#what a beautiful voice oh my goddd

[birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo]

i FUCKING LOVE THIS ONE AS WELL

HOW AM I JUST SUPPOSED TO GO ON WITH MY LIFE, KNOWING THAT THIS SONG ExISTS AND THAT I CAN'T BE LISTENING TO IT MY EVERY WAKING MOMENT

HOW

THIS IS GIVING ME SHIVERS SEND HELP

(it is the yue boatman song ;A; being irish i can never resist a song about a boatman 😔👌)

[genderqueersherlockholmes]

hits my head against concrete brick hits my head against concrete brick hits my head against

holmes brought watson along thinking he was really going to die and he just wanted watson there because he needed his boswell he needed his watson there he needeed that confort cause he thought it was really over he was really gonna die this time and he was scared, but when the danger really showed itself to him instead of begging watson to stay in stead of trying to keep that comfort with him, instead he told watson he should leave, he told watson to go, he wanted watson to be safe even if holmes couldnt be. and watson stayed. because watson has always seen holmes's need. because he's always just wanted to be there for holmes. because hes always just wanted to care for him as his doctor but also as his friend. but when holmes saw his death just on the horizon and an opportunity showed itself to get watson away from the danger, he took it immediately.he really thought he was going to die then, but he didnt even ask for watson to be there for him in his final moments. he didnt ask for that. because he just wanted to know that watson would be okay, watson would be safe, watson would keep living without him.

and when he came back, watson wasn't mad because he was lied to. watson was sad because he wished he could have been there, by holmes's side, taking care of him.

AAAAAUUUUUUGGHHHHHHHHHHH SLAMS MY HEAD AGAINST CONCRETE BRICK SLAMS MY HEAD AGAINST CONCRETE BRICK SLAMS MY HEAD AGAINST CONCRETE BRICK SLAMS MY HEAD AGAINST

[fushiguho]

For eons, I’ve been thinking about sweet, well-mannered, farmhand!Gojo ☀️ who fucks the literal breath out of you and you guys WILL hear me out, okay?

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･

As your father’s one and only employee, Satoru is held to incredibly high standards, which essentially boil down to two, very simple rules; never show up to the farm late and never, he means never pursue his daughter romantically. Seems easy enough, right?

Or so Satoru thought.

“Miss,” a thick, meridional voice utters from far behind, “miss, pardon my frankness, but I believe you just might be the prettiest woman I have ever seen.” Satoru admits candidly, briskly jogging to match your fast-paced gait as you trudge up the hill, toward the farmhouse over yonder.

“Oh, don’t be silly now,” you dismiss, waving a banishing hand, suppressing the ever-growing giddiness that threatens to invalidate your dismissal, “my father wouldn’t like that one bit, you know that. He’ll kill you ten times over, Satoru.” Surely he’s kidding, right? Surely he would never disobey your father’s wishes… right?

Now trudging beside you, Satoru nods slowly, adjusting the rusted buckles of his muddy, denim overalls. A dispirited sigh drags from his pretty, pink lips. Of course he knows. Shoulder to shoulder, the two of you plod toward the house, his lingering gaze as subtle as a sledgehammer, but when is it not?

“I’ve been made well aware,” he finally mutters under his breath as if coming to the unfortunate realization all over again, “but you don’t make it particularly easy for me, miss… you must know that.” His voice is a deep, southern drawl—beautifully elongated vowels like silken honey, the perfect melody for battered souls.

“How do you mean?” Your hand is coming up to your face, shielding your eyes from the sun so that you can peer up at the ivory-haired man beside you. “And you don’t have to call me that y’know.”

“What? Miss?” His incredulous tone forces a giggle past your lips. “Just a token of respect is all, blame my momma,” he smiles, cheeks glowing a beautiful crimson from the parching heat, “and it’s fitting… a pretty name for a pretty lady, hm?” He’s nudging you in the shoulder teasingly.

See? Satoru is sweet. So why on this godforsaken planet does he have you painfully spread apart on your family’s dining room table? Why are his large hands pinning your thighs to the stained wood so that he can watch as your desperate, drooling pussy swallows his cock whole? Why is he leaning down to whisper debauched words of praise directly into your ear?

“Look at this wet, little pussy, goddd… you take me sooo fuckin’ well—fuuuuuck, miss,” he’s deliriously tossing his head back to dangle between his shoulder blades, subconsciously yanking you closer to the edge of the rustic table, desperate to feel more of you, “like it was made for me, heh. Was this pretty pussy made for me, miss? Is this my pussy?”

It’s like switch has been flipped, like he’s possessed beyond saving and is now only a shell of his former self. Has he always been this way? Has he always had this filthy of a mouth? You’re not sure, not really. The only thing you’re sure of is the repetitive, obscene strike of his swollen balls against the fat of your ass. It’s the only thing you can hear, feel, think.

“C’monnn now… asked you a question, miss,” he’s leaning closer, mockingly cupping a hand over his ear to observe the way he fucks the breath out of you, “talk to meee, pretty, I wanna hear you. This pussy too loud, huh? Is she too wet for you to hear me?”

“It’s yours! Your p-pussy—mhmm,” you cry, nodding frantically in immense rapture, “fuuuck, you fuck me sooo good… s’good!”

“Yeah, sweet girl? You like how I fuck you?” The dark, breathy chuckle that drags from the depths of his chest sends yours mind blank as you nod dumbly. “You like how I give you everything? All of my cock?” A big, greedy hand is slipping beneath the small of your back, pulling you upright and impossibly closer. “Yeaaaah, you like my cock, look at you…” his hungry gaze is scanning over your stupid expression, “eyes rollin’ to the back of your head like that. Can’t even hear me anymore, can you?”

A pool of light washed denim surrounds Satoru’s feet, the hem of his white t-shirt tucked between his teeth, baring the sweat-ridden skin of his chest and abdomen. The bruising buck of his hips as he fucks himself deeper is only scooting the large table further and further across the hardwood floor. Even his deep, guttural moans are like kindle to an ever growing flame.

It’s always the ones you least expect.

[plistommy]

What do you think about omega!Steve who has a big falling out with his parents and moves in with his asshole, working class boyfriend who's gonna ruin his life (according to Steve's parents)- but meanwhile Steve and Billy are happily decorating their trailer and fucking like bunnies and talking about having kids once they've saved up some money. And once every couple of weeks Steve comes across his parents at the store or on the street and he just always looks soo happy🤭

”Oh my god, put it in already!” Steve whined as he arched his back, presenting himself to his alpha who was hurriedly opening his belt buckle after getting home from work.

Steve had been waiting for his boyfriend for hours, decorating their newly shared trailer cute and homey with their stuff. He still couldn’t believe he was actually away from his awful parents and living with Billy. His alpha.

He had gotten horny after he had tried to take a little nap, but smelled his alphas scent on their messy bed from the night before instead and soon enough he was fingering himself.

It was like his prayers were answered because he heard the door open and Billy’s heavy scent filled the place.

And now he was here, begging for the other’s knot as Billy finally got his dick out and pushed it into his waiting hole with one smooth thrust.

”Y-yes! Alphaaaa!” Steve’s eyes rolled back into his head as Billy started a brutal pace, grabbing the omega’s thick ass.

”Fuck, baby, was thinking about fucking you the whole day. Missed you, missed this ass…” Billy purred as he threw his head back, blond curls sticking to the back of his neck.

Billy slapped Steve’s ass, loving the way it jiggled whenever he thrusted in and out of the other’s perfect body.

”Ohmy…goddd, Billy! Breed me!” Steve cried, droll dripping to their covers as he couldn’t help how his tongue rolled out.

”Oh fuck fuck fuck!” The alpha cursed as he picked up the pace, moving his strong arms around Steve’s waist to get him closer, to get his dick deeper into the other’s tight body.

The knot started to tug into the omegas hole, making them both moan desperately and soon enough, it popped and filled the omega full.

Steve loved how it felt.

”Shit, Baby, you’re perfect.” Billy moaned, coming to kiss his omegas perfect lips as their bodies were tied now.

”Uh-huh…” was all Steve could get out and it made his alpha chuckle. He felt soft kisses on the back of his neck and soon teeth on his mating mark.

It made him shudder.

They laid there for a while, both coming down from their highs as they cuddled closely.

”How was work?” Steve got out and his hoarse voice got them both laughing.

”Good, pretty boy. But not as good as coming home to my beautiful omega.”

Steve blushed and rolled his eyes playfully.

”Yeah, yeah… I bet.” He grinned.

Billy smiled down at him, blue eyes so pretty and full with love as he pushed Steve’s sweaty bangs away.

”I see you decorated the place. I love it.” Billy looked around, eyes lingering on the picture of the two of them on their nightstand. ”You definitely have the eyes for a home.”

It made Steve smile, the omega in him purring with happiness that his alpha was happy with him.

”Even better for the future, for the pups…” he said, loving how Billy’s eyes grew a little wide.

”Yeah?” Billy moved closer ”Wanna have pups?”

Steve gave the other a small peck on the lips ”Definitely. Not yet, but, someday…”

Billy kissed him back, deepening it a little until he pulled away with Steve’s flushed face.

”Can’t wait to knock you up. Make you full of pups, so round and sexy…” Billy started and ooooh yeah.

They were going at it again.

—

”Steve?”

Steve turned around, big brown eyes focusing on his mother. She looked pretty, she always was, but tired as her hands were full of groceries Steve knew his asshole of a father never wanted to carry.

He was the worst alpha. But his mother wasn’t a good omega either.

They were not good people. They hated him the second they found out he was omega and that they couldn’t fix the ’problem’. Ever since then the loving parents he had for the first twelve years were gone.

Steve hated them.

He put down the magazine he had been looking at and turned to his mother fully, slowly looking her up and down.

”Mrs. Harrington”

He loved the way his mother’s eyes twitched.

They were silent for a while and Steve was already about to just walk off and leave her there to stand like an idiot, but then she opened her mouth.

”You look.. happy.” His mother stated.

Oh, really?

Steve wanted to laugh.

”Oh, I am. I’m so happy. I have a beautiful house, a beautiful boyfriend.” He grinned ”I’ve never been this happy. Everything’s perfect. My alpha is perfect.”

He didn’t miss the small frown on his mother's face at the mention of Billy. His parents never agreed with him about his alpha, always called him names and that he was going to ruin Steve’s life even more than it already was after he had presented as an omega.

Their words, not his.

But oh were they so wrong.

”Steven—”

”Don’t!” He snapped, shutting her up which even surprised him a little, but his confidence just grew.

”I have to go before my alpha comes back home. He misses me a lot.” Was all he said before walking away, leaving his mother behind.

He didn’t need to tell her what he was doing, but knowing how his mother never got that type of love from his father, he knew it was a low blow. And his mother deserved every bit of it.

Fuck her. Fuck his dad.

Steve was so happy.

And he knew he had made the right choice when he laid in his alphas strong arms later that night, talking about their future and how someday, they were gonna have a house full of little nuggets running around.

Steve had never felt so in love.

[mooooooooooooonnnnnn]

A New Sorcerer

Chapter - 3 I'll call you white hair

Synopsis- gojo x reader, a life in jjk. Continuing series. If you're confused please read the previous chapters :)

"Huh? What did you say?" Shock and a tint of blush was visible as his eyes were fixed on mine.

"I said your eyes are beautiful, just a compliment......you know."

Satoru was confused, not knowing how to react so he just chuckled slightly rubbing his neck. No one made him feel this way. No one ever did. He's not like this, his vulnerable side is something he's not aware of and it's blooming around you like you're spring.

"Sorry I came late I was quite tired, I saw the missed calls from shoko....."

My voice is coming out soft and deep cause I woke up a few mins ago.(I consider it a plus point)

No it's ok I can understand, they just left for a walk and I didn't feel like having a walk so coffee stops me anyways.

I smiled. "Y/n, Y/n Ryu is my full name." "I suppose I did not introduce myself clearly did I?"

"Yes you didn't. I'm gojo, Gojo satoru."

I'll call you white hair! I laughed and so did he.

2 weeks later

"YAAA DON'T ANNOY ME!" I yanked his hand off my waist as I continued eating the kikufuku he got from the store.

"Atleast give me a reward for bringing you sweets." He whined resting his head on my shoulder as he ate a whole kikufuku in one bite. "No I'm not goi tu gib u an rewa-"

I suddenly choked on the sweet as I started coughing. Oh God I'm gonna die!

Satoru panicked as he patted my back and gave me the banana milk he had in his pocket. Drink it quick!

Ohhh goddd I nearly saw the doors. I sighed.

"Don't talk while eating and if you really want to talk let's have a sleepover". He grinned looking at me with those desperate eyes. It's nothing different we both had sleepovers at least twice a week. We both felt the need to be close to each other and talk about things we didn't know actually existed in our minds.

"Alright but this time I'LL CHOOSE THE MOVIE! you choose the most dramatic serials which are just... I sighed. Unbelievable."

He leaned towards me, his nose near my ears. "Don't worry I'll make a better drama myself."

I backed off and kicked his butt. He groaned and I gave him a win smile, stuffing another kikufuku in my mouth.

I'm taking this real slow so that I don't mess up my ideas ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

[egg-emperor]

How does it feel seeing so many newbies/tourists in the fandom drooling over Robotnik after the movies came out (and made him Skinny), when you've been simping over Game!Robotnik/Eggman long before it was cool?

Oh goddd you don't even know lol. I remember the day jimbotnik was first shown in the trailer thing, posted about it on here then about how empty I felt as I was already sad about it being live action and not CG voiced by Mike Pollock from the start. Then being shocked when people were saying "omg he's hot now, why did they make Eggman hot" and I was like EGGMAN ALWAYS HAS BEEN HOT!!!! and I've been saying that for years!!!! Was a strange feeling being the only opposite, finds game Egg hot but not the movie

Hell, I felt the same when the Boom design was revealed and people said the same then of "they made him hot" like he wasn't already, often just because he wasn't so fat. Don't get me wrong, not taking shots at those who got into the series through movies/Boom and now like game Egg. I'm glad you came to like the beautiful best game canon Egg no matter your introduction, this ain't about you, we have no beef. Though you really should've realized sooner, shouldn't have taken Jim Carrey to do so, you were decades too late smh XD

But the people that were very blatantly, shamelessly, and openly acted like game Eggman is ugly in comparison literally just because he's fat compared to Boom/movie, or bald and has a big nose unlike the movie etc- which are all absolutely gorgeous features- I was judging those hateful people very hard for only liking him when they take literally all his key features away and openly disliking and putting down game Eggman. Especially all the blatant fatphobia that people didn't try to hide or outright admitted to

Now I'm a lot less vocal about my personal distaste of jimbotnik because everyone knows it. Many got the wrong idea thinking I had something against them if they like him so I just try not to speak on it anymore. Obviously people can like what they want, can't say I understand the appeal of it in the absolute slightest but you do you so long as you're not being an asshole towards the reason your beloved movie version exists, the gorgeous perfect best original! You better respect the roots 🔫

I'm also proud to have desired Eggman carnally and to have been simping over him way before it was cool lol. Long before official simps like Thunderbolt/Stone/Starline etc existed and years before both Boom and the movie versions existed. I didn't need a what's widely regarded as a "conventionally attractive" version to exist to recognize Eggman's true beauty, of being a fat and bald old man with a big nose because those are genuinely all features that make me 😍💜💘 Unironically!

I don't care how weird and crazy and unbelievable it may be, I'm just enlightened and powerful in ways they can't comprehend. Honestly I don't really feel like it is considered cool still because it seems it's still considered very weird and unbelievable to find game Eggman hot completely unironically in comparison to jimbotnik and Boom. And I actually like that, still makes it feel more special and exclusive that way XD Like y'all can have them, more of the handsome fat bald evil bastard old man for me hehe

[variety-fangirl]

OH MY GODDD HIIII I HAVE AN IDEAAA!!!

I think you are the only active writer on here who writes for Jimmy Keene (I cannot thank you enough for your service ma'am ) so can I request a one shot where the reader and Jimmy are visiting family. The reader has an older brother who has accepted Jimmy (and maybe even play football togheter sometimes) and a younger sister. Now I have a bit of a laugh and a bit of a hard time imagining this BUT the reader also has a younger sister (toddler) who enjoys giving Jimmy "glow ups" or making him watch idk Barbie. Long story short basically Jimmy always goes along with it and yea just a cute little moment and laugh for my imagination :). Hope u like it <3 have a nice day mwahhh

Family Gathering / Jimmy Keene x fem!reader

Summary: Jimmy comes with you to visit your family one weekend, and your little sister has a little too much fun with your boyfriend.

Warning: nothing, just pure wholesome fluff 😁!

Authors note: HI HELLO MY LOVE 😁! I am happy to be of service 🫡 I am glad you are enjoying my stories 🥰 Oh 🥺 I love this idea! 😂 Absolutely, of course! I added an extra family member, I hope that is okay! I am more than happy to fuel your imagination into a story ☺️ Thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy and like what I came up with my love 😘 Have a nice day also sweetheart 💜 mwwwaaahhhh. For anyone wondering, I am going in order of oldest to newest requests, this is the oldest. Thank you for reading, commenting, reblogging, and liking really helps me out! Enjoy ☺️

Word count: 1.035k

You and Jimmy had been dating for two years now, and your family loved him. He had come with you to visit them often and they had become just as attached to him as you had. You were thankful for that. Especially your siblings. You were one of four, your parents had always loved the idea of having a big family, and honestly, so did you. You adored all your siblings, you always had a really good relationship with them all. Your older brother hadn't long turned twenty-eight, your younger brother is fourteen, and your baby sister is two and a half. You were the second eldest. And your younger siblings had immediately become attached to Jimmy, your older brother liked him too.

Your younger siblings had often dragged Jimmy to play with them. Your brother often asked him to play video games or football out back. They had formed a beautiful bond and we're super close, he turned to Jimmy for advice often. And your sister, unwillingly, dragged Jimmy to play dolls, house, dress up, all the typical things you would expect. Jimmy could never resist when she spoke in that cute baby voice and struggled to say words, it pulled at his heartstrings and he would honestly do anything she asked. Which is what led you to today.

You and Jimmy are over at your parent's house for your weekly Saturday night family dinner, you were helping to set the table. Jimmy had gone outside to play football at your brother's request to join, and all three were enjoying themselves and luckily, not getting muddy because the weather was beautiful. You were helping your mother to cook, spending about two hours doing so, whilst your father watched football on the TV. Your baby sister was playing in her playpen with her toys, babbling happily to herself. You heard her mention something about 'a good dolly' and 'make food'. She was obviously learning and watching you and your mother, it was quite adorable.

Honestly, the afternoon couldn't be more perfect if you'd planned it yourself, it was amazing and everything you've always wanted with a partner. Watching Jimmy interact with your brothers was something you absolutely adored, it was so sweet and heartwarming to watch them bond so well with one another like they do. You hear the sound of footsteps coming towards your direction, looking up from the cookies you were making for dessert, you see Jimmy standing in front of you grabbing a drink. Jimmy flashes you his million-dollar smile, adding a wink when he notices you staring and admiring his beauty.

He leans over the counter, avoiding the chocolatey dough everywhere and kisses you. His one hand cups your face tenderly, thumb stroking the soft skin of your cheek. You smile into the kiss before pulling away, having to push Jimmy away because he kept coming back to peck your lips multiple times. You giggle happily, "Go! You're distracting me from my cookies." you fake stern shout, pointing a finger to the back garden. Jimmy chuckles but leaves nonetheless, joining your father on the couch with a beer in hand. You smile as you hear your father greet Jimmy happily, the sound of a hand slapping against a shoulder lets you know he greeted him in his fatherly way with the boys. You were grateful for the closeness of your family's bond with him, it was wonderful.

This was how you loved your evenings, surrounded by family who loved each other and your partner. Your brothers playing football outside, your sister playing with her toys and babbling happily, your mother humming a tune you loved as she manoeuvred around the kitchen with years worth of practice to be perfect at cooking, and your father happily yelling at the TV as he drank a beer with your boyfriend.

Eventually, after three batches of baked cookies and most of the food is done cooking, you take a peek to check on your little sister. You frown when you notice she isn't in her playpen anymore and is also very quiet. At the same moment, your little brother comes into the kitchen for a drink, he and your older brother had come in from paying shortly ago. "Hey little man, where's sissy?" you ask as you pass him a bottle of water from the fridge and place a kiss on his head. He shrugs as he hugs you, "dunno. Went with Jimmy to her room I think?" You nod and then clean your hands before going to investigate where the pair had sneaked off. On your way down the hallway, you hear the familiar sound of your sister's favourite movie, Barbie The Princess and The Pauper. You smile and almost laugh as you hear Jimmy and your sister singing along to the song 'I Am A Girl Like You' one of your personal favourites.

You push the door open gently and lean against the doorframe, almost bursting into laughter as you catch sight of your sister sitting on Jimmy's lap as she plasters his face in pinks, purples, and blues with makeup to match Barbie on the screen. You try to giggle silently but it alerts them both, your sister comes running towards you and pulls you by your hand into the room to join them. You come and sit next to Jimmy, placing a kiss on his cheek with a teasing smile, "you looked absolutely beautiful. Honestly, the best you've ever looked I would say." Jimmy growls, not looking the least bit menacing with pink eyeshadow and overlined pink lips. Your sister points to Jimmy with a little giggle and smiles saying, "Look! Look! Pwetty Jimmy."

You kiss her forehead and fuss her, "he looks so good! Well done sweetheart, high five!" you cheer happily, loving the way she laughs as she high-fives you. Jimmy can't help but smile at the noise, he was a softie for your sister through and through. She had him wrapped around her little fingers, which is how he gets into these situations. "Come here you!" Jimmy growls playfully as he grabs your sister, making her squeal with delight as she gets tickled. Yeah, you loved your boyfriend.

[kingdom0fcards]

if we're talking about noah and nicholas, noah was definitely nicholas' gay awakening. hear me out,

they're very close friends, and nicholas can't help but feel attraction to noah, but you gotta understand him though, because the guy is very VERY hot like

he screams??? sings beautifully??? PLAYS THE GUITAR??? is covered in tattoos??? has an amazing freaking body????

nicholas can't look away when noah stretches and his tummy and waistband of his underwear show, like his eyes just dart over there and he cant help but stare !!!!

whenever he sees him on stage he cant help but look at the way drops of sweat run down his face, breathing heavily and lips parted and,,, let's say he often has to lower the strap of his bass a couple inches

when they were younger, noah used to play with his hair as they both watched a movie or something, he doesn't do it as much anymore and genuinely, nicholas misses it so much. he loved the feeling of noah's fingers scratching his scalp, humming some random song with that beautiful voice of his.

bro nicholas realized he was in love with noah when motherfucker LISTEN UP smiled at him and him only genuinely for the first time. like his heart started beating so fast and he couldn't take his eyes away from him and he was so flustered and OH MY GOD WHY IS HE SO PRETTY STOP THIS FEELING and shit

I love them sm -🍄

GODDD THIS IS SO REAL

Nick was def Noah's gay awakening too like look at them both, they're hot as fuck. Who wouldnt wanna be with their best friend when they look like THAT. Like one day they definitely went, "what if we like kissed lmao"

These boys are fruitier than the fruit section of a grocery store this is real as hell ty mushie anon

[2n2n]

I don't even know how to BEGIN TO DESCRIBE my excitement and shock about REANIMAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! paced all around my house about it really whooped and hollared with my husband....

what an incredible and cinematic trailer, the texture and BG composition is astounding!!! I CAN'T HELP IT.. BUT I WAS RIGHT!!!! The artists that are actually helming the media, matter infinitely more than the name of the franchise!! Little Nightmares 1&2 are Tarsier projects with their incredible vision & direction.... unfortunately, I strongly feel LN3 completely lacks the beauty of environment design, staging, lighting, and character intrigue. It feels so much more like simply designing a 'horror game' by the numbers.

It's so wild, but I've thought before that Little Nightmares seems to by and large avoid animals in its horror, even if they haunt the design process, they are sort of ironed out by the final iteration (with the only real lingering harmful animal being the leeches)... I got an impression that the world is meant to focus on horror as a human experience and a thing humans are subjected to; humans made INto horror, and as a result, you aren't going to fight a big and terrible dog like a Dark Souls game. It feels integral that the horror be cohesively human-drawn, contorted bodies .... even if the Wilderness originally had a lot of taxidermy animals, they were gradually nixed for the slews of human bodies & taxidermied family. That scene conveys much better the fear of Little Nightmares ... other people, society, the world, the oppressiveness of being a child. It also helps it feel very empty, wrong.

looking at REANIMAL, it makes me really excited actually that Tarsier is moving on from the Little Nightmares world, and will explore something with a different visual language, a different metaphor, a different theme to deliver, with animals as part of its design centrally!!!! THRILLING!!!! UNIQUE!!!!!

The steam description is delicious of course haha, I'm so excited, I want to know what the psychology of this hell is and whyyyy....!!!!!! Mono's world was a reflection of pain inside himself, fears, projecting infinitely outward... I wonder how and by whos hand this wild hell is being made? What does it represent?

The few scant lines in the trailer are DECADENT!!!!! "I thought you were dead" "get up".... I love love LOVE the lamb imagery!!!!!! loaded imagery!!! Sacrifiiiice... innoceeeence....? what of the lamb attacking....? becoming twisted.... why? BIG POSSIBILITIES!!!

now as for the protagonist designs... 10/10!!!!!!!!! JAWDROPPING INSTANT AWE & INTRIGUE, GORGEOUS HOT???? whoa!!! I LOVE the burlap sack tied around the boy's head, how it gives his face an animalistic silhouette, almost snouted feeling, with the little folded sewn ends of the bag feeling like ears!!! The way it hangs, tattered, over his shoulders like a shawl!!!! It reminds me of how Mono's coat reads somewhat like a 'cape' by only buttoning at just the top and then billowing out, going with his savior kind of complex without being as on the nose as a real cape (it also has a kind of villainous vibe, for me anyway hehe)....... and oh my GODDD the girl, !!!! in a pretty simple white dress, barefoot, and a mask... of a rabbit, or a lamb, I can't be so sure... but it only has one eye poked out of it, the other is merely an impression.... she's just wonderful looking, and her voice sounds so subdued and monotone, I'm intriiigued!!! Her body rising and writhing in the trailer..... her throwing harpoons off the boat....!!!!!!!! AMAZING!!! ah something so intriguing about her being barefoot while he's fully clothed? She feels so pajamas by comparison... IYAAAA!!! I REALLY love the animals theme carrying over to the protagonist's faces... in such contrasting but alluring ways. They look amazziiingg....

I wonder what Tarsier can do, not beholden to Bandai-Namco or Embracer Group.....! I wonder if there are themes or visuals their parent companies previously wouldn't have approved of? Mnnrr.... I'm honestly very happy for them to be continuing on their own. They needed such funding from a company like Bandai-Namco with LN, unfortunately... and I think they couldn't really help the ways monetization and enfranchisement was crafted, often rather dismissive in interviews about all the aside material. If they got to go into REANIMAL with more funding off the top from sacrificing LN to the parent company Gods, it's sad but it's for the best they at least did what they had to, and can now move on maybe....

and finally for this post ................. brother & sister ..................? losing my mind............ what...... yes... give me.............................. which is older which is younger...................... the girl thought the boy was dead.....? the rope around his neck, what of it.................................... BROTHER SISTERRRRR *froths at the mouth* FOIFODJFLDSKL;J!k!! also they look older than the LN kids! I wonder. 13, 14, 15?

[skz-streamer]

A Lost Cause- Teaser (2/3)

Pairing: Felix (skz) x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, slight smut?

Warnings: mentions of suicide, scarred wrist, pain, car crash, PTSD, abusive/toxic boyfriend, substances, abuse, bruising, crying, um... lmk if I missed anything else❤️

Notes: This is just a teaser!!! things that are in the genre and warnings part might not be in the teaser...be patient 😘. Fic will be posted tomorow :)

Word count: 509;)

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A Week Later

Your eyes snap open, the clock on your bedside table reads ‘5:00am’ shit. You had a feeling this would happen, sleep early and wake up early. You grabbed your phone giving up the thought of trying to go back to bed again, you had tried that already and it didn’t work. Like at all. Nothing was open at this time. Ugh what were you supposed to do now? You drag yourself out of bed and slug to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. You get your cast off in another week, it was kinda depressing to look at actually. Usually most casts would be decorated with hearts or names and even little messages, but yours was just a plain white. In fact it was starting to get a little gray around the edges. Maybe if you were with your ex he would’ve- the coffee pot loudly beeps interrupting your thoughts, goddd why were you so hung up over him?

You decide to go out for a walk, maybe some fresh air would be good for you, there is actually a really pretty bridge near your house. It overlooked the ocean. It was pretty nice in the morning, known for providing a beautiful view of sunrises and sunsets. You quickly change into a messy outfit, you just throw on some jean shorts and a tank top. You grab a jacket and head out, looking at yourself in the mirror for the first time in a while, you look different. It’s a cleaner look, smoother skin with no bruises or scratches ruining your skin. Your top perfectly showed the little inward curve your waist had, you didn’t have an ‘hourglass body’ but you were happy with what you had. 

Gladly the bridge was a walkable distance from your apartment, you still didn’t have a car. Gosh there were so many things to sort out. You really tried not to think about all of the things you needed to do…not to mention your job, you hoped you hadn’t lost that. All your worries were blown away as soon as you felt the cold breeze hit your hair. You loved the ocean, the idea that so much was hidden in it scared you and intrigued you at the same time. You felt inclined towards it. You continue to stroll down the bridge, the waves crashing against nearby rocks, the sounds of seagulls, it was all beautiful to you. 

Not looking where you’re walking you bump into someone, sending your coffee to spill all over yourself. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry” you stutter out. “No I should be sorry, look at yourself” he replies, it’s a familiar voice almost like Feli- you find yourself looking straight into his eyes. You had tried your very best to not think about him, especially since what happened in the hospital, it was a mistake. Mistake? That didn’t seem like the right word, maybe an accident? You didn’t mean to lunge at Felix after your ex left, but you felt safe with him, warm.

[almalvo]

STAR TREK: ENTERPRISE S4E22 "These Are The Voyages"

Enclosed is my very reception to the Finale. My final words are found at the end of this post.

im shaking im yhelling the title of the episode- oh my god this is their final curtain oh my god RIKER EXCUSE ME YOU CANT JUST DO THAT SIR TNG AAAAAAAA ITS THE LAST TIME ILL HEAR THIS OP NOOOOOOO ITS BEEN A LONG ROAD FUCK TO GET FROM THERE TO HERE I GOT FAITH I GOTTTTT FAAAIIIIIIITHHHHHHHHHHHHHH INTOOOO THEEEEE HEEEEEAAAAAARRRRRRTTTTT TNG ENTERPRISE OH MY GOD SEEING UPDATED GRAPHICAL TNG ENTPERISE OH MY GOD THE LUNCHROOM DEANNAAAAA oh my god i missed riker's smile that fucking SMILE IN HIS EYES THOUGH oh my god these uniforms this TREE of a fucking man oh my god oh my god whip lash between ENT and TNG this hurts me oh my god… this hurts me , how old this makes me impossibly feel its playing with my heart so much oh fuck me im cr;yinggggggggg imi fuckign CRYINGGG and its oknly been like 5 MINUTES into the episode im gonna miss you shran this is so weird to see TNG and ENT uniforms simultanously man this is so ENT grew a little in classic presentational style trek has done literally since TNG but it still feels veryyyy TNG much like how DS9 and VOY all also felt very TNG in film feel

and reminds me of just how far into the past this show took place… archer thinks there will be another enterprise… it wont be the same? no we will remember each and every enterprise. each and every one of them … TUCKER….. NO. YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT TROI. NO WHAT THE FUCK DID YALL DO TO TRIP. NO…. archer is cute? he is hes a big swimming retriever. man something is so sad about this episode - how they are now a virtual museum artifact of the past… t'pol talks and moving and expressing so not vulcan-like proves how much she has changed and grown as a vulcan its so.. wow. she talks so dynamically. trip. trip dont say that… papa shran huh weyoun always and forever… … dont … dont tell me shran goes like this….

ooo nice teamwork with ENT crew and then theres Riker XD SAVE HIM ARCHER GET HIM no… im so nervous im so nervous about the aftermath of the ENT crew… shran being nice is odd XD DATAAAAAAA DAAATTAAAAAAAAAAAA I MISISSSEDDD YOUUU trip is nice tho i wont lie i like this cooking montage but also this is the first time we see the chef… you cant tell me that riker was the … damn chef the whole time ….. why… why did something have to happen to trip….

oh my god trip's desperation to save his captain… his best friend…. god the panic in trip… this long haired villain has a very expressive voice and fitting voice his expressions are so good ….. ………………………. trip…… ………… trip……………. …………………………………….. tucker…………………………………. ………….. tucker please……………….. ….

.. archer's white collar and the braids of his cuffs… phlox's fucking smile. the first of him. and the last of him. HUGGGYYYYYYYYYY GASP A HUGGGGGGG oh my goddd.. stoppp it doesnt make not crying any easier jumpsuit speech… OH M;Y GOD ITS THE STAR TREK TOS THEEMEMEEEE OH M;Y GOD THE ENDING MONOLGOGUEEE THE WAY THEY DID ITTT HO M;;Y GOID THE WAYYYY THEY DID THAT OH M;Y GOD THE THREE ERAS THE VOICES THE THREE ENTERPRISES OH M;Y BKHUGOCDU4EA4U8HG05 JHHP--- -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

The tears just … came. seeing all that it was…. hearing all that it was… the past was greeting us into the future it made for us all to cherish. short as it may have been - for what it gave, and aside from its tragedy, justified or not, for all that is was and all that came after - this was a beautiful ending. I love this series. Star Trek: Enterprise is a beautiful addition to the Star Trek family. out of all the classic star trek series, with TOS at the base, Star Trek: Enterprise has earned its place as my second favourite classic Star Trek series. It has made its mark. And a mark I will not ever forget. Quick as the finale may have been - it left me with implications and feelings of overwhelming love. And when I thought it not possible -

I love Star Trek.

Even more.

And through these yet unending tears I say -

Thank you for what you have given us and for allowing us to follow along on even a part of your legendary unprecedented journey; among the stars; among our most faithful hearts who believe and will take us wherever it takes us - from there to here.

Farewell, Star Trek: Enterprise.

[writeathomee]

I took notes app notes while I was watching the episodes and they're just as unhinged as you would expect. Pls enjoy

Spoilers below~

Episode One

THE RECAP. FIRST TIME SEEING EPISODE TEN RECAPPED

STEARD IN THE FIRST SHOT LMAO

NOT Izzy's last breath calling Stede a twat

I can't

Omg Lai did that fulfil all of your dreams, Izzy dying

That slow run I can't believe this dream sequences

HAHAHA THEM GIVING SWEDE UP SO EASY

Prince Ricky!!!

That silence is so loud

Omg not Ivan dying lmao

Poor fang omg

Jackie helping Swede discover parts of him he'd never known, like the PROSTATW HAHAHA

IZZZZY NO

SUCIIDAL EDWARD! FUCK

Frenchies little head shake HE CARES ABOUT IZZY

IZZY NO!! EDWARD WHY!

Omg Stede left Ricky

She's gonna peg the shit out of the Swede

HE SHOT IZZY,

FANG

DO THE WOODEN BOY VOICE omg jim .

YAAAAASS PIRATE WUEEN!

WHERE IS IZZY!

End credit scene okay okay here we go

Fang's giggling is so wholesome and healing

Episode Two

Run by timber timber??

RUN FROM ME GOOD WIFE PLAYING OVER ED'S SHOT WHILE LOOKING AT THE FUCKING WEDDING TOPPERS ALL SAD! PRINCESS!

Wedding toppers lived a short life

Some place called china lmao

LUCIUS FUCKIGN OMG

Men are so emotional

Lucius LYING

You have impeccable balance

Poor Lucius groaning

Sea witch !!!!

BUTTONS STORYLINE

LMAO what if it's Izzy hiding in the walls now lmao

SECRET PASSAGES

PLS IZZY NO

Jim just cuddling Izzy's leg

s poor Vico they said this was the hardest to film

JIM AND ATCHIE

Oh shit Ed

Omg does pirate queen have a crush on oluwande

Lucius going for Stede's throat

Omg

IZZY MY HEART

HE CALLED HIM EDDIE

I LOVE YOU THE BEST I COUKD? WHAT THE ACTUALY FUCK WHAT IF I HUST KILLED MYSELF INSTEAD OMFG IZZY GIVE ME THAT GUNR N N E

omg he's sending them into a storm

Suicidal Ed baby honey no

Archie and Jim lmaooo

OH MY FUCKING HOD OZZZY ON ONE LEG SAVING THE DAY

OH MY GODDD

FUCKING HELL

Episode Three

I cackled at Stede jumping overboard

Afraid he's unlovable and showing izzy with the gun

Omg hornigold is a ducking hallucination

HOLY SHIT HES STILL ON THE SHIP

IZZY's SINGLE TEAR

Warmth food and orgasms

Omg not pirate queen threatening olu

Oh she was seducing him lmao

STEDE RESCUING THE CREW

Thank you buttons so Pete says

Oh no is pirate queen the new kraken she's gonna hunt olu down

Ed has no business looking so beautiful underwater

Stede thinks he's dead bro??

NOT THE FALLING IN LOVE MONTAGE

Omg mermaid Stede are you fucking serious

OH MY GODDDR

Further thoughts:

Warmth food and orgasms is the new live laugh love

I can't believe izzy and crew are CURRENTLY living with the idea that they killed Ed like???

Wedding cake to Blackbeard is what pizza parties are to managers with overworked employees

[axxolotlqueen]

THE MIRACULOUS MOVIE WAS SHIT. THEY SPENT ALLL THE BUDGET ON ANIMATION AND FORGOT TO GIVE IT A PLOT. OH MY GOD IT WAS TRASH.

Now I'm being harsh here and I know it, but below are some of the very real reasons why this movie absolutely let me down. (Also is this unfair and am I hating on it? Yes. But I cried bc I couldn't watch it this morning because my dog ate my glasses. We literally paid 400 bucks so I could see this movie today. I wasn't even that upset about the glasses I just wanted to see the movie)

Marinette's VA is LITERALLY A SINGER and they chose to have someone who sounds NOTHING LIKE HER sing instead. It sounded like Olivia Rodrigo and I'm not shitting on her but the voices DO NOT MATCH! the singer for chat was immaculate tho. Much better than the Christmas special.

The storyline was so weird. It felt way too fast paced, also, LADYBUG NEVER USED HER LUCKY CHARM ONCE! they only transformed once on screen, and the cataclysm was only used once. AND THE CATACLYSM WAS WET! IT WAS WET AND BUBBLY! WHAT THE HELL!?

Also they tried to make Gabriel seem like a good father. Adrien forgave him in the end. And he doesn't seem like a sentibeing in this movie. Is it true there's gonna be 2 more movies? How? Everything was wrapped up, and the butterfly is WITH FU so it's not like it'll get lost again.

It was such a cheesy movie, which, while expected, still makes the show look like gold. There was barely any angst, and the angst was SO OVERDONE OH MY GODDD..

One thing I did like though is how they portrayed Chloé. They made her meaner, and even more of a bitch, even presumably coming to actually beat up Marinette (or make Sabrina do it most likely). I loved that because it matches more with pre-show Chloé that we learned of in s5e14.

The animation was beautiful, but again, I think they spent all the money on that and forgot to save any for the writing.

Also, HAWKMOTH CAN'T AKUMATIZE HIMSELF UNLESS HE DETRANSFORMS!

ALSO ALSO

Apparently they got rid of the status quoyo, so the damage legit just stays there? Except the ending, where ladybug earns back restoration powers through love and believing in herself. Not to mention chanting ladybug was ripped out of the s4 finale. So all the REALLY BAD DAMAGE was taken care of, but like, THE NOTRE DAME WAS FUCKING DESTROYED AND IT HAD TO BE FIXED BY HAND!

ALSO also also, no such thing as breaking the akumatized object, hawkmoth just deakumatized them when they failed. Also, why the hell is everyone reading the paper?? Bro it's digital now??

I think I would've liked the songs if they'd had Christina, or at LEAST someone that had ANY SEMBLANCE TO HER VOICE AT ALL.

Overall, 11/10 animation, 0/10 story, 6/10 music

[spocks-husband]

I finally made it to season three of Picard, so as I said I would to a very very good friend who happens to be quite important to the creation of this show (🤭) I am gonna live blog the first episode and possibly others! So yeah let's go :3

-i love the ink spots dude this soundtrack goes so hard

-OMG ITS BABYGIRL BEVERLEY

-Shes so cheekbones

-omg she has a gun yasss

-OHH MY GOD NO THEY SHOT BABYGIRL

-erm that phaser rifle is NOT set to stun 🤓☝🏽

-can I ask why this whole opening scene is made up of like two colors--

-OOH NEW TITLE SEQUENCE HELLO??

-i want a painting of the 1701-D in my house :(

-little Bajoran statue on his desk..... That's there specifically for me......

-THE FLUTE OH MY GOD

-i love my beautiful boyfriend Jean-Luc

-omg I know the computer voice she's my favorite person ever 🤭🤭

-THE old uniform omg I'm screaming

-the lighting is giving sub rosa for some reason

-that was very cryptic Beverly are you fucking your grandma's old ghost boyfriend again

-why would she cut them off?? That's. Very odd

-its been two seasons of this already but can I ask why the Romula OH MY GOD SHE KISSED MY BOYFRIEND

-GET OFF HIM YOU FREAK HES MINEEEE

-RAHHH

-sorry I'm normal I promise

-AGGGHHHH WILL IS SO HOT

-The fat ones help 😭😭

-if they make Deanna and Will fight I will LOSE MY SHIT

-i'm so glad will is gonna be actually relevant in this season I missed him sm 😭

-this reminds me of the Orion bar on Nimbus III that you go to for that one mission in Star Trek Online that I can't beat lmao

-does being able to recognize and distinguish different star trek alien scripts make me a nerd ☹️

-SEVEN AND RAFFI BROKE UP????

-broooo

-i wasn't all that attached to them actually it's fine

-why is everyone having a mental breakdown and it's only episode one 💀

-i wanna have my bones crunched by a hot Orion man........ He's so green and beautiful.........

-earth space dock is a lot quieter outside STO lmao

-neo constitution?????

-OMGGGG HI SEVENNN

-making seven use her human name when she pretty explicitly doesn't like that is sooo cute........ I don't trust this new captain.......

-OMG GEORDI'S BABY??????

-NOOOOOO OH MY GODDD I'M LOSING IT

-is geordi not gay. Is that not actually canon. Did I make that up. I think I made that up.

-wathcing Jean-Luc and Will harass each other is my favorite thing so far

-New captain is kinda hot unfortunately ☹️

-Oh god and he's an asshole. That's my type. Oh God. Oh no.

-dude I can't stand this man. But also I need him.

-"bragging rights" will please

-everytime Jean-Luc gets something about modern starfleet wrong and embarrasses himself I contemplate suicide

-DUDE THIS GUY SUCKS

-"ACTUAL OFFICERS"??? DUDEEEE

-fuck this guy actually

-THE EX-BORG COMMENT??? HOLY SHITTTT KILL YOURSELFFF

-nvm he's not hot anymore he was mean to my boyfriend

-raffi needs help dude is she okay 😭

-13 COURT MARIAL LEVEL OFFENSES???? DUDEEE

-Uhhhh what's up with this. Handler thing.

-the warrior comment made me think Klingon but that's probably very very wrong lmao

-AWWW THEY GOT BUNK BEDS!! They're having a sleepover :3

-angry Will is really really hot. Sorry. Sorry. I'll leave.

-seven is so cool I'm losing it

-OH OMG OMG SEVEN COMMITTED MUTINY THATS SO SILLY YESSS

-yeah no I can't stand this guy

-OLD MEN COMMITING CRIMESSS

-The special effects in this show are so bomb I actually don't care what you all are going to say, you have no whimsy and joy

-OH FUCK THAT STARFLEET BUILDING JUST HOLY SHIT NOW ITS COMING OUT OF THE SKY HELLOO????

-Jonathan Frakes has never done anything wrong in his life and I'm obsessed with him

-will stop playing with the cremated remains

-i'm so tired of British people dude

-YEAHHH BEAT HIS ASS WILL aw he's done nvm...

-HER WHAT???? HER HUH????? HELLO????

-oh that ship is totally fine and not terrifying at all

Overall rating, 9/10. Very solid.

[celestianstars]

Finally we get to be a little feral! I was hanging onto every word of this Tara, I have to scream!!

Love that she could get a moment of laughter with how low she’s been feeling lately and I’m lowkey dying at the table’s surprise they didn’t get yelled at when Kino came by!

BUT AHH he’s visiting her cell oh god oh god!

“Manager privilege.” “Never wanted to use it before.”

KINO PLS 🫨 so shook already and I love how it instantly affects her but she also cannot see the desire he has for her too, you weaved in the misinterpretation of actions so well and Kino being who he is as well, the highlight on it being different when he reprimands her, actually having chills!!!

Love love how tight and close it feels between them in her cell, the intensity whew and how it feels different in this moment even though they’ve been physically close and in each other’s faces before, the heat of it alllll

“But you don’t…grab anyone else like you’ve grabbed me.” “I suppose I don’t, do I?”

And her “what? wait. what?!“ moment!!!!

SO GOOD! Yeah bestie that man wants to fuck you! The moment of realization about everything was perfect

Not her saying it out loud on accident I cannot and then absolute whiplash when he tells her

“I didn’t say you could sit.”

Okay so what if i- *pussy explodes* whatever you say sir 🥹🥹🥹

He’s so insane for this 🥵😮‍💨

“But when I grabbed your face and humiliated you in private? You liked that best of all.”

This was one of my favorite lines from this chapter, so beautiful!

You lean into his fingers like a lothcat, seeking more, and he rewards you with a slow drag of his nails.

Oof also that sore spot when they discuss how he had made her feel, I appreciate how it was acknowledged and ohh the detail about how it stings for him to know that she truly thought he hated her, how it makes him unhappy ughhh such a stoic man and your writing does such a good job at making that moment feel so poignant and my goddd his “Never cruelty” line 🥹 love that so much I am on my knees

*Dreamy sigh* when he tells her that if she doesn’t want this at any point she can tell him and reminds her she has a voice and he wants her but only if she wants it too—please you’re making me yearn!!!

The way he said “surrender and devotion” fuckkkk I just really love the intensity of things, how sincere it is too from both of them

Also can I just say how sexy their interaction was too as emotional as it was, I am breathless and so excited to keep reading! Amazing as always, my friend! 💌

I Want You to Show Me Weak

Fandom: Andor

Pairing: Kino Loy/F!Reader

Chapter 5/27 (4k words)

->start at chapter 1<-

<- Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 ->

Summary: You're pretty sure Kino Loy hates you. He screams at you, grabs you, and shoves you against the wall, and it's becoming a problem because, well...it shouldn't fluster you as much as it does.

Warnings: Explicit rating, Smut, Prison, Prison sex, minor non-graphic injuries, Dom/Sub, sexual tension, dirty talk, praise, hair-pulling, light choking, unprotected sex, oral, angst

A/N: You can all have some light smut. As a treat. Work title is from "Poison" by Vaults. Chapter title is from "Bedroom Hymns" by Florence + The Machine . Previous chapter links up above.

AO3 Link

Chapter 5 - Sweating out confessions, the undone and the divine

"Look at those smug assholes at table 3. They're a rack up and they think they're so great, even though there's still two hours left." Taybus throws a large socket wrench down a little too hard and it clatters on the table. Threl straightens up and glares at him.

"I know you're not trying to break shit when there's only two hours left," he scolds.

"If they gave us better tools then we wouldn't have to worry about breaking anything." Taybus pouts as he checks his work.

"They aren't gonna give us better shit, boy." Jevid grunts as he passes Sorrek the hanging drill. "So stop whining about it."

"I'm bored. This shift is taking forever!" He picks the wrench back up to tighten the part he half-assed the first time.

"Are you? We hadn't noticed!" Alis doesn't look up from locking the joint in place opposite you. "What are you in such a hurry for anyway? Got a hot date? Dinner plans? Wanna see how much your mustache has grown since we been in here?"

You can't help but finally crack a smile and you look up to see Alis grin and wink at you.

"I have to take a shit and I already used my second break. If I go back, Kino will kick my ass."

Your face immediately falls at hearing Kino's name, and you hover closer to the table. Alis sighs. He opens his mouth to say something else, but there's the sound of a fist on the table.

"Taybus," Sorrek's voice is stern and angry, "I know things have been tense around here, but this isn't helping."

"They're up one more," Jevid cuts in.

"If you want first place that god-damned badly, then focus on work. That's what will help. What you are doing right now serves no one. So stop it. Now." You look up just in time to see Sorrek give Taybus a thin lipped, angry stare down. Taybus breaks the eye contact first and looks at his feet, dejected. You can't really blame him. It's Sorrek's full disappointed dad voice. Even you feel a little guilty because it's your fault things are so tense in the first place.

"What's gotten into you anyway?" Threl shakes his head.

"His sparring partner isn't up for his shenanigans and he's worried, but doesn't have the emotional capacity to handle it." Alis slaps the top of the part to let Jevid know he's done, and then looks between you and Taybus daring either of you to tell him he's wrong.

"I'm fine," you grumble.

"I am not worried! What's it to me if she's sulking because she got yelled at?"

"Clear!"

You take a step back and glare at Taybus. "Yep, that's me, the giant baby at the table that has never gotten yelled at before. It hurt my delicate womanly feelings."

"Then what the fuck did he do back there? Spank you?" Taybus rolls his eyes, but you feel a wave of hot anger.

"Shut the fuck up, Taybus! Right now." Your usual light tone is missing and everyone, not just Taybus, seems taken aback.

"Hey, sorry, I didn't mean it! I was just trying to make you laugh." He sounds genuine and you know things must be bad if he's actually apologizing. You suddenly feel like an asshole because of course he doesn't know.

"No, I'm sorry." You sigh and look around the table as the next piece clicks into place. "I know I've been miserable to be around. I'm really trying, here. Just...give me time."

Kino walks by at that exact moment, and glances up from his data pad to look over the table. You're the last thing his focus lands on. When his eyes meet yours, there's a flash of something in them. Sadness? Concern? You can't tell, as usual, and you're tired of trying to figure it out. You quickly look away.

"Good work," Kino pats Threl on the shoulder and moves on to the next table.

"Wow, he didn't even yell at us." Any trace of Taybus's humility from being snapped at by the rest of you is already gone. "Being in second place is kind of awesome."

You just grumble, "Give me a lot of time, apparently." The only one that hears you is Alis.

"Want me to shit on his bed for you?" He whispers.

And you can't help it, you howl with laughter. For the first time in too long. It feels nice.

Your table gets second place by less than a rack. You're all a little disappointed you were so close to first, but it's still second place. The mood has been bleak for a while now so you'll happily take the small win. Maybe tomorrow you can actually get first, now that you have a taste for it. Maybe tomorrow you'll start to feel better.

It's that evening, on the heels of your second place victory, that Kino visits you. You're lying in your cell, facing the wall once again, so you don't know he's there at first. Or how long he stands there just watching you. You hope it isn't long so he didn't see the way you hug yourself as you curl your knees to your chest, or hear your little sniffles and world-weary sighs.

"Are you busy?" His voice comes from the doorway of your cell. Your stomach knots and rolls with dread at the sound. It's the first time he's spoken to you since…since The Hallway. With a deep, calming breath, you school your expression into an impassive stare and get up from your cot to stand in the middle of the small room.

"No. I'm not busy," you deadpan. You briefly meet his eyes, but you keep your focus on his shoulder instead. It feels safer that way. He looks the same as he always does, that halfway point between irritable and indifferent, so you're not expecting an apology. Why bother to give yourself that hope?

You expect him to talk to you from the main floor while leaning against your bench. That's what most people do when they chat during freetime. Instead he takes a step directly into your cell. Right before his foot touches the floor, you call out "wait!" and tense with panic, anticipating a shock that never comes, even as he stands before you.

You slowly unclench as you attempt to convince your body it's safe. Then you turn to him, wide eyed in surprise. "How?"

"Manager privilege." He moves to stand in front of you, and he's too close. Not as close as he gets when he's mad, but close enough that you can see every line on his face and darker hair in his beard. The strong angles of his jaw and speckled blue of his eyes. And god, how did you ever look into those eyes and not immediately feel like you're being plunged into water, swept into a wave, and dashed upon rocks? Because this has to be what drowning feels like.

"Oh." You blink at him, trying not to get distracted admiring his worn face, even though you've already failed at it. "I...didn't know you had that as a perk."

He shrugs and says gruffly, "Never wanted to use it before."

You're disgusted by the small thrill in your chest, both at his words and his presence.

"I'm going to guess you would like to talk, then." You want to sound flippant, but can't keep the ache and curiosity out of your voice. You also wrack your brain trying to think of anything you could have done during your shift that could be construed as worthy of a conversation, and nothing comes to mind. You've been very careful.

"You did well today." He takes a step closer. Now he's so impossibly close. You could lift your hand and touch his chest to feel the steady rhythm of his heart if you wanted to. And with dismay you know that you do want to. "In fact, you've been doing well for a while now."

You blink at him again. "What?"

"I thought you deserved to know that I've noticed." He leans in and lowers his voice to that gravelly half whisper. "And it made me realize that I've been so focused on punishment, I haven't given any consideration to how I might reward you."

You jump back like you've been slapped and your legs bang against the raised platform of your bed. Reward? Is he mocking you? Whatever this is, it's cruel and you've officially had enough. You don't deserve this.

"What is this?" Your voice is stern and outraged, and he looks taken aback by your tone and your reaction. "I know you hate me, but I guess I don't understand what the angle is here. To hurt me? To break me?" At that the creases on his forehead deepen in confusion. "If so, mission accomplished."

"I don't hate you." He frowns.

You give a bitter laugh. "Yes you do. You yell at me all the time." You lift your chin in challenge, daring him to refute it. You want to say more, to throw the rest of it in his face, but you don't trust yourself to not start sobbing or screaming or to push him out of your cell.

"I have to keep order on the floor. If I don't, they fry all of us as punishment. I yell at anyone that's disruptive. You just happen to have been particularly disruptive lately," he says, as if that should be obvious. As if he doesn't understand why he has to say it out loud.

You lean back, trying to create space between you to process that. And he's right. You have seen him yell at other people before. It's different with you, though. You know it is. "But you don't…grab anyone else like you've grabbed me."

His eyes flicker to your lips when you mention grabbing you and you watch a brief glimmer of heat appear on his face. If you hadn't been watching him so closely, you would have missed it.

"I suppose I don't, do I?"

What?

Wait.

What?!

Your heart pounds alarmingly against your ribcage, then, because that small action brings you a moment of absolute clarity:

"They aren't allowed to bother you." Every thing he's said to you. "Says me." Every piece you've been missing. "I know what she needs." Every double meaning of conversations you weren't privy to. "Are you going to behave?" Every damn shred of context. His nose brushing against yours as he holds you against the wall. It all slots into place in your mind, like stepping back from a puzzle to view a full picture. You see. Finally. He doesn't hate you.

Kino Loy wants to fuck you.

You have to sit down.

It's only after you sit that you realize you said that out loud. He's standing in front of you, waiting patiently.

"I didn't say you could sit."

And, oh God. You've just realized what this is. What you've been doing this whole time.

"Fuck," you swear under your breath. You know at that moment you have a choice to make. You can stay sitting and walk away. You can end this and heal and move on with time. You can try to resume what little semblance of a life you had in here. Or you can stand up.

You also know this isn't even a choice for you. There was only ever one outcome when it came to him.

You stand back up so you're face to face with him. He smiles at you, and it is triumphant and ruthless. He's been waiting for this.

Then he lessens the gap between you, but doesn't close it. His mouth hovers near yours, and though it's something he's done before, it is an entirely new and intoxicating sensation now that you realize what it fucking meant. That he enjoys it just as much as you do. That he's into it. A shiver travels down your spine from your neck to your tailbone, and overflows deliciously to your core.

"Stop me if at any point I'm wrong," he growls. "The first time I grabbed you, you liked it." You take a quivering breath, but don't say anything. "When I pushed you against the window you liked it even more." Your tongue darts out to unconsciously lick your lips as you remember just how close he had gotten and how you thought he might kiss you. His own lip curls into a gratified smile at your continued silence. "But when I grabbed your face and humiliated you in private? You liked that best of all."

You swallow hard because despite how much it hurt you emotionally, physically you fucking loved it. "You know I did."

"I wanted to hear you say it." His mouth ghosts against yours, a phantom of a kiss.

"Were you pushing me to see how far you could take it before I would break?"

"Not break," his voice rumbles, "surrender."

You shiver at the word. At the implication of the word. "If I didn't figure it out and continued to sulk, what then? What was next?"

"Do you really want to know, or do you want me to save it?" He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, and you have to fight to remain upright and focused.

"Would it be my reward for behaving?" You're panting now and your entire body feels like an overstimulated, exposed nerve.

He gives you a smug, hungry gaze. "I told you I realized you don't respond to yelling."

You whimper and desperately want to press against him, to bring your bodies flush together, to touch him, but you stay where you are. You behave. "Save it."

"Does that mean you want this?" He lets the very tip of his nose brush your cheek.

"Yes," you gasp.

"Say it."

"I want this, Kino." You quickly bite your lip to stifle a moan. "Fuck, have I wanted this."

"I thought you may have. Now do me a favor and be very quiet for me." He shifts on his feet to further block the view from the other cells.

You give him a dazed look and manage to get out "what?" before his hand is running through your hair and he's massaging your scalp. It feels remarkable because it's touch, but more specifically it's his touch. You lean into his fingers like a lothcat, seeking more, and he rewards you with a slow drag of his nails. Some of the tension you had been holding on to for weeks at this point starts to melt away.

Just when you're ready to smile lazily up at him, his hand tightens around a large fistful of your hair. Then he wrenches your head back, exposing your neck to him. You start to cry out, but the sound dies almost immediately when you remember what he said to you.

"Very good," he purrs in your ear before moving to breathe against your now vulnerable throat. "You don't want to draw attention to this, do you?"

"No," you whimper.

"I don't think your table would appreciate it, would they? What would they think of you if they saw you whining and eager for this?" He lightly drags his scruffy cheek along your sensitive skin.

You feel a surge of arousal in response, which causes you to redden in shame. They can never know about this. About him, yes, but never this. This is yours. He tilts his head until his lips graze your neck as he talks.

"If they knew how wet you are right now, just from my hand in your hair?" He squeezes his fist to emphasize his point and you gasp. "Because you are, aren't you?"

"Yes," you choke out.

"Are you going to touch yourself later and think about me?" You swallow down the groan that nearly escapes your mouth. The tip of his nose traces your jawline and you feel your knees go weak, but he holds you steady. His hand is an anchor while you stand there in your cell, the backs of your knees against your bed.

"I will," you arch against him, breathless. "I do." He pauses, fighting to maintain control of himself after your admission. Feeling bold you add, "Do you want to know what I think about?"

There is a twitch of his lips against your throat, then he slowly resumes the near touch of his exploration. "Tell me," he sounds more unbalanced than before.

"I think about you fucking me in that hallway with your hand still on my jaw and my throat." He grunts and rests his forehead against your cheek for a moment.

"Fuck," he pants. "You don't make this easy for me, do you?"

"No," you whisper back, "I intend to make it very hard."

He wrenches on your hair again and you're expecting it, but the sting still causes a swell of pleasure between your legs.

"I'm going to have to come up with something to keep your mouth occupied, aren't I?" You gasp and lick your lips. "I take it you like that idea."

"Yes," you moan as quietly as you can.

"Are you going to think about it later with your hands down the front of your pants?" He runs his rough, fuzzy cheek against your neck again, but harder this time so that it burns.

"Yes, Kino." You're so lost in sensation that your words are almost inaudible.

"Do you think about anyone else when you touch yourself?"

"No," you hiss, "only you." You vow it with such ferocity that you almost don't recognize your own voice.

He hums in approval and rewards you with firm, open mouthed kisses below your ear. They trail down your neck and his tongue laps hungrily at your skin. Just when you've adjusted to the feeling enough to stop squirming, he nips at your throat and your eyes close in rapture. In that moment, everything you know and everything you are is bliss.

"You did so well," he praises. His fingers immediately relax in your hair, and he's tenderly massaging your scalp and hovering before you once more. Your muscles are weak, there's a dampness between your legs, and you crave more.

You also know he's not going to give it to you. You're going to have to work for every touch. For now, reward is caress. It's a kiss. Soon it will be stroking and touching until he finally fucks you. Punishment is humiliation and none of that. And god, do you want him to reward you.

"Thank you." You turn your head so you can nuzzle your face against his arm.

"You understand now?"

"I do," you sigh.

"And you still want this?"

"I want this," you insist.

"If at any point you don't, you tell me. Because you are not powerless here. I want your surrender and your devotion, but only if you give them to me. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Kino." The word devotion sets your mind and nerves alight, makes you ache and tingle. You look into his eyes so he knows you mean it. They're so wide and blue and beautiful. It's almost as if you can see the sky again. He fills you with such warmth that you want to bask in front of him like he's the sun.

He softens and his other hand delicately cups your jaw, which is so different from the last time his hand was on your jaw. You're nearly overwhelmed by all of the affection he's giving you after feeling nothing but misery for too long. "I'm sorry you didn't before. That was my fault. I really thought you did because the way you came undone in my hands…" he takes a shaky breath, "but I should have made sure. That will never happen again."

Then he kisses you—truly kisses you. Lightly at first, adjusting to the touch of your lips and how you slot together, which sets your mind reeling and draws another whine from your throat. And that would have been enough because Kino is kissing you and you're allowed to finally wrap your arms around him. To touch him. To feel his hands gripping your waist and running a long your hips. It would have been everything, but when you moan against him, he deepens it, tasting you and letting his tongue slide against yours.

It isn't reward or punishment. It's just him, and it's an apology. One you know you deserve. You want to lose yourself in it, to never stop kissing him and letting your hands roam over his back and shoulders, but too soon he pulls away. When he looks at you, his lips are red and kiss swollen against the grey of his beard. You can't help but groan at the sight. To wonder what he looks like further wrecked.

"Do you…?" You trail off, suddenly shy. Which is silly, you think, considering what just transpired between you. But there's still a part of you that hasn't accepted he doesn't hate you. That needs to absorb this.

"Do I what?" There's an amused look on his face.

He doesn't hate you, you tell yourself. He knows. He knows and he wants you.

"Do you touch yourself and think about me?" You whisper.

"Every night." He growls and presses your foreheads together.

"When?" You sigh into the touch. "How long?"

"The first time I grabbed you and just held you there. I had intended to yell at you, but god, you were trembling and writhing, and making this little noise in your throat. Every thought I had then was gone. I just stared at you, thinking about what other sounds I could coax out of you."

"Oh," you gasp because he could have fooled you. Did, in fact. He was so stoic. "I didn't realize what it did to me at the time. Was I that obvious?" You cringe thinking about how it must have looked to everyone else.

"It was to me." His voice is a husky rasp.

"Good." You can feel another surge of arousal between your legs.

"Unfortunately, I should go now. It's getting late and it will be a hot floor soon. Everyone at your table will be returning to their cells any minute." He sounds regretful, at least.

"Okay." You sag a little in disappointment and look down at the floor because you just got this and you don't want to let it go yet.

"Hey." He places a finger under your chin so that you are forced to look him in the eye. "Continue to behave. I'm always watching." He gives you a hungry smile. "And I can come back tomorrow."

You nod, your disappointment fading away at the promise of more. "You know I will."

Before he leaves your cell, he pauses and looks at you over his shoulder. "You really thought I hated you?"

"Yes." You say without hesitation.

"What did you think was happening then?"

"That you knew how I reacted and how I felt, and you were humiliating me out of cruelty. To get me to listen." He flinches and you know it hurts him to hear, but you aren't trying to cause him pain. It's simply a truth that had hurt you to go through. You don't want anything left unsaid.

He looks at you with an expression of profound conviction, one so open and sincere that you could never doubt it for a moment. "Never cruelty."

It's breathtaking, and you wonder why he scowls at all. You give him a nod because now you believe him. Now you know the truth. Satisfied, he exits your cell.

Later that night, you do exactly as promised. You slip your hand into the waistband of your pants when everyone else is asleep, wondering if he's down the hall doing the same. You think about his hand clamped around your jaw and twisted in your hair. Think about him pressing you into the wall, his lips on yours, the feel of his tongue. What would have happened if no one else had been looking? Would he have taken you against the window? Pushed you to your knees? You think about supplicating yourself before him and showing him just how devoted you can be.

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Hope you don't mind me asking this back to you; top 5 sekai commissions

hihihi sorry I took a hot minute to respond! I had to think on this for a while. I'm also going to do my top 10!

10. Niccori Survey Theme - Wonderlands x Showtime

Yeah. It's SUCH a catchy song. It makes me happy! It makes me bounce in my seat! I get it stuck in my head all the time which is hardly a bad thing.

9. 1 - Leo/Need

I'm usually not a huge Leo/Need fan, but 1 is probably my favorite song from the group! Everyone's vocals here are just beautiful, especially Shiho (but she always slays so are we really surprised?) And the melody is really addicting. Luka also sounds amazing with Leo/Need! My one gripe with this song is Ichika having so many solos despite it supposedly being a Shiho center song, but it's Leo/Need. What are you gonna do.

8. Kuyamu to Kaite Mirai - Nightcord at 25:00

This song has a special place in my heart. N25 was the first unit that I finished the main story for, so it this was the first time I heard a song that SEKAI manifested, and it was such a cool moment. It's a beautiful song that I can relate to a lot.

7. Moonlight - Vivid Bad Squad

I remember waiting sooo long to finally get a Meiko VBS song and it did not disappoint!! It's a bop all the way through. Meiko sounds so great in this; I especially love the use of her higher register in the chorus. Also it's an Akito center and I love the little orange guy.

6. Tenshi no Clover - More More Jump!

This song goes so hard for some reason, and I love it. I love the melody in this song so much and I'm always a slut for electric guitar. Rin also sounds really good with MMJ. Idk I don't have much to say about this, too busy headbanging to come up with coherent thoughts.

5. IDSMILE - Nightcord at 25:00

So much to love in this song, where do I even start... The instrumentals kinda give me retro game vibes somehow, even though there's very limited 8-bit instrumentals. OH it reminds me of those flash dress-up games from like 2008!! So many sparkly sounds. Everyone sounds so wonderful in this song too! Meiko doesn't get much spotlight, but she absolutely kills it regardless. Maybe they didn't give her as many lines because they had to nerf her somehow. Also another #relatable #moment with the lyrics

4. Kanadatomosusora - Nightcord at 25:00

This song is SOOO GORGEOUS oh my goddd..... Luka was the perfect choice for this song. Once again everyone's vocals are absolutely stellar. I have to give a shoutout to Ena's VA for ABSOLUTELY SLAYING bc she sounds so gooood I can't get over it. Kanade and Mafuyu also have so much emotion in their voices. I want to inject this song directly into my veins

3. Cinema - Vivid Bad Squad

Oh boy another Akito center is anybody surprised!! I love. every. aspect. of this song it's unreal. The instrumental is so much fun to listen to! The running paino notes are so bouncy and fun. Everyone's vocals are amazing in this song, especially An and Kohane for hitting those high notes!! I relate to the lyrics perhaps a concerning amount, but I did love reading the lyrics bc it was like oh! The song gets it! My only complaint is Kaito... He just doesn't sound fantastic in this song, which is fine! But if it were up to me. I would have used a different vocaloid fhdkgkg

2. Ice Drop - More More Jump!

I don't know what aqu3ra put in this song but it has to be crack. This song it so catchy and addicting! Len works surprisingly well with MMJ. Also, Haruka Kiritani. My queen. She sounds so beautiful, as always. The key change snatches my wig every time.

1. Rad Dogs - Vivid Bad Squad

This song is like drugs to me. I don't know what genre this is, but I need more of it. The classical elements mixed with hip hop?? Top tier. Every second of this song makes me feral. THE VOCALS. I want this song played at my funeral. I don't know what half the instruments used are called and that is the only thing stopping me from going on an unhinged rant about how good it is.