#which is something i am ashamed of 😭

[cup-ah-jho]

Me, starting my playthrough of Jack Jeanne: Okay, I KNOW the Tokyo Ghoul mangaka worked on this, but this is still an otome game so like…how good will it actually be?

Me, after finishing one route: Sui Ishida, you madman, how did you do this???

[crystallizsch]

In response to ur post abt bunny outfits for scarabia... i have this one art thats been haunting me

https://mmm0rkgk.tumblr.com/post/710271705174638592/%E6%8F%8F%E3%81%84%E3%81%9F%E3%81%91%E3%81%A9%E6%94%BE%E7%BD%AE%E3%81%97%E3%81%A6%E3%81%9F%E7%B5%B5%E4%BE%9B%E9%A4%8A

ANON HI HELLO WHAT AHHH AFHLKDSFLDSK I'VE. SEEN THAT BEFORE.

SIR? JAMIL??????

SIRRRR???? SERVING????

IN THAT OUTFIT????

HRSKJFDKSFNADMSNFDJSL ??????

AGHHH I THINK THAT'S ALSO WHERE I GOT BUNNY OUTFIT IDEA FROM WHY MUST YOU MAKE ME REMEMBER IT AGAINNNN (you would THINK that me spawning that post i'd remember the fanarts i’ve seen of jamil in a similar outfit but i DIDNT - )

OUGHGDKJSFALD MY BRAIN IS TRYING ITS BEST TO ROTATE ALL THIS JAM CONTENT THERE IS SIMPLY NO MORE SPACE THE UFCKING LAUNDRY MACHINE IS FULL TO BURSTING --

HELP ME

[thebearer]

please please please need a part two of the fight blurb 😭 what happens next 😭😭😭

should i make it into a full fic omg?? maybe?? lol

but on the real, i think that he would have to take a leave from the restaurant, which truthfully, everyone needed. this is just what broke him. the one time he actually tries to deal with his shit and not just blow up, get embarrassed, try to make it up, and repeat the cycle with no real change. i mean, you took his babies? anchovy and teddy. you're not returning his calls. richie, fak, and sweeps are alternating wellness check watches because they're terrified he's going to hurt himself, especially after the way he spiraled when he found your wedding ring.

he knows where you're at. he managed to become technologically savvy all of a sudden and figured out how to see your location, that you shared with him when you first started dating. fak wouldn't let him take his car. richie had put him on a full blown "psych ward type shit" lockdown until he "got his shit together, cousin".

"richie said-"

"-richie's a fuckin' moron, give me my fucking keys, fak!"

"carmen," fak frowns. "i-i can't."

so carmen walked. he walked to sugar and pete's house. nearly an hour walk through chicago. smoking so much he felt sick.

pete answered the door, face falling as soon as he saw carmen.

"carm, h-hey, man-"

"-where is she?" carmen wasn't interested on any sort of small talk, tunnel visioned to get to you.

"uh, i-i don't-"

"-pete, i really don't want you to fuck with me right now, alright." carmen took a deep breath, throat burning with tears. "i need to see- i-i need to see her pete." he couldn't bring himself to even say your name.

a tiny meow came from behind pete, anchovy skippering towards carmen with bright eyes, tail raised. it made carmen's jaw clench, tears blurring his vision. he knew you had to be close by. looking at the time, you were probably feeding teddy, maybe putting her down for a nap. he should have been more considerate, came later in the day, carmen thought.

pete looked at the cat, down the hall, then back at carmen. "carm..." pete hesitated, gripping the door, letting it shut gently, shielding something behind him. "you know i can't."

"what the fuck? pete that's- just let me in." anger surged through carmen's chest, trying to swallow it down. all he'd been was angry. angry and sick and distraught, a never ending cycle for weeks, just amplified by your leaving.

"you want to get her back? quit actin' like a goddam baby." richie sneered one night, just days ago, when carmen was especially awful and mean. "quit actin' like this isn't your fuckin' fault. like you didn't do this to yourself. take some fuckin' accountability, grow the fuck up, and get your motherfuckin' shit together. and maybe-maybe you'll get your family back."

carmen turned, running a hand over his face, trying to calm himself. keep himself from crying, from screaming, from pushing pete down and running back there so he could see you himself- throw himself at your feet and beg for forgiveness.

"pete, please? please?" carmen's voice wobbled, breaking gently. "please l-let me talk to her. just let me- let me tell her i'm sorry. don't-"

"-carmen?" sugar's voice came from behind pete. her face dropped, different than pete's, her's was angry. "what the fuck are you doing here?"

"why do you think i'm here, natalie? huh?-"

"-oh, you've got a lot of fucking nerve showing up here." natalie sneered, pulling the door open and stepping out. "pete, go inside."

"nat-"

"-i got it." natalie hissed, eyes narrowing at carmen. she waited until pete left, shaking her head at him. "you should be fucking ashamed-"

"-i am-"

"-mortified." sugar continued. "do you know what i came home to the other night? i came home to pete taking care of your baby because your wife came here sobbing- sobbing, because you screamed at her? what the fuck is wrong with you? huh?"

"i don't know." carmen's voice was tight, fighting a tremble. "i-i don't fuckin' know. i didn't- i-i didn't mean-" a tear fell, the final crack in his demeanor. carmen wasn't sure how he had tears left, how he could sob anymore. yet here he was, on his sister's porch, tears flowing again.

sugar didn't comfort him, didn't move, just watched him through glaring eyes. "please let me s-see her. let me se-ee teddy, sugar, don't-don't keep my kid from me-"

"-i'm not keeping your kid from you." sugar snapped. "i didn't take teddy away. you know who did? you. you did carmen."

carmen flinched, he knew it was true but it still stung. "i know you don't remember dad very well, but you're acting just like him." sugar sneered.

"and before you try and come up with an excuse-"

"-i-i'm not-"

"-i want you to know, that every day. every single fucking day, there's days i want to drink myself to sleep. that mj or maggie make me want to pull my hair out and scream, or pete does something that infuriates me, but you know what i don't do?" sugar stepped towards carmen, arms still crosses. "i don't yell at them, i don't drink myself incoherent, i don't fucking act like mom or dad because i know how that felt." sugar jabbed a finger in her chest, eyes holding carmen's gaze intensely.

"i know how that fucked me up, i know how it fucked them up, how it fucked you and mikey up too- how it fucked everything in our fucking life up!" natalie laughed humorlessly. "and the last thing, the very last thing i would want, is to do that to pete, to my kids, to anyone."

carmen felt sick and yet eerily calm all at once. his chest was tight, he was sure he couldn't breathe, but he couldn't stop listening. a damning realization- a shameful one.

"you need to make up your mind, right here, right now, before you see anyone else." natalie stepped back towards the door. "you need to decide if you're going to continue to be a selfish piece of shit, or if you're going to change. and i can tell you, change is uncomfortable- it's not easy. you have to fight for it every single day. but i would rather do that than not have my family."

she looked down at carmen, twisting the knob. "you decide that, then maybe- maybe you can see them." carmen flinched at the door slamming behind her, not moving from his place on the porch, head in his hands.

fak showed up nearly an hour later, wide eyed and rambling about "how the fuck did you just leave? i was playing ball buster and-and then you're gone-"

carmen ignores him, sliding into the car slowly. "carmen?"

"you uh," carmen's voice is hoarse, staring straight ahead. "you said that, uh, that richie's got.... got someone for me to talk to?"

fak blinks, nodding slowly. "the therapist? yeah-"

"-take me there." carmen looks over at sugar's house. he isn't sure if it's his imagination or not, but for a moment he swears he can see you, peeking through the blinds.

"a-are you ok?" fak is worried, a little rattled at the sudden change. especially since carmen had been so adamant about not seeing "your stupid fuckin' therapist, richie, clearly she's no fuckin' good because look at you! you're still fucked up!" carmen's enraged words from days ago.

"no," carmen admits, throat swelling with a growing lump. "but, uh, i-i wanna be." he admits quietly, looking over at fak. "i gotta get my shit together, fak. i-i gotta be better for them."

fak doesn't deny it, doesn't console him. just goes quiet with a nod, driving away. carmen watches sugar's house disappear in the rearview, his heart aching, breaking, but he knows natalie is right. he knows he'll be back once he's better, that he has to be better. for teddy. for you. for your family.

[pupyuj]

[cw: g!p yujin (nobody’s surprised), puppy hybrid!yujin, puppy kink (duh), breeding, masturbation, praise kink, anal, oral fixation, breeding kink]

look at these pics and tell me she isn’t the most puppy idol ever 🤨🤨 i am going back to half of my roots and writing about pup hybrid yuj to get a momentum going 🤩💕 and the other half the roots in question⁉️ look at my pfp. MAYBE WE’LL GET JOCK!YUJ AFTER??? WINK WONK 😍🥰❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

yujinnie being your helpless whelp of a roommate who turns out to be a pup who has conveniently gone into a rut when you got home ☺️☺️

the moment you entered your shared apartment and didn’t find yujin snacking on some cereal while binge-watching some random show on the tv, you knew something was up! it was rare for her to not be waiting for you when you happened to be away—you have grown close over the years after all, it was only natural for her to be so clingy towards you 🥺 even when you called out to her, she didn’t come running! you figured she must be in the shower, which was a shame considering you had bought her favourite food and intended to share it with her over wine and a 90s romcom movie 😣😣 and you even got matching sweaters for the two of you! no matter tho you were just going to leave that gift on her bed and invite her over to the dining table after she’s finished… until you figured out that she wasn’t in the shower at all 🫣

with her door being haphazardly half-open and yujin herself being so loud that you can hear her from on top of the stairs even though her room was at the end of the hallway… yeah, you didn’t have to guess what the fuck she was doing in there! 🤭 ugh as perverted it was, you couldn’t help but be curious! hell, it wasn’t everyday you see this side of yujin… so why not take advantage of it?! and so you peek through the small crack her door had offered and there your roommate was… grinding on her pillow so desperately with her puppy ears and tail—how cute!

wait a minute… ears and tail? unfortunately you didn’t have much time to process that no, your roommate did not stop by a sex toy shop to buy fake puppy ears and a tail butt plug and that she is an actual puppy bcs yujin could smell your scent from a mile away! 😭 her mind was just so clouded that she couldn’t stop herself before she got caught :(( yujin, looking at you so shocked but all of that was quickly replaced with lust bcs she needed your help‼️‼️ there was no time for explanation nor to feel ashamed or anything of the sort—she needed to breed. breed you, specifically.

and oh! she was so pitiful ☹️☹️ looking at you with teary eyes and the cutest pout ever while she pleads 🥺 “(y/n), p-please…! i need help. j-just this once, i p-promise…” aww… there was no way you could say no to that face! and she was so nice about it too, it was practically impossible to turn away! ugh seeing her tail wag as you approached her melted your heart… but you found yourself rather surprised to see a wet little spot on her short, as well as her rock-hard bulge poking out 🫣 yujinnie being so adorable with her red cheeks as she tries to hide the fact that she was so horny even just a little bit.. but then you climbed onto the bed and sat across from her, all the more ready to give her what she wants and there she sat, so desperate to just have you ride her already but yujinnie knew she had to be patient! bad pups get punished after all!

“let me see it, yuj-ah,” you said as you tugged on the waistband of her shorts, looking at yujin in such a way that had her folding and obeying you immediately 🥺🥺 yujinnie eagerly slipping out of her shorts and underwear, revealing her cock, already so wet with precum you could practically take her without any lube! and it didn’t look like she intended to use any precautions bcs she just pulls on your shirt and purses her lips at you 🥺 “hm?” ofc you’d act all clueless just to tease her 🤭🤭 you ignored yujinnie’s whining and just went ahead and took her cock in your hand,, and suddenly, yujin just opted to sit back and not rush into anything! ☺️

“i knew you were big but fuck… i can barely close my hand around this,” you said as you slowly jerked her off, eyes boring into yujin’s soul while the pup helplessly moans into the air. and is she… yup, she’s drooling‼️ “you must’ve wanted this a long time, huh? poor girl… you should’ve said something! i wouldn’t have taken so long to go home if you just told me you needed to use me…” grabbing her chin and wiping the drool off with your thumb only for you to shove it inside her mouth, and yujinnie eagerly sucked on it!! “you really are like a puppy, huh?” you’d asked all amused while yujin made a mess on your hand.. she really can’t help it! :((

oh she just looked so cute with her little puppy ears that you had to grab her face with both hands and kiss her! as much as yujin loved the way your lips taste, she has to cum inside you before she goes insane‼️‼️ her pulling you to her lap, squeezing your ass and whining as you grinded on her 🫣 what you didn’t expect was yujin laying you down and mounting over you, practically ripping your shorts and panties off 🤭 still though, yujinnie would still have the time to admire your cunt.. licking her lips and getting impossibly harder at the thought of breeding you full of her pups 🫣🫣 but then she gets the genius idea of grabbing your waist and turning you over.. not even giving you a heads up before she inserts her throbbing cock inside you… her moaning so loudly at how good it feels and how your tight hole completely sucked her cock in 😣

ugh god she was so big that it would take a while until she was completely inside you… feeling so full that you can barely comprehend what was happening but yujin helped with that!! her thrusts being so overwhelming—deep and fast—that you had to try and get her under control :(( from what you could see (which wasn’t a lot), yujinnie had completely let her lust take over that she was hurting you in more ways than one 😣 her nails deep enough in your hips to draw blood, her other hand pinning one of your wrists down on the mattress so you could barely move.. grip so tight you thought she was going to break you 😓 “slow.. slow down…! yujin—it hurts…!” and thank goodness she hears your pleas! ofc yujinnie does what you asked of her.. even leaning down to your ear and apologizing 🥺

now it was sweeter! ☺️ her thrusts were just as deep but they were slower.. a lot more gentle bcs ykw yujinnie wants you to feel good too! and she knew she was doing something right when you started meeting her thrusts.. “go on, yujin-ah.. faster.” ah, that’s what she was waiting for! yujin making sure that you feel every inch of her cock, thrusting as deep as she can.. your moans were music to her ears—she has to hear more!

“a-ah… ah! good… good dog,” your praises only encourage yujin to do better 🥺🥺 bcs all puppy girls want to be is be good to their owner 🫣 and aww, you’d find her hugging you and burying her face on the crook of your neck as she fucked you, finding it a bit overwhelming to feel so good… reaching behind and patting the back of her head, letting her know that she’ll be okay and that she’s doing so well! “mmh… y-you gonna cum inside me, puppy? hm?” all you heard for a response was a moan.. cute, but no good 🤭

grabbing a fistful of her hair and tugging on it slightly, making her meet your eyes from the mirror she had across the bed, “words.”

yujin, terrified of messing up, of course nods eagerly. “y-yes! yes.. i’ll—fuck..!—i’ll cum inside you… i will..” that was the plan anyway 🫣💕

“of course you will. good girl.”

firm believer that puppy!yujin doesn’t simmer down so easily 🤭🤭 even when she has filled your hole full of her seed, she wouldn’t get enough! so expect to be spun around again, this time she’s fucking you while facing her… so she can see your pretty face while she abuses your cunt and fills you up again… yujin becoming sensitive everywhere while she’s in this state :(( you’d reach out and touch her tits while she’s above you and she’d whine so loudly :((( she’s so adorable trying to gain control over you but she was so in over her head that she melts every time you do anything, even though she was the one doing the fucking…

ah, and you’d definitely wake up to yujin laying on top of you, somehow sucking on your nipples as she slept peacefully with her puppy ears laying flat on her head so adorably… but she would definitely get hard as soon as she opens her eyes, all the more ready to be a good pup again 💓💓

[ruruvxz]

Can you write like a really really loser minji with like uhh a teasing playful and mean flirting fem! reader basically like a baddie reader 😭😭😭 idk how to explain it man so the thing is I saw this dynamic thing like minji is the taller one but gets teased Reader is the shorter but teases minji!! Just some fluff no angst please 😔

“Apple Cider”

Nerd!Kim Minji x Mean!Reader

↳ synopsis: After being kicked out of a house party you found yourself wondering the streets with a pounding headache. It wasn’t all that bad when you suddenly came across a taller woman, and not letting this opportunity through your hands, you ask to get her a drink.

↳ cw: mentions on intoxication, drunken kiss, prudish reader, mentions of language, reader is an ex-f1 racer, pure fluff

↳ wc: 3k

a/n: I kinda wrote this as a prologue of “10:36” but don’t worry it’s all pure fluff and this is basically how you met Minji… anywayssss it was really difficult to write this as I kept having to redo it since I didn’t like all my other proofreads (and the fact I’m a tall girl myself…)

Stumbling over a traffic cone, your head thumped and pounded as you were suffering a major migraine, which added to your irritation as you were leaving the worst party of your life. Everything was beginning normally, you came early as usual to lend a helping hand to one of your mutual friends, watching the people pool into the cramped apartment. How everyone's shoulders collided as you all tried to fit into this tiny apartment made you more irritable. 

It wasn't until someone poured a drink onto your already drunk state and began to berate you, that you finally took your leave. You bit your tongue, you didn't want to start anything so you swung your f1 academy jacket over your drenched shirt to cover the bright stain plastered all over and took your leave. Everything was so disorienting, walking through the crowded streets, you found yourself stumbling across the business district. You loathed this part because it reminded you of your impending doom of being a corpse slave, but at this point, you were too drunk to care.

All that lugging around trying to find a place to camp out wasn't making anything any better, your only saving grace was hauling your way to the nearest 7-Eleven. Thank the stars that you managed to wobble your way inside and pick up 2 bottles of apple cider, a drink you commonly drank to force your way back to sobriety. As you checked out your items you made yourself comfortable on a concrete diver and chugged the first drink down.

It was extremely sour, so you pushed yourself only to take small sips, whilst admiring the stars above you. A little ashamed that you got kicked out of a party so early on, usually leaving by 3 am, but it was only 9 pm. That was beside the point, as you felt your head stop thumping less and less, and finally, your headache dissolved completely. Sighing in relief, you looked at the spare bottle wondering how much of a waste of money it was to buy 2. Before you could return the bottle for some reward points or something along those lines, your ears picked up a large "Oomf".

Your eyes darted towards the noise as you saw a beautifully dressed woman, trip over a traffic cone, similarly to you. She was stunning, her long black hair falling softly onto her face, and with her tall stature, everything about her was so breathtaking. You even took notice of the dark eye-bags circulating under her gorgeous black eyes, she looked so fatigued it even made your partially sober state worry for her. You thought nothing more of her before she tripped once more dropping her glasses right in front of you.

Picking them up worriedly, you walked over to her and reached your hand up to pick her up. She looked up at you wide-eyed as you dragged her bag up, she immediately started apologizing as you handed her the glasses. Not realizing how tall her stature was until you stood right in front of her. As you examined her face closer as she pushed the glasses up from the bridge of her nose, she couldn't help but blush. You chuckle at her reaction a bit before speaking up.

"Are you alright? I just saw you trip on air right now..." You joked as the woman looked even more sorrowful, the idea of someone as dazzling as you watching her make a fool out of herself was humiliating. She grabbed her hand and rubbed her nape as you continued to laugh at her little accident, finally letting it all out she spoke up.

"I'm sorry. it's just I was so tired I couldn't see where I was going." She responded continuing to run the back of her neck while looking down at your smiling face. She wasn't lying though, after a long 3-hour seminar about economic ethics, she was beyond exhausted, especially since this was being taken out of her weekend.

"Maybe it's true, tall people don't have balance." You laughed at her, a part of you still a little drunken as you giggled at her antics before speaking up once more. "I've got some spare apple... drink, I uh, drink it if I want to energize myself— here take it, it's not like I was gonna drink it anyways." You insisted as you handed her the drink forcefully, her response being to weakly snatch it from your hands.

The drink was still cold and she had no problem drinking it, especially since a strikingly young woman, probably the same as her, was offering it to her. Usually, if it was anyone else the black-haired woman would've meekly declined their offer and moved on with her day, but you were different somehow.

As she cracked the cap off, she took a huge swig before coughing out from the sour taste, her eyes bugging out differently that tasted from her expectation. She looked at the bottle's wrapping as it neatly read "Natural Apple Cider", it wasn't bad but it was most definitely surprising. However, the way she spat out everything made you laugh hysterically even more.

"Hahaha, I'm so— hah... I'm so sorry, it's Apple cider." You laughed as she stared at the bottle for a little bit longer and then pried her eyes back to you as you chuckled loudly. "You looked so hilarious! I can't—" You continue laughing at her before gaining your composure once more, "I'm Y/N, sorry about that."

"Wow, uhm..." She was bewildered at your carefree attitude after practically just meeting her, but she laughed with you, your laugh was far too intoxicating. "I'm Kim Minji." She responded as she pushed a hair behind her ear before reaching out her hand to shake yours. You quickly do so as you ogle her height.

"I'll just call you... Tall girl!" Minji was dumbfounded by the nickname, which wasn't much of a nickname as it was just a plain-out observation. She looked around then back at you confused why you sounded so sure about that name.

"Now come on tall girl, let me get you an actual drink as an apology." You beamed as you offered her an actual drink, it wasn't even an offer actually, more of a subtle demand under the pretext of this being a sweet gesture. Minji, who was so hooked, just agreed while you dragged her by the hand and led her to one of your all-time favorite jazz bars. She couldn't help but chuckle at the circumstances she was facing at this moment, a shorter woman she had no prior knowledge about was offering to get her a drink.

As the both of you pushed through the crowded streets of drunkards and other ripped folks, you would mumble incoherent words that she would only understand bits and pieces. Minji would question why you kept mentioning some party and you'd scowl at her wondering why she wasn't listening, how could she? You were practically slurring your words every single sentence? But oddly enough, she found it so endearing whenever you would laugh it off. She was also still surprised how you could be so clearheaded and strut around in such a stunning outfit while not being the most sober person. Everything about you from your face to your minute details made her heart beat out of her chest.

You didn't notice how her hand tightened just a little bit, while she thought of the idea of you leaving her. Even for this midnight, she'd like to give this thing a try. As you headed inside the jazz club, you indicated sitting near the bar top. Minji, who wasn't a big drinker, (actually didn't drink at all before this situation) was a bit hesitant at first but she swallowed her fears and sat down right beside you. You ordered 2 amber ale beers and the bartender delivered, the drinks decorated with a frothy top as you took a large swig. Minji was stunned at the fact you could just coldly drink the bitter drink without any hesitation, making her believe it wasn't all that bad.

She lifted the drink to her lips, the froth coating attaching itself to her philtrum, as she took a short sip before abruptly sitting it out with a cough. It took you by surprise as she continued to cough out her drink, you patted her back to relieve her, thinking she might just be choking. As you leaned into her to make sure the taller woman was okay, your nose picked up her delicious scent of fruit punch. "Oh my! Are you okay?—Woah you smell nice, but are you good?" You repeated yourself as Minji came down from her coughing spree. As she lifted her head back up to look at you, her cheeks flushed red, not wanting to admit that this was probably the first drink she'd ever had in her life. She flailed her hand around trying to indicate she was fine as she continued to let out hiccuped coughs. 

It took you a few moments as you dissected her reaction before connecting the dots, ah, this was the first time she'd ever tried beer, a trashy one at that. "Oh. Is this your first time trying amber ale?" You questioned, she looked even more flushed as she hid her face with her palms, pretty much summing up your theory, you didn't expect that, after all, she looked like she was your age. Even entering the bar she showed the bouncer her ID and everything was checked out, so how could this possibly be her first-ever drink? As questions pilled up in your mind you couldn't help but let out a loud laugh, catching the attention of a few fellow jazz enthusiasts who were just trying to enjoy the music. Paying no mind to the glares of middle-aged men who had nothing to do but "appreciate" the gentle hums of the musicians, you spoke up a little too loud making Minji a tad bit more embarrassed.

"Your kidding! There's no way this..." You laughed, raising the drink higher up to give her a look before slamming it down on the counter. "...This shit! Is your first drink, tall girl." She sighed as you continued to tease her on the fact, before letting out a very long exasperated sigh whilst taking another sip of the drink. Minji wasn't in the mood to deal with you— a complete stranger— remarks on her visible lack of alcoholism. Truth be told, she hated people who drank since it would always lead to confrontation or messy tears, and she wanted no part of that. The fact that anyone would order an alcoholic beverage on her behalf would've made her scoff in disapproval before sending the drink back, but for some particular reason, she wanted to impress the alluring girl right next to her.

"D-Don't call me that, besides, it isn't," Minji said, trying her best to convince the girl next to her that she was much more bold than she was, despite coughing up her drink. "I was just, uhm, surprised that's all!" Was all she could muster up as you continued to laugh your ass off, you should've probably asked her if she drank or not before dragging her to your favorite Jazz Club, but you were paying for her drink, so really, was it your fault.

As the night went on, you both mutually started to order more and more drinks, as the clock struck 2am, you finally decided to wrap up this get-together and head home. It was kind of refreshing meeting someone new though, in the span of 5 hours, you learned more about her than you knew about your closest friends. Of course, not by your own will as it was her turn to babble her head off, she talked way too much about trivial topics she was into you found your migraine resurge for a bit. Things like her favorite romance novels or manhwa titles and synopses that you could care less about were all engraved into your memory, after all for some reason you couldn't take your eyes off of her. But eventually, everything has to come to an end...

That is what you would've said if she wasn't practically clung onto your arm with her head resting on your head as she loomed over your quite tiny build. If you knew she was a lightweight you probably wouldn't have encouraged her to have more drinks than she could handle, especially since you had to pay for each and every one she got. More than that, you wouldn't have agreed under the pretense that you had to drag this not-so-complete stranger back to her apartment. She was quite heavy as she was pressing all her body weight onto you as you searched and probed for directions to her apartment, her words slurred and giggly as you finally found her residence.

It was quite elegant as she lived in the well-off areas of the city, it made you jealous at the thought of anyone ever living so extravagantly, but it was better than having to drag her up the stairs if she lived in an apartment complex like yours. You fished the wallet out of Minji's back pocket to grab her complex's card key and unlocked the elevator for the both of you. As you hauled her into her apartment, you took in the view, everything was so dimly lit and the only light was being emitted by the city's scrappers and other colossal-sized buildings.

You chucked her onto her leather couch as she spewed more nonsense about her economic homework before finally taking a breather on the couch. She was adorable but you're too prideful to admit that to her face, you decided to just grab some water and sober her up a bit before heading back to your place with your roommate. Walking over to her, you handed her the glass of water before carefully monitoring her like a child, making sure she didn't choke. As she sat up, she swallowed the water in one goofy gulp.

"Hey now, don't drink it like that you might choke like last time, tall girl." You chuckle as she looks up at your standing posture with a pout, fixing the hem of your shirt you prepare yourself for your leave. Turning back from her gaze she weakly and fairly loosely grabbed onto your wrist with a hushed plea. "Please stay, Y/N..." Her voice filled with longing as she croaked out, making your heart soften at her state. You let out a playful scoff before taking a seat on the couch right next to her, Minji's eyes lighting up as you do so. She looked like a total lovesick geek right now, but you found her so endearing as you both sat in silence, taking short glances at one another.

"Your hair, it's really nice Y/N, can I uhm, please touch it." She spoke as you nodded softly, letting her delicate fingers stroke the back of your head, feeling your hair strand by strand under her palm. As she continued she looked more and more entranced by how truly gorgeous you were, her breath hitched once she stopped, leaning down to rest your head on her thighs. If it weren't for how dark her apartment was, you probably could've seen her cheeks radiating red, as her blush plastered her whole face. The way you looked so, unbothered, made her heart sink even further, she had never felt this way about anyone, mainly since she's usually cooped up in her apartment, avoiding any contact with anyone other than her close friends. 

Resting your head gently on top of her, Minji's eyes wandered around your whole body, taking in the sight that was in front of her. Her eyes landed on your scarlet leather race jacket, it was tailored perfectly for you, she let out a nerdy smile as she looked at all the patches that decorated your jacket. "That jacket... it's really cool, I like it." 

"Than I shall wear it more often." You responded, reaching your hand out and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, your knuckles softly caressing her heated cheeks. Despite how much you hated being reminded of your past as a failed driver who was promptly kicked off the grid, her words soothed you enough to encourage you to wear it more often. Looking back at the party that happened, you were glad it didn't work out since it meant that you met her. 

You both sat in silence after your little comment as she only let out a snort, her face still burning red as you laid on her. "Hey, do you mind if I sleep over?" You asked, and she nodded responding with a quiet, "Sleep as long as you want." 

"Great, I don't have anywhere to stay." You lied through your teeth, not wanting to go back home and stay by her side. 

"Hey Y/N, do you like me?" Minji asked boldly, still clearly stuck in her drunken state.

"Yeah, but not that much, Tall girl." You teased as you brought your hand back up and pulled her down to your level, your noses inches apart, threatening to touch. "How about you?"

"I like you a lot..." She drifted off, her answer in part to the fact she was quite dazed, before continuing she leaned closer to you. "But not that much."

You laughed once more as you cupped her face, gently pushing her face closer, interlocking your lips together as you kissed, her face was hot, steaming almost as you released her hands from her face. "You look so out of it, come on', I'll go buy you some apple cider to sober you up."

"I prefer fruit punch, actually!"  

"Then let's drink both."

[cherriicou]

gyuhao x tan!reader

In which gyuhao help reader to feel confident with their skin colour (kinda like how the8 helped mingyu)

Can be any genre^^

BEACH DAY

content | insecurities about tan skin, fluff, slight teasing at end of fic, kinda crack lol

word count | 747

a/n l i couldn't choose between silly or hot reassurance 😭 stuck with silly but added a bit of tease towards the end :p

The sun was blazing, the cicadas were screeching, and you were doing everything in your power to not exist in this moment.

God, why did they have to drag you with them to film a Going Seventeen episode at the beach?

You tugged at the hem of your zip up hoodie—yes, a hoodie in this weather—desperately trying to shield yourself from the sun's rays.

It was ironic, really. Everyone else on the beach was running around, flaunting their swimsuits, but here you were, wrapped up like it was mid-December.

“Y/N,” Mingyu’s voice boomed, loud enough to startle a flock of nearby seagulls.

“Are you really wearing that? It’s like you’re asking for a heat stroke!”

“I’m fine!” you called back, already regretting agreeing to this beach trip.

Minghao, ever the sharp-eyed observer, walked over to you with his calm demeanor.

He squatted in front of where you were awkwardly perched on a picnic blanket.

“You’re sweating. Why are you torturing yourself?” His eyes scanning your body.

“Because I don’t want to get darker than I already am,” you muttered, eyes fixed on the sand.

There was a brief silence, and you risked a glance at Minghao’s face. His eyebrows were raised, lips pressed into a thin line.

Before he could say anything, Mingyu dropped down beside you, dramatically fanning himself with one hand while sipping a soda with the other.

“Do you think we’re vampires or something? Like, we’ll burst into flames if we stay in the sun too long?” Mingyu asked, his voice teasing but not unkind.

You rolled your eyes. “You don’t get it.”

Mingyu gasped, clutching his chest like you’d just insulted his entire lineage.

“I don’t get it? Y/N, do you know how insecure I’ve been with my tan skin? Do you know how many people compared me to a literal potato?!”

Minghao sighed. “Here we go.”

“It’s true!” Mingyu continued, leaning closer dramatically. “Don’t you remember that live?!”

You couldn’t help but snort, and Mingyu’s eyes lit up. “Ah! See? A smile. Progress.”

Minghao shook his head, sitting down properly next to you.

“He’s not lying, though. Mingyu was ridiculously insecure about his skin tone for a while, seeing the amount of comments about it.”

“Okay, okay, so how did you get over it?” Mingyu grinned, leaning back on his elbows.

“It never really leaves but I definitely have managed it better. And Hao told me I was hot.” Minghao rolled his eyes at his twist of words.

“I SAID, he was handsome. And even after the live, I kept reassuring him that his tan skin wasn’t something to be ashamed of.”

Mingyu placed a hand over his heart. “It made me feel special, especially coming from him! So touched.”

He flexed his arm dramatically. “I’m golden. Like a god!”

“Like a golden retriever,” Minghao corrected dryly.

“Still golden!” Mingyu shot back, flashing you a wide grin.

You shook your head, still laughing. “It’s different for you guys. Everyone loves you no matter what you look like.”

Minghao’s expression softened, and he leaned closer, his voice low and sincere.

“You think that because you don’t see yourself the way we do. Your skin is gorgeous, Y/N. It’s warm, radiant—golden, like Mingyu said. You stand out in a way that’s unforgettable.”

Mingyu nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! Do you know how boring the world would be if everyone looked the same? You’re like a sunset—vibrant, glowing, and impossible to ignore.”

“Now you’re just being cheesy,” you mumbled, feeling your face heat up.

Minghao smirked. “Maybe. But we’re right.”

Mingyu suddenly shot to his feet, holding out his hand.

“Okay, enough hiding. Time for a photoshoot!”

“What?” you squeaked.

“A photoshoot!” he repeated, grabbing your hand and yanking you up before you could protest.

“Hao, get the camera! We’re going to capture Y/N in their full golden glory.”

Minghao sighed but stood up, brushing the sand off his pants. “You’re lucky I brought it.”

“Wait, wait, I’m not ready for this!” you protested, but Mingyu was already dragging you toward the shoreline.

“You’re always ready, Y/N,” he declared. “You just don’t know it yet.”

Minghao trailed behind, his camera in hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll edit the pictures if Mingyu makes you look like a fool.”

“Hey!” Mingyu pouted, but you couldn’t stop laughing as the two of them bickered back and forth.

By the end of the day, you were soaked, sandy, and slightly sunburned—but you also felt lighter, freer.

As you scrolled through the photos Minghao had taken—each one more beautiful than the last, you realized they were right.

“Can you send me those!” Mingyu teased, making you smack his arm.

Both of you giggle until Mingyu suddenly turns you over, onto your back. You look at him confused but he quickly switches your emotions as he kisses you deeply.

The kiss goes on for a while, his hands just squeezing your hips and groaning every time you pull on his hair.

“You’re so beautiful,” he lets out, pulling away from your mouth and placing kisses onto your neck.

Almost planned, Hao walks in with a smile plastered on his face.

“Come on, let us show you how much we adore you.”

[slut4thebroken]

The Deal

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | frat/fuck boy!Robert Fisher x reader

Summary | You’re supposed to be tutoring Robert but he needs your help “taking care of something” before he can focus.

Warnings | Smut, public sex, dumbification, “accidental” creampie, fingering, kissing, him being kinda pervy, a little degradation, technically misogyny, coercion?, praise.

Words | 2.2 k

Notes | ty @hllywdwhre for all your help 😭🙏🏻

Ao3 link | <3

Masterlist

Ever since the first time you tutored Robert at his place and he fucked you, you refused to go anywhere private for your sessions. Which usually meant you’d meet up at the library or a cafe. Today was no different. You met him at the library at 4 pm and, as always, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of your body. 

“Robert, you actually have to look at what I’m writing to learn this.” You huffed, getting annoyed when you caught him staring at your tits for the fifth time in barely ten minutes. 

“It’s not my fault you’re showing them off. I thought nerds were supposed to be prudes.” He smirked, making you blush a little. Honestly you didn’t get why Robert was paying for you to tutor him in the first place. He clearly didn’t care about learning the material. 

“I’m not... “showing them off.’” You muttered. “If you want to actually pass this class, you should figure out how to pay attention.” He smirked at your attempt to be stern with him. 

“You know, I’d be able to pay attention if my dick wasn’t hard.” He said casually, making you choke on your spit as your eyes widened. You still weren’t used to him talking like that. “And you look so fuckable in that sluttly little skirt.” His gaze dragged down your body to stare at your bare thighs. 

“Robert, stop.” You warned, making his smirk widen. 

“You said you want me to pay attention.” He said coyly. “So you can either get under the table and suck me off or we can go somewhere more private and I can fuck my load into that tight little cunt I haven’t been able to stop thinking about for the past month.” His voice was low and thick with arousal, and you swallowed audibly when his eyes fluttered back up to your face. 

“N-no. We’re not doing that again, it was a mistake.” You cringed when you heard the waver in your voice. 

“A mistake? Baby, if it was a mistake then why did it feel so good?” He purred. 

“I’m serious, Robert.” You’re not the type of girl who partakes in one night stands and you’ve felt embarrassed and ashamed for weeks because of how easily you gave into temptation. 

“So am I.” All of the amusement in this tone was suddenly gone. “Either stand up or get on your fucking knees.” You couldn’t help it when your thighs squeezed together a little from his words. “Well?” He asked impatiently. You bit your lip and looked away, trying to convince yourself that you didn’t want to do this again. And yet…

His smirk returned when you reluctantly got to your feet. “Good girl.” You followed him to the back of the library and once you were in a secluded area, he pushed you up against a shelf before pressing his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, forcing a muffled sound of surprise from you. His hands roamed your body, squeezing your breasts, going down the curve of your waist to your hips, then down even further to feel the soft skin of your thighs. As one hand snaked up underneath your skirt and cupped your heat, he let out a low groan into the kiss. 

“God- I’ve missed this fucking cunt.” He whispered, moving down to start kissing over your neck. “And these tits.” His free hand pushed both your top and your bra up above your breasts. 

“Robert, wait.” You whispered, trying to pull it back down. But he quickly leaned forward and took your nipple into his mouth, suckling on the hardened bud, effectively keeping you from covering yourself. “Someone could walk by.” You whispered more urgently this time, then gasped when his hand suddenly slipped in your panties to start rubbing your clit. 

“Shh… Just be quiet and we’ll be fine, baby.” He murmured against you before simultaneously moving his mouth to your other nipple and pushing two fingers inside you. He let out a low, appreciative moan when he felt the tightness of your walls practically suffocating just two fingers. “I forgot how fucking tight you are.” He groaned, curling his fingers against your walls, making your hands fly up to cling to his shoulders. 

“Robert.” You whimpered. He suddenly bit your nipple lightly, making you gasp as your hips bucked. 

“I can’t believe I’ve gone all these years fucking the whores who throw themselves at me and not the nerds who keep their cunts nice and tight by not sleeping around.” He chuckled, pulling back to look at you as he pushed a third finger in. You let your head fall back against the shelf as your mouth opened in a silent moan, your hips just barely grinding on his hand. You could feel the bulge in his pants pushing against your leg now and you started panting at just the thought of what was about to happen. 

When your back arched slightly, jutting your exposed breasts out more, he cursed under his breath and removed his fingers to start unbuckling his belt and opening his pants. You gasped as he suddenly spun you around and bent you forward a little. Wasting no time, he swiftly pulled your panties down just below your ass, then used one hand to hold your hip, while the other lined his cock up with your entrance. 

“Wait— Condom.” You said quickly, making him pause. He huffed but released you and you looked over your shoulder, watching him pull out his wallet and look through it 

“I don’t have one.” You bit your lip and glanced down at his cock. It was already beading precum and so incredibly flushed— your cunt pulsed at the thought of it finally inside you again. 

“Okay- okay, just pull out.” You said firmly and he nodded before eagerly getting back into position. “I’m serious, Robert.” You said, making him roll his eyes. 

“I know— I will.” He said impatiently. Once you got his verbal agreement, you turned back around, letting him line up again. The thick head of his cock dragged through your slit, spreading your arousal before pushing up against your hole. When his cock breached your entrance, you had to bite your lip to muffle the whimper that slipped out. He continued pushing deeper until his hips were flush with your ass and you let out a shaky breath as your walls struggled to accommodate the intrusion. 

“Fuck- ease up, you’re practically forcing me out.” He grunted, moving both hands to hold your hips as he paused. 

“Sorry.” You whimpered. You didn’t really know why you were apologizing though since you couldn’t help how tight you were. He kept a firm grip on your hips as he slowly dragged his hips back and when he moved forward again, your legs trembled and you quickly clung to the shelf to hold yourself up. 

“I swear… this is the best pussy I’ve ever fucked.” He said through a breath, making you whine quietly. “Wraps perfectly around my cock.” He started thrusting a little faster now, but not fast enough to make too much noise. You had to cover your mouth with your hand because you were getting just a little too loud and you knew Robert wouldn’t stop because of that. If anything he’d probably fuck you harder just to make you moan louder. 

When he leaned over you so your back was flush with his front, then grabbed your breasts, you bit down on your hand, trying to stay quiet. Robert squeezed and groped you greedily before focusing on your nipples, rolling them between his fingers until you were gasping out.  

“I bet the only reason you wanted to have these sessions here was so that I’d finally rail you in public, out where anyone could get a free show.” You whimpered and squeezed your eyes shut as you shook your head a little. “I felt your cunt tighten up when I said that…” He scoffed in response to your weak protest. “Who would’ve guessed that the nerd was actually a little whore.” He chuckled, making your cheeks burn with a dark blush. 

“You wear these slutty tops that show off your tits, these tiny little skirts that barely cover anything…” He stood straight again and flipped your skirt up, giving him a clearer view of your ass bouncing with each thrust. “And fuck— when you wear those fucking glasses, I swear I get harder than I thought was physically possible.”

“Robert..” You whimpered, the sound coming out muffled beneath your hand as you reached down to rub your clit that was throbbing almost painfully by now.  

“I know.” He cooed mockingly. “You’re so smart all the time… I bet you’ve just been waiting for someone to finally fuck you into the brainless bimbo you pretend not to be, huh?” 

“Oh god…” You sobbed quietly, knees buckling as you got closer to your release.  

“You get a cock in this needy little cunt and all that IQ just disappears instantly.” He chuckled, the sound a deep rumble as he tried to stay quiet. “I’ll make you a deal. I’ll let you tutor me if I get to fuck all those thoughts out of your pretty little head after. How does that sound, baby?” You mewled and nodded, back arching, unintentionally pushing your hips into his. “Good girl.” He said through a breathy laugh. 

His hands settled on your hips again and he sped up even more. He wasn’t holding you enough to keep you from falling to the floor as your legs turned to jelly, so you had to take the hand off of your mouth and hold yourself up, wanting to keep rubbing your clit. All you could focus on was Robert, his cock, and your impending orgasm. 

“Wanna come.” You whined, making him laugh again. 

“Yeah? Does that needy pussy want to cream all over my cock?” He cooed, his mocking only pushing you closer to the edge. When you mewled and nodded again, he said, “Go ahead, baby. Show me how much you love being my bimbo bitch.”  

You rubbed your clit impossibly faster, now chasing your orgasm more eagerly since you had his permission. When the knot of arousal in your stomach finally snapped, your knees buckled, almost sending you to the floor, but Robert held you up and pushed you into the bookshelf a little more to keep you from falling. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through you and you tried to keep your sounds quiet, but with his cock still fucking you relentlessly, your efforts were unavailing. 

Robert was moaning quietly behind you at the feeling of your walls convulsing around his cock and with one final grunt, he pulled your hips back to meet his thrust. You whined as his cock twitched with each rope of come that spurted out, painting your walls. The sounds he was letting out were starting to make you needy all over again, but soon enough they quieted into heavy breathing as he rested his body on yours, panting against your neck. 

“Fuck…” He hissed, finally leaning up again and slowly dragging his hips back until his cock slipped out of your fluttering hole. He pushed you down farther so that your torso was almost parallel to the floor, then grabbed your ass cheeks and spread you open, watching his come dribble out of your puffy folds. 

His come. 

Fuck. 

“Robert.” You whined once you realized that he didn’t pull out. 

“What?” He asked absentmindedly, playing with your sensitive pussy and pushing his come back inside before pulling your panties up around your hips. 

“You said you’d pull out..” You heard clothes rustling, then he was lifting you up and turning you around to fix your own clothes. 

“Sorry, baby, I forgot.” He said, with no remorse in his tone. “You just felt so good.” You stared up at him through your lashes as you pouted. When he realized you were about to say something again, he pulled you into another kiss. You draped your arms over his shoulders, needing a little help standing on your legs that still felt like jelly. 

“Excuse me!” An offended voice said from the end of the aisle. You both turned to look, finding one of the older librarians standing there with a cart full of books to be reshelved. “That’s hardly appropriate for this setting.” She scoffed. 

“I’m so sorry, ma’am. Thank you for the warning, it won’t happen again.” Robert said with an ingratiating tone as he placed his hand on your lower back to guide you past her. She even blushed when he gave her that charming smile he usually uses to get what he wants.  

As you walked back to the table, he leaned down to speak against your ear. “Next week I’ll see you at my place. I expect you to uphold your end of the deal.” Your fucked out brain could barely even remember what he was talking about when he said “the deal” but you blushed when you realized what you technically agreed to just a few minutes ago. Maybe you were still cock drunk… but the idea didn’t seem too bad now.

[jinuaei]

Idk if this is canon to all of the DJD members aside from NIckel who hates organics (us lmao) and like they see this whole fiasco going with Tarn. Like they at first hates us, and as this whole circus show goes on, they're like that one meme of a man comforting the girl in the toilet seat with a broom cause goddamn.

POV: You are a Southerner who accidentally said "What in 'Tarn'ation." and hear'em heavy footsteps and those haunting catbell.

(btw you're no longer in pixel jail for me in android I heard that it only happened to android which is annoying.)

Yippiee no more pixel jail! I am free!!!

I am ashamed to say... I have not finished reading MTMTE yet 😭😭 I am currently on issue 7 but I will get to it I promise! It's just time consuming for me to just read and I prioritize writing and drawing more. If only it's a show then I'll probably be done by now. I know a little bit of the comics but not everything!

I am aware of the other DJD members I just don't know much about them! Or if I do, it's something related to Tarn.

So I'll make sure to make it as vague as possible so those canon accurate fans won't grill me as much 🥲🥲

If Tarn hadn't abandoned them yet after seeing you on the other team (See my religion fic) I think the other members would feel the ick bubbling from the depths seeing their most powerful leader becoming something akin to a dog just for a small, insignificant organic. They think he's the whole damn circus for that and they were even planning on removing you completely just so they get their terrifying leader back.

But then they see him tear apart a mech just because they were talking shit about you. And now they realize they don't want to be at the end of whatever this obsession fueled rage that he gets into. You're even worse than his drugs, because he can't live a second without mentioning you!

Tarn would absolutely preach about you to them though, maybe even converting some of them into joining your cult. Maybe some of them will join because they are genuinely swayed by his devotion and whatever this religion is, or maybe they just joined for shits and giggles. Either way Tarn will make sure EVERYONE knows about how glorious you are. (Now I'm thinking about Tarn wanting to show you off to the world as HIS deity but also wanting to gatekeep you and kill everyone who tries to get close to you.)

It's even worse when you are part the Lost Light crew and he's still on the DJD because imagine all the crashouts he's going to have because how lucky LL is to have YOU and your presence grace their ship while HE'S here lamenting about your lost lamb not being able to even see you. He even thought about defecting and becoming a decepticon traitor just to get to you (Which honestly doesn't sound so bad considering he'll finally be with you!)

Additionally imagine all of the comms that LL will get just from him wanting to see you and talk to you, like I'm talking, every hour, every minute, every klik of everyday. They'd have to give you your personal comm just so Tarn would fuck off and not disturb the communications.

There is so much goldmine waiting to be explored with this idea, Tarn still being in DJD while you're LL crew. It would also be funny to see that the rest of the DJD actually came to LL to beg Rodimus to either give you to them or accept Tarn into his ship just to stop seeing their leader reduced to a sparkbroken mech. Maybe reader would be the reason that the DJD will finally disband 😭

The POV is so funny LMAOO you'd have to think about your words carefully in case you accidentally call his name without actually meaning to. The horrifying realization as soon as you hear the heavy, but fast pedes rushing to you accompanied by the ringing of the bell! And with that, you already know your whole day will include a mech cosplaying as grimace.

[lanascurse]

: ̗̀➛ Random shit in my jjk dr that just makes sense

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⎯ The Gojo Satoru is a Sabrina Carpenter fan. He’s not ashamed either, despite barely understanding her songs. You’ll never NOT catch that man listening to Espresso on his way to a mission. And Bed Chem? It’s as if that song was made for him.

⎯ Ieiri cuts the smoking around me because she knows how sensitive to smoke I am. Despite claiming she quit years ago, she still lights a cigarette every now and then.

⎯ Suguru and I are roommates for a year due to me not being able to find my ideal home. Super random, it’s a long story. Oh, and he does not become a villain !

⎯ Kenjaku is defeated pre-2006 making a lot of the later events unable to happen (and intentionally 🙄). Literally fuck that dude. However, there are other villainous figures that take his place.

⎯ Yes, Sukuna DOES say “back in my day…”. Get that old ahh out of here 😭

⎯ Satoru legit sent me ¥500M at one point. It was related to the house situation.

⎯ Anytime Yuji is around me, that fuckass Sukuna always has to open his damn mouth. Poor boy is always embarrassed or ashamed as if it was him who said those things :(

⎯ Something more strange, the eye cream and body cream I use in my DR (which happen to be Japanese brands) suddenly appeared in a local store of mine in this reality. I’ve never seen or heard of these brands here in my whole life. I only knew them from my DR.

⎯ Toji gets his ass clapped by a bunch of teenagers and fails to kill Riko lmaooo

⎯ Nobara and Maki love to hang around me. If they have tea to spill, they come to me. Even if it’s something petty, I still engage as if I were still a schoolgirl 😭

⎯ My home country isn’t war torn :)

⎯ Megumi SOMETIMES refers to me as a “female Gojo” due to our similar personalities (however, he says I’m more tolerable lmao). I also call him Fushigumi. He claims he hates that name, yet he instantly turns his head when he hears it. But god forbid Satoru were to call him that…

⎯ Mahito is eradicated by Sukuna. At least one good thing he has done for humanity !

⎯ Haibara is alive and well!! Along with Nanami, who is…a little less gloomy? Ino and Haibara legit idolize Nanami, it’s actually adorable.

⎯ Honestly, sometimes I be having bi panic when I’m around my friends. Shoko??? Gojo??? Geto????? Why are they all so fucking hot? But don’t tell them I said that ;)

⎯ I get 2 bunnies after finally finding the house of my dreams. Nobody’s allowed to mess with them 🙄💅

⎯ You know that part during Juno after the bridge? Yeah, that’s the only way I can describe how freeing it feels being in this reality. Despite all the curses and the unbearable higher-ups, I genuinely have fun but also have a variety of things I can do. Especially when I’m surrounded by trusting, loving people :) !!!

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this list is a mix of things that have happened or that have been scripted intentionally beforehand !!

[ixxivvv]

lads boys w they find out u used to "side hustle"

aka night work, bar girl, hostess, etc

(a horribly self indulgent, semi-vent, written by me, a hostess club girl).

- xavier: i dont think he would immediately put the pieces together, but every small thing would make sense all the sudden.

- would notice bc you used to leave ur apartment at like 7:30 pm and come back in a car late at night.

- from the way you raise your hand in a restaurant, to intimacy struggles, pessimistic and sarcasm like you were so tired. to the clothes you liked or seemed to put him up.

- maybe he wouldn't even know what any of those kind of places are or do. he just fears its sexual, which, sure no judgement but.

- it makes him protective and possessive of you. which, you hated at first but you knew he meant well.

- zayne: he worries first about your mental health or development.

- he did see "alcohol: 1-6 at a time, not daily" on your records, or made sure your physical wellbeing was well.

- he still worrys about your mental health: but you assure him you feel safe with him. you are just ashamed or embarrassed for being you.

- he does see you different and you feared he might want time off after you tell him.

- instead, he treats you like something so fragile- feeding you sweets, asking if you need anything, making sure you "rest" at all times. it makes you feel ashamed- but you were lucky to be with him.

- rafayel: open to it, being an artist/model or so handsome.

- "really? given the way i dress.. i actually get asked a lot if i wanna be like, a host boy. i mean, same kind of tabloids."

- i think because he knows how fake those clubs can be, to you think you fake laughed or acted loud or fawned for some overrated moët chandon, he views you in a new light.

- but it adds to your strength or beauty. how hes all yours.

- suddenly asks your favorite kind of fancy drink. you surprise him that it is something cheap. but he wants to buy it and display the case out.

- relieved you weren't the "ig model! cash! yacht trips!" kind but just a girl that did it for money you needed at the time.

- makes sure you are never seen by tabloids.

- sylus: was forced or invited by other groups into a club- hated it but was popular with the ladies.

- he knows a few rival groups that organize clubs or bars for a source of income. but he dosen't allow it for omnicytus members out of respect, an industry of vulnerability, exploitation for a quick buck.

- so when he finds out, he isnt surprised- but he finds a new found confidence that you, someone so pretty yet out of reach, is all sweet and proper for his eyes only.

- no wonder you suit the dresses he bought you. no wonder you could style your hair up so pretty. no wonder you could walk in pin red bottoms. it just made sense.

- he wants to gift you all the gifts and drinks, but he also wants to see you with flowers or sweaters, all the plushies and most of all, he melts with your genuine smile.

- both of you being night owls, scheduling is easy or hard depending on each others work load.

- caleb: oh... as much as i am a caleb girl, hes the most messiest 😭

- he kept tabs on you, being obsessed at all. but all your pieces in your story and maturing attitude made sense all the sudden.

- but hes the messiest and possessive, im talking crazy texting when you go out now.

- mentally ill to mentally ill, licking each others wounds and dependency.

- his job demands him a lot- inconsistent schedule includes night patrols or sudden calls. he would still text you safe.

- hed honestly need some time off, but he pledges you to keep you safe no matter what. his jealousy intensifies, but he understands hes your safe space. your only safe space. if you need a hug, youd let him. he becomes more addictive after you tell him the truth.

- you deserved the whole world but the world is so cruel. his desire to shelter you and provide for you. his meals had more love, he looked into you more.

[monsterswithimagines]

Undisclosed Desires - Part 6

Joe Goldberg x female!Reader

Summary: Twenty minutes before he would have met Guinevere Beck, Joe meets you instead. You intruige him, but it will soon become clear that there is something off about you.

Words: 845

Masterlist

Saturday can't come soon enough. I feel like this week has lasted an entire year.

Then it's finally Saturday morning. I'm happy to go to work today, because at the end of the morning shift, you'll be waiting for me. My reward for my work. You won't even mind that I won't have time to change out of my usual clothes - it's a deliberate choice on my end, because you like how I look. You told Nadia about it on Twitter just three days ago.

@MoonShadow_: waarom zijn jongens in boekwinkels altijd zo lekker 😭😭

Which translates to: why are boys in bookstores always so hot

I didn’t realize you were thinking this way, (Y/n). If I'd known, maybe I would have made a move already.

Candace wasn't nearly this hard to read.

Candace wouldn't have been worth all this waiting, though.

I'm not ashamed to admit that Candace was a wrong choice. I thought I saw something in her that wanted to be known by me, to be taken care of, but I was wrong. You, on the other hand, are unknown to almost everyone except your dear childhood friend. It must be so lonely. But when you're with me, you won't have to be alone anymore.

Ethan notices I'm distracted today, but he doesn't say anything about it. He's happy to take over the regular customer service duties if it means I'll run up and down the basement stairs carrying heavy books from eight to twelve. Ethan is the kind of guy who swears by a Kindle.

You'd never use a Kindle, would you? I can't imagine it. You buy books way too often to bother about something as asinine as digital reading.

Maybe if I tell you the Kindle is everything that's wrong with modern-day America, you'll laugh and agree with me. But then again, maybe you'll just think I'm a ‘gatekeeping dick’. That's what you called someone on Twitter when they said The Secret History was awful and that only insufferable, snobbish, self-absorbed, classist rich kids would ever think to read this shit. Don't kill me, (Y/n), but I kind of agree with the guy. One day you'll see my side.

I kind of agree with you too, though: the world needs to learn how to read again, it doesn't matter where they start.

I used to judge people for what they bought at Mooney's, but now I don’t anymore. At least they're reading. You're making me a better person that way. You're making me realize that even if people are just reading whatever bullshit they saw on TikTok, at least they're reading.

It's one pm, and you're late. I'm not too upset about it, though. You texted me about an hour ago.

YOU: omigod joe!!!

YOU: my boss is super pissed i forgot to send a client this important email

YOU: i gotta fix my mistake i might be like

YOU: 15 mins late

ME: Don't worry. Take your time.

YOU: 😅

I didn't reply to your smiley. What on earth am I meant to say to a picture of a smiling face? Besides, a smiley isn't worth nearly as much as your actual smile.

And there you are.

Only ten minutes late. It could have been worse.

You look flushed like maybe you ran here, and your hair is a mess so you've covered it with a beanie again, but you also look so happy to see me. I'm happy to see you, too.

You hug me.

“I'm so sorry,” you say. I'm not sure what you're apologising for, because I'm still trying to get over the fact that you hugged me. “I've had such a crazy morning.”

“You're not even that late,” I assure you, which is true. Candace used to be hours late, sometimes. Sometimes she didn't show up at all. “Do you mind giving me a minute? I want to wash my hands and stuff.”

I don't need a minute. I've been ready to leave for a while now. But I think you might need some time, and I can tell you won't ask for it.

“Yeah, yeah,” you say. “No problem.”

So I turn and I head to the bathroom. This means leaving you alone with Ethan, which may be risky. Ethan might say something stupid, or something about me. But then again, I don't think he'd ruin ‘getting some tail’ for me.

In the bathroom, I wash my hands and check my hair. I look how I always do after a shift at Mooney's, but I think that's fine.

You look beautiful, (Y/n). It's too soon to tell you something like that, but you do.

I emerge. You look calmer now. You're waiting in the office - Ethan must have let you in - sitting with your hands behind your head and your feet on the table. Stretched like that, I can see a bit of the skin above your jean shorts.

It's deliberate. You're taunting me.

“Hey,” you say. “All ready?”

You're wearing make-up. You don't usually wear make-up.

“All ready,” I agree.

[baestruly]

heyyy!! i love your works!! i was wondering if you could maybe do a single dad!jj maybank x single mom! reader? maybe jj is in the store with his daughter/son and suddenly they throw a tantrum because they can’t afford a toy or something.. and jj is getting frustrated and trying to make them quiet down.. and reader is like “it’s okay” and giving him advice and stuff. and she and jj is like so thankful and then they go on a date and her daughter/son, and his daughter/son have like a play date and they’re js so happy. idk if this makes sense😭😭 i’m sorry

( 𝗌𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌 )  jj maybank x fem!singlemomreader

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ IN WHICH you and jj are out to get a gift for each of your sons when you cross paths

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - fluff

a/n - this was lowk requested a while ago so i'm sorry for how late this is </3

You pushed open the door, having to let go of your little one's clammy hands. You never complained, though, because he would never let you go, and you had no problem with it.

Theo was your son, and yes ━━ you’re young, blah, blah, blah, that’s what everyone says! You’re so sick of hearing the same things every day, especially the weird looks of people. Why were they so quick to judge? For all they knew he could be your little brother!

But he wasn’t and you never regretted having him for a second. Okay ━━ you regret ever getting with your now ex-boyfriend, but you’ve always tried to look for the good in situations. If you’d never met him you wouldn’t have had Theo.

Theo was a ball of joy. He loved the outdoors, especially playing near the water. The small boy would build castles with sand and collect rocks to decorate them with. Sometimes, if he found prettier ones, he would bring them back to the house and add them to the collection on his shelf. He just loved anything that had to do with nature, and it made you smile. He was growing up to be like you.

Today was his fifth birthday and to celebrate, you decided to treat him to a visit to the closest toy store not far from the beach. He had plenty of toys at home, but Theo was always grateful for anything you offered him, like new toys, books, or foods he’d never seen. He was always curious to try and learn something new.

The doorbell rang as you entered the colourful room, the walls painted with rainbow and different safari animals. Theo was already in awe as his eyes excitedly scanned the tall walls. It was funny that was the first thing he’d noticed, but of course, his eyes shifted to the Lego on the back wall and he immediately sprinted to it. 

Of course, only resulting in him knocking over another kid in the process. 

Oh no. Please don’t start crying━━

People have assumed you were the mean snobby type based on not only how you dressed, but what you were classified as━━a kook.

Not all kooks were snobby. So, you quickly ran up to Theo and helped him up before turning to the boy he’d knocked over, he hadn’t hit his head, but you could tell he wanted to cry and was trying his best not to.

“Oh my gosh━━I am so so━━”

Suddenly, a guy about the same age as you━━maybe his older brother? ━━ came into view above where you were crouched on the ground to talk to the little boy. He looked worried and confused about what just happened.

Immediately, you tore your eyes away to help the boy up, meeting his small blue eyes. “You okay, buddy? I’m so sorry━━Theo, say you’re sorry.”

Theo sheepishly looked up as he’d been staring at the ground, ashamed. “Sorry.” He drawled, playing with his fingers. 

You were glad no one got hurt and then you remembered the other guy standing right beside you. 

“Hey━━I’m so sorry for all of this, I'm glad he’s okay, sorry for the trouble—”

“Relax, relax. It’s fine, right bud!” He poked the boy in the arm, making him giggle and squeak with laughter. Then, he eyes Theo. “Just a slip-up, no need to feel bad.”

You smiled, grateful that he wasn’t that type of person and just nodded before following Theo to the legos.

After about three minutes, Theo picked out the Lego trucks as his birthday gift. Guiding him to the check-out, you noticed the boy from before stomping his feet angrily and the other crouched down trying to hold him still. He looked frustrated and it was obvious he was trying to keep that emotion at bay for the sake of everyone in the store.

But a little boy wouldn’t get that, so he just continued yelling━━something along the lines of “You promised!” And “you said that last time!.”

Scrunching your brows, you went in line behind them, hesitant because you didn’t want them to feel pressured, but that only made the boy scream louder after eyeing the toy you held for Theo.

The guy firmly placed his hands on the little boy's shoulders. “Here, listen, when I finish working for the Cameron’s boat next week, I can get you two toys instead of just one, how does that sound?” He whispered with a tough smile, trying to reason with him. 

The boy had stopped his meltdown, but his anger quickly turned to disappointment with the news as his shoulders sagged once the guy took his hands off them. “Okay.” 

You watched with sorrow as the guy stood up, ready to leave. But before you knew what you were doing, your hand grasped his arm.

Okay━━maybe that was bad on your part━━y’know, touching a stranger and all, but they were in a hurry, and you wanted to do something good for someone, which could also make up for the little mishap that happened earlier. 

“Hey! Uh━━not that I was eavesdropping or anything, but━━um, it’s okay, y’know? I can get it, it’s no big deal.” You offered with a welcoming and reassuring smile. 

The guy's face turned confused with the offer like it was the weirdest thing he’s heard in a while. Maybe it was, especially coming from a kook, to which all pogues viewed as rich stubborn brats. But that wasn’t the case with you and nor did you want Theo to be brought up like that either.

Then he shook the confusion away, face turning cold. It wasn’t some kind of setup, but he’d seemed to be going against you. “No━━I can’t accept that, thanks for the offer.”

Your voice turned into a whisper. “No, really, it’s okay.” You smiled. “Do something nice for him and forget about this, okay? I don’t know you guys, but you deserve it.”

The guy seemed hesitant as he nodded, still weary and unsure. But he looked down at the small boy standing at his side, completely unaware of the conversation between the two of you, and he stood taller. 

You nodded back, going ahead to pay for Theo’s legos and an art set you guessed the other picked. The cashier seemed to notice the good deed and gave you a smile before handing you back two gifts after you paid. 

Outside the toy store sat the two boys while you held the art kit in your hand. 

“Hey! it seemed to be a glitch in the system, I think the person ahead said this was for you?” You looked at the boy, and his eyes immediately lit up. 

“You did get it?! Wow━━thanks so much, Dad.” He yelled, bubbling with excitement as he jumped in his━━you guessed━━dad's arms.

Dad.

The words that flew out of the boy's mouth made the guy look sheepish. You knew that look all too well, the same kind where you felt you were being judged with every move. Little did he know, you were free of any judgment here!

“Hey━━uh, thanks so much, I really appreciate it.” He said gratefully, a smile on his face as he looked at the little boy and Theo, who were showing off their new toys to each other. 

“It’s no big deal.” You said back, but you could tell what he was thinking━━you were a kook pitying a pogue, but that’s not what it was like at all. You’d been at his position once before and everyone deserves to live happily, whether it was just a nice gesture or a little help with problems at home. “Really. This is my little one too.” 

You smiled at Theo, now immersed in some sort of giggle fit between the two boys. 

“He looks a lot like you, he’s a really sweet boy.” 

You smiled, “thanks.” Your heart warms at his comment. He was smiling too, but not at the two boys below, but at you. As you look up and his eyes meet yours, he awkwardly smiles again with a nod, going to grab his son's hand. 

“Time to get going, buddy.” He says to him cheerfully. “It was nice to meet you guys.” 

“Wait!” 

His head snapped back, stopping in his tracks as his son turned too. 

“I never really got your name, did I?”

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The date was set. After more talking between the two of you ━━ JJ, asked if you wanted to grab dinner later that day, of course, you said yes. 

You weren’t sure where you were going to go, but in the outer banks, there were lots of nice outdoor places near the water, complete with good music and mellow lights. You couldn’t hide the excitement on your face.  

“Mommy ━━ why you so happy?” Theo questions, head turning to the side momentarily before he continues driving his red toy car up the side of the wall. 

You smiled. “Remember the nice man at the toy store?” 

“Oh, ya! Can I pretty please have a playdate with the other boy?” Theo pleaded, abandoning his truck and running up to you, wrapping his arms around your legs. 

You laugh, playfully prying him off of you. “Don’t dirty my new jeans you rascal!” 

As you begin running after him, Theo’s giggles all around the room as he screams before the doorbell rings suddenly.

Did he come all this way? You could’ve met up with him, so he didn’t have to go to the kook side. Apparently, he had some enemies ━━ if that’s what you would call it. 

You open the door, heart pumping fast. You’re met with a mop of blonde hair and a charming smile. “Hey.” 

“Hello!” His son. 

“Wowo, Mommy he did come back!” Theo screamed excitedly, not because he was talking about JJ, but because his new friend was there too. 

JJ smiled sheepishly, “he couldn’t stop talking about Theo. I figured we all could see each other.” 

You laughed, looking at the two boys as Theo ran inside to show JJ’s son his red toy car. 

“I know a great recipe for chicken alfredo?” You question, unsure of the new situation. 

JJ claps his hands, head swinging. “It’s a date.” 

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masterlist              jj masterlist

[astro-rainbow777]

Astrology Observations

Volume I

Disclaimer: Please take these with a grain of salt as I am not a professional. These are just some of my observations I’ve seen from studying random people in my life. I hope you enjoy💕

💐I know someone at work with a Taurus stellium and one of her Hinge posts says her love language is gifts, and said (jokingly I hope) that she would preform sexual favors for a guy if he bought her m&m’s lmao. She also was hooking up with this guy at our work, that she had no intentions on dating, and would get sooooooo possessive if she saw him talking to any other girl. She also talks about being possessive all the time with her “play” friends ;)

🍬 I have my 6th house and Taurus and work with sooooo many Taurus placements. I chart 75% of my coworkers and the ones I talk to the most have Taurus placements, kinda cool.

❤️‍🔥As a Scorpio Moon I’ve found myself really drawn to and appreciative of the Aries Moon nature. They are so direct & assertive with how they feel. I appreciate this so much because I don’t ever feel the need to worry if they are hiding anything from me. Especially when you really get to know an Aries moon, what you see is what you get. They also validate and encourage me to express my big feelings which makes me feel so safe! As a lot of you know Scorpio Moons can be very secretive with our feelings because they can be so big and scary to others. The last thing we want to feel is ashamed for how we feel things and Aries moons get that, and they genuinely don’t hold a grudge against you for anything you say whenever you’re emotional. Just having that type of energy in a connection makes healing and growing in a relationship 10 times easier for us! Thank you sm to the Aries Moons out there! Just to add the 2 Aries Moons I am close with have Scorpio in their personal placements as well….if you don’t relate maybe that’s why lol

👽Scorpio & Virgo in big 3 🤝 Being the most observant people you will ever meet in your life! They pick up on the teeniest little things ever, for ex. If you have a stain or wrinkle anywhere on your clothes that’s the first thing they will pick up on. Also this combination is usually not a fan of change from my experience. Like if you move something from the “correct” place 4 inches over they will be like “Why are touching my shiz brah?”-Never fails. They like the routines and the consistency. They will literally spot a bird 10 yards away and be like omg is that a gRey-WIngEd trUmPetER?!?!! And I’m like how??? How did you even? These people notice everything, probably a great investigator too-same with Gemini/Scorpio placements!

♟️I promise you Virgo placements care about doing something “correctly/right” more than you do- even whenever it doesn’t directly effect them. They are so funny in the way that they operate I love them 😂 If you ask a Virgo to hang up a picture on the wall- please make sure you have a leveler!!!! They will spend 15 minutes minimum making sure that it’s even, if you don’t provide the necessary tools they will rehang something until it is perfection! Once a Virgo was doing a double nose piercing on me and kept redoing the mark of where she was going over and over and over again just to make sure it was perfectly even with my other piercing. Which I appreciated but I could tell if I left the shop with a lop sided nose ring it was going to bother her more than it would me! Very Wholesome peeps- ily guys fr 💙

☮️Gemini Venus’ do tend to be pretty loyal from my experience- but if they are bored or in an unfulfilling partnership they have the tendency to mentally cheat like doing tarot readings to see if their ex still thinks about them type of shh 😭Also the type to gossip about their partner or make up rumors about their relationship. Then they go home to their boo and act like nothing is wrong? 7th house Gemini tho can be very flighty whenever it comes to intimacy (I have this placement)- I am extremely loyal but if me and my partner get into a fight I’m prepared to break up always. I have a 7th stellium tho so I’m not sure how y’all would relate or not 💗

🏖️Leo moons NEED a creative outlet in order to be emotionally fulfilled imo! They thrive having their own little show-from what I’ve seen with these guys they love having a hobby they can share with the world and regularly be the center of attention. No joke-these people are some of the most talented beings I have met in my life! They 100% have a gift or a niche they get a lot of positive attention for and desire to share with the world. Every Leo moon I have been close with loves to perform for their loved ones- it is so wholesome like they are sharing a part of their soul with you⛲️

🐟Heavy 12th house placements (mainly Mercury & Venus) read poetry regularly or relate a lot to poetry. Even if it’s like little Tik tok or instagram posts. I’ve also noticed these guys like to just have books-even if they don’t read regularly? I lived with a 12th house Mercury w/ Neptune in the 1st house and they like to read poetry but only whenever they are depressed. I think that this individual in particular also just really likes for other people to think that they are super poetic themselves. They like to talk about poetry and the arts but I’ve lived with them for almost a year and they rarely do artsy things. Venus in the 12th though genuinely loves poetry and regularly reads it. Venus in 12th is also BEAUTIFUL AF but thinks they have nothing to offer most of time? Like I don’t understand. Blind to their own beauty but so quick to see everyone else’s. Angels 😇

🦀As a Cancer stellium (Mars, Venus, Jupiter) in the 8th, I have lied to people about how I am feeling, or what I am doing as a form of emotional protection. I used to rarely let my friends and family know how I am doing-especially if I’m doing bad. I regularly feel bad for being upset with others, and it leads me to just completely abandon emotional honesty if I don’t think someone will take to my feelings/boundaries well. I AM SENSITIVE AND DELICATE and I’m also damn good at hiding it for I have thine Scorpio Moon in 12th🧚‍♀️ People only know what I want them to know- I’m in therapy guys! So please don’t worry about me 🥸

🌝P.S. happy cancer season reeeeee

I hope you enjoyed my first lil observation!!!🎉

I encourage feed back and kind constructive criticism! Please lmk how you felt and how you relate! Let’s connect! Let’s talk! Mwah 💋

Ty sm for reading 💕

-Kya

⬇️FEAST YOUR EYES FOR THIS IS MY NATAL<3

🌈 I LOVE RAINBOWS 😇

[kisessei]

Hey 😊👋 how are you?

I have a GOM request for you I said I'd come and here I am 😁

So I've already seen posts where people had written about GOM members' girlfriend worries (like being a girlfriend who is the exact opposite of their usual style)

Now I was wondering if you could write about their worries to them, yes I'm not sure if one of Akashi's personalities (the one with the weird yellow eye) is having a moment of doubt and wondering if he's really a good boyfriend for his girlfriend for him he's perfect (given his blatant God complex, I'm sure it wouldn't even cross his mind a little bit(this side of him scares me so much 😭))

But for the others, like midorima with his tendency to believe in bad luck and astrology which can seem a bit odd for a teenage boy or murasakibara (I love him so much 😭) who is so lazy that if we could breathe without needing to use our lungs as often he'd just do the bare minimum so as not to die 😭🤣

Do they tell their partners? Or do they keep it to themselves until the reader makes them spill the beans?

A/N: Hello! I am very sorry for taking so long, I am having a very long week, which left me utterly exhausted, I am sorry, but for now, I only managed to write for Midorima and Mura. I will keep posting the others as a series later. I am posting this separately because I am not sure that this week is going to be better for me.

𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓇼𓆉

GOM worries/insecurities

Midorima

First of all, if you managed to get Midorima's attention, congratulations, you must be exceptional. He would never go for someone superficial, so if he got interested in you, it meant you had a very deep innerworld that captured his heart.

An ideal partner for him would be someone with whom he shares a lot of mutual interests and has something to speak about, but he understands that a one hundred percent match doesn’t exist. As long as there is respect for each other, everything will work out.

He is a level-headed, self-aware person, and while he is not ashamed of his hobbies and beliefs, he understands that he is a part of a society that has its stereotypes and sometimes groundless logic. He had never once doubted his intelligence, but he had noticed that recently social media was flooded with “facts” that people with lower intelligence were more likely to believe in astrology. When he stumbled across one of those articles, he knew it had some kind of influence on him. For most of his life, he knew some things that he did were judged by others. It didn't bother him when he was single, but it started to bother him a little when he got into a relationship.

Mostly because he was afraid, you'd start to see him like other people do. He was also worried about the impression he had on your friends and family. So, when he stopped speaking about his daily zodiac and stopped carrying around the larger lucky items, you knew something was off. He would never openly admit it. He’d try to keep it to himself, but if you noticed and confronted him, he would tell you he didn’t want you to leave him because of what he believed in, but it is something that he is not willing to give up. After some reassurance that he was allowed to believe in whatever he wanted to believe in and that would never change the way you view him, he felt stupid for even doubting your opinion about him.

Murasakibara

Murasakibara would not have worries about himself and your relationship until a push. And that push could be the realization that you might not enjoy spending time at home as much as he did. Also, the push could be someone else you spend your time with who is willing to do activities with you that he is too lazy for.

But, let’s not get it twisted. If he loves you, he tries for you. And if he doesn’t love you, he simply wouldn’t be with you. His main insecurity wouldn’t be the fear of you leaving him for someone else, but would be him not being your favorite person to be around. He adored you so much that in his world, laying and eating snacks with you was the best activity, but once he realized it might not be the same for you, he panicked.

He would ask for advice from Himuro and would ultimately try to engage in your preferred activities.

If you liked hiking, he would come with you.

If you liked going to museums, he would act as if he was interested. He would buy tickets to movies, theatre and anything you were interested in.

Sometimes, he would get bored or run out of energy, and you’d notice that he was lying through his teeth about enjoying what you were doing. He was too stubborn to admit what he was feeling. He would insist on continuing until you speak up. Confrontation would not work on him. Sometimes, he was too stubborn even for Akashi to handle, and the thing you have learned from him was to butter him up. You'd usually buy him some snacks to get him into a better mood and mumble during the conversation how much you enjoyed spending your time with him doing nothing. He'd glance at you and continue eating, but it'd reassure him that he didn't have to change himself for you. He is always going to be your favorite person.

𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓇼𓆉𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓇼𓆉

[tonix3]

We're all 🤡 here - Group-hallucinations are a real thing: Update on The & An Observer on IG & X

I'll preface this with: give this (lilac) link a look. It's unbiased, just a documentation of all that has happened.

@fookinhellcurlyyy thank you, for your work for the fandom. I can't wait for this to be a big bad archive of literally everything important & dear to us. You're my hero 💓🙏🏻 my first & loveliest Larrie friend. But you don't really know, how much I value you as a friend.🥹 Love you to pieces 🫶🏻

SPREADSHEET - EVERY MOVEMENT DOCUMENTED

(you can click on everything: it has links screenshots, dates, additional info and so on)

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I WANT TO HOLD IT SHORT & BRIEF BECAUSE YOU CAN ALL FORM YOUR OWN OPINION WITH THE HELP OF THE ABOVE LINK

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The happenings & my thoughts (during and after) follow now:

All Observer posts linked

Beginning of TO/AO on IG

Today's rant regarding TO & the fandom

The day starts with an article about Brianna & Freddie by The S*n. - New papwalk, fresh pics, breaking down the past ten years. Interesting.

After Zouis the next post follows on Insta from An Observer at 13:00 (UK TIME) and 20 mins later an additional post from The Observer on X.

The triangle gives no results when searching. After the additional tweet I waver from searching the triangle to trying to make something of the color.

Same Gemma, same.

After hours of people not finding anything someone says they can see faces in the little black shapes.

Everybody starts seeing faces or pictures of the boys. 😭 Which is kinda hilarious afterwards but if you asked me yesterday, I was just creeped out about the creepy faces I could see after staring at this longer and longer with my tired brain.

When I wanted to go to bed TO pops up with a sitcom quote featuring a sun reference (😉😉😉) from actor John Clegg.

That's me (below) saying everyone should chill and still tweaking about the triangle.

Today AO posts a guitar peek at 14:00 UK Time.

Same steel, new stories. - NEW STORIES !!!! (important soon)

40 mins later the follow - up of TO

@/ Larrysbestie28 finds the triangle reference.

The shoot features some white chucks we may have seen on a papwalk a few days prior and also had a Love Island headline 😉 (I'm literally laughing like an insane person right now)

Everyone was occupied with trying to see faces until someone debated looking into what Clegg also did - write books.

And then Lewis wants to kill us. (17:09 UK TIME)

I got the TO notification first (which could be because IG is a bit slower with notifications) before seeing that Louis posted a story too. (Counting one story 😉)

Now is the time to watch the video in the lilac link under the favorite tweet because you will see it is just around 40 seconds apart. How lucky would the TO scammer be to see that this fast (when notifications are slower?) and post it in under a minute.

Coincidentally so lucky with their tweets. ✨ 🤡

He also liked Zaras new pic and the timestamp 1:14 of the song shows these lyrics. (THE NEWEST CLOWN 🤡🤡🤡 🙂‍↕️)

Also the song is about a long-term relationship, you know.

And then he wants to kill me again. Posting a guitar picture on the day of AO posting a guitar picture.

SO UNLUCKY. THE UNIVERSE LITERALLY HATES THEM. (2nd story - NEW STORIES 😉)

And you know what this little shit does? He deleted the damn story again‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

(also look at what's scrabbled on it! please STFU)

SO SORRY IF IM CRASHING OUT BUT WE ARE LITERALLY RE - LIVING RBB AND LOUIS IS THE OBSERVER

You heard it here first. In a few years this will be head canon, you can all thank me later, hahhhahahahahahahhaha

Believe me @delicateperspective , @fookinhellcurlyyy and me are trying to debunk this (them more than me, I have to admit 😅)

but you know, I'm standing by it until proven otherwise.

And if this turns out to be fake, I am not ashamed of clowing. It's not delusional to hope that he revived RBB because we have a storm coming at us maybe (regarding bbg), hopefully this will end on a positive note.

Stay positive,

stay kind,

talk soon, peeps. 🫶🏻✨

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

HAVE U DONE BUSHMEDICINE HEADCANONS??

Bushmedicine Headcanons!

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I am SO sorry this took so long 😭 and I really hope you like this! BushMed shippers I promise I love you and Sniper, but this absolutely killed me to write </3

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I don’t think Sniper is insecure or ashamed of the scars on his body at all. But I do think he isn’t the most fond of having his body stared at or looked over. He definitely regularly skips out on physicals if he can help it. But I think the more time he spends with Medic the more he’s more willing to let Medic perform exams, and experiments on him. All though he is still a bit reserved for the last part. Most exams Medic subjects Sniper to are just him admiring all the scars on Sniper’s body, running his hands over them softly, asking Sniper what he remembers from each wound. 

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I personally think both Medic and Sniper are very quiet. Not as quiet as Spy, but quiet enough to sneak up on someone who isn’t hyper aware of their surroundings at any given moment. So I definitely think that every so often one of them will sneak up on the other and give them a mini heart attack. Sniper definitely grumbles about it a little bit, not liking being snuck up on, because of everytime an enemy Spy has snuck up and killed him, though he is always glad to see Medic. Medic is more likely to laugh off, telling Sniper he gave him quite a fright, though if he is in the middle of something important, he might lightly scold him. Get both of these guys a bell, please.

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I think Medic helps Sniper out a lot with hygiene. Not that I think Sniper is necessarily filthy or unhygienic, but I do think that taking care of himself slips his mind, as well as being a bit time blind. He could go a few days without brushing his teeth but still think he brushed them yesterday. But Medic is there to give him a helpful reminder and make sure he doesn’t go too many days without taking care of his basic needs. I do think that Medic definitely helps Sniper wash his hair and shower, not that Sniper necessarily needs the help, but he does like the feeling of Medic washing his hair, so he’s more than alright with Medic wanting to. 

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Medic definitely will walk up to Sniper sometimes, whether he's just sitting somewhere, or just standing around, and press a kiss to his forehead, and when called out on it he CLAIMS it’s to check Sniper for “heat stroke”, and “fevers” pointing out the blush that is growing on Sniper's face “See! You’re red! I was simply being a responsible doctor.” Sniper just pulls his hat over his eyes and grumbles something about how ridiculous Medic is. 

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I think one of the main dates Sniper and Medic go on is birdwatching dates. Sometimes Sniper drives Medic out into the desert with different types of meat that he’s hunted to attract vultures for Medic to watch, which is of much interest to Medic. Sometimes Sniper finds other places that have a bit more variety in the birds that will be around, though living in New Mexico makes it pretty hard. Sometimes though when going out and watching the birds isn't exactly possible Sniper and Medic will lay down in his camper and just talk about them. Sniper happily provides information about the birds from his own country and Medic telling Sniper about the ones from his. (Also! I definitely think they both draw sketches of birds and share them. These two are definitely working on a joint bird book with all their drawings and all the facts they know.)

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I like to think that much like with Medic checking Sniper for fevers, Medic also randomly will take Sniper's sunglasses to look him directly in the eyes, even if eye contact makes Sniper deeply uncomfortable. He doesn’t do it to be mean! Promise. But Medic is HUGE on admiring Sniper’s body, and his eyes are included on that! He loves to look into them, and he loves to be able to see Sniper looking back. Most of the time he does respect Snipers wishes to keep his shade on, but he DOES want to look him in the eyes every now and then. So Sniper learns to live with it. 

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They drink tea together! Sniper IS a coffee drinker at heart, not really for the taste but mainly for the energy that it provides. Though I do think Sniper would use certain tea blends/flavors to cure general ailments. Ginger tea for nausea, black teas for headaches, chamomile for sleep, ect. And well Medic prefers different methods for curing these issues, he also does enjoy a well made tea. So on occasion, in the mornings Sniper will make Medic a spearmint tea to help him focus, and a chamomile during the later hours of the day to help him finally get some rest. Medic really does enjoy the teas, and sometimes they really do help him. 

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Medic is always at least a LITTLE chilly. I do think Medic has really bad circulation issues, and it leads to him being uncomfortable in his own lab sometimes because it tends to get cold in there. And Sniper can’t have that. I think Sniper really loves to knit and has definitely knitted Medic warm clothes for him to wear when working on things that aren’t TOO bloody. I also think he definitely knits Medic’s doves little sweaters, because hey! Medic’s kids need to stay warm too.

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As I sort of mentioned in the topic of them drinking tea, I do think Medic genuinely has a hard time falling or staying asleep. Sometimes not going to sleep until early hours of the morning and then being right back up a few hours later. And it makes Sniper worry for his health, even if he’s not the best at vocalizing it. So, I definitely think that Sniper keeps an eye on Medic’s sleep schedule. Occasionally dragging Medic to bed if he’s been up too long. Once Medic is finally in the bedroom, albeit a tad miffed about being dragged away from his work, Sniper will get him to lay down, letting him lay in his arms. Sniper will play with Medic’s hair or rub his back and shoulders softly to relax his tension. Quietly murmuring things about his day, his life, random things because he knows that Medic just likes the sound of his voice, until he falls asleep.

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I really hope you guys liked this one! Bushmed is really cute imo, old man 4 young old man. autism 4 autism. They're pretty interesting. Anyway, this totally didn't take 5 days to write and totally didn't hate/feel weird writing it lmao 😅 ANYWAY, love you guys! And I have 3 posts in the works! + some fun NSFW stuff on my second page + some interesting postal stuff!!

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