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[nymphomatique]

wanna sit on nerd miguel’s face while i use my phone to snap other guys that’s my little chair fr😔😻

this just changed the trajectory of my life in a way you cannot understand.

cw: slight d/s dynamics, sending nudes, munch miguel makes an appearance once more, bro literally FEASTS, new character yippee (v minor), brief choking (more like a neck squeeze tbh), praise, squirting LOL, miguel gets kicked out again 😔 reader catching feelings?? we may never know. semi proofread today i felt nice. this is a longer one than usual, so enjoy!

“stop fuckin’ squirming down there and eat me out properly,” you say, looking down at miguel. his eyes are hazy and hooded, his glasses somewhere on the bed, his brown eyes clear as day. you grip his head by his hair and position him to where his nose brushes above your clit, and you moan at the feeling. “l-like that, okay miguel? be good for mommy.”

miguel takes heed of your instructions and begins to lick, suck, and thrust up into your wetness, making it hard for you to maintain something relative to your composure. in the throes of miguel’s mouth work, your phone screen, next to miguel’s head, lights up with a snapchat notification from none other than the star quarterback of your school, peter parker. you bite the corner of your lip, mouth pulling up in a smile at an idea. you grab your phone and open it to snapchat, seeing peters name at the top of your snap list. you open his snap and it’s a picture of him shirtless, abs on display, his happy trail just peeking over the band of his pants. his snap is captioned with text reading ‘wyd?’

you prop your camera up, angling it enough that miguel’s face and your pussy are out of frame. miguel stops for a moment to ask what you’re doing, but before he can get a word in you speak up, “if you stop, this will be the last time i ever let you touch me. got it? keep fucking going.” and wordless, miguel does as he’s told, going back to eating you but with a new energy this time. it catches you off guard a bit, and you let out a light f-fuck in response, but you don’t let it derail you from answering peter back.

peter. you and him have had.. complicated history to say the least. since high school, the two of you ran in the same social circles, with him being on your high school football team and you, a cheerleader. a true status quo. the two of you had ended up attending the same underaged parties, hooking up and even going steady for some time, until the blonde busty thing known as gwen stacy walked into your high school in sophomore year and made her claim on your then boyfriend. you figured it out after you walked in on them under the bleachers post-game, the spot where you habitually got on your knees to congratulate peter for his win. you stayed with him after a profuse apology and intense “i’m sorry” fuck session, to your dismay, but broke up with him in the beginning of your senior year. now, you two fuck from time to time, scratching an itch when you have it.

you look back at the tease of a photo on your phone, your tits spilling out your plunge neck crop top and your abdomen cutting off right above your pubic area, your pink thong still visible coming up the sides of your hips. you feel miguel plunge his tongue into you, causing you to fall forward, steadying yourself with one hand, phone in the other. “keep this up and i’m gonna squirt on you, but i bet you’re into that huh?” you laugh out a little, miguel moaning into you in response. you try not to get distracted and caption your snap to peter ‘nothing really’ and press send.

immediately, you see that he opens it and he replies just as fast, this time the photo of him in grey sweats with a visible tent, layer out on his bed. the caption attached, ‘wanna turn your nothing to a something? ;)’ and you roll your eyes. you move to answer him with another midriff picture, but you change your mind. “hey, look at me dweeb,” you say, turning the camera so that it’s capturing the angle of miguel’s mouth on your pussy, covered in spit and your juices. he looks up and sees the camera of your phone pointed down towards him and he goes red in the face and tight lipped. “remember what i told you about stopping,” you remind him, and he maintains eye contact with the camera as he goes back to lick a strip up your pussy, from your leaking hole to your clit. you move your unoccupied hand to his face, palm to his cheek as you slowly caress him with your thumb. “that’s a good boy.”

you move your hand from his cheek, trailing softly down to his strong neck and you wrap your hand around his neck and squeeze. at the pressure he lets out a groan, his hands moving to grip your thighs tighter to his face. “fuck miguel, you’re making mommy so happy right now- ah! fuck, just like that. keep doing that, o-okay?” you moan out. he says nothing, his eyes, still maintaining contact with the camera, clouded with lust, answering for him.

you snap a picture, turned on at the lewdness of it. it’s your pussy on miguel’s face, pink panties pushed to the side as his mouth is sucking on your clit, his hands gripping the fat of your thighs, and your hand around his neck at the same time. you make quick work to save the photo and caption it ‘busy, sorry’, feeling your orgasm approach. you press send and drop your phone, ignoring the back to back buzzing, probably of peters reply to your salacious snap.

a steady heat begins to boil in the pit of your stomach, and you keen forwards, your hand leaving miguel’s neck to grip the white sheets on your bed. “i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna-“ and with that, you feel the pleasure within you tighten then burst, like a damn breaking way, and you begin to tremble as miguel continues his work down on you. the overstimulation begins to hit you, and you feel a spurt of liquid leave your body and miguel groan and suck. “oh my god,” you heave out, “st-stop, no more.”

miguel places a final kiss to your mound as he moves to lift your limp hips for you. he feels sheepish how, his sweater and mouth drenched with your liquids. he wipes his lips and makes way to speak to your still firm on the bed. “are- are you okay?”

you say nothing, grab the nearest pillow you have, and throw it at him. miguel dodges and understands that means get the fuck out.

after collecting yourself, your body still spent and sheets still wet, you roll over on your back and grab your phone to look at what peter replied to you. you open his snap, and laugh a little at his responses.

peter 🚮

| is that fucking o’hara..?

| you’re fucking with me???

| fucking whore

| you sleep with nerds now??

you make way to reply to peter one more time, opening the camera and taking a picture of the wet bedsheets, caption it ‘nerds that can make me cum? yeah’ and unadd him after.

you finally haul yourself up to change your sheets when you see miguel’s glasses on your bed. you grab them and put them on your nightstand, feeling heat rush through your blood to your face, thinking of him and the mess he made of you.

fucking dweeb.

[shinonart]

just got this today!! it's even lovelier in person, thank you <3

Yessss! I'm sp happy to hear it arrived safely and that you like it! Thank you for letting me know!

[hoe4hotchner]

Hey can you do more of Aaron x non bau rich fem!reader. Like maybe with jack

ANON!!!! I’m just out here living my rich stepmom life now, okay? Jack is so cute!!!! I swear I’m weak for domestic Hotch | WC: 423

Inside the living room, you sat on the floor, surrounded by colorful art supplies, while Jack busily worked on his latest school project. The grand space, often reserved for elegant soirées and refined gatherings, had been transformed into a cozy art studio for the day, with large sheets of paper spread out, and markers and paint scattered everywhere.

Jack, his little face scrunched in concentration, held up his creation for you to see. “What do you think?” he asked eagerly, showing off a drawing of what appeared to be a dragon, flying over a castle that looked suspiciously like your home.

You smiled warmly, leaning closer to inspect the details. “It’s perfect, Jack! I love how fierce the dragon looks. You’re getting really good at this. I'm sure your teacher will be impressed with your skills and give you a gold star for the fairy tale topic!” you praised, reaching out to ruffle his hair affectionately.

Jack beamed at your words. “I think Dad’s going to like it, too,” he said, glancing toward the doorway where Hotch had been watching the two of you quietly, his expression soft.

Aaron’s voice cut through the gentle ambiance. “I’m sure I will,” he said, walking into the room and joining you on the floor. His suit jacket was off, and his tie loosened for the first time all day, but he looked relaxed.

“Dad, look! I made the dragon like the one from the book you read to me last night,” Jack explained, already diving into another story about his creation.

You exchanged a fond look with Aaron, who smiled at the scene. This — these simple moments — they were everything to him. “I think we have a true artist on our hands,” Aaron said, his hand gently resting on your shoulder as he sat down beside you, his eyes were full of affection for the both of you.

You grinned, pulling Jack into a little side hug. “I’d say so. I think we'll need more wall space for all of his masterpieces though,” you teased, already scouting which painting you'd have to take down. It made Jack giggle.

Aaron chuckled softly too, his arm slipping around your waist as he looked between the two people he cared for most. It wasn’t the opulence of the mansion or the high-profile life that mattered to him — it was the warmth of the family you had created, the quiet joy of being together, and the love that effortlessly filled the room every time you were together.

[bigfootsmom]

If there’s days when Buck is at work and Tommy is home with Annie, will Buck sometimes call him and beg him to bring her to the firehouse because the shifts are so long and he needs baby time?

Oh 100% (the rest of the 118 also benefits from baby time)

[impish-baby]

Another question! Okay sorry lol I have another question for the both arms cradle you now fic again! So when you answered my previous ask about our step mother and our step siblings I remember in one of the parts you mentioned that their where more siblings like our dad and step mom had more kids or am I wrong? If I am you don’t have to answer this ask! I was also wondering more about the neglect why did they now realize what they put reader/us through? What triggered their yandere behavior sorry for my so many asks! I just love your blog! Have a good day! And drink water and get lots of sleep!

You are right, I did write that! Thing is at the time I was still unsure of who all I was adding to the story as well as the timeline of events :p so reader now officially has two older stepsiblings and a younger half brother!

Reader was fourteen when they finally gave up on their dad, and moved away with their mom shortly after. They didn't want any contact with anyone from Damien's side of the familly, so the Christmas party is everyone's first time seeing them in years. (Four, since reader is eighteen currently in the series)

The first year reader was gone was a shitshow to say the least

Going no contact with everyone was abrupt, especially since the family as a whole was tight-knit. Paul eventually got a hold of reader's mom (she was ignoring Damien) and got a simple explanation that basically boiled down to 'ask your son and his step kids'

Lizzie is already in boiling water at this point since everyone was freaking out about reader being gone all of a sudden, so when she gets set down for some answers she immediately bursts into tears and confesses (miles is also in trouble, and he quietly confirms and admits his part of things)

After everything is out in the open, Damien is having a crisis. He's also sobbing now because he realizes that not only has he been a shitty dad and lost his kid, but you've been through so much (his baby, oh god, his baby..)

Paul has to leave so he doesn't just yell at them all for hours, but makes sure they know that they aren't allowed in his home for the foreseeable future (you can see that he's still really cold to Damien in 'villian and violent')

You know the saying absence makes the heart grow fonder? Dial that up to the extreme.

Everybody misses reader dearly (besides the step sibs at first), there's always a hope that there will be a phone call, a text, something, but it never comes.

Longing and longing and longing starts to turn into something different, because when reader is back (and they will be) what's stopping you from leaving again? Familly is important, even if you were wronged, how do they show you that you need them?

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

do you think solomon would be able to survive a week of not being allowed to call mc adorable? no or no

NO. Big no, lol.

Although this does lead me to wonder why he'd need to stop calling MC his adorable apprentice for a week. Like does the rest of the cast make a bet with him to see if he's capable of going a week without the petname or does Purgatory Hall have an intervention about his excessive use of it?

--

"And then, listen to this! My adorable apprentice used the spell I taught them to whisk the demon away like it was nothing. You should've seen it," Solomon gushes while everyone around him seems to groan and roll their eyes.

"There he goes again with the "my adorable apprentice" thing," Asmo sighs.

Mammon pipes up next. "Yeah! And it's gettin' pretty damn annoyin' too!"

"They're not just your apprentice, Solomon," Satan scolds.

Solomon can't help but chuckle at the stink everyone seems to be making. "What, I can't be thrilled by how MC is exceeding under my supervision?"

"No, you can," Simeon starts, "it's just...you refer to them as your "adorable apprentice" a lot."

"A lot, a lot." Luke adds.

Solomon sits there in silence, soaking up what his roommates are saying. He hadn't realized how often he called MC that, though now that he thinks about it, he can't deny it. When he speaks about them he can't help but be proud.

Belphie then brings up a point mid-yawn. "I bet he couldn't go a week without saying it."

"I second that bet!" Mammon interjects with dollar signs reflected in his eyes.

Lucifer sighs next to him not wanting to entertain this more then he should, but he had to admit that this was probably a bet Mammon could win. "I have to agree with Mammon. You do say it an annoyingly often."

"Ah, so we're betting on this, are we?" Solomon grins, not passing up the opportunity to prove himself while having a little fun. "Fine. I bet that I can go a week without calling MC my "adorable apprentice"." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the Devildom equivalent of twenty dollars and throws it on the table.

"You're on!" Mammon exclaims.

"I believe in you, Solomon!" Luke cheers.

Everyone else follows suit, pooling their money in the middle while declaring their bets. Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Belphie, and Barbatos all betting he'll lose. Leviathan, Asmo, Beel, Diavolo, Simeon, Luke, and himself betting he'll win.

And so the games begin.

Through the week, he does find it difficult to hold back from using the petname. There are several instances when talking about them almost slips him up, though he's always able to catch himself before saying it. It was a term so used to sitting on the tip of his tongue that it was hard to let go. Everyone goes around to check in with each other and him to make sure he hadn't lost the bet yet. All of them stay surprised at his determination to get through the week, but remain skeptical in his ability to actually see the week through. MC, while oblivious to the bet, has even caught on to the absence of Solomon's petname praise.

It's Thursday during their after school lesson with him when it happens. He'd been quizzing them on the different types of magic and they had correctly named each one. They were even able to identify their own and his without extra prompting. Solomon was so caught up in his pride and love for them that he said it without thinking.

"Fantastic! Just what I'd expect from my adorable appren-" he trails off, his eyes widening as his heart sinks.

He just lost the bet.

MC stares at him, worried as to why he cut himself off like that. "Um...are you okay?"

Solomon stands there silently in defeat before replying solemnly, "I need to go make some phone calls..."

--

"Solomon! Just the sorcerer we wanted to see." Simeon greets once Solomon enters the common room after receiving a text from the group chat calling for an emergency meeting.

Solomon glances around to see Simeon, Luke, and Raphael dotting the room in the sofa and chairs. The odd thing is that they all seem relatively calm. Simeon pats the cushion next to him on the couch with a smile, and Solomon immediately obliges and sits down.

"So, what's the emergency?" he asks.

"Oh, this isn't an emergency," Luke says while swinging his legs. Simeon finishes for him, "it's an intervention."

A brow cocks on Solomon's forehead. "An intervention? Is this about me spending too much time in my room again?"

Simeon chuckles. "No. Although we may need to talk about that sometime soon."

"It's about MC." Raphael says, cutting to the chase.

"MC? Are they alright?" Solomon glances quickly between his friends as worry gnaws at his heart.

"MC's fine! It's about you and your obsession with calling them your "adorable apprentice"." Luke explains.

Solomon pauses, almost tempted to laugh at such an asinine reason to call for an intervention. But he sees the seriousness in everyone's eyes and realizes this is actually happening. "Is this a joke or..."

Raphael shakes his head. "I'm afraid not. You use the term so much that we thought maybe it was time to talk to you about it."

"I don't use it that often," Solomon says, slightly offended by the notion. "I praise them accordingly."

"And accordingly would be...all the time?" Simeon asks with a knowing grin.

"Well, I..."

Simeon got him. Okay, so maybe he had a problem, but it's not like it's a big deal. "Why wouldn't I want to praise them for their hard work as my student? I'm sure you all would do the same."

"Maybe so," starts Raphael, "but there's a difference between being proud and being obsessed."

"Yeah, we're just concerned about you, Solomon," Luke adds.

He sees the worry in the little angel's face and sighs, having no choice but to endure this "talk."

"This is barbaric. A man can't even gush over his apprentice anymore..."

The whole of Purgatory Hall laughs at Solomon's pouty joke before continuing with their intervention.

"They say it takes a month to break a bad habit. From this point forward, when you're speaking about them just assume everyone knows MC is your adorable apprentice," Simeon suggests. "You can praise when praise is due, but you don't need to overdo it."

"Fine, I'll give it a try." Solomon mutters, not happy with the compromise. Deep down he knows he'll be lucky if he lasts a week.

[buwheal]

Raises my eyebrows. Up to nothing. Huh Spamton?

[operationlove]

So now that we know Tails is googling how to set his brother up on a date with the ultimate edgelord, what is Knuckles doing? Is he talking to Rouge to figure out how Shadow feels about Sonic?

Good luck getting through her 10 layers of "Not like I care or anything"

[l3viat8an]

i'm obsessed with those photo ideas of Levi's hands. Like i think I have a major thing with hands. I would be perfectly fine with him touching me anywhere he wanted. Not just in a sexual way, just in general. AAAAAAAAdkhfiudhfiafghkjahdakhf Also Levi hugs!!!!

Hands are just so hot!!!-

Omgomg I’ve talked about it a few times but Levi always has to do something with his hands it’s an ADHD thing lolol

Like say you’re cuddling with Levi, his fingertips will run up and down your arm or he’ll rest his hand on your arm and drum his fingers lightly. It’s basically mindless fidgeting- but you get to watch him fingers move and his hand flex a bit 😩

Ororor holding hands with Levi!!!- He’s wants to intertwine your fingers with his soooo bad but he’s a bit awkward at first and he’s squeezing your hand just a little too tight, but when he relaxes it’s really sweet because he’ll keep glancing down at your hands because he still can’t believe it!!! He’s actually holding hands with you!!

ofc I have to add that the morning after sex- Levi absolutely has to take his time ‘n touch every little mark ‘n hickey he left on your body. He’s trying to burn them into his memory and watching you squirm as his fingertips brush against your skin is too cute!-

[sneeb-canons]

heart draws the most foul things on gartic phone to the point that it isnt allowed in their house anymore

ill let yall decide what the last straw was

Headcanon #1011

[lunarbuck]

Vampire!bucky x innocent! Reader smutttt

Orrr

Winter solider!bucky x innocent!reader

Ooh winter soldier is always gonna win in my book, especially with an innocent reader 🖤❤️‍🔥

Some NSFW thoughts… (thank you @flordeamatista for the daydreams)

pairing: winter soldier x innocent!female reader (any race)

wc: 540

warnings: innocent/inexperienced reader, fingering, mirror kink, praise, pet name [princess]

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The Soldier knew from the moment he saw you that he wanted you. That soft look in your eyes, the way you shied away from every touch. He didn’t have to ask to know that you were inexperienced, innocent to the wants and needs of a man like him.

He knows exactly what he wants, knows how he’d touch you, feel you taste you. And the day he finally gets his hands on you, you know you’ll never be the same again.

The Soldier makes you tell him what you want, tells you to use your big girl words, tell him just what you want him to do.

--

“Come on, princess. I see how bad you want me, how needy you’re getting. You need me to show you? Need me to show you just how good I can make you feel?”

He walks you over to your full-length mirror and stands you in front of it. He runs his metal fingers over your skin, making you shiver, and you stare at the trail of goosebumps he leaves.

"Do you not know what you want, princess? Do you need me to show you what you need?" You nod, in a trance-like state, just the way he wants you.

You watch as he tugs your panties down your legs, letting them pool by your feet. He taps the inside of your thighs and you step your feet apart, showing him your pussy.

The Soldier runs his metal fingers down your tummy and teases your clit, his other hand gripping your hip. He looks so much bigger, looming over your shoulder to watch the mirror. He slides his fingers across your clit and circles your entrance but he doesn't press inside.

"You feel how sensitive you are?" He whispers in your ear. "Your legs are shaking already, so responsive for me, princess." You grip his wrists, holding on as best you can, silently begging him for more. Your mind spins, your chest heaves.

"Please, please," you whimper.

"You don't even know what you're begging for," he teases. " You need me to teach you." He slides a finger inside of your pussy, your wetness lubricating the metal. Your eyes flutter shut, but he slaps your inner thigh. "Eyes open, princess. Pay attention."

His thumb teases your clit as he pumps his finger inside of you, knocking the spot that makes your vision blur. He bites on your shoulder, leaving imprints of his teeth, and your legs turn to jelly.

The Soldier slides another finger into your pussy and you squirm at the stretch, but he talks you through it. "You're doing so good for me, princess. Taking my fingers so beautifully." He pumps his fingers faster, stroking your clit in tandem, and you clench around his fingers.

You whimper, unable to form the words to tell him you're close, but he can tell. The Soldier knows you better than you know yourself.

"Come all over my fingers, princess, show me how much you need me." You fall apart at his words, turning into a puddle in his arms. He holds you to himself, and you feel his cock press against your back.

"My turn," he whispers, staring darkly at your used body in the mirror.

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[bi-writes]

🫣oh nooo

that’s like military 101 you are not your spouse’s rank asjddfb

who cares????????????????????????????????

[heart-shaped-noose]

Regarding the times Rin went back into the past, do you think Mephisto’s past outfits were better than his clown-jester present day getup (the one with the striped stockings and bloomers 💀)?

Anon you must be a mind reader or a fortune teller bc I’ve had Retro Mephisto (or M’ephisto, as I call him), in my drafts for a while. Kind of scary, but this gives me an opportunity to talk about that outfit so I’m gonna take it. Also I love how you specified which clown outfit you were referring to. Since so many of his outfits just Like That™.

To answer your question, I do think his outfits shown then are better than his clown suit. But I’m biased because even if it’s so him and probably his purest most unfiltered sense of style, I’ll admit that his jester outfit isn’t my favorite look of his.

If I had to pick some favorites from when he took Rin back into the past, then I’d pick these outfits:

M’ephisto is legitimately one of my favorite styles of his! It was such a treat to begin the time traveling with him in an outfit like this. Very silly but still has some classy vibes. The whimsy of this vibrant brand of 70s/80s aesthetic fits him perfectly, particularly the retro pattern on that right tie. And, dunno why it appeals to me so, but shaggy hair is so cute on him! The fedora/trilby also fits him if I’m being honest haha. I love that he put a Mephisto Pink™ polka dotted band on it. His outfits are always very decorated, but regardless of how over the top they can be he does put thought and cohesion into them.

But of course he tips his fedora 💀

I couldn’t find a good panel of this outfit, but the one here is really good. I like how he leaves his cravat untucked, opting to hold it down with his cape. He always looks good in ruffles and every other kind of pretty embellishment. The pants look way better than his striped tights, too. The cut of the leg coupled with the cape creates a dramatic but elegant effect.

Also, the cape helps to create a silhouette that reminds me of his Gehenna form. Especially with those pants since the wider cut drapes around his leg when he’s in motion. That, along with the solid white that matches his cape, helps to create a more amorphous look at the bottom of his outfit. This is something that his tights don’t really do since they’re so close to his skin, and the colorful pattern distracts the eye and takes away from the shapeless feel of his coat. I am a big fan of his Gehenna form, so I’m sure that influences my love of that outfit.

I clown on Meph a lot, but all memes and jokes aside, he does show a good understanding of style. His suits are pretty, sometimes elegant. The same goes for his yukatas. Even when he dresses strangely he still keeps some coordination going. Most of his outfits don’t look haphazard, lazy, or mismatched, just very eccentric. It is funny tho that he prefers to run around in that jester outfit when he definitely has the ability to put together an actual outfit

[impish-baby]

It is so nice to find a blog for platonic yandere relationships! Your work is gourmet!

Have you ever thought about an alien researcher, one who was assigned to document the human race? They find that adults and children act very separately, but you seem to be an adult, but your behavior says otherwise. They decide to abduct you, for "research".

(Secretly they've become obsessed, they are fascinated by you and want to keep you as their own.)

Very silly, I know! Be sure to drink your water today! - 🐀

Ahhh I love this idea so much!!! >w< (Thank you!! I'll try to drink some, you do as well!)

'Why are you so strange for your kind? What makes you different?' Legitimate questions going through their mind as they observe you eagerly browsing the toy section of a store. You're... quite childlike, although alien is sure you're in adulthood for humans. It's a bit cute they have to admit, watching you hug a plushie to your just chest with the brightest smile on your face. Hmm...

They follow you home. They're a scientist after all! Their job is to investigate and that's exactly what they shall do, it's purely for research purposes.

Watching you regress is fascinating... they don't think it's a species wide behavior, but maybe something certain individuals do. For what reason though? They simply have to take you up to their ship to get to the bottom of it! (It's not like they want to take care of you, definitely not!)

They feel so bad when you're scared and crying- they didn't mean to make you frightened! Horrible at soothing you because they don't even engage with young of their own species often let alone a human that acts like a child at times- please stop!

Once you've settled down (exhausted yourself) they're picking you up and awkwardly rubbing your back. It's ok, they just need to borrow you for a bit and then you'll be returned home! It's like an um.. adventure! And they'll be so thankful for you helping them, you want to be a good kid, right?

(Alien spinning some sob story about desperately needing something to report.. pulling on your heartstrings and only feeling a little guilty for manipulating you, it wasn't a complete lie!)

When you're finally asleep they're looking up any resource on human young they can find- searching through articles and even parenting books. Determined to be good at looking after you even if they fumble and make mistakes. (Alien calling back to base to ask for advice.. why are they asking? No reason. They're just curious, commander..)

Bringing you toys from their home planet that you can play with as a "test" but really they just think it's adorable! Trying to quiet the pur in their chest as they observe you, tablet out for note-taking, which is actually them taking photos of you to look at later..

[everythingseasoning]

Heyy! Love your character analysis's and I’m super excited for your upcoming JJK fanfic TOOOO, AHHH! It’s rare to see analysis sort of stuff in the tumblr community, I appreciate you girl <3 I also noticed you said that you’re half japanese? That’s so cool!

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Hey!!! OMG thank you so much! It’s so sweet that people wanna read what I have to say and the (not-so) silly stories I write, genuinely, this ask makes my day (it’s technically still dark out, but anyway). I’m always looking for people who wanna talk about shows & characters in depth, and there are several accounts who do so, I think? I have them bookmarked (somewhere… lost…)— I’ve yet to check them out. If anyone knows/recommends any account that does thoughts & analysis posts, lmk!

& yeah, I’m half Japanese. It has its pros and cons. Lots of cons, actually. The culture is toxic in many ways. I will not digress here haha. Thank YOU for stopping by and sending in such a lovely ask, you cute human, you.

Me holding onto you ^

[buwheal]

I bet you would hurt your back, carrying around that million dollar smile like you do.