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[fi1nn]

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Yae is a plastic doll so she don’t have many articulation （ ; ; )

BTW OMG YUUREI IS GORGEOUS I LOVE HER DRESS SO MUCH SHE LOOKS SO ELEGANTLY(((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡

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[ultraviolencer23]

nsfw 18+⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ minors dni!

pairing : older!joel x inexperienced!fem!reader

warnings : smut, established relationship, praise, use of pet names (darlin’, baby, good girl), inexperienced reader, fingering, unprotected p in v, jackson!joel, shy/nervous reader, fluffy, it’s implied that joel & reader are fairly new in jackson (having travelled together), joel has a filthy mouth and talks SO MUCH, appearance from tommy at the end, this is literally 3.7k words of pure pornography im sorry

summary : joel was your first. your relationship has blossomed since then but you’re still inexperienced and he is certain to let you experience everything when it comes to intimacy although you still may be nervous to try new things.

an : ik this account has been exclusively cod characters but i’ve wanted to write for joel for soo long. kinda wanna rebrand and start writing again!!!!

“c’mere,” he murmured, holding his arms out to you, effectively compelling you into his lap. you straddled his thighs and looked down at his lustful gaze, feeling your chest tighten at the sight.

he didn’t seem to care about the fight he’d just had with tommy; you hadn’t even remembered what it was about this time, but what you did remember was tommy storming out of his own house, calling joel a “fuckin’ asshole” and leaving you and him in tommy’s living room like this.

you lean into him, resting your head on his shoulder, and play with the hem of his t-shirt. you hear him sigh above you and lean back against the sofa, instinctively resting his hands on the small of your back as he nosed at the side of your neck.

“you smell real good from that soap they let us use,” he murmured, his gruff voice in your ear.

you smile a little, “i do?”

“mmh,” he hummed, his hands reaching to fidget with the ends of your hair, “don’t know about you, darlin’, but i could get used to this life o’ luxury.” he leans down to press a kiss to the exposed skin of your neck, inhaling as he does.

the flesh on the back of your neck erupts in a shiver, feeling his breath fan over you as he exhales. you stay there, on his shoulder, wanting him to continue; he does. he paves a line of light kisses down to your shoulder as he pulls the neckline of your shirt to the side. a gentle hand runs under your shirt and over the skin of your back. he grins into your skin as he hears you exhale a sigh - a happy sigh - beside his ear.

joel shifts you in his lap, bringing you closer to where his hips bend and gently pulling you from the crook of his neck.

“joel..” you murmur shyly, to which he replies with the raise of his eyebrows in questioning. “you’re um… i can feel you..”

he gives a light chuckle in response and traces his fingertips over where your hair falls over your face, “that right darlin’? you feel what y’re doin’ to me?”

you give a shy nod, feeling your cheeks grow hot. he notices how you avoid looking at his face.

“don’t be goin’ all shy on me now, baby. ‘s alright to feel things.”

you nod again, glancing down to his lap where his jeans seemed much too tight and constricting. he notices but doesn’t say anything, his hands moving to your hips and gently up your sides beneath your shirt. they rise just beneath your breasts; he softly thumbs over your nipples, watching your face intensely for a response. you almost squirm at the delicate touch as you watch the shape of his hands moving beneath your shirt, and exhale a quiet sigh of his name.

“we haven’t done it like this before, have we?” he speaks softly, his hands moving back down to your hips as he sees your nipples are hardened under the soft fabric.

“what?”

“we’ve never fucked with you… on top o’ me,” he repeats. a thumb comes up to trace along your jawline and your eyes flicker back up to his face as you shake your head. he smiles when you look at him, “mmm… you wanna change that, baby?”

you nod.

his smile widens and his thumb on your jaw slides down your neck, to your shoulder, where he pushes your hair back. his other hand transgresses the waistband of your sleep shorts, watching your face as he does so. his hand nestles over your centre, the pads of his fingers tracing over you through your underwear, feeling the dampness. your eyes flutter but you watch intensely as he then delves beneath the thin fabric.

“let’s open you up a bit for me baby, huh?” he says, rubbing slow circles over your clit.

you nod eagerly, his words clouding your mind with arousal.

“there y’ go darlin’.. ‘s a good girl,” he praises as you whimper at his touch. he runs a calloused fingertip through the seam of your pussy, coating himself in your wetness.

using his other hand, he finds the hem of your shirt, and slides it up your waist, exposing your abdomen. “can i take this off?” he asks, glancing up at you.

“i…” you hesitate — what about tommy? if he comes back..? joel continues to swirl his fingers over your sensitive clit, making it near impossible to articulate thoughts. “i— don’t know.. what— what if tommy comes ba-ck?” you struggle between short pants and breaths.

he shakes his head and chuckles, “tommy ain’t comin’ back anytime soon darlin’. don’t you worry.”

“but… if he does? i don’t wanna.. take it off.”

his eyes soften; his fingers slow. “you’re worried about him seein’ you like this, hm?”

you nod.

“th’s okay, baby. you don’t gotta. ‘s okay,” he reassures gently.

you nod again.

he takes his hand from your centre and moves both to your waist, pulling your shirt back down. he places soft, wet kisses along your neck again, speaking softly as he does, “‘s no worries.. we’ll just take it slow. lemme take care o’ you.”

his hand finds its way to your hair, tucking it behind your ear. he pulls away from your neck as he feels you fidgeting with the hem of his t-shirt, and glances up at you expectantly.

“are you.. gonna take yours off?” you murmur, afraid he’d say no and accuse you of hypocrisy.

he raises an eyebrow and smiles, amused that you’re asking. “you feelin’ shy again darlin’? y’ want me to take it off?”

you nod cautiously.

smiling wider, he laughs lightly, “all right, darlin’.” he takes the hem of his t-shirt from your fingers and lifts it over his head, exposing his abdomen and chest, and his hands find your hips again. your eyes rake over his skin, speckled with greying hairs over his chest and a trail of them that let down to his jeans. he watches you watch with a grin wide on his lips, almost with pride.

he gently runs a hand up your thigh; his touch reminds you that he is not in fact just an object that you get to stare at. you glance back up to his face, almost guiltily for the way your hungry eyes take him in.

“don’t feel bad for lookin’, darlin. y’ know i don’t mind.”

he feels you start to get restless in his lap, growing needier with each passing second. his hand slips back beneath your shorts, eliciting an almost frustrated whine from your throat, needing some real alleviation.

“shhh.. ‘s okay baby. ‘m gonna give you what you need in a bit.” his fingers softly graze your centre, wanting to see how much more he could rile you up.

you grind down into his fingers, the whisper of contact simply not enough. he pushes back against you in response.

“you need it real bad, huh?”

you nod, eyes staring to well with tears of need and frustration.

“ohh, i know darlin’, i know,“ he whispers, fingers still circling over your swollen bundle of nerves, as he glances up to you in awe. “you still wanna try bein’ on top?”

you nod.

“good girl.. tha’s my girl…. just need’a get y’ opened up a bit for me, ain’t that right?”

a whimper escapes your throat, feeling your core pulse at his words.

“oh, baby,” he muses pitifully, “…now, ‘m just gonna start with one finger, ‘kay? work up to maybe 3. that all right?”

your mouth falls agape as he pushes one digit into you, up to the knuckle and he curls it towards himself. “not 3, joel.. i don’t want—“

“shhh.. ‘s alright baby. i’ll do whatever you want, ‘kay?” he reassures as he repeatedly pumps his finger inside of you, soothing over that sweet little spot that made your head roll back. your hands move to his biceps, squeezing onto them tightly; he smiles widely as you do.

“there ‘y go.. ‘s a good girl.. lemme hear you baby,” he murmurs, adding a second finger.

you whine softly as he pushes that little bit further inside, and your pussy involuntary squeezes around him, almost keeping his fingers in place.

“j—joel..” you whimper, feeling how the bicep that is pumping his fingers inside of you strains and flexes beneath your grasp with each movement.

“c’mon baby, y’ gotta relax f’ me.. squeezin’ me so god damn tight.. ‘s like y’r try’na break my fingers or somethin’,” he chuckles, gently soothing his free hand down your side.

“sorry,” you whimper, slightly embarrassed although you know he doesn’t mind.

“‘s alright darlin’.. there y’ go, ‘s alright,” he mutters, feeling you open up as warm waves of pleasure wash from your abdomen and over your body.

“such pretty sounds y’r makin’ baby,” he compliments as you whine, mewl and babble his name, obscene wet sounds making your mind go fuzzy, “you think you’re opened up enough f’ me yet darlin’? y’ ready for me?”

he slows his fingers as you nod; with one last deep push into your aching spot, he removes them from you.

you whimper at the emptiness, shifting upon his lap and eyes darting around his face pleadingly.

“i know, i know darlin,.. y’ wantin’ more ain’t ya?”

you nod shamelessly.

“well now baby.. i need you to be patient for me then.. don’t want you hurtin’ yourself because you were impatient, now, do we?”

you shake your head, becoming aware of your neediness.

“hmmm.. didn’t think so,” he muses as he leans back into the sofa, “now.. you wanna unbuckle me or do you want me to do it?”

his fingers splay over his belt; you look between his hands and his face, afraid of disappointing him.

“um… you can do it,” you mumble

“tha’s all right. ‘s no problem darlin’,” he smiles at your bashfulness as his fingers begin to make work of his belt. he doesn’t wait to pull the soft leather from his jeans; he just unbuttons and unzips them, his self control running low.

he sees your curious gaze glancing down to his hands, eyeing his arousal through the thin fabric of his underwear. “you got me so fuckin’ hard baby,” he chuckles, palming himself through his boxers with a soft grunt.

you blush in response, unable to hide the proud smile that spreads over your lips. he grins, and his thumb moves to your lower lip, gently brushing over the delicate skin. “sweet girl,” he muses, “y’ still alright with bein’ on top?”

you nod in response, excitement building and tightening your chest.

“all right then darlin’. y’ just need’a relax for me, okay? we’ goin’ real slow, just like we’ve been doin’ so far, right?”

you nod; he holds your gaze for a little while, his fingertips moving to the hem of your shorts where he traces along their underside, “can i take these off darlin’?”

you nod eagerly - maybe too eagerly. smiling, he hooks his fingers into their waistband and tugs them down your thighs. you lift a leg out of them to help, leaving them dangling from your other. his thumbs rub over the front of your underwear, “‘m just gonna pull these to the side, that all right baby?”

you nod again, and he squeezes your thighs, shifting you closer, musing a quiet “c’mere” as you settle further into his lap, the most intimate part of you flush against his still clothed hardness. “there you go darlin’.. you ready to give it a go?”

“mhm,” you almost whimper, lifting yourself slightly as he palms himself again, before he pulls himself out - achingly hard and leaking at the tip. he strokes his hand over himself once, a small groan leaving his lips. his freehand settles at your hip, guiding you to hover over him, as you steady yourself on his shoulders and look between your two bodies.

“just do whatever feels natural, baby.. whatever feels right, okay? you ain’t gonna hurt me and i ain’t gonna judge you,” he reassures, as if he can feel your racing mind.

you nod and you let yourself fall a little closer to him, whimpering when you make contact. his tip notches at your weeping entrance; he slides the head of his cock through your slick, eliciting a small whine from deep in your throat.

“easy baby.. now, y’re nice ‘n’ wet, so it shouldn’t hurt, okay? ‘s just gonna feel real full,” he mutters with an adoring glint behind his eyes as he takes the image of you in: eyes fluttering closed, hair slipping over your shoulder, mouth agape and falling apart on his lap.

you lower yourself down a little more, his tip pushing into you and your pussy swallowing him wholly. you earn a grunt from joel; he moves both his hands to your waist, gently guiding you over him, selfishly unable to hold himself back.

“just like that baby.. yeah, feels real good.. there y’ go,” he mumbles breathlessly, feeling you lower further. you instinctively squeeze around him at the praise, your abdomen fluttering and erupting in spasms of warmth, sinking yourself down until you’ve taken him to the hilt.

he releases a guttural groan at the warmth of you clenching around his cock. on the brink of losing himself already, he tightens his grip on your hips and stills you, a series of grunts and breaths stringing from his throat. “christ, baby.. y’ gonna have to wait just a minute.. just a sec.. y’ got me seein’ fuckin’ stars sweet girl,” he speaks, his eyebrows pinched together and eyes tightly closed.

you moan out at the feeling of fullness, your head falling to rest in the crook of his neck as his dick presses into a delicious spot deep inside of you. he regains composure after a little while and begins to lift your hips slightly before pulling you back down. soft mewls and whines fill his ear, the pretty sounds travelling straight to his cock.

“mm.. there y’ go baby girl.. y’ feel that? feels nice ‘n’ full, huh?”

you nod weakly, feeling tears begin to well in your eyes at the sensation of being so full. lifting you with both hands, he slides one up your side beneath your shirt; you help him by steadying your legs around his thighs and raising yourself up, before he pulls you back down, earning a loud whine as a tear spills down your face.

he moans, head leaning back and reeling in the way you’re wrapped around him so tightly. noticing the small stream down your face, he speaks breathlessly, “you okay darlin’? you ain’t hurting on me, now, baby, are ya?”

you shake your head, barely able to concentrate on his words, “‘m fine.. just feels— good.”

his thumb wipes over your warm cheek as he grins, “mm.. well.. you’re doing so good f’ me baby.”

as you squeeze around him again, he grunts loudly, his hold on you tightening and an almost pained expression coming over his face. “i swear to christ, y’re doin’ that on purpose,” he strains.

“sorry,” you mumble, trying to relax.

he smiles and shakes his head, “don’t apologise baby.. felt real good. y’r pussy’s just so goddamn tight.”

you start to move on your own, your forearms resting on his shoulders for leverage as you push yourself up and then back down, building a painstakingly slow rhythm. your faces just mere inches apart, he grabs onto your chin and pulls you to his mouth, your lips pressing together hungrily. he swallows your whines and moans with his tongue pushing into your mouth and his lips enveloping yours as you keep up your slow pace, up and down over his cock. he kisses the corner of your mouth, then your jaw, leaving wet marks along your neck that have you whimpering his name.

“tha’s a good girl baby,” he murmurs into your skin, “just make y’self feel good.. take y’r time… that’s it, take it nice ‘n’ slow darlin’.”

you take him slow and deep, undoubtedly unable to increase your pace, but he’s patient enough to let you take him however you want to. his cock notches against that sensitive spot inside of you that only joel knows, dragging along your walls with every rut against him. you look down and watch as you take him, filled to the brim every few seconds, your clit pressed against his greying hair. his chest gleams with droplets of sweat and his abdomen rises and falls with his short breaths. your mouth stays agape and you bury your head into his neck, moaning into the skin there each time you feel him deeply.

“ohh.. ‘s that feel good sweet girl?” he asks as he looks down to you pressed against his shoulders.

“uh-huh,” you mewl, barely able to form coherent words.

“tha’s good.. doin’ so fuckin’ good f’ me baby.”

its not long before your thighs begin to ache. you slow down even further, your legs burning with fatigue. being on top isn’t as easy as it seems; you grasp onto joel with the last ounce of energy you have left.

he feels your thighs tremble and your pace begin to slow more. “you doin’ okay there darlin’?” he drawls, guiding your head out from his neck.

“i— i can’t joel,” you almost whine as you stop, his cock still hard inside of you.

“‘s okay baby. you tired y’self out, huh?” he murmurs empathetically, giving a light kiss to your cheek, “you wanna get on your back?”

you hesitate for a moment, wondering if he’s secretly disappointed, but nevertheless, you nod. “c’mon,” he muses, lifting you onto your back, his dick still inside of you. as he lays you down onto the couch, he gently soothes kisses over your neck and your legs wrap instinctively around his waist. you shuffle yourself downwards slightly, getting comfortable and you exhale a needy sigh, moving your arms to enclose over his back as he holds himself above you.

“‘s that better baby?”

you nod and give him a smile, to which he returns with a grin and a tender kiss to your lips before he pulls back his hips and pushes them back into you. he starts to set a slow pace with long, gentle strokes, grunting with each movement, feeling you tighten around him as the speed of his hips gradually increases. a particularly deep thrust had your back arching with a sharp moan and your nails press down into his back. his head drops at the feeling, a series of loud groans leaving his mouth, as he caught a glimpse of your lower abdomen rising slightly with each thrust of his hips. his groans turn into a soft laugh as he continues to rut into you.

“oh.. sweet jesus baby..” he says, glancing up to your face, “gimme y’r hand.”

you take a hand from his back and hold it to him. his own hand encloses over the top of yours and he moves it between your two bodies, placing it over your abdomen as his hips move against you. you whimper at the feeling of his cock pushing against your walls from the outside, the flesh of your stomach pushing against the palm of your hand as his thrusts quicken in their pace.

“y’ feel me right here, hm? y’ feel that baby?” he almost taunts, pressing your hand down a little harder. the extra pressure has your eyes rolling closed; you tighten around him subconsciously.

“ohhh.. she likes that, huh?” he chuckles, removing his hand from yours and picking up his pace, determined to drive you closer to the brink of your high. his thrusts grow more erratic as he nears the edge himself, haphazardly pushing in and out of you as he begins to lose focus. he feels you swallowing his cock tighter with each movement of his hips.

“you gettin’ close f’ me baby girl?”

you nod, the pleasure building at your abdomen overwhelming all of your senses.

“c’mon then baby. let go f’ me darlin’. lemme feel ya.”

his ruts grow deliberately deeper and faster; he grunts grow louder and strained behind his teeth. you mewl into his ear, your back arching your abdomen into his and the heels of your feet digging into his lower back.

“joel— i’m..”

“tha’s it baby. don’t fight it.. let it happen.. good fuckin’ girl.”

his praise pushes you over the edge, the coil inside of you pulling taut and your core spasming with waves of heat, carnal pleasure shooting all the way to the tips of your fingers. your clit pulses as he continues to sloppily move inside of you, teetering on the edge of his own orgasm, until he feels he’s about to collapse over the brink with one last thrust. he pulls himself out and strokes his wet cock a few more times before he bunches up your shirt and spills himself over your stomach with a guttural groan, his hips jerking with each rope of come that paints your abdomen.

he collapses atop of your spent body with one final grunt as his head falls to rest on your shoulder. your body still trembles with the aftershocks of your high whilst you both try to catch your breath.

“fuckin’ hell,” he chuckles breathlessly, glancing up to see a lazy smile spread across your face, “you doin’ alright there baby?”

“mhm,” you hum, too tired to talk as your eyes flutter closed.

“good.. you did real good darlin’… y’ know.. i was—“

the sound of the front door opening. joel’s head drops to your shoulder again, muttering a quiet “shit”. your body is hidden beneath him; tommy must’ve been able to see joel’s back from behind the sofa. you hear what could only be tommy’s laugh.

“don’t tell me you two have just fucked on my couch.”

“uhhh..”

an : haven’t posted in likee 10 months oopsies

dividers by uzmacchiato

[ryanisasleep]

Im dying for some Nikto x Male Reader :'( There's nothing out there for me. Can I request, Nikto with a Cocky and Arrogant S/O? Can Be SFW or NSFW Thank you ❤️

Nikto x male!reader

(I hope I satisfied it as best as I could <33)

TW: hate sex with feelings and happy ending, insults, brusing.

Ok so if you don't like this, you can block this account and nothing more.

Requests are open if you were wondering :)

Btw I changed a bit the story so it is better in some parts

Ohhhhhhh you made me think of hate sex…god I have a good fucking small story inside my stupid head….raaaaaawwww Gnawing the bars of my enclosure. Btw you are too kind :( there you go ‘boops their head’ you will be 🤍anon.

Hate you…or do I?

NSFW so MDNI - Hate sex, swearing, fighting, blood, sex with hidden feelings

Nikto enjoys seeing your cocky attitude falter as he spits blood on your self esteem and walks over your decisions saying that they are clouded by your arrogant judgment and are not safe to be considered even remotely efficient. . .you thought that being the same rank as him and having relatively the same experiences could be of some help when shaming him all day before crossing eachother’s path and growling at the mere presence of the other.

The situation escalated when he began to push you into any wall anytime he could and bruising your mouth by roughly kissing it with his teeth while digging his nails into your clothed waist. You on the other hand tried doing the same as you weren’t going down without a fight, and managed to dig some bloody cuts on his shoulders. It continued like this; bickering sessions ended up with bruised lips and trembling legs trying to push the other away to regain some dignity.

The hate and tension reached its peak when Nikto ended up pushing you into your bed and digging his teeth into your bottom lip drawing out blood and insults. He ripped off your clothes and you did the same. Some blood and bruises were forming on your bodies but that was a matter for the after.

He wanted to say ‘You did good on the last mission’ instead of ‘You fucker, you failed everything and you couldn’t even do a simple task’ as he scratched forcefully your broad back after pinching the fresh healed wounds on your torso drawing out a silent scream out your mouth. ‘Thanks for your presence and for covering my back- back there’ ‘Shut your virgin ass since you don’t do any better, at least I am a liked person around’, you flipped your positions. Now you were on top of him with your legs pressed between his and you were clamping your teeth down on his neck. It hurt a lot. . .and Nikto couldn’t accept that, his pride was too big and high to let you on him and in a swift move he turned you down on the mattress, ‘You are only good at taking it up the ass! Moron, you should have been a stripper at this point! A failed one because I bet my salary that you wouldn't even grab the attention of a drunken man ahah!’

Spit drooled out his mouth like a carnivore savoring his newly catched prey. He didn’t want to admit it but…he really wanted to see you like that again. He was lost in his own world for a while and got back to his senses after you barked back a cocky:

‘At least I am useful to something, unlike you who can only bark out orders like a certain Colonel I know and be like an angry volcano all the goodamn fucking time!' your voice was restrained as you couldn’t quiet breath since a strong hand was holding you - choking you in the messy bed.

You then yelped out in stinking pain, he sticked his fingers inside you without a warning and without an ounce of lube, such as spit. The stretch was hurtful and you hated how good the pads of his pointer and middle fingers worked around your sensible spot, fucking and overstimutaling it till you were just panting out short breaths and trying to get up on your elbows, to then try to shove the one you looked up the most off. He pushed you down again, this time forcing your neck down and letting breathing become harder, he took away his fingers and pushed your ass up. You could sense his eyes wander to all of your upper and lower back imaging all the thoughts that might be crossing his filthy and rotted brain. You hear his belt unbuckle and the low but intriguing squelches from his fingers taking some of his saliva out the mouth (you really wanted to devour that mouth harshly) and wetting down his cock.

He pushed his length inside without a warning and he grunted out at the sudden enveloping sensation trying his hardest not to bottom out. You wanted to tell him how good it felt, how much you wanted to have his hand prints on your body and how much you wanted your neck to be bruised with his teeth marks and fingers, but only a stream of curses came out of your mouth. He rams into you, mounting you and keeping you close in seemingly fear of you going away, your cock brushing repeatedly the wooly sheets creating a friction that makes you see stars and finish immediately without a warning. After a couple of more seconds he comes into you grunting like an animal, securing you under his crushing weight. He had his eyes closed, his mask long since thrown away in some part of the room and all his features visible.

You saw the burn mark on the right side covering the skin until his eye and the long slash dividing his mouth from the left. You loved him, well love was there but you couldn’t phrase it, you wanted to put your hand under his chin but all you could ever do was to choke him if possible. He feels the same, his heart swells with pain as you twooften brawl but he can't, it's too hard. Nikto wants to try and sew your situationship back to ‘’normality’’ but his voices tell him otherwise, to do anything other than good.

He stays a shameful silent. After some time of not deciding what to do, he rolled to the side and heard the aftermath still inside you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

He knows that now you will get up, clean yourself up and leave while giving him a disgusting look because you have no reason to stay, but that was not what he wanted. His stupid brain couldn’t voice his wants and needs and that resulted in the formation of this vicious cycle of this love-hate relationship. He loved you dearly, but he could only spit out venom because he didn’t know how to phrase what he felt.

Instead of letting his grip loose, he started rubbing small circles on your firm stomach feeling your toned muscle fibers underneath, the veins going under adorned the neatly taken care of hair forming a nice happy trail. You hated not shaving them so they were always short.

He put one of his hands at the center of your chest and passed his fingers between your body hair, sweaty from before, and noticed that your heart rate was very calm, calmer than it should’ve been. He inhaled your scent from the nape of your neck and reopened his eyes as he whispered an almost sad ‘’Don’t leave, please’’.

You shifted, embracing the hand on your lower stomach with your own and sighed. ‘’Why…” you were tired, tired of all of this so you decided to be patient and hear what he had to say.

All he could think of and speak was ‘’Just. . .don’t please.’’ His hands twitched, you knew that sign, he was struggling internally and maybe making some of his thoughts scram away. You took some pity on him and decided to stay as you even had no energy to get up.

A silent strange air hugged you two while he rested, he began to tighten his grip and growl a ‘’Go away, fuck i hate you’’. He was not having this yet you sensed he didn’t really mean it. After he came back, he was different, you found himself many times talking to himself or gripping his forearms in anger so tightly that you swore blood was seeping out of the wounds but as you tried to help him and make him voice what was wrong, the answer you got was ‘’Fuck off’’.

He crawled back like a wounded animal and slipped out many words between voices and strangers taunting him every waking moment of the day. You and Nikto have been first colleagues and then close friends but as he began, over the years, that cycle of insults and unnecessary sparring, you couldn’t do anything else other than fight back.

“Easy there, it’s just us and no one else. you don’t need to do and say anything, remember only things you can touch and feel are real”

It was the mantra you had made him remember like a prayer in case his episodes were becoming too much, but they could only do so little. He repeated them whispering with a broken voice as he breathed heavily.

“Sorry, for everything…” he half cried as he lost the capacity to do so many years ago and sat hiding his eyes in his hands. You turned and looked at him with a sad look, you sat too and put your hand on his back and said “It’s fine”.

With that, you two looked at eachother with knowing looks, he said he loved you but also those parts of him did not, but he did. You said you loved him too and would help him with medications if needed and how to end things up. Being in a relationship was prohibited and could result in both of you being discharged with dishonor so being together was off limits.

The other people on base remained firm in believing that you two hated each other to the bone so you two decided to stick with that routine. Night fell quickly and you found yourself in his arms sleeping the night off. In the morning though, you had to wake up early to not raise suspects.

[echantedtoon]

Good evening Grande Starbucks Frappe!! ✨✨

This is oddly specific so feel free to not take all the details into account and creative freedom and all that but perhaps Genya x Reader where Sanemi terrified our ass at the beginning of the year and now reader is scared of both Shinazugawa brothers despite Genya harbouring a crush? Just thought it'd be funny to see him despairing and demanding why Sanemi had to ruin his chances so badly-

ANYWAYS CONGRATS AGAIN ON YOUR 500 IM SORRY IT'S SO SPECIFIC HAVE A NICE NIGHT

Firstly THANK YOU IM SO HAPPY! 😭 Secondly sure. @six-eyed-samurai

This is written as a female s/o since it's easier for me to write I hope that's ok. For this Genya and reader are both 18 in their senior year so slightly aged up Genya and Co.

-You were the newest student in Kimetsu Academy, just transferred over from another school when your parents moved you closer to your father's workplace. You weren't too nervous. Some of your friends went to the school so it's not like you wouldn't go in not knowing anyone. However your first day was anything but a good start.

-First you were really late because your mom's car got a flat tire on the way to driving you there. Then you dropped your coin purse containing your lunch money outside while you were rushing into the school. A teacher happened to have noticed that you dropped it but you didn't hear him calling out to you. Then you got laughed at when you busted into the chemistry class (which was the first class you had) and got both laughed at by a lot of the other students and chewed out by Professor Obanai for being late to his class. Then when lunch came around you had to sit down and go hungry except for some spare things given by your friends because you didn't have money or brought your own lunch. Just when you think it couldn't get any worse too-

-Sanemi, the scariest teacher in the entire School even more than Professor Obanai, had just roughly pushed the door to the cafeteria open and his narrowed eyes scanning the area until they lasered focused on you. "HEY YOU!" The entire place silences immediately terrified at the sounds of the scary man's voice. "NEW GIRL!!" You feel yourself freeze up on the spot as the heavily scarred man comes marching up towards you looming over your terrified form before a cute teddy bear themed coin purse is roughly pushed into your shaking hands. "I've been trying to fucking track you down all day! Don't forget your purse outside again!"

-Its cannon in Kimetsu Gauken that Sanemi likes kids and respects women but most are scared by his appearance and honestly sometimes he comes off as scary without meaning too. Sanemi honestly wasn't trying to scare you, he was genuinely just trying to return your purse to you but he wasn't socially aware enough to realize that calling out a trembling girl in the middle of everyone and looming over her scared you so much that you became very scared of your new math teacher.

-It was around the second week you were there that you learnt one of your fellow students was the younger brother of the scary teacher. From the first day forward whenever you had math class you kept your head down and very quiet to avoid him singling you out but today was study day before a big test so everyone was partnered up. "Kanao get with Inosuke! Kamado's with the blonde kid!  New girl go get with my brother! All of you take turns asking questions with these flashcards! All of this will be on the test tomorrow so PAY THE HELL ATTENTION AND STUDY!"

-Your pupils shrank in fear and a rock fell in your stomach. Brother? Mr. Sanemi had a BROTHER?! As soon as Genya sat down in front of you holding the flashcards for your shared study session, you knew without a doubt they were related. Their faces were similar shaped especially their eyes, and like a brother he also had scars on his body although a lot less than Sanemi did. As soon as Genya saw your big doe eyes all shiny and pretty looking up at him, the baby boy was smitten.

-He's had crushes before. He's had fleeting crushes on both his friends Aoi and Kanao before they gotten into relationships with his other guy friends and when he was younger he always thought Ms. Kanao was the prettiest girl ever, but after seeing you he gained the biggest crush in his life that it felt like Cupid smashed his head with a mallet of love.

-It then started a cycle between you two. He started to try and approach you. "Hey! New girl!" You freaked out by the sudden repeating appearance from him. It was bad enough the teacher seemed to be annoyed with you but did his brother have to harass you too?! You kept running away from him or had your friends block his way to you until he left or you escaped. He was hurt you seemed to be so scared of him and for the longest time didn't have the foggiest idea why. He tried getting Tanjiro's help in convincing you to hang out with him in a group setting to see if maybe he could ease your worries by having other people around but you always asked if Genya would be there and Tanjiro...Well he's an awful liar so even if he said no you knew otherwise and declined. 

-Then one day while reading it hits him. Your very first day the week prior to meeting Genya. Sanemi returned your purse and you seemed terrified of him. I'm turn it must've made you genuinely afraid of him as well. That day when Genya gets home he literally kicks down the doorway startling his mother, Sanemi, and their younger siblings with his anger. "SANEMI WHAT THE FUCK?!"

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can you do dorm leaders with Female MC/S/O who cosplay.But the thing is They have TikTok and do cosplay videos by characters similar to the dorm leaders.

Example;

Alan:Mitsuri or Gyomei From Demon Slayer.

A/N: Sorry for taking so long!! This is the last request im doing before I open back up asks! I wasn’t sure how to do this one until a few days ago lol. I’ve never done this before and it was a new experience. I only did characters that I have a decent amount of knowledge for, so if there’s a better fit then I apologize if I missed them. Enjoy these cute headcanons and have a lovely day! Smooches!

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◛⑅·House Captains with Fem! S/O that cosplays characters similar to them ˚ ༘ ♡

Divider credits: @abyslita

Genre: Fluff, Headcanons

Requesting rules here! (Read before requesting)

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Jin - Wriothesley (GI)

Jin didn’t really pay attention to what you did in your free time, if you need funds for your hobby then he’ll give it you if you lay in bed with him for a while. When Jin saw that you were preparing a new cosplay he went to your TikTok page to check how it turned out.

He didn’t think much of the cosplay at first and only paid attention to how detailed it was and how nice of a job you did (he thought his money was put to good use), he doesn’t really know what Genshin Impact is besides from content he sees online. He asked you why you chose him to do a cosplay of and when you explained that Wriothesley reminded you of him, he was intrigued.

You explained that he was a respectable man that keeps cool under pressure… and is also good looking. So when you show him what Wriothesley looks like, he asked which one looks better and he plasters a sly smirk on his face. He definitely tries to fluster you, and a part of you knows that it’s working.

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Alan - Roronoa Zoro (OP)

He thinks it’s cute that you cosplay, whenever you show him your new cosplay he asks you small questions about the character and how you made the cosplay. He’s not sure what you’re talking about, but he loves hearing you talk about something that makes you happy.

When you presented your Zoro cosplay to him he complimented your swords and asked how you did them while inspecting them. Once he moved on, you told him that Zoro reminded you of him and he didn’t show much expression, but he asked further on why you thought that.

You explained that Alan and Zoro have a lot of traits in common such as being bad at directions, he’s tough, cool, and looked like a hunk. You felt a bit flustered explaining the end part, but all Alan did was smile, patted your head, and proceeded to walk away. He finds you beyond adorable, and checks your TikTok later to boost your post (when he remembers where the app is and how to boost it in the first place).

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Haru - Nejire Hado (BNHA)

Haru is very involved in your cosplay process, he loves seeing you work on something that brings a smile on your face so he makes sure to get whatever materials you need. He doesn’t like to spend money in his personal account but he’ll do it for you if you don’t have enough. When you point this out he just winks: (^_−)−☆

He also likes learning about the characters your cosplaying as, asking you to explain their story. When he asks about why you’re cosplaying Nejire, you explain that she’s similar to him in being bright and bubbly, and that they both work hard.

He blushes a bit, nudges you with his arm, and pulls out an “aw shucks.” He searches up Nejire later to get further in depth about her, and if you think that’s he’s like her then he takes it as a compliment. He’s happy that you acknowledge his hard work as well. He doesn’t have time to watch the show, but she’s now one of his favourite characters by default.

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Taiga - Kyōko sakura (PMMM)

Taiga doesn’t really care about what you do, as long as you’re available to him. He doesn’t pay much attention but once in a while he’ll scroll on TikTok he comes across one of your cosplays and puts a comment under the video of how good you look. All he sees is you dressing in good looking outfits.

He sees you cosplaying Kyoko one day and asks “what the fuck is this one?” He doesn’t actually care about the answer but he pays attention when you quietly say that she reminds you of him… now he’s listening.

How exactly do you tell him that they have a short temper, a nonchalant attitude, and a threatening presence in common? You keep it short and tell him that they both love to tease, and know more than they let on. He just laughs and calls you a “cute kitty” before biting your hand (his version of a small kiss) and walking away. You were thankful that he didn’t ask you anymore questions, when he’s intimidating it’s easy for him to obtain answers.

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Subaru - Armin Arlet (SNK)

He thinks that every single cosplay you do is beautiful because it’s you, he knows a bit about making costumes so he helps you sew and plan wherever you need it! He wants to support you every step of the way and asks Haku how he can boost your TikToks.

He doesn’t ask about the characters that much besides what they look like and their name, so you tell him first that you connect Armin with Subaru. His eyes widen at this confession and cautiously asks why, you explain how they both have certain anxieties and not feeling like enough (even though they are), but they both feel incredible amounts of sympathy and being observant.

When he hears your reasons he has to ask if you like this character, you immediately jump to assure him and speak praises. He’s a blushing mess and all he can think about is how highly you think of him. He’s not one to be forward, but he compliments you on how nice you look in your cosplays and how he likes how you put the effort to act like the character in your TikToks

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Edward - Padparadscha (HNK)

Edward religiously likes your TikToks and comments under them with his cryptic messages riddled with emojis. He likes seeing you dress up, and he often suggests characters that he’d like to see you cosplay. He just likes seeing you in pretty clothes.

The Padparadscha cosplay interested him because he’s never seen this character before, and he likes how you did the gem hair. You explained that they are pretty similar in how they are both a bit laid back, secretive, and basically undead.

Because of your description, he watches Houseki no Kuni (or land of the lustrous) out of pure interest about Padparadscha. He has enough time, afterwards he tries to tease you and asks if you think he’s prettier. He just wants to see you blush. He tells you about what he thought of the show afterwards when you’re cuddling him, Edward may be lazy but the least he can do is indulge you in your interests.

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Yuri - Light Yagami (DN)

Yuri’s a bit too busy with his work and research to be involved in your hobby, but I can assure you that he likes your cosplays. He will never ever say it to you, but it surprises him each time that he finds another person attractive and that holds true for when you cosplay.

You’d have to ramble about your upcoming cosplay schedule to him in order for him to sort of listen. He hears the words “he reminds me of you” and his attention is caught. “No one can ever compare to me!” He says… and then immediately goes back to work. No matter how much you try to catch his attention again, he insists that he needs to get work done and not to bother him.

He gets curious and searches up Light, realizing that Light is a cunning man that makes sure he’s 10 steps ahead of everyone. He feels pretty good about himself, but misses that Light is also a bit crazy to say the least. Next time he sees you he actually compliments your cosplay, not without stuttering and blushing of course.

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[itsbeeble]

do you have any tbz recs? maybe with some angst with somewhat happy endings :/ found your blog and i’ve read through ~everything~ and am now in a brain rot

omg first of all thank you for reading my fics 🤭😝

As far as recs go i had to dig a little bit BUT I FOUND SOME OLD FAVORITESSSS LETS GOOOOO

First off: I ALWAYSSSS recommend reading any fics by @from-izzy , @sanaxo-o , @winterchimez , and @sungbeam when looking at the boyz. These four are absolutey incredible writers and honestly are the reasons i started writing more for tbz

Swing My Way by @sungbeam

it wont let me link it wtf but this fic is just so so so good i absolutely love fics like this whether its the idol who's the rich kid or the reader I LOVE THIS FIC SMMMM. It's richboy!eric which is even better (eric my love 😍)

Feeling Things by @jinkoh

idk what it is about android fics but they always have me feeling things (bah dum tssss). This is android!Hyunjae and the way its written is just absolutely beautiful and i will always recommend it

especially to you... by @from-izzy

this is a series written by my pookie izzy and i actually have to go back and reread it very very soon

Kissing In The Rain by @sanaxo-o

This one is written by sana by bff fr and it isnt angsty really but its a cute lil Changmin fic i love it hehe

I Belong To You by @tbzhub

This one is def angsty and a little spicy. I love love love sneaky link fics especially when someone is being an idiot and the other person is sick of them. Juyeon is better than me fr

Heart's Detour by @winterchimez

this godforsaken app wont let me link this fic wtf BUT essentially this is a biker sunwoo fic. i can't believe it's been almost a year since ally posted this masterpiece omg

Plot Twist by @sohnric

if this stupid app doesnt let me link these fics im gonna go crazy. This fic is actually an all time favorite. If you know me you know that i absolutely adore sunwoo (ignore my account and the fact that my bias is eric) and this fic is just so so so well written. It's also gonna turn a year old this month omg

These are some of my favorite fics rn PLS LMK IF YOU WANT MORE BC I'LL HUNT THROUGH THE ENDLESS SUPPLY OF FICS I HAVE

[soulemnity]

YOU.

its YOUR fault im obsessed with the ASL trio and parent shanks and its BEEN AWESOME. you have seriously impacted my life tb, seeing your art is a treat, and whenever you account updates i am SO HAPPY and you are one of my favorite artists on here, and thank you for your amazing art and OHMYGOSH your writing??!???!?? HELLO? amazing artist and awesome headcannons AND one of the most creative and impactful authors ive ever read?!?? this is the greed they talk about in the bible. but seriously, thank you, you're doing a fantastic job and even when you're stuck with art block or writers block you still post and that is STRENGTH i tell you. every time i see your user i do happy air punches cause i know its gonna be another amazing au, or stunning comic, or A FANTASTIC fanfic. your art style has me DYING because OHHHHHH DEAR LORD THE WAY YOU COLOUR THINGS???? AND THE SILLY LITTLE SKETCHES THAT NEVER FAIL TO MAKE ME SMILE? your account is the best pick-me-up. excuse the word vomit i am not the most eloquent person around, but im just imagining grabbing you virtually by the shoulders and saying "you. you do good 👍" in a caveman voice LMFAO.

(excuse my url i cant change my alt into my main 😔)

OH. MY TODJSBS ?2$1:??2!1?1??1!2?3?2?

THANK U…’x…… SO MUCH………. this is the nicest thing that’s ever been said to me and i’m literally in school right now so i can’t show it outwardly BUT IM SO SO FLATTERED WHATTAHELL OUHWHWWJAHA

this is so kind……… i’ve been feeling a little bad lately because i haven’t been able to draw so i’d been writing in place of it, but im starting to get a little stuck there too (lol), this means the world to me !!!! it’s always been a goal of mine to make people happy with what i make, and even though people have told me they like my stuff it’s still so hard to believe. like u like me ? little 15 y/o me just going insane over these brothers ? i can’t believe that (i also can’t believe im gonna be 16 but that’s not the point)

writing is so fun !! but also like so hard !!! i never know if what im writing is in character or written clearly but seeing messages like this makes me really happy !!! i have a couple wips im DETERMINED to finish. this helps MONUMENTALLY !!!

i hardly color because i never really learned how but it’s so fun whenever i do !! im glad u like all my art !!! i still struggle with feeling unsatisfied with how they look sometimes, but i know im not going to have much motivation or energy until at least the last week or so of school. hopefully i’ll be more active during summer </3

ahhh i’m still mind blown this was so nice. thank u so so much !!!! this put the biggest smile on my face ill never forget ur words <3

[cyncerity]

HAPPY 3 YEARS TO THIS BLOG!! 🎉💕🫶

i’m so happy i’ve been a part of this little community for as long as i have. everyone is super nice and inspiring and unbelievably talented, and im so glad to be posting content with people like y’all.

it’s absurd to think i’ve been doing this for 3 years and that i almost have 800 people here seeing it, but the love and support i’ve received over these years has been incredible. given that this is such a small community and i’ve either spoken with most of you or have at the very least interacted with your content, i feel confident in saying that every single person here is incredible in their own right and truly are the reason i stay here. you guys are genuinely the best, even if i forget to answer your asks or sometimes leave you on read for a while (i do that with everyone i’m so sorry) i mean it when i say that i do consider a good portion of you my friends. even if it���s been a while since we messaged or talked, you’re all awesome. and if i don’t know you personally, please feel free to message me! i love making friends, especially in a community like this that has time and time again proven to have some of the genuinely nicest people on the internet <3

i love writing and drawing and i’m not leaving here for a long while yet. the asks i’ve received saying that i inspired people to write, draw, or post are some of the nicest things i’ve ever received, and i truly mean it from the bottom of my heart when i say that those have changed my life. the self confidence and love for my craft that i’ve gained from being here is immeasurable, and that’s thanks to all of you, whether you’ve been here for years or are new to this blog.

given that this is an anniversary thing, i wanna thank @bittydragon, @baka-monarch, @wendy130, @darkeninganon, and @awesome-slime-lover for introducing me to this community. i was stalking their blogs on google far before i had an account here, and i only made an account so i could send them fanart, so you have them to thank for dragging me here lmao

i also wanna tag @plant-gt-thought-box, @kayla-crazy-stuffs, @blurrybunnie, @apersonstories, @funtimemoth, @mysticalblue09, @corysmiles, @pixy-stix-art, + some others who are not on tumblr anymore for being friends with me and actually being some of the kindest and funniest motherfuckers. Ik i haven’t spoken to some of you in forever, and i hope this isn’t coming off as parasocial, but you guys are awesome and i wish you nothing but the best (and if you wanna message more or get on vc again some time please lmk cause i am a social wuss)

and if i’m gonna list people i might as well tag the people who even if i don’t know as well, are all super talented and leave me marveling at everything they post on here (whether or not you post mcyt g/t anymore, you’re all still incredible creators who make me want to improve my own work): @eyes-eye-eyes (my /p wife <3), @wren-writes68, @jkknight98, @arc852, @brick-a-doodle-do, @oh-i-need-a-name, @quotemenevervore, @melissa-s23, @i-am-beckyu, @random-tinies, @archaxwii, @itty-bitty-rainbow, @goosedawn, @beansthough, @make-a-memory, @aslitheryprinx, @avengerofsquids, @thatoneteadrinker666, @shushiyuii, @x-pair-o-dice-x, @jammanthejam, @trouble-off-grid, @lunar-but-little, @frickfrackiwastakingabath, @chequered-career, @bio-nerds-corner, @dingbatnix, @cottoncandythetrashpanda, @sprite-addicted-artist, @colossal-red, @sheena-yuet, @quackxolotl, @local-squishmallow, @nobodywritingao3, @deity-of-keys, @astraymetronome, @a-xyz-s, and tumblr has now told me that i’ve hit the max of 50 mentions so i will have to reblog this with the rest of you (crazy to think that there’s that many of y’all but i really do want to shout out everyone) (also if you’re one of these blogs that doesn’t post mcyt anymore and don’t want yourself associated with it, just lmk and i will remove your tag from my list, just know that your previous work in this community was admired and appreciated <3)

also can’t forget the anons and the followers that aren’t outwardly a part of this community (don’t have g/t blogs, don’t have mcyt blogs, or just don’t post in general). i’m lucky enough that i’ve never received hate from an anon before, everything you guys have ever sent is so nice and you also have great ideas! I am so sorry if it takes me forever to share those ideas publicly, but know that each of you are appreciated. and for my followers, i truly wouldn’t be anywhere without you guys, so thank you for supporting me <3

anyway, i might be getting over sentimental about all this, but 3 years is a long time, and over that time i’ve grown very attached to this little group of creators and i just wanted to let you know how loved and appreciated you are

💕💖🫶💕✨

[zeorigir]

Hello Sin, I hope you are having a good afternoon or evening. Sorry for the inconvenience.

I love your webtoon, Mutals in Contracts is without a doubt one of my favourite comics. I enjoy it so much, it always makes me happy, o makes my suffer with yout characters, they are so special to me that I can't but love them.

The relationship of Ari and Edwyn makes me so warm, it hurts me see how they are right now, but I understand it is for the best, and they just need time and talk. I just look forward to read them and see them develop.

Ari, Edwynn, Edmund, Lilly, they all are so special to me, I'm so invested. I love your work, it is amazing. Your writing, your art, your comedy, I just love it so much. I'm grateful to that TikTok that introduced me to your series.

Sorry for the long wordy, but I didn't want to talk to you or ask you anything without first explaining how special your work is to me. I don't usually write things like this, so sorry if it sounds weird or anything like that.

I'm working on making a little gift for my partner, they are very special to me, and I think one of the reasons why I like and am interested in Ari so much is that them reminds me a lot of my partner. So, I was trying to make a little summary of them and make like a PowerPoint. Not only Ari, but also some other characters that they remind me of.

While doing so, I realized that I don't remember, or don't know, Ari's last name. I know that with everything that happened with his family, they probably doesn't want to use that last name, but I was wondering which one they would be using now. No answer is necessary, but I was a little curious, and I didn't know if it was mentioned in the webtoon and I didn't remember, but I plucked up my courage and took the opportunity to ask you the question.

I've been using Tumblr for a while, but it never occurred to me to look you up. I didn't know if you had an account, but I imagined you probably did, seeing the various references to Tumblr posts in your extras.

Sorry for the long, unnecessary rant, and for my poor English. I hope your day goes well.

Hello hello Anon !! First of all, THANK YOU SO MUCH AA

This is one of the sweetest paragraphs i've ever got, you have no idea this made my day even brighter. I'm glad that my story, Edwyn and Ari even managed to be loved and adored and you're one of them! once again from the bottom of my heart thank you!

I hope you and your partner are having the greatest day and doing well (I hope they like the powerpoint you made for them too!)

and as for Ari's name, they actually like their old full name, what they don't like is the nickname from their parents. but other than that i've stated once in my Instagram that Ari used to be called Histo for strangers (but eventually uses Ari more).

one of the panel that they're fine calling themselves with their full name

I hope that helps your answer :D

Anyways thank you again, for loving my works, stay tune for the next episode i swear im working on it !! ToT also dont worry for long paragraphs!! i like reading em :)

[pleaseeeimjustagirl]

♡Dear Diary♡

Heyyy girliesss I hope this past week was amazing for you and you accomplished alot of things<3333

♡Education♡

I start the summer semester this week and I am excited to get those credits so I can graduate right on time. The class definitely seems boring it is accounting but I decided to take what o feel is best for me. It is only three weeks so I’ll be able to push through thankfully<333

♡Mental♡

I took time this past week to push myself to get into a summer routine. I was kind of confused after the semester ended about how to get my life reorganized and fill my time with fun things and I figured it out. I have organized my week and schedule for the summer and I have 2 weeks’ worth of meet-ups and outings planned I’m super exciteddd<333

♡Physical♡

This week I noticed myself falling into bad habits that I used to do regarding food and diet and I had to call myself out and push myself to not fall back into restrictive eating and wanting to drop weight fast. I want to enjoy losing weight being able to eat what I want and doing enjoyable forms of exercise. I had to redirect my focus and I’m proud of myself for that. I restarted the pilates x weights challenge I was doing. I realized this week that I might not be into weightlifting as much as I thought I was and I didn’t want to force myself to continue to do it. But I realized I enjoyed weighted pilates I’m happy that I’m learning myself and bettering my relationship with food and movement. I will be dropping a blog post on how to improve your relationship with food and movement<3333

♡Hobbies♡

I started weighted pilates again this week and I am so happy I feel so great and happy. Exercise helps make us feel more confident and improves mental health not just physical health. I plan on going to a perfume-making class this week and I am so excitedddd. This summer I told myself I wanted to spend alone time with myself once a week on a solo date in the city. Forcing myself to go out alone is important so I can learn more about myself and the things I like. So im exciteddd and can’t wait to let you girlies know how these solo dates go<3333

Have an amazing week my lovessss and continue to affirm yourself, push yourself, and enjoy yourself you are right where you need to be in life right now and you should enjoy every bit of It love youuu girliesss<33333

[deadpool15]

Ch.2 To be loved

Seeing him was the highlight of my day. I remembered when I was nothing but an orphan, though I can't remember my biological parents. I sometimes like to think they died. It was the best way for me when I was just a kid. To accept the fact that even the ones who gave you life viewed as nothing but a mistake was difficult. My mother viewed her destiny as saving her country, getting rid of the drugs that were taking lives. In my opinion, people died all the time. Life was hard. We have no idea what someone is going through until they are pushed to the end. She would never understand that struggle. That pain. When I heard it was si-o behind all this, I had to know why. People have reasons, I had to be the one to see the good in him. Even if no one else could. I was falling in love, love makes you do dumb things.

Whether I was dumb or hopeless, I wanted to know him. Not the version he showed to the public, the fake smiles meant nothing to me. I wanted to see him truly smile, to be happy. I happened to be at one of my mothers many chain restaurants. And to my luck sitting there was the man I had hoped for, now I hadn't prepared myself to speak to him and I realized that when he had made eye contact with me. Stern, serious glare like he knew I was watching him. Talking to people wasn't necessarily the issue. I talked my way out of parking tickets, jail, and even school punishments as a child. I was a smooth talker, one thing I developed from my mom. Though he made me nervous, my hands were sweating, and I had the urge to convert into oxygen. I wanted to cry because as much as I hated to admit it, his opinion of me meant a lot. One accidental interaction, and I was hooked. He knew me as Tseg tseg rich spoiled friend. I wanted him to see me. It already pissed me off that he had eyes for my sister. She took everything from me without even fucking trying. I had to man up and fight for what I wanted.

"Hello sir, you probably don't know me, but my name is Danny. We kinda met before when I bumped into you at your company." He smiled though I could tell it was fake, after years of faking happiness myself. I knew a fake smile from a mile away. "Right, your Tseg's little friend, correct?" Irritation couldn't even be used as the word for what I felt in that moment, I wanted him to see me. "Technically, that's how we met, though I just wanted to say something t-to you. Please." I stood up drawing attention to myself truly not what I needed right now, but I had to tell him before anything else happened. My anxiety was through the roof, I wanted to crawl into a hole and die right then and there standing under his intimidating stare. I had to do this, though. He was the first person I felt genuine feelings for, and I didn't even know him personally. The effect he had on me was outrageous.

"I wanted to go out with you. I want to get to know you, and I know I'm not korean, and your parents may have an issue with that, but I mean Nationality vise I am. Everyone thinks I'm just this spoiled rich assshole, but i im not, and i want to show you that there is more to me than my money or parents' money. I have korean parents, so that counts, I'm well accounted for, and I have seen you before, and you're all I think about no matter what. I try to get my mind off of you, and my brain proceeds to show different connections to you. And if you p-plan to reject me, just sit here and silence, and I won't ever bother you again. Well, I hope so, I can try." He was astonished but my speech. Everyone had turned their attention towards us and started clapping. I hadn't even noticed at first. I couldn't handle rejection, especially not by him. I wanted to be with him, breathe in his scent, and help him with anything. Live a life with him. Silence was what I got, and I took the message. I had embarrassed him and myself.

Suddenly, walking out, trying to hold back tears, I was 5 years old me again. I'm sitting at my dance recital waiting for my mommy. She promised she would come today since I told her how much this meant to me. Sitting there for the next 4 hours in nothing but silence was the worst feeling a child could feel. The competition was over, I didn't even dance, missing a chance to get picked for a major academy. I saw dad pull up. Why did she hate me so much. "Honey, you didn't tell me you had a competition today, and I found the scouts there as well. I would've shown up, baby." I stared at him. I was a daddy's girl simply because my mother broke my heart before I could ever feel love from her. "I didn't tell you because I told Mommy. I wanted her to come watch me this time. To surprise her with my skills." Just glancing at him, I knew that look, the look of a father who was afraid to break their already broken child. I snapped out of it when I felt someone shaking my shoulders. Looking up, it was him. "I've been calling you for 20 minutes. You almost got hit by that truck. Are you even paying attention?" I stared at him, I didn't know what to say, would he care enough to hear. "You ran out before I could say anything. Scared? You're very pretty. And bold. I've never had someone confess their love for me in a public area at that. I admire that, while I don't really know you, I would like to get to know you. Experience something."

I was so happy at that moment that I completely ignored the world around me. I jumped onto him. He was startled at first but caught me with ease. I leaned back and cupped his face, pecking his cheek, and for that first time, I saw a genuine smile. A real surprise for me, I enjoyed it. "You look beautiful when you smile, like a hidden jem only made for the luckiest humans to gaze at." He stared at me, blushing. From that moment, we slowly got to know each other, getting closer day and night. Developing an unbreakable bond. I didn't care he was a so-called criminal. When I was with him, none of that mattered. I never asked about his business, letting him know if he wanted to tell me he could. I kept this from my family, I knew they would never approve of what we had, especially my mother. She didn't give a shit about me, but in a situation like this, she saw him as an enemy.

We sat at a Korean BBQ shop. It was simply nice to spend time at a place with no worries. "I could've taken you someone nicer, you know." I placed some meat on the grill what grabbing a piece and putting it in front of his mouth. He smiled and opened his mouth to eat it. "Is it good? And you know I don't care about expensive restaurants. I've been to enough in my lifetime. I just want to be with you. To be honest, you could've gotten fried chicken and took to me the beach to eat. It's the thought that counts, babe." He smiled at me, I smiled back until I realized the petname I gave him immediately going to apologize. "It's fine, I actually like it. Babe." Blushing, I gave him more meat. We talked about our days, he was stressed and I wanted to help. Thought he said I shouldn't stress myself. We finished eating and literally had a full-on battle over who would pay the bill. I won, "Maybe I'll let you pay next time." He laughed, grabbing my hand and walking out of the shop. While pda was no foreign concept to me, it still made me feel like it was the first interaction between us each time it happened. "Come home with me, please." I stared at him in shock. He had never asked me this. I had no experience in relationships, but usually, that leads to other things. I didn't know what was gonna happen, but I trusted him.

We showed up to his home. He told me to wash up for the night. I happily got in the shower to think I was happy. A foreign feeling. My shower lasted well over 30 minutes, I looked down and saw a towel and a button-up shirt. Luckily, I always kept a spare thong with me. Putting on the clothes, I walked out of the bathroom to find him already washed up and laying in bed. A blue robe and pajama pants on while he was on the phone. I walked out of the room to got place my clothes in the hamper, then grabbed a glass of water. I was drinking it while examining the home I had never been inside. Eventually, I walked back towards the room where he was done with his phone call. And looked up with a dropped jaw. I smiled at his antics. "You're still so pretty. With and without the makeup. Come here." Walking slowly towards his bed, he gestured for me to move closer. I crawled to him, and apparently, it wasn't close enough because he picked me up and placed me on his lap while holding my hips. I felt nervous. He noticed squeezing my hips with his larm hands.

I grabbed one of his hands, placing them in mine. Comparing the size and then kissing his palms, I looked up at him to see a bright smile. "I'm not tired yet." I told him it usually took me a while to go to sleep. I was just always up. He nodded and pulled me closer in a hug. Affection from si-o was always the best. I could tell he wasn't the most affectionate person, so I didn't push him. Though I craved his touch, I craved everything about him. Looking out the window, I saw the stars. "This reminds me of when my mom took me and my siblings camping once. It was weird, though it was fun." I continued to look at the stars until he spoke up. "You don't talk about your mother much. Actually, you don't talk about her at all. For a second, I thought she had passed." I was shocked by the thought of my mothers absence. Sure, I never spoke about her because there weren't any good memories, to be honest. "It's fine if you don't want to speak about it." I looked at his face full of concern he was so patient with me, but I wanted him to know and trust me like I did him. "It's ok, it's just.....there isn't much to talk about, you know. She was there but not there. She was always focused on my older sister. She was the amazing daughter who could do no wrong. And I was simply the girl that lived in her house, or that's what it felt like. Sometimes, it felt like I didn't have a mom to begin with. To think I used to pray to have a mother that would be there for me. Then my sister went missing, and as much as I hate to say it, I was happy, for once I though she would pay attention to me, realizing she had two daughters but it only got worse. I was just there, and I hated myself for the fact that I was happy my sister was gone. I've always been jealous of her she is better in every way. That's so evil of me, but I was so fucking lonely. She is such a good person, and makes friends so easily and everyone likes her but me they look down on me. I'm nothing more then a spoiled bitch using her parents credit card to fill the void."

Before I noticed, I was full on sobbing in front of him. I broke down, secrets I've never told anyone in my life. I was afraid of what the world would think of me. He grabbed my shaking hands, kissing them slowly, whining, moving up to wipe my tears. "Your feelings are normal baby, you went your entire life playing second place because your mother is a terrible mother, no offense. A bit of a bitch you know. No secret there since she is Hwang Geum Joo." Hearing that part made me laugh. Until I sat there shocked he knew of my parent. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." It was all I could say at the moment. He looked at me and pressed against my cheeks, letting me know it was ok. And he underdtood the urge to protect her even if she wanst good to me. Or cared for me, it seems."You are so amazing and kind and beautiful. She isn't better than you at all. I wish you could see the way I see you. You have lightened up my world as a whole. I was nothing but a cold, damaged asshole when I met you, then I realized no matter how my life pushes and kicks your ass its your choice to get back up. To keep going, you taught me that baby. All the drug business and shady stuff I do, you don't judge me at all. Sitting by my side supporting me no matter what I choose to do. When I was an orphan and Pavel took me in, trained me to become the person I am today, hit after hit. Missed meal after another, I prayed for a better life. You have provided that life." Hearing those words, my heart was swelled. I felt nothing but love for the first time someone chose me, loves me. I wasn't an option. I was a need. "I'm so glad you chose me or tseg." Hearing that, he laughing pulling me closer if that was possible. "I never liked tseg baby, she is a worker at my company that'd all. If anything, I had my eyes on you since you walked into the building." Similing in pure joy, I leaped forward, causing a groan to come of his mouth. Scared I hurt him, I tried to get up until he forced my hips back down. It was then I realized I hadn't hurt him. In fact, the moment u felt something hard poking me thigh, I blushed.

"How in the world did you get hard, sir?" He simply smiled at my words, moving me forward to the point where I was sitting directly on top of his hard on. My core pushed further into it slowly until he began grinding me against him. I couldn't help but moan. It all felt too good. "Have you seen my beautiful girlfriend sitting right on top of me in nothing but my shirt? If anything, it was difficult not to." Moans slipped from my mouth before I could let out a sarcastic response. Finally, I said the words I had been so afraid to ever tell anyone. "I love y-you." Hearing this, he sped up my hips against his, leaning in to capture my lips into a kiss. "I love you more, baby." We continued until we were left naked and bare before each other, and all the insecurities, abandonment issues, and pain left my mind. Leaving nothing but si-o. The night was a night to remember.

Stay tuned for chapter 3.

[toxifoxx]

By the time you are reading this, it may be the first day of April, April Fools. Now, I’m not really one for the pranks and all, but I do want to make this day rather interesting — because this is the day, one year ago, we had become friends. Tumblr had released the boop-o-meter feature for everyone to “boop” one another by clicking the “boop” button on each blog that participated; that’s how I had found you.

I had clicked your account by genuine accident while trying to get all three badges for participating in the event. I hadn’t logged in until 20:00 PM, CDT. That meant I only had four consecutive hours before it would end. And that’s how we clicked. In fun chivalry, we attacked each other in mass numbers of notions in pop ups say we had been booped by the other. I had stayed up all night fighting who I thought was a total stranger just to gain some useless decoration. I sure don’t regret it.

After that, we had started chatting and scrolling through our blogs in discussions about William Afton. While my view of him is certainly skewed by illustrations by my own brain to create a version of him that would then be a substitute to a father; one that I wished I had back then. You alone had helped me see a close-enough interpretation that I could actually fall in love with AND helped me create an interpretation that I could agree with that was actually the character and not an OC. (Apart from @ peariandpine ’s “His Empire of Dirt” and “The Depravity of What You Did.” Very immaculate and good reads!)

Over the past 365 days, we had connected with each other in the way I never imagined would occur. You’ve always been so true and honest and I really do appreciate you not just as someone I follow for their work, but as a friend. To me, being a friend is such a privilege that I’ve been given that I’m honestly quite afraid to screw things up. While I do have my flaws, I’m just grateful that you’ve been able to see past the bad and ugly sides that are, well, me. :]

I guess what I’m trying to say is; thank you. Thank you forward letting me into your space and providing your graces. Cheers to a memorable year and future together as mutuals.

With Love and Sincerity,

@ cainynism

P.S.,

UYAYY !!

AUAUUAUUUUGHGHHHHHHH 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 THIS WAS SUCH A LOVELY ASK TO SEE POP UP IN MY INBOX... U R TRULY SO NICEYS AND KIND TO ME... thank you too!! im quite happy to be your friend, and im glad i could share so many things with you! im also glad to have influenced your interpretation of william... doing my part in this world... spreading the weem truth 😌 you must know i think you are VERY COOL!!! i count myself lucky to be friends with such an awesome person :3 its funny how great friendships can come from the most random of places, but i wouldnt have it any other way ☺

[msallurea]

"Dear y/n,

Excuse me your royal hotness, I am sorry to interrupt your precious time I know im very well unworthy of even being in the mere atmosphere of you but did you know that you have been causing uncontrollable havoc across the world? Like seriously it has truly gotten out of hand! Do you not remember? You posted one photo of you in a simple, black, hourglass silhouette, Thierry Mugler 90s theme, ankle length, vixen dress with beautiful Swarovski diamonds jewelry pieces, YOU PRACTICALLY BLINDED ANYONE WHO SAW YOUR PHOTO BECAUSE OF THOSE JEWELS?! Along with a pair of rare collection black Versace 7 inch heels. I mean come on exactly how much of "broke people should never laugh" are you trying to scream in people's faces here. Has it still not rung a bell?? Seriously, your long, glossy, silky fluffy curls shimmered and glistened in the sun you practically out shined the sun I mean how it that even possible? Your sex appeal quite literally broke the 5th 6th and 7th dimension. I really do hate to be the bearer of bad news but you need to get it together. I have been receiving multiple complaints from husband's wives, they've been too intimidated by your beauty they've had to create fake accounts as guys just to see why there husband is so obsessed with you and end up falling in love themselves, onlyfans has literally went nonexistent since you posted you are the only remedy to this worlds sexual satisfaction, gay people question their sexuality because of you there confused how someone could be so hot, even the most loyalist of men are considering cheating on there s/o because of you, traffic has been hectic cars are crashing everywhere and guess who just happened to walk by..exactly! Calling you beautiful is an understatement, you are astonishing, so poise, so sirenic, so luminescent, you're nostalgia personified, even scientist can't comprehend the complexity of your beauty it's astounding your the one philosophy they just can't explain and its annoying to them. If you have any care at all because by this point you probably believe I'm complimenting you and your batting your fluffy butterfly lashes and eyes sparkling like the moon while you laugh and your sickeningly cute warm smile just reading..thinking of it right now sends purple and pink butterflies in my stomach. Please y/n, if you'd care enough please stop being so hot I beg of you, I'm ready to risk it all with my own wife if you reply back to my letter I have kids and have a happy home but..none of it compares to having you even if it's just for a second please quit toturing us y/n I beg of you."

-Sincerly, your fan

[yuseirra]

sending on anon cus shy but hi! i keep having to scroll past your oshi no ko posts cus ough i hadnt picked it up yet but seeing it all made me really want to pick it up and!!! i did! now i am staring at your theory posts now that im caught up to 159. staring so politely. ty for making me want to read it :>

Hello anon!/// OH MY GOSH... YOU PICKED UP, AND READ THE ENTIRE WORK BECAUSE OF ME?? I don't know what to say..; I hope you enjoyed/am enjoying the ride! I would recommend it.. but I'd recommend this piece after it reaches its completion. I always find it a bit hard to recommend a series I don't fully know.. Well, it's reached its final arc.. maybe it could be great timing to get into it, you can anticipate new things coming with enthusiasm!! That's a unique experience only an ongoing series can offer...

You can always filter tags and posts in your tumblr settings. It's at the Settings tab-> Account-> Content you see: Filtered tags/Filtered post content. That covers up the respective posts, and you can just click on it to view it if you wish to. It works very well for me! :) Sorry for the trouble, I really can't shut up about it lately, can I? It's because there are a lot of things still unresolved o<-< I feel a bit embarrassed but I hope what I could offer are worth a read, even a little!

I always tag my posts as spoilers if they are one, and also tag onk posts by the name of the series etc...ahg.. it's really embarrassing..

it does make me happy that what I've been making's made someone to try an entire series out!/// Since you're with me together~~ welcome aboard! Let's enjoy this series together! See you around and I hope you have fun!!

[80slovemail]

the only romantic f/o of yours that i know is Leon! pls tell me about any of the other ones. doesn't matter what, just whatever you want to talk abt rn :3

YEAAAHAHAHHH LEON!1!1 I LOVE HIM A LOT even if i don't ship myself with him (directly at least) i prefer to live vicariously through the oc i ship with him because they are so canon in my brain... hashtag cyeon 4 ever...i need to post about them more

ANYHOW!11!! MY other guys i love them so much omgomgommgomg (⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)

the f/o ive had for the longest is PROBABLY J.D. from Heathers 1!1!1! god, my man. he's a little fucked up it's okay i love him still

hes actually what inspired me to make this account :33 ive been very passionate about him for AWHILE and when i learned what selfshipping was and that there was a community for it i was perpetually jumping for joy

i don't know how many times ive sighed wistfully and went "i wish jason dean from the hit 1989 film Heathers was my boyfriend..." well guess what little me

i associate him with a lot of nine inch nails songs.....i just wanted to say that i really like nine inch nails.

I ALSO UH HEADCANON HIM AS GOTH (mostly just the music and not always the fashion) BECAUSE IM GOTH AND HIM BEING GOTH ALSO MAKES ME VERY HAPPY

i would like to think he's a bauhaus fan and perchance joy division

also, fun fact, he is a very well known man in my household because i. Cannot shut up about him or his actor or the movie. he is never referred to by name, but instead Him, and everyone knows who we are speaking about

Ugh i love hism i lvoe himi love him im actually giving him a big smooch on the cheek plesse trust me he's right here right now i love him so much and he loves me UAGAHHH!1!1!1

unmuhm if i can think of any headca nons or facts i would put them here but I'm blanking so thank you for allowing me to gush and distract myself.. Here is a digital journal page i did whilst imagining i was a lovesick teenager in the 80s

oh wait headcanon that I've had forever he knows like a lot about history and wars and stuff and is just filled with odd war facts and stuff and we actually meet in APUSH not clickbait we study for exams together

hes literally the nerd emoji like "did you know–" nono i didn't please keep talking about your weird battle strategies gorgeous...

i think everyone should watch Heathers but imagine that im the one kissing him instead of veronica and we actually roast marshmallows at the end of the movie and it's really nice

[m1lkt00th]

this might sound crazy but hi!! it’s been years since i last saw you related stuff i can’t believe i encountered your account on tumblr of all places :p

my memory is so vague, i don’t even remember what i went by at the time… but i was involved with flarps :O

i moved accounts and lost contact with you and the other owner (i don’t know what they go by now)

we live in a small world and use a small web, don’t we?

anyways your art is really cool 👍👍👍 have a nice day

best regards(?? or whatever is polite)

- the purrkies guy if you remember it

i do remember you !! it really has been a while :] and it really is a small world

i mention flarps almost everywhere i go and to almost anyone i meet. i do miss the old times of world-building and character creation. it wasnt always great (with what was going on at the time) but it was still super fun and im happy to have experienced it. im glad youre doing well in all honesty!

and the other flarp leader is still around, yes [ @sunvirus !!! ]

i hope you see this answer honestly. i was so shocked when i got this ask and that you recognized me at all

a lot has changed and im sure we've all grown up since then :3