#tho its not like i payed much attention to the fights in the first place <-(guy shopping for clothes at the soup store but the

[solcarow]

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[dwaekkicidal]

Worship.

˚ʚChangbin x Gn!Readerɞ˚

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: Making love with and worshiping Seo Changbin. No real plot, just reader spoiling Binnie (like he deserves 🔫).

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: 2.1k

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: want to say gender neutral but 1 very slight mention of pregnancy so fem!reader just incase, reader is referred to as “Bunny,” a teeny bit angsty; mentions of binnie feeling nervous about his ‘ab’ reveal, oral (m receiving), binnie cries like 1(½) times (im sorry), love making and slow sex (tho the sex itself is super short), creampie (try to pee after sex pls), tiny breeding mention

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: I cant even lie i actually cried multiple times while writing this LMFAOO. 😐 I’m sleep deprived and I get suuuper moody when I am so here we are. anyways.. this was largely inspired by the tummy part i wrote in this, but i got super sappy and was listening to mind numbing, slow love songs while I wrote this so i made it worshiping him in general (i'm not sorry. he deserves all of this and more)

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Your knees were so sore, the soft carpet under you was no longer doing its job in cushioning them from your spot on the floor. But, you’re not sure you would complain even if you were able to. The sight above you was one that you would happily fight every god and goddess for just the chance of seeing again. Changbin was leaned against your bedroom door, shirt bunched up tightly in his hand as he held it to his chest. His jaw is slacked and his eyebrows were knitted together harshly. Your jaw ached at this point, but you were here to prove a point.

You had overheard your boyfriend talking to his members about the recent “Ab reveal” comment he made in a recent SKZCode episode. The members had told him many times that he didn’t actually have to go through with it, that nobody would be mad at him if he decided to not do it. You took it upon yourself to talk to him about this, and when you realized that he was very shy about his tummy compared to his confidence about his biceps, you realized you had some work to do.

So, being the good lover that you are, you dropped to your knees and promised to prove to him just how sexy all of him was. And that’s how you got here. Now, focusing back on your goal you simply sunk farther onto his dick, humming against his sensitive tip as it hit the back of your throat.

“H-Holy shit… Bunnyy-”

His eyes rolled to the back of his head and the hand in your hair tightened. His hand held you there for a few seconds until you gagged against him, then he finally pulled you off slightly. You could feel his legs start to shake under your palms as you returned to your previous pace, the pleasure was getting too much and you could easily tell how close he was when he whined so prettily. You hastily get back to work and use your hands on his thighs as leverage, bobbing your head forward and backwards with a strong desire to please him.

“Fuck! God, you’re so good to me, Bunny. What did I do to deserve you.” Your eyebrows furrow in a glare up at him before you lightly graze your teeth against his length as punishment, not enough to actually hurt him badly but just enough to remind him what this was all about in the first place. “A-AH! S-Sorry!”

You felt his hips stutter and you take that as the only warning besides his pitching moans, so you pull off so only his tip rests against your tongue and suck. Your hands move to quickly pump the rest of his length, paying extra attention to the sensitive underside, as he rides out his high. The hand in your hair moves to hold a deafening grip on his hip, he’s trying his hardest to not let out a pornographic moan as his hips buck uncontrollably into your mouth. His eyes stayed on the scene in front of him for as long as they could before they slammed shut from how overwhelming it all was.

Once his hips cease their movements, and are instead replaced with little convulses from sensitivity, you pull away and leave a soft kiss to his tip. A shaky laugh is pulled from him in pure disbelief of the intensity of the orgasm you just gave him. He goes to pull you up but you smack his hand away, opting to stay on the floor and litter kisses along his thighs. They trail unbearably slowly; up his thighs to his pelvis before trailing up to his stomach. You stay there for a while, appreciating the area with soft pecks of adoration and nibbles just to tease a little.

It was uncomfortable to crouch at this angle, but you needed your point to be proven. You needed this man to understand just how sexy he was to you. Just how fucking insane he drove you by merely breathing the same air as you. You were obsessed with your Seo Changbin, and honestly who could blame you? He was the hottest man in the universe. Very silly but serious when needed, he treated you like royalty even in front of his friends and family, and he communicated his feelings like you’d never seen before. He was everything a woman could ask of a man, and you felt it was your only goal in life to make sure he knew it.

After getting lost in your thoughts, you return to your endeavor and rise up to his chest. It was still rising up and down from his frantic breaths, but you ignored the chance to tease him over it and instead placed soft kisses to his pecs. You’re moving up again and linger at his neck, nibbling it softly and leaving hickies that you know would unfortunately fade by morning. When you finally reach his face, you hover mere millimeters away and take in his expression. He’s an absolute mess.

His breath still hasn’t returned to him, but this time it was prevented by the overwhelming tenderness being physically given to him. Something he’s never experienced on this level before. You almost feel guilty that you didn’t show him sooner, but before you can think too much into it you pull yourself together. He lets out strangled noises as you place kisses on his cheeks, then forehead, and finally his nose. You can only assume the noises are from the lack of your lips on his, but when you pull away to do so you realize you were wrong. You’re met with a heart-rending scene.

His pretty dark eyes are watery, and some tears have already fallen along the cheeks you just pressed your lips to. Your expression must show obvious surprise cause he frowns and more tears fall. His lips part as if he was going to speak up but you hush him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you finally place your lips to his. His hands plant themselves on your hips, he squeezes them a little roughly but you know it's to mentally ground himself so complaining doesn’t even cross your mind.

You two stay like this for some time, lips locked in a slow and passionate make out session, hands holding each other as close as physically possible. You finally pull away after some minutes, resting your forehead against his as you both stare lovingly into each other's eyes. The tears finally stopped falling but his eyes are still very glossy.

Your soft voice finally breaks the silence, as much as you want to continue your efforts, his well being is a million times more important. “You ok Binnie?” He takes a deep breath and chooses to nod instead of speaking up. You giggle and place kisses along his cheek again, giving him time to collect himself and finish catching his breath.

When he finally returns to his normal self he nuzzles himself into your neck and places his own kisses there. “Doing that to me during post nut clarity was so mean, Bunny. I’m gonna get you back for that tomorrow.” You laugh and pull away, bombarding his lips with soft kisses as a silent apology.

When you pull away, he speedingly kicks his pants away and tugs desperately at your shirt, “Why am I the only one naked, Bunny..” You smile and mumble an apology, tearing your clothes off before letting him lead you to the bed. You straddle him the second he lays down and his hands grab at the bottom of your ass cheeks, wanting to lift you so he can swap positions, but before he can do it you push his hands away. He gives you a confused pout as you push him down to lay on the bed, hovering yourself over his dick and leaning forward to press more kisses to his collarbone.

“Mmm.. ‘already told you I wanna spoil you tonight, Binnie. If you let me, I just wanna worship you for a bit..” He bites his lip and nods. “I promise if we do a round two I’ll let you take control. But, for now, let me spoil my God-like boyfriend to make up for all the other chances I missed.” He groans and throws his arms over his head, freeing his hold on you to let you take the reins.

He feels you smile into his skin and it manages to give him butterflies. He quickly gets lost in thought when you bury him in another pile of kisses. At this moment in time he’s finally realizing just how tightly he’s wrapped around your finger. The boys have teased him over it for months but he never fully saw it until now. He fears that if you would ask him to set the world on fire, he wouldn’t hesitate. It’s normally scary to love somebody that much. But as your kisses move between his neck, his pecs, his biceps, and his tummy… All he feels is pride. The man before you realizes in this very moment that he is in so much deeper than he thought he was.

It’s when you’re finally sinking down on him that he distances from these thoughts surrounding his newfound awareness. He lets out a quiet moan at the feeling of you wrapped around him, and another at the sight of his beautiful Bunny sitting so prettily on his dick, biting their lip and looking down at him with such warmth in their eyes.

And you? You’re met with the sight of your beautiful boyfriend, the man you would drop everything in the world to marry and run away with, if he so asked. The man who does everything in his power to make you happy. The man who would, and has, done everything physically possible to keep you safe from the dangers outside of your shared apartment. As you grind down on him, you start to slip into your own thoughts. But the shine of his eyes starting to water again has you immediately stop your movements in worry.

But when the moans from him were replaced with whines and a distressed pout, you couldn’t dare to bring yourself to deny him of what he wants. Your hips start to lift and drop you onto him slowly. The two of you would normally be fucking like rabbits, but after everything that just happened there’s a silent agreement to take it slower tonight.

His hands grip tightly to your hips, helping you in the up and down movements as you lean down to be chest to chest with him. Your eyes lock and stare into one another’s for a few seconds before you fold first, leaning further into him for a kiss. Your movements would have stopped completely if it wasn’t for his hands doing the work now, grinding you against him slowly. The tears in his eyes finally go away just in time for him to watch you pull away, leaning back up to continue towards your goal. Then, just like earlier, you lose yourself in efforts to please him and love on him. Your hips slap against each other in a slow rhythm that still gets the job done.

When he feels you clenching harder and notices your hips moving more messily, he moves his hands to grab your wrists and starts to thrust his hips up to meet yours. The fingers on both of your hands interlace with both of his, and this is how the two of you finish. Eyes, hands, and bodies locked together. When you don’t move to pull off him, he feels his chest swell with even more pride. However, this time caused by the split second idea of starting a family with you. The thought of settling down has crossed his mind before, but when you’re cumming like that above him after worshiping every inch of his skin you could get your hands on, the idea very quickly imprints itself into his brain.

You ride him for a little longer to make the highs last as long as possible, and when it's finally over, the two of you sit there in silence to catch your breaths. His hands grab your forearms to hold you in place as he sits up, then pulls you into another desperate but passionate kiss.

The two of you lay together; bodies tangled and lips locking together.

When he doesn’t lean back in for another kiss, and instead just stares at you with a smile on his face, you can tell he’s lost in thought. But based on the smile, you leave it be and just smile back. On his side of things, he decided to poke at you tomorrow to ask where this all came from all of the sudden. In the meantime though, he just lies and enjoys your warmth, reveling in the new objective he has for his life. The once comforting silence is broken when he mindlessly speaks about this new goal in his mind.

“Bunny?”

“Yes baby?”

“I’m gonna marry you one day.”

Nobody perceive me. I'm in shambles.

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[twisted-wonderland-memories]

Dealing with the Eel Twins.

Jade Leech x Reader x Floyd Leech

You are pretty much stoic in anyway, hoping that you won’t get or attract any attention from others. A certain DUO decided to mess with you.

———

You may think it’s strange really, casually repeating your daily activities till the next situation of overblots. But ever since you took care of Azul’s overblot, you are greeted by the twins left and right no matter where you go.

Well I guess you can say that you caught the eels on your net.

How did it happen in the first place? You just did what you were told my Headmaster (also irresponsible) Crowley for giving you a biggest threat that would count as your next trauma, but to think that the Leech twins appear to you just to not only get your attention, but in every detail that you have and they don’t.

You had zero idea how did Azul get used to the twins and got them under control so well without going haywire.

But when you told your situation to Azul, he was surprised but he just laughs it off and tell you that you got their attention thats all.

But how can you tell?

Floyd is a squeeze addict that he can squeeze you when he is in a very good mood and wants to enjoy your touch and hugs, you do wanted to hide but you can’t since you do admit you find him cute. Plus for some reason, I think he can use his magic to act like you were very strong when you are carrying him in a squeeze hug but that is beside the point. But Floyd DOES appreciate your company when you were still there concerned when he is in a very bad mood, letting him rest his head on your shoulder while your hugging him does comfort him one at a time it never fails to make Floyd pause and realize that he enjoyed squeezing you.

Jade is pretty hard to predict, how should I say this without offending him. He IS polite but he can be chaotic at times, heck he enjoys the chaos everyone has in store so it just makes him ….a but unique. But to think that Jade falls for you is honestly interesting, there are many opportunities that it can happen and yet here you are with him. Not to mention that Jade does pay more attention to you more than the others so..thats a change? Jade would pay attention to your needs and what you need in exchange for his attention, after all who wouldn’t resist on going on a peaceful hiking with Jade just to find edible mushrooms.

But if the two combined, its an interesting story that even Azul is trying to cope with the newest chaos the twins can make.

One at the time the twins want your attention to themselves that they find fighting each other in the monstro lounge that it gave Azul new headaches. Heck he evenly witnessed the twins going crazy in the fight because your playing attention to one of the twins instead of the other.

If you can imagine yourself charming both the eels it would make things a good or bad thing escalate. After all one of the twins wants your attention more than anything even tho they can disobey Azul from one at a time.

But if you cant handle the twins being a bit too much. Please don’t hesitate to call Azul.

[woman-respecter]

eh, I'm kind of tired of the relentless promotion of Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood as feminist when all those female characters exist in relation to men, and that was the message I felt it sent to me: women are great but only if they don't forget their place. Those women are just better written than most because the original mangaka is a woman, but I've read a lot of Arakawa's stuff and it feels like she's really into this kind of promotion of traditional women in a way that has its pluses in showing how fully-faceted those women are, but never seems to really question those roles in a larger sense. I get why it appeals to people but I wouldn't exactly call it "feminist."

(I also have longstanding beef of how people use that to excuse the really fucked up messages about race in that show/manga, especially to dump on the original FMA anime which does that aspect much much better and whose female characters felt a lot more genuinely independent to me, but whatever. Neither is a bastion of feminism lol and don't want to make this about fandom beef)

It's also not necessary because there are a lot of anime that are outspokenly feminist and center women. Revolutionary Girl Utena being the obvious one, and got me through the 2016 election aftermath with episodes like when Utena beats Touga after he defeats her the first time, showing how women can triumph eventually even when the odds are wholly stacked against us. And it has a really probing analysis of the patriarchy and heteronormativity woven throughout the whole show.

A whole bunch of magical girl anime (not the entire genre, some suck and are made for gross dudes, but a lot of them, especially the 90s ones are aimed at women - Sailor Moon and Cardcaptor Sakura etc). Sayo Yamamoto's stuff that isn't Yuri on Ice - not that that show isn't great and gay and cute and doesn't say interesting things in its occasional one-off subplots about women, but it's obviously focused on men. But people who liked it who want great women-centric stuff should watch her Lupin III: The Woman Called Fujiko Mine and Michiko and Hatchin, both centered on women and very feminist in their themes, albeit in a way that requires you to pay attention and think and watch the whole show so you occasionally get Tumblrites without reading comprehension missing the point of them. I was really surprised, given the kind of trashy title, by the anime Maria the Virgin Witch, which is all about fighting patriarchal ideas about sex in fantasy medieval Europe. Also, Yurikuma Arashi by the same creator as Utena is a really good analysis of the ways that lesbians are portrayed in Japanese media and by the broader patriarchy.

For as much misogyny as there is in anime, the stuff that does engage with feminism can often be pretty radical and smart and does it better than you'll see in a lot of other media. It's like having that low hum of misogyny in the medium as a whole builds up a rage in some of its creators that just explodes in the stuff they make. Same with how it often engages with queer themes, tbh.

And then there's just that anime has a lot more female-character-centered stuff even if it isn't "feminist" exactly. Like stuff about women where the story and world is centered on women that you can just put on as a comfort watch. Love Live or something lol

you do bring up a good point about fma, i kinda forgot about that bc i watched it like a decade ago. rgu is really great and i defo recommend it even tho it was directed by a man. yurikuma is actually my fave anime of all time but does seem sexist and fan servicey on the surface. and i love love live and the other cgdct anime but it feels like there is always an underlying misogyny of that genre, knowing how the male fans and creators are. if i were to recommend a comfort watch i would go with k-on bc it has a female director.

thanks for the recs!

[nnaminxz]

“𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖞 𝕲𝖎𝖗𝖑𝖘 𝕯𝖔𝖓’𝖙 𝕮𝖗𝖞“

↳ 𝔰𝔲𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔲 𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔬

⤑ 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: smut & angst

⤑ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: if the saying is “misery loves company” why isn’t Suguru happy right now?

⤑ 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔰: Gojo Satoru slander I’m sorry but I had too, I love him very much tho, sad feelings, sad reader, suguru is kind of ass too, maybe a lil ooc but it’s fanfic so don’t attack me, vaginal sex, riding, the ending may be dumb but it’s whatever, minors dni

⤑ 𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢: I wrote this for an another fandom a WHILE ago and always wanted to redo it so I thought why not redo it for my first jjk fic. I hope you guys enjoy this is my first time posting for this fandom so I’m vv nervous/excited. Pls be kind

Suguru always thought this would make him happy.

Seeing you around campus with Satoru made him angry enough, so he just knew that when the inevitable happened and Satoru started acting like well—Satoru again the sight was guaranteed to bring much happiness to his heart.

He knew it was sick, that he wanted to see whatever you and Satoru had going on fail but Suguru couldn't help it.

None of it mattered though because it didn’t happen.

Suguru sat in the same place for two hours watching the two of you—waiting for the feeling of bitter happiness to fill his bones but it never came.

In fact, it was the exact opposite.

Watching you fight to get Satoru’s attention made him sad. Seeing how no matter what you did he would rather pay more attention to everyone else made Suguru angry. And watching you finally leave the room and the other boy not even bat an eye made him furious.

If he was truly surprised or even thought the other boy would care, Suguru would’ve went over to him and said something but it wasn’t worth it. Satoru was just like him.

An idiot.

A dumbass.

They couldn’t tell when they had a good thing even if it’d slapped them across the face.

“Where you going?” Haibara questions as Suguru stands to his feet.

“Need a smoke,”

“Ah,” The other boy nodded his head. “Are you having fun?”

Suguru decides to lie again. The happiness on his friends face to pure to ruin with his sour mood.

“I told you coming out tonight would be a good idea.”

“Yeah,” Suguru fakes a grin. “I’ll be back.” He took the pack of cigarettes out his pocket waving them before walking away.

Suguru easily maneuvers his way through the thick crowd until he was standing on the back porch. The screen door shut with a thud causing you to swiftly snap around. There was a hopeful and expectant look on your face but when you saw it was him all that fell as you turned back around.

“Well, hello to you too,” Suguru jokes trying to hide the actual physical pain he was feeling in his heart.

That used to be him you were so eager to see.

“What do you want?” You huffed softly.

“Needed a smoke.”

The way you turned to look at him with such concern almost made Suguru laugh. Here you were angry at him, going through your own shit, and still somehow harbored enough care to be concerned with his health.

“I though you quit?”

Suguru plops down next to you pulling the carton out his pocket flipping the cap open. “I did.” He says showing you the empty pack..

“You carry around an empty pack?”

“It’s a good way for me to make an exit,”

You left out a long sigh. “I looked that pitiful huh?”

“You don’t look pitiful. He just looks stupid.”

Though you didn’t say anything back you didn’t need to for Suguru to already know what you were thinking. He knew you like the back of his hand and no doubt you were beating yourself up, angry with yourself when in reality you should’ve been focused on the one who deserved it.

“I’m so stupid,” You whisper and its so low that it Suguru wasn’t already so hyper-focused on your very existence he would’ve probably missed it.

“No, you’re not.”

“You told me he was like this.”

“People told you about me and you still gave me a chance,”

“So I am stupid.”

“You’re trusting,” Suguru counters. “You give people the benefit of the doubt.”

“why is it that trusting people always end up looking stupid?”

“because others take advantage of it.”

Something he knew all to well.

You both fall silent again. The only noise filling the space are the sounds of nature and the muffled thumping music that escaped the noisy house. Suguru looks over at you wishing there was something he could to do. Something he could say. Seeing you like this hurt him.

He hated seeing you cry.

He felt like dying when you were upset.

But it also hurt to see you happy so Suguru wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted.

All this shit was so weird. An uncharted territory before you came along.

Every time the screen door would creak open you’d twist around to see if it was him and every time you ended up turning back around in disappointment. As your disappointment grew, so did Suguru’s anger.

You only deserved the best things in life. None of this push and pull, ‘I’m here but around others I’m not’ bullshit.

Suguru was such a hypocrite.

Here he was furious with Satoru when he used to just as much of an asshole to you as well. He too would push and pull right until he pushed you away completely.

“I’m sorry,” He quietly apologizes. If he’d just gotten his act together sooner there would be no you and Satoru. You wouldn’t be sad and he would still have you.

You shake your head softly shushing him. “Not right now please,” You say. “Can you take me home? I just really want to go back home.”

Without saying anything else Suguru nodded. As both of  you were walking to his car you passed a big window. Sadly it was a clear shot to Satoru who now had another girl seated next to him in your place.

Not only had he not noticed your absence but that easily he’d replaced you.

“He’s such a fucking ass.”

“Yeah,” You agree. “Let’s just go,”

Suguru had evert urge to go in there and go off but when he looked back over you were already halfway to his car so he kept it moving. Satoru wasn’t worth it anyway. He was just another dick who thought way too much of himself.

Satoru didn’t deserve you.

Neither did Suguru.

One in the car Suguru sent Haibara a quick message saying he was going home before shifting the car into gear.

As expected the drive was silent. There wasn’t much to say. As much as Suguru wanted to comfort you he didn’t know what to do even if he did you probably wouldn’t want to hear it from him. Why would you?

Suguru knew every route to and from your apartment but decided to take the longest one. If you noticed you didn’t say anything. All you did was keep quiet as you looked out the window.

You stayed that way until he pulled up to you complex. Before getting out of the car you whisper as soft thank you and force a smile.

“yeah, no problem,” Suguru murmurs.

He’s about to pull away when out the corner of his eye he spots your small tube of lip gloss sitting in his cup holder. You had a million of them and even thought you probably wouldn’t even realize this one was missing Suguru still found himself on a journey to your front door.

Who know this could’ve been your favorite one.

The one in the pink tube was your favorite actually.

But Suguru already knew that.

“You left this,” Suguru says once you open the door.

“Thanks,” You mutter grabbing it from his hand. “I have a million in this flavor.”

“I know.”

For the first time tonight a genuine smile filled your lips. It was small and not the one he was used to seeing but for right now it would do. It was better than nothing.

Though your eyes were sad and bloodshot you were still as beautiful as ever to him.

“Please don’t cry over him. He doesn’t deserve your tears.”

“I just want something real,” You say in a small voice your arms wrapping around your body.

“What we had was real.”

“You were just like him.”

“I know.”

“I’m sorry,” Suguru adds, his voice wavering as he tries to get out the words. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

“I know,” you say this time.

Suguru is walking away when you call out his name. As soon as he turns back around your lips are on his. He’s shocked for a moment, standing there with wide eyes, but quickly he fall back into your old routine. His heart is pounding so hard against his chest and Suguru wonder if you could feel it as well.

With every kiss he pulls you closer to him. It’s been months since he’d last had you this close and Suguru didn’t want it to end any time soon. He missed this, the soft breaths that escape you, the fruity taste of your lip gloss, the way your hands cradle his face.

Slowly your hands roam from his face to his jacket and then finally when they land on his belt Suguru forces himself to pull away.

Suguru lets out a sigh resting his forehead against yours. “We can’t.” He mutters.

He wanted you but not this way. Not when you were like this.

“Why?”

“You’re….” his voice trails off.

“I’m sober,”

“You’re sad.” He counters.

You give him a shrug. “ I want this. I need this.”

Suguru knows what this was. A rebound fuck. Simply a way for you to get back at Satoru in your mind but couldn’t bring himself to care as he kisses you again. He knows this was going to hurt in the morning but he’d deal with that when it came.

A satisfied moan leaves your lips. “Please,” You beg and Suguru nods, not even needing to know what exactly you were asking for because he already was prepared to give you everything.

Reaching behind him Suguru pushed the front door closed. “Where?” Without saying anything you guided him both over to the couch lightly pushing him down before climbing on top.

You pulled off your dress and without a second thought, Suguru hands find their way to your breast, lifting the mounds out of the cups. His tongue gently swipes over both nipples before picking one to suck on while he twisted the other between his fingers.

“Fuck,” Soft moans escape your plump lips as you arch further into him. “It’s always about him.”

Suguru pulls away for a brief moment and shushes you before taking in the other nipple. He didn’t want to hear about you and Satoru. The thoughts tortured him enough. 

It did bring him a sick satisfaction to know that Satoru was a lazy lover.

“M’sorry,”

“Don’t be. This is just about us right now.”

You nod, pressing your fingers underneath Suguru’s chin as lift up his head so you could kiss him again. Suguru’s hands were everywhere. From your ass to your stomach, your thighs, he couldn’t get enough.

“Touch me,” You command.

Suguru happily listens, his fingers easily finding their way into your panties. You were already so wet. The juices soaking him with just a few movements. His fingers dances across your clit pulling airy groans from your mouth. To him you look so beautiful, your head tossed back, eyes fluttering, as your hips rocks into his fingers.

“Need you in me.”

“Wanna taste you.”

You shake your head, big glossy needy eyes focused on him. “Next time maybe.”

His heart jumps at the words ‘next time’. Suguru really hopes there is a next time. Not even for the sex. He just wanted you.

You lift up allowing Suguru the room to pull his pants down. After pulling your own panties to the side you grab his cock and align it before sinking down.

Groans leave both of your mouths and before Suguru can even collect his thoughts you began to bounce up and down. Suguru isn’t even sure were to focus. Your bouncing breast, the perfect contortions of your face, or the lewd scene between your legs.

He leans forward and takes your nipple into his mouth again. You felt so good. So wet. So warm. The tight grip on his hair only sending more pleasure through his body while you alternate between bouncing and grinding. Your eyes were closed and you weren’t focused on anything but yourself.

You were using him but none of that mattered.

“Suguru,” you whine, finally looking at him. “feels so good. It feels so good.”

“Only ever want to make you feel good y/n,”

 Suguru says it so quietly that he wasn’t even sure you’d heard or if you did you’d understood what exactly he meant but when your eyes began to water again Suguru knew you had.

You hide your face into the crook of his neck, wrapping your arms around him. When your hips began to falter in pace Suguru knows your close. Once your pussy tightens and your legs begin to shake, Suguru lets himself fall apart too.

You both stay like that. Breathing labored wrapped in each other's arms not saying anything. You stay that way until he hears your little sniffles and feels the tears falling onto his shoulder.

“Don’t cry. Pretty girls don’t cry.”

“Then stop making me.”

[sarahs-secrets2]

Tread Carefully (Phillip Graves x Reader) 18+ ࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

Am I switching to my gif era omg (I literally don't know what I'm doing how does this work)

I genuinely am so tired, like its so bad, I wanted to put something out tonight for yall tho so enjoy this, the long-awaited pt 2 will be out tomorrow (pls don't hate me I can't even type properly I am so tired, writing this was a battle loll), the sleep delusions wrote this so bare with me, pls lmk if there are typos

Based on Tread Carefully by SZA

gn! (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 620

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, sexual tension, swearing, slight NSFW, adult themes, pet names (if I forgot something pls lmk)

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Falling for Phillip Graves was a slippery slope, one second he shoots you a wink, and the next you end up tangled in his sheets asking yourself how you got here. The early morning crept through his room as you attempted to hide from the streaks of sun bouncing off the walls. Lightly pulling the blanket off you were about to sneak out of bed. Before you got a chance a strong arm reached around your waist pulling you back in. 

“Too early doll, stay here with me”, Phillip whispered as he placed a small kiss on your neck. 

“I have things to do today, I can't be here all day,” you protested, however, you reluctantly let the commander continue to shower you with kisses.

“Shhh, go back to sleep”, he muttered in between kisses, his eyes remaining closed. It was hard to say no to the handsome man next to you as you laid back down, thinking of how you ended up here. 

It had become customary to go out to the bar with the Shadows after a mission, a way to unwind. Graves rarely joined, as much as he loved his liquor, he spent most of his time preparing for the next mission. This time he finally decided to join the company out at the shitty dive bar. Maybe it was just a coincidence but in the weeks prior you and the commander had been sharing more looks and flirtatious jabs than usual, and now here he was paying for your drink. 

Something about Phillip had always pulled you in, he was quite charming or cocky, whatever it was, it was attractive. He oozed confidence and it made it all the easier to fall for him. 

“You did good today, you deserve it”, Graves handed you the drink he had just paid for, as he smiled.

“Couldn't have done it without you though” you smiled back as you slightly raised your glass to “cheers” with his. He stepped towards you, closing the small space between the both of you. Having Phillip Graves this close wasn't something you were used to, his hand crept down to stroke your arm as he went on about the day's events. His voice was muffled in your ears as you were too focused on the fiery touch on your arm. 

“Hello? Ya there?” he waved his drink in front of your face trying to get your attention back to the conversation at hand. 

Your voice now caught in your throat, letting out a small cough in an attempt to gain your composure, “Yeah, sorry, just distracted”,

“Bout what?” he inquired, “Music too loud in here? Too crowded? What is it?” as he went on his hand moved from your arm to your waist pulling you closer so you could hear him clearly. 

“You, you’re distracting me” looking up at him finally

“Me?” he smirked “Whaddya mean darlin’”

“I think you’re well aware of what you're doing here Phillip,” you slightly nodded at him as you took a sip of your drink

“And what would be wrong with that?” he tested the waters to see where you were at, “I think we both know what we want here” 

“Tread carefully Commander” 

“You first sweetheart” he chuckled as he shot a wink your way. 

Your idea of “treading carefully” has resulted in ending up somehow making out in the back of a cab, which then led to being in Phillip’s room. A sense of urgency rose between the two of you fighting for dominance, neither of you willing to be the first to give it up. Graves finally relinquished his power allowing you to tread carefully until you were on top of him.

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It's 4am when I'm posting this and I'm going to sleep till noon, see you all then

[skajador]

4 again and 18!

4. Thoughts on what you're currently watching?

kabuto (again) with you:

ohh my god. i love this show. i love kagami and tendou so much i feel a second wind of kagaten insanity coming over me (i never stopped being insane about them tbh, but). also bc the first handful of inoue eps in this show are so strong and we watched them this week i'm weirdly Toshiki positive this week.... also Kabuto is a show that is so All Over The Place, certain things are more clear on the rewatch.

like the scene where Kagami has lunch with his dad and his dad says all that shit about Arata being his pride. and believing in him. oh you son of a bitch you feel so fucking guilty your organization almost got your son shot. i feel like everything about Kagami's dad hits harder on rewatch. but also now that im doing the bit where im his co #1 fan i must pay attention to this insane guy. also. forgot how much i enjoyed Daisuke... he is so funny.

Gavv:

really excited for this week's!! i'm really enjoying it so far. every single Gavv suit form i want to touch. so badly. i'm SOO hyped about the fight choreography, i think it's the same action director as geats so im like SEATED bro. i really like sachika. im really curious how Valen will get his henshin.

Mebius:

ouhgh i love mebius i love the whole team im so excited to watch more.

kaiketsu zubat:

THIS SHOW IS SO FUCKING FUN OH MY GOD. they would just fucking do anything in the 70s. watch kaiketsu zubat.

just finished:

decade:

weird show but i had a lot of fun. i adore Daiki. what a guy he is.

kuuga:

aoouuououoouohgh. fucking Peak Television. i might get the kuuga symbol tattooed about it thats how strongly i feel about mr. godai yusuke. i could go on forever but i wont here.

gotchard:

i liked it and the ending was nice! but this is a show i feel lost the plot a bit in the latter part. we'll always have Kansai Ghost Hunting tho

18. if you could meet any actor, who would it be?

i think i'd have to go with Satoshi Matsuda (Ren). he seems so sweet and engaged with Ryuki even after 20 years its so sweet to see. also he should know that people from many countries love his turtle updates.

[hooked-on-elvis]

Elvis Presley in "Kid Galahad" (1962) 🥊💥

Directed by Phil Karlson and released by United Artists in August 1962. The movie opened at #9 at the American box office. Variety ranked it #37 on its list of the top-grossing films of 1962. "Kid Galahad" with Elvis Presley is a remake of the 1937 version starring Edward G. Robinson, Bette Davis and Humphrey Bogart and directed by Michael Curtiz, who also directed the 1958 Presley film "King Creole" released in 1958. Its actually said that Elvis prefered Mr. Curtiz had directed "Kid Galahad" instead of the actual director, just because he thought Michael was a perfect fit for this production.

#PLOT

Willy Grogan (Gig Young) is a small-time boxing promoter and innkeeper based in the Catskills resort region of Cream Valley, New York. He is a contemptible man who is in debt and pays little attention to the woman who loves him, Dolly (Lola Albright), a chain-smoking, love-starved woman residing at the camp. Walter Gulick (Elvis Presley) arrives, a young man recently discharged from the army (they based Elvis' character on his real life pretty frequently on the scripts. Elvis had been discharged from the army a year before, in March 1960. This wasn't the first of his characters to be a former soldier tho) who loves the peaceful setting almost as much as he loves working on old cars. Walter wishes to find work as a mechanic at a nearby garage.

[Sub-plot/romance] When Willy's younger sister Rose (Joan Blackman) shows up unexpectedly, she becomes interested in Walter. Willy objects because he doesn't want Rose to fall for a "grease monkey" mechanic and two-bit boxer. Dolly is envious of the young couple's romance and resents Willy's interference.

Walter, in need of work, accepts a job as a sparring partner and knocks out one of Willy's top fighters. Even tho Walter is not a professional boxer, Willy, afraid of his debts expiring, convinces Walter, dubbed as "Kid Galahad" for him, to try his hand in a real bout. Both men are reluctant but need money. Walter begins training under the watchful eye of Lew Nyack, Willy's top trainer (Charles Bronson).

Some fights here and there, and then there's the biggest fight, the ultimate challenge. Will Walter win the competition even being an amateur boxing fighter?

Place your bets🥊💥

PRODUCTION, ACTORS AND SOUNDTRACK

Professional boxing coach "Mushy" Callahan trained Elvis for the fight scenes. He is credited as "Technical Advisor" for this movie. Above we see Elvis Presley practicing with Mushy Callahan on the set of Kid Galahad, 1961.

Kid Galahad was shot on location in Idyllwild, California and onset in Hollywood, CA.

Shooting began in early November 1961 at Hidden Lodge, Idyllwild, California, before a storm forced a move to Hollywood.

Above, Elvis between takes on the "Kid Galahad", 1961.

Makeup shots for Kid Galahad at Culver Studios, Culver City, CA, 1962

Elvis shows what he looks like after he gets slammed. I believe they intentionally opted for "smoothing" the makeup bruises big time, since it's a pretty shocking image seeing Elvis like in the last two pictures, specially. Like, wtf?! It really shocked me seeing this picture. Now imagine this beaten up Elvis in motion on the big screen for thousands of teenagers to see. It looks straight out from a horror picture, doesn't it? Great talented makeup artist tho!

ELVIS' CO-STARS in 'Kid Galahad' (1962)

Presley's co-starts in "Kid Galahad" were Joan Blackman, Lola Albright, Charles Bronson and Gig Young.

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And last but not least, the movie soundtrack

"Kid Galahad" (EP) released on August, 1962.

Six songs were recorded for the film and the soundtrack was issued as an extended play record in August 1962 to coincide with the film's premiere. Recorded on October, 1962, at Radio Recorders (Hollywood), the EP "Kid Galahad" was released in August 28, 1962.

The tracks featured on this EP were: "King of the Whole Wide World", "This Is Living", "Riding the Rainbow", "Home Is Where the Heart Is", "I Got Lucky" and "A Whistling Tune" — As the plots for Presley films became interchangeable, songs rejected for a certain storyline could later be used for an entirely different film, as with "A Whistling Tune" which had been omitted from Presley's previous film "Follow That Dream" (1962) but found a place here instead.

The featured song from the album, "King of the Whole Wide World", received Top 40 radio airplay and reached No. 30 on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart.

"I Got Lucky" on scene from "Kid Galahad"

RECEPTION

"Kid Galahad" didn't have a warm reception among critics.

Variety's note was: "The story may be old, the direction not especially perceptive, the performances in several cases pretty poor, but United Artists' 'Kid Galahad' is apt to be a moneymaker in spite of all this." Another critics report, John L. Scott in the Los Angeles Times called the story "old hat" but thought that it "should more than satisfy the horde of Presley fans."

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If you like this movie or not, it serves an undeniable purpose: Giving Elvis fans their well-deserved Elvis appreciation time. ❤️‍🔥

I don't know about you but I find Elvis incredibly, and specially, sexy in tank tops, cotton short-sleeves T-shirts and sweatshirts. In that movie EP delivers that all at once. The ultimate [hunk] boy next door.

... let's not forget the shirtless scenes. Yeah... the shirtless scenes. 🫠

Yeah, leaving aside the movie, Elvis Presley's our ultimate champion winning with a high score. He holds the champion's belt for the hottest/sexier man ever alive since the 50s. No one take over his title, no one can beat Elvis Presley. 🏆✨

Elvis Presley in "Kid Galahad" (1962).

[thefloatingstone]

I'd been meaning to rewatch Utena for a while now, and your video was the motivation I needed to finally jump in again. So I'm only on episode 5, but I wondered if you had any thoughts on the symbolism of the spinning roses? Like when the white rose sort of censors a few shots during Utena's fight in episode 2, or the blue rose that appears in the corner when Miki first sees his sister in episode 5. I've found analysis on roses in RGU in general, but just the cartoon spinning roses feel like they probably have different symbolism than Anthy's rose garden, or any flowers physically in the show.

The spinning roses usually pop up when the show wants you to know something significant is busy happening. The bordered roses are actually less important and tend to only show when a character is introduced or reintroduced or to place importance to that character in some form. (in episode 5 Anthy gets a rose frame when she enters while Touga and Miki are talking).

The rose frame also pops up around Utena pretty regularly when she enters a scene. It appears when she jumps in to save Anthy at the ball, and it appears again around her when she runs over to the other characters from one of the sports fields.

The bordered roses do have meaning, but they're actually less important than the individual spinning roses.

The spinning roses however, pop up when an EVENT is important. And specifically that this event is important even tho it may SEEM unimportant. It indicates there is greater significance here than may seem immediately apparent.

In episode 5 the spinning rose shows up when Kozue is introduced, and rather than getting a frame, she gets a spinning rose. There could be a few reasons for this. Maybe because of the emotional distance between her and Miki or because the EVENT that is going on is what's most important in this scene, more so than being distracted by a character introduction. Basically, the conversation is more important than introducing Kozue formally.

There is an event much later on in the series which seems very unimportant and has no spinning rose, but when one of the characters does something that SEEMS unimportant the spinning rose pops up without the camera changing, indicating the small motion was important.

As for the "censoring" that the spinning rose sometimes does, I am a little unsure why this happens in some duels but not others, since most duels are significant events.

I would need to watch the show and take special note of every duel to compare properly. My GUESS would be the spinning rose, although not actually censoring any violence since there IS no actual violence, might be giving the SUGGESTION of the violence through censoring to communicate to the audience how devastating this particular loss of the duel is to the duelist. Especially since some duels don't seem to cause as much emotional upset as others.

However I am unsure if this is actually the case and would need to do a deep dive to be sure. So that's purely an ass-pull from me.

I also don't know why rarely a rose will pop up without spinning. But I only remember this happening during a flashback, so it might simply be to indicate this is an important event, but it is not happening in the present and is important to the character's past, but doesn't have direct importance to what is happening.

Then again I might be completely off.

The only thing I am confident is the spinning rose is the show clapping its hands and going "HEY! PAY ATTENTION TO THIS!"

ALSO!!

Thank you so very much for watching!! And I'm very happy the video helped you get back to Utena! Since my main point was to try and help people who are new to it, or people who may not have known what to make of it at first.

[ponuchuu]

nick hello!!! i hope you don’t mind me stopping by with a little pry into more puppergear stuff if you’d be willing to share 🌸 i was flicking through their tag and seen their trope is rivals to lovers and was wondering ( if you’ve not spoken about it before ) if there were any key moments between niko and wanderer that sort of … made them second guess the rivals title of their relationship lol! who begins to develop feelings for who first? and when? is there a particular moment where they realise and how does that effect how they interact with eachother in the future? 🥺🙏🏻

hi vana !! happy to see your in my inbox ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

IT GOT LONG ILL PUT IT UNDER THE CUTE HELLPP

hmmm... if for a specific moment that made them question their "rivalry" ? i dont think theres a define moment that does that-- idk if theres a like, another way to describe them but their dynamic is more "mild annoyance to frineds to lovers" more than actual enemies or rivals but its easier to imagine when using those title so i feel like its more like their weird grudges against each other just fade out after they spend time with each other (usually and mostly unwanted at first cause they attended the akademiya so seeing each other is inevitable and theres rlly no one niko knows either plus they keep going to places the other find comfort in so💀)

BUT !!!!! there is one moment where their relationship turned from "my feelings towards him is probably unrequited" to "are we...?" is after their biggest fight yet !

now i have a whole timeline here to show you how long it took for them to become an official couple, but i havent reallt talked about what kind of fight it is--

usually whenever they have banters and such, its mostly sarcastic or just over stupid stuffs (and the venom slowly losing as they became friends) but after one or the other got hurt from trying to protect the other that they have a dull blown serious verbal fight because they care way too much about the other that seeing them hurt just trigger that deep anxiety buried deep inside them. It ended with them lying on the grass, tired, looking at the night sky as they take their breathe and calmed down, instead of feeling heavy from the fight (altho it does linger somewhat) they feel this weird warmth from knowing the other person got so mad because they care for each other a lot--

OK SO !!! who fell first ? god this gonna sound so cheesy--

niko fell first, he doesn't know when or why it happened but he just suddenly feel himself becoming more and more jittery the more they hang out-- suddenly he became worried whetehr or not his appearance mattered that day and what word to pick despite never even paying attention to both of those things before, he found himself staring at him longer and whenever he got caught, his face would burn.

you bet he was in deep denial about it tho-- sleepless night chanting to himself as if thinking about it more would remove his crush or something--

but even tho niko is the one who fell first, wanderer fell way harder, when he realized he started having feeling for local stupid inventor, his immediate reaction was 'how annoying' and believes it was going to fade soon-- after all none of his past fling when he was scaramouche ever lasted. but unfortunately he was way too wrong. whenever niko didn't show up in their usual (unoffical too might i add) hang out spot, he found himself frowning, he'd think 'finally some peace' but his eyes can't help but dart towards the grass next to him where niko usually sit (heck he almost called niko by name out of habit before realizing). if niko didn't show up on one of his particular bad days, he'd find himself way more pissed before noticing he was subconsciously looking for him for comfort (heck he'd probably fly over to places niko mentioned like visiting in hope of finding him there and "accidentally" bumping into him again.). Also he gets jealous so easily its insane, he likes (or just pretend) to think he's good at hiding his jealous or just his feelings in general but then he'd subtly glare at whoever niko was talking to-- how dare they interrupted HIS conversation--

(the pic is more exaggerated but itd just be so similar to this help)

UM I HOPE THIS ANSWERED ALL YOUR QUESTION VANA !! IT ENDED UP WAY TOO LONG IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭😭

[morgenlich]

ig i should write out a more complete feliks timeline from the partitions until the 1990s lol, um. spoilers for last light and its planned sequel tho, also i'm writing this off the top of my head and not looking up specific dates so [gestures]

so, while in my hcs tolys got stuck w ivan full time (though he ran off more than a few times lol he was never successful in escape endeavors for very long), feliks was after the partitions initially shunted between gil and rod (ivan imo just. absolutely hates his guts and wanted nothing to do with him lmao and besides he had new full time prizes like tolys he didn't need to split custody of another one); he managed to run off for good shortly before the napoleonic wars started and met up with francis (this is also when i have him changing his name from mieczyslaw to feliks), fought alongside him for a bit, established the republic of warsaw, then basically sent himself into exile after its collapse because he felt that staying in his own land would be too risky; he didn't want to go back to being a hostage after all

(he does return for some later rebellions of course)

he's not really in the mood to deal with francis for a bit after that, he just strikes out on his own, not really paying much attention to where he goes. he ends up all over because of this, like he'll literally stow away on a ship he has no idea of the destination of so he sees not only a good bit of europe but also ends up in asia and i think also probably in the us, somewhat briefly, and he wants to avoid the attention of other nation reps so he doesn't actually meet up with any of them intentionally. he works a bunch of odd jobs during this time because he basically only owns the clothes on his back (and his wedding ring. he manages to keep hanging onto that), inlcuding some sw which he hates (i hc him as very firmly demisexual)

eventually in the 1870s-ish, he winds up in france again. he's living on the street and ends up with tuberculosis, which gets bad enough it actually kills him. when he revives from this, he realizes he's still ill and is going to need to like. properly recover, so he swallows his pride and goes to look for francis, who takes him in for a while; they end up staying in the south for a bit, i wrote a little fic about this a couple years ago lol. eventually though they get fed up with each other and feliks dips again, resumes wandering around but now he has fucked up lungs :) also it's around this time that he discovers opium which also becomes a lasting problem for him. but it helps his lungs not feel like they're constantly being stabbed so wcyd

he ends up in france again around the start of w/w1 and initially fights w the french but eventually makes his way east, finally back on his own land. the war ends, he's independent again, etc etc. 1918 is also the first time since the partitions that he's able to meet up with tolys again, imo--even in shared rebellions the two just never quite managed to be in the same place at the same time--though ofc this just ends up with tolys wanting nothing to do with him for a couple decades (i go. back and forth on what feliks himself actually thought about the war between them tbh)

ok here's where we get into last light + sequel spoilers

w/w2 starts, feliks initially fights in warsaw and is captured in late september. spends like a week or two in prison before gil arrives in warsaw and is put in charge of him, at which point he's put under house arrest. manages to keep his Connections to the resistance (how? idk it's not important and no it will not be explained in LL lmao), stays there until the spring of 1944 when [massive spoilers that otherwise don't involve feliks] and he's forced to go into hiding for a few months (along with my human oc irena kowalczykowa), until the AK fighting starts and then ofc he (and irena) is involved in that until he's captured again; the ak is able to get him back for a few minutes before some russian spies attack them and feliks and irena end up with them

at this point feliks is too exhausted and weak to really put up any resistance to this fact, and he just stays in russian custody, hiding in the mountains with some partisans until the spring of 45 when they make their way to krakow where ivan has temporarily set up camp; feliks continues to stay in russian custody from this point though like he's not officially a prisoner and they make him agree to cooperate so he does end up with like his own apartment and stuff. but he doesn't stay there very long because in 1948 ivan finally is allowed to return home and he's been told to bring all the other ussr and satellite reps with him so feliks gets dragged to moscow to live in an extremely overcrowded house until 1952.

after stalin dies policy toward the reps changes and the satellites are going to be allowed to return to their own land; feliks is the first to do so because as mentioned all the way at the beginning ivan just hates him and doesn't want to live with him at all lol so he ends up back in warsaw where he stays, remaining more or less cooperative (by his standards at least) until the ussr collapses.

he spent some time in the 90s trying to participate somewhat actively in his new government but realized that 1. he'd kind of gotten used to just doing his own thing 2. he's too vocally queer, etc, to get along with them, so nowadays he does the absolute bare minimum in this regard (mostly interacting w other reps for them) and spends his free time doing whatever he wants instead. also he lives in krakow, not warsaw, bc he likes krakow more (aside from like. in my heart feeling like he's a krakowiak, i think he just associates warsaw with war and the comm. regime and really wants very little to do with it) and hey he's not got v many gov't responsibilities so it doesn't matter lol

[itsgivingautism]

01/18/24 — Zia rants about being autistic & physically disabled & chronically ill in a fucked ableist society & having to be dependent on their partner

Started to have meltdown over this & other stuff to my partner before he left for work…. I didn’t meant to have a morning meltdown. I found myself shutting down and feeling guilty before he left bc I can recognize it’s hard on him even when he doesn’t wanna show it. But needed a place to rant and ended up going off down below for a like an hour. I don’t want to open up but I made tumblr after not being on here since high school for an outlet for a lot of reasons, with support & encouragement from therapists to do so. But I also hate being perceived. I’m just so fucking annoying tho I somehow always bring attention to myself that I never want….. but I’m also learning to tell my story & share my experiences. As an autistic person late diagnosed who was severely abused throughout my entire childhood opening up, learning to unmask & not shutdown, understanding my own thoughts, feelings, & experiences is so fucking hard.

I am so grateful for my partner but god I wish I was independent. I wish I had the ability to take care of myself. I wish I wasn’t so fucking dependent on his love and support. I wish I wasn’t so needy, or clingy. I wish I wasn’t disabled physically and mentally. I wish I wasn’t so wounded & traumatized. I wish I wasn’t so chronically ill. I wish I wasn’t in autistic burnout, a state of prolonged cognitive decline that one average can last 2-10 years.

I wish I could get a job. Even working from home but my mind can’t even. I’m constantly age regressing and going across different timelines of my mind and getting trapped, constantly disconnecting from this current physical reality even when I seem like a part of it to others - but it’s just automatic masking as a trauma response. All a result of my CPTSD+autism+adhd

I haven’t been able to work a real job since 2020. I’ve been fighting to get the support & benefits I need but constantly being shit on. Having to go thru constant channels to prove how severe my issues are and then being told try this treatment first and when it doesn’t work its still somehow my fault. I’m sick of having to prove my disabilities & illnesses and then when I show how bad they are I’m being dramatic. But when I mask & show strength, I must be making it up. How could you be so strong about then? There’s no winning. Only losing. I don’t see a point in showing weakness or asking for help. But then refusing to and bottling it all up, that has lead me to deeply problematic bad spirals. I just want to be taken seriously by doctors & medical professionals. I hate this country.

I wish I was normal. I hate burdening my partner. Although I know he doesn’t want me to feel like one and he genuinely wants to help me, I also know I stress him out….

I am dependent on him financially while his job is fucking over their contracts, refusing to give him & his coworkers the raises they were supposed to get a year ago. Him and his coworkers have collectively trying to unionize for months (which is the only reason they actually didn’t get a pay cut which the company was tryna do even tho they were supposed to give raises last year) and ofc my partner has been the one leading the unionizing. (We joke about my radicalism really rubbing off on him)

I’m constantly trying to find ways to make money, which end up doing more damage to my body. He hate what it does to me. He wishes he could do more while stuck in his work contract. it’s a lot on him. And I feel like his life would be so much less stressful without me tho….. or at least if I could just be normal & healthy….

Even my friends point out that unless I’m talking about my emotions & trauma I don’t make any sense talking…. like burnout really shows…. It’s embarrassing constantly. I sound like a so clearly disabled most of the time. I used to exceptionally smart & articulate before this burnout. Ik they mean it accepting my but it’s hard when 90% of what I say comes out wrong. It’s hard when I’m trying to be supportive and it sounds like asshole shit bc my issues with speech & cognition. I want to be a lovely validating friend. Not the one they have to dissect my word vomit to find the love & support in foolish clumsily words. I’m technically hyperlexic so I can keep creating words but my other learning disabilities downgrade the quality & meaning of those words.

But I also only make sense when talking about my looping emotions & trauma is bc I only share what I can (the deeper stuff is vaulted by selective mutism & shutdowns). This is the shit going thru my brain, talking to myself about and looping constantly. Ofc it’s the only thing I can talk about. But even most the time I’m still not making sense entirely. But it’s all I can think about, talk to myself about, and it’s all the my brain is giving me permission to share about myself.

[naughtygirl286]

so yeah we finally went to see Spider‑Man: Across the Spider-Verse and I would have to say I was surprised by the amount of ppl that were there when the movie started it like like the theater we were in was half full. but also of course there was some collectable goodies for this one also which you can see Here.

As for the movie itself I would have to say it was amazing! truly spectacular! and every other Spider-Man related adjective lol but seriously it was excellent I would have to say I did love it.

I feel that the story this time focus a bit more on Gwen at least I thought it did Miles is still heavily part of the story and does follow him but I do think it does focus more on Gwen to me it was a bit of a 60/40 where it was 60 Gwen and 40 Miles but there is alot going on in this movie you do have to pay attention!

It takes place like a year or so after the first one and Miles is busy doing his best being the Spider-Man of his corner of the Multiverse (Earth-1610) but is struggling with his normal/home life and his duties as Spider-Man. Unknowingly he creates a threat to the entire Multiverse known as the Spot and ends up reuniting with Gwen and his friends from the original movies and goes on a huge spider fueled adventure across the multiverse to stop him while at the same time meeting various Spider-People especially Miguel O'Hara Spider-Man 2099 (Earth 928 a possible Marvel future) who is bring all the Spider-People together to hopefully protect the Multiverse.

Like I said the movie is excellent I loved every minute of it and it quite long as animated movies go being it is like 2 and a half hours but the animation is excellent just like the first one and I feel each Spider-Person is given their own style of animation and there own look which really sets them apart.

The music for this is great as well both the films score and the various songs used through out. the voice acting is I thought was perfectly done, sure alot of it is easy at times when people are wearing masks but when they are not it is quite impressive. They are still very expressive with "mask eye" movements and body gestures which are all very fluid and life like.

One thing this movie has alot of is humor as Peter B. Parker says in the movie "Spider-Man is suppose to be funny" and this is just that the movie does have lots of funny moments to balance out the seriousness and drama. One of the most funny parts of the movie is when the Spot is introduced and his first fight with Miles is hilarious.

The references and cameos are mind blowing!! you'll have to go and see this like 15 times or watch it frame by frame digitally or possibility wear out the pause button when it comes on disk to see and get everything!! its truly amazing how much they put into this.

I have to say I thought the choice of the Spot for the main villain in this was pretty good being his powers are interdimensional and would work good in a movie that deals with the Multiverse and I felt that they did a really good job with the character in general

I how ever was not to sure about making Spider-Man 2099 a some what secondary villain. He wasn't really I think a villain but more of a person with good intentions that might not be the best way about doing things? They did a really good job with the character tho I thought he was handled nicely over all.

but yeah they kinda took everything that made the first one great and did more of that plus a bunch of new and amazing things you can tell that this is a huge leap form the previous movie.

So pretty much if you loved Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse you'll love this one too!

also there isn't any credit scenes so you don't have to sit and wait for that

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You Are Not One Of Us (Poseidon x Norse Goddess!reader) - Part 4

Full Request Part 2

Part 3 << PART4 >> Part 5

AN: There will have to be another couple of parts probably because I have the bad habit of writing way too much for the smallest things. :) 

Summary: After so long apart, you and Poseidon meet in dire circumstances. It leads to a news neither of you expected. 

Word count: 5,125

Trigger Warnings: she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, profanity, innuendo, age gap (even tho they are both thousands of years old), god racism?? Idk they act like “foreigner gods” is a bad thing, lusting, p in v s*x, oral f receiving, desperate sex, liking the fact that he looks older (is this a warning???), (please let me know if I missed any) 

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians characters. I do not claim to own any of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians characters. I do not own any pictures used nor do I claim to do so. 

Always appreciate comments, likes, and reblogs :)

The battle of the Draugr came unexpectedly. A large-scale monster attack was rare in the new world, and it could not be allowed to occur for the chaos it would cause in the human world. You were not often called to handle things anymore. After the Olympus incident you had distanced yourself from all the other gods. You stayed in your cabin or wandered the world on your own, watching love and war blossom. You had no interest in the affairs of the Aesir anymore and they came to realise it. You barely attended feasts after the first few years in the aftermath and slowly no one began to bother to call on you for events in the world of the divine. But this was too big for anyone but you to handle. You were still the greatest fighter of the Norse world, the goddess of war, and this outpouring of Draugr on some beach somewhere could be handled by no one else. 

You had been sitting atop one of the fjord cliffs you still loved visiting, swinging your legs over the edge and feeling the breeze come off the sea when one of your father’s ravens came to you. It was panicked, nipping lightly at your hands so you would pay attention to the message it had for you. An army of Draugr had risen from the sand and laid waste on a beach in the new world. It was usually a crowded place, but after the slaughter had begun it was now deserted and housing this army. The mist had covered it as some random violent attack, but people were dying, and it could not be left to stand. 

You dressed for battle, tying your hair back and sliding your sword into the scabbard at your waist before travelling to this beach. You were surprised to see the legion of Draugr prowling the beach. While it was not an army like the raven had suggested - in actual fact a centuria - it was still a huge amount to take on by yourself. You were apprehensive to engage when you appeared on the beach, counting out each of them. 

When your presence was finally noted, it was a swarm attack. You were swift with your blade, cutting them down as soon as they were within reach. Some simply disintegrated from your power, radiating from you and burning away the few that managed to come close and avoid your blade. But it was quickly becoming tiring. There were so many of them and only one of you. You were backed up toward the waterline, swinging your sword and cutting away another group. There were only a few left, but your arms were beginning to tire and your reactions were getting sloppier. Your power had dissipated after the initial bursts, and the Draugr were closing in. One managed to swipe claws against your arm, its dead limbs moving surprisingly quickly. A large gash began dripping blood down your arm and you cried out, pushing through the pain to finish the last of the creatures, watching as they turned to dust, mixing with the sand. 

Through all the fighting, you hadn’t realised you were pushed into the water. Your feet were wet, sinking into the sand with the swish of each wave. Water splashed onto your calves, drenching your dress and plastering it to your legs. You stared down into the water, murky around your feet. You watched the swish of each wave, the shadows that danced atop the water, and warmth began to creep up your feet, through your legs. You felt it touch your very soul, caress it gently. Your entire body felt soft and rested, warm and safe. You dropped your sword, sending it back to your cabin with half a thought, and examined your arm. The gash was gone, smooth skin stitched back up. You touched it lightly, marvelling at the lack of a scar. You healed quickly as a god, but not this quickly. You curled your toes in the sand, sighing happily when you heard a splash behind you. 

Your heart stopped. You knew who it was. You began to tremble. You didn’t want to turn around. What if it wasn’t him and you were imagining this feeling? You would be shattered with disappointment to turn and find nothing. What if the moment didn’t live up to everything you had imagined? What if he were disappointed to see you? What if, what if, what if? Your hands shook and the splashing neared, as if someone was taking long steps through the water to reach you. Tears burned at your eyes, a tingle building under your skin, in your hands. Slowly, as if you were fighting for every movement, you began to turn around, chest heaving with every breath, every concealed sob. You blinked quickly, hoping to dispel the tears, and then there he was. 

He was… everything. He was beautiful, as majestic as the day you had first seen him. Broad shouldered and tall, strong arms and a thick beard. You gasped in a breath, a lump at the back of your throat. His hair was combed back but still curled slightly over his forehead, kept a little longer than when you had been together so many years ago. His eyes were so blue, piercing and matching the ocean. They were stormy, so many emotions warring inside them, soft yet conflicted. His face was pained, eyebrows pinched together slightly and mouth pursed. He wore clothes of linen, white loose pants and a blue button-up shirt. He looked like he lived at the beach, and you loved it, loved the way he looked in modern fashion. 

He was right in front of you now, only one large stride away, and you stared up into his face. Your eyes were so full of tears he was blurred but you didn’t care, blinking as much as you could so they fell down your cheeks but cleared your eyes. Your lower lip wobbled, cheeks shaking as you tried to suppress your sobs and failed. You wouldn't believe it. You couldn’t. You couldn’t believe that he was right there, standing right in front of you after the countless years you had been forced apart, not even a glimpse of one another. 

He was dry despite having walked out of the sea, and he reached out and gently stroked down your arm with his index finger. You began sobbing like a hysterical child, body shaking as you moved forward and fell onto him. Your sobs were almost screams, little high-pitched sounds being squeezed out of you like someone pressing the sack of a bagpipe as hard as they could. He gathered you up in his arms, pressing you to his chest and dropping his head against yours. He pressed his face to your hair, inhaling shakily. You pressed yourself to him as much as you could, wrapping your arms around his torso and holding so tight that he found it slightly difficult to breathe. Your fingertips pressed into his firm muscles, gripping him tight because you didn’t know if he would disappear if you let go. You cried into his chest, sobbing and wetting his shirt with your tears. He was so warm, cocooning you in his arms. You almost wrapped yourself around him like moss on a tree-root and he just squeezed you as much as he could, hands splayed over your back. He was so strong, like an oak tree in your arms, and you cried even harder. Years and years of living off of an occasional message, of only imagining what he looked like, whether he had decided to completely change the way he looked and you would have no way of knowing. Every night you pressed the conch shell to your ear, promising yourself that you would never forget what he sounded like. You had imagined what it would be like to meet him again countless times. You had spent hours contemplating the moment, but it was far more intense than you had expected, almost debilitating. 

Both of you stood there clinging to each other for a long time. Neither of you wanted to risk letting go lest the other disappear. If either of your grips began to loosen even slightly the other would grip tighter, shaking their head as if they couldn’t bear it. It was only after your sobs had subsided and the only sound was the ocean water sloshing around your legs that you slowly began to peel away from each other, just enough to be able to look into each other’s eyes while still keeping some type of grip on each other’s bodies. Poseidon leaned down and kissed you, a firm kiss with warm lips and salt from your tears. His lips were so soft and pillowy and you gripped his face, pushing yourself against his mouth even harder. He kissed you so urgently that you had to force yourself away to gasp for breath. He gave you a moment before kissing you again, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Another long while passed while both of you kissed, desperate and grappling each other. 

The kisses eventually began to slow down and you slowly pulled away from him once more, eyes closed and chest heaving. You panted for a few moments, staring up at his face as your breaths escaped from you. He watched you in return, eyes almost feral as if he still couldn’t quite believe you were here, in his arms, and neither of you had been suddenly destroyed for breaking the rules. 

“Poseidon,” you whispered, and he almost melted into your arms. It was sweeter than any music the muses could possibly conjure. To hear your voice utter in his name, just to hear your voice… he kissed you again. 

“Y/n,” he breathed against your mouth. You could feel his lips move, form the letters of your name, and you caressed his cheeks, moved your hands to the nape of his neck and dug them into his hair. You nodded, mouths and noses rubbing together. You pressed your chest and stomach to him, slightly uncomfortable from squishing your breasts, but you didn’t care. 

“Yes,” you sighed, pressing your mouth to his and just standing there. If you could crawl into his skin you would. He whispered something but you didn’t understand what, his voice too quiet, lips too squashed, to decipher whatever it was. You just nodded, tears filling your eyes again. 

“You’re here,” you mumbled, voice clogged, and you pressed kisses along his cheeks, over his nose, any piece of his face you could reach. 

He gripped your face tight in his hands and pulled it away, staring at you for a moment as if he truly didn’t believe you were there. He looked almost alarmed, as if he had imagined you enough times in the past and been disappointed that you hadn’t been there. You just smiled a watery smile, giggling and sniffling and nodding in his grip, whispering assurances. 

“I’m here,” you sighed happily, “we’re here.” 

Poseidon gripped your waist and hoisted you into the air. You squealed, loud and high, and he just laughed as he lugged you into his arms like a sack of potatoes. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his shoulders, as he adjusted to grab your ass with both hands and keep you hoisted against him. He began walking into the ocean, laughing as you squealed at the cold water washing over you. He stopped when both of you were submerged, when your toes could no longer touch the floor and you had to grip him to stay afloat. He kissed you once more, taking one of his hands from your behind and reaching up to wipe away the wet hair from your face. 

“Take a deep breath,” he whispered, and you obeyed as he began to walk even further into the ocean. He walked until both of you were submerged in the water and he kept walking until the surface was far above you and the last dregs of sunshine were all that illuminated your face. You could breathe once more, immersed in not only his domain but his power. He didn’t let you go, just held on tighter as if you would now try to swim away, but you kissed him with all your might, pressing your tongue into his mouth and rubbing your hands along the nape of his neck. He groaned into your mouth, licking against your tongue and caressing your back. There was so much to say, so much to do, but all of that could wait a little longer. The world could wait for as long as both of you had. 

 It was suddenly hot under the water, as if your bodies had begun to boil it around you, and you hurried to pull away from him and begin tugging at the buttons of his shirt. You popped the first two open, but the third proved slightly more challenging and he let you go to grab your hands. You floated close to him, kept there by whatever power he wielded against the currents, and you huffed impatiently. He just smiled and pressed a chaste kiss to your mouth before fully unbuttoning his shirt, and slipping it off of his shoulders. You stared at his chest, his stomach, at the thick muscles that corded his arms and the ridges and valleys of his abdomen. You reached out and gently ran your fingers over them, and he shivered at the tickle of your fingertips. Poseidon swallowed and reached out to gently begin pulling the left strap of your dress away from your skin and down your arm. He did the same with the other and pulled it down your body. Your chest heaved as he exposed it, your stomach quivered as it came into view, and you clenched your thighs together as the dress finally slipped away and floated off of your feet. He caressed the underside of your breasts with his thumbs, slowly moving his hands to grip them in his palms. You sighed softly, the sound verging on a whimper, and he rubbed his thumbs against your nipples, pressing the hard little buds and rolling them around. You leaned forward slightly into his hands, reaching up and gripping onto his arms. He kissed down your neck, open-mouthed kisses that you could feel left saliva on your skin even under the water. 

“You are perfect,” he whispered, then gently encased a nipple in his mouth, pinching his lips together around it and sucking until you keened loudly and dug your nails into his arms at the tightness. He bit at it gently, sparks flying under your skin, through your breast and into your stomach, straight to your core. You puffed and panted as he moved away from your breast, kissing down the valley and over your stomach. His hands returned to your breasts, squeezing and massaging as he pressed kisses into the flesh of your stomach. He roamed from side to side, rubbing his beard into the sensitive skin just to feel you shiver, to feel your stomach pulse against his face at every little action that he performed. He was desperate for you, feral and starved. 

You bent forward, resting one hand on his back as he kissed down to your waist and then lower. Your high-pitched squeal was clear even under water. A straight note that carried through the water. He licked between your folds, delving his tongue as far forward as it would go. The roughness of his taste buds rubbed against your clit, saliva slipping over your folds and the tip of his tongue gently curling against your entrance before it pulled back into his mouth once more. 

It was like you weren’t underwater. You could feel the drip of his saliva, feel the wetness leaking out of you and coating your thighs. He lapped at you like a dog with a water bowl, messy and unrelenting. You quivered and fell entirely onto his back, face pressed to his skin as he spread your legs and hoisted you higher so his face could properly be at level with your core. His nose pressed into the skin just above your clit and you could feel his top lip move against it as he licked at you, delved his tongue inside you. He pressed it in as far as it would go, tasting you, and you quivered, feeling full and empty all at once. The rub of his tongue against your walls was pure heaven and torture. 

He devoured you like an animal, like a starved man, like a beast unleashed on its prey. The pleasure in you rose and rose and rose. Your limbs were jelly, your insides sparking like an exposed wire near water, and your screams grew louder and louder. It was a quick tightening in your belly, a sudden increase in pressure with nowhere to go. The balloon popped, the peak of the mountain reached, and you screamed into his back, pressing your teeth into it. Your legs shook like leafs in a storm. Your hands clenched so hard your wrists began to hurt. But he didn’t stop. He kept licking and sucking, even as you began to whimper and whine and tried to pull away from him. He kept pressing his lips to your clit, sucking it and running his teeth over it until you came again, trembling in his arms. 

As you lay panting against his back, brain empty, he kissed each of your thighs once, twice, then moved you to lay in his arms. You were limp, letting him move you how he wanted with a dreamy smile on your lips. He brought you lower until he could wrap your legs around his waist and your face was pressed close to his. Your legs just barely held onto him, but he was moving quicker now, the same desperation as before climbing back through his bones. He held onto his cock and pressed the tip to your entrance. You panted against his shoulder and he pressed until it had breached your entrance and pushed through the initial resistance. You gasped, twitching as he glided through, as the skin and protruding veins rubbed against your walls. You pressed harder against him, forcing your hips to fully meet his and grinding yourself against him. You were… full. Every part of you felt full. A pressure had built under your skin and you couldn’t keep still, couldn’t stop until you felt the drag of his cock against your insides. He granted your wish, pulling his hips back and pushing in again. You pressed your mouth to his, kissing him ravenously, tongues rubbing and teeth clashing painfully. His hips worked harder. 

“My darling, my wife” he moaned into your mouth, and it pierced your brain. You moaned in reply, so loud that it probably echoed outside of the water. 

You were his wife. You were his wife. You were his wife. You had been married, it had been real. His promises, his words, they were all real. 

“My love, my husband!” You keened in his ear, allowing him to take control of all the movements as you lay prone on his chest, wrapped in his arms as he pistoned his hips in and out of you. His growls and moans were more feral than you had ever heard them. Your core was sensitive and sparking, sending your entire body quivering. The end came upon you too quickly. One second you were cresting, the next you were wrecked with pleasure, ears ringing and eyes rolled back into your head. You could see nothing, just sparks of gold and silver behind your eyes. You could feel nothing but the warmth and tingles under your skin. You didn’t have a body, you were just floating through space and time, a concentrated mass of pleasure. 

Through the onslaught of senses, you could feel him spurt inside you, feel his cock twitch and fill you until it dripped out of you. It kept going until his cock slipped out of you, spent and unable to cling to your walls with how slick they had become. Your core clenched as if in reminiscence, missing the feeling of being filled to the brim. You clenched your eyes shut for a moment before relaxing your lids, sighing heavily and laying sprawled in his arms. You could feel his chest heaving, every breath pressing him close to you. You mustered the energy to kiss his shoulder, more a press of your lips to his skin than an actual kiss, and you smiled freely for the first time in a long time. You were truly happy, happier than anyone could possibly be, yet something niggled at your brain, pulling you from your stupor. The thought that this couldn’t last. 

Both of you spent the rest of the night on the ocean floor, kissing and whispering about all the years you had missed. You made love so many times that you lost count, the pleasure blending into each moment until you had said enough was enough, your body was too sensitive to handle anything more. But when the sun began to rise and the rays returned to filter through the water, both of you knew it was time to go. Odin would need you to return and confirm your success before you were allowed to disappear to your hut once more, and knowing Poseidon’s meddling family and all the minor spirits that would jump at the chance to raise their status, staying in the sea any longer than you already had was much too risky. 

So you made tearful goodbyes, kissing and hugging and promising that you would meet soon, that it would be impossible to go another century without seeing each other. You had whispered the words husband and wife, had whispered your wedding vows to each other with only the sun as your witness, then you had walked out of the water and made your way back to Asgard and Valhalla. 

Odin had watched you shrewdly, as if he knew about your meeting with Poseidon but was waiting for you to confirm it. You said not one word that you didn’t have to, didn’t speak past confirming that the Draugr were gone and the humans could return safely if they wished, before returning to your hut on the cliff. 

It was one week later when you began to feel different. Your body felt… odd. There was something new in your blood, something different that you couldn’t quite pinpoint. You continued about your days as normal, but you began to feel more tired, as your body was taking much more than it gave. You spent days laying around, feeling slightly ill but not quite, and you could feel your body began to get heavier. Everything felt off. It was another week before you woke up to the intense urge to vomit. Your insides felt curdled, your body was roiling like waves in a storm, and you sat by a bucket for the entire morning, emptying your stomach over and over again. 

You were beginning to gather what had happened, confirming the inkling that had niggled at the back of your mind for the past few days. You couldn’t quite decide how to feel as you pressed your hand to your stomach, eyes closed as you tried to focus on your belly, hoping you could sense what was inside of you. And there it was, a spark behind your eyes, a little golden glow, a little seed that was beginning to open and grow and bloom inside you. You could feel the child now, feel its presence, and you began to cry. 

You were with child. You were with child and for the first time in so long you felt less alone. You didn’t have your family anymore, your own choice but sad nonetheless. You didn’t have Poseidon, not your choice but sad nonetheless. But you had this baby. You had a baby. You cried so hard and so loud that you had to press your face into your knees to muffle your sobs, hand pressed to your stomach as you sent all the love in your heart to that child. 

In the evening, after spending the day in bed and whispering words of love and encouragement to a child that could not hear you yet, you made a list of all the things you would have to do before this child could come into the world safely. You would have to send a message to Poseidon, let him know that he would be a father, the father of your child, and a smile cracked across your face. You would need to discuss what to do next, a more grave thought that instantly wiped the smile away, because this child would not be safe unless your two worlds allowed a true peace, and you couldn’t see that happening any time soon. You would need to go into hiding, but that couldn’t last forever. You would need to find some way to hide the child, a more permanent way that would keep it safe until it could realise its full potential. You almost began to cry again at the thought of this baby that you already loved so much having to face hardships that it did not deserve. But you would find a way. You had to find a way. And it started first with your husband. 

Poseidon hadn’t expected you to try contacting him again so soon. While both of you had agreed not to let it go too long again, he hadn’t expected you to try again after two weeks. It felt much too risky. But the butterfly landing on his hand was welcome regardless, and he smiled as it flapped its wings and went still in his hands. He caressed the backs of its wings before going to read the message, before his world changed forever. 

I am with child. Find me. I love you. 

He sat there for a moment, hands shaking, world spinning. He finally understood what humans felt like when they were underwater. He stared ahead of him. All he could see was a small child running around, it had your hair, your eyes, a beautiful child that he loved with all his heart. Tears began to slip down his cheeks, hot and stinging. He stood, looking around like he had never seen the world before, and the only thing that was centring him was knowing that he had to find you. He had to find you, and fast, because if anyone else got wind of this, you would all be doomed. 

You heard a knock at the cabin door. You had been waiting for him, pacing the room with your hands pressed to your stomach as you wondered how he would find you. Would he send pegasus? Some animal from the sea? You hadn’t expected him to come himself. 

When you opened the door and stared into his eyes, you couldn’t help the elated smile, the teary eyes. He was here. You were pregnant. Both of you had a family of your own. You pulled him into the cabin, slammed the door behind him, and kissed him like you never had before. He returned it tenfold, crying into the kiss as you hurriedly wiped the tears from his cheeks, refusing to pull away from his lips until both of you forgot how to breathe again. He dropped to his knees when you let him go, pressing his forehead to your stomach as both of you began to cry. You could feel the sobs shake his shoulders and you clung tighter to him, small hushes falling from your mouth. 

“You carry my child,” he looked up to you, eyes glistening, and you nodded, chewing at your bottom lip to control your smile. But a hysterical giggle left your lips and he began kissing your stomach, whispering to the child inside. You cupped his face and lifted it back up to you, forcing him to meet your eyes. 

“It will be a boy, I’m sure of it,” you whispered, “and he will be named Perseus.” Your voice was firm, eyes dancing, and he held your hands against his face, turning it left and right to kiss your palms again and again. 

The closest thing to a child Poseidon had ever come to have had been his nephew, Perseus. He still remembered the boy, born only because of his brother’s uncontrollable lust and disregard for human life. But the boy had been sweet and strong, more like Poseidon than his own father. Poseidon had watched over him all his life, had sent him and his mother fish and freshwater when they had been trapped in the coffin and tossed into the sea. He had started storms to lead them to safer shores and helped his brother keep the child alive. He had loved the boy. 

To know that he was having his own child now, a child to love and hold and give everything to… he still couldn’t quite wrap his mind around it. One day you would have the child, birth it into creation, and neither of you would be able to hold him, to nurture him. He would be a forbidden child, cursed to live without his parents lest the gods decide to forgive. A child cursed by the whims of those far above them, those who have nothing to do with them. 

The child would be named Perseus, you had said, smiling up at him as you told him you were sure it was a boy. You had remembered the stories he told of his nephew, of the boy he had loved like a son, and you had promised to give him one of his own. Before your banishment you had promised that one day you would have a child, that you would give him the family both of you had wanted. He didn’t think it would happen like this, unexpected and hidden, dangerous and brutal. But as you told him about the baby, and told him that you would name the boy Perseus, he began to cry out of pure happiness, sniffling like a child. 

You kissed his forehead, kneeling on the floor to press your cheek to his and hug him. You would have time to talk about the next steps, have time to talk about how to hide and how to make sure nothing would happen to your son. But for now, just for now, you would enjoy the knowledge that you would have a child together.

[cheemken]

Some more SilkWing au stuff, abt the Johto trio this time

They met at Elm's lab, altho Silver already had his own starter Pokémon, he also wanted to get more ofc, he couldn't be a strong champion w just one pkmn, so at the start of his journey, Lance brought him to New Bark Town, as Elm sent him a message that there are two other trainers in his lab waiting for their starter pkmn too. So yeah, they got there, and thats where Silver met Gold and Kris, and yeah he actually didn't pay attention to them, he just ignored them as they waited for Elm. When Elm got there, he was going on abt the mons being out their pokeballs and how it raises friendship faster and such and you could form bonds w them better, he even used Silver as an example as his Larvitar was always out its pokeball

But yeah, Silver wanted to choose first, but Lance told him to let the other trainers choose their starters first, as he already had one of his own, it's only fair. As much as he hated it, he just let them be, which left him w Totodile, it didn't matter, he wanted Totodile in the first place anyways, he's the strong looking one out of all the starters. Lance did suggest that maybe the three of them can be rivals, to help each other grow stronger, maybe they should even battle, and ofc Silver wanted to show them how strong he was. He won ofc, Gold didn't mind and Kris honestly didn't care much for battles. After that Lance left, wishing Silver good luck on his journey.

Gold was amazed tho that he met the Champion at the start of his journey, even get to meet one of his kids, and told Silver that he's gonna be stronger than him soon, and that motivated Silver at least hahah

But yeah, just GSC/HGSS events but a bit different, Silver was still a lil shit honestly, pushing his Pokémon to their limit, and it's Kris who actually tells him to be more gentle w them, as Pokémon aren't tools, they have feelings too. Silver didn't listen to her ofc, told her that if doesn't train them to be the very best then he won't ever become the Champion. Kris looks at him, "what's the point in becoming a Champion if your own Pokémon doesn't like you."

"shut up. You're just jealous I'm stronger than you and that other weakling."

"his name is Gold, and he's not weak. If anything, you're the weak one. You're the son of two Champions, but you will never be at their level if you continue treating your Pokémon like trash."

And she left him, heading to Goldenrod to look for Gold and even help stop Rocket in the Radio Tower. That would probs be the wake up slap for him tho. That he really was so caught up in becoming strong, to prove that he'll be like his parents, but he ended up treating his mons like shit and if anything, his mother would be really disappointed. He was so blinded by his own determination to be stronger he never bothered to form bonds w his pkmn, and he hated to admit that Kris was right. He won't be champion if he continues to treat his Pokémon like trash.

And just cjdmnd yknow him showing up just in time when Kris and Gold were outnumbered by Rocket Grunts, and while they could've handled it, Kris only has four pkmn that aren't that trained for battle, and Gold has one left who isn't fainted. Imagine their surprise, just as an Arbok was about to attack them, it got blocked by a Tyranitar, its own Crunch strong enough to knock it out. They looked behind them and saw Silver, tossing Gold revives, "heal your team up, I can't fight all of them myself."

And offc that was a shock to them bc Silver?? Admitting he can't fight all them?? After all the times he said he'll beat Rocket by himself?? Damn, what kinda ghost haunted him to change his mind

Gold laughed tho, healing up his Pokémon, it really was a relief having Silver w them now, "never thought I'd hear you say that, Silv. But I'm glad you got our backs."

Kris did smile at him tho, quietly saying just for Silver to hear, "and I never thought you'd listen to me."

Silver tried his best to ignore them, but.. despite his denial, he was honestly so fucking glad he got there in time before they got hurt

And yeah all that stopping Rocket thing, meeting Giovanni again, fucked Silver up so much but like he didn't want him as a father, he had Lance, and Giovanni just left him be ofc, what's the point anyways, but like yknow maybe Lance did get there just in time too, and got Gio behind bars now, and Silver didn't even want to visit him. They don't know if Gio's influence is that strong really that maybe Rocket will come back a third time and get him outta jail, but at least they'll be prepared now

Through that Silver went through a shitton of character development, and yeah got to know his pkmn more, got his Golbat to evolve to Crobat, even got help from Kris to help him evolve his Haunter to Gengar, happy that she got Gengar registered in her Dex too. He even got to know Kris and Gold more too, and it was nice, that after everything they somehow became friends

But yeah years later, Silver is still a lil shit let's be real, he can't help it, but at least he knows how to control it now. He would never say this in front of them, but he's like,, really whipped when it comes to Kris and Gold. He'd go on how Gold knows a lot abt pkmn and abt egg moves and IVs bc he helps at his grandparents' daycare, and even his pkmn have perfect IVs, even tho Gold really didn't care much for that, he just loves his pkmn really. And Kris is the first ever person he met to have completed Johto's Pokédex, and is halfway through completing Kanto's Dex too, he admires her dedication when it comes to her studies regarding pkmn, and he even learned a lot from her too. Like this boy will do anything for his friends, but he's like,, he's so shit at telling them he cares that he'd end up buying them really expensive things he thinks they'd like in hopes he gets the message across

[monasatlantis]

Final Fantasy X (10) Finally a review for my favorite game of all times!

So the times has finally come! It is long overdue that I write a review for my absolut favorite game of all times and the (for me) best Final Fantasy game ever made. Final Fantasy X. And there is no better time for me to review it then now, after I just replayed it over Christmas. As I had to use the ingame-cheats to be a bit faster (as I was on a schedule) I have to use previous experiences for a few parts of the review. But do not worry. I played the game on 3 different Consoles (or 2 consoles and the PC) so I have enough experience playing the game without the cheats.

So... here we go! (Spoiler for everyone who hasn’t played the game yet - be ashamed of yourself!) Interview-Style!

1. Why is FFX your favorite game and your favorite Final Fantasy?

This game has EVERYTHING I want in a game. A wonderful love story, strong female characters, an intriguing plot, a hot guy and a wonderfully beautiful word and even tho it is an older game at this point, graphics and music are to this day, still very beautiful. The Linear-way the plot goes is also very much to my liking and I also prefer round-based-battle-systems. So it really is the perfect game for me. The length (with around 2 to 3 weeks) is also very nice. And if I compare it to other Final Fantasy games (no matter if older or newer) non of them can match what FFX gave me and I am honestly not sure if there will EVER be a Final Fantasy game like this ever again.

2. Slow start?

The Intro is definitely amazing. It doesn’t hide anything, but doesn’t really give you any other information then that this is this boy's last chance to tell us his story, while he is looking over a destroyed City and his team seemed to be somewhat devastated, while sitting around a fireplace. Many questions arise immediately. Where are we? Why is this place just pieces of dirt and rubble? Who are these people? Why do they look so devastated? Why is that team so wildly mixed? And why is this the boys last chance to tell us his story? What happened? So it raises all the right questions in a good amount of time. It can not match the P5(R)-Introduction as the bit of action and coolness and panic was missing from it. But it was definitely a good start. Sadly... that only goes for the introduction-sequence, before we actually take over Tidus. As per se, starting out not knowing who you are, what kind of sport you play and while we are talking with what is apparently a Ghost and so on isn’t so bad either. Running around that Street, fighting monsters with Auron after that surprise-attack was also still... okayisch. Not exactly exiting and all, but as you are as confused as Tidus is, it will do for a first time. However, everything that happens after Sin drags you into Spira and until you reach Besaid, is mostly boring stuff you hardly need. Especially until the AlBhed find you. It would have been much better to wake up at the temple, the game giving us a short moment to be able to recognize that this is a temple when we are further in the game and then the AlBhed should have found us immediately. Not sure how much of the part with the ruins was necessary, either. But I get that what it is there for, they just could have made it a bit more exiting. As a Newbie of course, its irritating enough to keep you mostly interested.

3. You’ve played this game many times, does it make the game less good in other parts then just until you reach Besaid?

I feel like you pay more attention to Logic-mistakes and stuff like that, because you don’t pay as much attention to other stuff anymore. For an example, when you are stuck in that temple at the beginning of the game, you find “dry flowers”, this part of the game is kind of scary and you just want to get out of there as soon as possible, when you play the game for the first time. You are also fascinated by this temple and how it is half underwater and still not full of water. You have no idea were you are and what will happen next, so if you play this game for the first time, you are totally occupied and hardly pay much attention to the fact that you find DRY flowers in a place were water comes in from EVERYWHERE and thus it is definitely impossible for this place to have DRY flowers, as it would be far too humid in there for that. But you only pay attention to stuff like that after you stopped paying attention to the other stuff and that usually only happens after a few playthroughts. So its really stuff like this, that suddenly starts to bother you. But it isn‘t much of a problem, its just making you feel frustrated sometimes, because you REALLY actually don’t want to be the person who points out stuff like this in a game that you actually really love.

4. After so many times playing the game, did you ever find ALL the AlBhed-Primer?

Sadly... no. Even at the end of this playthrough, I still seem to miss at least one. Tho at this point, I am missing mostly letters that rarely used, so its fine.

5. Sphere-board instead of leveling up, is it good or bad?

I think its a mixed blessing. On one hand, it gives you A LOT of possibilities and freedom when it comes to your characters weaknesses and strengths and that IS a great thing that not many games make possible. However... it sometimes also can be over complicated and I do still to this day usually get lost at some point XD Its not something that will ruin the game for anyone, but it can sometimes be a bother, especially as it takes some extra time usual “level-up” - games don’t take - although some other Final Fantasy games still do it in some shape or form. Including the newer game FF7R. But I do have to say I do not need to see a system like that EVER again XD

6. One thing you hate about FFX?

That you can not skip the tutorials. I’ve played this game like 10 times at this point. I do know how to make weapons and Aeons stronger, god-dammit! XD

7. Rate the overall plot!

As I said before, I do absolutely and unconditionally LOVE it. It's rare to find a game with a plot that is like this. First of all, the plot is really well-balanced. It gives you action, love, drama and happiness. Even your occasional “WTF?!” - moment as well as the teeny tiny bit of frustration that every game should draw from you at some point, just for good measure XD The game starts with lots of questions and only slowly, but surely gives you the right amount of answers at the right amount of time. It gives you emotions that you didn’t see coming, sometimes when you don’t see them coming. Its ending is a rollercoaster of emotions and fits the whole theme of the game very well, as happiness and sadness isn’t very far apart throughout the whole game. The plot of the game gives you a bittersweet love story with a great cast that is just the right size and just the perfect mix of different personalities and backgroundstorys that intermingle sometimes. And just when you think you had the plot figured out, they change something or do something unexpected. Going through this masterpiece of a story is a joy (even tho it sometimes hurts) and its almost perfect. It's actually the closest to perfect a game can get with its story I believe. People that dislike the plot of this game, are usually people who dislike romance. So 10 out of 10 points for the plot - yes, even tho it is just “almost perfect” but as you know, there is no such thing as perfect. So “almost perfect” is really as good as it can get.

8. A few words about the cast?

As I was saying the cast is a good mix of characters with different personalities and backgroundstorys, reasons and motives behind their actions. None of them is without fault and its a joy as a player (at least for me) to feel like you are part of their team.

Tidus as the main character is quite the fun guy to play. He never makes you wish you would have a different maincharacter. He gets introduced to you as a starplayer who is a bit overconfident in his abilities, and yet finds the time and will to interact with his fans. He has daddy-issues, but they don’t just actually make sense for once, he also overcomes them eventually, as he grows and matures throughout the story of the game. He is sincere, he cares and even tho he goes through a lot throughout the game, he never wavers and always does the right thing. Furthermore, he even does what he ultimately had to do, even tho the results will be that he looses absolutely EVERYTHING. It was a joy to play him and I would listen to his story again and again and again.

Yuna is the female main character and despite the fact that she seems almost too perfect as she is nice, polite, humble and caring and puts others ALWAYS before herself, she never feels like that character that is just not realistic. She seems perfect, but she is still human. She keeps secrets, causes others to suffer because of her way of dealing with problems and she is fascinated by something so simple as whistling. And even tho she was basically born to be a summoner and always knew what was coming and always ready to do it, unable to stop her wish to save the people of Spira even in the darkest of times in her journey, there is that small moment where she gives in to the wish of imagining a “normal” and “happy” life, which really finishes the deal of making sure that everyone can see and feel that despite everything, she is just a human being. A remarkable one, but a human being no less.

Lulu is probably one of my most favorite characters of the game. She seems cold and mean at the beginning, but a lot of what she is doing is just hiding her pain and despair, and you come to see and understand that, as you go with her through the game and learn more about her story, her feelings and her needs. She is never mean to Tidus, always explaining things to him, open to possible things beyond her understanding, never judging the AlBhed and when she is mean, it is usually towards Wakka and throughout the course of the game you see what is behind that and learn to not judge her for it. She is a great “big sister” for Yuna and a wonderful travel-companion for Tidus and I love her gothic look XD

Wakka is quite the complicadet character. When he meets Tidus, he seems extremly naive and absolutly desperate, given that he invites a total stranger to be part of his team, despite Tidus pulling the “Zanarkand-Abes” - Story on him. Wakka is extremly religious and he clings to his religion desperatly to endure the life and what it had put him through and yet, when Tidus breaks the rules to “save the summoner” he isn’t angry at him at all. Wakka is desperatly trying to putting the blame for things he can’t explain on someone and he usually choses the AlBhed, even when there is no way in hell that they are to blame. But in the end, Wakka is all in all just a really sad man. When he came up with the “maybe Chappu isn’t dead and he just got transfered a 1000 years into the future”, even tho Lulu confirmes that they have found his corpse and he didn’t just vanish or anything like that, you can see that he just has trouble getting over his little brothers death and that he struggles with the question of how to continue with his life. He and Lulu both offer to become the final summoning readily relatifly quickly, showing that they do not cling to live or what it has to offer for them. However, despite some moments were Wakka seems unlikable because of the way he deals with Rikku, he redeams himself really quickly and is overall a fun character.

Kimari is by far my least favorite character of the team. Its not like I dislike him or find him annyoing, its just that I do not feel much for him. I am glad he wasn’t killed in the fight with Seymore and that he could make up with his family, before they died and all, but I just don’t have strong emotions for him. But he does also grow in the story, it is just not as easy to see, because of the fact that he was so quite for so long. However, I still think that the game would not be the same without him.

Auron is my one true love in all the Final Fantasy games XD I am usually not into older man, but I really like this guy for some unknown reason that I can not even explain properly. He is strong, he is cool, he has been through a lot and yet, even tho it sometimes seems that way, he isn’t cold and he does care, even tho he tried to hide it sometimes. I love how he took care of Tidus for 10 years in a foreign land and yet he complains like an old man, how hard it is to guard a young summoner when she is at least in his own homeland, just as if he never dealed with a young person before XD He tries to be the hard one sometimes and his desicions seem cruel at times, but there usually is a reason behind it that you will come to understand over time.

Rikku joins the team relativly late but is a fun addition as likely the youngest member of the team and she brings that “I don’t care what Yevon says” - attituede to the team that was really necessary, after Tidus was forced to addapted to the rukes of Yevon. It was also good to have someone who was just as desperatly thinking about saving Yuna as Tidus did. And yet, it spoke for her that despite everything, she was willing to support Yuna until the very end, because that is what she wanted and Rikku wanted to be there for her. I find it a bit sad tho, that they never really say much about the fact that Rikku is actually Yunas cousin, but they bring it across quite well through their relationship, I think.

9. The “best”, greatest, most painful and most surprising moments in the game?

I love how when you enter the boat to Killika, you never think something bad would happen. Its quite early in the game and there is no way in hell that Sin is showing up again so early, right? WRONG! I think the scene were Sin attacks Killika is one of the hardest ones to watch in the game, but it is also very well done, because it did not just come very surprising its also showing you full force what Sin does. He does not care if he kill woman, children, elderly people or even an innocent baby. He just kills and destoryes and his attack is so powerful that as the player you can not help but wonder how the human race even survied until that day, given that in that attack, 4 children alone were killed in one single attack.

The scene, were Yuna dances on the water to send the souls of the dead, is just simply amazing. Visually it is just so beautiful and it really captures the essence of the game. Beautiful but also sad.

The Mihen-Offensive-Mess. The game doesn’t even give you the feeling that it will work out. It wouldn’t make much sense for the game anyway and yet, they drag you there to watch all those people die infront of the boy who just recently found out that Sin is his father. And there is a small moment, were you actually have some hope. Were you believe that MAYBE they can at least do something to weaken Sin. To make him stop attacking for a while or something. Anything. This scene was purely to show us part of Yevons true face. It was cruel but different then the destruction of Killika. While in Killika this was a surprise scene to show you what Sin can and will do, Mihen was purely to show you that stopping Sin without the High Summoning seems hopeless and that Yevon allowed those people to die, just to show that and keep the faith strong.

The Wedding. This hole ordeal with the wedding, from beginning to the end was just a freaking n,ightmare. For you as a player, it doesn’t really make sense why Yuna should or would marry Seymore. How would that bring the people joy, knowing that Yuna was going to die a short while later anyway? It shows you how desperate Spira is for good news, even if they are odd and hardly long lasting. It also makes you question Seymores motives. And it gives you A LOT of emotions you don’t even want to say out loud XD HOWEVER, when the wedding suddenly happens, with a man who should be dead because we freaking killed him, this gives you a whole different kind of feeling. This is freaking it. A wedding in Final Fantasy and yet again it is NOT the one we want to see. Beautiful visuals and all and once again, not the OTP getting married. Why Square Enix? Why? XD

The Kiss. Beautiful. Very well done and absolutly stunning to look at. Me loves. (I also have to say that I love the innocence of that scene. We have an underwater kiss scene. That could have easily turned into a hot makeout-sessions, sratching on the border of what the PG allowed, but insteak, we have them kissing and caressing each others faces as well as holding hands. Absolutly adorable and truly wonderful.)

The truth about Zanarkand. From the moment we saw the wall of the ones being used to summon Tidus Zanarkand to the moment where we find out all there is to know about the ruins of the real Zanarkand its a rollercoaster of emotions that are hard to place anywhere. First you think that you might lose both Yuna and Tidus and then we might also lose Lulu or Wakka and then things happen and suddenly you don’t know if the game won’t end on Sin actually killing you, because is there really a way to kill him and why hasn’t no one thought about it in the past 1000 freaking years? It was a great turn of events but it was also very exausthing.

The goodbye as well as the after-credit-scene. We get to that in the next question tho.

Honorable Mention: Tidus finally telling his father “I hate you.”

10. What do you think about the ending?

I usually see little of it, because I cry my eyes out every freaking time XD But seriously, its the bittersweet ending the game deserves. Hard to watch but still somewhat satisfying all the same. I love how the music changes the moment Tidus starts to fade away. I love how Yuna want to hug him and I adore how the while time, Tidus is crying. I can not even put into words how painful it is to watch Yuna stand there whistleling or the moment when she tells you to never forget the dreams that have faded. But I can also say that the moment in the “after credits” - scene, were Tidus comes back, immedeatly turns your tears of sadness into tears of joy. And in all honesty? That is where the game should have ended.

The game gets 9,5 points from me. I feel like despite everything, I can not give it full 10 points. There were a few small things the game didn’t do right and they add up at the end. Still the closest to a perfect game for me.