#we are NOT tagging she who shall not be named tho

[bunny-banana]

Fey women when they see Phoenix Wright

[writingbynova]

The Party ★

★ & The After Party

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ⊹ : pwp (porn with plot) - mdni - frat boys au - gojo & geto x nerd!fem!reader - party - bff drags u there - tiny mention of substances but no use - mean geto - protected sex - degrading - pet names - geto calls you: sugar/ doll & Gojo calls you: sweetie/ princess/ baby - rough sex - biting - overstimulation - threesome - slight choking/ breath play - hits of dacryphilia - missionary - Doggystyle - face fucking - praising - oral(m & f receiving) - mind breaking - dirty talk - fingering - getting caught (through the phone) - lmk if I missed any tags...

Word count : 3.6k

A/N : sorry js felt horny ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ (should have added toys but I'm sleepy) wrote this while listening the the party & the after party, shameless, often, I was never there, & coming down.

Majoring in Biology but never got fucked by two frat boys at a party ? Guess you didn't listen during the chapter of reproduction... Let's teach you some tricks shall we ?

"Going where? A party ??" you asked your eyes almost gouging out of their socket "Id love to but i don't think I can... And I wasn't invited. I have homework anyway it's better I stay and study"

You friend stands in front of your mirror, putting dresses up to her body to determine which one suites her best. They all do.

"Yeah whatever, good thing I wasn't asking you to come. I'm telling you. Get dressed, Yuji is picking us up in 30 mins. " She says leaving you alone in the room.

Frat boy's parties weren't really your thing. Although you couldn't judge because you had never been to a party, you always focussed on your studies. Hence why you didn't even know where you were heading to. Nonetheless you headed to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

"You done ?!" You heard your friend scream from another room, while you applied some mascara. "You better be when I get there !!"

You sighed. You really didn't feel extremely comfortable going. You didn't know anyone except your bestie who was basically your polar opposite. Outgoing, friends and... Well 'closer' with the popular boys. While you were the awkward nerd who didn't know anyone and never interacted with XY chromosomes possessors. Majoring in Biology.

Your friends barged into your room just as you expected and you stood anxiously before her.

"Where you going?" She asked judging you up and down. "Uh.. you said a party" you muttered, this situation really wasn't your daily life. "No, I mean where are you going dressed like a Spanish teacher, you look a damn mess girl." So that's the matter. "Oh...it's that bad ?" "That bad ? You look like you got dressed in the dark"

Pink skirt and a purple top make a cute combo tho ? Don't they? Okay, maybe not then.

"You were seriously about to walk out dressed like a 6 year old girl? And where's your makeup ?" Truthfully she was being dramatic. "I don't wear makeup and I've never seen a 6 year old dressed like this" you clapped back "Only means they dress better than you." Ouch. Touché " We've got about 10 minutes to salvage this before Yuji shows up, go get my makeup bag and the black leader dress on my bed. Quick." You nearly ran out the room. Visibly the night would be hard.

"Are you sure this is okay ? I think I look kind of weird and these lashes are sooo long I've never had them this long."

"You look like a piece a cheesecake. I'd take a bite out of that ass right this second if Yuji wasn't waiting for us" she laughs. You chuckle at her antics. As funny as she is you can't help but feel self conscious at the idea of walking out dressed like this. A black leader strapless dress, barely covering your ass. Black high heels in which you barely felt stable. A full face of makeup adorning your face you looked like a mini version of her. Hot as a motherfucker though.

"Let's head down girl?" She says, peaking through the door. Handing you a little YSL bag with a gold strap.

"Yes, be there in a second I just need to find my glasses..." You said, patting your desk in search of your square correction glasses. "Please tell me you're not planning on wearing those windshields..." She criticizes. "I need to wear them, I can barely see without them." "You're lying !! You haven't been wearing them since and you're fine let's go." She said grabbing your wrists and dragging you out. Fuck.

A pink haired boy gestures at you two before opening the car door for you two. 'Such a nice boy' you think. Thanking him and sitting next to your friend in the car. She makes small talk with him and you get to know he's one in a few classes of hers and friends with the party organizers.

"Gojo and Geto, hottest boys alive. The party is at Gojo's house he's some rich kid you must have seen him at least once." You look over at the picture. A tall boy with white hair and sky blue eyes leaning on a tall boy with black long hair and purple eyes. They're cute you can't lie. You have seen him around, he plays basketball and girls from what you heard. "They look nice" you only say. Because what else is there to be said. This is just two campus boys organizing a big party. Nothing special, you've never experienced one but now it doesn't seem like anything special

"I won't tell you what I think. Make up your own opinion were here" she says gesturing for you to open the door on your side. Suddenly it does seem like something special and the knot ties in your stomach, you start wobbling on your heels. Still your friends drags you to the door with a "you'll be okay" that does not reassure you in the slightest. A boy open the door. Pink hair. "I though Yuji wasn't coming in until later ?" You whisper in her ear "that's not Yuji it's Sukuna his twin." Yeah makes sense. He lets you both ente the house and you're hit with the smell of sex, probably some weed and sweat.

Your friend drags you over to her group of friend and they start chatting, before moving over to take shots. You on the other hand stay aside, props for not drinking but you do feel excluded. You need to isolate, Candy by Doja Cart banging within your head, it's too crowded. "Where's the bathroom" you scream over the music. Your friend points up the stairs. Without thinking you rush up the stairs, it's already better. The floor is already much more empty.  What wasn't smart was not asking which door was the bathroom door. They were all white. Which one was it ?

Anyway. You didn't really need to go to the bathroom you just needed some alone time. And which the popular music playing downstairs you were soon the only one left sitting on the hallway carpet in some corner. Clearing your calendar and doing some homework on your phone. You should have taken your earphones with you. "Need some help princess?" A voice asks. You lift your head to be met with the white haired boy leaning over you, his big eyes staring at yours. So that's why she said they were the hottest boys alive...

The black haired boy sighed "is she even sober ? How many times have we told these randoms to stay off the top floor" he hisses staring you down. "Oh I'm very sorry, I didn't know and I was looking for somewhere private..and I'm not drunk, I don't drink" you say almost muttering. This is not the best encounter you ever went through, it looked like the white haired boy was intrigued but the black haired boy very obviously didn't like you. "Coming to a frat party to stay alone and not drink. Do you even know us ?" The black haired boy asks. Shit. That's true what's their name again? "Uhhh" you point at the white haired boy" Joe—go ? Jogo? And Toge? No! uhhh Geto is it ?" They both stare at you blankly before bursting out in laughter "she called you Jogo, you'll never hear the end of it" Geto? Laughs, mocking the white haired boy who's face in now red.. "Sorry was that not it ? I apologize if I said something offensive " you retract "it's okay" he offers you a hand. "I'm Geto, you got that right, and he's Gojo, not Jogo" he chuckles looking over at his friend. You take his hand lifing yourself of the ground and stepping in a much clearer light.

"Damn, ya look good" Gojo says, starring you down. They probably couldn't see you properly because corned you were in. "You actually do" Geto adds smirking at you. "How About we show you around ?"

Well they're much more welcoming now.

You can feel your face burning. Like melting off. As you walk down the corridor. You're sandwiches between a total of six ab rows. Scarily hot. Gojo's hand holds your hip, while Geto's holding your hand. "So... What do u major in ?" He asks. You're hardly able to think, the tension is so obvious. "Uhh.. bio" you say as the white haired boy unlocking a door to a room? "What are we doing here ?" You ask starting to feel anxious. Two frat boys taking you in some room sounds weird. It was pretty though, a balcony from which you could see over a good part of the city, a huge bed with silk red sheets and a plain blanket, a nightstand, a desk. And some led lights shining a pretty pink.

"Who's room is this?" You ask. Looking around. "Mine, if you looking to chill you're free to come here" he says closing the door, locking it and standing behind you, his hand on your waist. Letting the white haired boy come into view. He holds your cheek, his eyes never leaving yours. They probably could tell your heart was beating at a thousand mile per hour, you tried avoiding his gaze, though he was dangerously close to your face, to your lips to be precise. "You're so soft" he says "and you smell so nice" Geto adds, his face buried in to crook of your neck.

"A-ah thank you" you stutter. You can very distinctively feel Geto's cock pressing up against you dress, which is too short by the way, entirely too short. Gojo starts lining kisses on your jaw, until his face is met with yours again, his eyes focusing on your lips, he grazes his thumb upon them. "Can I ?" He says looking you in the eyes. He wants to kiss you ? This rich ass frat boy want to kiss you ? Fuck.

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out, so you nod mindlessly. He leans in "just relax" his lips meet yours and the feeling in euphoric, he's crazy skilled, it feels like bliss pure bliss, you taste a minty hint on his lips before his tongue slides into your mouth. Chasing after yours "mmhf!" You whine feeling Geto behind you, trailing bite marks all over your neck. "What'd you say sugar ?" He says coily, watching you avoid the question. Thing is you don't stand a chance before them. When's the last time you've had sex ? A year and a half ? Maybe two? And now you two guys slowly hiking up you dress. "Listen here sugar. How about we make you feel realll nice? You seem so pent up..." He says against your skin. Kissing the spots he previously bit. "Ah uh I don't really kno-"you start saying, interrupted. "oh won't you look at that ? So horny she got her panties and my pants wet! We should take care of that" Gojo says shining a runway worthy smile. Shit. You knew you were kinda wet, who wouldn't be, squeezed in between these two boys, ready to ruin you while the biggest party on campus was going down a few feets below. Before you're able to speak Geto offers you a hand "Let's play sugar. You can only win here." The offer was tempting so tempting you took his hand, blushing at Gojo's cheers behind you.

"Talk to us. What do you want sugar ?" Purple eyes grazing upon your almost naked body. It didn't take Gojo much time to slide your dress off you, leaving you in your black laced matching underwear set. Good thing you were wearing that one. "Focus" he ordered. You were laying back on his chest, while he was playing with you bra's clasps. Focus. Focus? Right he asked a question. "I uh... I- don't know.." you muttered, eyes fixed on the white haired boy kissing your pussy through your panties. Having you throb like crazy..

"Mhm a virgin maybe?" He said, studying your look. "No! No.. I have had sex in the past I just.. you know..."

"No we dont. Use your words sugar. 'fore I take them away" he warns. "You're making her wet! Such a needy thing." Gojo adds, taking a break from teasing your pussy though your panties. "When's the last time you got ate?" He asks training his finger up and down your soaked undies. What? How was that relevant ? "I had lunch if that matters ?" It's the way his eyes go wide that makes you wonder what the fuck you just said. "You've never gotten ate before ?Oh I have to be your first" he said shifting behind you to get up. The white haired boy reluctantly move but before he whispered something to Geto that makes him lightly chuckle and say "okay okay"

His face stills between you thighs, you're mesmerizing by his beauty and assurance. The tensions is building up in your stomach "just trust me and relax". You simply nod, trying to put your focus away. Gojo's laying next to you. Kissing your chest, his hand wrapped around you, slowly u doing your bra. "Oh fuck..." He says, flinging the fabric at some end of the room before latching on your nipples. "Ah!" You yelp, feeling his hot tongue rolling over your bud. You close your eyes, too busy relishing in the feeling to bother realizing Geto's sliding off you panties and spreading you thighs far apart. You jolt and moan loudly when he licks a long strip from your pussy to your clit. "Ya like it uh ?" Gojo teases, finally letting your boob free, with a satisfying "pop!". You nod frantically, whatever he's doing he's great at it. So great you start lowly moaning for more. Trying to cover your pathetic whines with your hand "Go on tell him you feel good" Gojo says encouraging you to speak. Your eyes drift over to Geto, teasing your hole with his fingers and sucking your clit. "Ahh... I- I like it, it- ah! Feels nice..." You whine, felling your face heat up.

Geto's eyes stare into yours, and you can feel him smiling against you. "Good girl, see, wasn't so hard" Gojo says, making you return your attention to him. He lands a soft kiss against your lips, not letting you pull away. And you're moaning into the kiss, your chest hovering up and down the faint sound of 'Coming down' by the Weeknd playing downstairs, Geto's fingers stretching your walls open while he licks you down. The squelching sound and feeling sending butterflies to your lower belly. You eventually pull away from Gojo, out of breath. Your legs shuddering, your moans growing louder and louder. "Hmm! 'm cumming! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" You mewl throwing you head back into the pillows. Your body jolting up at each additional suction he makes. He trails kisses up your body, upon your navel, between your breasts, up your neck before settling for your lips. You whine when he pulls away from your dripping cunt Making you crave attention. "What was that sugar ?" He asks caressing your heated cheek. "Felt nice...so nice...wan' more" you shamelessly admit, while still recovering from your high. "Say no more" Gojo says standing between your thighs in an instant.

Fuck it's big. Fucking huge, fully erect. Precum leaking from the tip, veins, lining its girth. "Satoru. Wrap it" Geto says. "Oh yeah" Your eye candy leave and starts searching through the bedside table, taking out a box of condoms. XXL. "Satoru?" You mutter. "Gojo's his last name. Satoru's what close friends and... Special people like you can call him" Geto answers. You nod thoughtfully "is Geto your last name too?" You wonder. "Yeah, but you're gonna have to earn calling me by my name sugar. Be patient you'll get there eventually" . Your cheeks heat at his words, you're being way to confortable for someone who's sprawled out on a bed she's never seen with two men she just met at a party. "Eyes up here sweetie, swallow it all" against your will your eyes drift from Geto's pretty eyes and land on Gojo's- no, Satoru's dick. Fuck are you really about to take all that. Your ex boyfriend was much smaller and frailer that this. "Don't worry darling you can take it" Geto whispers behind your ear, his voice sending butterflies to your stomach.

Satoru's cock nudges your hole, and he slowly pushed his tip in, stealing the words from your mouth, the more he pushed in the more you're feeling hot all over. "Fuck, love me some good tight pussy, you're perfect sweetie" he groans. "So fucking tight s' making me crazy" you whimper at his words, holding for dear life onto Geto's bulky arm. "Ah- are you in?" You babble, feeling your cunt throb around his girth. "Yeah...'bout halfway" he said gathering spit on his thumb and rubbing it messily over your clit. You moan loudly "Arh- shit! S-satoruu!"

His eyes ignore yours and perk up to his mate instead. It happens withing a fraction of a second: Satoru makes head movement. Tilting his head to the right. Geto pins your hands down and before you even have the right to wonder what exactly is happenings his lips crash against yours, his tongue poisoning your senses. *Thrust* your eyes open with, a thunder sensation runs up your spine before your stomach starts burning and you pussy raining. Your eyes roll back and fill with salty water, while you whine, whimper and mewl breathlessly into the kiss. Your pussy fluttering around his girthy cock.

Geto finally lets go of your lips, a string of saliva connecting both of you. Again you're mesmerized by his purple eyes. Until another thrust punches through you. Making your eyes close shut. You gather up strength to get on your elbow. "Satoru! Satoruuu" you whine and purr. "Feeeels too good, wanna cum 'gain" you pout feeling your brain disconnect. It's all you can think about right now. His thick cock stuffing you full, occupying you, fucking the breath in and out of you. "Anything for this thigh ass pussy don't mind be breaking you" he says. His hand grabs your hips but he doesn't thrust anymore, no. He drags your body over and over again on his cock, grunting over your high pitched moans. Fuck his dick was good. Good as fuck it got you screaming shamelessly. "Fuck i'd drown in this pussy anyway sweetie! Fucking tight!" He grunted switching to rutting his hips into onto your ass.

You couldn't be more grateful for the loud music playing downstairs, you had to thank Megan thee Stallion for covering the lewd pornographic sounds you both were making. Your pussy clammed him down, throbbing relentlessly around him. "Go on baby cum some more on my cock" he purred, watching your eyes flutter and chest hover up and down. His hips slam into yours exactly two more times to send you over the edge. Two thrust stretching your pussy to its maximum entent. Your voice rang against the room's walls " 'toru! 'toru! Cumming!" You cry, unfolding on him, a white sticky substance now covering the condom he wore. Inside and out, he grunts and moans over you "Mhm! fucking milking me out huh ?" He pulls out, letting the euphoric feeling wash over you.

You feel silly, so silly you want more, you miss his cock, you want more so much more. Your eyes wander off to Geto, who's eyes are fixated upon the lower part of your body. "How d'you feel doll?" He asks, his arms wrapping around your back to lift you up on your knees. Your teary eyes land back on his, how you missed them. His soft concerned look. "Arh- I wan' more" you're basically just giving out your ability to walk. That's probably not the best of ideas.

He chuckles lightly, " if that's what you wish...turn around sugar." Fuck it you can't get enough. You lay on the bed facing it's end, you can't know for sure but by the sound of it  he'd putting on a condom. In the meantime you gawk at the sight of Satoru pumping his ,now, hard again, cock right in front of your face, you're on the verge of reaching over, drooling and all when you feel Geto's pressing your back into the mattress, locking both your wrists with his one hand.

You whine at the loss of your eye candy. But soon totally forget about it, well maybe not totally but there's another dick on your mind in the moment. He slips in with less effort than Satoru had to use. Still his girth is spreading you apart. "Fuckkkk, so tight, just like that squeeze me good sugar" he grunts, fucking you into the mattress. You're blabbing and whimpering pathetically and he pull you up, with a hand on your lower back making you arch, thrusting into you like a maniac, making your ass bounce repeatedly, "Fuck, so fucking good sugar, 'm never letting you go. Stay like this." He orders through his ragged breathing. His hand slides up front and you know, his fingers attack your clit, you accidentally lean forward. Only slightly but it's enough to have his cock fucking you in all the right spots, "Ah! Geto! F-fuckkkkk s'deep soo— deep!" You coo and mewl, it's barely descriptible, like the tip of his cock was stuffed so deep in you, so fucking far you wondered if it was actually hitting your cervix. Where was all that biology knowledge? "Ah- fffuck I know, I know sugar" He's dragging his cock so far up your cunt, thrusting so hard it vibrated within your entire core.

Your eyes brim with tears. You're barely coherent in your thoughts and words. "Ahh! Geto! Geto! Geto— Mmph!!" You cry out, trying to get his attention. His cock thrusting deeper and deeper at a mind breaking pace. "S-satoruu! Tell him to be n-nice puh- please" you beg tugging on the boy's arm. "Calling out his name while I'm fucking you ? What a slut. Open your mouth." You might have been getting fucked stupid you knew not to ignore his orders. Your lips parted, offering the perfect opening for Satoru to thrust his aching cock into "Repeat after me slut, Su-gu-ru". Fuck you try, try to think and act. Act quick. Satoru's cock filling your mouth, deepthroating you, till you're gagging and choking. Suguru fucking your slick pussy like there's no tomorrow. "Shu guwu mhm!" You whine around Gojo cock, using your tongue to play around his shaft. Making him grunt your name. Youre slowly losing your mind.

A faint ringing sound in the background, not enough to get your attention but enough to attract theirs. You only realize when the white haired boy walk off in direction of the noise, leaving you mouth hanging empty. He returns and points a phone in your face and it takes a few seconds for you to collect your thoughts and read. Fuck, Fuck it's your friend but fuck it feels good

"mhm ? Pick it up" Suguru whines behind you. Roughly slamming his hip into you. "Huh nah! Fuck!" You're done for. The white haired boy display a mischievous smile before tapping the green pick up icon. "Girl ??! Where are you ??" You hear ringing through the phone. You stay quiet. As best as you can pleading Satoru with your eyes. 'Please hang up' you think but he only smiles and plants a kiss on your lips. "Hellooo ???" Your friend says. Suguru's hand wraps around your neck pulling you up close to him. "Speak" your eyes roll back. You're so fucking close. Shit. The boy in front of you kneels on the edge of the bed before his hand slide down between your legs starting to toy with your bud, circling and pressing his thumb over the bud. "Fucking speak" he orders. To think you had called them nice boys few hours ago. You wrap your arms over Satoru's shoulders for support when Suguru's hand leaves your neck to pinch your nipple. "

"Sugu! Sugu! Suguru! Ah! F-fuckkkkk Suguru you're the best! Y-yes the b-best" you cry out. Your orgasm winding you out. Fat tears sliding down your face. Huda beauty setting power and Charlotte tilbury meeting spray might be very good at keeping makeup intact, it was powerless face with this much face fucking, kissing and overall destroying.

Forgetting the jealous man in front of you watching you get fucked like he disappeared. Satoru grabs ahold of jaw. Using his finger to tap on your cheek. "The best huh ? Open that cock sleeve of a mouth for me, slut." Shit. "ahh I'll call you l-later 'm busy" you say as normally as you could. It's not like you just came on the phone. *Bip* He hangs up. And now it just the three of you again.

"Ahh!! I'm sowwy— Ngh!" You cry out. Another spank hitting your already sore ass. Suguru's spanking you like a mad man making you huff and hiccup relentlessly. You can't tell how you feel, the line between pain and pleasure being blurred. "How many times did we have to fucking tell you before you spoke ? Slut" Satoru gripping your hair to shove himself deeper down your throat. Fuck

It's Suguru first. His thrust turn erratic and he's groaning so much. "My pussy to fuck, Mine, 'gon f-fuck you today, tomorrow and every-fucking-day" he grunts, shoving himself  into you one more time, before his long strings of cum are stopped by his condom and he bottoms out. Still he's not done. While you're too focused on giving your best head in stock to Satoru he takes off his condom and throws it away. He lays between you legs, his arms wrapping around your thighs to make you sit on his face and again he's licking long strips of your cum, soiling his chin. Making you whine out of surprise around Satoru's dick, sending shivers down his spine and a cum load down your throat.

"F-fuck it sweetie, don't swallow yet, let me see all'at" you're mewling and brainlessly lagging in your actions, involuntarily riding Suguru's face your tongue lolling out, white sticky strings adorning your mouth. "So good!! Mhm ahhh!! " You moan. And *click!* A nice pic of the three of you having fun added to your photo gallery. You're to busy cumming hard on Suguru's tongue to care. You stretch your arm to Satoru, sticking your tongue out and it's barely a second before he's holding your chin "Swallow it." And like clockwork you do. And using that same clock your thighs shudder around Suguru's face, your toes are curling and you're making the lewdest face at Satoru, sending the blood straight to his dick. "My turn sweetie"

Visibly you were right when you said the night would be hard.

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[navsink]

to be gentle is a choice. | sukuna x sorcerer reader !

A/N: so brainfart moment!! im sure someone else will make this way better than i can but just for now hold on w me on this spontaneous moment of what ifs. im willing to challenge myself by making me write everything from sukuna's pov, yay me, nay brain! it's not gonna be cannon compliant tho, im shit at remembering lore.

tags: angst, lying, swearing, slightly suggestive, sukuna is a red flag by itself, guillible reader, sukuna pov, sukuna is bad at feelings, possesive behavior (?), unreliable narrator, tba.

wc: 536 words 2,882 characters

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April 5th, 2016

How long has it been? Around ten-ish months since I've met her, that's a long time. A dragged out and long time since I have been lying to her. Since when do I care about lying? The thousand year old king of curses, turning into a mushy and limp sugar cube for some woman. It's not any woman in my defense, but it's still so annoying. Ever since we met I can't believe how easily I feel myself start to hover over her like some protective canine.

The longer I'm with her the more I dig myself deeper, a side of me is regretful, yet the other is enjoying it in the most deceitful way possible. It's no surprise to anyone that I'm so selfish, especially when it comes to her. Are these feelings normal?

I feel like I want to strangle her everytime she pouts, when she turns over her shoulder and the corners of her mouth drag out to form that chesire smilel that lures me into those glistening eyes.

How is it that the thing I hated the most- sorcerers, has me reconsidering my whole gig of taking over the world and killing sorcerers yada yada.

i think i might... love her

Humans are fragile beings, especially with how easily I can just press them against my index and thumb like a pesky diminute ant. If you ask me personally what humans mean to me, I'll answer honestly.

I hate them. Whiny. Powerless. Weak. Narsiscistic. and overall pesky little shits.

but.

if she were to ask me. God. I'd fold over and have my hand reach to her cheek, caressing it in the most gentle way possible, afraid of the fragility and ephemeral nature of the human species she's sadly a part of. I would've begrudgingly answered "Humans are complex to even have a general opinion on, but if I were to generalize them, I think they're evanescent and self servient. Yet you, transcend my definition, because to me, you're the most kind, precious of incalculable worth, piece of being to ever exist."

To which you of course, had to ask in one of the most vulnerable moments of mine. Giggling and peppering gentle kisses across my forehead like some weakling, not taking anything I say seriously per tradition. You're definitely not the obedient type, Uraume was horrorstruck when I mentioned every incident of tardiness, teasing, disrespectful banter and so on.

God that Uraume, she doesn't get you like I do, it makes me kind of euphoricly selfish. to be the only one who can understand you like this, the one who gets to hear you rant about the measly curses you're facing at the tech, or even hearing you heave my name when you're dry humping my lap.

tell me, my dear and lovely "girlfriend", would you also speak about me like this when I'm not around? would you love me still be here if you knew? even if im your biggest enemy? a menace to your kind? would all your friends try to seal me if they knew?

would you love me all the same when I'm the most cursed yet the most blessed when I'm with you?

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Pg. 1 of Sukuna's Diary.

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Shall we continue this as a series?

[gojoslovebot]

LUST

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warnings for this chapter: nothing too big.

CHAPTERS

[0] PROLOGUE

[1] RAIN

[2] UNFORTUNATE EVENTS

"oh. I see"

The tension here was so thick I could cut it with a knife to say at least. Gojo looked like he couldn't care that much, but I could see there was something Nobara would love to inform me about this so called stranger when we got alone.

"Anyways, what are you doing here this early y/n?", Nobara asked while turning her head towards me. Obviously trying to ignore that her past teacher was here.

"Oh I was originally going to have maki pick me up, but she kinda hanged up on me so I figured I'll just hang out with you. It's been awhile." I finished with a small smile.

It had been awhile since I've hanged out with Nobara. Last time we've been together was last summer and since then the two of us hadn't had much contact. We still talk with each other tru social media, but there had been no form of social interaction for quite some time

"Yeah it has been awhile hasn't it? let's head inside and catch up shall we, it's pouring out here" Nobara smiled which made me happy knowing it wasn't any weird tension between us.

looking towards the stranger, I had noticed he was no longer there. Rude of him to just vanish like that, I was quite curious of him. Besides the absence of the stranger who I no longer remember the name of, me and Nobara went in to the bakery laughing at old memories.

"I forgot to ask, why were you with gojo of all people?" Nobara asked while setting a cup of coffee on the table.

Greeting her my thanks for the coffee I replied. "It was actually just a coincidence, I was just trying to shelter myself from the rain and he appeared. So we kinda just started talking iguess".

Nobara's muttered a small 'oh' before taking a sip of her coffee. "Why is there something about him that I don't know?" I asked.

Nobara looked quite uncomfortable with me talking to him so it made me curious as to who this 'Gojo' could be.

"uhm yeah. When I was in high school I heard a bunch of rumors that he had some kind of secret relationship with one of the students." She finished.

"secret relationships? huh" I was kinda shocked about the information Nobara's was telling me. He didn't really look like the guy that could commit himself in romance and stuff.

"yeah but I don't think it was romantically, just sexually." figured. Nobara told me while I took another sip of my coffee.

"So a word of advice from me. Don't trust him too much, he's a total fuckboy. Actually the girl he was fucking around with had developed a large crush on him and he rejected her."

"Poor girl, she must had been devastated"

"she was, until she went total freak mode and told him she was bearing his child and all that", Nobara told me with a disgusted face.

"wait, what? for real?", i was shocked.

"not really, I think she just made it up so he would stay, but he saw through it. we all did", she explaind more briefly and took a sip of her coffee.

"still tho, that's pretty fucked up". imagine being so desperate for a person that you would do anything in your power to make them stay. one of the many reasons as to why i don't stay in a relationship, i don't want to have that kind of commitment towards me in any way.

yet.

"yeah well. it's a fucked up world we live in"

word

in the same moment Nobara would place her coffee cup down on the table again, my phone began to ring and looking at the time, it should make sense that Maki had been done with her nonsense and on her way to get me, finally. 

"that should be maki, picking me up. she's probably outside." I said, gathering my things and thanked for the coffee. As i was beginning to leave Nobara followed me to the door, when she stopped me. 

"hey it was nice talking to you after all this time" she said with a smile on her face. 

i returned the gesture and smiled back. "yeah i agree, we should do it more often, I've missed you". as i was stepping in for a hug, maki suddenly honked which made both me and Nobara to yelp. 

"hurry up or i'll leave you again!", maki yelled from her car. 

"yeah yeah i love you too" i yelled back and turned back to Nobara to say goodbye. 

"y/n?", Nobara asked with a concerned face. 

"yeah?”

"just promise me you'll stay away from gojo. he really is bad news", she warned me and by the look on her face she was dead serious with this one. Nobara usually don't tell me who i fuck around with in the first place, and she knows im no better than Gojo, but when she told me to stay away with the serious look on her face, i couldn't help but feel un ease. 

"I will, okay? boys don't get me that easily anyways so don't you worry about me.", i smirked at her and she chuckled a bit. 

"of course y/n, i'll see ya around yeah?", she waved while i walked towards maki's car. 

"yeah cya !" i waved before setting my damp clothes in the car seat. feeling my skin stick to the leather seats. ah just what i needed for sure after a long night. 

"you're literally going to ruin my car, here put this sweater on or you'll catch a cold." maki looked like a pissed of MILF, and i coudn't help but laugh. 

"yeah right, I won't my immune system is a different breed, im good." I say with confidence. 

"suit yourself" maki sighs while taking her eyes on the road.

when maki began averting her focus on the road I averted my gaze towards the busy streets, hoping I would see those familiar white locks of hair somewhere. Even though Nobara told me to stay away from him, it made me want to see him more. like a guilty pleasure kind of thing, but i always keep my promises so i would have to not see him anymore. After only one meeting with this man, it made me curious. Was he all that talk or did he actually have that kind of rumour stick to him. womanizer or what you would call it. 

I was wrong btw. 

I did catch a cold

[sigridhawke]

OC Poll Tag Game

tagged by @ink-flavored, thank you!

Rules: Make a poll for your OCs to see who ends up being the favorite

This is very hard to pick only a handful of Crimson’s cast lmao. I shall do a doodle of whoever wins tho~

Some propaganda for you provided below:

Princess Natasha (she/her) certified girl kisser and half-dragon heir to Lunarian throne. ‘I’m a healer but..’ meme vibes. Very polite, will absolutely destroy you, in a battle of words, probably in a fist fight too. Decides to say fuck you to the gods and save the world.

Nikolai / Frigid Thunder (they/them) arrogant, cold, antisocial, accidental part time necromancer. Will do anything to save their last remaining family (two nagas) from death (again). Kidnaps the princess and accidentally falls in love with the princess whoops. Learns to not hate the world. Insane parental instinct when an abandoned baby dragon comes into the mix.

Thane (he/him) want to see me speedrun my life? Want to see me do it again? Man of magic and summoning. Has lived 6 times the natural life expectancy of humans. Loses his memories every 30 years. Surprisingly optimistic despite it all. Bestie vibes, 10/10 would take you stargazing.

Enfer (he/him) most politically liked ruler of the fauns yet still got his ass handed to him and is now incredibly bitter and runs illegal (what we would see as normal) medical trade behind the current ruler’s back. Oh woe is me I need a man (Kann) to do something I’m perfectly capable of doing!!! Pathetic little man in the streets, absolute menace in the sheets. The true powerhouse behind Greater Ekatha (Kann just stands there and looks pretty. Sorry Kann.)

Moonwhisper (it/its he/him) Many eyes, many wings, not so biblically accurate god who likes hanging out with fauns cause they’re one of his favourite races he’s made. ‘Everything I do is to protect the world so don’t fuck it up and I won’t fuck you up.’ Team Mother Nature ™. Carries around a literal chunk of the mountain he was imprisoned in like a badass. Can and will read your mind.

Isabela (she/her) in this house we love and support smol queens!!! You get a nickname and YOU get a nickname. Pros: Has the roughest reputation but the softest heart (and bosom), would do anything for her darling polycule including buying out a whole ass tavern and making it a home for her, her partners, and any of her partners partners. Cons: she detests magic and refuses to budge on this RIP. 

Feathers / Wicked Stormbringer (he/him debatable) Bull in a china shop. literal golden retriever wrapped up in a dragon. LOOVVVESSS STORMS and chases them, plays in them, gave himself a bad name as the one who made them/brought them upon civilization whoops. 10/10 says he will be there and WILL BE if you call him. Probably can keep a secret. Probably. 

Tagging:

[fanaticsnail]

If you ever need visuals/inspiration for the dancing prompts I am HERE.

Mihawk (tango):

You obviously are familiar with Mr & Mrs Smith and the ICONIC Morticia and Gomez dances. However, may I suggest;

"Cell Block Tango" - you know I had to include it.

"Shall we dance?" (2004) - so sensual and intimate. Poetry in motionm

"Take the Lead" - there's a tango in a detention centre with two people (which is what I was thinking of), but there's also a lovely sandwich tango (iykwim)

And my personal fave: the introducing the tango scene from the story of Vernon and Irene castle - and old movie, black and white, but my GOD the CHEMISTRY. The CUNT. The FLUIDITY. The subtle but adoring smiles and glances.

Luffy:

Ok the Bachata for Luffy is perfect and I don't want to change it but I would like to offer up for your viewing/imagining pleasure: La Cucaracha. Simple, sweet. Folk dance. Gives young love. Lots of Luffy vibes. Just imagining them dancing in a town square.

Otherwise, no notes. The song is amazing I can't wait.

Buggy (swing):

Songs wise:

Tangled up - Caro Emerald (specifically the Lokee remix)

Dancing with the devil - Elle & the pocket Belle's

And idk how swing they are necessarily but; I don't have a name for it by Steam Powered Giraffes, Gentlemen by OR3O (or even All eyes on me by OR3O, but that's less of a love song and more angsty), vending machine of love by the stupendium

Zoro (Capoeira):

I love this. When I heard(read) "dance series" I immediately knew a dance fight style would KILL. I never knew Capoeira before this so I have to thank you for introducing me because *chefs kiss* muah.

I couldn't find many Capoeira scenes in movies or shows, but from what I did see there's a lot of break-dance-esque leg action. So I gotta suggest the Eggsy vs Gazelle fight from Kingsmen. (Side note: the kingsmen movies are actually so camp).

If you don't know, Gazelle is an antagonist with prosthetic legs that are basically spears and she fights with a lot of slashes. The scene is beautiful. Lots of legs swinging, lots of fists flying, very lethal. Lots of physics defying and frankly reality bending moments that fit into the drama of anime fighting, specifically one piece.

Now idk where it would fit but I would kill myself if I didn't mention the Naacho Naacho dance scene (essentially a dance battle) in the movie RRR (seriously good movie, it is v long tho). It's an Indian movie set during the war of the English colonisation. One of the main characters has a crush on a white girl who invites him to a party, and his friend tags along for moral support. They use the power of friendship and dance to defeat a racist white guy who thinks that they're not sophisticated bc they don't even know how to dance any of his fancy dances (which aren't even english dances, by the way) by dancing a dance that gets everyone to join bc it's so fun, and they manage to continue dancing as everyone falls around them bc of the pace and stamina needed. If you watch none of the scenes I've suggested, please watch this one.

Honourable mentions;

Zendayas dance off in dancing with the stars (https://youtu.be/2Iw951fviP4?si=_Bj4Wav5pcpYyLIZ)

And it's not necessarily a romance song and the context is icky but the tempo and the cunt in 'Papi' by Todrick Hall and Nicole Scherzinger from 'Straight Outta Oz' (musical) is unmatched, and there's a music video with some dancing.

Oh my gosh, yes 😫. I love all of these things.

For the Mihawk Tango/Pasadoble; immediately my mind went:

-Zorro & Elena from The Mask of Zorro: Soooo enemies to lovers

-Mr & Mrs Smith, the drama and disaster: I love it

-AND!!!!! El Tango de Roxanne from Moulin Rogue: Need I say more? The DRAMA, The EMOTION, AHH.

-TAKE THE LEAD is where my brain went YES!!!!!! The dominant gentleman lead, the DRAMA I LOVE.

For the Luffy Bachata its a bit more tricky for me to find an appropriate reference for it because he's so PLAYFUL and less sensual than the way it.

-Mr & Mrs Smith has the Mondo Bongo scene that I think about quite regularly for references.

-I also am on the dance side of TikTok currently, these vids keep popping up and I adore them.

Now, for the Buggy Solo I'm having some conflicting thoughts. He deserves a soft little dancey dance, but I could also see it getting VERY ANGSTY very quickly.

My song choices are as follows:

-Sway by Mr Bubes himself.

-Express Burlesque by Christina Aguilera just screams Buggy to me.

-The improv style that Emeline brings to this dance off is just MENTAL, I love it. Like, soooo playful my brain can't process it.

ZORO is REALLY TRICKY.

However, my inner teenager went immediately here, to Aang and Katara's dance in the caves.

I will need to check out RRR again, it has been a hot minute.

Shanks as a Jig is superb: @sordidmusings has me in a chokehold with this suggestion and as a former Irish Dancer myself, I simply can't imagine anything more FUN than THIS. Like, as a violinist, this is going to be so much fun to write.

Hobbits dancing on a table, The Jolly Roving Tar is just immediately speaking to me. I could also see the circular jig from Disney's Tangled being incorporated with the entire crew.

The Buggy x Mihawk Sandwich is just writing itself at this stage, my brain rot is simply drawn to the dynamic and I can't even process it.

Masterlist Link for when they drop!

[seventeenlovesthree]

Fandom Shipping Polls - Taichi Yagami Shipping Analysis (Poll I + Poll II)

As pointed out in the main post, every single Chosen Child will get their individual analysis post to check on the status of the current popularity of their ships. With that out of the way, let’s take a look at Taichi, shall we!

The overall results / spreadsheet

Disclaimer: As the “Someone from 01/02″ and “Others” options from poll 1 and the “Someone from 01/02″ option from poll 2 have been excluded from the final analysis due to redundancy reasons and all results were culminated in another “final count”, the results will not be 1:1 to what the polls look like:

Overall votes: 164 (approx. 131 in sum after the exclusion), the main poll got 107 votes, the secondary poll got 57 votes.

The “Others” choice in the main poll received 6% (approx. 6 votes) and 7% (approx. 4 votes) in the secondary poll. The comments/tags did not specify any preferences here (aside from characters that were already part of the main choices).

Ship Analysis

1st place: This was actually a clutch one - and we may assign Koushiro’s victory (27%) here to the fact that Taichi’s poll was reblogged by Taishiro centric blogs as well. Initially, Yamato was leading the poll for the majority of the voting time and only got surpassed by Koushiro in the last few days (by round about 7 votes). Taishiro is still a well liked ship overall, presenting a “breaking your typical brawns/brains trope with a lot of mutual loyalty and devotion” bond that is still appealing to many, with them being all ride or die for each other. With several blogs even having picked it up in recent months, it should not be too surprising that they did get a lot of votes in comparison - however, a lot of big fandom names have moved on to different fandoms and it has become rather quiet outside of the Japanese spheres. Taiyama/Taito on the other hand has always been going strong and is a very popular choice for both parties.

2nd place: As mentioned above, Yamato (21%) was leading the poll for the majority of the time. And for good reason, as Taiyama is, not only in fandom but also in canon, a relationship that is highly focused on in terms of how they clash, but also complement, support and make each other better - which is also why there are tons of official promotional art that could have been used for the graphic! Taichi is Yamato’s (development) foil for a reason and the way their dynamics are being presented make them an appealing choice for one another. If the poll had been shared in Taiyama spaces, the results may have looked differently.

3rd place: Sora (16%) has been in the race for Top 3 the entire time, there wasn’t really any competition coming even close to them - however, she wasn’t surpassing Yamato at any moment of the voting. She did share second/third place with Koushiro quite a few times though. The poll was also making rounds in Taiora centric spaces, and even if there have been less enjoyable times in the past, tumblr itself is still having a dedicated  group of fans committed to making content, as Taiora has always been a viable ship for Taichi, just like the other two. Since Sora has been presented as main heroine in Adventure 01, being ride or die next to Taichi and foiling his development to the point of even indirectly activating his Crest of Courage, it is not surprising that their bond is still as popular as it is.

Honorary mentions: Daisuke is the only other character who surpassed the 10% mark for his senpai, but only picked up speed in the last few days. Mimi and Meiko were the only other ones who got past the 5% hurdle, which is interesting considering that other internet spaces (such as Facebook or Pinterest) are a lot more active in the Michi department.

“The 1 vote squad”: As Taichi’s polls were the ones to get as (comparably) many votes as they did, there actually are no “just 1 vote” answers - every other character in the Adventure verse (except one) got 2-3 votes, making those quite the niche options.This includes not only the main characters (Jou, Takeru, Ken and Miyako), but also the minor side characters (such as Menoa and Catherine).

“0 votes go to...”: Iori is the only character who didn’t get a single vote (which can probably be assigned to the lack of screentime/interaction as well as the age gap).

Annotations: Hikari was automatically excluded as a choice up front. Taikari does not seem to be a wide-spread choice in English speaking fandoms, even if a look at Japanese centric spaces may suggest that it’s fairly popular there.

What did the other polls say?

Interestingly, the other polls mirrored the results above and thus, Taichi won Yamato’s (37%), Sora’s (32%) and Koushiro’s (55%) polls as well, making him the character to win most polls overall.

He was also coming in second in Meiko’s (22%) poll and ranked third for each Mimi (13%) and Takeru (6%).

In Jou’s (2%) and Daisuke’s (3%) polls, he was quite a niche choice overall. 

He received 0 votes in the polls for Ken, Miyako and Iori.

Notable additions / comments / thoughts

As mentioned above, Taichi’s polls were the ones to receive the most votes overall, hence the numbers might be a little bit more accurate in comparison to other polls. He’s our main character after all, so he is likely to have interaction points and dynamics with a huge chunk of the cast. And thus, it’s no surprise to see people having different and also varying preferences for him - even if the results were pretty clear on who exactly was favoured most. However, the biases are still to be taken into account here. Thus, I really hope to reach a wider audience if I choose to repeat the polls.

Nevertheless, on a very personal note, I am both relieved and also not really surprised to see Yamato, Koushiro and Sora being represented as  the most popular choices for Taichi, as canon does frame them to be the most viable options, trope wise and screentime wise at least (rival/foil/opposite, right hand, female childhood friend). 

Seeing people slightly fancying characters like Meiko and Takeru is interesting, presumably due to his protective attitude towards them - a huge focus on Tri had been his and Meiko’s arcs being intertwined, making them contemplate whether and how to make very difficult choices, thus relating to each other. Takeru may look up to Taichi in a more brotherly way, that could also turn into more as they get older. Mimi is also represented for similar reasons, as the fandom sees a lot of potential in Michi, even though their anime interactions are more rare. Jou’s and Daisuke’s minor appearances suggest a niche interest in their dynamics after all; with Jou and Taichi gaining understanding and respect for each other through the series and Daisuke looking up to Taichi has his senpai, maybe even putting him on a pedestal there.

The comments in the tags have also only mentioned the three winners overall, so the “Others” option did not reveal any other potentially preferred suitors. This leaves room for speculation, but usually, the option is reserved for OC ships or for when people prefer to not ship a character at all (which will definitely be a future option to include as well!)

Other Analysis Posts 

Yamato Ishida Shipping Analysis

Sora Takenouchi Shipping Analysis

Koushiro Izumi Shipping Analysis

Mimi Tachikawa Shipping Analysis

Jou Kido Shipping Analysis

Takeru Takaishi Shipping Analysis

Hikari Yagami Shipping Analysis

Daisuke Motomiya Shipping Analysis

Ken Ichijouji Shipping Analysis

Miyako Inoue Shipping Analysis

Iori Hida Shipping Analysis

Meiko Mochizuki Shipping Analysis

[yellowymellon]

leak for acheron's identity!

+theory and rambles-

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my honest reaction :

listen....my fav aeon having an emenator stirs excited violent feelings in me, and while i do like acheron i expected IX's emenator to be different. OKAY WELL FINE it makes sense that some nihilsitic ppl would mask their thoughts, or you know have fun at times, it's just.... as an emenator, acheron isnt the epitomy of a mini nihility representation.

And the many ppl theorizing she is a finality emenator, i agreed with them since it logically makes sense which made me doubt the leaks for a second lol (but they were confiremed abt 3 times by now...)

but you know how this will make sense? i think acheron's identity reveals A LOT than just the existence of a nihility emenator.

aven suspected that acheron may be a finality emenator OR a nihility, and a previous SU remark by herta throws us off from reaching the assumption that, nihility has absorbed finality.

herta questions the existence of destruction when finality exists, since they have an overlap.

but when all clues of acheron point to her being a finality emenator, and in reality she's a nihility, i guess that theory sounds silly still, but has more weight.

altho tbf, destruction is abt nanook destroying the universe, while terminus stands for the natural finality of everything, while IX agrees with the last.

"They believe that the ultimate fate of the multiverse is nothingness, and therefore, worthless."

IX believes that the multiverse is destined to end, AND it never had meaning. in a sense, IX stands for finality more than terminus does, cuz terminus may believe in the finality of everything but their powers involve prophecies and time travel.

the theory of IX absorbing terminus is a bit too far fetched, especially since finality has active believers, so here's the next best thing : we know that all paths eventually converge towards the path of finality. IX being the closest, there's some kind of connection.

acheron's ult portrays a black hole, black holes wrap time, CONCEDENCE? I THINK NOT.

id like to mention that if IX truly absorbed finality, i'd have two nickles which isnt a lot but weird that it happened twice. in fact there's another aeon who disappeared mysteriously that overlaps with IX. THAT WILL SHOW HERTA TO PUT RESPECT ON THEIR NAME

it's oroboros, the voracity. from the name it doesnt sound similar but they have many description that fit IX :

"In the eyes of Oroboros, life is a flickering fragment floating in the sea of void, destined to return to the darkness along with the stars which birthed them "

now this line is interesting, as it represents oroboros metaphorically and IX literally, yet wasn't used for IX:

"the black hole with thought."

"They are reserved and uncommunicative, occasionally resulting in unintended consequences when attempting to speak — such as inadvertently consuming their conversation partner."

and what's the parallel in IX? as seen in our first meeting in SU, where TB's mind almost breaks, and supported by IX's profile :

"do not glance at the abyss of the void... for it holds nothing except for the ability to make mortals lose all reason and thought."

apparently acheron is one of the few individuals who can resist IX's mind break, the reason her character tricks us into not considering the nihility emenator option i'm jealous. i loved her authority tho ITS SO COOL! the actual damage she does to her surroundings... we understand now why she didnt unsheathe her sword against death, cuz then, well :3 spoilers! cant wait till i can freely talk abt it EEEEEE

now in reality, the closest finality emenator we have is elio, he might be an Omen Vanguard. it kinda makes sense for this path to be gatekept for a later stage in the story

and tadaa!

i cant say this in tags so ill say it here, PLS DOCTOR OF CHAOS EMENATOR PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSSPLSPLSPLS

already feeling emotional abt IX blessing one of them 🥹

first doctor of chaos SHALL BE MINE

[mysteryman-17]

* I… I did it!? * I DID IT! No more shall bad guys go unpunished!! * …Yet. Why do I still feel so… * Unfulfilled? * …and alone? * … * M-maybe that part comes LATER in my rule, yeah!! * Yeah… right.

Time’s End is an AHIT/Undertale crossover AU of sorts, taking place in the aftermath of a timeline where you lose the final boss fight against Mustache Girl. You can find the write-up here! In addition, you can find the write-ups for the Neutral Endings and TimeWarp Route Requirements on Google Drive! The logo for Time's End was designed by @bittybattybunny. She's an incredible artist, be sure to check out their work here on Tumblr and over on Twitter!! (if it hasn't imploded by the time you're reading this post anyhow lmao.) This track was a commission-turned-collaboration with my boi Wisteria Bird Studios. Be sure to check out his work too!

Motifs:

Judge, Jury and Executioner

Get Lost

Main Theme/Title Screen

You can also listen to this track in high quality on the AU’s SoundCloud here! The rest of the description is underneath the Read More.

Mustache Girl takes on a hybrid Asgore and Asriel role. Years ago, she took Hat Kid's Time Pieces and set into motion a chain of events that would drastically change the world as everyone knew it, and put it firmly in her hands to rule. She thought this would be the best way to serve "proper" justice back then, but now? She's just tired. Mu's been done with this for quite some time, and she feels deeply trapped. Trapped by the people she already turned against her years ago, by her (in hindsight) rather bullheaded quest that's lost all its appeal of pursuing, by the all-encompassing kingdom she never realized she didn't want… and by an unending feeling of loneliness and sadness. The spark that started this mess is long gone (and that's putting it lightly,) but Mu sure as hell isn't going to actually say it, let alone give up without a fight. Cause the one thing that never truly went away was Mu's stubborness/committment, no matter how much it tears her apart inside.

So, about the note regarding my boi Kristian's involvement on this track! I did indeed commission the track this motif was pulled from, and paid Kristian in full. However, something happened which caused him to be unable to finish the track. So I used what he had in the project file and took up the reins of finishing it myself. The actual track I commissioned from Kristian and therefore the one I finished will be posted here sometime later, and given the tag on this track, I think y'all can take a good guess as to what that will be! (Also any Doctor Who fans may recognize what we chose to base this and the larger track off of.) ;) Anyhow tho, this is just a simple edit of that track to fill in the Memory slot for the AU OST. Kill two birds with one stone n all that jazz, y'know? Hope y'all enjoy! :) (Also I'm admittedly not 100% on the name, but eh. Can't come up with anything else, so this is gonna have to work lmao)

[secondbetrayer]

get to know the author!

name: laur, though I’ve gone by different aliases over the years! I’m bad at sticking to just one djhdjhd but laur I think is the one I’m set on for good

pronouns: overall I don’t mind that much but prob like he/him best and that’s what I use on my main blog

preference of communication: d’cord or ims here

most active muse: lyra is currently the only active muse I have! no plans for any more as of yet, we shall see

experience / how many years: coming up to 14 years on and off, including 11 on tumblr oof

platforms you use: only tumblr atm but idk maybe I’ll take lyra to other platforms too in the future

best experience: it's impossible to single out just one experience, but i love making friends and getting to geek out with people who have similar interests! <- keeping this bc same!

rp pet peeves: the bots that keep following us all at the moment ejhdjxghgz

fluff, angst, or smut: fluff and angst. lyra is a small one in most threads but also I’m just bad at writing smut tbh and not comfortable with it, especially with other people involved djhdjhd

long or short replies: i can work with either! reading long responses can be so fun especially tho

best time to write: i often find myself writing in the early mornings not long after waking up and sort of mid afternoon if I’m not in work then. I find it more hard to write at night tbh

are you like your muse(s): I’m not quite a liar like lyra is - though I was more so as a child lmao - but I like to think I have a sense of humour like hers. I also like to think I’m brave like her, even if it’s not quite to the same extent. I also don’t fit into gendered boxes like she doesn’t (save the whole “I can’t wear trousers, I’m a girl” part in the book djdhjdh) I think overall she’s quite like I was as a child, just slightly more feral in nature djdhjdhd. adult lyra is probably more like me now, just a bit more angsty :(

stolen from @jurati <3

tagging: @mothersmalice @doctordonovan @toxicmalicex @viciousgold @evebeforethefall and anyone else who would like to! steal it and tag me!

[celestie0]

gojo satoru x reader | college au [18+]

kickoff drabble no2. gojo as a cat dad

ᰔ pairing. college au - soccer player! gojo x film major! reader

ᰔ drabble summary. gojo tried to give you a little kitten as an apology, but you weren’t able to take it in, so he ends up becoming a cat dad. (note: for new readers, this is in continuation of my long fic gojo x reader series “kickoff”!! masterlist is linked below)

ᰔ main storyline summary. gojo satoru is the most popular guy on your college campus. he's tall, funny, hot, not to mention he's the most talented soccer forward the school has seen in years. but he's also a frat dude, which puts him in a world very different from your own, as he spends most of his nights partying & drinking while you spend most of yours working on your annoying film major assignments. but when he reaches out to you for a favor, you realize that helping him out might have something in it for you too.

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, fem reader, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, drinking/alcohol, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, opposites to lovers, friends to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, gojo being an idiot, marijuana use, sexism, sexual harassment (verbal only)

ᰔ chapter. drabble #3

ᰔ words. 2.3k

a/n. hellooo!! this is such a silly little drabble lol, basically just gojo falling in love w a kitty. kickoff reader does make an appearance tho haha. this will be the last drabble before we move on to ch11 :) hope u enjoy!! <3

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“Wait what? He’s gotta get his balls chopped off someday?”

Gojo holds the tuxedo kitten, which as of two seconds ago is now officially his and shall be named mr. grand theft auto (mr gta for short) up into the air as he examines him like he’s some novel beast.

“Yes,” Nanami affirms on the other line before releasing a deep exhale, “at around ten weeks old, you’ll have to get him neutered.”

“How do I know how old he is?” Gojo asks, twiddling his thumb back and forth to give mr gta something to chase with his paws in an attempt to distract.

“You’ll have to take the kitten to the vet,” Nanami tells him. “They’ll need to check for fleas, parasites, and give any relevant vaccinations.”

Gojo scratches the back of his head and sets mr gta down on his desk, which the Soot Sprite runs to the edge of and almost knocks over Gojo’s half-finished can of Red Bull. Gojo picks him up again, and he hears a tiny little mew squeak out.

“Did you check with Suguru or Hide or Sota if they would be fine with keeping a cat in the house?” Nanami asks.

“No.”

“That’s the first thing you should do.”

“Ehhh I’m sure they’d be fine with it,” Gojo replies before settling mr. gta into the nook of his elbow and then grabbing his keys. He pets his pocket for his wallet, and then heads out of his room, down the stairs, and outside to the driveway to get inside his car. He plops Fluff Ball onto his dashboard, and then realizes he’s still got Nanami on the line.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he brings his phone back up to his ear, “did you say something.”

A long pause. “I’ve been giving you instructions this entire time.”

Nanami apparently had three cats growing up, it was one of the first things Gojo learned about him during some Icebreakers for Rush. But his knowledge is wasted on Gojo, who’s more keen on winging most things in life.

“Where did you find this kitten?” Nanami asks.

“In the bushes,” Gojo says as he pulls out of the driveway, “over on Main street. Took the scenic route on my run this morning.”

“And why decide to keep it?”

Gojo pulls his phone from his ear to check the directions on his phone for a brief second, a little too lazy to connect BlueTooth to his car for a seven minute drive. “Uh. Well, I tried to give it to y/n, but she didn’t want it. Er, she couldn’t have it, so, I figured I’d keep it.” He glances between his rearview mirror and mr. gta as he turns onto the street. “The little thing’s homeless and cute, so why not. Also kinda ugly, though. His fur looks like he’s been struck by lightning.”

Nanami sighs, then catches his breath briefly. “You found a dirty flea-covered kitten in the bushes and then tried to abandon it with y/n when she can’t even have it, and then abruptly decided you’ll take care of it? I would encourage some self reflection.”

Gojo gets to the closest veterinarian office he could find, mr gta in hand when he walks through the door with the jingle of a bell at the top, which his kitten becomes instantly intrigued with as it tilts its head up to the noise.

“Hi,” Gojo says as he approaches the receptionist desk, where he sees a girl probably around his age wearing bright blue scrubs sitting there at a catastrophically messy desk cluttered with pens and clipboards and certainly not enough space for the gigantic keyboard underneath the computer.

She looks up from her computer at Gojo, and blinks a few times in surprise before addressing him. Gojo wonders if she’s new to the job. “Hello! Name for the appointment?”

“Oh, I don’t have an appointment,” Gojo says, setting mr gta up on the high raised counter, and he feels the fur of his tiny tail brush against his hand before a tiny rough tongue starts to lick at his knuckle. “I found this kitten in the bushes, so I just wanted someone to take a look at him. Or her? I’m, like, 90% sure it’s a boy, but you guys are the experts.”

Crescents form under her eyes in amusement before she flutters her eyes back to the computer screen. “Sorry, we don’t take walk-ins,” she says as she busies herself with clicking sporadically across pixels that he can’t see.

“Can’t make an exception?” Gojo asks, setting his elbow up on the counter and mr gta instantly starts scratching at his skin. He watches her expression change from business to something else before pushing away from the desk, chair springing when she gets up from it.

“I can check with the doctor for you!” she chirps and disappears into the hallway. Gojo looks down at mr gta, who’s staring off in the direction she went before he starts licking his paw.

The vet makes an exception, but not without a twenty minute wait. Gojo briefly wonders what being a veterinarian would be like, getting to hold tiny cute kittens like mr gta—who, by the way, is indeed a mister—all day. But, he figures there’s probably downsides to it too, since not all their patients are probably as sweet as mr gta is when he gets his shots. Cute thing just winces a little from the needle then chirps a drawled meow before shaking his head and wobbling right back into Gojo’s hands at the edge of the metal table. God, Gojo was attached. It hasn’t even been three hours, and he’d already jump in front of an active shooter just to protect the little Black Ball with Mittens.

Well, some of the love diminishes when he realizes just how damn expensive the vet visit cost as the receptionist from earlier adds up services on her dated calculator with punches of her index finger on worn out buttons. Gojo pulls his wallet out of his pocket and hands her his credit card, and even though it’s just the plastic equivalent of cash, he still feels like it’s much lighter somehow when she hands it back to him. She prints out the receipt, licking her thumb to separate the customer copy from the office’s copy and hands the latter to him to sign. The puff ball tied at the end of the pen intrigues mr gta who swats his paw at it while Gojo makes quick work of his signature and hands it over the counter. He’s about to turn on his heel to head out the door in no need of the customer copy, when the receptionist squeaks out a wait and scribbles something onto it before handing it to him. He glances down at the ballpoint blue ink. The total that he paid in written out words, a large circle drawn around a free future check-up coupon, and beneath it, a phone number with a heart next to it. He finally clocks in on the flirting.

His now healthy kitten is captivated by the noise of the bell above the door again when Gojo makes his way through it, and then captivated by the sound of plastic paper crumpling in his hand when he tosses the receipt into a trash can outside of receptionist desk view. It’s not like he needed it, he can’t return vaccines.

“So you’re cool with it?’ Gojo asks, Suguru on the other line since he wasn’t home and he was the last one of his housemates he had to check with if keeping mr gta was alright or not. Not that Gojo would drop the little guy off at a shelter if one of the guys did say they didn’t want a cat in the house. He’d sooner drop one of his housemates off at the shelter than get rid of mr gta.

Suguru sighs through the receiver. “I guess it’s fine as long as you take care of it…but it’s weird, you’ve never cared much for cats?”

Gojo’s eyes flicker across the ceiling of his room as he lays on his bed, swinging his knee back and forth before adjusting his hand under his neck to get more comfortable. His gaze then flits down to mr gta, who is roaming the expanse of his chest and plucking at the fabric of Gojo’s shirt with every step he takes across it. Purring like a maniac where the sound is probably loud enough to interrupt Nanami’s wim hof breathing meditation exercises three houses down from here.

Gojo pulls the phone away from his ear and tucks his chin to look mr gta straight in the eye. “Dude. Could you keep it down? I’m on the phone.”

Electrocuted Puff Ball just stares at him and mews in defiance before using its hind leg to scratch behind its ear, then settles its head down on the center of Gojo’s chest, the rumble of purrs felt on his sternum.

Gojo brings the phone back to his ear. He considers how to answer Suguru, thinking can’t let the gang know I fw cute cats all of a sudden so instead he says— “I don’t know. It’s probably the cat parasite.”

“The what?” Suguru asks.

Gojo scratches the top of mr gta’s head as he puts Suguru on speaker then peruses a WikiHow article on his phone on how to care for babies. Apparently, skin to skin contact is very important, so he shoves mr gta underneath the fabric of his shirt. “Yeah, something about a parasite from cats that can infect humans and basically make us fall in love with them as some sort of survival strategy. I read about it on the mews—er, news. Mews? What the fuck. I just said mews instead of news. See?? It’s the fuckin’ cat parasite.”

He hears Suguru sigh. “Aight. Whatever floats your boat, dude.”

Gojo’s phone pings with a text notification, and when he sees your name flash across his screen, his eyes widen. “Uh, gotta go. See ya at home. Don’t forget the cat food.” And then he hangs up. Because he can’t talk to you and concentrate on anything else at the same time.

He sits up, catching mr gta when he falls towards his lap in the motion, and then he perches himself up on an elbow to read your texts.

|| 10:24am You: hi, sorry for kicking you out earlier today

|| 10:24am You: i was just a little sad about the kitty :(

He sees you typing, before the bubble disappears. He holds his breath. And then he sees you typing again.

|| 10:26am You: i’m on my period, so im’ a little emotional

Gojo blinks at his screen. Then his thumbs move to type.

|| 10:28am Gojo Satoru: Oh

He scans his brain for the right thing to say.

|| 10:29am Gojo Satoru: Are you doing okay? Do you need Ibuprofen

He feels mr gta’s warm little body press against his torso.

|| 10:30 Gojo Satoru: Or a heating pad?

Nailed it.

|| 10:32am You: aw no i’m ok!! thanks though :))

|| 10:32am You: did you keep the kitty?

His eyes flicker down to mr gta, who has fully fallen asleep in his lap. Dumb little thing. Doesn’t even know pythagoras’s theorum, or anything about the Roman Empire. Only knows warmth and whiskers. But if anything bad ever happened to mr gta, Gojo would probably end up in jail for the revenge he wreaks havoc on the perpetrators.

|| 10:24am Gojo Satoru: I did, yeah. Victim of the cat parasite

|| 10:26am You: cat parasite??

|| 10:26am You: what’s that

|| 10:28am Gojo Satoru: Some parasite that makes people like cats

|| 10:29am Gojo Satoru: [sent an article]

|| 10:29am Gojo Satoru: Saw it on the news

|| 10:31am You: don’t you mean

|| 10:31am You: the mews

|| 10:31am You: haha get it

|| 10:31am You: because of mew

He blinks at his phone screen, and then his lips purse. The cuteness aggression he has felt today is enough to kill a grown man, and he has to set his phone down to deal with the wide grin that spreads across his face from your messages. He rubs a hand across his mouth and over his jaw, to ease the sore to the cheeks of his muscles from the way he can’t help the stupid way he’s cheesing over you, and it’s almost embarrassing if it didn’t make his heart beat fast in his chest in the same flush way he feels at the end of a good run or an exciting soccer match.

And while he tries to contain his face despite the lack of any witnesses, except for the kitten curled up in his lap, he realizes it’s been minutes since he responded to you.

He falls back onto the bed, head hitting the pillow while he sets his hand holding his phone down on his chest to read your message. Mr gta crawls up from his lap to sit in front of his phone screen, and Gojo has to tilt his head to look past the obstructing view of his wispy floofy tail.

|| 10:35am you: sorry. was that lame :(

Mr gta meows incessantly at the phone as if in response to you. “Yeahhh I know. She’s really cute, isn’t she.” And then Gojo scratches behind his pointy little ear with his index finger. Mr gta entirely leans into the sensation, purring loudly almost on command before he’s meowing again in a tiny voice.

Mr gta reaches his paw out, pressing it against the bright screen of Gojo’s phone, typing nonsensical letters because he doesn’t know the English lexicon, or any lexicon for that matter other than purr and meow and hiss.

Gojo thinks nothing of it, until his paw accidentally presses the blue send button.

|| 10:37am Gojo Satoru: sjhdfhh

|| 10:38am You: huh?

|| 10:39am Gojo Satoru: Sorry

|| 10:39am Gojo Satoru: That was the cat

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[the end]

a/n. hope u enjoyeeddd lol gojo as a cat dad was not in my plans for kickoff at all but this was fun to write alskdjdh i want a lil kitty so baaaaad </3 anywho, like i mentioned, this will be the last drabble from ch10 haha we shall move on to ch11 now 😼 but there will def be more mr gta appearances in kickoff bc that’s gojo’s lil baby now :”) thanks sm for reading!! love u guys

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[arleniansdoodles]

Seeing as you are the reason i and im sure many others got into sifu i will he holding you accountable by forcing you to give any and all of your thoughts on sifu (specifically the dynamic between Sean, Mc, and Yang) (only if u want tho)

You dont understand i thrive on insane fandom conversations it pains me that there is basically none of that surrounding Sifu

Hahahaa duly noted, anon! If I’m indeed the reason for getting some more people into Sifu, then it’s an honour! XD And no worries at all, I too enjoy the fandom convos and rambling about headcanons; the Sifu fandom’s been pretty lonely in that regard 😅 So I shall proceed to hand over my Sifu headcanons!! Also, there may be some spoilers for my Sifu fic, but it’s mostly just a summary of the backstory stuff loll And this also got pretty long, so I’ve put most of it under a read-more tag 😉

The dynamic between Yang, MC, and Sean is my absolute favourite to think about! Starting with Yang – I headcanon that he was orphaned at a young age after losing his family to illness (which kickstarts his fear of losing loved ones). Sifu finds Yang and takes him in, and raises him (as does MC’s mother, Simou). It’s kinda like a Shang-Chi scenario: Sifu teaches Yang more of the fighting stuff while Simou teaches him the calmer things, like tai chi and qi gong.

I imagine he would’ve met Sean early on, and the two become fast friends in a “we’re both awkward, lonely runts who have trouble making friends” sort of way XD As a child, Sean wanted strength to defeat bullies, which inadvertently led to him defending those who are “weak” (which gets twisted as he gets older, as we see in the game). Sean defends Yang, and Yang looks out for him, and they become an inseparable duo! 

When Yang falls in love and marries his wife, I think Sean would feel kinda jealous because he still struggles with his own love life; but more than that, Yang is his best friend, so he’s worried about them drifting apart. But even bigger is MC being born! Since Yang had a lack of affection/security as a kid (and was later taught by the affectionate Simou), he immediately “clicks” with MC and dives into taking care of her as a big brother figure. To him, the title is more than just being a fellow Kung-Fu student. He wants to be like an actual brother to MC and make sure she never feels abandoned or unloved by anyone. I think, next to Sifu and Simou, he develops the strongest emotional bond with MC out of everyone.

I also headcanon MC’s name is Yin, hence the connection between her and Yang XD But that’s a whole other ramble of headcanons 😆

I should also mention that I imagine Simou (MC's mother) dies when MC is still a baby, which adds to Yang's trauma of losing loved ones to illness. Thus, he's always hypervigilant whenever MC gets sick 😢

Anyways, MC is closest with Yang while growing up, and she’s his favourite student when it comes to Kung-Fu. I think MC would’ve been scared of Sean at first; he doesn’t like kids or hanging around them, but Yang says she can trust Sean. So, in order to push them together, I put MC and Sean through a Big Event that helped shift their impressions of each other, which led to their developing bond 😂 But I think part of what pushes MC to spend more time with Sean is that Yang gets busy with his own family, his wife and new daughter, etc.

With Sean and MC, I’d call it a sunshine-grumpy dynamic? Sean doesn’t like kids, but he does grow to love MC as his sister. With his life being full of chaos, danger, and unstable relationships, she’s the only one with feelings that remain constant. And in MC’s pov, Sean is someone who protects her and keeps her safe no matter how many dangerous situations they might accidentally get into (because Sean’s a fighter in the illegal fight club XD). I think MC also helps Sean feel like he’s still needed, y’know? She depends on him when Yang isn’t around, and he wants to do the right thing, but he feels like he can’t be a good enough brother, so there’s a whole bunch of angst to swim through there 😂

And those are the basics of what I have for Yang, MC, and Sean! I could undoubtedly go into paragraphs upon paragraphs about each of them, and detail all my thoughts about their backstory and how it leads up to / affects their dynamics in the game, but I think I should stop here since this is getting pretty long loll But I’d definitely love to chat about some other headcanons – I got some feels about Sifu, Sean’s father, and Jinfeng, for example 👀 And how MC’s parents meet, and all that XD

Thank you so much for sending me your ask, anon! And if you read this far, thanks again!! 😁 I hope you enjoyed reading my thoughts as much as I enjoyed writing them! 💗💗

[zeraorarb]

First of all hi this is me Jadzio just on my reblog side account. I don't use my main here just cause I like to keep things organized (somewhat) and I don't like rb stuff a lot, so I archive stuff here or respond to plp. aaaa anyways main point

I'm glad it turned out ok and that now I know your pronouns! And I understand your perspective and it's valid as well as your feelings, on the matter tho I wish to share a but of mine I suppose.

I'm nonbinary and use they/they and I personally feel very iffy when plp call me other stuff. so whenever I write stuff like those tags, it comes mostly from my experiences and not something I feel like its like a, how would u call it, a proper manner to do, ifk if its making sense aaaa. I once, early on, didnt have my pronouns posted anywhere and a big friend of mine at the time called me a gendered pronoun. now why I'm calling it like that instead of just he/she? cause she was right, it was a pronoun of my asignet gender. so it should be fine, right? I should feel weird abt it right? how did she know, did I act like it, do I speak like it? haha ..... crisis time. of course its not as big of a deal and she did later say that she just shoot her shoot cause she didn't know. and I'm probably not the best at describing my feelings on my gender own. but I just dont wanna anyone to feel bad cause I misgendered them, when its so simple to just ask and it can be avoided.

also other stuff

well u are a lucky one to have a language with no gender, can I have some? I'm polish and this is the language we're u slap a table and go "aw yis... a man". they are inescapable and very weird cause they affect structure of words as u use them, so 90% plp dont know how they exacly work, so adding gender neutral pronouns is very hard and unintuative, to the point most polish enbys had given up on that front. me included, tho I still go by any/they (male), but most plp still give up on trying with me and I get it.

also saying pronouns out loud like that. I get it. its not usual and we are not rlly used to it, but tbh it never rlly iked me. it goes as quick as the name and we go on. but also listen, idk if plp can rlly recognize gender of cis plp (tho id still say the change of failure is like 10%). idk if its just my experience. and I'm not speaking from experience with plp who wear different gender cloths or something, no, its just weird like that and it happens a bit.

I shall keep that in my. if I ever won't be able to deal with it myself, I will make sure to send them here to be eaten alive.

so yeah tldr my pronouns are my symbol of perfection, so I won't let anyone get walken over. and I know this post is also coming from a kind place dw, just adding some of my own stuff to the mix I guess and like I said your stuff is also vaild

Ok, I feel like it would probably be nice of me to respond to this

Yes, he/him are absolutely my correct pronouns, I just don't really put that anywhere (unless I'm forced to), because I frankly don't care about which pronouns people use for me (which is why I've also picked any/all alongside the he/him in the SC, btw). I would probably correct others if they assumed I was a she/her, but I'd honestly find that more charming and funny, and not really insulting or offensive.

This is partially due to my native language not having any gendered pronouns whatsoever, but also, I feel like this recent obsession with putting pronouns everywhere is getting a tad weird (Especially when people walk up to a live stage and mention them while introducing themselves... like dude - we all know what men and women look and sound like, don't y'all think this is just a bit redundant? Feels like it'd be enough if just the they/them-s were the ones to mention it, once it would naturally come up)

Don't take this in a negative manner though, the post was real sweet, and I know this is coming from a place of kindness, which I wholeheartedly appreciate. And there's absolutely no need to edit anything - everything is perfect as it is, and seeing it all made me real happy.

Though if any of you end up accidentally misgendering someone, and that person starts a giant fuss over it - then please by all means send them to me. Or just tell them yourselves, that your pronouns are 'symbol of perfection'/'my lord and savior', and it's gonna be offensive to you if they don't use these. (Though I always wanted to pull that on a conflict seeking narcissistic jerk myself xd)

[jeyramarie]

the princess and the debutant- Florence Pugh x Reader (Bridgerton AU) Part 2

summary: maybe games are perfect for bonding, right? 

wc: 3,634

warnings: tension

a/n: i hope everyone enjoys it :) lmk if you wanna be tagged, every feedback is appreciated and happy reading 🦋

part 1~

The next day around noon, Miss Johnson arrived at the castle once more. Upon Queen’s order so she could educate her diamond on how to be an eligible debutant. They went over table manners, how to properly drink tea and how to communicate like a lady. 

Lastly, the Queen wanted to end the day with something a bit more fun, which brought them to the garden to play pall-mall. It was no secret that Y/n enjoyed a challenge and certainly one as competitive as her. Just like the Princess. 

“Your Majesty, I always enjoy a good game of pall-mall but why would this be necessary to find a suitor?” Y/n asked, squinting her eyes due to the sun. 

“You should prepare yourself to look like a lady while you play. Men are always watching and you never know who will end up being your husband.” The Queen replied from her chair under the tent that was set up for her in the garden. 

“Do I also have to allow them to win?” 

“Would you be a fair loser if you do?” Florence asked, walking towards the garden with a small grin. 

“Oh dear, so lovely for you to join us.” Her Royal Highness smiled as her niece curtsy in front of her. 

“I was staring from the drawing room. It seemed like you were enjoying yourselves.” 

“You were staring?” Y/n tilted her head. “It's a bit odd to stare without the other person having knowledge of it… is it not?” 

“It’s certainly not when you find yourself staring at something rather than a person.” the blonde replied and grinned at the girl who scoffed as she turned to pick her mallet. 

“Perhaps you should join her, Florence.” The Queen suggested. 

“A little friendly competition would certainly not hurt.” The princess smiled and walked towards the garden. Y/n was looking through the different mallets, trying to find the perfect one. She settled on the red one, thinking that it was a fierce color. 

“The red one belongs to me, Miss Johnson.” 

“Well, Your Majesty, I do not see your name written on it.” Y/n replied, turning to face her. “Last time I was able to check, these mallets did not have an owner. Only the person who claimed it for the game.” 

“I have been using the red one since I was a child.” Florence chuckled dryly. “It is my good luck charm.” 

“Then you cannot play without it? Like a man cannot live without his pride.” The girl smirked, gripping the mallet tightly in her hand before moving towards the red ball that was already placed on the grass. 

“Just my luck.” The blonde muttered to herself as she took the yellow mallet in anger. She walked towards Y/n, watching as she swung her ball through the small arch. 

“It’s your turn, Your Majesty.” The girl called out, turning to Florence with a smirk. 

“I am well aware.” The princess walked towards her ball and hit it with her mallet, making it go further away from the arch. Y/n chuckled, covering her mouth causing Florence to quickly turn with a clenched jaw. 

“Let’s continue, shall we?” Florence sighed before stomping over to her ball as Y/n held her laughter while walking to her next spot. 

They continued to play for a few hours. Both of them had a decent amount of points, which created a competitive attitude. The game was filled with snarky comments and looks, making everything a bit more interesting. 

“I thought you had played this multiple times, Your Majesty.” Y/n called out as she saw Florence struggle to hit her ball out of a muddy puddle. “The ball is supposed to go through the wicket… not into the mud.” 

“And I thought you were taught to think before you speak but apparently we’re both wrong.” The blonde replied and swung her mallet causing drops of mud to stain the diamond’s dress. Y/n gasped as she stepped backwards in shock while looking down at her dress. 

“That looks lovely.” 

“I thought I was playing a respectable game with a princess, not a disreputable pig!” The diamond shouted in anger. “I cannot take this any longer.” 

“Perhaps this means you will forfeit?” Florence asked, making Y/n turn to her in shock. She scoffed and began walking slowly towards the Princess. Their eyes connected as she stepped closer, making Florence gulp with nerves. 

“I shall never forfeit, Your Majesty.” She whispered, causing shivers to run down the blonde’s back. 

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Flowers were littered around the ballroom along with pastries and punch bowls that decorated the tables. The orquestra was set to play in the middle of the ballroom for the couples to dance around them. The garden had many games set up such as chess and pall-mall, even archery. Everything was perfectly set for the ball to officially present Y/n as the Queen’s diamond. 

The guests had started to arrive, filling up the ballroom with chatter and gossip as they waited for Miss Y/n to make an appearance. Lords and Viscounts kept their eyes drifting between the main stairs and the debutants that caught their eye. Many important families were present, feeling eager to see the night unfold. 

“Ladies and gentlemen! Presenting, Her Royal Highness, Queen Charlotte!” The presenter shouted, causing everyone to turn and curtsy towards the Queen, who was going slowly walking down the stairs. 

“Presenting, Her Royal Highness, Princess Florence!” He shouted again as the Princess followed her aunt towards the ballroom. 

She wore an emerald green dress with satin gloves and diamond jewelry. Everyone’s eyes fell on her, bringing many flashbacks from her childhood. Since the moment she was born, her family’s purpose was to prepare her for marriage as well as royal duties. The rules remained strict, even after her father passed the year prior. Hence, why she was staying with her aunt, the Queen. Her mother had decided that she “could not handle” her daughter’s behaviors presented after the Prince’s death. It was all new territory for Florence, but part of her felt that everything would be worth it. 

“Presenting, Miss Y/n Johnson!” 

Everyone turned, eager to see Y/n. She stepped out in a pastel pink satin dress with her hair pulled up. Her arms were covered with white satin gloves, adorned with diamond bracelets. The stairs seemed eternal under her stare as she continued to walk down, meeting Charles Deighton, who was certainly interested in her. 

“Miss Y/n, would it be alright if I took your first dance?” He extended his hand, giving her a small smile. 

“Of course, my Lord.” She replied, placing her hand on his. Charles pulled her to the ballroom as the orquestra prepared to start playing. 

Y/n felt the strong sensation that someone was staring at her. Even though everyone certainly was, this time it felt different. She felt as if eyes burnt into her skin. The dancing began as she stood in front of Lord Deighton, slightly moving her eyes around the room. After dancing almost the whole song, Y/n found herself meeting a soft pair of green eyes. Florence was staring right at her with a glimpse of jealousy in her eyes. Once the song came to an end, she curtsy and thanked Charles for the dance before looking over the room, in search of the Princess. 

“Looking for someone?” Maryann asked, standing next to Y/n. 

“The princess in fact.” 

“What? Y/n-” 

“She was looking at me in a very odd way, I must see if she’s alright.” Y/n said in a hurry as she walked quickly out of the ballroom. “Did you see where she went?” 

“No, I was dancing as well.” 

“I have to find her.” She mumbled and ran down a corridor in search of the staircase. 

Y/n walked up the stairs and went straight to the chambers, needing to find Florence. She opened doors left and right, sighing every time she was met with a dark empty room. A glimpse of light caught the corner of her eye and part of her felt that Florence was definitely in that room. She quietly walked towards the room to see the Princess pacing back and forth, mumbling to herself. The sound of Y/n’s heels filled the room, causing Florence to turn around with a surprised expression as if she had been caught.  

“What do you want?” She snapped at Y/n. 

“My apologies, Your Majesty, I was just wondering if you were alright. You left the ballroom in such a hurry, I-I assumed something must have happened.” The girl replied, fidgeting with her fingers as her eyes drifted to the floor. 

“Nothing occurred, Miss Y/n, and even if it did… I would not speak one word about it to you.” Florence replied harshly as Y/n took a few steps back, feeling embarrassed. 

“My apologies, it was never my intention to-”

“To what? To dig your nose into something that does not concern you.” The blonde raised her voice causing Y/n to jump back. Her mouth opened but yet no words came out. 

“Leave! I do not wish to see anyone!” 

Y/n curtsy and quickly left the room, leaving Florence alone with her thoughts once again. It caused a great deal of anger, seeing her with Charles. She didn’t understand why she felt that way, why she felt slight pain in her chest. Her legs began to shake as she pulled over a chair and sat on it. The only remaining thoughts were Y/n and her father. 

Right before he died, he made her promise to keep an open heart, for it to have a chance to love. Florence began to think if he was perhaps right. She had never really set her eye on anyone. She has had many suitors but always found herself saying ‘no’ to wedding proposals. After the Prince died, all Florence desired was to have someone who made her feel the same way her father made her mother feel. Like she was the only woman in the world. 

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“Y/n!” Maryann shouted, watching her friend walk past her in a hurry. The girl turned with a distraught face as she attempted to catch her breath. 

“Where were you? Are you alright?” 

“I must go outside and get some fresh air.” Y/n said in a hurry. 

“Y/n-”

“Miss Johnson, I was searching for you. I was wondering if you wanted to dance again.” Charles asked, cutting Maryann off. 

“My apologies, my Lord, but-”

“My dear, I finally found you.” Her mother cut her off, placing her hand on her shoulder. 

“Mama, my apologies but I-” 

“Your father and I were wondering what your opinion was on Lord Deighton.” Lady Addington smiled, looking at Charles and back at her daughter.  

“I don’t think I would be able to answer this very moment. I haven’t spoken much to Lord Deighton.” 

“Miss Johnson, I finally found you.” The Queen spoke, making everyone turn and curtsy. “Walk with me. We have much to discuss.” 

“Of course, Your Majesty.” Y/n replied and looked at everyone around her with an apologetic smile, before walking towards the Queen. 

“I wanted to see where your thoughts remained on all of this. The ball, the suitors.” 

“I am enjoying my time, Your Majesty.” She smiled as the Queen nodded with a small hum.

“You seem a bit… uneasy. Are you alright?” 

“I am feeling a bit overwhelmed, Your Majesty, and I’m afraid I might have upset the Princess.”  Y/n spoke, staring down at the ground. 

“Yes, Florence is very hard to please. She has been that way since she was a child but it certainly became harder once the Prince passed.” The Queen explained as they walked out of the ballroom. 

“I am under the impression that she does not like me very much.” 

“She’s rather… skeptical.” Her Royal Highness chuckled as they both stepped outside. The night was silenced due to everyone being inside. The fire from the torches lit up the garden and a warm breeze flew through the tree branches, creating a rustling sound. 

“I would never wish to make her uncomfortable.” Y/n whispered, placing her hands on the railing of the porch. 

“All in due time, my dear. All in due time.” The Queen smiled and turned to leave, causing the girl to curtsy. She was left alone on the porch and released a breath she had been holding since Her Royal Highness asked to speak with her. 

Her chest began to feel tight as she tried to catch her breath. Y/n moved down to the garden and took deep breaths as she walked further away from the castle. Her hand fell to her chest as recurring thoughts ran through her head, making her breathing quicker. Guilt filled her mind as she remembered what had happened with Florence. Maybe she had overstepped and part of her felt that the Princess had found hatred towards her. Y/n’s vision became blurry as she began to feel dizzy. 

Her legs gave up and she fell to her knees while she cried. Thoughts consumed her mind once again, making her remember things from her past. Certain aspects of her childhood that she wishes to forget but, unfortunately, she cannot. Tears ran down her cheeks as she heard a muffled voice calling her name. The overwhelming remained, not allowing her to turn back and see who it was. A soft hand touched her arm, causing her to finally turn to see Florence. 

“Y/n, are you alright? What happened?” The blonde asked in worry. “Can you hear me? Y/n, breath.” 

She continued to cry, looking at the ground, which made Florence become nervous. The princess didn’t know what to do or what to say, but she was certain that she wanted to help. Her body moved on its own as she grabbed Y/n’s hands, freed it from the glove and placed it over her heart. 

“Feel my heartbeat. I’m right here, look at me.” Florence whispered, meeting the diamond’s eyes. “Feel my heartbeat, follow my breathing.” 

Y/n began to take deep breaths alongside the Princess in hopes to calm down. She felt Florence’s skin underneath her own, soft like satin. The blonde pressed her hand harder against Y/n’s, never wanting the feeling to stop. Their eyes remained connected as their hearts began to beat in sync. Unconsciously, they began to lean towards each other, close enough to take in each other’s scent. Florence closed her eyes, letting her senses take over. Y/n smelled like the dew of the flowers in the morning, her favorite moment of the day. 

“A-are you alright?” Florence whispered. 

“Yes, thank you… Your Majesty.” Y/n said softly as she began to take her hand away from the Princess’s chest. 

The moment her hand was off, the blonde came back to reality and opened her eyes as she leaned backwards. She stood up quickly and took a few steps backwards, tucking a few hairs behind her ear. 

“We should perhaps go inside.” The princess said, looking at the ground. Her Majesty’s diamond nodded her head and slowly stood up before walking closer to the blonde. 

“Thank you.” She whispered, grazing her fingers down Florence’s arm. 

“I’m glad that you’re feeling better.” The blonde whispered and walked away, back to the castle, leaving Y/n alone in the garden.

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A few days have passed since the ball and neither Florence nor Y/n have forgotten about that “moment” that occurred in the garden. They thought about each other’s touch, their scent, that loving look in their eyes. The princess wanted to call for the diamond, in need to see her again. Even if it was just to snicker at each other. 

To her surprise, the Johnson’s had invited her over for tea. This was her chance to see Y/n again, make sure she was doing alright after her breakdown at the ball. Her chance to see her eyes, possibly touch her hand again. Look at her hair and the subtle freckles on her- 

“Your Majesty.” the footmen called out from outside the carriage, breaking Florence from her trance. She had finally arrived at the Johnson manor but was too trapped in her own thoughts to notice. 

“My apologies.” Florence muttered and held the footman's hand to step out of the carriage. Lord and Lady Johnson stepped outside to greet the Princess. They curtsied and smiled as the blonde stepped closer to them. 

“It’s lovely for you to accept our invitation, Your Majesty.” Lady Johnson smiled. 

“Thank you for inviting me, it was very kind of you.” 

“Shall we go inside?” Lord Johnson suggested as he stepped aside for Florence to walk inside the manor. 

The house was silent and peaceful, filled with different colored tulips. The Lord and Lady stepped forward and showed her to the parlor where tea and pastries were set. Florence immediately looked at her surroundings in search of Miss Y/n. 

“Where would Miss Johnson be, my Lord?” The blonde asked, looking out the window, out to the garden. 

“She’s out in the garden, Your Majesty, practicing her archery.” 

“I had no knowledge of her practicing archery.” 

“Oh Y/n has been practicing it since she was a child. Sometimes she stays in the garden most of the day.” Lady Johnson replied and sipped tea as Florence smiled while staring down at her tea cup. 

They began to talk about the Queen’s possible next plans for Y/n as her diamond, which required many balls. Lord Johnson and Princess Florence had found a similar interest in travel as well as different books with Lady Johnson. They shared stories about Miss Y/n, causing the blonde’s heart to swell. She never expected to feel this type of way, she couldn't really put a word to it either since she did not know what it meant. 

“Would you mind if I joined Miss Y/n outside?” Florence asked, looking out the window. “I, too, share an interest in archery.” 

“Of course, Your Majesty, there’s no problem.” Lord Johnson replied as he nodded. The blonde put her tea cup down on the table and stood up, followed by the Johnson’s. They curtsied and watched as the Princess walked outside. A breeze of fresh air hit her face, making her take a deep breath before moving her eyes to find Y/n. 

Her search came to a quick end when she saw a glimpse of blue standing in front of three targets. She scrunched up her dress and walked down the stairs to the garden. On the way, Florence thought of possible ways to speak to Miss Johnson. Her mind drifted elsewhere, not noticing that she was getting closer to the girl, who definitely noticed her first. 

“Your Majesty.” Y/n said and curtsy, making the Princess break out of her trance. “I was not aware of your visit today, my apologies.” 

“No worries, Miss Johnson.” Florence laughed. “Your parents were kind enough to invite me for a little chat and I couldn’t help but notice you did archery.” 

“I do. I have since I was a child.” 

“Would you mind if I..” The blonde started and pointed at a bow and arrow. 

“Oh no, of course not. Go ahead, Your Majesty.” Y/n replied hurriedly. 

The princess grabbed the bow and arrow, before making her way towards the diamond. She got into position as she placed the arrow on the string and stood up straight with her back facing Y/n. Her arm pulled the arrow back to her cheek and took a deep breath before releasing it, causing it to go into the middle of the target. 

“You have done this before, I gather.” The girl smirked as Florence chuckled. 

“I have but I most certainly would like to see how well you do it.” 

Y/n scoffed and placed her arrow on the string before walking towards the Princess. She pulled it back, taking a deep breath as insecurity began to flood her mind, making her doubt. Suddenly, soft hands went over hers as she came back to reality to see Florence standing behind her. The princess’ hands went over Y/n’s, helping her crip the arrow correctly. 

“Just take a deep breath.” Florence whispered into her ear as she took in her scent. “Focus on the target and shoot.” 

Y/n took a deep breath and let go of the arrow for it to go straight to the middle. A wide smile appeared on her face as she turned to the Princess with joy. The blonde smiled as well while the diamond pulled her in for a hug. The hug came to an end as they broke apart slowly. Both of them looked down at their lips and back to their eyes, staying close together. Y/n began to slowly lean in, causing the both of them to close their eyes as they fell into a trance. 

“Y/n! It’s time for your French lesson!” Lady Johnson shouted from the house making them jump apart. 

“I’ll be there in a moment, mama!” She shouted as she tried to catch her breath while turning to the Princess. “Your Majesty-” 

“My apologies, I must go.” Florence cut her off, staring at the ground. “Thank you for allowing me to use your equipment.”

“But Your Majes-” Y/n tried to speak. 

“I must go.” The blonde raised her voice, looking up at Y/n who stared in shock. “I shall bid you a good day.” 

“Good day, Your Majesty.” The diamond muttered and curtsied before staring at the Princess walking away. 

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[askchuckandtiff]

DOUBLE INTERVIEW!!

PERFECT IF YOURS IS A MULTIMUSE BLOG! PLEASE, DON'T REBLOG! REPOST INSTEAD, REPLACING OLD INFORMATION WITH YOUR MUSES'.

You only gotta pick two tho!!

SHALL WE BEGIN?

Chucky: Sure I guess

Tiffany: Sure!

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

Chucky: Charles Lee Ray, but you can call me Chucky

Tiffany: Tiffany Valentine Ray!!

FAVORITE ANIMAL:

Chucky: Snakes are pretty cool

Tiffany: Tarantulas are definitely my favorite!

FAVORITE COLOR:

Chucky: I'm too indecisive to pick just one so it's gotta be either red or yellow

Tiffany: I absolutely love purple

WHO DO YOU LOOK UP TO?

Chucky: no in particular, except myself heh

Tiffany: Martha Stewart of course!! She's my idol

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF EACH OTHER?

Chucky: Tiff's okay I guesss (jokingly)

Tiffany: You're not too bad yourself, asshole (also jokingly)

WHAT DO YOU ADMIRE ABOUT THE OTHER?

Chucky: I gotta say how stubborn tiff can be is quite impressive

Tiffany: I personally like how no matter the situation, you always have some smart ass thing to say

Chucky: Me too, it's my favorite thing about me, heh

HAVE YOU EVER DRANK UNTIL YOU FELT SICK?

Chucky: Yep, it was most likely to get outta work

Tiffany: yeahhhh,, and it's for the same reason as Chucky (nervous laugh)

YOU LIKE YOURSELF? BE HONEST.

Chucky: hm.. for like,, 99.999% of the time,, yeah I'm pretty fucking great if I say so myself. That 1% of the time… not so much

Tiffany: Damn sweetface that's.. that's rough, anyways I love myself

Chucky: pfffft blatant much?

FAVORITE FOOD:

Chucky: Swedish meatballs, of course!

Tiffany: I personally love raviolis,, they're definitely a guilty pleasure of mine

COFFEE OR TEA?

Chucky: Gotta go with coffee on this one, it's kept me awake all of those times that I probably shouldn't have been

Tiffany: I'm much more of a tea type of girl. However,, coffee is easier to disguise liquor in soo…

Chucky: that's actually really smart

Tiffany: right??

FAVORITE CARTOON:

Chucky: I love all of the classics, but the cartoon came out based on uh,, fucking Beetlejuice! Yeah, that felt like the best fever dream ever

Tiffany: oh I remember that show!! Yeah, I definitely gotta agree with you on that one

LAST TIME YOU CRIED:

Chucky: Probably when I was blackout drunk and ran into a wall so fast that I smacked into it

Tiffany: pffft

Chucky: oh hush you

Tiffany: No, and the last time I cried? I don't really remember honestly. Unless laugh-crying counts, then that was me the other night at Chucky running into the wall

PIZZA OR SUSHI?

Chucky: Pizza for sure, can't stand fish in the slightest

Tiffany: Honestly? I like sushi a lot more. It's bite sized! Plus, it comes with wasabi and shit

Chucky: mmm, I guess you've got a point, but I'll only eat California rolls

DO YOU REGRET SOMETHING?

Chucky: ..yes but that's for me to know and for you to find out

Tiffany: I don't think so? At least, I can't remember anything that I would regret?

HAVE YOU EVER WALKED ON HIGH HEELS?

Chucky: Yes and I fucking hate it

Tiffany: All the time!!

FAVORITE BODY PART:

Chucky: I love my hands, dunno why but I do

Tiffany: I like my eyes! They're just really pretty

LEAST FAVORITE BODY PART:

Chucky: Hate my eyes, they remind me of my dad..

Tiffany: my face.. you can thank my mother for makin me insecure about that

DRUGS?

Chucky: mayhaps

Tiffany: on special occasions

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SAY TO YOUR FANS?

Chucky: Fuck you guys, lovingly of course

Tiffany: We love you sweetfaces!!!

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I tag @fanficwriter284 and @asktherays!!

I hope you two haven't done this already!! And if you did then sorry for tagging y'all!!

[bellarkeselection]

Hi!! May I please request a Charles Xavier x fem!Reader arranged marriage Regency AU (still have mutant powers tho; Charles still has his telepathy, Reader has levitation) where they had been childhood friends prior to the arranged marriage being finalized? (I’m watching period dramas rn so yeah.)

Marrying a Professor

Running through Charles's house he chases after me laughing since I stole his pillow from his bed. Sliding down the stairs closing my eyes I levitate above him making him cross his arms over his chest. "Real macrure Y/n." I stick my tongue out mocking him. "Said the Telepath." The office door opens and I screamed dropping down seeing my mother and Charles father. "Sweetheart we need to talk to you, both of you." Charles and I looked to each other then followed them inside.

"So what is this about, father?" Charles asked as she unrolled a document with both our names on it. Scanning it I saw the words marriage flickering my gaze up to my mother mumbling. "You can't be serious, marriage mother." She interviewed her hands together in front of her starting to explain. "Honey I know that you want to find love in your own time but I'm not going to be around forever." Charles runs a hand his hair sighing heavily at his father's decision. "So we're to marry just like that?" His father simply nodded yes.

Flash forward to the wedding I'm still not happy about it. Granted it's nothing against Charles he's been my best friend since I was little. But I want to choose the man I'll marry. The wedding was quick leading to our first dance between us. Charles interviewed our hands with our other resting softly spinning around the room. "I'm sorry this isn't what you want Y/n." He spoke never taking his blue eyes away from my gaze. "It's not your fault, Charles....I just..." He simply nodded understanding what I was about to say. He twirled me out and back into his chest his legs stumbling a little since he's slightly nervous to embarrass the both of us, even though he's always been a better dancer than me.

"I want to promise you something..." He trailed off as my feet moving make my dress sway a little. "What kind of promise?" I asked raising a brow at him. He spins me out once more twirling me under his arm and back in. "I know we don't like the arrangement but I promise to be a good husband for you. Someone who shall treat you as their equal." He twirled me again and this time dips me down where I'm staring up at him with a smile. "You know something Charles. Maybe just maybe our parents knew we would be good together." He pulls me back up smiling too before slowly leaning forward kissing me. I kissed back wrapping my arms around his neck hearing people clap. Things might not be as bad as I thought with arranged marriages.

Comments really appreciated 🥰

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