#hypocritical ass... ugh...

[iqxatlantic]

tweaking out (physically and mentally) because that one girl makes it so darn difficult to be a girls girl 💔💔 like dawg we're literally grown ass people can we be mature...

[faceglitchsworld]

Joaquin Phoenix who? I only know Yeo Hwanwoong

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[sometimesidrawerr]

Idea from tenth grader, don't go on the maths and tech profile in high school only because 'it's gonna pay well' and 'you're good at math'

Or if you do keep the pressure as low as possible

Please

(edit did I just go on a small tag rant lol)

[krash-8]

this girl in front of me won’t stop humming and i don’t wanna ask her to cuz i think it’s a neurodivergent thing but i swear if she doesn’t stop on her own my neurodivergent thing is about to be killing

[lokiinmediasideblog]

Taking advantage of my shadowbanned status (given that I am not followed by this blog and I've blocked them) to be petty and state that I am such a cranky bitch over very niche thor fanart that looks at me the wrong way. I hated how their pinned post Thor looked at me. To the point I'd have to reign in my temper before reblogging posts or replying, and be amicable. (I know I have issues, ok? I get so mad over eye contact lol). And they were followed by a blog I refer to as "bloated Power Puff Girl Thor", whose art they constantly reblogged and I fucking hated (I blocked PPG Thor yay! I am proud of myself).

[theoddest1]

Hey, isn't it so..."Great" that Viv is out here liking posts that clearly find moments where Angel is being sexual with his rapist "Hot" How much more telling can this all get, right? We really sit here, having to explain how fucked up it is to take SA, try to tackle it "seriously" but then proceed to not even do it for that reason. Only for it to be for angst and goon material. How do you expect me to SIT HERE and take whatever Viv has to offer seriously? The number of people I have seen trying to justify this gross behavior is abysmal. If you have this kink or whatever, fine not like I can stop you, be into that shit somewhere else, but DO NOT try and TACKLE IT only for it to be not even seen as serious or as a way for you to get off to your sick fantasies.

Why the hell would you like this? "Angel with his abusive rapist boss😝, so hot guys! Can'tstop thinking about it!"

What good reason would Viv have in liking this post? Why do over 4k people find a post like this neat? "Oh they're fictional, it's gucci, stop bitching" wouldn't need to bitch if people didn't outright sexualize moments meant to tackle an irl fucking problem.

By the way, this person ships Angel and Valentino together. Their pinned tweet is legit sexual Val and Angel art. I wouldn't recommend attacking them regardless if you disagree with their ships and what they deem...ugh "hot."

Fair warning to I WILL be showing some of their arts and reblogs as evidence, so if you are not into that sort of thing (anything NSFW), I highly recommend scrolling past my post or past this section of it.

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I'm pretty sure Viv actively searches for this sort of thing on Twitter, like it's PAINFULLY obvious that she does. How you just so happen to like a post clear af lusting for this abusive relationship YOU CLAIMED to take seriously that ALSO happens to be from an account that ships the abuser with the victim? Gtfo with your two-faced shit, just say your find this hot instead of lying your absolute ass off. The audacity for some fans to go after one group of people for liking questionable stuff only to let other questionable things slide. Like homie, you can let rape slide, but draw the line for any other questionable thing? How's about you have that energy for EVERYTHING with your hypocritical asses. Ion wanna hear y'all stank ass make callouts if you're okay with a rapist being shipped with someone he actively harms in various ways.

And Viv

You say this entire sequence is meant to be uncomfortable, meant to not sugar-coat how awful this situation is, and supposedly have people who are victims/survivors themselves, yet here you are liking posts from people who do anything but take it seriously and even sexualize it. That's absolutely insane to me. And reminds me how you were drooling over some pins that glamorize the abuse Angel and supposedly Husk goes through, you know, the same character that COMPARED his abuse with Angel's.

Ah yes, let's downplay how horrible Angel's situation is further, shall we? Let's especially do it after adamantly arguing with other SA survivors who "haven't seen the episode yet" and need to shut up or don't watch 😃. Let's ignore the fact that Husk and Angel's situations STILL aren't comparable but it's still very odd to have pins on TWO situations taken seriously in the show. So do you actually view the situations seriously or not Viv???

God she's....actually fucking stupid and horrid.

[budbuddnbuddy]

Little obey me headcanons (pt2)

(Pt3)

A/n: Some more of headcaons and world building for y’all to enjoy, NSFW is included. Also some full fics are in the works rn so enjoy.

I can’t remember who exactly said it but there was this headcaon that Lucifer was always a bit horny for you and I fully agree with that. HOWEVER, he only really gives bedroom eyes when either: A. He’s been working at his desk for fucking 20 hours sometimes even days. or B. You haven’t been in the Devildom in over 3 months. His eyes are already super pretty, but he’ll flutter his long eyelashes at you, get super close, touch up all over your arm and shit. That kinda stuff.

Amsodeus definitely has piercings, specifically on his nipples, bellybutton, and tongue. Mammon would get nipple piercings if he wasn’t such a pussy.

I feel like this is already canon due to the manga but Mammon has a great ass, like a really great ass-

One time you and Lucifer got into an argument and you tried to be the bigger person by leaving the room and trying to cool off but he mistook it as an act of defeat and…

“MC, you need to get more sleep. I always keep on telling you this why don’t you ever listen to me?”

“I literally only pulled 2 all nighters! You’ve been locked up in your room for the past 2 weeks! Do you understand how hypocritical you sound right now?”

“That’s different, I’m a demon. You’re just a human MC.”

“Y’know what? Whatever.”

“That’s what I thoug-“

And then just picture MC whipping around and giving Lucifer the one of the hardest slaps they can muster. He wasn’t even mad about just in shock.

Personally, I think Solomon has the prettiest blush out of everyone. Maybe it’s because his skin is so pale and his blush is so pink and he gets so shy and bashful and UGH HES SO PRETTY 😭

Simeon is a milf, no I will not explain.

Part of me just cannot accept that Luke is canonically over 4’11, I think he’s just a tad bit shorter then that, maybe 4’9 and a half.

I feel like Barbatos has a negative cantal tilt, or just has sleepily drowsy like eyes.

RAD is actually 6 stories tall, there are 3 gyms , 2 courtyards one on the roof (the one we see the most) and then the one on the first floor, and over 700 classrooms. Lucifer, Diavolo, and Barbatos. Are the only ones out of everyone who don’t attend classes but rather manage everything that happens within RAD and out.

[damnfandomproblems]

Fandom Problem #5965:

Call-outs have serious priority problems.

Like... That woman literally stalked and harassed somebody for years and y'all are going after the way she draws??? Tf kind of logic is that? What's next? You're going to shame a serial killer for their fashion sense and not the fact that they... I dunno... Killed people?!

Same goes for popular franchises with creators that turned out to be bad people. I feel like some bring in the quality of the creators work even if it has absolutely nothing to do with what the creator has done or said.

And the former fans who now act like they're above their work? Ugh, please. It's one thing to criticize someone you used to appreciate, but it's another thing to be a fucking liar acting like you were never among those "lowley fans" when you absolutely were, you goddamn hypocrite.

And to all the people who didn't like the things in the first place and are waltzing around acting morally superior for not ever enjoying the thing... Please do the world a favor and shut the hell up. You are not unique, I can assure you that you were not the only one who didn't like whatever you're whining about. Take that "not like other girls/boys" attitude and shove it up your ass, because it's helping absolutely no one. Plus, not only does your gloating make you look like a smug douchebag, it makes you look fake and performative as hell. Bc it makes you seem like you don't truly care about the terrible things the creator has said or done at all, or the societal issues that can sprout from that. All you care about is looking "cool" in front of others and dunking on something you dislike even if it's not entirely relevant to the conversation.

TL:DR... Some creators turn out to be assholes and we should absolutely call that out when it happens. BUUUTTT people really need to learn to focus on what's really important and not on petty, pointless shit like that person's drawing/writing quality or bullying fans that did/still enjoy their work. Because I'd much rather people jail a serial killer for taking innocent lives and not because of what clothes they wear.

[astran4you]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ lee felix x male reader

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ idol!bottom!felix x boyfriend!top!reader

** ༉‧₊˚✧↳ smut, oneshot

warnings: felix is shorter than reader, blowjob, cum swallowing, semi public sex, unprotected sex, brief mention of fingering, minimal aftercare, binchan mention, hyunjin interrupts them briefly, i probably missed a few things

M/n loved watching Felix perform, it was one of his favorite things to do. He was such an amazing dancer and of course that deep voice made M/n a little dizzy. Thank God he was allowed to hang out backstage as long as he wasn’t in the way because he would have killed to be able to watch Felix like this.

It was so funny the way Felix could look so badass and make the fans melt with one look on stage but M/n could make him fall apart with a brush of his fingers in private. A thought appeared in the back of his mind as the boys started finishing up their set. Damn why did those stylists always have to do such a good job when dressing his boyfriend, it was driving him a little nuts and there was nothing he could do about it. M/n zoned back in when he realized the group was coming offstage.

M/n waited patiently for Felix as all the other members walked backstage chatting together. The shorter blond came off last and he immediately jumped into M/n’s arms after handing his mic to a crew member. M/n wrapped his hands around his waist, squeezing tightly as he pressed kisses into Felix’s hair. It smelled like strawberries and M/n knew he must have used his favorite shampoo on purpose this morning.

“Hi love,” M/n whispered, tipping Felix’s face up by his chin to kiss him on the lips.

“Someone’s happy to see me huh?” Felix grinned mischievously as he let his fingers travel farther down M/n’s body, grazing over his half hard dick. The taller boy felt his cheeks warm and he looked away in embarrassment. Felix chuckled and pulled M/n closer by the belt loops on his jeans knowing that it turned him on. “We can go to my dressing room for a bit,” he whispered, watching how M/n shivered at his words.

Felix looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them. He caught Bangchan’s eye and he only waved a hand, knowing he’d be a hypocrite if he discouraged them since he and Changbin fucked in a supply closet at the last concert. M/n took his boyfriend’s hand and let him lead him to his secluded dressing room.

“How’d you get a room in this quiet corner?” M/n asked.

“I can be pretty persistent. Maybe I was hoping to get fucked after the concert today,” Felix smiled innocently.

M/n raised his eyebrows and slipped his hands into the back pockets of Felix’s pants. “Were you now?” he said more quietly. Felix nodded quickly, kissing M/n’s jaw to prove his point. M/n moved his hands and placed them under Felix’s ass, lifting him easily. His legs wrapped around M/n’s waist and they looked into each other’s eyes. Felix stroked M/n’s cheek, leaning down slightly to capture his lips in a kiss that would never fail to create butterflies in their stomachs.

The kiss deepened, M/n’s tongue exploring Felix’s mouth and one of his hands going up his shirt while the other kept Felix supported. His head tipped back and he let out a breathy moan as M/n sucked on the sensitive spot between his neck and shoulder.

M/n gently laid Felix down on the couch in the room, kissing down his chest as he unbuttoned his shirt. Felix started to unbuckle his belt when he heard a knock. “Oh shit,” the blond whispered. “Get behind the door and don’t make a sound.”

“Fix your belt prince,” M/n said before moving out of view of the doorway. Felix fiddled with the thing around his waist and rushed to open the door.

“Hyunjin. Hi,” he said breathlessly.

“Minho said to tell you that you forgot to drop off your mic,” Hyunjin said, arms crossed against his chest.

Felix frowned and messed with the buttons on his shirt. “But I did. I handed it to Eunho.”

“Ugh, okay. He must have not told Jiwoo. I’ll let them know,” he mumbled while tying his hair back from his face. He started walking away and Felix breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, and be safe you two!” he yelled from farther down the hallway.

Felix rolled his eyes and closed the door. “He’s definitely gonna tell everyone,” he said while turning around, seeing M/n pulling his shirt over his head, exposing his toned back. The taller boy definitely said something in response but Felix was distracted by his smooth unblemished skin. He could definitely change that. Felix bit M/n’s shoulder, hearing a startled yelp of pain and pleasure.

“What do you think you’re doing?” M/n asked as he faced the shorter boy. Felix’s eyes widened in an attempt to look innocent, hands flying behind his back as if he wasn’t just trying to unzip M/n’s jeans. “Clothes off. Now.”

Felix obeyed immediately, the black shirt slipping off his freckled shoulders and pants pooling around his ankles before he stepped out of them. M/n saw the wet spot of precum on his boxers and grinned. “I thought I was the horny one.”

Felix’s cheeks bloomed red and he raised a hand to cover his face. M/n wasn't having it and he grabbed the smaller boy’s wrist, moving it so he could see him blushing. “Don’t cover your pretty face doll. I wanna see you melt because of me,” he muttered against Felix’s lips.

Their lips met each other yet again, M/n’s jeans becoming constricting around his cock at the whimpers escaping out of Felix’s mouth. The blond could feel M/n getting harder and he finished what he had tried to do earlier, unzipping his pants and pulling them down along with the taller boy’s underwear. M/n nodded with approval at Felix dropping to his knees.

“Be a good boy Lix,” M/n said while guiding Felix to his dick. His tongue swirled around M/n’s tip and he groaned, grabbing Felix by the hair and bucking his hips into his mouth. Tears pricked in the corners of Felix’s eyes and he moaned at the feeling of M/n hitting the back of his throat. The vibrations felt amazing and M/n tipped his head back in bliss. Felix looked so pretty on his knees deepthroating his cock with tears of pleasure threatening to spill over his freckled cheeks.

“Swallow for me baby, we don’t want to make a mess,” M/n groaned. Felix hummed in obedience just in time for M/n to cum down his throat. He wiped the corner of his mouth to make sure he didn’t miss a drop and looked back up at his boyfriend, who was staring at him lovingly. “Come up here. Let’s take care of you now.”

M/n pressed chaste kisses along Felix’s jaw as he removed his boxers for him. Then he fell back on the couch and beckoned for Felix to sit on his lap. “Open your mouth,” he said. The blond immediately did so and M/n slipped two fingers in, Felix coating them in spit as if he’d done it a thousand times before. Which he practically had.

Felix whined as M/n quickly started scissoring open his hole, his head falling forward onto his shoulder. When M/n deemed him properly stretched, he removed his fingers and lifted him by the waist. The taller boy let the other lower himself onto his cock, both letting out a simultaneous moan at the feeling of the other.

It had been so long since Felix had felt this full. The pair were definitely not one to fuck backstage regularly but Felix thought they had to do this more often. He started bouncing and M/n bit his lip, trying to keep from being too loud. They may have been farther away than most of the dressing rooms but that didn’t mean there weren’t people nearby.

M/n could tell Felix was getting close because his movements grew stuttered and irregular. He leaned in and smashed his lips onto his, muffling the blond’s moans. “Cum for me Lix,” M/n whispered. And he did, his load coating the older boy’s chest. M/n shoved his fingers back into Felix’s mouth as he also came, knowing he was the loudest post-orgasm.

This time was no exception. M/n adored the noises he made around his fingers and how his nails dug into his bicep and back. “Shh, baby. Can you get up?” he asked softly. Felix nodded and he slowly stood, whining at feeling M/n pull out. He wobbled over to grab tissues then tossed them at M/n so he could clean himself up.

“Jesus my knees are weak,” Felix mumbled, using a hand to balance himself as he changed into comfy after-concert clothes.

M/n grinned, proud of himself. The pair left the room together after dressing. Felix had a dark spot blooming on his neck and M/n had to keep a hand on his back so he could walk straight, earning more than their fair share of whispers from the crew as they met up with their friends again.

notes!

this is old and i did not proof read it

[lovelyo]

Season 3 part 2 will be Ass. Let me Tell You Why.

Cause in the end, Penelope, Lady Whistledown, the one who has left devastation in people’s lives will get all what she wants. The man that she wants, the attention that she wants, the family she always wanted to be(so envious of them she talked shit about them ), will get her best friend back, might have the heir for that dumbass Featherington plot line, might get the Queen’s pardon and above all else, will most likely not give up LW cause they made LW such an integral part of the show.(so in that case, she’ll be even more filthy rich)

And if we go by leaked spoilers, it is said that Colin will be mad at Penelope for like 1 episode until Kanthony talks some “sense” into him. So that just tells me Kanthony will be OOC because there’s no damn way Anthony would let that beast comment about his wife slide.

There are no stakes when it comes to this season cause we all know how it’s finna go down. If Penelope gets any type of consequences, then her very undeserved HEA is doomed so everything is going to have to go her way for the already idiotic plot to make some form of sense. It’s like the love triangle in part 1, what the hell was the point of Lord Debling when everyone and their ancestors knew Colin and Penelope were end game? So we can see Colin’s cringe angst? If we already know the answer to the love triangle, there’s no point. The “find you a husband” plot line was stupid as shit anyway, but it’s whatever now.

Ugh, then we have to sit through more awkward love scenes between asshat 1 and 2

Eloise threatening Penelope with her LW identity is going to amount to nothing cause we know Penelope isn’t gonna receive any comeuppance. Matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if they made Eloise apologize to Penelope for…🤷🏾‍♂️🤷(let’s apologize to the toxic friend for not dealing with their toxicity)

For Penelope to have a happy ending, she has to get away scot free and that’s what boils my blood. I hate in media and literature when a character goes around, creates chaos and receives nothing for it or just a slap on a wrist. I’ve noticed an increase in it lately too. Also, I’m tired of writers not severing their bias from their writing. I’ve been encountering many series lately where the writer(s) have favoritism towards a specific character and gives them the easy route, bends the world for them and pull punches just because they like them so much. It’s really aggravating cause you see everyone else getting put through the wringer and then you see the favored character walking through Candyland. It hurts the story, the character, and frankly makes you hate the character.

Everyone around Penelope is gonna act brain dead in order for Penelope to get what she wants and I’m not here for it. Even the general audience ain’t for it. The only people cheering this madness are the asylum patients called Polin fans with delusions that Penelope deserves the world.

I’m not even looking forward to Francesca and John’s story cause of the Poolin fecal matter I’ll have to swim through to get there. At this point, I’m might just watch spoilers of part 2 cause it’s not worth it.

P.S. Watch Cressida get the short end of the stick cause she’s the “bully” of the show and Penelope is the “victim”. Watch them break Creloise because of the “I don’t want you hanging around Eloise” subplot which will ultimately fuel Eloise and Penelope becoming friends again. Also, Penelope and Cressida competed for Lord Debling just for Penelope to go “sike” and marry Colin so she wasted Debling’s time and made Cressida feel like shit because she wasn’t chosen. P.S.S- Polins are huge ass hypocrites cause they ragged on Eloise being privileged and having “everything” but are silent about Penelope being privileged. By the end of this season, Penelope will basically have everything, even more so than Eloise, but sure, Penelope is definitely not privileged 😑. Penelope is privileged inside the world and outside by production, why are we denying this?

[coffeegnomee]

The psychological analyses that can come from that conversation with Ash is insane. And then the convo after with chat. 

 ASH: “WAIT. ZAm is accepting hearts from people That Kill? That’s not very peaceful of you zam. That goes against your oath. You’re just accepting heart that has, that puts blood on your hands. I’m not even joking about this” 

ZAM: “I-, I don’t. I don’t think it does.” 

ASH: “You’re benefiting from the spoils of the death that you claim to be so against” 

Zam physically JUMPS away from the conversation at the same time. Visibly unsettled by what Ash just said, because this exact stance has come up in chat in the past weeks. 

But nonetheless he proceeds to talk very calmly and practically. 

ZAM: “If kills have already happened what am I supposed to do to stop it. I only care about myself not killing people” [parkouring over to the roof of the house] 

ASH: “You literally-” 

ZAM: “not other people. The server can do whatever the fuck it wants. I don’t care” 

PANGI” aaahhhhh”

ASH: “That’s the most. That’s the most selfish view”

Hold that line for future analysis. In the moment Zam moves past it instantly, settling in the safe arms of being misunderstood. Nobody understands PrinceZam. 

 PANGI: “He’s like switzerland, you know. Like trading with uh germany and trading like england and [france?] in the middle of a war” 

ZAM: “nobody understands. Nobody understands princezam.” 

ASH: “that doesn’t make. That makes you a rat more than anything” 

(A snitch betrays his teammates for something in return, but a rat goes behind his teammates back to save his own cowardly ass.)

ZAM: “[cobs ash/under ash and jumps into it] nobody understands princezam” 

ASH: “maybe I will eventually. Why did you try to do- what?” 

ZAM: “I learned from you! The best side to play is all sides, right? That’s what you said” 

This is the FIRST time Zam has accepted this role. He has debated and worried about accidentally playing both sides, worried how each team will react, it has been WEIGHING on his mind that he DOESN’T want to play all sides. But in the heat of the moment, in the face of being called a hypocrite, he EMBRACES it to get Ash off his back. 

From 7/18/24, 33:20 ZAM: “I really don’t like the idea of playing both sides, but like, like- I’m trying my hardest not to, I’m just kinda like, at spawn and people are confiding in me. It’s like really awkward. Like maybe I’m leaning into it a little bit, I think, just because it’s like, easy. You know? Like if you shove 100 dollars in my face like I’m probably gonna take it right? Like like [giggling], it’s just like, ugh, it’s so stupid [laughing] i don’t like this. I don't know, I’m opportunist I guess. I’m just an opportunist I guess because I'm pacifist and I don't wanna die. So. But like also I really just don’t like the idea of being someone who plays both sides, it’s so awkward” 

Interestingly enough, we weren’t even talking about playing all sides. We were talking about taking bloodied hearts. Goes to show what is really on PrinceZam’s mind. 

ASH: “I mean, yea. I mean. Uh. okay. I guess we’re both insects then damn.” 

[zam laughs as he stutters his way around] 

ASH: “whatever bruh” 

ZAM: “hypocritical as fuck” 

ASH: “I mean, I’m not claiming to be any good person, I’m just saying your whole oath and code of honor is” 

ZAM: “I’m not either. I’m trying to be a good person but, hey” 

PANGI: “You’re doing a really bad job I can tell you that, Zam” 

ZAM: “yea. [pauses and then swings around to confront pangi] coming from you is crazy” 

PANGI: “[indignant] what do you mean coming from me, what did I do wrong?” 

ZAM: “hey guys my name’s pangi, my bit for today is I’m going to go inside this guy’s house and then what’s it called, frame him for doing drugs and take him to an obsidian box and lock him up in there” 

PANGI: “It was pretty funny. I thought that was pretty funny” 

ZAM: [now notably staying in one place for the conversation] yea you thought it was funny? It was HORRIFYING for me. Fuck you [punches him a couple of times]” 

That Pangi bit was not lore just the other day, but now it is. And it was horrifying. Love it.

PANGI: “Did you not find that video funny?” 

ZAM: “I didn’t enjoy that one bit, no.” 

PANGI: “suuuure buddy. Sure” [zam starts parkouring again] 

ZAM: “I don’t think pangi’s a pacifist” 

Classic deflection! It wasn’t Pangi’s pacifism that was in question, it was Zam’s. But Pangi’s pasifism is on Zam’s mind, so he’ll dredge up everything that’s been on his mind to make Pangi look bad so Zam can win the moral high ground. Or the highest low ground. 

In my mind, he’s starting to subconsciously not believe in his stance. Someone who believes in their beliefs fully doesn’t need to stoop to calling out everyone else’s flaws. He’s uncomfortable with the topic, which is why it became a lore moment with chat after, but even so, this is an early sign of cracking I think. He feels BAD about playing all sides, but puffs up that he doesn’t. He was SO worried about it the day he watched the bros vs empire fight. And again on gossip city day, but now he brings it up as a defense.

And also about receiving bloodied hearts, we’ve had this debate to chat before and Zam acknowledged that it is an ethical dilemma:

From 7/20/24, 4:51:10 “imagine flame goes on a killing spree just so he can pay you to make more builds lol’ (citrus) dude. Is the blood on my hands then? That’s something I was wondering, what if this becomes bad. To where they’re like murdering people just for the sake of like, whats it called, paying me. ‘Yes youre evil then’ (sin) aw shit. It’s my fault. I mean I guess it depends on how bad it gets. I felt really bad when they killed jepex for me. I can’t lie, in the moment I thought it was really funny but looking back, it’s literally the same as like. Like I think me asking them to kill someone is the same as me killing them myself, it lowkey does not matter. So I’m lowkey like having another moral dilemma right there, on that one. I’m gonna stop asking people to fucking kill people for me that’s stupid, i don’t want to do that anymore”

And then he debriefs the conversation with chat: “‘you’ve only done build commissions for incredibly violent people huh’ (arch) that is something to consider huh, am I [sharp breath in] let me put on the lore music hold on. Am I. and I, I don’t think I’m the worst person to- okay. No. you know what? It doesn’t matter. Because there are worse people on this server. So I’m not that bad by comparison. It doesn’t matter. Heh. it doesn’t even matter like, like, by comparison I’m not that bad it’s fine. You know I’m doing better than I did last season So I’m okay. I’m happy with my choices I feel like. I dunno. I mean like gaining, gaining hearts is not the worst thing in the world, it’s kind of like the point of the server is it not? I dunno. Hmmm ‘i mean violent people are the ones who have the hearts’ (citrus) exactly! Yea, my only, the only people I CAN do business with is the violent people.”

“But by taking hearts from them am I not encouraging them to kill more? Yea, that’s something to consider as well, you know? Cause, but it’s like. Ugggghhh let me read through the oath again. ‘Are they killing other violent people’ ‘or innocents’ (arch) that’s true! I mean. They kill innocents when they feel like killing innocents it depends on the person i’m dealing with. I don't know.. How often does mapicc kill innocent people?”

Him having to reference the oath in order to figure out if he’s okay, if he’s “in the right”, whatever that means subjectively, he needs the reassurance that he’s okay. Because he does not feel okay.

“Yea, there’s no stopping the violence on lifesteal obviously that’s just how the server works so I, I’ve only, it’s only about like, me. You know? ‘Can’t extend beyond yourself or else it would drive you crazy’ (mer) exactly I can’t control what other people do. It’s not selfish [heavy emphasis. Meaning ashsawg’s comment] it’s just like, me controlling what I can control. You can only control, you should only worry about what you can control, and what I can control is limiting myself. Umm from all that stuff.”

Because this isn’t about true pacifism, this is about Zam stopping Zam from being the joker again. And he can’t be the joker again because it was damaging to the server (7/9/24, 5:28:18 “‘it was fun tho’ (chips) it was, but it was fun at the expense of others. It was fun… but it was damaging to the server.. It was. I dunno. I don’t think it’s who I want to be.”)

So Zam’s form of pacifism, not killing anyone himself, is precisely Not Selfish because it’s saving the server by preventing the joker form coming back. 

But everyone observes him as trying to be classically Pacifist, which means being against all violence.

And then new chatters start bringing up the Planet kill. 

“‘you got one kill’ ‘you killed planet’ okay okay okay you killed planet okay. I hate how many people are talking about that. Can i talk about how I hate how many people talk about that? Cause like, it’s absurd that people are even bringing that up. I shot at him and he took off his fucking armor, what do you mean!? It obviously was never going to kill him, are you stupid? Like why are we why do so many people talk about this? Like it’s an actual point. ‘YOU CANNOT DENY IT ZAM’ yes I fucking can! Yes I fucking can! Because I shot at him as a fucking like bit, because was obviously never to kill him, and he took off all his fucking armor. I’ve been over it! I have been over it like a million times it’s insane! I gave back the heart too like what. [opens statistics] Like it doesn’t even count. [closes statistics without scrolling down] It does not count. ‘You’re still killing’ [mocking] you're still killing. Okay actual like bot opinion. Bot take. Actual bot take is what this is. Insane. Like actually insane. The fact that people are still on this is craaaazy like actually crazy. ” 

I love talking about the Planet kill (not in chat tho) because it’s such an interesting character moment that Zam is trying to retcon as not being important or meaningful at all. It Should be meaningful, he was shooting that bow, he went up to the closet moments before. He came up with a sword moments before. Murder Was On His Mind. He didn’t mean to, but that just enriches the character more. But also, it is wildly interesting to have him, as a character, retconning it from a character perspective. Getting mad about it is so much better than being dismissive of it. Or ignoring the messages. He is bothered by it, that’s why he gets so mad. And that has potential.

And then my favorite part:

“‘PANGI HASN’T’ oohhhh that’s what this is about. That’s what this is about. That’s what this is about, it’s about pangi, and and pangi being better than me okay. That’s what this is about. It means nothing to me. Means nothing to me. I don’t care. PANGI LITERALLY- okay. Okay. okay. Okay. okay. Okay. okay. Okay. [giggle laugh] pangi is a pacifist because he wants to be. But that’s like. Dude, woogie 1 for 1 took my thing. Dude, it’s crazy how many people are pacifist why did everyone like take my thing. I mean like the whole point is proof of concept is prove that it’s possible, right, but like heh heh. It’s also lame that other people are taking my thing. [more deranged leaning giggles] ‘everybody wants to be princezam.’ (mer)”

Here comes out the truth as to why he turned on Pangi in the Ash conversation. It’s on his mind that Pangi and Woogie are also being pacifist, and that “by the definition” they are “better” than him. Better. That one word that boils Zam’s blood. Because incompetence is his trigger. He always gets cynical and mean when someone is dumb or messes up.

And he thinks Pangi is bad at being pacifist, kill count not included. He's removing the Dirtica walls, getting into conflict with his stream bits, he's looking for violence while not being overtly violent.

And then Pangi is talking about a villain comeback when he stops pacifism. And Zam, you can tell, has no faith that Pangi is good enough at pvp to pull it off. Is it because Zam’s self conscious about his own potential return to pvp and the scariness of just loosing every battle? Is it because he’s constantly defending himself against the “weak player” allegations from his chat? He projects his own insecurities on Pangi, and then gets frustrated at him because he’s copying his arc, the arc that he so confidently and happily said has never been done before. 

A lot is boiling up under the surface of PrinceZam. 

[goldenlikedayl1ght]

more sassy/flirty matt, possibly college era/study setting ?

//as someone dealing with college right now.... absolutely, i love college era matt. he's my one and only.

You have been studying for twelve hours.

You started your studying around one in the afternoon, and kept working on various assignments until around four, and then you locked in for your hardest class of the semester, American Judiciary Systems. It was just an intense amount of memorization, and you were going crazy.

When you started working, you were doing a good job; You made sure to keep drinking water, you were taking breaks! But somewhere along the way you started to slip on those habits. Maybe it happened after grabbing dinner with your boyfriend and his roommate, but before you got too comfortable on their dorm room floor.

And Matt was mad at you for it.

Okay, mad is a strong word.

But he's frustrated that you won't take care of yourself. He's a hypocrite for it, but he is. So, around one thirty in the morning, he pulls the textbook you're taking notes from out from beneath your heavy arms.

"Hey!" You whine, and Foggy, studying for the same midterm, picks his head up, and in his desirously tired state, tilts his head in confusion.

"You need to sleep." Matt tells you, and you scoff, before reaching for the book. Matt easily pulls it out of your way.

"That's easy for you to say! You took the midterm this morning and probably did amazing!"

"No, I took the midterm yesterday. And you both need to sleep, because if you don't, you'll fail the midterm anyways."

You roll your eyes and reach to your left to grab an unopened energy drink. Matt is quicker than you and snatches it away. In your sleep deprived state, you don't question how a blind man knew where the drink was.

"And no more energy drinks!" he demands. "It'll cause you to crash eventually. Then you'll sleep right through your alarm, and again, fail the midterm anyways." He reminds.

He would never let you or Foggy sleep through your alarm and miss the test, but right now his quest is to get you to sleep.

"Fine, no more energy drinks, but Matt, seriously, I need to--"

"You need to sleep!"

"Ugh!" You groan. You'd be embarrassed of yourself if you weren't so tired. Then, your head tilts back a bit and a yawn escapes your list.

"See! You yawned! Come on, sweetheart, let's go to bed." He demands. You shake your head.

"Can't." You yawn again. "Professor Aelwyn will have my ass." You hum. Matt moves around you and sits behind you, so your back is against his chest. His hands rub up and down your arms as he begins to speak,

"I'll wake you up early enough to grab breakfast, and then I'll help you guys do your last-minute cramming. But I'm serious, I'm worried you'll push yourself over the edge." Then, Matthew plays dirty. "Come on, baby," He begins to kiss your shoulders, and then your neck. "Come to bed."

"You two are gross." Foggy declares as he stands up, stretching out. He takes one last glance over his notes and then begins to clean up. "But unfortunately, dude is right. There's nothing we're gonna learn in the next half hour before we fall asleep that we can't learn tomorrow."

"My point exactly!" Matt hums. You sigh deeply, your hands coming up to your face and rubbing your eyes. Bed does sound nice... And Matt is always super warm.

"Fine." You grumble, leaning forward to clean up your notes. Then, Matt gets up and holds his hands out for you, and you take them, before he pulls you up off his floor. You groan at the pain from sitting on that damned floor and he sighs.

"I know, baby." He hums, and then leads you over to his bed. You hear Foggy's snores from behind you but you just barely manage to change into pajamas.

Then, you crawl into bed, cuddling up to Matt. Your face is buried in the crook of his neck, legs laid over his. Then, you sit up to double check that you've set three alarms, and that Matt's is also set.

He pushes your head back so that your face is against his neck again.

"Get some sleep, sweetheart."

"G'night, Matty."

He presses a kiss to your head, knowing you already have this text in the bag. He only falls asleep when he hears your breathing study and your heartbeat slow. His fingers gently comb through your hair, and as he drifts off, you begin to dream of running away from College, New York and everything else with your boyfriend, the first person who has ever truly loved you without any familial or platonic obligation.

You won't. You'll pass the midterm with him, pass all your finals, graduate and pass the bar together.

But it's nice to dream about for a moment. Luckily for you, Matt always makes reality just as lovely as your dreams.

[saint-ajax]

Wh0re Thoughts

TW: 18+ | DUB-CON | VAGINAL FINGERING | CLIT DISCRIMINATION | VULGAR WORDS

ROOMMATE!KYLE GARRICK & JOHN PRICE X F!READER

“AAAHH!!!” You scream in shock when the shower curtain split open while you cover your damped body with a towel.

“ Fuck! I'm so sorry! „

“ Damn it, Kyle! Didn't you hear the shower running?!„

“I just woke up. Give me a break! I said I'm sorry!„

“ Ugh! Reasons! Stop fantasizing kid, I'm farely sure you won't even be able to make me cum! „

He was about to leave the room, hands on the doorknob, yet abruptly stopped by your last sentence. He slowly looked over his shoulder to make you repeat your last word.

“ The fuck you say? „

“ What? Hurt your ego a little? Leave! „

He closed the door with a loud thud. He reached you in a stride. Without another word, he grabs your arm aggressively, and pulls the towel off your cold, dripping, body. He quickly grabs your left thigh and lifts it, exposing your fresh cunt to the both of you in the mirror. While his right hand grabs your pussy, fingers spreading your folds, sliding in to scoop your juices, and lather them against your glossy clit.

“ Look at that fat clit, „

He groans in your ear, making your blush harder. You were flustered from your malicious position. Legs open wide, pulsing cunt out, as he play with your fat clit.

“ f- fuck... stop.. what are you doing, „

Your head was thrown back against his broad chest, back arched, nipples hard, moaning and whimpering while your legs shake under his touch, your body language was begging the opposite of your words.

“ We're trying to see if I really can't make this greedy pussy cum. „

He pumps three fingers in, turning to your clit to give it attention, massaging it in circular motions, then slamming his fingers on your cunny again fast and delicious.

While your moans turn into gasps, to leaving your mouth open, your eyes closed from the tingling sensation in between your legs.

“ Open those fucking eyes and watch me molest your slutty cunt. „

You did as you were told. The two of you looked so fucking hot in the mirror. While your breasts bounce from your squirming, his massive biceps hovering your creamy body was such a sight. You are such a hypocrite for underestimating him, then enjoy every drop of pleasure his fingers were giving you.

“ Gaz? „

A different voice came from the other side of the door. Manly, and accented. You knew damn well who that was.

“ Looks like we got a visitor, in here, cap. „

You bit your lips when you realize who was there. You couldn't stop him from letting Price catch you in action. Your pussy clenched on his fingers at the idea.

“ Ya' fucking slut wants to give Captain a show, huh? „

Your inner thighs was covered in thin layer on the slimy drip of your cunt. His pace was getting fast, and your moans were getting louder as the door crack open and reveals John Price.

He wasn't stunned at the sight as much as Kyle, who kept going faster. None of the two of them were fazed at your current situation.

“ Got what ya' need, Gaz. Good morning, doll. „

He greets you casually, leaning against the door frame as he crosses his arms. He was focused on your pussy being fingered.

“ Want a taste, Cap? „

“ Please, pleasure's all mine. „

He steps closer, positioning to angle his mouth ready to receive your creamy cum. Kyle keeps going, circling your clit as you whine, and scratch the back of his neck.

“ I- I'm cumming... ahh.. „

You whimper as your back arch, and you watch John waiting, hands your leg, mouth open ready for you. By Kyle's magic, you reach your high. Legs shaking as you release your cum, eyes rolling back as he keep the motion going on your delicious pussy. You feel John's tongue on your opening, slurping your generous juices, while Kyle keeps rubbing your clit.

“ Who can't make you cum, now? „

He whispers in your ear full of smug before he carries both of your thick, and milky legs, making your wet ass pussy out for John Price to feast on. They ganged up on you, John ate you out and they took turns. Until you beg them to stop, and you take back what you said. So far, he's the best roommate you've ever had.

MASTERLIST | A03

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

possibly scenes between masquerade canon aka who left the two hotel grumps together who did that. don't do that. what if they start bonding and shit

Vaggie: “Okay… Angel’s off to work, and Charlie’s off to work on that… looks like it’s just us assholes here.”

Husk: “Do not lump me in with you motherfuckers.”

Vaggie: "You're literally worse than them."

Husk: "Bullshit." (swig) "And there's no them without including YOUR sorry ass too."

Vaggie: (glares) "Har. Har."

Sir Pentious: “Can WE, er, ah- sssswitch off the porn now..?”

Niffty: “No~” (kicking heels) “Let’s rewind to part where the bad boy actually EATS Angel’s ass.”

Vaggie: “Niffty- ugh, can you just, take it back to your own room?”

Niffty: “The hotel air vents don’t have a TV!”

Vaggie: “You live in the- okay. Pentious. I won’t kill you for watching me and Charlie sleep IF you rig Niffty up with her own TV somewhere that’s not the lobby.”

Sir Pentious: “Do I HAVE to ssspend time with the pessst-”

Vaggie: (punches fist into palm) "Now."

Sir Pentious: “-AH yes!!  PORN ISSS A RIGHT NONE SHOULD BE DENIED!” (scoops up nifty) “Come sssmall pessst, let uss inssstall a sssscrene for your PRIVATE viewing pleasssure!”

Niffty: (giggling) “Do you even know what privacy means-?”

Sir Pentious: “AAAHAHA OF COURSE I DO!!!” (hurriedly slithers away)   

Husk: “… and these are the fuckers you and your little miss princess are trying to rehabilitate.”

Vaggie: “That’s the plan yeah.”

Husk: “Ha! Good fucking luck.”   

Vaggie: (sigh) “Husk?”

Husk: “What?”

Vaggie: “You’re fired.”

Husk: (spits drink) “FffUCK-” (cough) “-you I’m WHAT!?”

Vaggie: “Can’t keep to the code of not talking about shit you know you weren’t supposed to hear? Fine. No more bartender therapy for you."

Husk: "You can't fucking do that."

Vaggie: "Hotel fucking manager, asshole. Watch me. From now on you serve drinks ONLY to go, NO more people sitting at your bar for you make yourself feel better listening to. Not until you treat them like people instead of a damn telenovela."

Husk: “You think I LIKE listening to you all bitching?”

Vaggie: “No. I’m saying I’m not the only self-hating bastard here who gets off on judging others.”

Husk: “Fuck you.”

Vaggie: "Wow what a comeback. Look Husk, if you’re gonna break our trust just to score points in a dumb argument then you can go get your gossip somewhere else.”

Husk: “It’s the only way I’m getting paid in this crappy place!”

Vaggie: “And who’s fault is that? Did I sell your soul to a creepy smug disc jockey?”

Husk: “You’re sure using it either way.”

Vaggie: “Can’t be judgmental without being a fucking hypocrite too, right? Might as well own it, since now everyone knows that’s my thing.”

Husk: “I was trying to help you motherfucking losers!”

Vaggie: “Like hell. Telling others how much they suck feels good doesn't it? Feels like you've got it all figured out. No reason to get your own shit together when you can point at people who're an even bigger mess than you. No, you've already learned your lesson, you fucked up but won't be making any more mistakes. At least you're not in denial over it. At least you're coping with it the right way, aren't you."

Husk: "Well you'd sure fucking know since you're doing it right now."

Vaggie: "Takes one to know one."

Husk: "Tell yourself that if it helps."

Vaggie: "Oh you wanna talk about helping? Charlie’s trying to help every one of you assholes here. She's the one opening up and risking fucking up and getting hurt trying to reach you! Not that it matters to any of you.”    

Husk: “…”

Sir Pentious: (muffled) “It matterssss to me!!!”

Vaggie: (groans) “WHAT DOES PRIVACY MEAN, PENTIOUS!?”

Sir Pentious: “….not, ah, lisssstening in from the hotel air ventilashhhtion ssssystem…?”

Niffty: “Carrrrreful. Don’t crawl through my disembowel rat corpse collection~”

Sir Pentious: (shrieking)

-later that night-

Vaggie: “Hey."

Husk: "Hey your fucking self."

Vaggie: "Angel Dust said you had a drink with him.”

Husk: “Yeah? What if he did?” (ears flattening) “He didn’t even get fucking tipsy and I’m not telling anyone what that loser would’ve said to me while drunk off his ass anyway. I don’t hate you motherfuckers that much.”

Vaggie: (smiles) “Yeah. I know.”

Husk: “…. your miss princess asleep?”

Vaggie: “Technically she’s in bed. Angel Dust came over for a sleepover girls night and I kicked Pentious out of a shadowy corner to join them. You seen Niffty?”

Husk: “No. Sounds like she’s still enjoying that shitty film though.”

Vaggie: “Sounds like? What-”

Husk: “Shh. Listen.”

Vaggie: “…… are the air vents..”

Husk: “Moaning.”

Vaggie: “That’s Angel Dust’s moaning. That’s his work moan- Fuck, I never wanted to know what that sounded like- but does that means the hotel ventilation system is-?”

Husk: “Piping hot garbage throughout the hotel like hell’s shittiest surround sound.”  

Vaggie: “Great.”

Husk: “Hope your princess is ready for the audiobook.”

Vaggie: “Ugggghhhh.”

Husk: “Drink?”

Vaggie: “Just break the bottle over my head....”

Husk: “Fuck no.” (grins) “I’m not wasting a whole bottle on you.”

Vaggie: “Pour it out for yourself then. Tonight you’ve earned it.”

Husk: “Earned what, a fucking hangover?”

Vaggie: (rolls eye) “Just drink up, old man. I’ll drag you back to your room and toss you in when you’re done getting drunk off your own ass.”

Husk: “Huh!”

Vaggie: “I also won’t tell your princess he left you smiling like a dumbass for the rest of the night either.”

Husk: (opens bottle) “You better fucking not...” (swigs) (still smiling)

[shiftingparadise]

Gojo x Reader (x Nanami): Let me be happy

Okay so Gojo’s a big red flag, but Nanami is really sweet 🥺🥺🥺 I really want to write a part 2 so let me know if you guys want me to. Enjoy reading 🤍

Word count: 1757

Warnings: smut - angst - cheating

“Aw, come on”, his hot breath against your shoulder, “You love this”. “I don’t”, you clenched your jaw, your heart heavy. “Liar”, he pulled you closer as his hand slipped between your thighs, earning him a cute whimper. “See?”, he chuckled, “We’ve been going for hours and you still want more”. 

Of course, you wanted more. No girl in the world would ever get enough of Satoru Gojo. Not only did he look exceptionally good, but he also knew how to make a girl feel good. 

“No, I don’t”, you ignored the throbbing sensation between your legs. “I’m done with feeling guilty”. “She says after the third round”, Gojo slowly let go before turning on his back. 

You didn’t respond. He was right. You were a hypocrite. 

“You always do this”, he slowly sat up straight, “You always ruin the mood by bringing her up after we’re done”. “I’m sorry that I remind you of the fact that you already have a girlfriend”, your eyes widened in disbelief. “Then stop showing up when I call you”, he now stood up before angrily putting on his pants. “Are you seriously blaming me?”, your heart started to race. “Are you seriously blaming me”, Satoru childishly repeated. “Ugh, I can’t with you”, you pulled the sheets over your head, “I don’t want to see you anymore”. “Ah, here we go again”, the white-haired man raised his voice. “Declaring how much you hate me, how you despise me for cheating… But I don’t force you to sleep with me. I don’t force you to sleep with someone who has a girlfriend”. Gojo paused for a second before he continued, “I hate that you’re always pretending to be good, to be so sweet and innocent when you’re practically begging me to fuck you”. 

“Excuse me?”, you angrily threw the sheets from your naked body. “Am I wrong?”, he put his shirt back on. “Oh please, Satoru. Fuck me harder, make me yours, tell me I’m yours”, he repeated your words. 

Why was he so attractive? Even now, when he was so annoyed and angry with you… 

“Or the other day, when you wore that short skirt on purpose? When I was standing next to my girlfriend and you were dropping stuff on purpose just so I could look at your ass”, his tone suddenly softened. 

“You enjoyed it, didn’t you?”, you crossed your arms. 

You could tell he wasn’t angry anymore. The look in his eyes, the smirk he couldn’t hide… 

“Thought I made it clear when I pulled you into the classroom and fucked you dumb”, he slowly walked closer again. “Really?”, you looked to the ceiling, “Seems like I forgot-“. “Forgot, huh?”, he grabbed your jaw, “Seems like I need to remind you again…”. “Remind me of what?”, you looked into his eyes. “Remind you that you can’t wear stuff like that. I don’t like it when other guys look at you, you know that”, his brows pulled together. 

Right. You were his, but he wasn’t yours. 

“But I have to share you, right?”, you quietly replied. “You know I barely sleep with Utahime”, Satoru gently stroked your cheek, “We’ve talked about this”. “Hm”, you pulled away as you realized you had once again ruined the mood. “Fine”, his blue eyes seemed to darken a bit, “Look, she’s going on a mission soon. I’ll promise to stay over for the night when she’s gone”. “You mean we can sleep together? And eat breakfast together and-“. “Yeah yeah”, he waived your words away, “If that’d make you happy-“. “Thanks, Satoru”, you threw your arms around him, your knees now pressing into the soft fabric of your mattress. “I need to go now”, a swift kiss on your temple before he disappeared. 

—-

“Shit”, Satoru hissed as his grip tightened around your hair, “See? That’s why I need you”. 

God, the way he whimpered made you crazy. 

“You know she could never make me feel like this”, his lips hovered against your ear. “Hm”, your forehead pressed against his shoulder as you followed his rhythm. “G-glad she’s on that mission”, his eyes closed in pleasure, “I don’t think I could’ve waited any longer for you. You know I need you, right?”. “I know”, your mind clouded in pleasure. “Think I’m going to come already”, a lazy chuckle, “You’re driving me crazy”. 

This wasn’t right. You knew it wasn’t but you were in love, and every second with Satoru made you feel alive.

“It’s fine”, you softly bit into his earlobe, “We can go again”. “All night, all morning, all day”, his hands smoothly moved down your waist, “Inside?”. “Please”. “I’ll clean you up after, don’t worry princess”, his nails sank into your soft flesh as he picked up the pace. 

It didn’t take long for him to finish. He loved your scent, your body, the way the moonlight made your skin seem so smooth and fragile… But he didn’t love you, and you were painfully aware of that. 

“Satoru?”, you whispered once he got out of the bathroom. 

He was holding a towel, ready to keep his word. 

“What?”, he lazily tilted his head, his hair still messy as he crawled on top of you. “How long are we going to do this?”, your eyes glossy. “Don’t start, princess. Please”, he gently pushed your legs open as he cleaned you up with a towel. 

Your heart sank to your stomach. You didn’t want to ruin the mood, but you needed to talk about this. 

“Don’t you think I deserve more than this?”, your eyes avoided his. “What do you mean?”, his brows already pulled together. “Don’t you think I deserve someone that loves me? That chooses me?”, your voice broke. 

This was the first time he stayed quiet. 

“You have to choose”, a tear streaming down your cheek, “I can’t do this anymore. I want more, I-I deserve more-“. 

“What are you saying?”, his patience running thin as he interrupted you. “Me or Utahime”, you finally looked at him, only to see a distressed face looking back. 

Did he care for you? Was he afraid of losing you? Or just your body? 

 “Are you serious? We could’ve had a couple of nice days together. Why are you doing this?”. 

He didn’t yell, he didn’t raise his voice in the slightest. 

“Don’t you feel guilty?”. “N-no, I mean of course but-“. “Then choose”, you got up and headed to your bathroom. “I’m going to take a shower and if you’re still here, then you’ll choose me and if you’re gone well… Then this ends”, you tried to hide your tears. 

You knew what he was going to do. You knew he didn’t care enough about you to stay. His heart belonged somewhere else. 

“Satoru?”, your heart raced as you called out for him, your legs trembling. 

No answer. No trace of him. 

“Right”, you chuckled as you tightened the wet towel around your body. You knew this would happen so why did you feel bad? Why were you mad at yourself for making him choose? If you didn’t he’d still be here, and you would’ve been happy, but you had to do this. This wasn’t fair, not to you, and especially not to Utahime.

—- 

“I’m so tired”, Nanami let his head fall back, “These damn kids are killing me”. “You can always go back to your old job”, you smirked. “Shut up”, he smiled. 

After that night, you didn’t hear from Satoru anymore. It was still awkward when you came across each other, or when you needed to give training to your students together but it was for the best. You missed him, but you felt so much better now you were living without guilt; without secrets. 

“Fine”, you giggled as you playfully brushed through his hair, “I need to talk to Shoko. I’ll see you later”, you took the last sip of your coffee as you walked out of the teacher’s room. 

“Want to grab some dinner after?”, Nanami coldly asked before you left. 

You froze. Nanami never asked something like that. You knew him since you entered Jujutsu High, back when you two were still teenagers, and he never asked you to go to dinner. 

“Dinner?”, you softly replied. “Yeah, dinner”, he sat up straight again. 

“ Isn’t there a meeting this evening?”, Gojo hastily intervened. “The meeting’s not until tomorrow evening”, Utahime sighed, “You really need to put the dates in your phone”. “Right”, Satoru clenched his jaw.

You widened your eyes. Why would he intervene like that?

“There’s this new place I’ve been wanting to try”, Nanami continued, “I’d love to take you there”. “Yeah, sure”, you blushed. “Good, I’ll pick you up around 7”, the blonde sweetly smiled at you. 

You never saw him smile like that. 

“Are you going to wear a suit?”, you teased him. He shrugged in response. “Ugh, fine”, you sighed as you turned around, “I’ll wear something nice too”. “Hm”, he hummed in response as he watched you leave. 

“What the hell?”, Satoru couldn’t contain himself any longer, “What’s this? You suddenly like her?”. “It’s none of your business”, Nanami replied coldly. “Are you seriously that oblivious?”, Utahime rolled her eyes, “He’s been in love with her for years”. 

“For years?”, Gojo repeated the words. 

God, he wanted to blow up the entire school. 

“What does it matter?”, Utahime now frowned. “N-nothing”, Satoru snapped back, “I need to train Yuji. I’ll see you later”. 

That was a lie, of course. He wanted to catch up with you, to make sure you were his alone. 

“What was that?”, he grabbed your arm as he pulled you into one of the empty classrooms. “Shit Satoru”, you pulled away, “Don’t scare me like that, you know I can’t sense you when you’re using your cursed-“. “What was that?”, he didn’t let you finish. “What?”. “Are you seriously going on a date with Nanami? He’s my friend-“. “Your friend?”, you chuckled, “You have a girlfriend and you’re worrying about what I do when we never even dated, we never-“, you stopped mid-sentence. 

There was no point in explaining anything. 

“You made your choice”, you softly whispered, “Now stick with it”. 

You didn’t care that he was angry, or jealous. You deserved to be happy. 

“Besides, it’s only dinner”, you looked over your shoulder before leaving. “Only dinner”, Satoru sarcastically replied, “I asked you the same thing once. Remember how we ended our ‘dinner’?”. You didn’t bother to respond. You were done with playing games. 

—- 

“Oh”, Nanami widened his eyes when you opened your door. “W-What?”, you hastily looked down, “I-is there something wrong with my dress?”. “No, it’s just”, he paused for a second as he tried to find the right words, “You weren’t joking when you said you were going to wear something nice”. “I-is it too much? It is right?”, you blushed in shame, “I’ll get changed”. “Please don’t”, his hand gently wrapped around your wrist, “It’s beautiful. Y-you’re beautiful”, he corrected himself. 

So this wasn’t just dinner. He wanted to take you out on a date. 

“Thanks”, your cheeks already red. 

He gently guided you to his car before he opened the door for you. His hand gently rested at the bottom of your back the entire time. 

“Do you find this strange?”, he looked at you, one hand on his steering wheel. “I don’t know”, you looked outside. “We’ve known each other for so long. You never made it clear you wanted to go on a date with me-“. “I did”, he sweetly chuckled, “Many times”. “T-that’s a lie!”, you turned to look at him. “Oh, is it?”, he raised an eyebrow. “Y-yeah!”, you sat up more straight. “Well, I’ve always bought you flowers for Valentine's Day. I’ve never let you go on a mission alone even when I got in trouble for it, I stayed by your side for weeks when Suguru left-“. “Okay okay, fine”, you crossed your arms. 

“But you’re okay with this, right?”, he got serious again. “Of course”, you looked down, “I’m glad you asked”. “Good”, he nervously shuffled before his hand softly grabbed your thigh. 

You widened your eyes as you looked at the blonde. He looked good, way better than Satoru for some reason. Nanami seemed mature, as if he could take care of you. The way his hand rested on his steering wheel, the veins on his hand, the way he softly pinched your thigh… 

“We’re here”, he opened his door but stopped when he saw you opening yours. “What are you doing?”, he almost seemed agitated. “H-huh?”, you looked at him. “It’s clear you’ve never gone out with an actual man”, he clicked his tongue before he opened your door, his hand already waiting for yours. “Thank you”, you blushed as he once again guided you inside. 

The rest of the evening felt like a dream. He felt like a dream. This was the first time anyone seemed truly interested in you and he made sure you knew how beautiful you were. 

“I’m sorry I forgot flowers”, he clenched his jaw as he drove back to your place, “I’m an idiot for forgetting”. “Are you serious?”, you giggled, “I’ve never been this happy”. 

Yes, you were a little tipsy but you were serious. You never felt this happy. 

“So, you want to do this again?”, his hand once again on your thigh. “I want to do this every evening”, you smiled as you let your hand rest on his. 

He stayed quiet. His heart was already racing when he felt your soft hand against his. He didn’t want to seem like a pervert, but he wanted nothing more than to see what was underneath your dress. He wanted to admire you, to worship your body, and to make you feel like a goddess.

You noticed his behaviour change; his flushed cheeks, and you felt it too. You didn’t want the night to end. So you gently guided his hand closer to the spot you needed him the most. 

“Y/N”, his voice raspy as his grip around his steering wheel tightened. “What? You don’t want this?”, you slowly opened your legs a little bit. “N-no, I mean I do but-“. “But what?”. “I don’t want you to think I only want you for your body. I want you. The whole package. If we do this now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to live without your touch”. 

You didn’t want to take things too fast, to jump into a relationship, but this felt right. He felt right. You wanted him. Besides, it’s not like you didn’t know Nanami. You’ve known him for years and what you felt for Satoru couldn’t even come close to the feeling Nanami gave you. 

“Please”, you looked at him with big eyes as you tightened the grip around his wrist. “Tsk”, Nanami smirked, “You’re needy”. “So?”, you guided his fingertips along your panties. “I’m driving”. “Please Kento, I can’t wait”. “Shit”, he grunted as he felt his member pressing against his pants, “You know I can’t say no to you”. You whimpered as you pulled your panties to the side, once again guiding his hand to the right spot. “You really needed this, huh?”, he smirked as he felt how wet you were for him. “Don’t tease me”, you let your head fall against the leather seat. “I’ll take care of you, don’t worry”. 

And he did. It didn’t take long before you came undone around his fingers. It felt as if he knew your body. Once he parked his car, the two of you hastily got inside like love-drunk teens. 

“K-kento”, you murmured as he softly laid you down on your mattress, his hands exploring your soft skin. “Yes sweetheart”, he gently pulled your dress over your head. “Do you think I’m pretty?”. “You’re beautiful”, he whispered as he placed sloppy kisses on your breasts and stomach. 

Your jaw dropped when he got undressed. His body looked like one of those Greek statues.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?”, he chuckled as he grabbed your jaw, “Be good and open your legs for me”. 

This was it. This was the moment you fell hopelessly in love. 

“Good girl”, his hand now gently wrapped around your neck, “Tell me if it hurts, okay?”. 

Hurts? Why would it hurt- Oh right, of course, he was this big. 

“It’s fine”, you looked to the side, your eyes studying his arm. “Oh no sweetheart”, he gently guided you back, “You’re going to look at me when I take you”. 

Butterflies. More than ever. 

“I’ve been thinking about this moment for so long”, his tip pressed against your entrance. “You know how many nights I’ve thought about you?”. “P-please Kento”, you arched your back. “Never thought you were so needy though”, he softly bit into your neck, “Don’t worry, as I said, I’ll take care of you”. 

And he did. Satoru could never make you feel this good. 

“Mine, all mine”, Kento grunted as he left marks on your entire body, “You’re made for me”. “I-I’m going to-“. “Ssh, it’s fine sweetheart. You can come”, he studied your pretty face which made it only harder for him not to finish too. “Shit”, he grunted. “Fill me up, please”, you looked at him with big and innocent eyes. Just what he needed. “So needy”, he chuckled, “Don’t let anything go to waste, okay?”. “Hm”, you closed your eyes in pleasure. “S-shit”, he let his head rest against yours as he found his release. 

“All mine”, he placed a sweet kiss against your cheek before picking you up. “Wh-what-“. “I’m going to clean you up”, he gently placed you at the edge of your bath. “I’m going to take care of you, like I said”, he tilted your chin so you looked up at him. 

You looked at him in awe. Why didn’t you notice his feelings for you sooner? 

“If you want me to of course”, he leaned over the tub so he could fill it up with hot water. “Hm”, you softly whimpered, your eyes glossy. “W-what’s wrong?”, he widened his eyes as he immediately scanned your body to see if he hurt you. “Y-you’re so sweet”, you cutely sniffed. 

It broke his heart to see you like this. How can anyone ever have treated you differently? You deserved nothing less than this. 

“Come here”, he easily picked you up again as he slowly lowered you into the tub, “I’ll take care of you from now on”. 

—- 

You could feel Satoru’s eyes burning at the back of your head during that meeting the next day. 

“Dinner at my place?”, Nanami’s hand rested on your back after the meeting. “Sounds great”, you placed a swift kiss on his lips. “Good, I’ll pick you up ‘round 8”, he happily smiled, “I’ll make sure to bring flowers this time”. 

Yes, you loved that man. 

“Just dinner, huh?”, Satoru scoffed once everyone left the room. You sighed as you put on your coat. “Are you serious?”, he widened his eyes as he noticed the mark on your neck, “One evening and you’re already spreading your legs-“. “Shut up”, you almost whispered. “I’m done with you. I’m done with being your sneaky link, your second choice… I’m happy now and it’s sad to see you still aren’t”. 

“But-“. “Please Satoru”, you looked into his eyes, “Let me be happy. Stop being this egocentric idiot, and just let me be happy”. 

Satoru didn’t respond. He couldn’t. He made his choice. 

[aaaarsonist]

So, I just started season 6

It surely was something.

Look Red and Kitty are the funniest characters and I love them, but last season I kinda hated how he treated Eric and how Kitty was overreacting to Donna and Eric wanting to leave. And I know it's nothing new for him to not thank Eric for something, bet he's literally pausing his entire future, something he really really really wants, to help his family. I hate it that he just gave him that stupid list. Yeah, I know that's his way of saying "thanks" but c'mon, you're a grown ass man, you can say "thank you" just one fucking time.

Some random thoughts from last season and from the two episodes I just watched:

I'm glad they acknowledged the bromance between Fez and Michael LMAO (and since I wrote this, the acknowledgement went 📈📈📈📈📈like WHAT WERE THAT DREAM AND THOSE KISSES LOLOL)

Why WHY CAN'T I HAVE A SERIOUS MOMENT WITHOUT SOMEONE RUINING IT UGHHHH

Damn, this show should be called "That hypocrites' show" (can't remember when I wrote this, but I'm still standing by it)

Wait Laurie's actress changed or I'm tripping?????

Oh I'm PISSED AT STEVEN. HE DESERVES TO SUFFER A LITTLE FOR WHAT HE DID TO JACKIE, AND JACKIE DESERVES TO TAKE HER TIME TO DECIDE. UGH When he said he was going to get her back, i thought he was going to, I don't know, DO SOMETHING, not just fight with Michael like a little kid. And now JACKIE'S saying she's going to get him back????? Ugh I want to punch him a bit. And the whole "who apologies first" fuck you Steven, you should still be apologizing first because you messed things up in the first place by not even trying to talk to Jackie about everything. She's completely right about that.

Okay, they're back together now, and I love them, but I'm still pissed. Also, for fucks sake Steven, just fucking say you love her before you two break up again