

There stands Neuvillette, with a slight smile and a bag of groceries for you both. You chuckle nervously and Furina stands up from your lap, taking the groceries from Neuvillette’s hands before pulling you up and running out of the messy kitchen. ”That man did not have my permission to come in so sudden…!“

Your red face slightly turns back to normal, yet still red and you sigh in embarrassment, following her. She takes you to her bedroom and shuts the door before putting the bag of groceries on the table next to the bed then jumping on top of the bed with you, clinging on to you and burying her face into the crook of your neck like a clingy panda. You softly laugh at her.

”It‘s okay, we are alone now. Well, isn‘t this the perfect place for sexual intercou—”

”HEY! Shut. Up! Do not tease me again and d-don‘t say that! What is with you and teasing me?!“

She yells, putting the blankets over both of your bodies before closing her eyes. You sigh with a smile before doing the same, cuddling Furina back.

Well, you both hope that nobody will come in and disturb you, right?

Still, Neuvillette comes in one last time, putting two matching plushies for you both in the bed, looking one last time at you and Furina with a smile before closing the door and leaving the house.

At least, you both can be in peace now.

[noraantilles]

Imperial Love

Pairing: Thrawn x gn!reader

Summary: Y/N and Thrawn are having an eye-opening discussion, getting to know their suppressed feelings for each other.

Warnings: tension, fluff, enemies to lovers

Word count: 2195 word

POV: You and Thrawn are in his luxurious quarters on the Chimera where you are held as a prisoner. You hated the empire but had an odd esteem for Thrawn. He was always respectful and never underestimated your abilities. You have been on the Chimera for a longer amount of time now. Thrawn invited you into his quarters for conversation and dinner. Well, as far as you can call this an invitation. You could either spend your time in a prison cell or take the variety.

You are watching the stars through the window while Thrawn sits down on his sofa. A bottle of wine and two glasses sit on a small table next to him. His quarters were decorated with different pictures and art from throughout the galaxy. You knew that he adored art. But not because he found it so aesthetically pleasing, no. He reads it like normal people would read books. One of his special abilities you had never gotten a hang of.

After a long stare in the void of nothing you finally decided to break the silence. „Why am I here?”, you mumbled. Thrawn's observing gaze could not seem to get rid of you. Even though you did not bother, you could just not quite grasp why he was so interested in you. Unlike the rest of the empire, Thrawn seemed to be the only one that somehow respected you. It wasn’t the first time you got an invitation to join him, but most of the time you never really spoke. This time though, you could already feel that it was different.

„You are here because you took my invitation.”, he answered as he calmly took the bottle off the table and poured the red wine into the two glasses. „That is not what I meant.” You took a deep breath before you continued to speak. “Why am I on this star destroyer? What exactly does the empire want from me?“

Thrawn’s mimic stayed neutral as he leaned back. „You are here so that we can convince you to join the empire. We want you to fight for us. End the rebellion and therefore the war.“

You started to look at him, while he was sitting there, leaning back, his glass of wine in one hand, his other arm resting on the back of the sofa, while he decided to watch you eagerly. You laughed in disbelief while you shook your head. „Why do you think I would ever decide to work for the one thing I fought to destroy? I have lost so many important people, to this war. If I would switch sides now, everything that I did would have been for nothing. Their deaths would be completely meaningless. Do you really think I would betray them, betray myself like that?“

„So that‘s the most important thing to you. Your friends. The people that you love.“ he paused for a second. „I learn a new thing about you every day. Surprisingly, none of this applies to what they say about you.“ he took a sip of his wine.

You frowned slightly laughing. „Oh really? So what do they say about me?“ With a piercing look at him, you crossed your arms.

„It is said that ‘Nova Phantom’ destroyed a Venator-class star destroyer all by themself.“ His gaze wandered from your feet up to your eyes. It felt like he tried to read you. You smirked. „The way you said it, it doesn’t seem that you believe in it.“

„I don‘t know what to believe honestly.“ You laughed, as you interrupted him. „Wow, so the all-knowing famous notorious grand admiral Thrawn is clueless. That is also not quite what your reputation says.“

„So you know my reputation?“ You smirked. „Did you really doubt that? Know your enemies. Isn‘t that what you’re used to say?“ Thrawn nodded in agreement so you continued. „I know that you are the smartest man to have ever gotten a post in the empire. You are a tactical master when it comes to war maneuvers and a genius in constructing your enemies' next steps. I assume you are also a master manipulator and can read every person you have ever met like an open book. Never in my life, have I met someone so precise and right with his assumptions than you. You have a wide knowledge in a lot of different areas. Cultures, languages, art. Everything you need to know to reconstruct someone’s life and decisions. I am pretty sure you started analyzing everything when you were able to think. And that‘s probably why you became so good.“

He smiled lightly when you finished, which is a thing you rarely get to witness. But he stayed calm. Neither agreement nor disapproval. You smirked again. „Seems like I was right. Your reputation is pretty accurate then, don’t you think? So why don‘t you think mine’s also?“

You stepped slowly across the room to take your glass of wine before you stepped back to the window. With every step you took you started to realize that Thrawn’s eyes were literally glued to you by now. You took a sip of the wine the grand admiral had picked for you. An oddly familiar smell and scent floated through your senses. How in the stars was he able to guess your favorite wine? A slight surge of uncertainty started to build up as you stared into your glass for a short moment before you started to realize that he wasn’t allowed to know that he had hit the bull's eye. You took a glimpse through the side of your eye before you headed back to your spot at the window. You were sure that he had noticed your little break out of your coolness, but he kept it to himself.

„I never said that I didn’t think it could be true. I‘m just not quite sure yet, which option makes the most sense.“

Your gaze wandered back to him, interested in what he meant by that. He understood the curious look on your face and kept going. „There is option one. Your reputation is not true, you‘d be a normal prisoner here and the empire would not have the use for you as they do now. Or your reputation is true, you are the most powerful being I have ever met and did all they say about you, then I don‘t quite understand why you didn‘t just, … leave. Clearly, you would have all the abilities to walk out of here without a scratch. So, the question is, why are you still here? Either you don‘t have these abilities they say or there is something else that is keeping you here.“

„Really, and what would that be?”, you asked as calmly as you were able to. „Maybe a tactical advantage. Learning from your enemy firsthand so that he shows you how to destroy them. Or something completely different. Maybe you have a special interest in something specific. Something or someone.“ He took another sip from his wine and gazed at you with a deep stare directly into your eyes.

You try not to let on anything, although you exactly knew that he had hit the bull’s eye with his analysis. Again. You took a sip of your wine. „That is a very interesting theory. So what do you think is true then?“

„I had hoped you would tell me.“ He looked at you expectantly, his head slightly tilted to the side.

„And why would you think I would tell you that?“ Your heartbeat started to increase as Thrawn took another sip, looking at you without saying anything. You knew exactly what he was doing. Playing this little game of answering your own questions. It was your turn now.

„I see.”, you began. “And luckily, I already know the answer to this question. You like my companionship. I am the only one who can slightly compare to you on an intellectual basis and that is a welcome variety to you. Being surrounded by the same boring crew and an enemy that hides most of the time, because they know they don’t stand a chance to beat you. I am none of that to you. I am a mystery, a riddle that you are burning to solve.“ You took a pause to see his reaction, but he stayed cool so you continued. „The empire probably thinks that all of this is for tactical reasons. They think that what you are doing here might give them information about the enemy, about me, but that is not entirely true, isn‘t it? There is more to it. You don‘t just like the idea of solving a complex puzzle. You like the idea of how I make you feel. And you want to explore that in every possible way. How far you can go. It thrills you because you have never had the opportunity to experience anything like that.“

You slowly stepped in his direction, while you observed his reaction. „Does it scare you? Seeing someone using your own weapons against you?” You placed your still-filled glass back on the table. The power you felt at that moment was incredible. Being able to keep the upper hand with someone like him was the reason why you stayed on this ship. To be honest, under great effort, you‘d probably be able to leave the Chimera but your state of health wasn‘t the best at that time. So, waiting a little bit longer till you’d be able to leave a more comfortable way seemed to be the best option. You sat your knee between his thighs and placed you close in front of him. The slight nervousness that made his body tense has not escaped you. You rest your hand on the backrest of the couch while your fingers slowly traced a line over his chest. He clearly did not expect you to come that close that fast. But that didn’t last long. A smile formed on his lips. „Thank you.“ he stated as he glared deep into your eyes. „For what?“, you laughed lightly at his sudden mood change. „Now I know the answer.“

„Oh really? What is it then? Is my reputation true or false?”, you tilted your head slightly to the side. „That I cannot say yet. But what I know is that my previously made assumption is indeed correct. You do want me. Maybe even the way I want you. And the best thing is, I can prove it to you.“ But before you could even process what he meant by that. He grabbed you by the hip and pushed you into himself so that his mouth almost touched your ear. A light gasp left your body at that sudden movement. His hot breath tickled the skin on your neck and a shiver waved all over your body. You could literally feel that wide grin of his on your skin. Only now, you really understood how he proved it to you. At that sudden movement of dragging you into him, your hands found hold on his chest. Your fingers were buried in the fabric of his white uniform, that’s how much you really tensed.

But even now that you‘ve noticed you couldn’t let go of him. His scent, his hot breath on your skin, and his hands on your lower back had taken you completely. He had you under his spell and he was well aware of that. Your breathing accelerated as he moved his mouth along your jawline till he stopped right in front of your lips. You didn’t know where to focus anymore as your eyes wandered between his lips and his eyes.

You wanted this, even though you knew that this was absolutely wrong. Betraying your friends and everything you have fought for just in a glimpse of a moment, was the last thing you wanted. But the way you‘ve simply lost all control over your body made it hard to resist. You knew that he thought the same. He struggled so hard to catch a clear thought but the longer he waited the more desperate he got. Desperate for your touch. In a glimpse of a moment, he closed the gap between the two of you pulling you in for a hot breathy kiss. First, you tried to resist the urge, but as soon as his lips met yours all you could think of was how you wanted more. Your hands wandered up to his neck as you deepened the kiss. Thrawn kept you close to him as his hands slid under your shirt to feel your skin. He had thought about this moment way more often than he’d like. A shiver went through your body as a burning desire started to build up in you as he traced a line along your lower back. In the end, Thrawn was right about you, the same way you were right about him. You two were made for each other. Sooner or later the realization that it would never work had to hit. An imperial grand admiral and a rebel assassin. This had to be destined to fail.

Authors note: May the Fourth be with you guys!

[human-encounters-diary]

Day 8

Doubts regarding whether or not the Terran liked me where certainly and indisputably diminished at the beginning of the next cycle.

Quinn seemed to have predicted my intention of speaking to her as soon as possible, given that she sought me out shortly after the new cycle had begun. She was walking towards me in a rather strange manner, faster than normal walking, practically jumping with small flying phases in between taking the next step. I could not discern the purpose it was supposed to serve, but I was not given time to put too much thought into it.

She bared her teeth at me once again, although this time I did not recoil. One of her hands hit me languidly slightly above the juncture where my first pair of legs joined my upper body. I was uncertain what this gesture was supposed to convey. Was it an attack? Was she trying to notify me of an imminent danger approaching?

"I wanna show you something", she informed me. She waved her hand from my direction towards her body, which, if I inferred correctly out of the previous records, was supposed to signify me to follow her.

I trailed after her, letting her lead me to the emergency in question. As it turned out, there was no immediate emergency. The Terran came to a halt in front of one of the few windows built into the outer layer of the SIIR Noxos. She pointed to it as I joined her side, leaving a (as I aimed) respectful distance between the two of us. I followed her extended arm with my visual organs, ending up staring out of the window. 

I blinked. If there was an immediate threat outside the window in close proximity, I was not able to glimpse it. The human spoke up: "It‘s beautiful, isn‘t it?"

She had sunken to the floor, a rather alarming sight at first, but she seemed unharmed. 

I searched for an appropriate response, but in the end, I simply answered: "I suppose. Although my species does not linger in the beauty of transient things."

The human‘s face morphed into a grimace of displeasure. "Then what‘s the point in life?"

"My species believes that there is more to life than oneself, and that intelligent life is supposed to be dedicated to the exploration of science.", I eludicated.

"Hm. I guess y‘all aren‘t too different from some humans. Y‘know, we humans have the phrase 'Appreciate the little things'. I mean, the universe isn‘t exactly small, but…it‘s definitely nice to look at." "I suppose", I repeated.

I lowered myself onto the floor as well, as it seemed appropriate. I gazed upon the universe outside the window. I suppose there was something quite beautiful about it. 

Eventually, I broke the silence.

"May I ask a question?", I requested, careful not to be impolite. 

"Yeah, sure", she answered.

"I watched the video recording of your work in Sector 3, simply to control your work, and you…seemingly began to sing? While continuing to work? I am merely trying to understand the reasoning behind this. Does it serve a religious or cultural purpose?You were not bored by your task, were you?" My front pliers rattled quietly. Something about the thought of the human being bored made me…rather uneasy. Perhaps it was due to my mind imagining what the human might come up with to pass the time in case of boredom.

The Terran blew air out of her nostrils rather aggressively, but there were no other signs of irritation.

"Oh, no", she answered. "No, it‘s actually just because…well, my dad taught me everything he knows about handling machines, so when I used to help him out in the workshop in the afternoons, and we‘d be like…fixing a car engine or whatever, we always used to turn up the radio and sing along. It was kind of our thing. So nowadays, when I‘m working on something, I might start singing. Not out of boredom, just a habit."

"Your…dad.", I repeated, uncertain what that term was supposed to mean. 

She looked at me in a indiscernible manner. "Yeah, my father, my parent, whatever you wanna call it."

"I apologize. I was unfamiliar with that term.", I stated.

"Oh. Sure."

She opened her mouth once again to say: "Y‘know, um…I mainly just wanted to show you this and also thank you, y‘know, for…giving me something to work on."

"It was my pleasure. I admit I might have given you a rather simple task to begin with, but that was merely because, while the Vitrichl stated you were competent, he and I have…differentiating views on the word 'competent'."

She bared her teeth once again, although shortly, before raising to her full height and, for some inexplicable reason patting down her clothes as if to remove any dust, although her clothing was perfectly clean.

"Well, Cap wants to see me again today, so, I guess I‘ll see ya tomorrow."

"Indeed.", I retorted.

Without another word, she turned and waved one of her hands behind her as if to signal her departure.

[anantaru]

situationship with kazuha??🥲

cw. situationship, gn! reader

unlike others, kazuha would— and this from the very beginning on, be fully transparent and upfront with you and the situation you shared.

it‘s not like he doesn‘t value you or doesn‘t see you as a prized individual to be around with, the man obviously wants to spend time with you as much as physically possible. although right now, he simply isn‘t sure if he is enough for you nor if he's up to settle, or for a relationship in its entirety.

when he knows, deep down, that he‘s ready, he would fully commit to you.

with that being said and you having your mind dreaming about him every now and then, you at last, accept the relationship for what it was— that being good friends who like each other, a lot, but are just that for a while and that's okay.

please note that he wants you to be entirely transparent with him as well, kazuha absolutely dislikes dishonest people and wouldn‘t want you to keep something from him that ultimately concerned him too. you could say that he does share some jealousy traits here and there but not to a huge, giant degree, and if he does he'd tell you immediately— despite the fact that he prefers giving you all the desired freedom on this world as much as he treasured his own personal freedom in his life.

on the loose he was, and it can be quite difficult to see each other when he was adventuring all around teyvat, but he made it his duty to send you hand-written letters which normally concluded of what he has been up to while apart.

what you do not know is that kazuha actually wouldn't hook up or meet with other people, he doesn't tell you because he thinks it's obvious but in his eyes, you are simply enough to him. call it a situationship or whatever you see fit, and yes, it can become complicated between you both when things would turn arduous or hard, feelings unanswered and creeping up, searching for justification, but with him being at ease with himself, it's in every respect easy to handle and solve upcoming matters between you both.

©2023 anantaru do not share, copy, translate any of my work

[writing-with-emy]

Could you do Elliot (euphoria) relationship hc’s where reader is a drug addict and bulimic only if you’re comfortable Ofc if you’re not then that’s fine hope you have a lovely day/night

ELLIOT MASTERLIST | prompt list | requests are open | tw: talk about bulimia & drug addiction / abuse, mentions of throwing up, self hatred, Panic Attack, minor mention of sexual contend like really short,

A/N: I'm not even gonna lie I totaly forgot that I still had this in my drafts, If there are some mistakes (which there probably are since I didn't wrote this in Google Docs) feel free to correct me! I needed to read a bit into Bulimia and how it is for the ones having it, since I never had it, so if it’s in any kind offensive, I am so sorry, feel free to correct me!

•you two met at a party, he just accidentally ran into you, but he recognized you from History class, one of the classes you shared

•You made innocent small talk, it was short but enough to stay in his mind which was impressive, because he probably wouldn‘t keep Someone he shared a class with and randomly run into, in his mind.

•so the next time you saw him in Class, he actually gave you a little smile which you returned.

•he watched you a bit during class, even though he never really paid attention to any of the other kind of students seeing you, made history a bit more interesting for him.

• well that all changed when your teacher actually put you two together for a project

• you first met up in his house, the first time actually doing your work you needed to do, but since he is Elliot the second time you‘re over, he just randomly starts asking your questions about yourself

• so you actually made some small talk, until you came more and more into other things you could talk about

• but since you guys met up at both of your places, it was a normal occurrence that your mom would walk in on you both checking if you would really make your homework and not just talk or do other inappropriate stuff

• so when you actually had enough you only met at his place, because let’s face it, parents can be annoying sometimes

• he didn‘t really think much about, when you called meet up’s off, because "you weren‘t feeling well"

• because he didn‘t need to know, that you actually had a binge, and forced your body to throw it up

• or that drugs made it easier for you to force your body to do it

• the day you actually came together and shared your first kiss together, made you happy and anxious at the same time.

• dealt with bad relationships before, leaving you for better and much more prettier people, you get anxious about yourself

• it makes you feel less like a person, seeing that everybody who left you, left you for someone who is better than you even if it's just in your eyes like that

• like not only partners, but also some friends did.

• so when you slept over the first time, your parents thinking your sleeping over at some girl friends house, he asked if you wanted to smoke something

• “You want some?“, he asked looking at you, with a Joint in his hand.

„Nah, I don‘t really like weed. It isn‘t mine.“, you said looking at him from his bed, while he was sitting in his open window.

• well he doesn’t need to know, that when you get high on some weed, you binge eat a lot, like so much you throw up because of that.

• “Shit really? Wouldn’t miss this to be fair.“, he said, lightning it up.

„Yeah, but other stuff is more mine.“, you said, watching him blowing the smoke out of the window.

„Like What?“ he asked, looking at him.

„Well pills, and sniffing, I tried like speed, fentanyl, MDMA, heroin, what ever was given to me at a party kind of.“, you stated.

„Really?“, he looked at you, his eyes scanning your face questioning if he really wants you to do that.

„Yeah, like fentanyl a bit more often, not only on party’s, but not like in an addict way you know.“, well that was a lie, you reminded yourself, your nose shows that probably from the inside.

„I have some if you want.“, was it stupid from him? Yes. Did he care? Not really, he loved to share with you, so why not that too? And well it would probably be just a one time thing.

• well that one time became more and more often

• It was another morning waking up next to Elliot, seeing him laying there in his plaid pants, sleeping when all you were in was just one of his shirt

• you looked around in the mild lighted up room, hearing the birds from outside making noise before looking back at Elliot with a slight smile

• you looked next to you, where still some powder was from the night before, you took it and well sniff it

• normally you two would start off your day with that, but you didn‘t mind doing it alone.

• afterward you put it back in its place before laying down again, cuddling up to Elliot

• who slightly stirred awake, throwing his arm over you half asleep only open his eyes a bit and giving you a little smile

• you returned the smile looking at him and putting your Hand on his cheek

• he would give you a kiss on your forehead, before closing his eyes again and pulling you more against him

• once you woke up a second time you go to the kitchen grab something to eat (mostly only cereal) before going back to his room.

• when he brought Jules and Rue to one of your dates, out of nowhere, you kinda felt nervous, meeting people wasn‘t really yours, that’s why drugs made it easier for you at party’s.

• they both greeted you, knowing you kind of from classes you had with them.

• you knew they both dated, but seeing kinda how close Elliot, Rue and Jules are made you kinda doubt yourself

• you were at the cinema, so when Rue goes to the toilet telling Jules and Elliot she just has to pee even though she hasn‘t even drank something you took the opportunity to go, a few minutes after her, to the toilet

• when you got into the toilet, you heard someone sniffing something, only one stall closed knowing it was Rue

• you go into the stall next to her closing it, nervous, about what to do

• but then you decided to jump over your shadow and just asked her

• „Rue?“, you asked

„Fuck..“, you heard her mumble.

„Don‘t lie to me alright? I know you have something, can I like have something? I‘m going crazy right now and I forgot mine.“, you stated.

You heard her climb up the toilet before looking over the wall between you, to look at you.

„You do drugs?“, she asked confused.

„Yeah, or else I wouldn‘t get it over with school.“, you said, looking up to her.

„Promise you won‘t tell anyone?“, she asked.

„If you don‘t say anything, I‘m gonna keep my lips closed.“, you said.

She just nodded and gestures to you to come to her stall, which you did.

•Long Story Short, you sniffed something with her, no idea what it was, but it made you feel better.

• that was the first time and certainly not the last doing stuff with rue, with her just randomly asking

• when Elliot, dropped you off at your place it was a quick good bye, because you wanted to go in the house and just eat

•which you did, you eat til you couldn’t and then just sniffed some fentanyl, which has the side effect of throwing up, so with whatever you got from Rue, plus yours, plus the wood up to the brim, you ran into the bathroom and threw everything inside you stomach up into the toilet.

• the first time Elliot saw you just binge eat, it was kinda shocking to him

• he never thought much about, when you just didn‘t wanted to eat anything, or just called of dates for being "sick"

• it would‘ve made you cry, if you already didn‘t have done it.

• binge eating like you just had, made you feel out of control, not only about the food, but also about yourself

• that plus the stress of eating just catching you binge eat, made you so ill to the stomach, that you ran into the toilet, locking yourself in and throw up

• you were sure, that this would be the end of your relationship, he saw how sick you really were, he saw your drugs next to you already ready to sniff the lines, and the whole empty packages of food lying on your bed

• when you stopped throwing up, you were just hanging over the toilet crying, hating yourself for letting him see it

• but when he knocked on the bathroom door, trying to talk to you, you tried to not let your sobs be too loud

• but you didn‘t really listen to him, his voice was drowned out by the pounding in your ears that’s caused by your heart

• you started sweating, hands shaking, your breathing fastening

• Elliot heard your breath becoming louder cause by becoming faster from mere seconds

• he tried coming in, wiggling the doorknob like crazy, since that wasn’t the first panic attack he witnessed

• you tried to stand up as best as you legs let you, opening the door, before sliding down the wall next the door

• the only reason you opened the door was, that you were more than afraid that you are going to die, like right on the spot.

• you never had a panic attack this worse, to be fair Elliot never seen a panic attack that worse either, so he was kinda scared of what is going to happen even if he kept a calm demeanor outside he was freaking out in the inside

• he sat down right in front of you, taking your face in his hands trying to focus your mind on him and nothing else

• with his help, you actually calmed down in a few minutes, and just stayed a crying mess

• he cleaned up your bed, before laying down with you, so you could tell him what’s going on

• so when you explained to him what’s going on, he was shocked to say the least

•he knew that you took drugs more than just a couple of times but so did he, but now knowing that it has to do, with you being bulimic he has a whole another look on the whole situation

• you were diagnosed with Bulimia real soon, once your parents catched you like Elliot did and send you to a therapist

• but you were always a good liar, so lying after being officially cured from Bulimia to your therapist wasn‘t hard or to your parents

• your only binge eat when they weren’t there, if it happens that you do it while they were home, that’s when the candy comes to show

• your parents never really searched your room for something, that’s what made it easy for you to hide the drugs you had, and the emetics

• the first „I love you“ fell afterwards between you after like 7 Months of dating

• you explained everything to him, even how afraid you are that he is going to leave you for someone better or prettier or healthier

• „I‘m not going anywhere“ - Elliot

• we‘re going to pretend that he is not going sleep with Jules in this scenario, and he and Jules are only friends and nothing more we're delulu here.

• after that day he became extremely cautious about you and how you were doing

• he tried to help you going away from your ED, and drugs, but as it seems, the ED was easier than the Drugs

• he didn‘t go home after that, he stayed with you for the rest of the day and even slept over

• he researched how to help you, what to do, to support you and getting you away from it

• so he tried as often has he can to bring you out to eat, or like order something to eat at his place

• since your parents are a lot away for work, he helps you go shopping for food and meals

• he brings you with him, when he goes out eating with friends or his cousin

• he told his cousin a bit more what’s going on, with you than with Rue and Jules

• when you slept over the other day, you guys were cuddling up in his bed, watching „Undercover Underage“ (I’m obsessed with the show right now)

• „You know, you don‘t have to pretend, not with me alright.“, he said out of nowhere.

You looked at him a bit confused, before nodding.

„I know.. you make me feel save..“, you said, giving him a little smile.

• another change point for you was when you slept together after he found out that you have an ED

• he took way more time in telling you that you were beautiful and worshiping your body

• Elliot is really someone, who wouldn’t know what to do at first, but after a bit of researching he would be supportive and make everything in your tempo and be the calm one in the situation

• he tried also to get you away from the whole drug stuff

• he tried to tell you that he would clean with you, even though he kept doing it with rue (yk the whole suitcase situation with Rue)

• but he knew, he loved you, like no one else before, and he wanted to keep you, even if he needed to lie a bit about his drug consume

• if this whole relationship would be a Taylor Swift song I mostly kinda feel like „Willow“ from the Evermore Album or „Ours“ von Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

•or like other songs that match your energy are probably:

- teen romance by Lil Peep

- Love Buzz by Nirvana

• like you had people probably look at you two like „Well they shouldn’t be together“ or something like that

• Rue and Jules we‘re probably too like „They Look good together, Odd but good.“

[skipper1331]

Red Devil // Laia Aleixandri

a/n: based off this request. Enjoy.

You

Mi amor, when are you gonna call me back?

i miss you :(

You were currently still in Madrid but not for long. Your transfer was confirmed. In less than a few days your new home would be Manchester.

There were rumors that you would transfer to the WSL or to the French league, but you didn't address the rumours. However, the rumor that you would join Manchester United was spreading. It‘s was true yet not to be confirmed, at least not now.

Laia saw the rumours, there had been a bunch of them but didn‘t believe them. You would talk to her about something big like that, wouldn‘t you?

Or so she thought.

When she saw a leaked picture of you wearing a ManU jersey, she was confused. It didn’t look fake, your name and number on the back.

She didn‘t reply to your text nor did she answer her phone when you called again.

You

good morning x

guess you fell asleep, call me today?

you texted - she didn‘t reply.

The following day you said good bye to everyone of your team mates and staff members, ready to start a new chapter.

You were beyond excited not only because of the new challenge ahead of you but also because you‘d finally be in the same country as your lover. You hadn‘t told her yet because you wanted to suprise her. You had made up a whole plan; you would drive to her house with a flower boquet in your hands and her favorite sweets and surprise her.

A great plan that hadn't been thought through to the end.

ManUtd announced your transfer; pictures and videos on their socials and on your own Instagram as you sat in the plane on your way to Manchester. Your 'good bye-thank you' post, one post before your pinned announcement.

Of course she saw your 'good bye' post, she had the notifications on for your social media accounts to be up to date and to admire pretty pictures of yourself and as well she saw your new club post.

Why didn‘t say something to her? She felt betrayed. Did you not love her? The reason she hadn‘t replied your latest texts.

You arrived at the airport and drove to your new home. The apartment was roughly set up, the furniture was there and the rest of your stuff would arrive in the next few days.

You didn't want to move in with Laia right away because firstly she didn't know you were here and secondly because you didn't want to pressure her with something she wasn‘t comfortable with.

-

Hoping she would be at home you made your way to her apartment. On the way you got her, her favorite flowers and some candy.

Gently, you knocked on the door.

"Sí?" the voice of your girlfriend said as she opened the door. "Hola, mi amor" you smiled brightly. You expected every reaction, just not the one she gave you. She rolled her eyes but stepped aside anyways. You furrowed your brows, usually she was always happy to see you. "No kiss?" you tried again. She brushed past you, walking in to the kitchen. "Amor?" you asked, following behind, "I have great news"

"Oh I know! Red devil huh?!" she snapped.

"Oh" your voice saddened as you put the flowers down on the counter "you don‘t like it?"

"Do you think I‘m stupid?!" she yelled, marching out of the kitchen, yourself close behind. You grasped her wrist, turning her to face you "why would I think that?" you asked, utterly confused.

"Why didn‘t you tell me! I had to find out through a picture! Through your instagram!" her arms gesticulating wildly. "That‘s what this is about?" you asked, your voice level normal.

"Of course! I feel betrayed. My own girfriend isn‘t trusting me!"

"No, mi amor. I- i wanted to surprise you.." she wiggled out of your grasp. "Surprise me?! How stupid do you think I am?!"

"Laia! Stop it!" you grabbed her waist, pulling her close. Your expression was strict and the spaniard knew when you said her name (which she didn‘t enjoy) that you‘re getting upset. "I don‘t think you‘re stupid! I wanted to suprise you with me being here. I couldn‘t stand it any longer being in a country where you‘re not! I trust you, you know I do." your eyes looked so sad and disappointed "it wasn't thought through, i only wanted to be here. With you" you admitted. She didn‘t answer nor react in any kind of way. It broke your heart. Sighing in defeat, you let go of her waist "I‘m gonna go" you mumbled, walking to the door.

Finally, she came back to her senses "wait!" Now it was her turn to grab your waist, "lo siento" she whispered, "lo siento mucho" one hand came up craddle your face, "I want you here, more than anything" your head dropped against her shoulder, exhausted. "I‘m sorry for raising my voice, I didn‘t like the feeling that people who don‘t know you, know more than I did"

Both of you stood there in silence for a while.

"Do you still love me?" you murmured against her chest. "Sí, mi amor. Te amo mucho" she hooked her thumb and index finger under your chin, softly pulling your head off her chest so you could look at her. She leant forward, closing the gap between you two. Her lips tasted sweet, like home. The kiss was gentle, apologies spoken.

"Te amo, but I‘ll never wear your ManU jersey" the spaniard giggled, pressing her lips against your own over and over again.

"We‘ll see about that" you grinned, grabbing her hand. "I‘ve got you flowers and sweets"

"You‘re the best, my little red devil" she smiled as she trailed behind you.

The red devil and the cityzen

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[mommyownsmee]

mommy are you good at aftercare? is there anything specific that you do when it comes to that?

i’m a virgin but i feel like after sex i will sub drop or something. like, sometimes when i think of someone having sex with me, i feel really subby and dependant on them.

Sub Drop is something that sadly happens really often because there are so many egoistic/selfish Dom/me‘s or Dom/me‘s that think they know everything. They mostly have no clue what they‘re doing and that‘s the worst mistake a Dom/me can make!

It‘s easy to prevent if your Dom/me keeps an eye on you as a Sub and human and respect your feelings the same as you respect their‘s.

Sub Drop isn‘t something that goes away again easily and sadly it‘s something that can happen from one second to another.

I personally keep an close eye on my Sub before, while and after each sexual and non-sexual interaction.

Sub Drop can even happen from non-sexual interaction, for excample after a fight or an punishment. It can even happen during cuddles, if my Sub suddenly experiences self-doubt or remembers bad memories she made with other Dom/me‘s.

The best way to prevent Sub Drop is communication:

Talking about mistakes that other Dom/me‘s made, so that I simpely can make it better.

Finding things that triggers my Sub (words or sentences, memories, touching specific body parts, the way I maybe speak sometimes, places or even kinks that my Sub normally likes can be a trigger).

Making rules for both parts and strictly keeping them in (no breaking of rules or only on special days or in special moments).

I‘m constantly checking in on my Sub, which means I try to do my best to make sure she‘s happy. This can be just by talking and keeping an eye on her way to write or speak, or by asking if she‘s alright.

If my Sub gets a Sub Drop even though we did our best to prevent it:

I do immediately switch from Domme to girlfriend and keep all the Bdsm stuff out of sight. Out of sight = after a while out of mind.

I try to change the topic if she wants it, or we talk about what happened and find out why it happened.

I reassure her constantly, that what happens is totally okay and she doesn‘t have to be ashamed.

I ask her if she needs something (tea, stuffie, blanket, cuddles, or just silence or even if I should leave her alone for a while).

Aftercare is a really important thing after sexual interaction (as long as my Sub doesn‘t say she doesn‘t want it).

I like to just spend time with my Sub.

Aftercare isn‘t too much. Please don‘t be afraid to tell your Dom/me you want or need it.

Aftercare involves for me:

Cuddles and kisses and a lot of praises.

Cleaning my Sub up and taking her to have a nice bath (IT‘S ME WHO FILLS THE BATHTUB!) or a shower, if she isn‘t too tired.

Taking her makeup off if she‘s too tired to do it herself, so she doesn‘t have to do it herself.

I even pick her up and bring her to the bathroom if needed (THAT‘S. NOT. TOO. MUCH!).

Watching a movie or series together if wanted or just play a (video) game or listen to music. Maybe scroll Tiktok or Tumblr together -or read a book or comic together.

Cooking her food! Hungry Sub = Sad Sub! Even if she doesn‘t want. As soon as she sees the food she wants it.

Talking about what happened and reassuring her that all we did was only some kind of roleplay and that all I said was only said because it brought her joy!!

Letting her sleep on me if she wants. It‘s so cute and makes me so happy and proud.

Aftercare is really important! And it even helps us Dom/mes to prevent a Dom Drop. 𝒙𝒙

Don‘t be afraid of talking with your Dom/me about Aftercare or a Sub Drop. Don‘t keep it in! It will get worse and affect every single interaction with your Dom/me and can even lead to heavy depressions!

[zot3-flopped]

At this point even i am upset for taylor because she used to have the perfect lip shape back in the day. The lines were so crisp that probably even stevie wonder could apply lipliner. And now she messed with them???? Why???? As somebody who isn‘t too happy with my own lipshape, i cannot comprehend her seeing a flaw in it and changing it when it was already top tier and so distinctly her. Same with the cheek bones now? Why, when she had a perfectly defined face. And also idk if she has always laughed like that or it is just recently. When she laughs it looks like she pulls a :0 but her mouth can‘t widen to the side like a normal laugh so it makes it look like she is catching flies.

I don't have a clue. Samsung/Android even copied her distinctive lip shape for their mouth emoji, but she doesn't have it anymore!

👄