#writing like this is actually just. it's so. it's SOOO

[fairyhaos]

◇ the way you make me feel // choi seungcheol

seungcheol x gn!reader, 2.6k+ words

tags: requested by anon, established relationship, fluff, mild angst, seungcheol is sooo down bad oh lawwd

warnings: pet names, 1 vvv mild curse word ig?? (ass)

notes: any fic where i get to write besotted cheol is a great fic! might be slightly ooc but oh well. who cares. ty anon for this request <3

“I'm going to be very honest, honey… this feels like a sleeping arrangement for a couple that's just had an argument.”

You laugh a little at the mild pout on your boyfriend's face as he stares contemplatively at the bed after you've suggested a rather… interesting sleep method that he's never really heard of before. 

“It's really not,” you assure him. “Other couples do this all the time! And I thought it would be fun to try out too.”

Your boyfriend, Seungcheol, blinks at the bed before looking over at you, mystified. 

“Really? People want to do this?”

“Yes, Cheol.”

“Hm.” Seungcheol frowns. “What did you say this was called again?”

“The Scandinavian Sleep Method,” you say cheerfully, hopping over to the drawers with all the different duvets and duvet covers that you and your boyfriend have collected over the years you've been living together. “Isn't it such a great idea? We sleep in the same bed, but we each have a different duvet so we get better sleep but still get to be next to each other.”

You begin pulling out different duvets, inspecting them and continuing to chatter as you do so. 

“I know how much you love weighted blankets, but you know they're not something I'm a big fan of,” you say. “And you really hate my fluffy covers, for some reason. But if we sleep this way, then both of us can sleep happily without causing disturbance to the other's sleep quality!”

With a flourish, you turn back round to Seungcheol, the offending weighted blanket and fluffy cover in your hands, as if emphasising your point. There's a bright beam on your face, evidently eager to try out this new idea, but Seungcheol? 

He's still looking a bit hesitant. 

Which, understandable. You're introducing a new sleeping arrangement three years after you've been quite happily living together. Anyone would find that weird. 

“If we don't like it, we can switch back,” you assure him. You shrug. “It's just a trend I saw online, Cheol. I thought it would be cool.”

Seungcheol pauses, and then smiles, nodding once. “Fine, fine. Let's try out, then. We'll see if the Scandinavians actually sleep well.”

You cheer, dropping the bedding and skipping across the room to launch yourself into Seungcheol’s arms. He catches you easily, laughing as he does so, amused at how delighted you are by his acceptance. 

“Yes! I love you. Now I get to make the bed all aesthetic with different layered sheets!”

Seungcheol laughs again. “All right, sweetheart. Tell me if you need more sheets to fit in with your vision, okay? I'll buy you whatever you need.”

“Oh my god, suddenly I love you even more.”

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Admittedly, Seungcheol does love hearing you say that you, the absolute love of his life, love him (and any self-respecting boyfriend would feel the same), but he's wondering if this entire thing is really, really all that worth it. 

Because, well. 

Seungcheol hates the Scandinavian Sleep Method. 

He harbours no hatred towards the Scandinavians themselves, of course, but their sleep method, for him, well and truly sucks. 

Of course, he can understand why people like it. There are aspects he doesn't mind, too: such as how it's currently way less likely for him to wake up at 4am with a cold ass because you've stolen half the covers from him again. Or how he doesn't have to worry about the fluffy, fuzzy feeling of your sheets pressing creepily soft kisses against his ankles. Or how he can now actually sleep peacefully without finding that he's been suffocated by your weight on his chest because now, you actually sleep on your side of the bed. 

Nevertheless, he hates this. 

Unfortunately, he can't bring himself to say anything about this, because—

“I seriously think my quality of sleep has improved so much,” you say to Seungcheol one Sunday morning, beaming over your cup of coffee as he makes breakfast waffles for you. “The Scandinavians really know what they're talking about, huh?”

And your eyes are bright, sparkling as you say this, so full of life even though it's nine in the morning on a Sunday. 

So Seungcheol smiles back, happy purely because you're happy, even though if you really pressed him, he'd admit that he's not really happy at all. 

“I guess they do,” he says, turning back to the waffles. “Do you want honey with the waffles? Or the new maple syrup I bought you?”

“Ooh, maple syrup, please!”

And then Seungcheol had done all sorts of fancy tricks with the bottle of maple syrup, and you had clapped your hands and laughed, delighted, and Seungcheol felt a little better, the weight of his guilt that he didn't share your opinion beginning to lighten. 

There's no real big reason why he hates this sleeping arrangement. Sure, it stops all your bad sleeping habits, but, truthfully, he… misses all those things. 

He misses waking up to you all huddled up in the blankets, looking all small and adorable whilst swathed in the thick fabric. He misses cuddling you close and entangling his legs with yours in order to escape from the weird fluffy texture of your sheets. He misses feeling the comforting weight of you asleep against his chest, warm and secure like the physical manifestation of his soul, safely tucked against his side. 

Now, you simply smile at him, face shiny and soft from your skincare routine, and give him a peck on the cheek goodnight before snuggling under your duvet, away from him, in your own little bubble of comfort. 

Without him. 

It makes him feel like an abandoned dog left in the rain outside of his owner's home. 

Excuse him for being dramatic, but he's literally slept with you curled up in his arms for a very, very long time now. And these days, now that you're no longer with him and are miles away on the other half of the bed, he can't fall asleep by himself. 

Withdrawal symptoms from cuddling must be a thing, because he's going through them right now. 

“Just talk about how you feel, then,” is what any sane person would say about this matter, which is very good, very sound, advice. 

However, it's also what Joshua says to Seungcheol when he complains to him about the new sleeping arrangement, and everyone knows Joshua is the least sane person in existence, so Seungcheol decides to ignore his advice. 

Joshua rolls his eyes, used to but not pleased by Seungcheol's stubbornness. 

“You're being silly,” he says, when Seungcheol vetoes his suggestion. “This is obviously impacting your sleep quality in a negative way, which is the exact opposite of what Y/N was hoping for.”

“But Y/N seems to be sleeping better,” Seungcheol argues. He rubs his eyes, and the world spins a little as he does so. “So I probably shouldn't say anything, right?”

“No, you should say something,” Joshua says firmly. “What do you think Y/N will do when it becomes obvious that this new arrangement is actively harming you, and yet you didn't say anything? Hell, if I found out my boyfriend wasn't telling me that kind of stuff, I'd get really mad.”

Seungcheol frowns. “What? Why?”

“Because you're my boyfriend?” Joshua says. “Uh—not actually mine, obviously. But that's how Y/N would feel. You need to communicate your feelings. That's what couples do.”

Joshua takes a sip of his tea, spinning around in Seungcheol's desk chair in his study whilst Seungcheol, the owner of the chair, is currently exiled to the small wooden stool beside it. 

“Just think about how you'd feel if you were in Y/N's shoes. How would you feel if your partner wasn't telling you that they're sleeping badly and feeling increasingly more terrible throughout the weeks because of something that could be easily fixed by them talking it out with you?”

And oh, now Seungcheol understands. Now it makes more sense. He'd want you to communicate your feelings immediately. 

Joshua must see the revelation on Seungcheol's face, because he snorts smugly. “I knew you'd get there in the end.”

“Shut up,” Seungcheol grumbles, and Joshua mocks him for how ridiculously macho-man he was being before. “I'll talk to Y/N about this tonight.”

“Well done,” Joshua says amusedly, spinning around in Seungcheol's chair so fast that its joints, even as expensive and well-oiled as they are, begin to groan in surprise. “I'm so proud of you.” 

 “Shut up,” Seungcheol says again, and Joshua laughs. “And get off my chair.”

“Hmph! You're so mean. I bought this chair for you, you know.”

“No, you didn't.”

“No, I didn't. But you believed me for a second, didn't you?”

“Definitely not. Now get out of my house before Y/N gets home.”

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It's one of those very, very rare days where you finish work later than Seungcheol, and so when you unlock the front door and finally make it inside, you're more than ready to just fall into your boyfriend's arms. 

Except, the entire ground floor of your house is dark when you get home.

“Where is he?” you say to yourself, mystified. “Cheol? Where are you?”

“In our room!” he calls back from upstairs, and you take off your coat and shoes, dumping your bag by the doorway and bounding up the stairs two at a time to get to your boyfriend. 

“Seungcheol! Why were the hallway lights off? Have you eaten dinner yet? What's— wait, what are you doing?”

In the middle of your bed, right over where the two halves of your bedding meet, Seungcheol is sprawled out in an upside down starfish shape, staring up at you balefully as you walk into the room, and you laugh a little at the state your boyfriend is in. 

“Hello,” you say amusedly. “You look like you're sulking.”

Seungcheol just continues to blink up at you like a displeased cat. 

You laugh again, bending down and kissing him on the forehead. “Definitely sulking, I see. What's wrong, baby? What happened?”

There's a long moment where Seungcheol doesn't say anything, and you continue to smile down at him, petting his hair fondly. And then, he frowns, and speaks. 

“What do you think of our bed?”

You look over at the head of the bed, scanning it briefly. “I think it looks fine.”

It's apparently the wrong thing to say, because Seungcheol frowns harder. 

“Why? Do you not like it?”

“I don't like it,” Seungcheol says, and sits up, turning around to face you. “I don't like this sleeping arrangement.”

You tilt your head. “Oh? I thought you didn't mind the Scandinavian Sleep Method.”

Seungcheol sighs. “I lied,” he admits. “I actually hate it so much. It's the worst thing in the entire world.”

Your face softens in worry, feeling something thick and bitter rising to your throat at the idea that you've been forcing Seungcheol to go through with something he hates. 

“I'm sorry,” you say sincerely, sitting down beside him on the bed. “I didn't realise. You should've said something, Cheol. I would've changed back in an instant.”

Seungcheol, for how big and manly and good at acting as your guard dog he is, still always melts under your touch, and the moment you wrap your arms around his neck, he softens into your embrace, burying his face in your shoulder. 

“Would you really?” he asks, muffled into your blazer, and you belatedly realise that you're still in your work clothes. You haven't even washed your hands. 

“Of course I would,” you say in your best don't be silly voice. “I don't want you to be feeling bad.”

His hands wrap around your waist, warm and comforting and he pulls you in closer, hugging you even tighter. 

“Sorry,” he says. “I feel like I'm being stupid. This isn't even anything big. It just… makes me feel really terrible, and I don't know why.”

“Hey, that's totally okay,” you say placatingly, threading your fingers through his hair and patting him consolingly on the back. “I told you we didn't have to carry on with this, baby. I said we could switch back whenever we wanted to.”

He squeezes you tighter, arms wrapping more securely around you. “I still feel bad. You liked this sleeping method.”

You laugh softly, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Yes, but not as much as I like you.”

If possible, he seems to melt even further into you at those words, and you smile, adoring how clearly he adores you. 

“Come on, sweetheart,” you say affectionately, kissing Seungcheol's ear before untangling yourself from his embrace. “Let's start remaking the bed then, hm?”

You pull away from his arms, and Seungcheol is staring at you with big eyes, irises all melty soft. And then he nods, smiling slightly, looking like a pleased puppy as he gets off the bed and begins helping you take the covers off the duvets. 

───────────── 🗝

It's unusual for Seungcheol to be so shy like this—normally, he's the one telling you to be more outspoken, more confident, so it's a nice change. You quite like being able to reassure him, gently tell him what to do, praise him and shower him with love in the way that he always does with you. 

“So why did you hate the Scandinavian Sleep Method?” you ask him a bit later as the two of you sit in front of the washing machine, watching it spin your bedding round and round. Seungcheol had insisted that you wash all of it right away, because otherwise the two of you were bound to put it off for a whole month. 

Your boyfriend shrugs. He watches the bedding get spun in circles again and again and again. 

And then, he finally looks at you, clad in your classic two-piece cotton pyjamas, hair all a mess, your face softened and natural now that you've washed up for the night, all ready to go to bed. 

You look so pretty like this, so open and comforting and god, Seungcheol had missed you. 

Even though he sees you every day. But that's whatever. He's missed being this close with you at night, in this kind of domestic setting, where it's just the two of you pressed close together in your house as the rest of the world sleeps. 

“That sleeping arrangement…” he begins quietly, and you look up. 

“Hm?”

Seungcheol holds your gaze very seriously as he continues. “It didn't let me hug you.”

You blink. “What?”

“It didn't let me hug you,” he repeats, as serious as ever, and you want to laugh in fondness because it really is that serious for him. “I couldn't cuddle you to sleep. I hated that.”

“Oh,” you say, positively melting away at his reason, so unbelievably in love with him that your heart is goo in your chest. “That's so sweet, Cheol, oh my god.”

You lean over and pinch his cheek, cooing over him, and he bats your hand away with a groan, smiling. 

“Go away,” he grumbles, but it's so full of warmth that the words carry no weight whatsoever.

“But then you can't cuddle me in your sleep,” you say, pouting exaggeratedly. “Unless… you don't wanna cuddle me any more?” 

You gasp dramatically, leaning away from him for full effect, and then yelp when he grabs you by the waist and pulls you into his side, preventing you from moving away. 

“Don't say silly things like that,” he reprimands teasingly, laughter tinging the ends of his words. He kisses your shoulder. “Of course I want to cuddle you. It's the only thing I'll be doing every night from now on.”

“That's awfully cheesy,” you point out. “Sap.”

“It's all your fault.”

“Huh, I suppose it is,” you say proudly, snuggling into your boyfriend. “Glad to know I have such an effect on you.”

Seungcheol sighs, fond, and kisses your shoulder once again. “Oh, if only you knew.”

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[darlingdaisyfarm]

Hello my amazing, talented, gorgeous queen♥, I've got smth that has been itching my brain for sooo long and I can't contain myself any longer:

Soooo, hear me out... Remember that episode of gravity falls where Dipper clones himself? I was thinking 'what if it was Ford?' And then I thought 'but make it nsfw' likeeee????? I'll leave the rest to u but... Have fun with it!!!!!

Your dearest, 🌻 Anon

(P.s I will return!!! Also LOVE your stuff❤❤❤❤)

HELLOOO???? the way i actually giggled about “queen” like. AAAAAA. no one’s called me that before and aaahggg you making me shy!!

also HELLOOOO again??? ur idea?? i read it once and my hands were already twitching to write and finally damn finally i started smth today!! 🌻 anon, ily

i’m already writing it (trying to decide if it needs to be a full one shot or just a little blurb but knowing me...sadly it'll be the first)

i will be sharing a sneak peek right now!!! :)) ill probably edit this millions of times before ill post the whole thing

Ford stares at the clone, at himself. or rather, at the other him. it’s uncanny, he would describe it so. every angle, detail and every tired crease in his forehead, exactly the same. and yet somehow it makes him deeply uncomfortable.

the clone tilts his head, adjusting his glasses, squinting thoughtfully at real Ford.

“do my glasses really sit that crooked?” the clone asks, poking at the bridge. “is that why everything’s slightly tilted all the time?”

“hm,” real Stanford rubs his chin. “honestly, i always wondered if these frames made my face look too narrow.”

“wait, do they?” the clone presses, turning slightly, admiring the angle of the glasses from the side. “maybe the square ones Fidds offered me would’ve—“

“how do you know?” Stanford wants to ask, but then he clicks his tongue, because, ah yeah. . . that's literally his clone. so instead he says, “just, stop touching them, alright?”

the clone raises a brow. “but they’re our glasses, no?”

“actually, mine,” Ford corrects stiffly, suddenly hyperaware of the smudge on his left lens. god. do they really squish his face?

real Ford paces in a tight circle, muttering furiously under his breath, thinking what to do next while behind him, his clone is inspecting the lab.

“you really let the flux cables sit like that? you know they’re supposed to be wrapped clockwise, not—“

“great,” real Stanford snaps, whirling around. “just great. now i get to be corrected by my own clone. is this what i’m like? is this what living with me is like?”

clone Ford blinks and smiles. “yes. obviously!”

that makes Stanford rub his temples hard enough to dig grooves into his skull. “i didn’t make you so you could reorganize my entire lab and critique my wire handling.”

“Ford?” your voice sounds, lilting down the hall. “you okay? you’ve been quiet down there.”

the clone’s breath catches as he turns toward the door. “who was that?”

Ford panics. no. no. no. “you didn’t hear anything,” he says too fast.

but to his fear, second Ford is already dreamy-eyed and real Stanford gets a great view of himself when he blushes. so silly, geez. . . “oh, she sounds divine. how did we land someone with a voice like that?”

Ford’s eye twitches. “don’t romanticize my partner, you bootlegged pervert. . .“ he mumbles to himself, already thinking about what to do with his annoying copy.

annoying scanning sound suddenly fills the room as the cloning machine starts working again.

“what are you doing? stop that!” Stanford panics, but it's too late.

“sorry, im just curious about how this machine works! you're curious too, right? you’re always saying curiosity is what drives progress!” the clone says, pushing up his glasses with a proud face.

looks like a third pair of eyes wouldn’t hurt.

[ghoulishhx]

as a music oriented girly (my dream is to be in a band) i need to play frank sooo many songs and write songs about him and teach him guitar properly because baby could NOT play in the show lmao bless him

my toxic trait is relating lyrics to any situation ever and i fear i would make him cry by shoving headphones at him and being like this song is so you and maria or you and your kids and its the most gut wrenching song ever (probably pheobe bridgers) but yknow hes gotta process somehow 🥰🥰

ugh i love music and i love frank castle

-💥 (hope youre having a wonderful day!! mwah)

oh my god i feel like we may be the same person??? because me too??? I'm actually a musician irl, released some songs over written on Spotify in the past but they're not there anymore because I got self conscious of them LOL. I play guitar, bass and I sing too :3 I used to be in a band back in university and it was so fun ugh I miss it!!!

maybe it's me being biased, but i think frank would find it so HOT. I've said before and I'll say it again, he LOVES and artistic girl, he loves how passionate you get over your hobbies and interests. especially a fucking sexy ass guitar/bass player, that would drive him feral. he's such a big music lover anyway, but you elevate his love for it even more.

I can imagine you trying to teach him, and he's so fucking stubborn usually but even more so in this circumstance.

"no frank c'mon. that's the wrong barre chord, you're playing f#m instead of fm"

"what's the fuckin' difference anyway? both f's ain't they?"

"there's a difference baby, a big one. move your fingers like this, lemme show you."

you reach around him, angling his large calloused hands in your smaller calloused fingers, maneuvering them along the strings. even if he's not as skilled as you are, he still enjoys your company guiding him through this stuff, feeling your warmth as you encompass him fills his heart, listening intently to your lessons, indulging you.

oh and I believe it goes without saying you and frank have an insanely large physical media collection, especially vinyls. before you, Frank was very minimalistic, not seeing any point in clutter or things that weren't toilet roll and artillery. but moving in together you moved your expensive vinyl set-up into your shared home, and now it's the pride and joy of your living space. there's never a second a record isn't spinning, whether it be waylon jennings or system of a down. music is such a huge part of your life, and Frank adores that about you, indulging in it by treating you on birthdays and christmas' to rare pressings of your sought after albums etc.

there was many nights he'd return home to you sobbing on the kitchen floor, headphones on your head as you listen to the most gut wrenching song of your life.

"told ya y'should stop listening to jeff buckley sweetheart, he always makes ya like this." he would softly speak, crouching down to your removing the headphones.

"he's just so perfect frankie, I know it's over is the perfect cover." you sigh wiping the tears from your sodden cheeks.

"I know doll, I know. c'mere." even though he didn't understand how you could feel so extremely for a song he doesn't hesitate lifting you into his strong arms and carrying you to bed, tucking you up in his chest as you hum the melody to a song you've been writing. despite your differences, he wouldn't change you for the world.

I'm in agony i need to play for him NOW

[quintessenceofdust88]

WIP Wednesday Thursday

I was tagged by @bidisasterevankinard and @frogsinflannel (thank you so much, darlings! ♥) for WIP Wednesday yesterday and I didn't get this done on time, but I really wanted to post something because I'm slowly getting back to writing, sooo. Here's the beginning of Ch. 7 from Little Blobs:

“Sophia?”

“No. Luna?”

“Pretty, but no. Abigail?”

“...Tommy.” 

“...Yeah, okay, just realized the problem with that one. Hard no.” Sigh. “This is not working. How about we come up with some boy names?”

“Okay. Benjamin?”

“No. Owen?”

“Definitely not. Romeo?”

“No, Evan, our child is not a Shakespearean hero”

“Well, there goes Hamlet and Macbeth.”

“...you were not planning on naming our son Hamlet.”

“That’s rich coming from the one who wanted to name him Maverick”

“I just wanted to reference a good movie” Snap. ‘Wait. I got it! Luke and Leia”

“...I’m divorcing you”

“I’m taking that as a no”

They flop back on the bed, and Buck sighs, running a hand on his twenty-two-week bump. The babies are quiet right now, which is not helpful; if they had kicked, Buck could have gauged their opinions on the name options. 

“Why is it so hard to name our kids?! I figured at this point we’d have figured out what their names are, you know?” He laments, resting his head against Tommy’s shoulder. 

Tommy presses a kiss to his forehead, a small chuckle escapes his lips. He rests a hand above Buck’s belly, running his thumb over it as it’s been his habit (and Buck already knows he’ll miss it once the babies are out).

“I know, love, but have some more patience. They’ll tell us who they are eventually. We just have to keep listening”

“I just hope they tell us before they’re old enough to understand they’re being called Blob 1 and Blob 2”

“Well. It’s certainly unique” Tommy says, and Buck glares at him. His husband smiles smugly, and gives him a small peck on the lips. “I’m kidding, sweetheart. But it will come to us, I promise”

“It’s just… We’re assembling the nurseries today”, Buck says, trying his hardest not to pout. “I wanted to do the whole writing his names on the wall thing, you know? You are so talented, you could make a whole panel based on their names meanings or something”

Tommy presses a long kiss to his forehead, comfortingly rubbing his hand in Buck’s arm. Buck knows he’s being a bit irrational about this, and that it’s probably the hormones’ fault, so Tommy comforting him instead of finding it funny is actually very welcome. 

“Evan”, he says warmly. “We’re just starting the nurseries today, love. Assembling the cribs and painting the walls. There will be plenty of time for me to do a pretty panel with their names on it.”

“Not plenty of time. Sixteen weeks at the most, if they don’t decide to come early.” Buck argues stubbornly, and Tommy chuckles. 

“Well, it’s 9 am so forgive me for not doing math, but I’d say sixteen weeks with seven days each still count as plenty of time. We’ll be fine. They’ll be fine” Tommy reassures him, and Buck does pout now. 

“Stop being all rational with me. It’s sexy”, he complains (though it can hardly be called a complaint), burrowing his nose in Tommy’s neck, and pressing a kiss right on the spot that makes Tommy shiver. 

“You stop it, our family will be here for lunch in three hours and the house is a mess.” Tommy says, but he’s already running his hand on Buck’s hair, tugging at the curls. Buck smirks against his neck, his hand slipping under Tommy’s shirt to run over his chest. 

“Three hours is plenty of time…” Buck argues, and Tommy scoffs. 

“Oh, but sixteen weeks isn’t?” He quips, and Buck turns a kiss into a small bite in retaliation, which makes Tommy flinch slightly. 

“Shut up and stop denying your pregnant husband”, Buck demands, and well.

Who’s Tommy to argue with that?

Np tagging (you can consider it an early tag for Fuck it Friday ♥) @agentpeggycartering @unhingedangstaddict @laundryandtaxesworld @trombonechurchill @typicalopposite @peppermintquartz and whoever else would like to join ♥

[kazisonline]

a few things I really liked in the thunderbolts, and here will be spoilers:

1. Yelena still is an aroace icon, and her saying that she's so alone she comes back home to noone like yup some shit aroace people deal with all the time right there the fear of always being alone that resonated hard

2. Canon bpd character, Bob Reynolds you are such a great character I adore you

3. This one will be complicated but the writing was really a mix. When it wanted to be funny it really was, and when it was subtle it was great. But when there was any exposition it was sooo on the nose I was rolling my eyes ugh. When good it was really good, when bad it was really bad

4. Quote from Valentina which I really liked: "Righteousness without power is just an opinion". That's what I'm saying with the writing being good when they want to!

5. The acting was really great all the way I think everyone gave their best, I think David Harbour and Florence Pugh together just killed it their dad-daughter chemistry was super fun. Sebastian Stan was eeehhh okay but honestly as I said, he was just kinda THERE in this movie they didn't give him much to work with he did okay

6. The opening? Really fucking cool

7. After-after credits scene Bucky's hair. Marvelous

8. Sentry looking like the fucking Homelander that was great. Also the way he was "killing" people was scary af

9. John Walker's annoying-to-likable balance was perfect in my eyes

And now some things I want to complain about because I'm just like that sorry

1. The scenes where they ALL come together to help. I get that we're showing hey, this unlikely group is actually working together look! And it's fun when you do it once. Maybe twice. But a third time?? I'm rolling my eyes. And I think it was 4

2. Exposition dumps. I think they did as well as they could to not make them super cheesy but Marvel, let's be fucking for real, you don't need to explain to us who the main characters of this movie are because people who don't know who they are will NOT COME TO SEE THIS MOVIE. it's really not needed eugh. But this is a tiny thing I can pretend I don't see this not a big deal

3. Before this point I have to say that I'm not crazy about Bucky Barnes. I like him but I'm not a person that will go to a movie just to see him. With that in mind: not enough Bucky in this movie. Either put him in there and have him bond with the group more or just remove him altogether. I really think he was not needed in there and maybe it would've been even better if he wasn't because there would be more time to explore the main characters

4. Not angsty enough but eh it's a marvel movie why did I think it's gonna be deep. It was literally just as deep as "nooo you can't face depression alone, don't suffer alone, reach out to people". Thanks 👍??? Marvel!

Aaaaand that's about it I guess?? If I remember anything I'll add it

[pollkien]

Maglor propaganda:

Valinor Taylor Swift except with 10000% less pollution

Literally called “Maglor the Mighty Singer, whose voice was heard far over land and sea”

Disappeared mysteriously… perhaps turned into a crab… who knows

Maglor’s gap <3 what gap? Yes.

Slew Uldor who betrayed the Union of Maedhros personally. Don’t cross Maglor I guess!

his heart was “sick and weary with the burden of the dreadful oath” 🥺🥺🥺

Also he raised Elrond and Elros! After kidnapping them and throwing them into a cave but y’know.

Also tried to be a decent guy. “And Maglor answered: ‘If it be truly the Silmaril which we saw cast into the sea that rises again by the power of the Valar, then let us be glad; for its glory is seen now by many, and is yet secure from all evil.’ Then the Elves looked up, and despaired no longer”

“Then Maglor desired indeed to submit, for his heart was sorrowful, and he said: ‘The oath says not that we may not bide our time, and it may be that in Valinor all shall be forgiven and forgot, and we shall come into our own in peace.’” He felt sooo bad about it :((

He’s like the sad wet puppy that someone abandoned on the street that wants pets but keeps biting your hand for getting near

Forever wandered the shore singing in pain and regret </3 he’s so pathetic

Pulled an unnamed wife somehow?

Could’ve also died! Tolkien writes that “The last two sons of Fëanor, compelled by their oath, steal [the Simarils], and are destroyed by them, casting themselves into the sea, and the pits of the earth.”

Macalaurë is just such a cute name. His names are all so cute. He is so cute

Beren propaganda:

Tolkien’s self insert, so…

Scored the sexiest half Maia wife in existence. Also was a little creepy about it but we forgive him

Such a wife guy!

Finrod’s bestie (and i’m sure they shared in other pleasures too… wink wink)

First vegan of middle earth good for him

Quite the badass. Slew the orcs that killed his father and their men, survived in Dorthonion alone for four years, had a bounty placed on his head by Morgoth with the same price as Fingon (the fucking high king), and orcs fled when he was rumored to be approaching. Also made it through Spider Valley by himself

Became the friend of birds and beasts!

Succeeded in stealing a Silmaril from Morgoth himself.

Also throttled Curufin. <3

He leaps so good man

Sang a song of parting as he headed for angbang 🥺

I meant to write angband but i can’t be assed to fix it

Huan actually spoke to him wow

Got his hand bit off by Carcharoth while he was holding the Silmaril

Literally got revived by the power of love

Beren’s son was the hottest being ever so he mustve also been quite hot

Also killed the dwarves that swindled Thingol yay

“Beren had golden-brown hair and grey eyes. He was taller than most of his kinsmen, but (according to the trait of his House) he was broad-shouldered, and his limbs were very strong.” Sexy

[bimbovicc]

#MAKE-UP ROUTINEˎˊ˗

pairing — Starfire (Koriand’r) x f!reader

synopsis — Omggg I just saw this and instantly thought of Kori!! She could totally bend me over and fuck me with a sparkly lil makeup brush and I’d be moaning with my legs up like a dumb lil toy—pretty and messy just for her!!

tags — She’s sooo obsessed with you it’s actually insane… like, you’re literally her fav girl on Earth!! Kori’s always testing cute lil beauty things on you—lip gloss, brushes, sparkly rollers—and somehow they always end up inside you… she just has to know if it makes you feel good. You’re her pretty playdoll, legs spread while she moans about how perfect you look stuffed with glittery girl things… and you love ittt, don’t lie 😆

a/n — hehe just imagine being Kori’s fav lil toy ever… all pretty n’ needy while she plays with you like you’re part of her beauty routine—like, you’re laid out all cute while she stuffs her sparkly tools inside you just to see how you react?? she’s giggling and praising you while you moan like a dumb baby… ughh you were made to be her girl <3 ALSO WHY IS NO ONE WRITING KORI X READER?? LIKE I CANNOT FIND ANY GOOD ONES WTH

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You weren’t even sure how it started.

One moment, you were showing off your new pink makeup bag to Kori — glossy, frilly, filled with shimmer and fluff. The next, you were spread out on her silken bedsheets, still in your pastel bra and thigh-highs, legs twitching as she cooed down at you.

“Oh, little star,” she purred, long fingers petting your inner thigh. “You are trembling already… and I’ve barely touched your pretty little lips.”

She wasn’t talking about the ones on your face.

She smiled — sweet and glowing, but dangerous. Then held up the blush brush from your bag. The softest one. The one you used every morning while humming to yourself in front of the mirror.

Kori’s voice dropped, syrupy and low. “Do you think it misses you, baby? The brush? Should we let it say hello?”

You gasped when she brought the bristles between your thighs, stroking over your soaked panties like it was the most normal thing in the world. Like teasing your pussy with makeup tools was just part of your morning routine.

Kori leaned down, nuzzling your cheek with her warm lips as the brush moved in slow, delicate circles. “You’re such a little doll. Soft and wet for me. You even smell like sugar and cream.” She chuckled, breath hot on your skin. “Your kitty loves the attention, doesn’t she? She’s purring for me.”

You whined, back arching as the brush traced your clothed clit. You were melting. Absolutely dripping.

“Shhh, baby,” she whispers, lips pressed to your neck while her fingers finally hook into your panties. “Let me see her. She’s been so patient…”

You’re whining, writhing, toes curling in your thigh-highs as Kori slides the wet fabric down your thighs, slow and teasing. Her lips part when she sees you—so pretty, puffy, glistening.

“Oh… sweet star,” she murmurs, almost in awe. “She’s so wet. All for me?”

Your cheeks burn, your thighs twitch, and your answer is just a needy little moan. Kori smiles, so soft it hurts. Then she picks up the makeup brush again.

“You were such a good girl for me earlier,” she purrs. “Now I’ll take proper care of her.”

She dips the blush brush low, gently brushing it against your bare clit—so soft, so delicate, so freakishly filthy. The bristles tickle and tease and kiss your swollen little bud, and you almost sob, legs twitching as your hips buck up to meet it.

“You’re twitching,” Kori breathes, voice dripping with honey. “Your clit is so sensitive, isn’t it? Does she like this, baby? Does she like her little brush bath?”

She keeps stroking. Gentle swirls. Slow little flicks. The softest brush on the most desperate, needy spot on your whole body.

“I want her to feel pampered,” Kori whispers, brushing over your clit like she’s applying shimmer to your cheeks. “She deserves to be adored. Just like her owner.”

Your legs are shaking. Your stomach’s tight. You’re gasping Kori’s name like a prayer. And she just keeps going, humming like she’s painting your soul.

“She’s soaked, baby,” Kori giggles. “I think she likes her beauty routine.”

[joi-me-hoi-me-noi]

Hi!

Could I request a platonic Zoro x younger sister?

A small but powerful duel wielder, she takes a severe hit to the back saving a small family in battle. After stumbling back to the ship, she locks herself in the bathroom to hide from Zoro. Shes in pain, and scared of what her brother will think and afraid he will scorn her because of his *scars on the back are a swordsmans shame* belief. Eventually, he gets to her, and silently washes and bandages her back. The entire time, she is also silent, shaken and panicking inside, and slightly shaking. What happens next is completely up to you.

Thank you, but no need to write this one if it is uncomfortable! Have a good day!

A/n: This is sooo good!! Thank you for requesting ducky! Now enjoy this wonderful piece of work <3333

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She could feel the blood, warm and gushing through her wound. The hot substance stains her clothing, the shirt she wore now a muddy red. Thanks to the adrenaline, she couldn't feel it quite yet but she knew she'd feel it eventually. Her breathing was heavy as she held herself up against a wall of somebody's house. She was almost there, just a few more steps and she'd be on the boat.

She had to hurry before her brother came back onto the ship with the rest of the crew. At the thought of her brother, she ran as fast as she could to the boat. She climbed on and ran into the bathroom. Her brother would be so disappointed, she had to hide this somehow. She lifted the back of her shirt and winced at the sight of the wound. So much blood. Too much blood.

"Fuck." She whispered under her breath. "He's going to hate me...Oh my god, he's actually going to disown me."

She paces the small bathroom, rubbing her eyes trying to control her emotions. Her chest became tight as she held back tears while trying to control her breathing. Then a loud knock sounded on the door.

"Y/n? Are you okay?"

It was him, she wiped her eyes and fixed herself up as best as she could.

"Yeah. What's up?" Your voice shook slightly when you answered, maybe he didn't notice.

You heard slight mumbles from Zoro, he was talking to the crew. Then you heard the footsteps of the crew, they were leaving.

He knew.

"Open the door, Y/n."

You comply, gently setting your sword to lay against the wall, before opening the door. A stern but gentle look is on his face. Then he looks at your hands. Fuck! You forgot to wash the blood off your hands!

"Turn around."

You hesitate and look at him. His head is tilted slightly downward, eyes looking into your own and he uses his finger in a circle. You just comply while shutting your eyes, you don't know how he's going to react. You hear him sigh and then his rough hands are on your shoulders, pressing you into a stool in the bathroom.

You both don't say anything during the process of him checking your wound. You cry out in pain when he pours disinfectant on the wound but bite your lip to silence yourself. He wraps the wound tightly, your fingernails digging into the wooden stool before turning you around to face him.

"Were you just planning on hiding this from me? From everyone?"

"..."

"Y/n, you could die from infections with a wound like that. This is serious, you should've told me immediately!" He holds your shoulder with one hand, slightly shaking some sense into you.

You start shaking on your own now, wet hot tears dropping against your knees. You look up at him finally and just cry. He brings you in for a non-painful hug.

"I thought you'd disown me for that."

"How'd you get that anyway? Did someone ambush you?"

"No, I saved a small family from some guy."

He held your face in his hands.

"You need to worry about yourself. Worrying about others is going to get you killed."

As soon as those words left his mouth, you pushed his hands away.

"So you're telling me that you wouldn't save a family?! Zoro, are we serious right now?!"

"Yes, I'm so serious! How do you think I made it this far! I worry. about. my-damn-self. Why the hell would you even think of doing-"

"It was the fucking right thing to do! I'd do it again even if I had died!"

You get up to leave and he grips your shoulder.

"We are NOT done talking!"

"No, no, no. I'M done talking to you! Have you no fucking compassion or empathy?! You sound like a fucking fool!"

You pull your arm out of his grasp and leave him in the bathroom. The crew is back on the ship and they're looking at you. You just quickly run to your designated room and go to sleep.

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[interlink-au]

I'm about to oversimplify these boys so much so I don't spend 5 hours on this.

Legend - He's prickly on the outside but soft on the inside. He has a lot of angst capabilities but he can also be very caring. Just gotta make sure other people don't notice how much he cares. 😤 Good for putting into situations. Angst or comedy, he can do both!

Wind - He's a silly lil guy! He knows how to bring up the positivity of the group. But he's also very capable.

Four - He just feels relatable somehow. Is he an INTP or something? Plus there's the fun splitting and Minish stuff, and it's fun to see how various people handle writing that.

Wild - He's chaos incarnate. He's good for whump and comedy.

Hyrule - I'm soft for the fluffy fairy boy. But he's also a kick-butt, surviving by the skin his teeth guy. (I think I might have combined two idioms. I'm tired.)

Twilight - He's a big brother! Great with kids. A friendly country boy! Plus wolf for shenanigans.

Warriors - His sassy perfectionist demeanor is really entertaining. There's also a lot of potential for backstory between him and Wind and Time.

Sky - He's nice but also has the capability for great rage. But mostly he's nice, and I like him for that.

Time - He has a lot going on inside. A lot of potential for mischief, for funny shenanigans, for angst... But he hides all the fun away behind his adult demeanor.

Now I've gotta do my kids. I can't help it. They're my boys.

Vet - Same reason as Legend

Mask - Similar reason as Legend, but with Wind's mischievousness mixed in x2. It's almost a tie between him and Vet. Mask inserts himself more into various story bits like the nosy little guy he is, though, so maybe he is first. But I'm in sassy mood, so it's Vet today.

Wind - Same as LU Wind

Wild - Same as LU Wild but even more chaos because he has the power of Zonai magic and creativity on his side.

Mini - He's a sweet little baby boy who likes being treated like one, but he can secretly kick butt. I have big respect for him holding onto his childhood despite everything.

Verdi - He's so... Gosh, how do I explain it in a few words... He's a fabulous guy who chooses kindness even when he wants to beat someone's head in and I think that's beautiful.

Twilight - Same reason as LU Twilight. And he has sooo many kids he can fuss over.

Aspect - He's a funky lil guy (I say despite him being the tallest.) He's an odd one with odd mannerisms and is socially awkward as heck. I relate to him lol.

The Four as a group because they get up to the most fun interactions together. Ember overshares and gets scolded, River tries to smooth things over, Quartz gets all logical, and Forest makes it all worse when he accidentally turns it into an argument. I think Quartz and Ember are the most fun though.

Mouse - He's awkward and self conscious but he has a strong sense of justice. Everything he experiences is complicated by fae instincts he doesn't realize are odd, which is fun to write.

Engineer - He is just so empty-headed. There is so little in his brain. I love him.

Echo - He's a very likeable and enthusiastic guy, and I can't wait to give him the tools to better express himself.

Junior - He irritates me by being such a mystery sometimes, but his backstory is so tragic and interesting and has so many implications. If I can just get inside his head, we'd have so much fun. Or misery. Maybe he's shutting me out as a defense mechanism. Actually, yeah, that's definitely a defense mechanism.

Gen - He's kind of tied with Sky, but I made up Gen's entire backstory with a theoretical game with mechanics and everything, so he beats Sky today just on that bias.

Sky - He's a bit hard for me to write if his mind isn't on certain things. I love him, but the others have him beat out for being more interesting to me. Yeah, he has a lot going on with all the stuff that happened in his adventure and what it means for the future and all that, but I'm not as drawn to that as I am some others. He's harder for me to throw into situations. He's in my top three go-to Link doodles though.

Cap - Again, I struggle with writing him. I like his interactions with Mask, because he is the first to call the kid out on his crap when he goes too far, and Mask has a certain respect for him for that. But he has so much self-loathing right now that he's not fun. He can be fun. I've written him in funny situations. But getting him from sad boy to (mostly) confident sassy man is a steep hill that I'm still trying to map out.

Ack, now I'm thinking of Mask too much. He's first now. Sorry Vet. It's a close thing.

And pretty sure I don't have anyone to tag who isn't already tagged, but if you want to join, go ahead!

Gonna try and start a tag game, so let's go!

We've all got our favorite Links, but I wanna know how ALL the LU Links rank for you.

I'll start! And just to note, I've only played Sky, Wild, and Twilight's games so far.

1. Sky- My favorite Link, though his game is my second favorite

2. Wild- Second favorite Link, but his games are my favorite

3. Warriors- Haven't played his games, but @crazylittlejester has made him one of my top three

4. Time- Gives big Dad vibes, he's just trying to keep his children out of trouble

5. Twilight- Absolutely the big brother

6. Legend- Not as bitter as I often see him portrayed. He's just a (older) kid whose been through a lot

7. Hyrule- Played his games a LONG time ago, never made it past the first dungeon. I don't really have much to say about him though

8. Wind- Cute kid, I like him but don't have much to day about him either

9. Four- I unfortunately don't know anything about him beyond LU, sorry Four!

Tagging:

@skyloftian-nutcase @crazylittlejester @skyward-floored @sprite-and-the-bunnydragons and anyone else is welcome to join as well!

[eternitylives]

Haikyuu!! Fic Recs

tsukkiyama;

these clumsy first steps by bkakinabottle

I love how it shows the awkwardness of new relationships but also the cuteness of the entire fic in general!!! very them imo

i don't deserve you by basil_lime

cute!!! I can barely even describe this one it's so good! the perfect amount of humor and emotion!!

Anything I Want by todxrxki

I absolutely loved this writing style, also captain yamaguchi??? yes please. I really like how yamaguchi's thoughts are written, feels very in character for him. I really liked how volleyball and love were connected.

Over The Moon (Over The Stars) by daydr3ammz

this is actually my own fic, but I would say it's one of my best works!!! it's a 5 plus 1 sooo.

my fics are only avaliable to signed in users, sorry!!!

kagehina;

i never planned on someone (like you) by spaceburgers

Omg I have no clue about baristas (who does besides baristas I mean) but this was so cute and funny.

6/10 by CheekyBrunette

I don't really read kageyama angst 'cause I don't ever really see one that isn't his canon backstory, but this is new—I love how it dwells into insecurity and social anxiety! and I really love how understanding and accommodating hinata is.

10,787 miles away by zukushou

For some reason I'm very picky with timeskip fics (even worse that there's not many of them) but this one was nice! I liked their interactions, it felt very them.

arankita;

A Perfect Fit by rhiwrites18

I absolutely love how it encapsulates exactly how aran is (or how he seems to me, I guess), and I love his interactions with others people for some odd reason. dialog is so well written and it's a perfect mix of humor and feelings.

you can hear it in the silence by sebootyslay

Most stories surround Aran's feelings, but this one is about Kita's. I really think this really makes sense for Kita's character. This was so cute, I live for small acts of service.

other non-ship centered fics;

off the bench and into the deep end by severalbees

the ones who are usually on the bench on the bench, suga, yamaguchi, ennoshita, narita, kinoshita.

the perfect mix of feelings and humor, it felt very real?? I don't know how to say it properly, all I know is I reread this one all the time and I love how they all interact and just sksksksksk

smells like air salonpas by psidn

(I do wanna say that this fic is for signed in users only)

okay, so this does have some shipping, but it's unrequited, and isn't the main topic of the fic. I love the first years sm and this story really does them justice, it's so cute and funny.

don't talk to me or any of my fourteen children ever again by meregalaxiesandgods

some ships but the main part is each individual person!! i love seeing each member of the team form ukai's pov!!!

I will read more ships, but so far, these are my main recommendations!!!

[pictureofdoriaaaaaangay]

the Disco Elysium writers strike again via my boyfriend sending me quotes :)))

[choccy-milky]

from my new oneshot, 'the vexing village of vellmore' ✨ ao3 / wattpad ((it's about seb & clora visiting a cursed village and trying to figure out how to break the curse, and since it ended up being 50k words i decided to split it into 2 chapters and the next part will be out soon!🙏 also, while it does have spoilers for the raven and the snake, it's a standalone story and can be read blind💖))

[dewwshi]

i read homeland and this is mostly the impression i got

[fuumiku]

Demon AU (krkb)

+ bonus Kuro

Kurokabuuu!! If Kabru gets to be naked then so does Kuro, equality for all 🔥Not to break the mystique but in that intro comic Kuro isn't flexing he's just pushing Mickbell away bc he about to be in business mode gdbdg. Was weird trying to make Kuro look more demony, did not work very well except for making him buffer but hey...! A black dog demon yeah yeah yeah...!

I have accidentally recreated Howl's Moving Castle... NOW HEAR ME OUT- The base concept for my satyr Kabru AU (the initial idea was the sketch where he has no horns haha) now turned demon AU was materializing Kabru's fear of anything monster, particularly his insecurity as a kid of being an incubus('s child and that making him a monster), and helping him work through it so he can love himself and others and the world better, but everything started clicking only after thinking about Kuro's role in the setting more. He's this feared dude with a witchy reputation and a lil rhyme about how everyone should stay away from him for their own sake etc etc, but he's not a demon just a dog dude really. The setting in this AU is much like Dunmeshi, but all monsters are called "demons" instead and tied with this concept of demonic not just monstrous, there's special generalized fear in them being kinda fundamentally evil. But they're just beasts, and sometimes just demihuman races, like Kuro. Magic does exist though, and curses, and yeah just a folk kinda vibe!

Kabru because he's become supernatural knows how to speak Kuro's tongue now too, or maybe he's always known it idk... But Kabru sought Kuro out because he's The demon guy around, thought if anyone around would know how to do anything about his having become a monster it'd be him- Mickbell is there too ig like waaa this innocent-looking (def isn't) human loves this demon and lives with him, alone but peaceful as hermits in the woods? Wah wild. Wah we can still have love?? Wah we can fall in love together and live happy monster lives even if ostracized??! Wah wait I'm not even a monster it was just my own latent magical powers cursing myself because I worried and believed myself to be a demon so intensely for so long?!! Wah we can truly have it all...... Growth feels so nice. Except Mickbell, that grown ass man is not finding inner peace yet. Still he's chill here since he's a side char not a main one

It's how Kuro's confident in himself despite everything being stacked against him, it's how he still trusts and likes himself, it's how he just wants a simple happy life and pursues what he wants, it's how he takes things simply... Self-critical Kabru always neglecting himself over obsessing about the greater good could learn from him........ Kuro is the only one after his transformation that unconditionally welcomes him and shows him compassion and it's all so confusing to him, especially since at first Kabru wouldn't even offer that same humanization to Kuro, only risked it out of necessity for his own circumstances, but he gradually becomes able to see the humanity in him despite his appearance, mannerisms, way of life and ideals, until he sees the humanity in him and himself too despite their appearances, until he finds there's nothing wrong in this routine and life of theirs in this isolated magical little place, until........... Just about accepting all of those fuzzy inbetween ways to be that are unclean and hard to understand from the outside, and growing comfortable in them and loving himself and kuro and the life they've made together.......!!!!!! What if through humanizing you I humanized myself... What if through growing a understanding for each other wevalidated ourselves, love as self-love...

I love including Rin into things, for a more plotty story it'd be neat if she tried and followed Kabru... He up and disappeared and she's a capable mage and she doesn't know what his plan was because he never tells her anything so she goes out and pursues him- Could even be the main antagonist besides just idk self-hate and townspeople lol, like she thinks Kuro is keeping him prisoner or something and also because she kinda represents the same kinda social trauma Kabru has, where she's strict about conforming and being an irreproachable undeniable human so she kind of wants to drag him back to that state he was in of anxiety over acting and being human enough...... But of course in the ultimate confrontation when she has her staff pointed at Kuro and they talk, she's hurt by him not confiding in her and thinking of her as someone who wouldn't help, but she understands and stops and yay happy ending :> And if we want them to be in this Holm and Dia may be allies I feel 🤔Like maybe they help out Kabru when they see him, help him escape their human village at one point or something, Holm is quite nice and cares for spirits and Dia's fled her home too so they kinda get it in a way, it'd contrast Rin... This isn't about the Laios party lol. Rin & Mickbell shenanigans would lowkey be fun like maybe Mickbell tricks Rin into thinking Kabru IS there against his will so she can take him away and the status quo of Mickbell not having to share Kuro with anyone is preserved, or maybe they just shittalk and grumble together. Gbdgd this is a plotline about accepting change and these two are noooot happy about it

So yeah he hates being a monster that's the schtick!! Won't a cool dog man pleaseeee turn me human again. Surely he can do that right. So he goes to live with this feared coolass magicky guy and that guy's little guy at his weird home and through making connections and self-love the curse you actually unknowingly put on yourself gradually lessens and disappears, but you don't care anymore because that's the point 😌 Which is why I call it a Howl's Moving Castle recolor gdbd

Kabru is usually the voice of reason within kurokabu so it's really fun switching the roles in that way. If you're just stumbling into this and are sooo confused first of all congrats on getting so far second I can't overstate how unironic this is + if you want more explanation about the ship I made a brainstormy manifesto here <3 Like, did you know Kuro's name is actually Yodan? He was likely called Kuro by Mickbell due to the language barrier. In this AU it's because no one's interested in him as a person so people just give him an ominous title that means black. But Kabru learning his name and Kuro willingly giving away that information and Kabru feeling the weight of it because he really thinks this'd allow him to control him (he can't actually control bc he's not a demon! No one's a demon yay! Just weirdo humans who get otherized)......

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Other vers because I 1) really like it and 2) am very indecisive. I overthink every single slight color change I stg lol

Sigh....... Like bro what if we were both so so far away from home and we knew we can't really go back and we've made our peace with that but man I miss not having been ripped away from my homeland and we are both so so isolated in our own ways in our presents and with a small yet gigantic gesture of compassion and of seeing each other we can learn and grow together with secret study dates where I teach you how to communicate the same way you're teaching me your language, we are both reaching across to each other we are both finding in one another a presence and humanity that feels so rare anywhere else. A sliver of warmth a sliver of home but also a sliver of the new, and embracing that things are changing and that we've changed and wow the animality within humanity and the humanity within animality!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey bro your humanity I am only now fully grasping and coming to terms with is so hot bro............ What if your beastly features ended up making me more comfortable in my own stinky human animal flawedness bro........ What if we could just be together reassured through each other that we're human enough no matter what and that's all we need to just be and wahhhhh aughhhhh

Kurokabu is Kuro needing to choose between Kuro and Yodan. Kurokabu is needing to feel comfortable in animality within humanity. What if we stopped repressing ourselves 🫶

[lemongogo]

viktor prev 🤖

[l1f3l]

New pjsk group leaked real not clickbait ⁉️⁉️⁉️

Lol but fr hello i finally finished all 4 chibi sprites. Here s more of them

I wanna make intro posts for them soon, but i think i ll do that when i finish their sekai fits fullbody drawings. For now here s some basic info bout em under the cut:

Group of outcasts and troublemakers somehow end up in eachothers lives and start making music together, to convey the feelings they can't vocalise.

Mayumi - He's an aloof boy that doesn't listen to anyone and is difficult to converse with due to his weird, roundabout way of conversing with people, if he replies to you at all. He loves fashion and music, spends a lot of time trying out different instruments but he has an electric guitar at home that he plays often. Oh and he usually wears his hair behind his ears and no band aid, but he has a lot of piercings and doesn't wanna get in trouble at school, because it'd be a nuisance.

Ayase - Ray of sunshine that won't stop can't stop- but despite being so friendly and easy to get along with, he doesn't seem to have many friends. He always gets in trouble for breaking the unform code.

Haru - Transfer student with infinite confidence that doesn't back down from a fight. He's chill for the most part, as he doesn't really speak, ever- but if you try to fuck with him you will regret it. Got expelled from his previous school for various things like skipping class very often, breaking uniform code, fighting students and teachers, and generally being a menace.

Yuuta - World's largest chiuwawa. Is scared of everything and everyone, and has a stutter. He doesn't actually attend school irl, his anxiety turning him into a shut in- but in his free time he loves going around town and doing grafitti. He makes double triple sure nobody will see him though, because if he gets caught he will probably combust and die. Grafitti is the only thing that's worth the anxiety to him though.

Their whole story as a group is finding reasons to keep trying- as all of them have given up, in one way or another.