#💬Go big...💬or...💬go home.

[manticore239]

He was a penitent butcher and a reluctant baker, with a candlestick maker alongside.

He looked down at what he was wearing. "Don't call me 'Purple.' The dog's still black."

How I feel rn:

[kianamaiart]

🌟KIANAMAIART FAQ🌟

FAQ wahoooo!!

GENERAL QUESTIONS

Who are you?

I'm Kiana, I'm a queer, Japanese Jamaican woman, and a Director/Storyboard artist who works in animation. I'm currently at Disney Television Animation.

What are your pronouns?

I usually go by she/her but I don't really mind any pronouns~

Where did you go to school?

California College of the Arts (but I dropped out when I was hired at Disney)

How did you get hired at Disney?

My bosses found me on twitter. They liked my drawing style and asked if I wanted to take a storyboard test. I did, I passed, I got interviewed and moved to LA two weeks later to start storyboarding.

Your work seems familiar. What do I know you from?

I've been on the internet for a long time! It could be a number of things. As maimai97 on dA I had a comic about next gen Pokemon characters called Pokemon 25 Years Later. As kilala97 I had some popular next gen ponies and also had a Steven Universe gemsona named Larimar. I'm also @yamujiburo, known most for drawing Jessie x Delia (hanamusa) a lot. I also work professionally! I've worked as a storyboard artist and director on Disney Channel's Big City Greens, I was a storyboard artist on one of the Steven Universe anti-racism shorts and I was a storyboard artist on Pokemon: Path to the Peak. Most recently I've been on season 6 of Dropout's Game Changer!

What program and brush do you use to draw?

Default brush in Storyboard pro. Photoshop sometimes just for compositing or specific effects.

PPPIDWTBAMG QUESTIONS

What is this project?

This is a project that started off as a silly idea that has since grown into me creating a 10 minute pilot animatic.

When and where can I watch the pilot!?

Now and right here!

What would this series be rated?

Ideally like PG13/TV14! Or whatever they call it. Definitely more geared to a YA audience. Not completely kiddy but also not what most people would consider adult animation to be

What are you planning to do with the project now that the pilot has released?

Don't know yet! There has been a lot of studio interest and even offers, so I'm in the process of talking with them and seeing if I can find this show a home or if I want to try doing it on my own or if I want to even continue with it at all. I know you guys are curious, but even if I wanted to tell you I couldn't. Just trust that I will make announcements as they come~

You said Aika had teammates, will we see them?

Because of the studio interest and potential for more of this show, there's some stuff I'm still holding close to my chest. This is one of them.

Do the characters have parents??

Zira does! As for Aika and Eclipse, this is something I'm still developing and don't really know myself haha

What are the characters' sexualities?

Don't know right now. Headcanon away!

What Pokémon would each cast member have?

Here you go!

Is "Star Guardian: Guardian of the Stars" a reference to that vine?

Nope! It's more so a parody for just really long and redundant titles which I love. Similar to the title of this project, which is called "Pretty Pretty Please I Don't Want to be a Magical Girl"

[astrolook]

🎨💍#2 Appearance & Traits Of Future Spouse In Astrology🌸🌹

Note: These are just my personal observations and recurring patterns I've noticed over the years. Take what resonates with you and leave the rest. Feel free to share in the comments if any of this hits home. This post is based on Vedic astrology.

👀 Future spouse looks according to your planets in your 7th house

🌞 Sun in 7H: Slight tan skin 🍯, a bit intimidating at first 😈. You might hesitate to even approach them! Stands out in a crowd 💥, might be into workouts 🏋️. Hubby = gym rat/ posh man🏋️‍♂️, wifey = toned queen 👑. Commanding voice 🎤, dom vibes 🔥. Dresses classy & conservative 🧥, might be a boss 🏛️, business owner 💼, or a high-up government or corporate babe/ boo 💼💣.

🔥 Mars in 7H: Warm and tanned skin ☀️, reddish/dark hair vibes ❤️‍🔥 (might love dyeing it!). Wild energy🌪️ hairstyles and outfits always changing 🎭. Smart, fast-talker 🧠, extrovert + a little spicy 🌶️. Defined angry-looking eyebrows 😠 (even when happy lol). Big spender 💸, big earner too 🏆.

🌞+🔥 Sun + Mars in 7H: Ambivert alert 🚦. Mood-based conversations: one day a helpful angel 👼, next day "huh, who r u??" 😒. Tan or slightly darker than you ✨. You WILL find them magnetic 🧲. Possibly foreign/mixed race🛫.

🧠 Mercury in 7H: Total chatterbox 📞, witty king/queen 🤹. Slim build 🪶, quirky , might whistle or make weird sounds 🎵. Loves music 🎸, games 🎮, restaurants 🍝, parties 🎉, weekend trips 🚗. Super approachable!

🧠🔁 Mercury Rx in 7H: Wise owl 🦉, slow to open up 🌑. Introverted, might wear glasses 🤓. Researcher vibes 🔍. For wives = BS detector 🧹, for husbands = detective brain 🕵️‍♂️. Jobs in analysis, finance, art, coding, writing 👨‍💻.

💖 Venus in 7H: Spouse is youthful af ✨. You'll KNOW they are "the one" 💍. Gorgeous looks 😍, into beauty/art/health fields 🎨💉. Loves comfy living 🛋️ and lowkey snack queen 👑🍪.

💖🔁 Venus Rx in 7H: Baby face + allergies combo 🍼🤧. Reserved, deeply insecure under their pretty exterior 🥺. Might get beauty treatments 💉. Into design, food, history, style 🎀.

🧠+💖 Mercury + Venus in 7H: Smooth talkers with sparkly brains 🌟. Prone to sniffles 🤧, but will charm the socks off everyone 🧦. Could pass as a hot manager/model 😎. Cute chubby-cheeked even when fit 🍑.

🌙 Moon in 7H: Hair dye addict 🎨, moody rollercoaster 🎢. Mama's boy/daddy’s girl vibes 👶👸. Artistic soul 🎭, super intuitive 🔮. Fertile AF 👶x3. Baby today, grandma/ grandpa wisdom tomorrow 🧓👼.

🌍 Jupiter in 7H: Big smiles 😁, big hands 👐, big wallet 💰. SPF300 if you’re sunbathing with them 🧴☀️. Works abroad 🌎 or inherits properties or genetic issues🏠. Blessed child!

🌍🔁 Jupiter Rx in 7H: Addicted (to coffee ☕, meds 💊, or... more 🍷). Might be underfed/overfed 🍽️. Liberal but grew up strict. Atheist / agnostic / irreligious. Might live that alt life (vegan, minimalist 🌱).

🌙+🧠 Moon + Mercury in 7H: Mimics everyone 🎭, movie buff 🎬, loves forests 🌳 and autumn 🍂. Bird lover 🐦.

🪐 Saturn in 7H: Calm, mature 🧘‍♀️. Collects vintage bags 👜 or classic cars 🚗. Might go bald early 👨‍🦲 or grey early 👩‍🦳. Gains weight in face and tummy if it happens 🍩.

🪐🔁 Saturn Rx in 7H: Smart, chill, owns a home 🏡 before 35. Loves antiques 🖼️. Big age gap possible, either too young or too old for you 🧓+🧒. Reverse-aging vampire vibes 🧛‍♂️.

🌙+🪐 Moon + Saturn in 7H: Wild style changes 🎭, sleep issues 🌒. Into auctions 🎨 or gambling 🎰. Pale if Rx, darker if not Rx.

🌞+🧠🔁 Sun + Mercury Rx in 7H: Grumpy genius ✍️. Silent unless close to you 🔕. Might stutter or trail off mid-sentence 🫠. Either casual like your bro 👦 or formal like an English lord 🧐.

Wanna go deeper into the layers of your placements? DM me for a complete astrology reading or a 5 year/8 year marriage report or synastry reading🌙💬 and check out my pinned post for pricing + details 💫💸

Let’s decode your cosmic chaos together ⭐

Next post is about Darakaraka (DK) aka the planet with the lowest degree in your birth chart which reveals clues about your future spouse.

DK: The planet that holds your deepest desires for a partner like your soul's "Wanted Ad" scribbled in cosmic ink. It shows the kind of spouse you attract and what your heart secretly craves in relationships.

[thealchemistbae]

✨🌙 JUPITER IN CANCER TRANSIT FOR THE RISING SIGNS 🌙✨

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May 2025 – June 2026

Astro babes, it’s time to ride this emotional expansion wave 🌊🦀 Jupiter, the planet of growth, blessings & abundance, is swimming into the nurturing waters of Cancer ; the sign it’s exalted in 👑 Translation? This is BIG emotionally aligned, heart-centered main character energy.

Here’s what this transit means for each rising sign :

🌙: Aries Rising –> Home is where your glow-up is. You’re moving, redecorating, or emotionally reconnecting with fam. Big blessings around real estate, ancestral healing, and your inner foundation. You might move into a dream home or finally feel safe to rest. Think soft life in a cozy sanctuary 🕯️

🌙: Taurus Rising –> Main character energy: local edition. Jupiter’s lighting up your neighborhood, content creation, and connections. You might start a podcast, blow up on social media, or finally get that car. Sibling healing too. You’re speaking from the heart, and people listen. 📱💬

🌙: Gemini Rising –> Money + security = romantic era unlocked. Your self-worth is rising with your income. Expect better clients, money miracles, or a new stream of abundance. Could be a sentimental splurge (like buying your dream couch or starting a family biz). 💸🛋️

🌙: Cancer Rising –> Your year to EXPAND. You’re the chosen one, baby. Jupiter in your 1st = glowing skin, main character energy, and the world seeing you as the one. Take risks. Launch things. Fall in love. Reinvent your look. You’re embodying the you you’ve always dreamed of. 💅💖

🌙: Leo Rising –> Behind the scenes blessings. This is your soft, spiritual rebrand. Private miracles, solo trips, deep healing, and spiritual downloads. Pay attention to dreams, signs, and your intuition. Big karma release. You’re prepping for a glow-up no one saw coming. 🧘‍♀️🔮

🌙: Virgo Rising –> Friendship miracles & networking magic. New BFFs, aligned communities, or viral moments. You’re finding your soul group, leading circles, or launching a group project. Think “I met this person and everything changed” vibes. 💞🌐

🌙: Libra Rising –> Career blessings from the heart. It’s giving promotions, dream clients, viral success, or being seen as a nurturing authority. Build your empire with empathy. Your career is growing when you lead from love, not logic. It’s your CEO era 💼👑

🌙: Scorpio Rising –> Travel, expansion, & public recognition. Book the trip. Sign up for the course. Write the book. Jupiter is blessing you with exposure, new cultures, and deeper wisdom. Some of y’all will go viral for something deeply personal. You’re inspiring the world with your story 📚✈️

🌙: Sagittarius Rising –> Emotional wealth + financial blessings. Your healing is making room for real wealth. Someone could invest in you, a partner may share resources, or you might enter your inheritance era. Therapy, shadow work, or exploring taboo topics will unlock your next level 💰🦂

🌙: Capricorn Rising –> Relationships with soulmate potential. Power couple vibes. Jupiter brings in soul-aligned lovers, business partners, or clients. You’re expanding through intimacy. Soft love, slow love, and love that feels like home 🕊️💍

🌙: Aquarius Rising –> Wellness glow-up + dream job incoming. You’re getting your routine, body, and work-life in sync. Expect job offers, better co-workers, and a desire to nurture your body. Some of y’all are starting wellness brands or healing others through your own lifestyle shift 🧃💪

🌙: Pisces Rising –> Romantic, fertile, and creatively lit. You’re entering your main character, artist muse, or soft mommy era. Babies (actual or creative) are being born. You’re the star of the show, attracting love, joy, and inspiration like never before. 🎨💗👶

🦀💧 This transit is all about emotional wealth, softness, and soul expansion. Let Jupiter in Cancer wash away what’s hard and guide you into the version of life that actually feels good.

Comment your rising sign & claim your blessings 💫✨

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[storytellerwhims]

Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge Modded Version❌😴 Created by: Storytellerwhims

This is the official graphics for The Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge Modded Version! If you play and share the legacy challenge. Please use the hashtag #sims4nevergetboredlegacy and tag me @storytellerwhims 🩵🤍💚

I made a small change to Gen.3 I'm waiting for my graphics artist. To change it on the graphic.💖🔞

💖Make money from the Hoe it up mod by Prostitution.

💖You can earn fame from streaming dancing on a drone or use the video station recording fashion videos. (Get Famous Pack)

I will be adjusting or changing goals. If I need too as I playthrough this on my YouTube Channel!✅

(📝Note: If you want to get a better idea of each generation. You can go to the original rules to read the storyline for each gen! The original rules are linked down below!!❗)

If you want to see my playthrough of the Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge! You can check out my YouTube Channel! I also have a non-modded version and sims 3 version. If you'd prefer to play those for this challenge!!🥰

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Never Fall in Love Legacy Challenge💔👑 Created by: Storytellerwhims

Sequel to Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge

Have you ever wondered what would happen? If love never existed where you can only be platonic. No marriage, no commitment or no till death do us part. This legacy challenge is about battles of the heart. Why we have love and why some choose to never fall in love! 

⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️

This legacy challenge covers some disturbing and heavy realistic fiction topics. That may make some players uncomfortable or triggered. So be aware of that!

Requirements:

You can choose to play Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge first. Just play this one, or both the choice is yours! This legacy is a modded legacy challenge but there will be an unmodded version. Also, most of the packs are used in this legacy.

Required Mods:

MC Command Center 

Wicked Whims (18+)

Basemental Drugs (18+)

Kiarasims4 Mods Traits, Careers, Activities etc. 

Adeepindigo Mods

SNB Mods

Rules:

You can play on any lifespan you want, Normal or Long is advised!

Feel free to skip any parts that include packs you don’t have! 

Each gen has a story, try to follow that story but of course do your own take. Get creative, do not shelter your imagination. This legacy is meant to make you enjoy the sims!

No cheating money etc. unless stated by the rules for that gen!

If you feel triggered by any of the topics. Please take care of yourself!

If you play this legacy challenge tag me @storytellerwhims and use the hashtag #sims4neverfallinlovelegacy 

Enjoy the legacy challenge!

Start out living with your royal family. Have a negative relationship with your parents.

Live in a castle till you run away 

Start out with 5oK simoleons and take 10K when you run away to another world. 

Goals: 

Get engaged to someone who has the Materialistic or Evil trait.

Be a runaway Bride or Groom on your wedding day don’t get married. 

Move to Henford on Bagley or Chestnut Ridge

Develop the Outdoorsy Lifestyle

Have a big beautiful garden full of flowers, fruits and vegetables. Sell your harvestables at a stand.

Make pottery and sell it at a stand

Max the Gardening and Pottery Skills

Never Marry 

Adopt or have a child by science

Goals:

Move out and sell your parents farm/ranch home. Move to Del Sol Valley into a starter home.

Start singing on the streets with your guitar

Once you're a One Star Celebrity. Join the Singer career and reach level 10 of the career. (Singer career by: Kiarasims4 Mods)

Do at least 5 Singing Gig Events (Singing Gig Event by: Kiarasims4 Mods)

Become a Three Star Celebrity 

Max the Singing and Guitar Skills

Once you're a Three Star, buy a bigger home or renovate your current house.

Have an affair with someone famous and get pregnant.

Be neglectful and have a bad relationship with your child/children.

Never Marry 

Plant roses at your house in memory of your parent.

Goals:

Live with your neglectful parent have a negative relationship and distant family dynamic.

Have an A in High School to stay in sports.

Max the Athletic Skill

Make two enemies with people from High School.

Seduce a Young Adult who is in the Athletic career. (For story purposes, that's your coach.)

Be on the Soccer Team in High School. After you seduce your coach. (Soccer Team Mod by: Kiarasims4 Mods)

As a Young Adult join the Professional Athlete career 

Never Marry 

Have a child from a threeway. (Wicked Whims Mod Required)

Be an okay parent and have a good relationship with your child/children.

Goals: 

Live in Evergreen Harbor or San Myshuno in a Business/Residential Lot.

Have your sim have Hypertension and Anxiety (Cheat this with the Adeepindigo mod for story purposes.)

Max the Tattooing Skill 

Get robbed and marry that person to get money.

Have a baby with the robber once they move in.

Have at least one child

Have a bad relationship with your Robber spouse.

Have at least three tattoos

Goals:

Live in Oasis Springs or Strangerville

Be in University in any degree you want. Go to college while living at home. 

Join the Fast Food Employee Part Time Job

Fall in love with a sim with the Clubber Trait.

Drink and Smoke with your partner. (Basemental Drugs Required)

Drop out of University

Reach Level 5 of the Cooking Skill.

Have issues and break up with your partner. Switch Lovebug Trait to Gloomy. 

Go to Rehab for your smoking and drinking. (Basemental Drugs Required) 

Develop the Single and Loving it Lifestyle

Have a baby by science or adopt.

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More generations are coming for Never Fall in Love Legacy Challenge!💔👑

[honeytonedhottie]

what my maintenance days have been looking like⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🪞🎀

i do a lot of my maintenance at home but i also get a some of my maintenance done outside of home. i'll make sure to include the spacings of each of these things as well, this is my general schedule to keep me looking and functioning my best…💬🎀

THE SCHEDULE ;

my maintenance days are every other sunday cuz that’s what’s most sustainable for me. it gives me time to reset without burning out or doing too much. it’s the perfect lil refresh every two weeks, i feel brand new by the time i’m done.

MY NAILS ;

so for the summer im giving my nails a bit of a break, if im going to an event or going on a trip i'll just do press ons but im rly prioritizing the health of my nails. SOO i've been keeping my cuticles clean and oiled, shaping my nails and doing soaks every weekend. i soak my nails in a mix of lemon juice, water and olive oil and thats been working rly well for growth and strength of my nails.

i still get regular pedicures though because i always love to have my feet cute and soft and done. i get pedicures 1-2x a month. so since i only have maintenance days 2 times a month i'll typically schedule a pedicure once that month at my go-to salon.

PRO TIP : having a go-to salon is SUCH a fab touch. it just makes the whole pedicure experience better when you have that loyalty and connection. like the nail ladies know you, know your style, and it just feels more personal and luxe…💬🎀

MASSAGES AND SAUNAS ;

this is one of my favorite parts of my maintenance day, and the only other thing i book an appointment for. and honestly one of the most important. massages and saunas are about releasing tension, improving circulation, and detoxing your body. like yes, they’re relaxing, but they’re also so deeply restorative.

i usually book a full body massage once a month, sometimes two if i’m feeling tight or sore. i prefer swedish massages because they’re gentle but super effective. they help with bloating, water retention, and stress, and i always leave feeling lighter (mentally and physically). for lymphatic drainage i do that myself following this video and its super effective.

i aim to do an infrared sauna session every other maintenance day (so about once a month). infrared saunas go deeper than traditional ones, and they’re amazing for detoxing, clearing up your skin, improving sleep, and even boosting your mood. i usually go in for 30-40 mins with my hair up in a claw clip, a big ice water, and a cute robe.

PRO TIP ; stay hydrated! drink lots of water before and after your sauna + massage to flush out toxins and stay healthy, also dont use the sauna on an empty stomach but u dont wanna be too full either. having a light snack before will prevent u from being lightheadedn…💬🎀

WHITENING STRIPS ;

i use the guru nanda whitening strips once a week and these work SO well without being so harsh on my teeth. cuz a lot of these whitening strips r just filled with chemicals and are just too strong and are harmful in the long run. guru nanda isn't so strong that its overbearing but they are effective in the long run. typically what i like to do is put some on my teeth before an everything shower (which we'll get into later) and just leave it on for the whole shower which is about 45 minutes to an hour. then i'll brush my teeth as usual ad voila.

BROWS ;

im actually super fortunate that i have a rly good friend who shapes and trims my brows FOR me and she always does such a good job. this costs me nothing and they always end up looking flawless, i rly hope she pursues a career in cosmetology cuz she's amazing. i dont do it myself cuz its one of those things that if i fuck it up, i fuck up my whole face and im NOT with that. i have shaky hands so i just leave it to her.

MY HAIR ;

in my everything shower i'll do a hair mask that'll sit for the day. oftentimes something homemade thats for hair health and growth and i'll wash it off in the shower. double cleansing with shampoo ALWAYS and then condition as usual. if my hair is in need of a trim i can do that myself and that adds to the overall health of my hair. some of my favorite store-bought hair masks to use if i need it is the fino premium touch hair mask, i've also been loving the gisou hair mask. the packaging is so CUTE and it smells like honey.

DETOXIFYING SKIN ;

i start off by using my facial steamer i got off of amazon, just to open up my pores and get them ready for some detoxification. and then i'll wash my skin with some cetaphil gentle cleanser. then i'll use my aztec facial clay mask and then i'll finish off with my toners, serums, etc. after the clay mask i like to go in with a milky toner like the rhode cleansing milk and a nice thick moisturizer and im done.

TO CLOSE OFF ;

my maintenance days r so important to me bcuz they’re how i show myself that i’m invested in me. like i’m taking the time to take care of me and that means something. it’s calming, it’s grounding, and it just reminds me that i deserve to pour into myself too. 💕

[aquarius-johnny]

hi can you write a fluffy johnny scenario please where he’s drunk 😭 idk i think johnny is a cute drunk!! i love your blog sm 🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻

“oh, lucky me!”

aimee’s reply 💬 : i can for sure write drunk johnny with fluff. it’d be my pleasure because i think he’d be a little cutie pie when drunk, too. i hope you enjoy this!

warnings: fluff, established relationship, alcohol mention, drunk! johnny x sober! reader, ft. mark as johnny’s bestie

check out my other work! — m.list navi

“hey,” you feel a hand on your shoulder as you talk to your friends about the new apartment your mutual friends moved into. you turn to see mark, johnny’s best friend, retract his hand from your shoulder — brown hair disheveled with his cheeks tinted a rosy pink, indicating he’s a little tipsy from the night.

“oh hey mark, what’s up?” you ask, turning to him.

“just wanted to let you know johnny’s passed out in the bedroom,” he yawns, rubbing his exhausted eyes. “we had a little too much to drink and he’s mumbling your name.”

you thank him before he rejoins his new roommates. you walk into the room mark mentioned and you find johnny sprawled out on the mattress, legs dangling off the foot of the bed.

kneeling towards the head of the bed, you carefully push johnny’s hair away from his face. he attempts to flutter his eyes open, only to have him look at you half lidded instead.

“oh hey, what’re you doing here?” he asks with a small grin. his words are nearly incoherent, but you manage to piece them together.

he tries to use his arms to get up from the bed only for them to give in, having him fall flat on his face again.

“i came with you, remember?” you smile, stroking his cheek with your thumb.

“mm,” he responds, enjoying your touch. his cheeks radiate a light rosy tint, there’s a glazed look in his eyes, and his once perfectly styled hair is a complete mess.

“mark said you were calling for me. are you ready to go home?”

“home? mine or yours?” he smirks, eyelids fighting to stay open, but losing horrendously.

“ours,” you giggle.

“oh, wow!” he giggles. “i live with you? that’s amazing.” he gives you a satisfied sigh.

“here, let’s get you up, okay?” you help johnny sit up in bed, only for him to slump over. you sit next to him in hopes to have him use your body to stay upright; however, you underestimate how big johnny actually is and his body ends up falling on top of yours instead, causing you to fall back into the mattress. “johnny!” you giggle, trying to push his dead weight off of you.

he doesn’t budge. instead, his nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and slings his arm over your stomach — very similar to what you do when you’re in bed with him. you quickly give in, finding the sight of him incredibly adorable. you opt to use your hand to stroke the back of his head.

after a few minutes of silence, you hear him mumble your name.

you respond with a hum, feeling his arm pull your body closer to his.

“marry me,” he mumbles. “we should get married since we’re living together.” he slurs is words a bit, but it’s clear enough for you to make out.

“you want to get married?” you ask, rubbing his arm with your other hand.

“mhm.” you don’t have to see him to know he’s smiling. “i love you. marry me.”

“johnny?” you giggle.

“yeah?”

“we’re already married,” you share, placing a soft kiss against his forehead. “we’ve been married for two years already. see?” you hold up your left hand for him to see your ring before he lifts his own to find his matching wedding ring around his finger.

“oh,” he giggles, mustering the energy to lift his head to look at you; his eyes are bloodshot, glassy, and tired but he still manages to give you a lopsided smile. “lucky me!”

[bxnfire]

let’s break the internet!

synopsis: just some good ol hcs/drabbles for cyber sex ft. various jjk characters!! purely based on what i think they’d do the most if they got freaky otp

content/warnings: minors dni, phone sex, nudes, OF, masturbation, pet names, established relationships, just smut. gojo, geto, nanami, toji, + choso!

a/n: i love cyber sex by doja sm!!! maybe even actual cybersex. enjoy <3

✮ s. gojo - nudes

he loves seeing you, and being the prideful bastard he is, he knows damn well the effect he has on you; it’s kind of hard to forget how pretty you looked the first time you saw him fully naked: your beautiful, curious eyes wide open, scanning all over his body, your cheeks reddened and your mouth slightly open. even after being together for so long, you never fail to get flustered at the sight of him, so whenever he’s feeling needy or perceives that you are, he’ll send a little sneaky pic, the more you react to it, the more obscene they get.

the concept of time and place is completely foreign to him. business trip? a quick stop by the bathroom will do! get ready to receive all kinds of things, ranging from a picture of his raging boner, leaking tip tainting his underwear, to nut videos when he’s laying all alone on his bed without you. long day at work? don’t be surprised to find a cute little video of him playing with himself in his office, the longer you take to respond the longer he’ll tease himself for, so please be nice and send something back! you won’t regret seeing his pretty dick shoot ropes of cum as he strokes himself through his orgasm, your name being said like a broken record, his pretty voice oh so breathless for you.

don’t worry though— he always reminds you he’ll never feel as good as you make him feel, and if anything, you can always go back to these anytime you’d like! satoru trusts you, so he lets you keep ‘em.

💬 my toru 🩵: baby i miss you so much

💬 my toru 🩵: [IMG]

💬 my toru 🩵: see how hard you make me sweetheart?

💬 my toru 🩵: get here so you can help me out

surely enough, the second you open up your phone and read satoru’s lewd messages your pussy is quick to react the way she would if he were there, right in front of you, telling you all of this. luckily, you were at home, so you sit on the sofa and start rubbing your clit. taking your phone out to take a video for satoru, it doesn’t pass 2 minutes before you receive one in return.

in the video, satoru’s hair is ruffled, his skin glowing thanks to a light coat of sweat over it, you assume he’s been at it for a little now, and as the camera lowers you can admire his beautifully pale, sculpted body, veins popped on his arms, hand, and dick, who’s head and a couple of inches still manage to stick out from his big hands.

glossy, red, and throbbing, his dick is moving quickly as his hands frantically move up and down his shaft, balls moving just as fast, making your mouth water.

“f-fuck sweets, you s-see what you d-do to me? i should’ve be-been long sleep by now, but this one’s hard t-to ignore, heh,” he pants, referring to his dick as he continues to stroke himself. “wanna help me some more? i-i really m-miss you, wish ‘twas your h-hand as you k-kiss me.”

as if you weren’t already soaking, you get even wetter at his explicit words. being unable to not comply to his wishes, you take a video from an angle in which your thighs, pussy, and the underside of your tits are on display. mimicking his motion from memory, you pump two fingers in and out of yourself as your other hand grabs some of your slick to lubricate your nipples, with whom you play with by lightly pulling and pressing the way you know he would. limiting your dirty talk to moans of his name and a couple of “i miss you’s” here and there, you end up sending a 2 minute video.

your phone goes dead silent for a whole 5 minutes. worried that maybe you had overdone it, you open you and satoru’s chat just in time to see his video pop up. he’s there, white hair falling messily on his forehead as his blue eyes go from looking at the camera to looking at his dick, stroking it at an awfully quick pace as he plays with his balls, the way he knows you would.

“y-you’d do it s-so m-much better a-angel,” he moans, “b-but f-fuck! you l-look s-so gorgeous, i-i can’t h-help myself.”

he barely manages to get the sentence out before you catch a sight of the creamy ropes leaving his tip, firstly tainting his lower abdomen to somehow covering your view, the mess so great he even got his phone screen.

“sorry baby, guess you can’t say i lie when i say you make me dump the biggest loads huh?”

you really want to reply, but you’re fingering yourself through your orgasm, the dirty little video on a loop as you cum, once, twice, before replying.

💬 you: sorry for not replying but uh

💬 you: we may need a new couch

💬 you: [IMG]

satoru had thought you were asleep, but he chuckles as he sees your purple suede couch stained with a big, dark spot in the center. the thought of fucking you in it makes him hard again, so he just replies:

💬 my toru 🩵: sure sweets

💬 my toru 🩵: i’ll get us any couch you like

💬 my toru 🩵: but you’ll let me fuck you in this one for every dollar i spend in our next one

✮ s. geto - video call

suguru is a sensual man. he’s not a fan of doing it over the phone really— he can’t see you. nudes aren’t his thing because he’d rather see it as it’s happening, and even though thirsty texts could be the start of it, they’ll never suffice, therefore, he loves facetiming you whenever you text him all hot and bothered. finding you blushing, eyes watery, and breathing heavily is utterly addictive, and who is he to deny his pretty girl?

of course you can’t get off as well by yourself as you could if he was there to take care of you.

“touch yourself for me pretty. caress your thighs the way you know i would,” he coos on the other end of the line, palming himself through his underwear.

“i-i’m so horny sugu, i don’t know if i can take y-your teasing,” you saw in-between moans.

he chuckled, then he says “alright darling, but if you wanna go quicker, you’ll have to match my pace.”

“yes please!” you beg.

“who am i to deny you?” he says, and then he gets rid of his underwear in one swift movement. as he starts stroking himself quickly, hand shifting from base to his pretty, leaking reddened tip and fondling his balls clear for you to see, he starts instructing you. “f-fuck okay, lick two fingers and then go ahead and p-put them inside for me love.”

you do as you’re told. given that you had been edging yourself all day it doesn’t take you long to recognize the buildup of your orgasm. even through the screen, suguru instantly recognizes the familiar look of your pulsing pussy when she’s about to cum. your pretty walls get impossibly wet, your fingers get sucked in too easily, and your legs are shaky. wanting to cum at the same time as you, he starts playing with his tip, the way he knows you would, and he gets particularly quiet to listen to your pretty moans.

“oh my god sugu! please, i can’t wait much l-longer, a-are you c-close?” you ask between pants, trying your damned best to form a coherent sentence.

“just wait a little bit more for me baby, don’t get ahead of yourself now,” suguru replied, not wanting to miss out on your orgasm.

“f-fuck, i c-can’t wait much longer,” you say, fingers starting to get tired from bullying your dripping cunt at his command.

your moans, pleas, and barely cohesive words put a spell on him. his cock was a mess, red from his obscene throbbing and stimulation from his hands, veins on the verge of popping, and sticky from his precum, and even though he had kept you there for 10 minutes, you and him both were close to hitting your climax. bucking his hips into his hand as he tries his best to patch the pace of his strokes to the one at which you were fingering yourself, his usual praise or instructions go away completely as he’s stroking himself silly, mind only being able to take in the view of you pleasuring yourself and directing his hands to finish off his aching dick.

before he knows it, the screen of his phone is creamy, along with his hand and his pants under him. he had just nutted a messy load and the cum in his screen aligned itself perfectly to make it seem like he had taken a little long to pull out and your entrance and thighs were coated. of course, the sight alone made his dick wake back up and take place on his hand.

“baby… you wanna try something new?” he asks.

“mmm?”

“go ahead and get the condensed milk for me… why don’t ya put on a show?” he says, flashing the camera down so that you could see his newly hardened cock along with the mess he had just made.

“greedy aren’t ya?” you purr, getting up to walk towards your kitchen.

“only for you,” he says, genuinely.

and with that, you knew it’d be a long night, not that the sticky mess on your sheets or exhausted self found to work next morning wasn’t a price too high to pay, there’s nothing in this world you wouldn’t do to watch your pretty boyfriend moan and cum over and over for you, veiny hands stroking his matching veiny dick a sight to behold, especially when his loads were so heavy, and the best part? you knew he felt the same.

✮ t. fushiguro - OnlyFans

he’s just trying to have fun. not fond of all that online bullshit because he cannot be bothered with it! if he’s horny, he’ll deal with it with you and you only, not his incompetent hands when he could have your lovely hands instead or your beautiful and skilled mouth.

now, he’s always down to record your little fuck sessions. it didn’t really occur to him to make those a side gig until you suggested it one night, knowing you both could use the money, and that toji would hate to overwork you to get something he feels he should be providing. being the absolute nasty man he is on the sheets, he didn’t even have to think it twice before agreeing, after all, who is he to say no to his hot girlfriend, let alone if it’s a pleasurable way to get money?

and that is how you found yourself in this predicament. you were in all fours, back arched, pussy wet and in display for all of your followers to see. toji was feeling up for a stream tonight, and thanks to your followers and your boyfriend’s nature, you’re just hot and bothered, begging for his touch, because all he’s doing is teasing you for the camera.

“look at you horny fuckers,” he says to the camera, “bet y’all wish ya were me aren’t ya? i guess i’ll you some mercy and let you choose what happens to her next,” he says as he slaps your wet cunt for the nth time.

hxrnynbxthered: eat her out!

pussyd0ct0r: finger her

tojisbaby: just fuck her already my fingers are tired

blueeyedfreak sent ¥75,000

blueeyedfreak: don’t care what ya do, i just need to see her pussy squirt.

“wanna see my pretty girl squirt? want to see this fucking nasty cunt make a mess on my fingers? i’ll show you a good fucking mess,” he says, riled up by the money, and the plethora of lewd requests.

given how wet you were, toji just ran two of his digits through your slit and labia before thrusting them inside of you. going on scissor-like motions to get started, you become a moaning mess, fingers gripping the sheets under you, chest heaving oh so much while your face was flushed, glowing from the thin layer of sweat you had worked up, and your beautiful eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“i’ll show you how she fucking squirts,” he says more to himself than to the crowd, slapping your cunt before pulling his dick out. he pounds into you relentlessly, bed creaking and hitting the wall, eyes to the back of your head, and unable to form a comprehensible sentence. given that by teasing you he was teasing himself just as much, it didn’t take too long for you to cum, a splash of your slick all over his fat cock shown to your followers, all of which left lovely, supportive comments.

before the video ends, toji kisses you sweetly, in frame enough for people to see what was going on, but out of frame enough where nobody could rlly see your face besides toji. with that, he turns to the camera with his characteristic smirk, and turns off the live without another word.

the funny thing about being intimate in such a lewd and quite public manner is that there are still ways to keep some things between the two of you. toji has never once let them see your face, nor do they get to see his as he comes undone. any videos you wish to keep private remain that way, the public only gets to see what you want. and honestly? it’s the best fucking thing.

✮ k. nanami - sensual texts

nanami is a gentleman. he is also a man heavily ruled by his morals and better judgement, thus he’s not really one to lean towards sending explicit pictures or videos, let alone ask for them, for he respects you too much. regardless, at the end of the day he’s still a man, your man, and he is not only in love with you, but your pussy.

you, on the other hand, speak up more about your desires and wants than he does, so it’s not rare for you to text your lovely husband whenever you’re feeling restless and in need of his touch while he’s away. he’s gotten used to it by now, and although he’d likely never admit it to you, he looks forward to those lewd, provocative texts.

💬 you: what time are you coming home my love?

💬 kento ❤️: Not anytime soon. Sadly, the mission has taken longer than expected and I’ll probably have to work overtime.

💬 you: awww no! i miss you so badly…

💬 you: been thinking of you being inside me all day, and my fingers are so so tired baby

this is all it took to get him worked up. knowing he wouldn’t be able to focus on the task at hand when his dick was straining so painfully against his pants and all his mind could think of was the many ways he wish he could please you right now, he quickly excused himself to go to the bathroom.

whilst being there, he got down to work and palmed himself through his boxers as he looked through your recent messages and pictures. you truly drove him insane, who would’ve thought the poised man could break his composure just from 3 texts? that your words, on a screen, nonetheless, would get his pants too fucking tight, his cock so restless and achy for touch? that instead of doing his job like he should’ve been doing, is actually fighting back groans as he gets off to the idea of fucking you right there in conference room for everyone to see?

he can envision it very well: you, messy hair, bent over the table, shirt long forgotten on the floor and skirt a little fad up your back, thighs quivering and drops of your slick running down its insides as he’s pounding his thick cock into you, a smack, smack, smack! from every time his balls slapped against your pussy, hand wrapped around your neck while the other one is caressing up and down your arched back, as everyone’s face is suddenly blurred and all he can see is his dick going in and out your cunt making your ass jiggle deliciously.

he lost track of time caught up in his little fantasy, and 30 minutes had already passed by, but his hand wouldn’t leave his dick and his mind wouldn’t think of anything that didn’t relate to you, and your body, and your voice when you main his name, and your hair, and your touch, and-

“you okay in there man? please don’t tell me you got a stomach bug,” gojo’s voice broke through his lewd thoughts, followed by some knocks on the door.

“f-fuck,” he mutters, “i’ll be out in a moment, but that ramen might’ve been to spicy for me,” he covers up.

“hurry up, don’t wanna make it awkward, heh,” gojo says teasingly.

this almost killes it for nanami, but once he’s certain gojo’s back in the conference room he decides he must finish himself off. what’s 10 more minutes of his absence? besides, it’d be unprofessional to come back with a tent on his beige pants, would it not?

✮ k. choso - phone sex

choso is still fairly new to these things. given that you’re his first and only, he’s still a little shy about what he likes and can do, but there’s no shyness that would hide the lust this man has for you.

originally, he had never intended to start having phone sex with you. he was familiar with the concept, yes, but he didn’t really have it in him to ask you to do it. he felt heavenly whenever he was able to please you or get pleased by you, and his memories (and maybe some of the photos he has of you) suffice to get him off whenever you two couldn’t be together.

one night was particularly rough though. you were away for a work trip, and he stayed home while you were gone. the first couple of days went by fairly easily, he would facetime you to check up on you and hear your voice, he’d do whatever he needed to do throughout the day, and at night he would take a long, hot shower, and get hard at the thought of you.

he has a pretty high sex drive, and ever since you started getting active, he yearns for it more and more as time passes. so, in absence of your touch and presence in its entirety, he finds solace in memories and make believe. it’ll all start by him remembering you through the day, he’ll either pass by a restaurant you like, or perhaps lighting the candles you love, and maybe even picking up clothes you’ve left somewhere and forgot to put back in their spot.

his mind will go to more explicit memories from there, like that one time you couldn’t wait to get home and fucked in the parking lot of the aforementioned restaurant, windows foggy, car shaking, and you looking ethereal as your head was pushed back, tits bouncing deliciously right in his line of sight, your body pressed so tightly against his as you rode his hard dick. or, back to the time where you made love in a candle-lit evening as the sweet smell of champagne toast filled the room, along with the sounds of skin slapping, his whines and grunts, and a mixture of your pleas for more, the repetition of his name, and your moans, all of which drove him insane. even your clothes on the floor reminded him of the countless times he’s taken them off you, and the handful in which he fucked you while you still were in them, often being when you had some lazy morning sex as he thrust into you from the side while kissing the back of your neck.

shutting off the cold water after realizing his dick just wouldn’t go down unless he dealt with it, he conveniently saw an incoming call from you as he grabbed his phone to look at pictures of you.

“hi baby! i miss you, how was your day?” your lovely voice says.

“just a little tired baby but i’m happy to hear your voice, will you tell me about your day? don’t spare any details,” choso replies, sitting down and lazily touching his dick.

oblivious to the reason why he just wanted to hear you talk, you begin rambling on about your day. usually, choso would ask questions throughout or just drop in some “right,” and “yeah?” or “oh,” but today he’s just humming, and his voice sounds shakier than usual… is he running?

“baby,” you call.

“w-what d-darling?”

“are you okay? you sound worked up and i repeated my last sentence 3 times and yet you didn’t notice,” you question, a little worried at his unusual demeanor.

he blushes at your question, how would he muster up the courage that he was just trying to get off to your voice? as much as he wanted to lie to you, he knew he couldn’t, and so he just swore he’d make it up to you as soon as he could.

“well baby, please forgive me, but i was just lonely and i missed you so much and well i-”

“you didn’t fucking cheat on me did you?” you ask, a little over the edge.

“no! i could never, i’m just embarrassed to confess what i was really up to…”

you sigh in relief, your short-lived rage leaving your body as curiosity takes its place. “well then, what is it? promise i won’t judge.”

“i might’ve been, just maybe, jerking off to your voice,” he confesses, voice trembling with every word.

“…”

“i’m so sorry! i promise you i’ll make it up to you! i’ll listen to your story and get you those flowers you said you liked and-”

“cho,” you say, stopping his tangent, “i’m not mad, i’m just a little surprised of course, but i’d be lying if i said that your little confession doesn’t have me rubbing my thighs and made my pussy wet.”

“oh,” he says, “oh.”

“do you wanna… help each other?” you suggest, and choso is quick to get out a yes.

10 minutes later you’re both laying in bed, clothes long forgotten on the floor, cock in hand and fingers in your cunt as you both tell each other what you’d do to each other if you were together. soon enough, you’ve gone beyond the point of being talkative, so you just let your moans and grunts do the speaking for you instead. the sloppy sounds coming from your fingers going in and out your soaking entrance intermingling beautifully with the sounds of his quick strokes through the line.

“f-fuck baby i’m so close, are you?” he asks between pants.

“ch-cho, n-need to c-cum so b-bad!” you manage to get out.

“then cum b-baby, let’s do it together,” he says.

his last couple of strokes go harder and faster than the previous ones, his hands seemingly inspired for your more frantic pants and moans on the phone, and as he hears one last “cho” from your fucked out voice he is busting the fattest load he has in a while, knowing it’ll be hard to wash those sheets off after he’s over his high.

but fuck it, it felt so good and he was just so needy for you…

“… round two?” you ask.

“hell yeah,” he replies, feeling his cock harden once again. he could get new sheets, but nothing would be worth losing this moment with you. after all, he was down to do it again, again, and again for every night you spent away.

[dakusan]

I T ’ S 3 A M A N D T H E Y ’ R E T H I N K I N G O F Y O U

stray kids ot8 x reader | 3am chaos, lowercase love, snacks, stars & soft breakdowns

🌙 synopsis: It’s 3AM. You’re not the only one still awake. This is what they text you when they miss you most but don’t know how to say it. This is what 3AM feels like—when love is quiet, messy, and way too honest to sleep through.

💌 a/n: this post was written entirely on the floor. i became the 3AM i was trying to write about. i just think there’s something painfully romantic about someone texting you at the exact hour they should be asleep. like… you were the thought that kept them up. and they couldn't hold it in anymore. and now they’re sending you cat pictures and half-confessions and pretending it’s no big deal. please enjoy this emotional sandwich of memes, voice notes, and love disguised as “haha i’m fine” p.s. reblogs = psychic cuddles at 3:17AM p.p.s. if your bias ever actually sent you one of these, pls text me from the ER. i’ll meet you there. p.p.p.s. click n listen to the song if u wanna feel like the main character walking home alone at 3:17AM in slow motion… or don’t. whatever. love is fake anyway (jk it’s real and it’s this post)

📍credits: @cafekitsune for the dividers

🎧 » Solitude — VX « 0:58 ─〇───── 3:16 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

Bang Chan // 방찬

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Hoodie on. Brain off.

Rerendering the same demo 5x while thinking about your last hug.

Says “you don’t have to reply” but desperately hopes you do.

Wants to call but stares at the screen instead. Imagines your voice like it’s a song he can’t write down.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:04 AM] “you up?” “i mean. obviously. you’re probably not. it’s 3” “but on the off chance ur awake and also not mad at me for being annoying at dinner” “i just wanna say” “i was editing that thing and ur voice popped into my head again” “not like, your real voice. more like the voice that lives in my memory of you.” “that sounded creepy. i’m tired. ignore me.” “unless you’re awake. then pls don’t ignore me.” “come over if u want. i’ll microwave something warm.” (1 audio note, 0:14) “this is the demo. it’s bad. but it has a little bit of you in it so. idk. maybe it’s good.”

🖋️ Mini fic:

The file keeps exporting wrong. That’s how he knows he’s tired — and thinking about you too much. He replays the chorus. Again. Hears your voice in the harmony he didn't layer. Hears your laugh in the quiet reverb at the end of the bridge. It makes his chest hurt in that annoying kind of way where he wants to hold you and apologize for nothing at the same time.

He types three messages. Deletes two. He shouldn’t bother you. But it’s late, and you’re the only thing keeping him company in his mind.

So he sends the demo. Then the texts. Then sits back in his chair, hoodie sleeves over his fists, hoping your “seen” turns into typing bubbles.

Just for a second. Just so he knows he’s not the only one lying awake with the memory of your voice playing on loop.

Lee Know // 리노

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Blanket burrito on the couch. TV is on but muted.

Has already gotten up twice to check that the door is locked.

His cats are all asleep and now he’s staring at the ceiling like it owes him something.

Misses you. Won’t admit it. Will passive-aggressively hint about it until you crack first.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:00 AM] “this cat’s expression reminded me of you” (photo attachment: Soonie looking Judgy™ in a blanket) “interpret that however u want” “also i’m not saying i miss you but i just looked at the empty side of my bed and got annoyed” “if ur awake say something” “if u’re not i’m going to call you rude in my head for the next 6 hours” “nvm. you’re probably sleeping. sleep well. i didn’t say anything. forget i texted.” (follows with a blurry mirror selfie in your hoodie captioned: “this doesn’t smell like you anymore. fix that.”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He tells himself he’s not going to text you. He tells himself you’re probably asleep. That he’s fine. That the silence is nice.

So why is he still holding his phone?

He scrolls. Opens your chat. Stares. Then closes it. Then opens it again. He snaps a photo of Soonie curled up next to him, half-asleep with his face smushed into a blanket. Then he types: “this is you.” Deletes it. Types again: “he’s judging me for missing you.” Deletes that too.

Eventually, he just sends the picture. And a few sarcastic follow-ups that come out more honest than he meant. He doesn’t want to sound soft. He doesn’t want to sound clingy. But the bed feels cold. And you’re not there. And that hoodie you left isn’t cutting it anymore.

He stares at the read receipt when it pops up. Heart beating faster than it should. If you reply? He’ll pretend he’s annoyed. But he’ll smile. Real big. And probably get up to make sure the door’s unlocked — just in case. Just for you.

Changbin // 창빈

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Wearing a hoodie 3 sizes too big, hood up, socks mismatched.

Sitting on the kitchen floor with a snack he doesn’t want.

Tried journaling but ended up writing your name 6 times.

Missing you so hard it’s starting to piss him off.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:06 AM] “do u ever get hit with missing someone so fast u forget how to breathe” “bc i was literally just making toast and now i wanna hold ur hand like it’s the last one on earth” “ok that sounded intense. ignore that” “actually don’t ignore that. i mean it” “you make my brain stupid and my chest tight” “i should’ve kissed you one more time before u left” “if i send u a pic of my dumb face will u come back and kiss it??”

(photo attachment: selfie. hood up. pouty. eyes soft. captioned “emotional gym rat. missing u.”) (followed by a voice memo where he starts saying “i love—” and immediately cuts it off with a groan and a “NOPE okay goodnight”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He’s not sure why it hits him when it does. He was fine all night. Played games. Did a workout. Ate something decent. Even cleaned. And then he passed by the sweater you wore last weekend — still folded, still smelling a little like your shampoo — and suddenly it’s like something cracked open inside him.

So now he’s on the kitchen floor. Sending texts at this god forsaken hour. Because everything feels too quiet and too full at once, and the only thing that would make sense is your head on his shoulder and your voice in his ear.

He types, deletes, types again. Sends a selfie before he chickens out. Then sits there for a while, just looking at the time tick by and wondering if you’re awake too. If you’re thinking of him.

Because he sure as hell is thinking of you. Constantly. All the time. And when he sees those three dots? He is absolutely giddy.

Hyunjin // 현진

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Sitting on his bedroom floor in a linen shirt with paint on his fingers.

Candles burning. Music playing. Heart? Open.

Has already drafted a poem and deleted it.

Feels everything. Cries a little. Posts nothing.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:11 AM] “the sky looks like you tonight” “soft. hard to describe. kinda breathtaking.” “i was sketching and my hand kept drawing the shape of your smile” “do you ever think someone could be your muse in every lifetime?” “i think you’ve always been mine” “sorry. it’s late. i miss you.” “...are you dreaming of me too?” (photo attachment: a blurry sketchbook page — your silhouette next to a moon, captioned: “unfinished. like us rn.”) (voice note, 0:22 — whispered: “if you were here, i’d draw your hands until the sun came up.”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He’s not trying to be dramatic. It’s just how his heart works.

The candles help. So does the music. But nothing really fills the silence when he looks over at the empty space where you’d usually sit — cross-legged, teasing him, fingers tracing his sketchbook.

So he draws you. Again. Doesn’t mean to. You just... show up in the lines. In the curve of a shoulder, the tilt of a smile. You’re in everything lately.

He snaps a photo before he chickens out. Types a message. Sends it. Then another. Then lies back on the floor with his heart in his throat, hoping you feel him thinking of you — hoping you dream about him too.

Han // 한

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Lying sideways on his bed with one sock on and an empty bag of chips on his chest.

Watching otter videos. Overthinking. Humming your favorite song by accident.

Wants to FaceTime you but might combust if you answer.

Misses you so much it short-circuits his cool.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:14 AM] “do u ever miss someone so bad u start watching animal videos to cope??” “i just watched an otter hold another otter’s hand and now i’m emotional” “ur the otter btw. i’m the other otter. this metaphor is falling apart but i mean it.” “also ur laugh lives rent-free in my brain and it’s getting out of hand” “anyway ignore me i’m normal” “unless u miss me too. then i’m not normal i’m FREE TONIGHT” “ok bye or hi or call me pls i’m fine” (photo attachment: a cursed otter meme that says “this is me when you’re not here 😔”) (voice note, 0:19 — “hi. um. i miss you. but in a chill way. like... a healthy, definitely-not-panicking way. ok. love you. i mean. bye.”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He doesn’t mean to text you. He just meant to think about you dramatically in the dark while eating sad snacks like a rom-com gremlin.

But then the otter video hit too hard. And he’s too warm. And the bed feels too big and too cold and too lonely. And that hoodie you wore once? Now it is sitting on his chair looking at him like it knows something or probably judging him silently.

But he breaks nonetheless.

Sends the otter. Sends 7 chaotic texts. Then immediately buries his face in a pillow because what was that?? But when he hears your reply chime a second later, his whole face lights up. And just like that, the spiral? Worth it.

Felix // 필릭스

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Lying on his side, fairy lights on, scrolling your old messages.

Hoodie sleeves covering his hands. Blanket pulled up to his nose.

Thought he’d fall asleep early but then remembered the way you smiled at him today and now he’s wide awake with a full chest.

Misses you so much it turns into little voice memos he has to re-record three times.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:16 AM] “are u sleeping? i hope u are. but also… i miss u and ur dumb adorable face” “if u were here i’d be hugging u so tight ur back would crack like bubblewrap 🥺” “stars are out tonight and they’re all looking at me like ‘damn u soft’” “they’re right” “do u feel it when i think abt u? like... do my cuddles reach ur soul telepathically” “u better be drinking water btw. i will check.” (photo: his ceiling fairy lights and a sleepy smile, captioned “thinking of u looks like this”) (voice note, 0:11 — “just wanted to say i love ur voice. and ur laugh. and ur everything. goodnight, angel.”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He turns onto his side for the fourth time. The blanket’s warm but not warm enough. The lights are dim, soft music playing, but it’s still too quiet without you. His phone is cold in his hand and your last message is already 6 hours old — still sweet, still short.

He whispers your name once, like a test. Then again, into the mic this time. Saves it. Re-records it. Still too much. Still too soft. Still you.

He texts instead — messy, affectionate, sleepy as hell. Then stares at the screen, smiling like a boy who’s hopelessly in love and just a little shy about it.

Seungmin // 승민

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Lying stiffly in bed like he’s mad at the ceiling.

Headphones in. Lo-fi playing. You on his mind for 3 straight loops of the playlist.

Absolutely not checking your socials for the third time.

Misses you so bad he might actually admit it. Almost.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:19 AM] “why are you awake” “go to sleep loser” “unless u can’t sleep bc ur thinking about me in which case. understandable” “i’m not saying i miss you but this pillow is bad and cold and not you so.” “whatever.” “hope ur dreaming about me bc i deserve that at least” (photo: his hand holding your side of the blanket, captioned: “not warm. return immediately.”) (voice note, 0:09 — whispered like a confession: “ok. maybe i miss you. but if u tell anyone i’ll deny it forever.”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He’s been lying still for over an hour. Blanket tucked tight, eyes on the ceiling like it’s done him wrong. Your hoodie’s still draped over his chair. Your toothbrush still in the bathroom, next to his.

Everything looks normal. Except it’s not. You’re not there. And the quiet’s too big. It feels wrong.

He doesn’t want to text first. He never wants to text first. But your name is already glowing on his screen. So he types something sarcastic. Something low-effort. And then stares at the send button for too long.

When he hits it, his chest softens. Because truly, with you, he always softens. And always will soften. You just bring it out of him.

I.n // 아이엔

☁️ 3AM version of him:

Hoodie hood up. Lights off.

Spotify playing something suspiciously soft.

Just scrolled through your texts from two weeks ago like a fool.

Absolutely wants to see you. Absolutely pretending he doesn’t.

💬 What he texts you:

[3:23 AM] “not drunk just dumb and thinking abt you lol” “if u were here rn i’d pretend not to care but also pull you into my lap in 0.5 seconds” “do u know how annoying u are for making me feel this much??” “anyway. miss ur stupid face. come ruin my sleep schedule or whatever.” “u looked good in that hoodie last week btw. real good. unfair.” “now i’m stuck being in love and it’s all ur fault. congrats.” (photo: his lap, blanket, a corner of your hoodie sleeve he’s wearing. caption: “guess who this belongs to. be here before i steal it forever.”) (voice note, 0:17 — “if u knock on my door rn i won’t even pretend to be cool about it. i’ll just hug u and pretend i wasn’t waiting all night.”)

🖋️ Mini fic:

He doesn’t mean to open your chat. He just meant to scroll for a second. Just meant to check if you posted. But now he’s lying there, hoodie sleeves over his hands, phone on his chest, screen lighting up his soft grin like a secret he’s not ready to share.

He thinks about texting “sup.” Thinks about just sending a meme. Ends up sending 6 messages and a photo of your hoodie instead.

He doesn't overthink it—just hits send. Because it’s 3:23AM and you’re in his head again. Just how you were earlier. Just how you are every time during his normal day-to-day routine when you're not there. Just you and his thoughts.

[starrywyatt]

work from home- will lenney x reader

when will has the most important meeting for rodd’s so far, but reader wants all his attention and what reader wants, reader gets

! NSFW !

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you woke up to the clinking of crockery. groaning and rolling over you were met with the cold and empty spot your boyfriend laid in about 20 minutes ago. slowly arising from your sleepy state, you enter the kitchen and your gaze immediately found your boyfriend topless, wet hair making his breakfast and your stomach did butterflies. no matter how many times you saw the sight of him shirtless with wet hair, it did something to you. “morning love” he called out as he noticed you. “got a really busy day with meetings” he said trying to make his coffee and food at the same time. “let me do this” you walk over and continue cooking his bacon whilst he stirs his coffee. “you’re a star” he says kissing the top of your head. “so busy, you forgot your tshirt it seems” you smirked. “as if you’re complaining” he teases back. will finishes stirring the coffee and gently nudges your arm to let go of the frying pan, “i got it, thank you” he says sweetly and you let go, but your eyes never leave his. “seen something you like?” will asks. “always” you smirk back. “you’re in a cheeky mood today” he laughs. “well you can’t be hanging around wet hair and topless and not expect me to have a look” you shrug, before grabbing an apple juice from the fridge. “how come you’re working from home today?” you ask. “office next door is having maintenance, it’ll be too loud to do any meetings there. we have a big meeting about getting rodd’s into the smaller sainsbury’s so i wanted to make sure connection was good” he explains. “aw babe that’s amazing” you cooed, rubbing his arm affectionately, he leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips and the desire in you was set on fire but he pulled away. “right i’m gonna go scran this in my office then jump on a call but i love you mrs, see you later” he ruffled your hair before walking into the home office. you don’t know what it was but something in you wanted him more than normal today. “remember a tshirt” you called out and heard him curse to himself before running out the door and back into your shared bedroom. you decided to also make some breakfast, trying to keep noise to a minimum. but, the whole time you were cooking you couldn’t stop thinking about will’s wet hair and shirtless body. you saw it often enough but something felt different today. after making your food, you creep past the office door hoping to maybe grab one last kiss before his calls started but you could hear him talking about stock levels meaning he was definitely in business mode. you sat down at the worktop to eat your breakfast and watched the next episode of the series you had just started. however, you were caught heavily off guard by the sex scene that was taking place and how much of an effect it was having on you. what was going on? you were now feeling cheeky and decided to send will a text…

💬y/n:

will…

about 5 minutes later, he replied…

💬will:

what’s wrong? you okay?

💬y/n:

i can’t stop thinking about you this morning

this reply took a bit longer…

💬will:

but you see it all the time?

💬y/n:

i know but you just looked EXTRA hot today…

after sending that text, you had a message from your period tracking app:

day 14: ovulation

you might have a higher sex drive than normal today

ahh, that makes sense. well, i guess it’s not my fault, it’s my body’s!

💬will:

well, thank you but correction- i look hot all the time

anyways i’ve got to pay attention to this call

💬y/n:

come pay attention to me instead😔

you were usually shy when it came to talking about sex and especially initiating it but something overtook you today.

💬will:

y/n please, i’ll do whatever you want later i promise x

💬y/n:

but what if i’m not in the mood for it later?

when does your next call end?

💬will:

y/n stop, i’d much rather be shagging you than on these calls but i have to, i’m sorry love x

💬y/n:

guess i’ll have to do it myself🙄

that was it, will couldn’t take it anymore. the teasing continued and you were even sending photos to wind him up, nothing too explicit but enough to make him adjust his collar. the call he was currently on just ended and he had 15 minutes before his next one which was the most important of the day, sainsbury’s. he jumped out of his seat and ran to your shared bedroom, bursting open the door. “i’ve got 15 minutes, make them count” he said, faster than anticipated and jumped on the bed in a frantic manner. you pushed your laptop to the side and will immediately connected your lips. you reciprocated, cupping his face and kissing deeper. you, resting on the headboard had will kneeling between your legs. he reached round to grab your ankles and pulled your so you were laying down, “lay down” he demanded and you did exactly as you were told. will moved back and leaned down, pulling your pyjama trousers off and looking up for permission to do your underwear too, you of course nodded. before you knew it, he had his face between your legs and was hitting all the sweet spots and playing you like an instrument that was making the best music. the sounds of you moaning spurring him on to keep going. “will i’m so close” you called out so will stopped. “un do me” he said moving forward to your face and getting you to undo his button before he slid off his trousers. he then pulled his own black calvin’s down his hips and his member sprung out, ready to go. “so i wasn’t the only one?” you teases. “well you got me all riled up” he sighs softly. he gives himself a few tugs before lining up with your entrance, rubbing your clit softly a few times before pushing himself into you. “fuck will” you yelled out. his eyes rolling too, happy with the feeling. “so tight” he moans out, pounding you slowly. he looks up to you, moving his head forward to kiss you. he keeps pumping, “i love you. i love you so much” will says as the tense builds. he reaches forward and pulls on your nipples, owning an even louder moan than before, will keeps going, knowing exactly what to do to get you to the edge. “i’m so close” will groans out. “me too” you say through moans. “ready?” will asks and you nod and on the imaginary count of 3, you both release at the same time. “good girl, that’s it” will says through his own orgasm. both of you reaching your highs. heavy breathing fills the room and will slowly pulls out, sighing and slightly out of breath. “happy now?” he teases, joking. “hmm somewhat” you joke back. will looks up to the clock. “shit the meeting started 7 minutes ago” will scrambles around for his clothes on the floor, before bolting out the door and immediately turns back around remembering he hadn’t he even kissed or cuddled you after what you’d just done. “i’m so sorry to leave you like but you started it and i really need to go” he pecks your lips. “i love you, you can have unlimited cuddles later i promise” he says in a rapid voice. you don’t even have time to respond before the door is slammed. i mean you technically did get what you wanted.

will runs back into the office and can hear james’ voice on the screen, “we have really seen demand for-“ he raises an eyebrow as will appears in frame. “i am so sorry, had an emergency with the plumbing in the kitchen. where are we?” he asked in reference to the call but the panic inside was extreme and it was definitely reflecting on his face and the fact his tshirt was definitely on backwards.

💬james:

for next time, get some sound proof padding

also, your shirt looks great backwards x

fuck, will thought to himself. he was so gonna curse y/n for this later.

i guess rodd’s might not be coming to small sainsbury’s as soon as we thought.

[queen-of-gotham]

💬Yap Sessions, part 2💬

(Rex Sloan x reader)

✨find part one here✨

Word Count: 882

Synopsis: part one was pre-lobotomy, this is post lobotomy. Rex is groveling.

Author’s Note: Shout out to @sobbingscripter for giving me the original idea!

and to whoever reblogged part one with the tag ‘I just know post lobotomy Rex would grovel’ - it’s been living rent free in my head since you said it.

Also I plan on writing more for the invincible series but especially Rex (I love this man) if you’re interested in being on a Taglist for him or the series in general- please comment and let me know! ❤️

“Rex?” You’re looking at him confused. You had heard, of course— about the lobotomy he had gotten from that Lizard League person; Eve had been kind enough to call and tell you about it, but since you didn’t have clearance and you weren’t family, you hadn’t gotten to actually go see the asshole.

He stood at your apartment door, a big bouquet of your favorite flowers mixed in, looking almost sheepish as he looked away from your face, heat rising to his cheeks.

“What—why—“ you couldn’t formulate a question for the amount of thoughts you had. What you needed was to touch him and know that he’s really real. Alive. Okay.

“Look, I know I—“ he starts to speak, but he’s taken back by how you so quickly move to wrap your arms around his waist and hug him, disregarding the flowers completely. “Uh.”

“You’re okay.” You say softly, relieved, breathing him in. He was wearing a cologne you had gifted him for one occasion or another that you were certain that he had lost between moves from the teen team to the Guardians HQ.

His strong arm wraps around your shoulders, his lips finding temple to press a soft kiss to the skin. “I am.”

It takes you a moment, but you pull back before smacking him hard in his chest, again catching him off guard.

“Hey! What the hell!?”

“Don’t scare me like that again, dipshit!” You tell before sighing, taking a step back and smiling softly, nodding into your apartment now that you’ve gotten the bit of rage out of your system. “C’mon, we have some catching up to do.”

-

You two yap and talk. You tell him about Cletus’ retirement and how the newer baristas are doing, and who you caught fucking in the supply closet. He tells you everything that happened with the Lizard League and how boring things had been in the hospital. He tells you about the visits he’d gotten from Mark and Eve, and how the latter had gotten him some home decor magazines before ranting about the latest trend in woven cabinet fronts.

You can’t help but watch him as he talks, something seems different in a way you can’t exactly place. You look to the flowers he brought, now sitting pretty in a vase on your kitchen table, and then back to him. His green-eyed gaze finds yours, that weird, shy smile gracing his lips again.

“Look— I had time to do a lot of thinking while I was in the hospital, and I want—“

“Rex, it’s okay.” You interject, and he huffs, shaking his head.

“No, don’t let me out of this. Listen.” He says, almost demanding as he scoots closer to you on the couch, wrapping his hand around yours, and you nod, letting him finish. “I was… an asshole. To you, to Eve, to Kate— I mean, I don’t really know why any of you still talk to me, but especially you.”

His thumb runs over the back of your hand as he takes a moment to gather more thoughts because while the man was great at talking, sharing his emotions was different. He kept his real feelings close to his chest, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him this unguarded. Even when he shared pieces of his past, he kept up a wall.

“You have no reason to keep me around. To let me continually be here and talk your ear off about all this stupid shit that happens in my life, I mean, the others they’re coworkers… but you? I couldn’t have blamed you if you kicked my ass to the curb and never talked to me again.”

He keeps rambling on for a bit, rushing his words like he’s on a time limit to get it all out of his mouth.

“I know, I know I don’t deserve it, but please. Please. Just give me another chance. I swear on every fiber of my being that I’ll do better. Be better. I’ll be the best boyfriend you’ve ever had. Okay? I love you, please let me just—“

“You love me?” You ask, swallowing hard at his admission, surprised etched into every feature on your pretty face and his flushes, swallowing hard and nodding in agreement.

“I do, and there’s nothing more that I want now than to prove that to you.” He says, his words profound and deep-seated as he drops your hand, his raising up to hold your cheek as he gazes deep down into his eyes. “Please, y/n. Say yes. Give me another chance.”

Your breath catches as you lean into his touch, your eyes on his as he leans in a bit, his breath grazing across your lips as he waits for your answer.

“Yeah, okay.”

He looks surprised, that bright grin that reaches his eyes and he double checks, “yeah?”

“Yeah.” You agree once more, and before you can even think, his lips are on yours, kissing you like he has to make up for every missed moment and every fuck up he’s ever had with you.

Rex isn’t the smartest man, but after his brush of death and coming to terms with his feelings, he knows he’s never going to let you slip through his fingers again.

🦇back to the batcave🦇

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[soaraes]

thinking about gooner!art / hypersexual!art,,

mdni — ageless blogs included.

💬 warning: holy shit, he’s DISGUSTING and a LOSER. but that’s the point.

genuinely became a problem once he reached college.

no parents around, GOD FORBID he has an apartment style dorm + some money on him.

he’s going to town A LOT (obviously). but more than he would if he had a roomate for sure.

since it’s the early 2000s, he doesn’t use the internet to get off sometimes.

classic magazines, not a playboy kinda guy though.

definitely whimpers n’ whines, gets kinda shaky when he’s about to cum.

often fantasizes about getting dominated since he genuinely believes he doesn’t stand a chance with the lack of confidence he has in bagging some of his favorite girls.

YES, he has favorite girls.

jerk off rate per day? on average? probably like five-six times.

one when he wakes up, one before he falls asleep (him cumming usually causes him to go to sleep because he’s just tuckered out for the most part), one after practice (if he feels like it), and always after an exam. (he’s stressed), and pretty much any other time he might randomly get hard.

even if that’s just his shorts coming up a bit too much, moving his dick through his underwear a bit too much.

he mostly does when he “can’t sleep”. (which is most nights.)

goes multiple rounds if he can.

a pillow humper!! sometimes he gets really tired of using his hand so sometimes he’ll just use his pillow and rub his dick on it over and over. (he uses a towel, sometimes multiple to cover up where he MIGHT cum.)

has definitely done the walk of shame to the laundry room a few times just because he accidentally came on his sheets.

he has definitely had a fantasy about some of his favorite professors from time to time.

he’s a good student, so whenever he gets praise from them, he often gets a hard on and then has to either get one off when he gets to the dorm or in the nearest bathroom.

sometimes he pees a little after he cums because he’s just trying to drain his balls and sometimes does a little too much but he kinda likes it so he keeps doing it.

when the internet starts to become a bit more functional and people start making porn sites, it’s actually over.

getting off daily, FOR SURE.

favorite category? probably into creampies or breeding. facefucking lover + loves facial finishes.

he also finds his favorite girls on the internet too.

likes to sometimes watch those videos where the couples are like passionate with it because it makes him feel some sense of love in his life because he’s just such a degenerate.

whenever he goes home for a weekend, it’s actually torture. he tries not to do it once he’s there in his bedroom, but most times it’s just fucking impossible.

loves cam girls to death once he finds out they exist.

it’s like endless goonery for him, it’s great.

like i said earlier, god forbid he has money. — getting sex toys + donating to said cam girls for special requests.

LOVESSSS it whenever the cam girls say his name because it feels like he’s actually receiving the touch of a woman.

loves phrases like “your cock is so deep” and “your dick is so big”

post nut clarity? absolutely deadly and dreadful.

knows he won’t ever be successful with a woman in bed because porn + cam girls have rotted his brain and ruined his reception of sex for a while, probably.

premature cummer when he actually gets inside of a woman in his sophmore year.

it’s like his dick gets absolutely freaked out at the warm and wetness of it all because it’s just so overstimulating to his cock.

so used to the hand and the toy that when he experiences the real thing, it’s absolutely foreign to him.

first blowjob? same thing. extremely nervous.

shakes when overstimulated. (when he’s with an actual woman, it’s like 10x worse.)

jerks off to the thought of some attractive women he sees on campus that he’ll never see again because of his disgusting imagination with some depraved part of his brain.

imagines how they look naked and what it be like to fuck them, even if it was just five minutes of what he likes describe as pure heaven.

loves getting off in his car, has a fantasy about getting caught by someone and them joining him (because of his porn rotted brain).

too pussy to actually park it somewhere where there’s a risk that some people might actually see him.

tells himself that he’ll eventually stop jerking off so much. (he won’t because he has no self-control. <3)

has cum so hard that he’s cried a few times and then just kept going because it felt so so good to be at the peak and to feel so euphoric for so so long.

hisses a little whenever he sticks his cock in his fleshlight after not using it for a while. his favorite nonexistent pussy in the world.

“ffffuck. god, i’ve missed you, sweetheart.”

yes, he talks to his toys like they’re actually women. let a man dream, yeah?

gooner!art with his first girlfriend.

moodboard !

enjoy you filthy people ! okay bye. <3

[petalbcrnes]

. 📽.ᐟ.ೃ ✈︎ *:･ 𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒⭑.ᐟ

♡ · 𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 — boyfriend headcannons for 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐄 ’n 𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐎 .ᐟ

⊹ 💬 · this might be the first lazarus x reader post,,,on tumblr,, like ever. I HAD SM FUN WRITING THIS !! excuse me for the moodboards. i planned on using the anime pictures and couldn’t for the life of me get it right. if i made any mistake giving these characters proper pictures let me know what i can change. anyway i want doug’s hand in marriage. @ukor02 promised i’d tag you<3

♡ · REQUEST — ❛ Oh my gosh! I love the new Lazarus Anime. I was wondering if I could request a Head Cannon, what Doug and Axel would be like as boyfriends, pretty please and thank you!  ❜

ഒ DIRECTORY⠀;⠀RULES⠀;⠀TALK W/ ME.

𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐎 ౨ৎ ⋆ ｡˚

Total adrenaline junkie who drags you on rooftop runs just for the thrill—but holds your hand the entire time to keep you safe.

Constantly teases you, but it’s always followed with a fond grin and a kiss to your forehead.

Gives you ridiculous nicknames like “speedster,” (don’t ask) “jailbreaker-in-training,” or “honeycomb,” (I actually think that’s cute) just to make you laugh (or groan).

He flirts with you all the time. There’s always a compliment or a pick-up line on his lips.

“You look so good when you’re pissed at me. Wanna make out or knock me out? I’m good with either.”

He always tries to spend time with you. He himself said that drugs never interested him. You’re the only thing closest to reverie he’s ever seen. He can’t get enough of it.

“I just risked my life to save yours. I think that means you owe me a date. Or a sandwich. Or both?”

Does parkour flips unnecessarily just to land next to you and go,

“Bet that got your heart racing. Or was it me?”

Calls you even more goofy nicknames like “sweetheart,” “firecracker,” or “trouble” in the most amused tone possible. If you call him out on it, he’ll double down with:

“What? I’m just manifesting. You are trouble. Preferably my trouble.”

Right in the middle of a mission, after a close call, he’ll smirk and say,

“Hey, if we die today, just wanna say—you’ve got the best damn smile I’ve ever seen.”

Flirts with everyone, but the second you flirt back with real intent? Total system shutdown.

You say, “Careful, I might just take you up on that,” and suddenly he’s like, “Wait—hold on—for real?”

Protective in a “I’d burn the world” way.

He may not say “I love you” outright often, but the way he steps in front of danger to protect you without hesitation speaks volumes.

Trains with you so you can defend yourself if things go south—insists on being your sparring partner even if you “suck at it.”

If you are also a part of Lazarus, he is always only a mere feet away from you during missions. His eye is always on you. He needs to know that your safe.

Surprisingly affectionate. Big on physical touch—throws his arm around your shoulders in public, pulls you into his lap during downtime (or him in your lap, he likes both), and rests his head on your shoulder when he’s tired.

You two are attached to the hip. Or more accurately, Axel cannot be separated from you. It’s not that he is ‘clingy’ per se, he just finds comfort in your touch.

Loves napping with you in weird spots. Somehow makes them cozy. Literally drapes himself over you whenever he wants to. He’s like weighted blanket. Doesn’t matter what you say to him. He’s glued to you.

Loyal to the core. You’re one of the few constants in his chaotic life, and he’ll be damned if he lets anyone mess that up.

Of course he isn’t all just jokes and adrenaline. You’re probably one of the first to see through that. The quiet moments he has with you are forever cherished in his heart.

Would rather die than betray your trust. You’re his home, in a world where nothing stays put.

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　

𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐄 ౨ৎ ⋆ ｡˚

Douglas didn’t expect to fall in love—he’s too focused, too busy cleaning up the mess others make—but you caught him off-guard. It was gradual. Gentle. Like gravity pulling him in.

He will analyze every micro-expression of yours—not because he’s suspicious, but because he wants to understand how you feel before you even say it.

He won’t tell you to stay out of danger, but you’ll see the way his jaw tightens before a mission, how he double checks your gear.

Terrible at pet names. At first. You tease him into trying one, and it’s hilariously stiff: “Dearest.” Then he tries “darling” and can’t meet your eyes. Eventually settles on quietly muttering “love” under his breath when no one’s around.

Runs his thumb along the back of your hand while reading. Adjusts your seatbelt without a word. (I noticed he’s always the designated driver, so you shall be his passager royalty). Rests his forehead against yours for a moment longer than necessary.

He’ll glance at you from across the room with this calm, analytical gaze—and then go back to his work like nothing happened. But his cheeks? He can feel the heat. Every time.

When you catch him and tease him?

“I was merely—… thinking.”

“Of what?”

Pause. “You, unfortunately.”

Very thoughtful and slow-moving when it comes to relationships. Once he’s in, though, he’s all in.

Will remember every single thing you say, even offhand comments.

“You liked that one rare flower from the last mission? Yes, I knew that. I got the seeds shipped in.”

Acts of service king. Fixes or builds things for you constantly—a better coffee maker, a quieter door, a portable heat lamp if you get cold.

Writes you notes and equations in the margins of your books or blueprints that say soft endearments, reminders to take care of yourself, drink water, eat and so on.

Emotional maturity? He’s got it. Will sit with you and talk through anything: fears, conflict, your dreams at 3 A.M. while he’s working on a case at the same time.

His calm steadiness helps ground you when things feel like they’re spiraling.

Subtle but deep affection. Isn’t big on PDA, but he always knows when to grab your hand under the table or brush your knuckles with his thumb.

Keeps a picture of you on his person. Maybe tucked into a notebook where only he can see it, or a wallet.

He doesn't forgive easily—not because he's harsh, but because betrayal cuts deep for him. Taking into consideration his reaction at Hersch’s secrets I think trust is a top priority for him.

He needs mutual understanding and clear communication. You never need to be perfect—you just need to be honest.

When someone flirts with you, he doesn’t explode or confront. He just steps closer, sets a hand at the small of your back, and casually calls you “love” or “darling” in that soft, crisp tone that means: They should back off. Now.

Once invited you to a quiet observatory after hours to “talk,” and then just—… casually shows you the stars while explaining gravitational lensing like it’s a lullaby.

No idea it’s romantic until you lean on his shoulder and he realizes: Oh. This is a date. This is real.

He hides how much he cares in the details: always makes sure you’ve eaten, keeps your favorite pen in his drawer, adjusts his sleep cycle to match yours when he can.

He’ll never say “I need you” — but he’ll say “I rest better when you’re here.”

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　

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[astrolook]

🔥💪 Mars As Darakaraka - Lover, Fighter or Probably Both💪🔥

Note: These are just my personal observations and recurring patterns I've noticed over the years from married clients, relatives and friends. Take what resonates with you and leave the rest. Feel free to share in the comments if any of this hits home. This post is based on Vedic astrology.

Mars as Darakaraka - Lover with a plan Your spouse will be bold, headstrong, and fiercely independent. They’re action-oriented and won’t wait around for help, they’ll do it themselves, even if it bruises their ego. Expect quick tempers in fire signs, silent treatment in earth signs, and emotional outbursts or guilt-tripping in water signs. They like things done their way and any deviation from the plan? Cue the irritation. Often tanned or sun-kissed, they love being outdoors. Think horse riding, biking, or just actively doing things around the house. They're not the type to sit still, and laziness genuinely annoys them. Prone to get injuries and vehicle accidents.

Emotional Expression:

Fire signs: Can be physically expressive sometimes breaking things or, in worst cases (esp. with Saturn), showing anger through physical abuse.

Water signs: Emotional manipulation, tears for attention, mood swings.

Earth signs: Calm exterior, silent treatment masters. You may never know when they’re mad... until it’s too late.

When they're down, they can become unpredictable, hot and cold, distant one day, intense the next. In a good mood, though? Total fun. Never boring, always on the go.

Professions: STEM fields, military, law enforcement, sports, tourism, digital creators (YouTubers/podcasters), manufacturing, any field that needs drive, risk-taking, or hustle.

☀️ Mars + Sun: Bold, blunt, no BS. Can come off rude, doesn’t tolerate drama. Highly-educated.

🪐 Mars + Saturn: Age difference possible or mature than you and teach you things, either a mentor or emotionally manipulative depending on signs and house placement. If Saturn is retrograde, they may sulk when upset and find it hard to say no. Often exploited by others. Significant age gap.

🧠 Mars + Mercury: Sharp wit, cutting words. If Mercury is Rx, brutal comebacks, sarcastic bombs, dormant-volcano vibes.

💘 Mars + Venus: Sky-high chemistry and libido. Can indicate extramarital affairs if placed in 6th, 8th, or 12th houses.

🌍 Mars + Jupiter: Foreign spouse likely, especially if in Sagittarius, Aquarius, Pisces, or houses 7, 9, 11, 12. If Jupiter is Rx, you might move in to their hometown and settle down with them.

House Placements:

1st: Obsessed with you (for good or bad) and your goals. Ride-or-die energy. Can be nosey at times like checking your phone or calling you 5 times a day.

2nd: Makes money, spends it faster. Budget? What's that?

3rd: Possible sibling tension (yours or theirs). Either best friends or beef.

4th: Clashes with family or feels unwelcome at home.

5th: Unplanned pregnancy, in some cases. Romantic chaos included.

6th: Both partners working, time management and compromise are keys.

7th: Young at heart. Their moods mirror yours. Big impact on your public life.

8th: Seductive. Uses charm to win fights. Heated arguments = steamy makeup sessions.

9th: Opinionated. Preaches unsolicited wisdom.

10th: Career-driven. May see you as the trophy. Big spender on lifestyle.

11th: Social butterfly. Has 20 friend groups and rotates through them like wardrobe.

12th: Calm on the outside, storm inside. When they blow up? Run. Holds grudges long after "forgiving."

Next Post will be about Jupiter as Darakaraka!

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[rannie-moon]

https://www.tumblr.com/jungmeowz/784434231322558464/im-so-not-normal-over-this-hahahhahaha-i-love-my?source=share

he is sooooo… I understand heran I understand.

nerd boyfriend jungwon ughhhh 😭😭😭 one of heran's favourite genres of jungwon, she literally takes off her glasses and puts it on him just to get all giddy lmfaoooo. It's the reason he started wearing them, anything to make her happy hehe

It happened on one of those days that didn’t demand much of the world. the kind of day where time felt like it paused, just for them.

heran was on the couch, laptop on her knees, blue-light glasses sliding down her nose as she blinked through the dull ache behind her eyes. she'd been staring at the screen for too long—lyrics open in one tab, pinterest open in the other—but she wasn’t really doing much of either. just letting her mind exist, floating somewhere soft.

jungwon came in—as he always did—hair messy, dimples on full display.

he didn’t say anything, just made a beeline for her, collapsing onto the couch with the dramatic flair of someone who knew he was welcome.

“you look like you haven’t blinked in forty-five years,” he mumbled into her shoulder.

“that’s because I haven’t,” she replied, smiling faintly.

he nudged her laptop closed. “break time.”

“you’re just looking for an excuse to cuddle,” she teased, already letting him pull her into a hug.

“obviously.”

as his arms wrapped around her waist and his face found home in the crook of her neck, heran’s hand drifted up instinctively—brushing through his fringe, tracing the shell of his ear. he was soft and warm and hers. and something about the way he looked up at her in that moment, all big eyes and vulnerability, made her heart stutter.

without thinking, she reached for the glasses still perched on her nose and slid them onto his face.

be blinked in confusion.

and then she gasped. full-body, dramatic, mouth-wide gasped.

“oh my god,” she whispered, gripping his face like she’d found the eighth wonder of the world. “you look like my academic rival from a high school manga who secretly has a crush on me and gets flustered every time I get too close.”

“that was... specific,” he said, laughing. “very specific.”

“obviously!"

It became a bit of a running thing after that. a private joke. a very serious inside agenda. she’d put them on him whenever she was feeling especially down bad, which was, unfortunately, often. eventually, he caved and bought his own pair—non-prescription—and wore them on and off without saying much.

he didn't complain either, the fans loved it. they swooned. ultimately, heran had done them all a favour without them even knowing.

until jungwon had no choice but to let it slip of course.

fast-forward to the weverse live.

jungwon sat in one of the studio's in the company building, his black-rimmed glasses perched comfortably on his nose. he looked effortlessly charming, softer, and something straight out of heran's dreams.

the comments were crazy as usual.

💬 : WONNIE THE GLASSES??? 💬 : nerd jungwon supremacy! 💬 : wonnie, you’ve been wearing specs a lot lately! are you going blind? 👀 you look very good though.

he broke into a wide smile at the last comment, chuckling as he adjusted the frames slightly.

"no, I'm not blind," he said. "I started wearing them more because of heran. she likes how I look in them."

he probably shouldn't have let that part slip but... oh well! he knew she was watching the live, might as well give her something to get flustered about. "she started putting hers on me randomly, and every single time she'd just start giggling."

💬 : so you're saying that you wear them just for her?

"yeah," he said softly, running a hand through his hair. "I started wearing them more because she gets all smiley when I do. and i like seeing her smile so..."

he trailed off, lips curling into a fond grin. then, after a small, deliberate pause, he tilted his head and added, voice low and playfully conspiratorial:

“I mean if she can wear that strawberry lip balm every day just because I like how it tastes—”

he stopped mid-sentence, eyes widening a little, a laugh slipping out as the comment section erupted.

he definitely wasn't supposed to say that. but did he care? not really. after heran's coachella moment, their relationship was practically made public even if there wasn't an official statement put out.

that, however, was purely to keep the media on their toes. for fun—they were happy, the media could make their speculations, and the fans could hold onto their delusions that their idols were innocent a little longer.

until now of course.

💬 : hello???? 💬 : YANG JUNGWON WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?? 💬 : someone check on dispatch 💀 💬 "tastes???"

he ran a hand through his hair with a quiet chuckle, trying to act casual but definitely aware of the chaos he’d just caused.

“that came out a little too honest, huh?” he said, biting his lower lip for a second before leaning closer to the camera. “oops.”

he gave a slow blink and a grin that was dangerously close to smug.

and just like that, smooth as ever, he recovered. adjusted his glasses like they were a crown, and kept talking like he hadn’t just made heran combust through her phone screen.

"she's been wearing it for—" he had to bit his tongue from saying years, because that's be an even bigger hole he'd have to get out of. "—a while. I didn't even tell her I liked it, but obviously she picked it up because of... stuff." he chuckled, a little nervous but more pleased than anything.

he couldn't tell the viewers she realised he liked it because his body quite literally had a reaction to the taste.

from the moment he first kissed her, it was probably a dead giveaway—two teenagers stuck in an elevator, standing too close for comfort, until nearly a year’s worth of feelings spilled out all at once. when their lips finally met, it wasn’t hesitant. It was urgent, honest, and long overdue. and the taste of heran’s lip balm—sweet, artificial strawberry with a hint of something only she could make irresistible—sent him into orbit.

jungwon could never forget the way he instinctively pulled her closer, like his body decided for him. the taste lingered on his lips like a promise.

that’s how it started. that’s how he picked up the little habits when kissing her—how his teeth found her bottom lip every time, just a little, just enough to make her smile into it. how he always kissed her twice before pulling away, once to make her flustered and the second to make it mean something.

and how he always licked his lips absentmindedly even hours after a kiss just to relish in the taste.

and heran noticed everything.

so she wore the balm more often after that. quietly. consistently. no words exchanged. just the occasional smug raise of her brows when he leaned in like he was starving.

“so,” he shrugged, tapping the side of his glasses. “I wear these for her. It’s only fair. she makes her lips taste like strawberries for me, I make myself look like a nerd for her. balance.”

💬 : I'm refreshing all my socials waiting for belift to put out a statement wtf!!! 💬 : SHE'S GIGGLING KICKING HER FEET RN I KNOW IT 💬 : NO BECAUSE WHY IS THAT SO INTIMATE?? 💬 : he said it so CASUALLY like we're all on collapsing right now

he leaned in toward the camera then, the corners of his lips twitching upward in that boyish way of his. "and before anyone asks—yes, she’s watching this. and yes, I said it on purpose.”

💬 : SHE'S GONNA TACKLE HIM LATER

he smiled. "that's exactly why I said it."

and back at the dorm, buried under her blanket with a flushed face and her phone practically overheating, heran cursed him in three different languages. but she was smiling.

of course she was.

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[yokumirumerafan]

since it's 1st April Fools, it's time for you to join the shrimp army 🦐‼️‼️ (yes this is you, I drew you :3) ALSO I HAVE A REQUEST‼️🤯 What's the KNY characters reaction when a children went up to Y/N and KNY characters and says "can you two be my parents?" looking at them with big wide innocent eyes HAPPY APRIL FOOLS AND HOPE YOUR HAVING FUN POOK‼️‼️‼️🦐🦐💯💯

OMG! I love the art, like I don't get it how are people so talented <33 Thanks a lot, have a nice day/night as well!

POST INFO: 📌 Title: "Can You Two Be My Parents?" – KNY Characters React! 📌 Characters: Muzan, Upper Moons, Hashira, Main Trio (Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke) + Genya 📌 Requested by: 🦐Shrimp Army General (HAPPY APRIL FOOLS! 🎭) 💬 Summary: Imagine you’re just chilling with your favorite Demon Slayer (or demon 👀) when a random child tugs on your sleeve and asks "Can you two be my parents?" with big, innocent puppy eyes. 💀 HOW DO THEY REACT?! ⚔️ What to Expect: Muzan running for his life. Doma saying “YES!” way too fast. Sanemi MALFUNCTIONING. Obanai CHOKING on air. Zenitsu already planning baby names. Tengen considering adding a 4th wife?! Absolute CHAOS. 👹 UPPER MOONS + MUZAN 👹

🔴 Muzan Kibutsuji – “Excuse me??” 💀

Straight-up disappears in mist form before the kid can finish the sentence.

Hates children. Hates this even more.

If Y/N looks at him expectantly, he glares and says, “I would rather burn in the sun.”

🩷 Doma – “Of course, my dear~! Come to Daddy~” 😘

Picks the kid up instantly and spins them around.

He’s loving this, completely ignoring Y/N’s reaction.

Probably tries to adopt the entire orphanage.

💙 Akaza – “…Tch. I don’t have time for this.” 😤

Awkward. So awkward. He’s not built for parenting.

Crosses his arms and looks away, face heating up.

If Y/N says, “Aww, Akaza, look! They want you as a dad!”

Akaza.exe has stopped working.

🟣 Kokushibo – “…You mistake me for someone who has such attachments.” 😐

Acts cold, distant, like he doesn’t care.

But deep inside?? He lowkey considers it.

Stares at Y/N like “Are we… a family now?”

🟡 Hantengu – “G-GAAAAAH! WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!?” 😱

Runs away crying.

The clones all react differently:

Sekido: "Hell no."

Karaku: "LMAO sure why not."

Urogi: "Can you fly? No? Lame."

Aizetsu: "This is... depressing."

🟢 Gyokko – “A disgusting brat! BEGONE!” 😡

Throws a tantrum.

If Y/N scolds him, he dramatically cries like, “HOW COULD YOU CHOOSE A CHILD OVER ME?!”

⚔️ HASHIRA ⚔️

🔥 Rengoku Kyojuro – “HOHO! A CHILD WHO SEES OUR GREATNESS!” 😆

Accepts IMMEDIATELY. No hesitation.

Starts lecturing the kid about honor and discipline.

Y/N has to stop him before he starts training the child.

🌬️ Sanemi Shinazugawa – “WH— WHOSE BRAT IS THIS!?” 😡

Panics. Hard.

Looks at Y/N like "EXPLAIN??"

"Go find your real parents, kid!!"

If the kid tears up, he SOBS INTERNALLY.

🌊 Giyuu Tomioka – “…Why me?” 🧍‍♂️

Stares. Blinks. Stares again.

He does not know what to do.

Just silently accepts because he doesn’t want to make them cry.

💎 Gyomei Himejima – “Oh, dear one… If you are without a home, I shall protect you.” 😭

Immediately adopts the child.

Crying. Already planning their future.

Y/N is just there like “WTF JUST HAPPENED?!”

🐍 Obanai Iguro – “…I think you’re mistaken.” 😐

Immediately uncomfortable.

Looks at Y/N like "Why are you laughing?!"

Tries to leave, but the kid clings to him.

💜 Shinobu Kocho – “Oh my! How adorable~” 🥰

Teases Y/N SO MUCH.

“My, my, Y/N, I didn’t know we looked so married~”

If Y/N plays along, she gets super flustered.

👦 MAIN TRIO + GENYA 👦

🟠 Zenitsu Agatsuma – “OH GOD— WAIT— DID Y/N AND I GET MARRIED?!” 😱

Absolute meltdown.

Too dramatic. Starts planning baby names.

Will pretend to be a dad just to impress Y/N.

💚 Inosuke Hashibira – “PARENT?! ME?! HAH?!?!” 🤯

"I AM LORD INOSUKE! I DON’T RAISE KIDS!!"

Five minutes later? He’s teaching the kid how to headbutt.

❤️ Tanjiro Kamado – “Oh! That’s so sweet! Of course, we’ll take care of you!” 😊

WHYYY IS HE SO PURE.

Y/N can’t even tease him because he’s so wholesome.

Would actually raise the child.

💀 Genya Shinazugawa – “…Huh?” 😳

Blushes instantly.

Looks at Y/N like “D-Did you hear what they just said?!”

Doesn’t know how to respond. Probably just pats the kid’s head awkwardly.