#you’re cool and amazing and I love you. and also maybe I wanna try them sometime. like. in a very contained circle.

[candycryptids]

Thought too hard about tall roe women and I am absolutely restrained from making it everyone else’s problem while Plug-ins are down but I have two hands and half a mind to write and the ability to make it my problem

[moonstruckme]

hi dove! could you maybe do reader falls too deep into subspace with poly!marauders? I would love to see it:)

Thank you!! ❤️

Thanks for requesting lovely! I tried lol

cw: smut mdni, d/s dynamics, subspace (I know next to nothing about this and I'm pretty sure it shows)

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words

Remus first takes notice when Sirius digs his fingernails into your hip and you don’t do more than whimper. Your cheek is pressed into the mattress, face turned towards him but eyes somewhere else, and the soft sounds you’re making can barely be heard over the slapping of Sirius’ hips against your ass or Remus’ against James’. 

Remus slows a bit, brushing a reassuring touch against James’ backside when he turns his head to see what’s up. The sheets underneath your bum are stained dark with cum—yours and Sirius’ and also James’ from earlier—and your pussy is swollen and gleaming. Sirius’ cock slides in and out of your overworked folds with little resistance. 

“Y’alright, dove?” he asks. 

It takes your gaze a minute to find him. Even when it does, it looks strangely unfamiliar. Glazed. 

“Mm-hm.” Your response is fragmented by Sirius rocking you forward, but the other boy eases up at the dopey quality to your voice. 

“What’s your color?” he asks lightly. 

You only make a pained mewling sound at his slowing inside you. Then he stills entirely, and you look crestfallen. James adjusts his stance by the bed, trying to get you to look him in the eye. 

“Yellow?” Sirius’ voice has gone gentle, edged with a bit of worry. He soothes a hand up your side. “Do you remember your words, pretty girl?” 

You ought to, Remus thinks, you’d all run through them before starting. But you only blink obliviously. Remus hums. He touches James’ back in warning before slipping out of him and going to your side. 

“Alright, you’re done now,” he says gently, slipping a hand underneath your face. You close your eyes into the touch, and his words don’t seem to register until Sirius starts pulling out. 

You whimper, and Remus knows by the way Sirius echoes the sound that you’ve tightened possessively around his cock. He murmurs an admonishment, setting his other hand on the curve of your spine to still you.

“Fuck, baby.” Sirius’ voice is strained, but he manages to slip the rest of the way out of you despite the garbled protests you’re mumbling against Remus’ palm. “Take it easy, yeah? We’re finished for today.” 

You shake your head obstinately, keeping your bum up and legs spread for him. “Didn’t even make you cum,” you whine. 

“You made him cum plenty, sweetheart,” James laughs, crawling over on the bed. He grabs your waist in both hands, using one knee to knock both of yours out from under you and gently turning you onto your back. His big palm settles over the naked skin of your navel. “I think we’ve all cum enough tonight to last us a month at least, don’t you?” 

Your boyfriend’s humorous tone goes right over your head. Your eyes fill with tears, and Sirius coos as one spills out onto your cheek. 

“I just wanna be good,” you choke out as he wipes it away.

James and Remus exchange a worried look. Sirius lies down next to you, taking your face in hand and kissing your cheek. 

“You were amazing, doll, I promise. We’re just resting now, okay?” 

Your pouting doesn’t lessen, but you seem more appeased by this explanation than the others and quiet down. Remus steps out of the room. 

When he comes back a minute later, Sirius is still murmuring to you about how well you did while James uses one hand to work out the taut muscles in your thigh. You’re looking more relaxed than you had when he left, the evidence of tears vanished from your face, but still markedly out of it. 

“How are you feeling, dove?” Remus asks, kneeling by your legs. 

James takes this cue to tug you up further on his chest, hooking one of your knees over his thigh to spread you open for Remus. You whimper softly as your sensitive cunt is exposed to the cool air. 

“M’okay,” you reply unsteadily. 

“Yeah? Feeling a bit more back to normal?” You look at him bemusedly, and Remus sighs, stroking the inside of your thigh. “That’s alright. I’m gonna clean you up a bit, okay?” 

He doesn’t wait for a response before swiping the warm washcloth over your folds. Predictably, you mewl and squirm away from him, wriggling in James’ hold. James rubs your stomach in an attempt at placating you, murmuring reassurances into your temple while Sirius leans down to hold your other leg open. 

“It’s alright, sweetheart, we’ve got you. You’re gonna feel so much better once you’re clean, you know? Gotta come back to yourself for us.” 

Remus makes quick and gentle work of it, tossing the cloth into your laundry bin before grabbing the rest of the supplies he’d picked up and crawling up onto the bed beside you. You blink when he comes into view, your gaze clearing like you’re seeing him for the first time. 

“Hi,” you say. 

“Hi, there,” he replies softly. “Will you have some water for me, please?” 

You’re too obedient in this state to question him. James scoots back up against the pillows, situating you between his legs so you’re propped up against him when you take the cup of water from Remus. His brown eyes are worried and watchful as you take in greedy mouthfuls, throat bobbing with every gulp. 

“Jesus, babe.” Sirius swipes under your chin when you finish, catching a stray droplet. “Are you still thirsty?” 

“I…don’t think so.” Your voice sounds dazed, but there’s more thought behind your words now. Hope inflates like a balloon in Remus’ chest. 

Sirius seems to catch your growing acuity too. He leans forward for a better view of your expression, asking carefully, “You feeling sore, pretty girl? Anything hurting you?” 

“No,” you reply, too quickly for Sirius’ liking. 

He tilts his head, cocking an eyebrow at you. “Are you lying to me?” 

Your eyes start to cloud over, and Remus gives Sirius’ shoulder a light shove. “Don’t mess around with her,” he chides. 

Sirius frowns, realizing his mistake too late. “She knows I’m only asking,” he says, taking you by the chin and angling your face towards him despite James’ anxious look. “Don’t you, doll?” 

“I don’t think she does just this minute,” James says gently. He smooths a hand over your collarbone in an attempt to ground you. 

Remus helps. “Have some chocolate,” he tells you, breaking a small piece off a bar and holding it out to you. 

Your mouth pinches thoughtfully. “I don’t…I’m not hungry.” You sound uncertain. 

He thinks he sees James’ chest sink a bit as he exhales in relief. 

“That’s alright,” Remus says encouragingly. “Would you mind having just a little bit for me? It’s more to make you feel better than anything else.” 

You take the chocolate from him without a word, snuggling back into James as you munch on it slowly, letting it get all warm and melty in your mouth. Your boyfriends monitor you with varying degrees of openness, Sirius playing with your fingers and sneaking glances at your expression while James watches you unabashedly, brows still puckered with worry above the bridge of his glasses. 

When you start to look like you might fall asleep, Remus decides to ask you outright. 

“Are you feeling back to yourself, lovely?” 

“Yeah,” you sigh, thoroughly drained, “I think so. Sorry.” 

“Oh, thank god.” James tips his forehead against the side of your head. Remus can see his breath moving your baby hairs. “You don’t have to be sorry, angel, but it was scary, you know?” 

“Fucking yeah it was,” Sirius agrees. “You know your safe words now, baby?” You nod, and he presses on. “You sure nothing hurts? Was I being too rough with you?” 

Realization dawns upon Remus a second before it seems to hit you, surprise and guilt melding your features. 

“No,” you say, moving your hand so that it’s holding his and not the other way around. “No, I’m fine.” 

“You can tell me if I was,” Sirius urges softly. 

A tiny sound leaves Remus’ mouth unbidden, and James lets you go as you lean over to Sirius, kissing his cheek. 

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” you promise him. “I don’t know what happened. I just had a little too much fun, I guess, but it wasn’t you.” 

“Alright,” he sighs, working a hand behind your ear to return your affections. His lips mark a path up the side of your face, unusually careful. “Okay, thanks.” 

You shift over to squish between him and James. When you meet Remus’ eyes, the fondness in them is clear and unmuddled. 

“I can’t believe you let me have some of your chocolate,” you say, a smile curling your lips. 

Remus rolls his eyes, and James pokes him with a foot. “I know, right? That’s how you really know he was panicking.” 

“I read once that it helps,” Remus says, moodily enough that you and James laugh and Sirius coos, leaning forward to tug him into your pile. He feigns reluctance but goes, pulling Sirius’ legs across his lap. “Fine, give it back.” You pass Remus the chocolate with an amused smile. He has to keep the corners of his mouth intentionally downturnt to avoid returning it. “Last time I share with any of you.”

[whispersingojo]

You’re gonna be ok

Content ✮ angst, fluff, blood, medical equipment/hospitalization, teen!Satoru x teen!reader

Summary ✮ you were thrown into a coma instantly upon impact, your life flashing before your eyes while Satoru races against the clock to save your life, but at what cost?

Word count ✮ 3.8k

Feel free to read Part 1 to understand the story more!

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You felt at peace.

Weightless.

Calm.

Cold.

So…damn cold.

As you opened your eyes you found yourself in your childhood bedroom, well, one of many. The warm morning sun peaked through the curtains as the blew in the morning wind. The walls painted that terrible, sad yellow color. Your bookshelves filled with different stories from all over the world, written in all their different languages.

Your mother was a traveler. A woman who found all places on the earth her home. If she wasn’t touching the freshly cut grass between her toes, breathing in the cool, refreshing night air, she didn’t want it.

“Morning sweetie,” your mother spoke. You could hear her smile, “I got you some breakfast from the bakery! It’s your favorite!~” your mother came and sat on the bed with you.

You sat up so she wouldn’t sit on your feet. You held your hands out and she placed the pastry in your hands, crumbs falling all over your comforter.

You didn’t feel right, but you didn’t know why. You knew there was something off. You couldn’t remember how you got here or what happened before now. But you smiled, that feeling slowly slipping away, “thanks, mom. Looks amazing,” you took a bite of the pastry, taking in all the sweetness, all the saltiness.

“So…” your mothers face perked up, “what do you wanna do today?”

“Hm?” You responded, licking your thumb clean, “oh umm…I dont know. Maybe a walk?”

“Sounds perfect. While you finish up here, I’ll go get our stuff packed so we can catch our flight tonight, ‘kay?”

You loved your mother. The way she always knew how to make you feel better, how to make you laugh you felt you never could again. The way she always picked the best spot for brunch. It felt like you really needed that right now, but you couldn’t tell why.

Once you finished up the pastry, you sat up and began get ready for the day. You walked over to the bathroom, feeling the cold, small checker tiled floor beneath your toes. As you turned on the water, you felt your mothers eyes on you.

“Here’s so new clothing, thought you might need them before I closed up the suitcases. Just set your dirty ones out the door. Love you sweetie.”

“Thanks mom, love you too.”

As you began taking off your clothing, you heard someone yell your name in the distance. It sounded like they were scared? You snapped your head around, looking for whoever yelled for you. It didn’t sound like your mother, but it sounded like a man. A man you felt you’ve heard the voice of before, but couldn’t quite match a face to.

You shook off the feeling and finished getting undressed, throwing the clothing in front of the bathroom door.

Once your shower was over, you hopped out and began drying yourself off, then getting dressed.

As you brushed your teeth, you felt a pain in your chest. It was a light, easily forgettable pain. You rubbed your chest a little, trying to ease the soft ache. Soon enough it was gone.

You spat the toothpaste remnants into the sink and walked out, going to meet your mother by the front door. Of course she was there waiting for you. She helped you put away your toothbrush and some other toiletries, and rezipped the suitcase.

“Ready for our walk?”

“I was born ready,” the two of you laughed as you walked out the door.

(Y/n)!

It felt like you blinked and suddenly you were walking through a forest, listening to the trees hiss in the wind. As the mulch crunched between your shoes, you looked over at your mother, who was also enjoying the scenery and listening to the birds sing.

You began to remember more about the years you’ve spent with your mother traveling the world. The two of you started when you were very young, about 6 or 7.

She pulled you out of school, telling you that school was to restricting for a child as wonderous as you. You said goodbye to all your friends, and then you were off. You had to admit, you loved traveling with her. But you missed the mundane. You missed going to school, you missed homework and studying.

You stopped walking.

“Everything of sweetie?” Your mother asked you, turning around to face you.

“Mom…” your eyes welled up in tears.

“Oh sweetie what’s wrong?” She cupped your cheeks in the palms of her hands, wiping away the falling tears.

“I don’t wanna leave…”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…” you choked on your tears, “I wanna start being normal again…I don’t wanna travel anymore. I wanna have real friends, a routine…I wanna have a boyfriend or a girlfriend…I wanna go to school and…and,” you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore, falling to your knees. Your mother followed, “I know you must be upset- you must be thinking how ungrateful I am- how anyone my age would love to be doing what I’m doing but-“

“Sssssh baby it’s ok,” she brought you to her chest as you cried, and so did she, “I would never be upset with you for voicing your feelings baby…” she began to rock back and forth slightly, “I’ll do whatever in my power to give you everything and more of what you want, and I promise you that,” she pulled your face away from her chest, “I know someone who I can call who can get you back into schooling…you’re a very smart kid and I know you’ll do just fine without me,”

She pecked your forehead with a kiss, “don’t you forget about me, ok?”

“Ok…I love you mom,”

“I love you too, sweetie,”

So damn cold.

~~~ Satoru’s POV ~~~

It felt like Satoru couldn’t breathe. Satoru had been chasing around damn curse for what felt like hours to him, but finally it had been exercised. Satoru looked around at the destroyed neighborhood around him, watching as the sun finally began to shine over the buildings.

He spat blood onto the pavement, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve. Satoru gave myself a second to take a deep breathe and calm down, before remembering you were still bleeding to death.

He ran into a building he purposely lead the curse away from. Satoru had carried your body into a bedroom and laid you down so that youd be more comfortable. When he rushed in, it look liked you had thrown up more blood while unconscious.

This told him he had to act fast. He put to fingers to the nape of your neck and leaned in close to your mouth with his ear.

Your breath and heartbeat were so faint he could barely feel it.

“Please- hold on for me,” he scooped you into his arms, holding you tightly as he began to run.

He felt like he had never ran so fast in his life. Hot tears began forming in hiss eyes as he prayed to whatever the hell was up there to keep you alive. He gripped you tighter, holding you close to his chest.

As Satoru ran, he began to see Yaga in the distance, which surprised him, not expecting to see him here. He didn’t have time to think about that, he was just grateful to see him.

Yaga saw you in Satoru’s arms, and began yelling thing that Satoru couldn’t understand. When he reached them, a few medics ran up to him, but he couldn’t hear them. His ears were ringing, blocking all other noise.

One medic tried to take you from his arms, but he just held you closer to his chest. He didn’t allow anyone to take you away from him. Satoru looked down at your almost lifeless body, his tears falling onto your school uniform. Even in this state, you looked so beautiful.

Satoru fell to his knees, still holding you as tight. Your blood dripped slowly, trailing down Satoru’s hand and arms. He removed his hand from your lower back and pulled your face in close,

“please stay with me…I-“ he choked on his words, inhaling harshly, “I can’t do this without you…”

Yaga put a hand on Satoru’s shoulder, “the only way we’re gonna be able to save them is if you let us. That means you have to let go and let us take them back to the school,”

Satoru looked up at him, your blood and his tears smeared across his skin. He knew Yaga was right, but he was so scared that you’d disappear if he let go.

He looked down at you, taking in at his peaceful you looked, before slowing letting go in you.

The medics sprung into action, pulling you away from Satoru and into a medical van.

Yaga knelt down next to Satoru, reapplying his hand to his shoulder, “they’re gonna be fine- now get up and let’s get you back to the school as well.”

Not only was your life flashing before your eyes, so was his.

~~~ Your POV ~~~

“‘Toru! Fuck off!” You laughed as you were being soaked by a water gun.

“How about you fight back! I’m barely wet!” He continued chasing you around the courtyard, before his water gun eventually ran out of water.

You both looked at each other, standing completely still. You slowly began raising your water run and pointing it at him.

He put his hands and the water gun up, “hey now- we can talk about this,” Satoru slowly began to back up.

“Never!” You yelled, beginning to chase after him and spraying him.

You both laughed, enjoying the last day of year 3 in Jujutsu High. It had been pretty stress free the past couple of days, so you two wanted to make the best of it. You both tried to convince Suguru and Shoko to join, but they had already made plans to go into the city to shop.

So here you two were, playing like little kids with your water guns.

As you were chasing Satoru, you tripped on a rock and fell. You did your best to not catch yourself, not wanting to break your wrists trying. You hit the ground pretty hard, even slid a little.

Satoru stopped running, turning around to look at you. He laughed for a second, walking over to you, “you ok, short stuff?” He reached out his hand to you.

You looked up at him. You stared at him for a moment, admiring his blue eyes through his glasses. You began to admire other parts about him that you hadn’t noticed till now. How his lips seemed so soft, pondering how’d they tasted against yours. Your heart began to race with all these thoughts.

“What you staring at?”

“You of course, what else what I’d be admiring?”

“I’ve always loved how direct you are…now get up before Yaga finds us and yells at us,”

You took is hand, but instead of pulling yourself up, you pulled him down to you,

“Woah!” He yelped, landing right on top of you.

You two stared at one another for a moment. Your faces were so close you could feel one another’s breaths. Your face filled with blush, the tips of your ears grew hot, and so did Satoru.

You wanted to close the gap and kiss his seemingly soft lips so badly.

Satoru cleared his throat, “well uh- we should probably get dried off,”

“Right,”

Satoru pushed himself up and off of you, offering his hand. This time you took it and pulled yourself up. The two of you walked back in awkward silence to your rooms, parting ways without a word.

After you had gotten dried up, you began to wonder the halls in search of Satoru. Your hair was still damp, unable to completely dry your it. You walked for a little before bumping into Suguru, who was just about to enter into his room.

“Suguru!” You ran up to him, “how was your shopping trip with Shoko?”

He looked over to you with the same bland and expression, but smiled like he was happy to see you, “it was good. Shoko got you something, so you should talk to her before she goes to bed.”

“Aww that’s so nice of her, I’ll make sure to keep that in mind. Hey have you seen Satoru? I have to talk to him.”

“Oh, well I haven’t seen him actually. But I would try the roof, he likes to sit up there sometimes.”

“Got it, thank you so much, Suguru!” You waved him off and you went to search for Satoru.

As you made it to the top of the roof, you could see Satoru sitting on the ledge. He had one leg dangling off and the other perched up close to his chest.

“Hey, pancake,” Satoru could sense you standing behind him.

“That’s a new one,” you giggled, taking a seat next to him, “beautiful sunset.”

“Not as beautiful as you,” Satoru leaned his head to look at you.

“‘Toru…”

“Yeah?”

You looked over at him, the sun dancing delicately over his skin. He looked so perfect, “what are we?”

He was a bit taken aback by what your question, “what do you mean?”

“I mean…” you sighed, not wanting to explain yourself, “what am I to you? What are we? I’m starting to get confused…”

Satoru looked away, blush forming lightly on his cheeks, “I don’t know…” he mumbled, “what do you want us to be?” He looked back at you.

You looked down over the edge, swinging your feet and avoiding eye contact, “maybe…” your hand inched closer to his, “maybe I want something more?” You finally looked at him, watching as the suns night orange dimmed against him.

“I’m sorry but…I don’t think I’m quite ready for a relationship…” he replied, grabbing your hand, “but I wouldn’t mind being closer to you, in due time.”

You looked away, small tears forming in your eyes. You felt regretful, “ok, I’ll wait for you then, ok?”

Satoru put his arm around you, pulling you in close, “ok…”

As you closed your eyes and took in a deep breath, when you reopened then a bright light blinded you. You squinted, unable to handle this bright light. You blinked a few times, adjusting to the light.

As your eye’s adjusted, you realized you were in a hospital room and on a ventilator. You had very little memory of what happened before you ended up here, it was all a blur. You attempted to move your head, your neck was stiff and ached. You were able to see all the machines you were hooked up to. You guessed that whatever had happened to you was pretty major.

You turned your head to the other side, seeing Satoru asleep in a reclining chair with a blanket over him. He was facing towards you, so you were able to see his face. You noticed how dry his eyes looked, he must of been crying a whole lot. You tried to move your arm to reach out to him, but you were far too weak.

You resorted to making small grunting sounds, hoping it would wake him up. His eyes shot open immediately, sitting up.

“You’re awake, holy shit you’re away!” He jumped out of the recliner, nearly tripping as he came out to you.

You gave him an extremely weak smile, which he smiled back at, “I’m gonna go get a doctor- so we can get that thing out of you,” he leaned down, giving you a kiss on your forehead and ran out of the room yelling for someone.

When the doctor came in, he was a bit shocked to say the least. He came up to you, putting on gloves, “well hello there! How you feeling?”

Your eyebrows furrowed, knowing you can’t respond.

The doctor chuckled, “yeah I figured you’d give me that look. How about we get this ventilator out of ya’. How does that sound?”

You gave a weak nod as he undid the straps, “now this is gonna be less than comfortable, so don’t hit me when we’re done,” the doctor began pulling the tube out, which made you gag and cough. Once it was out, you let out one last hearty cough before laying your head back down. That throughly sucked.

“So I want to talk about what happened, so that you’re all caught up,” the doctor pulled up a chair next to your bed and sat down.

You looked over at Satoru, who looked down at you at the same time. He gave you a smile, clasping his hand over yours. You had regained enough strength to grip it gently. You looked back at the doctor, ready to listen.

“So when you two were fighting the cursed spirit, you had been hit right through the chest into both of your lungs. That alone should’ve killed you pretty quickly. But because of your cursed technique, you went into fight and solidified your blood around the holes, keeping you alive just long enough to make it here.”

You were pretty shocked to hear that, not knowing your curse techniques was capable of something like that.

“Though, you did get thrown into a tree, which broke your neck upon impact. Between you laying there and getting here, something had happened and it caused you to be temporarily paralyzed from the waist down,” the doctor spoke in a soft tone, knowing this news was going to be hard to hear, “but with some physical therapy, you’ll be back to good a new!”

You let out a sigh of relief, looking back over at Satoru with a smile. But your smile faded when you noticed-

He wasn’t looking at you.

“I’ll give you to some time to yourselves. I’ll be back in later with the physical therapist team,” the doctor preceded to get up and leave, closing the door behind him.

“‘Toru?” You rasped out, your voice extremely harsh.

“I’m sorry…” his voice sounded so harsh, shaky. Was he crying?

“For what? You didn’t do-“

“I’m the reason you’re paralyzed…I was so stupid,” he wiped his eyes with his sleeve, “I was just so scared of loosing you I went as fast as I could back to everyone…” he was sobbing at this point.

Your heart broke seeing him like this. You never wanted to see him cry, let alone be so upset with himself.

“You’ve been in a coma for month, the doctors told me you might never wake up…I couldn’t stand myself- how careless I was with you. I’ve spent every waking moment in this hospital waiting for you to wake up,” he looked back at you, his cheeks stained with tears, “I’m sorry you must hate me,”

“I could never hate you,” you responded, pushing yourself up in the bed with what little strength you had, “I’m here now, aren’t I? You saved me regardless of whether or not you think so,” you put a hand to his cheek.

He leaned into it, putting his hand over yours, “I was so scared…” his eyes were tightly closed, stopping himself from crying.

“I said I’d wait for you didn’t I?” You began crying too, but because you were happy to be alive. Happy to be here with him.

He looked at you and laughed quietly, “yeah…and you better not ever break that promise.”

“I could never,” you smiled up at him.

You two laughed and cried happy tears for a bit. You hoped to heal the part of him that hated himself for everything that happened. But you were taking it one step at a time, pun intended. You had started physical therapy not long after you woke up. They allowed Satoru to help you too, as per your request of course. He couldn’t join you every day, since he had missions to attend. But you worked extra hard on the days he wasn’t there, wanting to be stronger and get stronger.

Soon enough you had started walking without the bars, only needing people to hold your hands. Satoru wasn’t here during this time, being sent out on a month long mission. You had made a ton of progress, working towards being able to walk without help.

You told Satoru that you’d meet him by the front door of the hospital when he came back, which you were doing now.

“Mmmmm I’m getting nervous,” you began tapping your fingers together as you waited

Shoko chuckled, “just be patient. Oh look at that he just texted me-“

“What he say?”

“He said he’s here what did you think he texted me,”

“Oh-“ you giggled to yourself.

Shoko walked out the glass front doors to meet Satoru outside. You saw them talking, then open the doors to come in.

“Now you stay here?” Shoko said, taking a step away from him.

“Why?” Satoru looked confused

“Because,” Shoko gestured over to you, who was now standing on their own.

Satoru looked shocked, not expecting this at all.

“Hi ‘Toru,” tears filled your eyes as you walked up to. You cupped his cheeks in your palms, wiping away his falling tears, “I got discharged today…I can come back to Jujutsu High,”

Satoru hugged you tightly, burying his face into the nape of your neck, “I’m so happy I didn’t lose you…”

You hugged back just as tight, “you could never lose me…”

You two stood there for a second in each others embrace, before pulling away. You started at each other, happy tears your eyes.

Satoru put a hand to your cheek, his thumb lightly rubbing your skin, “I love you.” he spoke softly, only loud enough for you to hear.

Blush scattered over your face, “am I finally done waiting?” You asked quietly, getting a bit excited.

“Yep, you are,” he leaned in close and kissed you. His lips were soft and sweet, just like how you thought they’d be. You leaned into the kiss, taking in this moment thoroughly. He was so gentle with you ever since the accident, but he was especially gentle with you now.

He leaned away, your faces both full of blush. Satoru began placing kisses all over your face, making you giggle, “will you be mine?”

“Mmmm I don’t know, what’s the pay like?”

“Oh fuck you,” he let go of you and turned around, “let’s go going Shoko.”

Shoko laughed, “ok,”

“Wait no I was joking!” You tried to keep up with them but you were to weak to run.

Satoru looked back at you, reaching his hand out you.

You smiled, reaching out and grabbing it tightly. He intertwined your fingers together, walking slowly with you behind Shoko.

You were happy, extremely happy actually. You leaned into Satoru, as did he into you. You knew you had a long way to go before you’d be able to go back on missions, but you were ok with that. As long as you had Satoru and the rest of your friends by your side, you knew you were gonna be ok.

“I love you too, Satoru.”

[xoxochb]

Your work is absolutely amazing I love it so much, you keep me well fed truly 💝 I always have to many ideas, I just never can turn them into words lol I don’t know why but I think a story about Travis Stoll and a child of Iris would be cool! I subscribe to the school of thought that Hermes kids are good with photography, so that mixed with an Iris kids natural talent with colors or painting seems like a good duo. Also theyre both kids of messenger gods so I find that really nice. how would you feel about a story where the both of them try out the others form of art in some way? Sorry if it’s to vague, never sent a request before 😊 thank you!

⋆·˚ ༘ * the rest of the world was black and white, but we were in screaming color

warnings: none

pairing: travis stoll x daughter of iris

“hi sunshine, what’re you working on?”

you smile and put down your paintbrush on the easel before running to your boyfriend to pull him in for a hug

“travis! I haven’t seen you all day, where have you been?” you pull away, arms still around his neck

“counselor duties, but I’m off for the rest of the day, I wanted to see you” he plants a quick kiss on your lips “have you been painting?”

“yes! how’d you guess?” you laugh

“paint on your cheek” he rubs it off with his thumb

“do you want to see it?” you bit your lip

“of course I do, c’mon” he grabs your hand and you drag him to your easel

“you know that picture of the sunrise you took the other day? I decided to paint it” you smile proudly

“it’s amazing, this is wonderful!” he kisses your cheek

you blush, “thanks, but I need to finish it, you wanna watch?”

“yeah, let’s do it” he sits on the floor beside your stool, which you take a seat on

you pick up the paintbrush and finish up the painting, you had done most of it the previous day, so you only had a few touch ups left, and after about a half an hour you finally finish it

something in you wishes you had more to do on it because you love the way your boyfriend is sitting beside you, his eyes not focused on the painting but on you, and you figure this out when you turn your head to him and he’s looking at you with lovesick eyes

“need something?” you ask, trying to sound mean, but the smile on your face gives you away

“you” he stands up and wraps his arms around your shoulders

“you’re weird. do you like it?” you ask

“I love it” he kisses the top of your head

you sit in silence for a moment, and it’s not the awkward kind of silence, it’s comforting. you wish you could stay like this forever, but when you get an idea you can’t help but share it

“travis?” you speak

“sunshine?” he says

“what if you try painting and I try photographing?” you bend your head back to see him without turning around

he kisses you “I’m not good at painting”

“yes you are! remember that forest picture you did last month? It’s amazing!”

“It was alright…”

“will you do it? for me?” you ask

“I guess I can try”

you squeal and stand up, pulling him in for another hug “I love you thief”

“alright, alright, let’s do it”

- 🌈 -

“which button do I press to take the photo?”

“the red one”

for the past half an hour you’ve been trying to learn all the buttons on the camera, eager to take a decent photo, but unfortunately it’s not that simple

you point the camera in the direction of the pink sky and press down on the red button, which supposedly will take the photo

“oh my gods I did it!” you beam

“let’s see the photo” travis smiles at you

you use your newfound information to find the photo you previously took. once you take a look at it you hand the camera to your boyfriend to show him the picture, “your turn to paint it”

- 🌈 -

“first things first: picking your colors”

“alright I need pink, yellow, white, green, black maybe? brown too I think”

you walk over to the box of paints you have sitting on your bed, and pick up the colors necessary

“now that you have the colors you have to put them on this pallet, then you can start painting!” you explain

“this shouldn’t be that hard…” travis trails off

and with that he starts painting, it’s not exactly a masterpiece but since he’s your boyfriend and you love him you tell him that he’s a professional painter and his work is the best you’ve ever seen

“I told you that you would do great” you say

“it’s alright” he shrugs

“I’ll hang it up above my bed!”

although it’s not the best piece of art you’ve ever seen, it was made with tons of love, and it’s a symbol of your relationship and happy memories, something so comforting to you, so you take your boyfriends painting and pin it to the wall above your bed

it’s something you’ll never take down, and everyday you look forward to seeing the pink painting on your wall

[yunacoeur]

confessions

a/n: gunwook is p05 and war is over 🫶 also zb1 is a wack name and jay was robbed but anyway!! in order of rank but i might change it to order of age. send me requests if u want lol

content: zb1 x reader, tooth-rotting fluff, technically food is mentioned in yujin’s, literally that’s all this is so cute pls 🥹🫶

zhang hao

he confesses to you. it’s not some big dramatic moment, not the climax of the movie, but somewhere in your guys’ storyline, he says his ‘i love you’ means more than what you’d say to a friend. he tells you how fond he is of you and how he hopes to stay by your side forever.

“you know, i don’t think this is how friends are supposed to act. i think i might like you more than that.”

sung hanbin

he confesses to you. unlike hao’s, his is the big dramatic moment, the climax of the movie. it’s full of suspense and tension, he thinks you feel the same but he’s not really sure of anything these days and his stomach is doing cartwheels. he gives you this big, overdrawn speech about how perfect you are in his eyes and how happy it makes him to be in your life and how he would never take this opportunity for granted- and you use the then the only method you know to shut him up.

“stop playing dirty! that was unfair… okay fine! kiss me again!!”

seok matthew

you confess to him. he’s a love bug, but he’s shy. if you wrote him a hand-written letter confessing feelings for him or told him after getting him a small gift, he will never be able to get over you. he’ll keep that letter or whatever you give him forever. only then will he admit that he feels the same, and maybe leave a post-it note inside your phone case for you to find someday.

“it’s really true? you love me? me?! well.. i guess i have something to confess, too.”

ricky

he confesses to you, in all his shy cat glory. he tries to make this whole elaborate scene, filled with charm to completely blow you away, leave you starstruck. unfortunately, it doesn’t go how he plans, and he’s left to tell you, simply, that he has feelings for you. even in all his embarrassment at his plan not working, he’s the cutest when he’s bashful.

“ah, i.. i meant for that to happen… you know what, forget it- i have feelings for you. there, i said it.”

park gunwook

you confess to him. he wants to confess so badly but every time he tries he just freezes up! he just gets so flustered around you. if you catch him when he’s trying to, just being direct and honest about your feelings will help him to do the same. he’s easily flustered too, but given the opportunity, he will seize it. maybe not in a super ‘cool’ way, but hey, he’s charming at least.

“you like me too??… ah, i already gave myself away, didn’t i? yes, i have feelings for you too.”

kim taerae

you confess to him. he’s a romantic, and he can’t help but want to be romanced, so unfortunately that means you have to go first. the upside is he’ll look at you the whole time with those lovestruck eyes he gives everyone, but this time they’ll be real, have real passion and desire behind them, and you’ll notice. even if he never said a word, you’ll see all of taerae’s feelings plainly laid out on his face.

“you… you have feelings for me?? i- yes, i accept your confession! i want to be with you!”

kim gyuvin

he confesses to you. he’s a fun guy, probably wants to take you out on a date first and show himself off as ‘boyfriend material’ before he confesses to having feelings. he wasn’t even nervous until the last second before he confessed, and then once he did, all those feelings spilled out of his chest.

“i just really like you, okay! you’re so perfect to me and every moment i spend with you is amazing and i don’t ever wanna live without you!… was that too soon?”

kim jiwoong

he confesses to you. doesn’t make a big deal out of it, just tells you and gives you an out of you don’t feel the same. reassures you that nothing will change if you don’t feel the same. but, of course you do, and that silly little smile of his just lights up.

“i think i’m starting to develop feelings for you… let me know if you need time or don’t feel the same, but if you do, i wanna give us a try!”

han yujin

he confesses to you. something small and cute and stereotypical, like leaving a letter in your locker or giving you chocolates. he’ll get flustered and it’ll take him a couple tries, but he will tell you all the little things he loves about you. things you don’t even notice.

“so yeah… i know it’s sudden, but … i think i like you…”

[hopepetal]

A little fanfic I wrote for the aftermath of MCC 33, because both Pearl and Impulse raided Scar. And also Boatem <3

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Pearl sat on the balloon, legs hanging off the side as she looked out over the MCC server. Her wings fluttered lightly against her back– it was nice to be able to use them again after so long of having them hidden. 

She had gotten close! Really, really close! Even though she was rusty still, she had been able to get almost in the top twenty! And her team had gotten third overall. Pretty cool, in her opinion. She was still riding that high from meltdown, though. Maybe she was a good leader for that, after all.

From the distance, she heard a familiar voice. “Peaaaaaaarl! Pearl Pearl Pearl Pearl Pearl Pearl–!” Scar, equipped with elytra, slammed head first into the spot right beside her with a squawk. “Oh, ouch! Goodness, the lag on this server is awful!” he complained, pushing himself up and plopping down beside her. “So! How was MCC, how are you feeling?” he prompted, and Pearl let out a soft chuckle.

“I’m feeling pretty good,” she admitted, “I did pretty well. A little disappointing at the end, but…” She shrugged. “Y’know, what can ya do? We did our best, and that’s what matters.”

Scar nodded. “And that’s what matters, indeed!” he exclaimed. “You know, I was secretly rooting for you guys. Above my own team, even! I was really hoping you’d get that win.”

Pearl laughed, shaking her head. “Scar! That’s so sweet of you, mate. I appreciate it.” She let the silence between them sit for a moment. “How was Etho?”

“He was good, he was good! I’m hopin’ he’ll come back, y’know, maybe we’ll all be on the same team then.” Scar kicked his legs back and forth, leaning forward. “I actually did so much better than I thought I would! I got in a top ten! A top ten, Pearl!”

Pearl beamed, clapping her hands together. “That’s awesome, Scar!” she praised, “I knew you could do it. What was it in?”

“Meltdown! Which, if I recall correctly, you guys did amayzingly in too!”

Pearl grinned. “Oh, you bet. I’ll be riding that high for ages. I make a pretty good leader, it turns out!”

The two were interrupted by yet another familiar face flying up to their little spot– Impulse, seemingly also struggling with his elytra, judging by how rough the landing had been. “It’s just the generic version,” he complained to the two as soon as he’d steadied himself, “I’m too used to the personalized elytra we get on hermitcraft.” He sat himself down on Pearl’s other side. 

“Honestly, sounds like you should just grow wings,” Pearl teased, giving her own a small flutter. “You did amazing, mate. What team were you on, again?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. 

Impulse returned the smile she gave him. “Aqua Axolotls! I was with Sneeg, Illumina, and Joel.”

“I’m not even gonna try to say that team name,” Scar muttered, earning soft laughter from the other two.

“That sounds like a fun team, though,” Pearl commented. “How was it?”

Impulse nodded. “It was pretty fun! Joel yelled a lot, of course. He was very excited whenever he saw Etho, though.”

“I can imagine!” Scar piped up. “Kinda sad that Grian couldn’t make it this time. We all know how much that man loves Etho.”

Pearl shrugged. “Poor guy was just busy, I guess. You can imagine his horror when he realized Etho was in this MCC and he hadn’t signed up.”

“That’s why you’re here, right? To give him all the insider info?” Impulse asked, and Pearl laughed.

“Yeah, he wishes. I’m not telling him a thing,” she snickered, and Scar gasped dramatically.

“The cleaning lady has an evil heart!” he cried, “she abandons her brother in his time of need…!” 

“Ah, he’ll get over it!” 

The three sat in silence for a while after that, their shared company enough to fill the silence. Pearl sighed softly, leaning back and tilting her head toward the sky. “Well, it’s high time we probably head back to hermitcraft. You fellas wanna come with?”

Scar jumped up, holding out a hand to her. “Why of course!” he exclaimed, helping pull her up when she took his hand. “Let’s go back and surprise Mumbo with the good news of my top ten!”

“I’m sure he’ll be dying to hear about it,” Impulse chuckled. “And Grian, of course. We can have a little boatem meeting, just like the old days!”

“Even though boatem got crushed by the moon,” Pearl reminded them.

Scar tutted softly, shaking his head. “Ahh, Pearl, that’s where you’re wrong! Boatem is a state of mind, not just a pole! So long as we keep boatem in our hearts, it will stay alive.”

“You’re a goofball,” Pearl pointed out with a laugh. 

“He’s our goofball,” Impulse corrected. “Right. Whoever gets back onto hermitcraft and to Mumbo first wins. See ya!” And with that, he disconnected.

Pearl yelped. “Oh, that’s not fair, my ping–!” She watched Scar disconnect, and decided it would be best to quickly follow suit.

impulseSV left the game GoodTimeWithScar left the game PearlescentMoon left the game

[bubblergoespop]

My Top Elliott Quotes

sunshine and elliott reunion WHENNNN?? @selene567 he’s hereee, sorry it took a while ♡

“I wanna snuggle okay? Sue me.”

“I was kind of joking earlier when I said they gave off culty vibes, but I don’t think it’s a joke at this point.”

“My powers can do more than just bring you peaceful sleep. I love them for their ability to do that, but they can also bring you wonder, and mystery, and strength, and joy. They’re yours, Sunshine. Always.”

“I’m glad you think it’s beautiful. But if you ask me—and if you won’t, I will—I think you are so much more amazing than any dreamscape I could create.”

“Do I have to send you back to your self-inflicted grocery store hell?”

“Since when do you have to date somebody to cuddle them? I mean that just seems like you are drastically reducing your list of potential cuddle partners for no reason.”

“I mean if I just come out and say it, I’ll be denying us both the opportunity for at least a few more years of reciprocated but undisclosed pining for one another that could easily be solved by an honest conversation but one that neither of us is prepared to make for fear of rejection…”

“It wasn’t a game to me. You aren’t a game and you aren’t some prize to win.”

“I call you Sunshine because that’s what you feel like to me. Like warmth. Like a guiding light. I literally smile when I think about you like some hallmark bullshit.”

“God, you’re fucking cute.”

“You’re all I have now Aaron, please help.”

“Congratulations. You unlocked a portion of my tragic backstory, brave traveler.”

“‘Yes’? That’s all I get? Well sure, it’s enough, but where’s the weeping, where’s the drama, where’s you cutting me off with a kiss like some kind of movie? OW, why are you hitting me?”

“Thank you, Sunshine. Well… for giving me a chance. A decision you very well may come to regret, but if that’s the case, it’s really not my problem.”

“I’m working on it, I promise. For you.”

“I think people are beautiful because they’re complex, and they can surprise you in a million little ways, every day.”

“I’m probably pronouncing half of these wrong, because, ya know. I’m trash.”

“That one there—that’s called Caelum. It’s one of the dimmest ones. It’s not a very exciting one, the name just means chisel. But the word also means Heaven, or Sky. I like that. It’s just a little guy, but… I feel like it’s got some cool secrets.”

“The dreams are always sweet when you’re in them.”

“I just want them to be safe.”

“Sorry, baby. Kiss to make it better.”

“I love my powers. But the waking reality that I have with you is so much better than the things I make. Because that reality is true. And I’ve got you in it.”

“‘Slew’ is a word, shut up.”

“Urgency? You say that like I'm annoyed my Starbucks order is taking a while, this is my partner's life we're talking about, ‘urgency’ doesn't begin to describe it.”

“No. No, I don’t think you’re crazy. I know you, sunshine. I trust you.”

“If they’ve been trying to use you in some way, I’ll make their life a living hell. They’ll wish they could wake up.”

“We’ll… figure this out. Together. That’s the part that I care about. You, Sunshine.”

“Fuck physics, fuck law of nature, just give me M. C. Escher, baby”

“Oh you think I sound whiny now? You don’t know how whiny I can get.”

“Oh good. I wanna hold you as I pass the fuck out.”

“Hey, but then again, we also might just get some looks because people know a power couple when they see one.”

“This feels like the magical equivalent to ‘we’ve been trying to reach you about your vehicle’s extended warranty’, just now with a fun culty, closed-community spin.”

“You feel good. No improvements necessary there. Well I mean maybe there are a few things I could fix—“

“Fuck off, Blake!”

“I know you hate me, you don’t have to remind me.”

“I’m just here for good dreams and good vibes, you know?”

“You’re doing so good, baby.”

[moreespressoformydepresso]

What are your honest thoughts on all Descendants boys? From both books and movies?

Oehh that’s a good question! I’ll base most of this off of the movies because I remember them more clearly. Sorry this is so late, I needed some time to sort out my thoughts. Let’s see:

Ben: cutie, golden retriever energy, needs to grow a bit more of a spine but as a recovering doormat I vibe with him.

He’s got a good heart, and he’s definitely going places, but I have no idea who decided a 16-year-old should be king. Hilariously, he’s a better king than his dad because he cares about all of his people, not just the “heroes”. But still, he’s 16, let him have his dumbass teenage years. He’s still in his phase of wanting to please everyone and that isn’t gonna lead to the best decision making. You’re king, Ben, you can overrule your girlfriend’s selfish idiotic plan of closing the barrier. Just tell her “the barrier was opened for you to come through too. If those kids aren’t worth the risk, does that mean you aren’t either? Should we throw you back?!” And she’s change her tune real fast. You gotta give some tough love sometimes.

Jay: cool, I wanna know his gym routine, pretty funny but rash, needs Carlos to temper his brand of crazy (love their bromance).

I love the narrative parallels to the movie Aladdin. Jafar thought himself so far above a street rat and now he’s raised his son to be one so he can continue being a con-man. In the movies, Jay is actually a very accurate representation of your upbringing shaping you into who you are. All Jay knows is stealing, he’s never been taught to pay if he doesn’t have to, so to him stealing’s perfectly fine. It’s normal. It’s a lot more subtle than the whole “who doesn’t like being evil” bit, but the core idea is the same: when all you’ve ever known is one perspective, that’s gonna feel like the objective truth because you’ve never had a chance to try a different one.

Carlos De Vil: Best (movie) Boy, my baby, I love him. What a little nerd (affectionate).

He’s a big part of why I willfully ignore the absolute stupidity that is the third movie’s ending. I’m sorry Mal, wtf is wrong with you??? You set your supposed friend’s abuser free for nothing but some empty platitudes and dare suggest you’ve become an empathetic person?!?! In the books, we get a lot more insight into just how horrible of a mother Cruella is, but even in the movies we see he’s had it bad because of how jumpy and nervous he is. Disney is still Disney so we don’t get much of the healing process, but we see how he calms down and adjusts to a normal life over the course of the movies when he’s out of the bad situation, which is pretty good by Disney standards. Cameron Boyce did an amazing job playing him (R.I.P Cameron) and seeing an abuse victim get comfortable within their own skin and getting the happy ending they deserve is always fun.

Harry Hook: Insane (affectionate), most fashionable drama queen ever, absolutely crazy, more than a few screws loose but in the best way possible, he’s hilarious.

So on the surface, Harry’s pretty simple. A dude who’s lost his marbles and flirts with everyone. He probably has some kind of moral compass, since he didn’t rip Mal’s throat out with his hook when she revealed her little stunt in D3, but it fell overboard at some point and couldn’t be found so nobody knows what it is except Harry himself. Also, he has his sane moments, like during that same confrontation in D3 I mentioned before where he says “And you, King Benny... you're probably gonna throw us all back inside.” It’s the first time I’ve heard him sound… not like Harry. It’s sombre and defeated, a little disappointed maybe? Either way it’s really good acting and it implies he can act completely “normal” but he just chooses not to, which makes me like him even more. He’s just a dude living his best life despite the circumstances he was born into.

Gil: adorable, hilarious, kinda clueless but in a good way.

I love characters that have no idea what’s going on half the time but are absolute sweethearts trying their best. He’s like- the opposite of his dad in every way and I’m living for it!

Gaston Jr and Gaston the third: I don’t have much to say on them, let alone separately, so they get a section together.

Honestly? I don’t remember having an opinion of them. They made Evie happy by wresting, which is cool so they get points for that. Seem like they’re trying to out-gentleman each other to win Evie’s heart and since they’re not being creepy assholes about it they are objectively better than their dad. Very much brawl over brains, the two of them, with their constant wrestling reminding me of Carlos and Jay except they’re both the muscle. Kinda cute sibling relationship, even if it’s in a VK-typical villain-flavored way.

Anthony Tremaine: squeeeee, my type is pretty boys who sigh in annoyance at everything, I guess? We only get scraps but I happily cradle them to my chest.

Uhmmm so Anthony’s personality is mostly up for imagination? The only canon information we have is that he’s most likely Anastasia’s only kid (someone on Tumblr pointed out that, in the scene with the wicked step-daughters, he’s referred to only as their cousin, not their brother) and he’s very bored with his cousins’ antics. Given A Twist In Time the potential drama is endless. Every time Anthony’s mentioned we’re reminded he’s pretty and has good style, and I love that for him. Dude lives on an isle of junk and still looks like a supermodel. Lots of room for my own ideas while still remaining within the realm of “could be canon” with just enough base in there that I’m not just creating an OC, and as a writer and artist that’s all I need tbh.

Hadie: cute, deserves better, I need more of him and Mal bonding

Mal’s half-brother, son of Hades, very cool. I like that he’s trying to turn good and having a hard time, because that’s very realistic for someone who grew up not knowing anything other than evil. Descendants 2 tried to tackle it with Mal, but failed miserably. We know Hades sucks as a parent in descendants (neglect is abuse) so that’s not gonna help him.

Dough: Awww he’s so cute with Evie 🥺

No really that’s it. He’s a nerd that gets the girl, has some very funny moments, but honestly most of his character is centered around Evie? And they’re cute together it’s not a bad thing but there isn’t much to analyze. He’s understandably pissed about someone like Chad getting all the girls while using them, but that’s also only ever seen in relation to Evie.

Chad Charming: what a bitch (derogatory), total coward, I hate him but he’s funny.

So I have no issue with characters who conduct themselves terribly (I love Audrey, (fanon) Anthony, Uma, and many others from many fandoms) if, and that’s a massive IF, they have a good reason for it. And I’ll count “because I can and I want to” as a good reason, because by that point you have someone who’s mean and owns it. I can appreciate the self-awareness and usually those characters are very extra so it’s entertaining. If not that, there needs to be a reason they are the way they are. Audrey has the pressure from her grandmother (and the borderline verbal abuse), Uma has the very real grievance of living in squalor on a run-down island full of the worst of humanity because she was born, what does Chad have? He’s spoiled. A spoiled brat. And he goes from that to an overtly whimpering coward with none of the pretense of superiority in any field. His one saving grace is that he’s a massive joke.

Diego De Vil, Clay Clayton, Gonzo, Jace and Harry Badun, Herkie, Aziz, Jonas, Lefou Deux, Li Shang Jr, everyone else I missed: no opinion, because they’re not relevant enough for the writers to give them a personality.

I have nothing I’m sorry. I barely remember reading their names and I don’t remember anything from the scenes they’re (mentioned) in to get an idea of what to talk about here.

That was… a lot lmao

[gently-decaying-flowers]

i love my brother

but i feel like he’s a little black and white when it comes to gender identity- which is bizarre as he’s a trans guy

i’ve changed pronouns/gender identity/sexuality a lot because idk i’m younger and trying to figure out who i am and what feels right- and he calls me the most “inconsistent person he knows”

which kinda sucks

he told me he talked to my mom apparently about how i’d benefit from just calling myself genderfluid and i have two problems with that

1) i’m not out to my mom. i love my mom and she’s so supportive but i don’t want to come out until im sure because i don’t wanna change it up on her all the time. looks like he did that for me tho

2) genderfluid doesn’t feel right to me- at least right now. it’s not my label. i’m nonbinary/genderqueer atm and i don’t wanna change because of how he thinks i should identify

there’s also the added layer that he and his girlfriend are t4t- his partner was nonbinary for a long time and now they use they/she pronouns and identify as a fem nonbinary- WHICH IS SO COOL

but that means both of their gender experiences were a bit more binary- both leaning heavily away from their agab. i think because i still like feminine things (this convo arose last night because i showed him the swimsuit i was gonna get) and im not the more common “nonbinary androgynous” presenting person- or because i don’t lean fully away from more “feminine” things- he doesn’t really understand?

i think in his mind enby is either dressing masc if you’re afab or fem if you’re amab- or the like short hair, baggy clothes, genderless being aesthetic shown in media when it comes to enby people

and all the power to them! they’re valid and amazing as who they are, but when that becomes The Look for nonbinary people it can affect peoples acceptance of enbies who aren’t like that or can’t afford to be because of money, their home life, etc.

all this is sorta to say that you don’t have to listen to what the older queer people around you think you “should be” or what it “sounds like you are” even people who’ve been in the queer community longer have had different experiences than you- and shouldn’t dictate your interpretation of your own identity

also don’t feel bad about being inconsistent!! ever!!! i like telling myself:

maybe it is a phase but it’s not just a phase. it’s the phase i’m in and i deserve to explore it and have it be respected and feel valid, even if it changes

[joonggphilia]

💛🖤Chasing That Feeling🖤💛

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Pairing: Soft dom! Huening Kai x Bttm male reader Genre: Fluff, Smut. CW: Praise kink, Cheating, semi-public sex, ass eating A/N: The high school boyfriend bit may be a little cheesy, but I like it! Huening Kai is the best person on this planet. Hands down.

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You lazily sat on the couch, scrolling through your phone. Your roommate, who also happened to be your boyfriend, sat next to you, doing the same. If you were gonna be honest, you didn’t like him. He was rude, boring, and so terribly lazy. “Hey, I want to do something together. Let’s go get lunch or walk in the park. I know it’s a big ask, but TXT is coming to our city and I wanna see them. With you.” You stated, trying to get your boyfriend to except using your pleading eyes. “Fuck no. Are you for real? Babe, I just went grocery shopping, I’m comfy here on the couch, and I don’t know what you see in those guys!” He said, not even looking up from his screen. “Then I’ll go on my own.” You stood up, stretching out your legs. “You’re not going to have a good time without me. We can have a nice time being here, it’s your turn to do chores anyway.” He protested, finally looking at you. “It’s always my turn to do the fucking chores. I’m seriously going out.” You snapped, throwing a pillow in his face, then storming off to get ready. You quickly bought tickets online, not wanting them to sell out and somehow, some way, you managed stall seats! You loved TXT, they were your favorite idol group, and best in your opinion. Your bias was Huening Kai. One thing that was special about him, that no one would ever know, was that he was your secret high school boyfriend. The two of you grew apart once he got into the industry, but you still had strong feelings. Tonight, you were chasing those feelings.

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Your seats were amazing, right front and center. Sure, they were a lot of money, but you have been saving for a while and you deserved something special. You tried to snap a picture of the stage to send to your asshole boyfriend, but lights began to dim, immediately catching your attention. The music began, the group appeared on stage, the choreography was spot on, you were in bliss. The song ended, but the fan service started. You were ready to catch Huening’s attention. As soon as he passed, you two made eye contact, and sparks flew. You had your phone out and he quickly grabbed it and began talking into it. You had no clue what he was saying, but you were excited. Maybe he still loves you, maybe he can make time for you, maybe he can get you out of your shit relationship. He came back to the side of the stage and handed you back your phone, but not without his fingers lightly grazing against yours. And the show went on.

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You made your way to out of the stadium while checking the videos and pictures you took. You made it to the video of your ex boyfriend, and your stomach immediately began to burst with butterflies as you hit play on the recording. “You still a fan? I’m sorry for just up and leaving you, but I couldn’t have my phone on me a ton when I was a trainee. Wow. I can’t believe you’re a fan! Come to the dressing rooms after the show, I’ve still got feelings. M/n….your all I know.” Say no more. You were on your way.

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You made your way down dark, deep, winding halls, finally turning a corner to see a certain blonde haired someone. You ran at him, hugging him. “Woah! I’ve missed you too.” He said calmly. You quickly realized what you were doing and let go. “Sorry, too pushy? You’re an idol and all now.” Huening Kai laughed at your comment, confusing you. “It’s fine, we’re close. I may be an idol, but your moa.” The taller male reassured, patting your shoulder. “Come one back, I want you to meet everyone!” He said playfully, breaking his cool idol character.

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You sat in Huening Kai’s private dressing room, catching up with him, laughing together. It felt so right being with him. “Kai. I need advice. My roommate is a complete, and total asshole. I want him to move out, but I need him to pay rent. He doesn’t do his chores and he has friends over to party all the time.” You suddenly became serious, but this didn’t bother the other male. “I’ve never had a roommate like that before. I think the best thing you could do is be honest with him, confront him. Sorry I don’t know much about roommate stuff.” Huening Kai muttered, scratching the back of his neck. “Oh, and he happens to be my boyfriend. I’m in a little bit of a situationship.” You half joked. The taller male suddenly got up from his seat and crouched in front of you. “I don’t know much about roommates, but I do know a thing or two about boyfriends.” You blushed at the amount of space that was left between you and him. The space closed. Your lips molded perfectly with his. “M/n, let’s keep chasing this feeling.”

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Huening Kai was the innocent, sweet type, but damn did he have you undressed fast. He sat down on the couch, then put you on his lap and kissed up and down your neck. “I wish we did this more in high school. I wish we didn’t grow apart. You’re so perfect.” Huening persistently praised you. Just the words that spilled from his lips made you moan. “You’re an angel. Keep making those sounds, I like to know when I’m doing good.” Huening continued. “You don’t know how much I’ve missed you.” You shakily breathed. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him back into a kiss. The kiss was hot and mouthy, but it felt so sweet. “M/n, will you trust me?” Huening didn’t even have to explain before you barked a quick “Yes” And at that, he got to work. He quickly flipped you onto your knees and elbows, ass up. “I’ll make you feel good, I promise.” He said gently rubbing hearts into your thighs. You suddenly felt a hot sensation by your lower half. Huening’s tongue was circling your rim, causing you to emit lewd noises that became louder as he began eating you out. Your length dripped with precum, as Huening Kai began to give it some much needed attention. “Please, please….Kai, I-I need you more than ever.” You begged. “How could I deny such a polite request” he hummed flipping you over onto your back. “I wanna see your face, I wanna hear you, ok?” He said spreading your legs apart and aligning his dick with your entrance. “Anything for you.” You gasped out as Huening Kai slowly entered into your welcoming walls. “You feel so good for me, M/n.” He loved saying your name, it felt good on his tongue. You could only hum as a thank you, your mind fuzzy. You couldn’t think straight while being praised, stuffed, and loved by your biggest idol. The taller only sped up, and each time he thrusted in, he hit that spot. Never missing. Before you knew it your thighs were shaking, palms were sweating, and your mind was going even more blank. “Huening! I’m cumming!” At this point, everyone heard you, you felt too good to be quiet, and neither of you cared. Huening came inside of you, riding out his high. “M/n, come back to the hotel with me. Travel with us, don’t go back to that so called boyfriend, just stay with me. I love you.” Huening pleaded, holding you to his chest. “Of course. I’ll go with you. I love you too.”

[theladyheroine]

Softer Werewolf Headcanons 🌙

❥ Hey everyone! So I know that I should be working on my Bad Batch one shots for the time being, I promise I am, but recently I’ve hit a bit of a stump? So I’m trying to get my creativity out with these little posts. I might make another small one about my crossover just to get some ideas too. But all these fall writing prompts are so cool & fun, I’ve been wanting to give it a try for awhile!

❥ Plus werewolves are one of my favorite creatures, I wanted to try writing about them! It’s also because super gorey or gothic vibes just aren’t entirely my thing, no offense do anyone that likes that genre, but I wanted to do something different! Thank you & I hope you enjoy! 🙏🙌✨

They don’t fight each other to see who’s in charge, it’s more like a sense of already knowing. Someone who already “commands” a presence or behaves more responsibly is gonna be the leader. But if there’s really a big opinion about it, they’ll just arm wrestle.

Make sure you write your name on leftovers!! Or they’ll be gone by morning, even the veggies aren’t safe…

The whole shifting during nighttime is more of an urban legend that human folk made up. However, it’s become more of a scary campfire stories werewolves use to get kids to go to bed on time. 😅 Kind of as a more spooky “If you keep making that face it’ll get stuck like that” vibe?

Werewolves can change form any time they want, but there are rare occasions they get “stuck.” This can last from 15 minutes up to a whole day.

Daily hangouts!! If a werewolf lives near a forest or near vegetation, morning hikes & walks are a must. But if a werewolf happens to live in a city or anything similar, a nice nap in the park or even breakfast on a balcony is just as good!

Dogs LOVE them!! Usually all animals do but it’s mainly dogs, even unruly or grumpy dogs will be on their best behavior! They make for good trainers if you just need a helping hand.

Regardless of appearance, werewolves are definitely stronger than the average human. While it’s not always obvious, even a scrawny guy or gal without any workout experience can lift a 30lb weight easy.

Okay these next couple points I was inspired by Cartoon Saloon animation studio, and their film Wolfwalkers. I love the interpretation Irish folklore has with werewolves!! It’s not this super eerie or gross transformation or anything, but it’s just beautiful and maybe a bit simple. The characters look completely normal in human form too! There’s nothing too odd or bizarre about them either, they’re just normal people with incredible powers! Plus the aesthetic is so beautiful and woodsy and vibrant, this is what I wanna see in werewolf movies. 🙌✨

In all honesty, when I think of werewolf vibes or even just wolves in general, I think of like an earthy colored version of fairycore. 😅 Which is also my favorite, but anyways, Wolfwalkers is literally the perfect werewolf movie I honestly can’t believe how good it is! Plus wolves are my favorite animal anyways lol so this made me happy to see.

Anywho! This next idea was inspired by the studio’s Song of the Sea and selkie mythology. I’ve always thought the idea of a magical animal cloak in mythology is sooooooo amazing! I know tales about swan maidens and other animals are a thing, but a magic fur coat is most popular with selkies. But it would be cool to have this for werewolves too! Like imagine a fluffy fur coat and when you put it on you’re a wolf!

I do like this idea better than some transformations I’ve seen. 😅 Plus, I’ve always found it strange that werewolves are sometimes “super hairy” or they’re a bit aggressive personality wise? Idk, that just doesn’t sound very nice to me. 😅

[renlyslittlerose]

Hi! Your fics are absolutely stunning but I think your job sounds so incredibly cool! If you’re comfortable answering a slightly personal ask, how did you become an archivist? What drew you to that kind of work?

Thank you for your amazing contributions to the Obikin fandom ❤️

Oh gosh, thank you so much! You're too kind!!! 💗

And I don't mind at all! I actually stumbled into it (mostly) by accident. I was finishing up my double degree at university in the Classics and History when one of my professors said that a local private club (think 'White's' in London - elite, mostly rich members or literal royalty) was looking to take on an assistant to help their lead historian, and they wanted a student from the history department. I decided to apply and lo! I was hired.

So I learned a lot about the basics while working alongside their more experienced archivist and curator who, bless her, really wanted to help me along. She gave me lots of tips, taught me how to carry out the job, while also trying to guide me toward bigger things.

Meanwhile, while I was working that job at the club, I started volunteering at my local RCAF museum where I learned how to accession, archive material, preserve artefacts, etc. I actually networked with my current boss at a Renaissance Fair lol (my boss used to be a professional jouster, if you can believe it).

Then, a few months into my volunteer work with the RCAF museum, they asked if I would be willing to come work for them as an assistant curator. I of course jumped at the chance, and with the blessing of my boss at the club, I quit and moved on to the museum! While working at the museum I went on to receive my Masters in the Classics, while continuing my on-the-job education at the museum. Archival work sort of pivoted to me over the years, so now I split my time between digitizing our archival material, photographing the artefacts in our collections space, and transcribing letters, diaries, etc. While also still accepting and accessioning new donations and trying to find space for them in our very small area 😭

I think I was drawn to the work because it's a real and tangible way to work with history, and to distribute knowledge to the wider world. Working with history can sometimes feel like you're yelling into the void - no one hears you in amongst the rest of the voices. Or, those who do hear you are just part of your very insulare, often times elitist community. Post-secondary education and the trappings that come with such institutions are often times gated to those who don't have the money or the means to attend. Education at a higher level is a privilege rather than a right.

But when it comes to museum work, we get to share our work and our knowledge with the wider community - with those who live nearby, student groups from local schools, as well as with tourists. And the amazing thing about our archives is that they're available online for free. Anyone, anywhere in the world, so long as they have access to the internet can peruse our archives at their leisure. I have spent the last eight years digitizing our archives and putting them online for anyone to use. Our knowledge and the history that is contained within the walls of my office aren't just for me, or for those wealthy enough to access them. They are for everyone.

And I think that's really, really cool. And that is why I love my job.

In the next few years we're hoping to expand the archives to include photographs of our artefacts, so that the material we cannot put on display are still available for the public in some form. And again, these will all be available for free.

I would link to our archives but I don't wanna dox myself (which is a sad statement to make, but that's just how the internet is now a days). But maybe one day you'll accidentally stumble upon my handiwork out in the wild, and if you do I hope you enjoy photographs of airmen and women, ground crew, officers and NCOs, dogs and cats as airbase mascots, or a ventriloquist mummy made by a POW out of cigarette cases :)

[jujumin-translates]

Event | Sanrio characters x A3! | Chapter 1

Sakuya: Haa, that was so interesting…!

Sakuya: Thank you so much for getting tickets to the show today, Tsumugi-san!

Tsumugi: I had been wanting to see that performance, so I was more than happy to go see it with you, Sakuya-kun.

Sakuya: Me too. The actors and the play were all so cool too.

Sakuya: It was a wonderful play that made so many people happy, so I was able to learn a lot from… Huh?

Tsumugi: What is it?

Sakuya: There’s some people over there taking pictures, but what’s it for… A bromide maybe?

Tsumugi: Seems like it. Are they taking bromide photos with the theater as a background? Maybe a commemorative shoot?

Tsumugi: But that bromide looks like it has some kind of decoration on it.

Sakuya: I wonder if… That bromide is going to be kept in some kind of decorated case?

Sakuya: Now that I look at it, it seems like the others also have nameplates or card holders on their bags too.

Tsumugi: Oh. I know the little guy on that case. I think that’s… Cinnamon-kun.

Sakuya: And I think there’s Kitty-chan on that one…! Are they all cases and holders and such of Sanrio characters?

Sakuya: They’re so cute! I never knew there was stuff like that.

Tsumugi: What’s the word for this kind of thing? Umm… Stanning like it’s your job?

Sakuya: Stanning like it’s your job?

Tsumugi: Yeah, I think Itaru-kun called it something like that.

Sakuya: So that’s what it is. Everyone doing that looks like they’re having fun!

Tsumugi: Fufu, they do.

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Taichi: Pochacco, Pochacco, Pochacco…!

Kazunari: And will Taicchan’s manifesting win in the end…!?

Sakuya: We’re home!

Tsumugi: We’re back.

Kazunari: Ah, welcome backsies, you two~.

Sakuya: ? Taichi-kun, You look like you’re trying to make something happen… What’s up?

Kazunari: Actually, we were out together during the day and we found these wafers that you can get Sanrio character cards from.

Kazunari: So we bought some to try out. And we’re making a little opening video to go with!

Kazunari: Like here, I got a card with Kiki and Lala ☆ Isn’t it like so adorbs?

Tsumugi: It is quite cute. It’s only a bonus, but it’s still pretty nice.

Kazunari: Taicchan loves Pochacco. Which is why he’s over there manifesting so hard.

Taichi: Come home, Pochacco! C’mon!

Taichi: T-This is…

Kazunari: And it’s Kitty-chan!

Taichi: It’s no Pochacco! But Kitty-chan is still hella cute! Lookie, lookie!

Sakuya: Ahaha, she really is super cute.

Taichi: Mii-chan loves Kitty-chan, so I’m gonna give this card to her.

Kazunari: She’ll love it! Kitty-chan is an expert at making everyone smile ☆

Sakuya: That reminds me of when we were just out seeing a play, we saw a whole bunch of people with merch of Kitty-chan and her friends.

Tsumugi: Yeah. Everyone had different goods of their own favorite characters.

Kazunari: People have been seeing them a lot lately! Here, just look at all this stuff on Inste about it.

Sakuya: That’s amazing… There’s so many different kinds.

Taichi: I’ve seen some people even take some of our bromides and other stuff and put them in cases with Kitty-chan and her friends to take pictures of!

Kazunari: I’ve seen a lot of them with Pochacco holders~.

Tsumugi: Ah, this case on Inste is the same one that people were taking pictures of at the theater before.

Taichi: Man, seeing all these cards and merch and stuff is making me wanna meet Kitty-chan again~.

Sakuya: Eh? Meeting Kitty-chan?

Taichi: Yeah, meeting her at Puroland!

Kazunari: That’s a throwback~! I remember going to Puroland with my lil’ sis~.

Tsumugi: I had a student who I tutored that loved Cinnamon-kun, so they used to tell me all about Puroland.

Tsumugi: That kid always had the biggest smile on their face when they talked about Cinnamon-kun.

Kazunari: I get that! All the Sanrio characters are so adorable! How could you not smile while thinking about them~.

Sakuya: Umm… What kinda place is Puroland?

Kazunari: There’s a whole buncha stuff at Puroland, you can meet the characters, see shows, watch parades, and all sorts of other good stuff!

Sakuya: Characters, shows, parades… That’s amazing and sounds like a lotta fun!

Taichi: And it’s super pretty when they get all the lights on! It’s super shiny and glowy!

Tsumugi: Shiny and glowy…!

Kazunari: And the entertainer’s costumes there are so extravagant~! You can’t look away from them!

Taichi: Uue~u, I know! They’re so interesting!

Sakuya: That sounds incredible…! I’d love to go to Puroland…

[ Next Part ⇢ ]

[sab-teraa]

Tye Talks: A Diary Entry

(22/02/24 || 22:58 pm)

Good evening friends, I hope you are all well and having a lovely Thursday! Just one more day till the weekend! Yay <3

Inspired by the lovely @the-winds-of-destiny-xxx , I've decided to start blogging about my day. Hopefully, I will be able to stay up to date lol.

Work

Ugh, I've been up since 5am prepping myself to deliver my second lecture of the semester. It went well, kinda. The students were super interactive which is great. Application + practicality > regurgitating information. They did super well. Also, we have a new HoD, and while I really liked our previous heads, the new HoD is a breath of fresh air and I really enjoy their approach towards education.

My full-time job is actually soooo … atm. My colleague has resigned which is all cool and I wish her the best.

But, there’s a trend I’ve noticed recently within our organization … and I hope it does not present any problems in the future. Tbh, I think it has presented a problem before … but idk. Anyway, constructive criticism goes a long long way … only if you’re keen and willing to learn …. which this person defo is NOT.

Enough about my colleagues, the CEO presented me with an opportunity but I'm lowkey nervous .. bc I prefer being a private + somewhat anonymous person lol, but I obviously said yes. Let's see how it goes, anything can happen and this whole project might fall through. Especially in this economy.

All in all, I really love my job and the career path I’ve taken. I hope it does not backfire on me later on in life.

Uni

Gosh. Uni is the bane of my existence atm. Tho, i did make a bit of progress on my thesis today. I know exactly what I need to do, but I just don't have the motivation to it. But, I think I've finally got myself together .. so let's see what happens.

Also, I'm so grateful for my thesis supervisor <3 she is so understanding and supportive.

Health

Is this tmi? Maybe? Apologies if so?

But, my nose and throat have been KILLING me recently? Idk if it’s bc of the fan or what … but yup. Thank god for cloves! They’ve helped wayyyy more than anything else I’ve tried lol. Also, my pms is really starting to hit 😭😭 I’ve been in soooo much pain since I got back home.

My mentally, I’m doing okay … there’s obvs moments in the day where I’m like shit?? I’m an adult adult?? Yet my life feels so stagnant 😂 but then I try to keep it moving and not think so much about what I want … and I try to focus on what I do have…. bc I’ve done my best.

Fun and mundane

I finally got to go to my first gym class of the week - I really needed that! The housewives from my class invited me for smoothies afterwards … and they are so fun! Are they my mums age mates? Yes 😂😂 but I loved hanging out with them .. they truly live in their own bubble .. I wanna be exactly like them when I’m older lol.

Oh Oh! And I finally finished the second season of Al Rawabi School for Girls ... flip, it truly broke my heart. What an amazing show.

I really wanted to start the new season of Real Housewives of Durban … but the new Showmax app is truly YUCK! I have the ick 🫠🫠 but, I love the show waaaaay too much, so I’d probs get over it soon lol.

Other than gym and catching up on tv, I made a delicious lasagna for dinner. I'm convinced that my homemade meat sauce and cheese sauce remains undefeated, or maybe that's just me being cocky lol. If I had more space, I would have defo attempted to make the pasta too.

I'm super excited for this weekend bc my friends and I are going to this art and music event and getting food afterwards. I also really wanna buy that duvet set I saw online ... since I'm no longer purchasing an apartment (recession boo boo boo 🍅🍅🍅), I may as well just re-do my current apartment lol. It already looks great, but I've been putting off getting a new duvet set bc I presumed I was gonna buy a bigger bed lol... so I've just been rotating between the two sets I have ... and damn they've seen better days lol.

Relationships

After all he has been through, my brother finally has some great things happening. I am so proud of him. I know he will achieve everything he aspires to <3 This has also done wonders for his self-confidence, he truly needed this, and I hope ... I really hope that it stays on this positive track.

Positive family news aside, idk if anyone saw the post about my uncle? But god damn I'm annoyed af. (Side note: He is my mums cousin btw; but my entire family is close). Anyway, my uncle called my mum to rant … and according to my mum he was sooooo proud of what he said to his wife??? I’m just disgusted. Idk how. His wife could forgive him for this. I’m so glad my mum put him in his place ✋🏽✋🏽✋🏽

I know its not about me and I have no right to speak on other people's relationships, but I hate seeing people put their all into a relationship and even go against their own family to be with someone ... only for their partner to treat them like this. His wife deserves soooooo much better and its sooo heartbreaking that she has to go through. My heart truly breaks for her. I pray everything works out for her.

Conclusion

Anywho … if you made it this far! Thank you for reading my ramblings <3 wishing you a lovely day! Stay safe babes 😘

[anjumbai]

Kaguya-sama: Love is War - Thoughts

"Even among sweethearts, there exists a distinct power relationship!  A side that exploits and a side that’s exploited, a side that’s devoted, a side receiving devotion, a winner and a loser!  If you’re trying to live a noble life, then you mustn’t become a loser.  Love is war!”

I do not write about light hearted anime like this. Romance, slice of life, comedy have become my comfort genre and I enjoy the ride more than I enjoy writing about them. But seriously, this show has given me quite a lot of peace in the past few weeks. I watched no more than 2 episodes a day and savored it. The combination would simply go like this: I'd finish a task, sit down with my breakfast or lunch (which I have at 7 pm now coz college) and start watching Kaguya-sama. And by the time the episode is half-complete, my precious mother provides me with some milk tea to relax with. Really calmed my nerves after a long day at college, or just helped me prepare for one.

The show is hilarious. I always have such a blast with cute romance anime. Cute romance anime instantly brings Toradora and Tsuki ga Kirei to my mind but this wasn't only cute, it was soo funny. It tried to take on a serious tone by the latest season and I'll be honest, that's when I least enjoyed it because the comedic drama in Kaguya and the President trying to make each other confess their feelings and their absolute miscomprehension of each other's minds were the highlight of the show. The darker undertones didn't go that well for me because I felt like it just wasn't properly built up. Chika Fujiwara also got annoying as time went by and I just felt like she has become a completely ignored character. Which I don't mind cause she annoys me now, despite finding her comedic timing to be spot on in the first season.

My favorite season had to be the 3rd season. The whole built up to the ultra romantic confession, the kiss, the fanservice- I dig all that. High school romances just make you think about the wonderful school life you have left behind and I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me sad sometimes.

I'm eagerly waiting for another season. The manga has ended but I don't think I could enjoy it without witnessing every single face twitch, every scream, every frame of absolute comedy in an animated form. So for the first time, maybe I won't read the manga even though I really wanna know what happens. I mean it's a romance. We all know how it ends and we're still eager to see them make it work.

An 8.5/10. Had an amazing time watching it.

It's cool how I've slowly retracted from investing time in serious anime. Anime that took work to finish like the likes of SEL, Monster, Texhnolyze were something I'd finish no matter how boring or taxing it got because I wanted to write about it, I wanted to look into it, I wanted to understand. Now my google search has become "comedy anime 2024" as if my brain can't even register anything but instant dopamine. Maybe I've gotten busier, or more distracted, or both. Maybe I'll get that passion back for serious anime again. Or maybe I should just keep entertainment as entertainment and not research.

[dethmail]

Hihihihihiii!!! Hi Facebones!! You’re so cool!!

Anywho, this letter is for Toki!!

Dear Toki,

What’s your opinion of people making their own deaddy bears? I’ve had the idea to do it, but I wanted to make sure it wasn’t overstepping a boundary at all! I just think he’s really brutal, and maybe if I had my own I could be as brutal as you are one day! Also, should I keep trying to learn guitar? I can’t really find anything that holds my attention enough to teach me, and now I just have a guitar sitting around taunting me. I reeeaaally wanna learn, but I just don’t think it’s right for me. What do you think?

Sincerely, Rue <3

(P.s. Love you Facebones!!)

Oh hi there Rue! Thank you! Glad you think I'm cool! It means a lot to me when FACEBONES gets compliments too! Sending you love back your wayyy!

Hi Rue,

Oh wowee! You wants to make your own deaddy bears? I thinks that ams amazing! If you makes one can you shows me a picture? Do you thinks your deaddy bear would likes to be friends with mine? Of course you will be as brutals as me one day, especiallys if you have a good friends like deaddy bear by your side.

Learning guitars is hard!! Buts! Thinks about the fun things you can play once you finally learns it! Its hard for me to focus on guitar playings too sometimes, but, I thinks you can do it! Maybe having a deaddy bear will helps to motivate you and cheer you on when you wants to give up. Umms but if you don't thinks its for you then don't force yourselves either! It ams okay to try new things... That ams what trying them is for! Mights like it... mights not! Good lucks!

You friend,

Toki Wartooth