#[also i like to keep continuity with the questions and answers]

[mandarinmoons]

Too Close for Comfort

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gender neutral reader Summary: Being stuck in a closet with your best friend evokes some feelings you hadn't felt before, leaving you both confused and questioning where you stand Words: 877 Warnings: None A/N: This is my entry for @imagining-in-the-margins "Stuck Together Challenge"! It's also my first time taking a part in a writing challenge and I really enjoyed it <3

“Whoa, Emily, careful!”

Emily snickered behind you as she pushed you along to the closet, Morgan trailing behind her while doing the same to Reid. Morgan laughed as Spencer nearly tumbled to the floor because of the force he used to push the lanky man ahead, causing Spencer to huff and regain his balance.

The two of them had been teasing you and Spencer for a while over how close you both were, constantly telling everyone that you were going on a date whenever they heard you make plans to see each other after work and making kissy faces when they saw you talking to each other during work hours. It was something you could easily brush off, but now it was getting ridiculous.

After a long case, Rossi invited everyone to his place for a get-together and a few hours later, Penelope suggested playing some party games. Of course, Emily and Morgan being the evil geniuses that they are, threw out the idea to play seven minutes in heaven and it ended up with them rigging the game to make sure that you and Reid were stuffed in the closet together. You knew they could be sneaky, but this was hitting a new nerve.

“Have fun!”

Before you had a chance at a comeback, the door was slammed in your face and you and your coworker were surrounded by darkness. Blinking a few times to get used to the lack of light, you saw Spencer awkwardly looking from side to side, taking in his surroundings. To you it seemed as if he was doing his best to avoid eye contact with you, even if you could barely see one another.

“Rossi’s coats seem nice.”

“It’s Rossi, pretty much all of his belongings are imported from Italy.”

Spencer chuckled and lifted his head to catch your gaze. The smiles faded from both of your faces as reality of the situation set in. You were stuck in a cramped closet and the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. You didn’t think you could ever feel unease with Spencer, if you were to ask who was the one person you felt most comfortable with your answer would always be him, but something about this situation felt different. It felt as though you hadn’t been this close to him before and it was unearthing some new feelings.

It might have been dark, but there was just enough light coming in from the crack of the door that you could make out the features on his face that you loved so much. The golden hue in his irises, the crows feet surrounding his eyes whenever he squinted, it was the things that came to mind at first whenever you thought of him. Why were you thinking of him this way?

“This was not what I meant when I said I wanted to be closer to you.”

“Oh really, genius, what did you have in mind then?”

“I don’t know, sitting beside you on the couch while we watched a movie?”

“Yeah and then have Emily and Morgan poke fun at us again throughout the film.”

“Well that certainly sounds better than being stuck here.”

“It’s only for seven minutes!”

“You never know if they decide to “forget us” in here.”

“That does sound like something they would do.”

Faced with the fact that your coworkers might play a prank and keep you locked up for longer, you sat on the ground to be more comfortable and Spencer followed suit. As he sat down, the tip of his shoe hit yours and you nudged him back gently, making each other chuckle by continuing the action.

“You know behaviour like this is what makes them tease us.”

“I know but it’s hard not to do.”

“What? Not getting on my nerves?”

A chuckle leaving Spencer’s lips again, he moved across the closet so he was now sitting next to you, his shoulder brushing yours and feeling his breath on your face. Your eyes locked once again and the tension felt as strong as before.

As you kept your sight on him the hotter the closet seemed to get. It was hard to look away, you swore you saw Spencer’s pupils dilate and you were arguing with yourself in your head whether it was true or not. 

“Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“I um…”

Before Spencer had a chance to finish his sentence, the door unlocked and you winced at the sudden light pooling into the room.

“You two seem comfortable.”

Shaking your head at Emily’s comment, you stood up and offered Spencer a hand, feeling your cheeks heat up feeling how warm his hand was in yours. 

With Emily striding back to the kitchen to the rest of the team, you and Spencer stood there for a moment taking in the situation, holding hands and trying to look away to hide the obvious blush on both of your faces.

“After you.”

Smiling at his manners, you let go of his hand and made your way back to everyone, leaving Spencer to stand by himself for a second, cursing Emily in his head for the intrusion, and for not letting himself finish what he wanted to say.

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[sonicpridecorner]

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[aventurineswife]

Prince!Kaveh x Librarian!Veritas x Knight!Reader. I don't really have a specific idea in mind.. maybe angst with a happy ending? The prince is in a secret relationship with both Veritas and Reader, but they constantly have to hide their relationship away from the public due to it's nature, so they always meet secretly behind closed doors and wary nights away from the prying eyes... I have no idea how this will have a happy ending, but oh well. Can be one part or multiple ones. Whatever you see fit!

A Love Not Meant to Hide

Summary: Kaveh, a prince torn by the weight of his secret relationships, struggles with the pressures of living in the shadows with both Ratio, the brilliant intellectual, and you, his loyal knight. Despite the love and connection they share, secrecy takes its toll on their bond. As tensions rise, they come to a turning point where they must decide whether to continue hiding their love or face the world, no matter the consequences. Together, they find strength in each other and take a bold step toward living their truth, no longer fearing judgment or the price of their love.

Tags: Kaveh x Reader x Ratio, Polyamory, Angst, Romance, Hidden Love, Emotional Struggle, Slow Burn, Introspection, Knight x Prince x Poet, Secrets, Self-Acceptance, Character Growth.

Warnings: Mild angst, Emotional conflict, Secrecy, Self-doubt, Societal judgment, Adult themes (related to relationships).

The moonlight slanted through the cracks in the high tower’s windows, casting long shadows on the stone floor. Kaveh stood by the window, looking out into the vast expanse of night. His hair seemed to glow, even in the dim light, and his sharp eyes reflected the quiet turmoil inside. His mind raced, as it always did in moments like these. The weight of his secret relationships with both Ratio and you, the knight, pressed down on him like a thousand-pound stone.

The silence was broken by a soft knock on the door.

"Come in," Kaveh’s voice was strained, but calm—an echo of the serene face he showed the world. It was only in these hidden moments, with you and Ratio, that his true vulnerability would come to light.

You entered first, your heavy armor clinking softly as you walked, your expression full of resolve. You always carried that quiet strength, the one that made him feel grounded even when everything else around him felt like it was on the verge of falling apart.

Behind you, Ratio stepped in, his usual self-assured stride a little more cautious tonight. His hair, as always, swept across his face in a way that seemed deliberate, adding to his aloof yet magnetic presence. His piercing eyes studied Kaveh, as if seeking answers to questions Kaveh had yet to voice aloud.

"How long will this continue, Kaveh?" Ratio asked, his voice sharp, yet there was an underlying softness—concern, maybe. His intellect rarely softened in such moments, but Kaveh knew the gravity of his words. This secrecy was starting to wear on them all.

Kaveh turned to face the two of you, his hands gripping the edges of the windowsill, the weight of his own ideals and sacrifice heavy on his shoulders.

"I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this," he admitted quietly, his voice trembling only slightly. "Being with both of you in secret, hiding everything from the world—it’s tearing me apart."

You stepped closer, your presence a calm beacon in the storm of his emotions. Kaveh’s eyes met yours, and you could see the exhaustion, the self-doubt, the vulnerability he so rarely let anyone see. You reached out, your hand resting on his arm, grounding him in the warmth of your touch.

"Do you think we’re happy with this too?" you asked softly, your voice steady but full of pain. "But we understand why we must keep it hidden. For your safety, for all our safety."

Ratio’s eyes flicked to you, a fleeting moment of shared understanding before he turned back to Kaveh. "I have no patience for this secrecy," he said bluntly, "but I also understand its necessity. The truth must come out eventually. We cannot live like this forever."

Kaveh let out a long sigh, leaning into your touch as if it were the only thing anchoring him to the present. "I want to be with both of you, openly. I want to share our love with the world. But I fear the consequences… the backlash, the judgment. You both deserve more than this shadowed life."

You gave a soft, bitter laugh. "We both knew the risks when we decided to be with you, Kaveh. We knew what it would cost us. But our love... our bond... that’s worth any sacrifice."

There was a long pause, filled only with the heavy sound of breaths in the silence. Kaveh, for all his brilliance and idealism, had always been afraid—afraid of losing the people he loved, afraid of the world’s unforgiving gaze. But now, in the quiet sanctuary of their secret meeting place, he realized something important.

You and Ratio, despite the differences in your worlds, had always been there for him. Both of you had offered him your support, your trust, and above all, your love. And maybe, just maybe, it was time to stop hiding.

"Maybe… maybe it’s time we take the risk," Kaveh said, his voice stronger now. "Maybe the world will never understand, but we don’t have to live for their approval. We live for each other."

Ratio was silent for a long moment before nodding, a rare warmth in his gaze. "If you’re ready, then so am I. We all deserve to live freely—without fear."

You smiled softly, stepping closer to Kaveh and pulling him into an embrace. "No matter what happens, Kaveh, we’re in this together. All of us."

Kaveh let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding, his heart lighter than it had been in months. With you and Ratio by his side, he felt a spark of hope for the first time in ages. They would face the consequences, whatever they might be, together.

In that moment, the three of them stood there, in the quiet warmth of a hidden room, with nothing but the sound of their hearts beating in unison. It wasn’t perfect—nothing ever was—but it was real. And that was enough.

The day came when the three of them were no longer willing to live in fear. Kaveh made a bold decision—he would no longer hide in the shadows of his love. Together, they faced the world, each step forward a testament to their courage, their love, and their belief in each other.

The road ahead would be difficult—society wasn’t kind to those who defied its rules—but for Kaveh, Ratio, and you, the journey was worth every challenge. After all, the beauty of love, like the beauty of art, had the power to change the world. And as long as they had each other, nothing could ever tear them apart.

In time, the world would come to see that the bond they shared was something worth celebrating—proof that love, in all its forms, could bloom even in the darkest of places.

And maybe, just maybe, that was the greatest masterpiece they could ever create.

[pharmaciacatholica]

Hey Nick,

Could you pray for me? I've been struggling on and off the past few years about if I should become Catholic or not. I feel like there's overwhelming signs that I should, but feel nervous about making the leap for several reasons. I keep feeling like I solved the issue, then my anxieties and questions about doing it come back again and again and make me change my decision.

Would love any kind of advice you could give me. I know I didn't delve into the reasons, it's a myriad of personal and theological reasons. I feel like I pray for signs on what to do...and then get small signs and moments of revelation, and then feel incapable of acting upon them.

Anyways, thank you if you do. Have always loved following you. Honestly you and your blog is definitely one of the things that keep encouraging me lol. Hope you have a wonderful weekend.

Yes of course I will pray for you. Anxieties and doubts are normal but they also have their root in the Evil One and thus we should be steadfast in our attempt to move through/past them. One need not answer every theological issue prior to conversion because this is unreasonable to expect from yourself and also contrary to the virtue of Faith. We examine the motives of credibility, make the assent of faith, and most of our understanding only comes after. This doesn’t mean you ought not to try and understand from the beginning but is just an acknowledgment that it will not all come at once.

In the words of Cardinal Saint John Henry Newman:

Of course, my only answer to you can be that the Catholic Church is the true fold of Christ, and that it is your duty to submit to it. You cannot do this without God's grace and therefore you ought to pray Him continually for it. All is well if God is on our side. Excuse the brevity with which I am obliged to write, and believe me,

Thank you for the kind words, have a blessed weekend as well!

[morningstargirl666]

If Klaus didn’t exist, who would you have wanted Caroline to end up with? I vice versa if Caroline didn’t exist who would you want to be Klaus’s endgame?

I feel that Matt was always wrong with her because she would never live up to Elena in his mind. I liked her relationship with Tyler and agree with Klaus when he said he was her first love, but I always thought they had no real future together. Her relationship with Stefan was interesting and I really liked how he actually promised to be a better man for her and be worthy of her. He married her and some things he said rivaled Klaus. If Klaus wasn’t an option, I’d want her to end up with some like him. It’s the least she deserves.

As for Klaus, I feel like he and Aurora had a nice relationship, but she was always toxic for him and wasn’t good for his mental state. His chemistry with Camille was ok, but I feel like she was just a bland knock off of Caroline so I can’t get on board. I feel like he and Hayley could have been something, since they share many similarities and she’s very different for his usual type. She also is a morally ambiguous and comes from a difficult childhood like Klaus, and she values family and is close in physical age to him. I also feel that her being a werewolf and later a hybrid made her even more similar to Klaus and had they not had that stupid baby drama going on, could actually have become something interesting.

However I’m glad both Caroline and Klaus exist since they are the ultimate TVD Couple!!!

Oh, boy.

Anon, you have no idea of the beast you've just woken. This is such a loaded question and I have such an essay length answer that disagrees with yours, so apologies in advance but---

[cracks knuckles]

First of all, I do agree on the Matt and Tyler front. Caroline would have never ended up with Matt, because not only would she have never been able to live up to Elena, but Matt was also still in love with Elena while he was dating Caroline. In fact, I'd go as far to say Matt was still in love with Elena well into s3 and s4 --- in 3x16 Matt and Elena have a conversation about her and the Salvatores, and when Elena mentions Damon got under her skin, and no matter what she does, she can't shake him, Matt replies with "Once you fall in love with someone I don't know if... I don't know if you can ever shake them." And he says this while looking at Elena. An awkward silence between the two follows, loud enough that Elena actually questions if they're okay, worried talking about the Salvatores is weird for him. A few episodes later, if that confession wasn't enough, he and Jeremy desperately conspire to get Elena out of town and away from Alaric and everyone else, hoping to protect her---not really sparing a thought for Caroline or the others, despite the fact the Council are literally trying to kill them. So, in this instance, actions really speak louder than words, and all Matt's actions point to his continuing affections for one Elena Gilbert.

Caroline and Tyler wouldn't have worked out either, just like you say, but for different reasons opposed to her and Matt. Tyler is the first person to want to put Caroline first, above anybody, and he does try to, god, he tries; he wants to---but outside factors always get in the way. First, it was his pack loyalities: I hate him for not saving Caroline from Jules and her pack, but I also can't really blame him---he's lost and alone, just a teenager whose lost his shit Dad and then his Uncle in quick concession before finding out he's a freaking werewolf. Of course he turned to Jules when she rolled into town---who else was going to help him? Who else was he going to trust? Caroline? Who lied to him about the vampires in town? Who tried to keep him at arm's length, knowing his bite could kill her? Nah, unfortunately, him making mistakes in the beginning and following the wrong people is completely understandable, when you think about his position. Still doesn't excuse it, but you know, such a thing as nuance. Then, of course, it was his sirebond to Klaus that wrecked the relationship, which literally meant he couldn't put Caroline first, even if wanted to. And then once Tyler's jealousy and hatred of Klaus got involved, the relationship turned sour and became way past saving. But to be honest, even if Klaus had never sired Tyler, or not gotten involved in the relationship between Tyler and Caroline at all---I don't think they would have worked out because they've just always been heading in different directions. Unlike what Klaus believed, Tyler was so much more than a "small town boy" and he was always going to end up leaving Mystic Falls, searching for a pack of his own to lead. They had no future together, because their futures were always destined to be polar opposites. The relationship was sweet and hopeful, like any first love is, but it was never meant to last.

Now.

[inhales deeply]

Stefan and Caroline.

I don't get this ship. I just don't. And I'm not just saying this because I ardently ship Klaroline---I understand other ships, and why people might root for them, even if the ship is not for me. I understand the love for Stelena and Delena; I understand why the TO audiences shipped Klamille---even to a certain extent can see why they might have liked Klayley---and it comes down to a simple truth; there was canon development for those ships. Stelena and Delena are the obvious examples, Klamille was obviously the main pairing for Klaus over on TO, and Klayley---although absolutely outlandish to me (we'll get to that in a minute)--- I can understand, as it's more of a fanon ship that didn't really exist in canon, but could have, if TO had decided to go down the road that has the same kind of vibes as arranged marriage aus---but baby mama edition. Basically, what I'm saying is, there always was something to root for.

But what's there to root for with Steroline?

With most ships, even if you don't ship them, you can remember their peak, romantic moments. Stelena? I think of Stefan fighting complusion for Elena, or of him respecting her choice and saving Matt before her. Delena? Kissing Damon on death's door. Maroline? Matt carrying a drunk Caroline home and tucking her into bed, and then staying with her when she asks. Forwood? Caroline staying with him while he turned, refusing to leave, even when he could kill her. Hell, I could even name a few for Klamille and Klayley and I hate those ships.

But I can't remember a single one for Steroline. Not. A. Single. One. Telling, that.

In fact, I'd go as far to say all Stefan did was make Caroline miserable.

The development was rushed from the get go---apparently Caroline had feelings for him this entire time? After he shot her down so badly in the pilot? Stefan going as far to say nothing would ever happen between them??? Oh, but you say, that's the beauty of it---NO BITCH IT AIN'T. Did you not see my question marks?????????? The amount of emotional damage that single interaction probably inflicted is insane. Some of you have never been rejected by a boy and it shows.

If that starting point wasn't bad enough, Stefan had to be convinced he had feelings for Caroline. Like. Yeah. Super romantic, that. Love a man that has to be persuaded into asking me out. What a catch. And THEN, over the course of the show, wherein they actually start dating, Stefan not only repeatedly puts other people like his brother first, but doesn't respect Caroline's decisons to boot. I can't remember what season it is, but doesn't he literally kidnap Caroline to get her out of town and 'protect' her? And they have this big arguement where Caroline is like, you would have never done this to Elena. AND SHE WAS RIGHT. HE NEVER DID DO IT TO ELENA BECAUSE HE FUCKING LOVED ELENA.

And all the bullshit about him promising to be a better man, to be worthy of her. Bitch boy you are a mass murder with your own legendary kill count that rivals Jack the Ripper's infamy. You have have murdered children. No wonder Klaus had the hots for you, you're basically his version of wet dream caked from head to toe in blood. There is no redeeming that. But 'I can fix him'---no, Caroline you can't. It is not your reponsibilty to be his moral compass, or his doting housewife while he fucks off elsewhere on the latest mission to clean up Damon's mess. Have some self respect and get out now. We didn't watch 5 seasons of your absolutely amazing character arc just to see all that development washed down the drain.

So yeah. I am not a fan of Steroline. If Caroline doesn't end up with Klaus, in my head she's finally left Mystic Falls and galivanting around the world, actually learning to love herself. Both the girl that died in a hospital bed and the vampire she had become. If she met and married anyone, it would have to be someone that bestowed her the respect and affection she deserves, and not anyone from Mystic Falls, because they clearly can't.

Klaus, I wouldn't pair with anyone else either. With Camille, it's not just that she was so very clearly a Caroline knock-off, trying to capture what those two had and transfer it to TO---she was also never a well-written character overall. I highly doubt her character would pass the Bechdel test, and she was always written in service of Klaus and his plotlines, not herself. Hayley isn't an option for me, because although I understand the ship, it's not a romantic relationship to me---it's purely sexual. He didn't care for Hayley at all, even tries to kill/maim and/or curse her and that's once she's carrying his child. Aurora, I like as a part of Klaus' backstory; one of the many women he's been with throughout the years, and perhaps, the last he actually loved. Because that's the thing---although I would never expect Klaus to be celibate, and has certainly been in love before... I don't believe he's allowed himself to love before he met Caroline. His experiences with Tatia, Aurora and his parents have tainted his perception of love so badly he believes it to be a weakness by the time we see him appear in TVD---Caroline is the one that changes that. Without her, he wouldn't be seeing anybody. Sleeping with them, sure, but not in love with them.

Except for Stefan. Maybe he'd be with Stefan, if Rebekah hadn't bagged him first (siblings, am I right?).

[tsubasaclones]

"wtf is that book", "do i have to read clear card", and other questions you might have after reading holic rei chapter 58

this post is going to be under a readmore because it contains spoilers both for xxxholic rei chapter 58 and like, the entirety of clear card lmao

soooo the last page of chapter 58 of holic rei made me gasp out loud because i never thought i see this fucking book again

for those who may not know, this is the new magic book that's introduced in clear card, generally labelled "alice in clockland" by akiho (who does not know about its magic properties)

the most important thing here is that clow reed once had this book in his possession, and even he failed to use it successfully

i don't have a screenshot on hand rn (too lazy to keep looking) but he then continues on to speculate that it might have been connected to why clow split his soul in half.

if you know why clow exactly clow split his soul in half you can get a pretty good idea of what clow was trying to accomplish with this book (especially with the "couldn't achieve the impossible" bit): he tried to use it in relation to yuuko.

now you might start to see why i'm a litttttle bit nervous to see it in xxxholic! we already established that this thing can't bring yuuko back. what's the point? are we going to rehash that? try to retcon it? what is clamp cooking here???

now you might be asking, what does this book even do? so glad you asked because it's been too long since i wrote an essay-length post yapping about clear card's bullshit.

to summarize, it can rewrite time, with some limitations.

this thing's not exactly easy to use either, if you couldn't tell by clow fucking reed failing. at some point in clear card it's stated that it's been over a century since it was successfully used (until clear card's nonsense, of course)

in clear card, kaito uses it to rewrite akiho's life so that she's actually sakura's twin (but in order to make things largely the same so they didn't have to get into it as much as they Really should have, clamp was just like "oh she was sick as a kid so she had to go live with the great grandfather until conveniently around the time she would have become part of the story originally anyway" which really gives me a lot more questions about this altered timeline that, of course, never get answered. lmao)

the catch here is that he couldn't rewrite anything that was older than him. so he can rewrite akiho's entire life no problem because he is in fact significantly older than her, but her mom had future-seeing abilities and kaito is younger than her so he couldn't erase that completely, so the past/young version of her knew something was up. he also didn't account for the fact that the guardian of this magic book was fucking sick of his shit and thwarted this plan behind his back by leaving a message to sakura that stayed in the altered timeline.

and that brings me to my next point. the guardian of this book, momo (who i love very much. she's awesome)

here's a fun fact about her that's not relevant to what role she could possibly play in holic rei: she's [most likely] named after the book momo by michael ende, which makes sense considering her ultimate role in clear card's plot, but she has this name because akiho is a fucking book nerd who decided that was her name.

you see, the way she works is that whoever she's in a contract with or whatever decides her name and her book's name. now akiho does not have magic and is not in a contract with momo, kaito is, but akiho's mom gave momo to akiho (in plushie disguise) the day she was born, and akiho had no clue she wasn't just a plushie until after the timeline shit (they also never get to reunite after this and they just straight up don't let akiho express any opinion about this ever afterwards??? hello?????????????? but that's beside the point of this post). anyway

but because akiho had momo with her long before kaito realized she was a magical creature and got into a contract with her, and because he was raising her (yes, he's raising her. yes, he's like literally twice her age. yes, clamp thinks this is romantic. this is not a post about how i dislike certain writing choices in clear card so i will leave it at that.) he got used to calling her momo so once he started a contract with her she became officially named momo.

^ also. look at them. why would you separate them clamp.

anyway all that to say, momo is her name & alice in clockland is her book's name now but clow would have called them something else. don't know if holic rei will elaborate on that.

also here she is in her true form. the crown thingy is actually the ring from akiho's mom, lilie, which she gave to her for magic reasons or whatever (yeah there's a little bit of subtext between them but also i might be crazy. that's besides the point)

although when she shows up in clear card's special chapter (not physically, it's some kind of apparition type deal) she notably does not have this ring-crown-thing anymore. which makes me wonder if holic rei will answer why that is.

anyway there's a reason besides "we already established that she can't be used to save yuuko" that makes me nervous for her appearance in holic rei, and that's clear card's ending.

she actually doesn't show up in the last chapter of clear card (chapter 80), she's mysteriously MIA (and i guess we know why now ???) but the situation that makes me worry is as follows:

-throughout the story we are told time and time again that due to his overuse of time magic kaito is literally on the brink of death.

-he finally manages to use momo's book, which is an insane feat as we know because it hasn't been done in over a century and clow couldn't even do it. in any case this is a stupid big amount of magic, since earlier in the story he turns back like a couple hours or something which is noted as being significantly more than he had done before. then when he uses the book he's turning back WAY more than just a couple hours. he's rewriting several years. people's entire lifetimes.

-when the timeline shit is fixed thanks to sakura (which, it took her so much magic to do that that she was passed out for FOUR DAYS and a couple of the clear cards straight up died in the process) he should be in much worse of a condition that he's in, and he's only fine because his time got stopped.

DOES THAT SOUND FAMILIAR???

now i guess their sneaky little loophole is that they don't say "he should be dead" but just like, he should be doing really bad, but fuck that. like man, he was ALREADY on the brink of death before this which we were shown very clearly, he should be dead. what worries me about this is they're having akiho go "i'm gonna find a way to un stop his time and heal him" as if that's possible! as if that doesn't go against, well, yuuko's entire circumstances around her death.

which has always been extra baffling to me BECAUSE of how they implied clow used momo's book to try (and fail) to save yuuko. so when the chapter came out i was like "lmao they can't have momo here because she'd know this isn't going to work"

and the thing is, they've done dramatic irony with akiho a couple times before this

(this still makes me laugh btw)

but this isn't framed as that. it's framed as a good ending, like they may actually be able to pull that off at some point. but like??? they really shouldn't given. you know. everything that tsubasa & xxxholic established. and clear card is very much connected to these, given that the only thing that even really fucking matters at the end is that sakura has a second staff conveniently due to the timeline bs (and not anything she even did herself) so that when she has to give up the old staff she's not even inconvenienced, which kind of cheapens the whole thing imo. but besides that clear card has sooooo many tsubasa references, some of which i'm fine with but a lot of them i don't think really work in its favor.

so that's why i'm really worried about them bringing clear card stuff into holic rei. i can't trust their writing skills anymore. i can't trust that they won't be like "wellllllll what if we can bring her back after all"

i can't even be excited about the possibility of seeing momo again when she's one of the best things to come out of the trainwreck that is clear card. i'm like lowkey scared they're gonna use her to fuck everything up. please clamp. please

in general, i think clear card kind of needs to be quarantined as its own thing. i don't want that energy brought into their other stories that still have good writing. OTL

also, here's another fun fact: as of the end of clear card, all of the clear cards (except for one) were basically made to go be part of momo's book by the forces of the universe because they're also kind of forbidden magic like her book is (and whose fault is that? not sakura's. it's kaito's, because he was indirectly manipulating her into situations where she'd subconsciously make them in hopes she'd make one that worked for his plans so he could steal it and use it instead. but that's beside the point)

so uhhhh we might see the clear cards in holic rei? what fucking timeline are we living in

sorry this ended up long. i got nothing else to do rn

[youhavethewrong]

Spoiler-free Yuiview: The Hundred Line - Last Defense Academy

Super Mario 64. Undertale. Elden Ring. Every once in a long while, you get a game that makes people smack their head and go "of course! We have the technology to make this, why isn't this the industry standard?". A game whose mechanics, innovation, and use of the medium makes people realize that so much more is possible in video games than what is being currently done. A trend-setter, with lasting cultural impact that inspires people to push quality standards further.

I truly hope people realize The Hundred Line - Last Defense Academy is that game for the current generation.

As I mentioned in the title, this is going to be a spoiler-free review. I won't reveal any of the game's plot points other than the premise, and instead I'll focus on telling you what the game does well. I won't be able to give specific examples for some points, so you'll have to trust me on this one.

(I've earned your trust, right~?)

The protagonist of our game is Takumi Sumino, a teenager from the Tokyo Residential Complex - an underground city people have been living in for so long that they don't remember what the sky looks like. One day, the complex is attacked by The Invaders, monsters that seem intent on killing everyone for no apparent reason. Takumi meets Sirei, a little egg guy who gives him an infuser - a sword that when stabbed directly to his heart, allows him to gain the powers of Hemoanima and fight back.

(The cunty red eyeshadow comes free with the outfit)

After saving his friend Karua from the invaders, he suddenly loses consciousness and finds himself at Last Defense Academy, along with other people his age who have the same powers. There, they are tasked with defending the academy from the invaders for a period of 100 days.

From then on the game goes on to weave a narrative filled with twists and secrets. What's the purpose of the academy, and why are the invaders intent on getting inside? What happened to everyone back at the complex? Why were these random kids drafted into a war? And what exactly is behind the Undying Flames that surround the school?

(...but most importantly, what's the point of Sirei working out?)

Hundred Line is the brainchild of Kazutaka Kodaka, writer of the Danganronpa serie, and Kotaro Uchikoshi, writer of the Zero Escape series. In other words, a joint project between two writers with plenty of experience in mystery video games, working together at their prime. And it shows. The way in which the mystery is written in Hundred Line is nothing short of a masterclass. As the story progresses, questions continuously get answered while new ones are introduced. Each time you learn something new, it comes with the knowledge that there's more you don't know. It's a structure that keeps the player engaged, satisfied, and curious to know more throughout the entire game. The desire to unravel what's happening behind the scenes works as an intrinsic motivator that makes you want to keep playing just to find out the game's secrets.

(Why was he even given sweating functionality?)

The main gameplay mechanic is the battles you'll be engaging in every time the school is attacked. It works as a top down tactics game, taking place in a grid. You are given AP (which I can only assume stands for Action Points), which you can spend as you see fit to dispose of the enemy.

Now, keep in mind this is coming from someone who's tried and failed miserably to play multiple tactics games: this game is a REALLY good tactics game. It's easy to understand, and it gives you plenty of tools to master it. It also features some really clever quality of life design choices that help set it apart from other games in the genre.

For example, besides certain attacks doing extra damage to flying units, there's no such thing as weaknesses and resistances. Crucially, it also doesn't feature random chance. You can do an attack that does a specific amount of damage, and covers a specific range - and that's that. This keeps combat really clean, as you have a certainty that your moves will have the desired effect always.

("Damn it Takumi, hit your shots so we can move the plot forward and figure out how the cafeteria chef robots work already!")

Secondly, AP can be distributed however you want. It's not just one move per character. 5 AP allows you to either make 5 characters do 1 action each, or 1 character do 5 actions in a row. This, plus the facts that defeating each big unit gives you 1 AP and that ultimates don't consume AP, allow you an immense amount of freedom in your combat that let you perform absurdly long turns if you play your cards right.

(This player could, for example, heal Takumi so he can defeat more big guys in the long run. Or have Kyoshika use her high ATK damage that stuns her, heal her stun, and have her use it again. Or increase Kurara's movement so she can build more turrets. Or boost Yugamu's damage to defeat enemies around Kurara. Or-)

Each unit does a completely unique, super useful thing. Some specialize in defeating enemies quickly, some snipe, some boost, some build - and you're not even forced to use all of them. For example, I watched my friend Alice playing a mission I had already beat, and learned that we both had completely different playing styles. While I used Takumi to defeat large swaths of enemies at once and then fire ultimates, she focused on Eito's high single-target damage and boosts to loop enemies. Both strategies worked.

(If we get enough people playing this game, we might even find a use for Gaku!)

The non-tactics gameplay will also have you making important, meaningful choices. Will you hang out with characters to find out their secrets, and find out which gifts they prefer, allowing you to increase your grades? Will you spend that time studying? Will you go out and explore to get materials and develop specific characters? Will you train in VR to get more currency to unlock more abilities? For a VN tactics game, Hundred Line gives you an unprecedented amount of freedom to play it however you want.

(However you want, I tell you!)

I'm also a big fan of how gameplay connects with the storytelling. A character is a recluse that avoids fighting? Their gameplay will consist of tanking hits for the rest. Two characters depend on and protect each other? They get buffed when the other's in danger. And it goes beyond that - some of the game's plot twists are foreshadowed by combat abilities. This game is rife with the kind of twist that was staring you on the face since the start.

(For Spoiler reasons I can't show any specific examples of that, so please enjoy this game dialogue instead)

Now, one thing to keep in mind about this game: IT IS STRESSFUL AS FUCK. You know how Animal Crossing and the like are described as cozy games? Hundred Line might be described as a discomfort game. A looooooooot of bad things happen to these characters, and they rarely get any breathing room to relax. I don't think this is a negative, just a byproduct of how much the story hooks you in and makes you care about what's happening. I do, however, think it's worth mentioning, considering how many of the memes around this game revolve around how stressful it is to have free time.

(You know that feeling when something in your life sucks, but all you can do about it is wait? Welcome to the video game version of that.)

However, as stressful as this game can get, I still think it's one of the most unique experiences currently available in gaming. The tightness of writing, gameplay, and just overall experience are all of the highest caliber. Don't deny yourself a masterpiece of this scope, step out of your comfort zone!

(Oh, right. We haven't talked about the scope yet, have we?)

So, let's talk numbers for a second. The Hundred Line - Last Defense Academy has over 600 CGs, or "cutscene graphics" (those big drawings that cover the screen), over 2000 sprites (the character drawings), and more than 100 endings.

(Why are they like this)

The amount of content-... no, the amount of work put into this game is insane. This might sound absurd to some of you, but I truly believe Hundred Line, with its simple-to-understand gameplay and intriguing storytelling, is one of the highest standards for video games at this moment. It's what happens when development time isn't spent on massive maps, photorealistic graphics, or DLC, but instead to make the base game better and more complete. It's what happens when absurd levels of ambition and creativity meet tight execution and focus.

There's not much more I can add without spoiling what happens in the game, but I will say this: after reaching day 100 you will understand why my friend Alice said this as soon as she beat it

In conclusion, Hundred Line is not only one of the most ambitious but also one of the best games currently available. I heartily recommend it, it's been many years since a game has had me this engaged even when I'm not actively playing it.

If you wanna try it out without commitment, the free demo version of goes all the way up to Day 7, and you can transfer your save file to the full version if you wish to buy it later. It is such a good game that I honestly think denying yourself the experience would be doing yourself a disservice.

(Oh no, don't worry, the darkness is fine. I've just spent so many sleepless nights theorizing about Hundred Line that the light now hurts my eyes :) Wanna join me?)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

what is your favorite thing about charles and your favorite thing about erik? separately, as in what you like most about their characters :]

a devious question this one is, my friend!!! it's hard enough for me to explain my thoughts cohesively, but having to pick ONE thing i particularly love is difficult. with characters like charles and erik, theres been so much done with their characters over the decades and so they have so many components to them that make them so interesting and fun to observe. BUT I TRY FOR YOU TODAY. under the cut i kinda ramble and the size of this text box makin me anxious

i think if i were to be simple and broad, what i enjoy most about charles is his determination to help others, even if he isn't really thanked and/or if people don't even like him. ofc, this isn't to say he hasn't done wrong- to be honest, the fact he does wrong/questionable things at times is another aspect of him i really enjoy, maybe because- broadly speaking- he's meant to be altruistic (intent vs outcome and all that). i don't know if that's super exciting to most people, but it is for me

as for erik, my reason for liking him is easier to explain tbh. To Be Simple And Broad, his progression from villain to antihero over the decades has been fun to observe (as much as i have so far anyhow) and analyze. i think to be a bit more specific, him using his rage and pain as justifications for his villainous actions is definitely what compels me the most: hurt people hurt and the sort, an idea i've always found interesting (something something vicious cycles and the like). yet now, he recognizes this wasn't really. A Just Thing To Do and is beginning to change that, which i enjoy

[captainbuzzard]

was clearing out my phone's gallery and once again realized how much art i never posted here, so here's a stijn strongbody!

[ID: a digital line drawing of Stijn Strongbody, a middle aged Japanese man with four sheep's horns, and, barely visible before the canvas cuts off, four arms. he holds a pencil in one hand as he looks off to one side with a good-natured, contemplative expression.]

[autobots-in-training]

Hi! This is for every bot (and the human running this blog) I just wanted to say hi, I think you’re all cool, I hope you have a good day, and happy holidays! :)

Ravage: December is an interesting month, because humans are so... Unusually cheery. It's weird when i go on missions, how does nearly the entire planet have that weird human dressed in red and sometimes blue everywhere??

Galvatron: Humans are weird.

Ravage: Each city state on cybertron had its own holidays, there were just a couple that were enforced by the coundi-

Frenzy: Outta my way!! I fucking LOVE christmas!! TC is obsessed with earth media, and showed carrier some stuff that's popular around this time of year, and started a tradition of giving us stuff!!

Ravage: Ugh, you only like it because your present is always new speaker mods for your outlier abilities that somehow make it even more unbearable.

Frenzy: AND IT ALWAYS FUCKING ROCKS!!!

Rumble: it's so astonishing that she hasn't permanently damaged her audio receptors.

Frenzy: Only a little bit!! My left receptor doesn't register lower frequencies anymore!

Rumble: That's a bad thing. You know that's a bad thing, right?

Frenzy: You're no fun! All our presents are so fucking cool!!

Ravage: You do know that Starscream helps build them right?

Rumble&Frenzy: WHAT???

Galvatron: Ha, you broke them.

Ravage: They were going to learn sooner or later.

*end transmission*

(happy holidays to you all, thank you for sending asks and participating in my silly little fan continuity. next year will have more fics, more lore and more art!! (bit of a longer message in tags))

[mspaintlightbulb]

hi erm what the sigma

QUICK POST LIKE SUPER QUICK I THINK I’LL JUST YAP IN THE TAGS

but basically this account will no longer continue

thanks for staying :D

@teamnotsoepic <- my main tumblr acc! its not very active but i would usually post if i dont feel like posting on my instagram

@/hittinelfbar <- my instragram!

[loser-jpg]

hate teacher.

so angry.

he told me my 6 months worth of work has to be scrapped and entirely redone in 2 weeks. thats literally impossible. i am the tiniest inconvenience away from having an entire meeting with him to read him a 5 page essay on how he has been of no help this entire semester and last and how he has done nothing but inconvenience me all year.

hes seen the work many times before but only brought up the issue now. 2 weeks before a progress report. He told me the thing hes been having me work on for an entire month cant be part of my progress report because its not specific enough.

IF THIS WAS GOING TO BE A PROBLEM HE WOULD HAVE ALREADY KNOWN AND HE SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME BEFORE I WAS 6 MONTHS IN.

he blatantly holds favoritism as every other student (they all happen to be cis men) get all the help in the world yet i get no help at all and when he tells me i have to scrap all my work he doesnt even point me in the right direction just says redo it you have 2 weeks.

this is a group project but every other group is doing one project with all people working together yet mine is doing one project each person meaning i cant even get assistance. two of the people in my group HAVE NOT SPOKEN A WORD TO ME SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR.

he is also needlessly rude. instead of just politely saying there might be an issue he feels the need to make me feel like an idiot for not realizing it sooner. I am half convinced this man finds joy in publicly humiliating and shaming me in any way possible. You are a grown ass man what the actual fuck. You are in your god damn 50s.

[akkivee]

cinematic parallels lmao

[steelbluehome]

I'd just like to clarify some things about Senator Cory Booker's marathon Senate speech in protest of the present administration and everything they are doing to the American people.

Senator Booker was NOT allowed to sit down, eat, or use the bathroom during his speech. Sitting or leaving the room to use the bathroom would be considered yielding the floor. Eating would have interfered with his speaking and the person who has the floor must continue to speak, except when listening to questions that they will then answer.

He only took occasional sips of water.

The person who previously held the record for longest speech on the Senate floor did have bathroom breaks and also did things like read from the encyclopedia.

Senator Booker did not do that. His speech was to point out the damage that this administration is doing and he stayed on that subject.

Senator Booker's speech did reach many people. It wasn't a silly stunt that was done so that he could take the record for longest speech. He wanted to show the country that democrats will do something to bring attention to the problems we are facing. That democrats are listening to them.

Senator Cory Booker spoke for 25 hours and 4 minutes to "make good trouble."

ETA Thanks for all of the reblogs and notes! I hadn't wanted to dirty this post with the name of the former holder of the record for longest time holding the Senate floor, but there are a lot of questions.

Senator Strom Thurmond, a segregationist and white supremacist, held the previous record of 24 hours and 18 minutes when he filibustered the vote on the Civil Rights Act.

Sen. Thurmond had someone put a bucket just outside of the doorway to the cloakroom so that he could keep one foot on the floor while pissing into this bucket, to hold the floor.

Senator Booker would never disrespect the Senate, nor "bend the rules" in such a way.

Because of this Sen. Thurmond could drink coffee or anything else he wanted, as much as he wanted, to keep himself awake, soothe his throat, and keep his mouth from becoming dry.

Senator Booker limited himself to a few sips at a time from two glasses of water at the podium.

Also, Sen. Thurmond began his speech immediately before a vote was to be taken and his speech was specifically to delay that vote. That is the definition of a "filibuster".

Senator Booker's speech was not designed to delay or prevent any vote. He did not know how long he would be physically able to speak. Therefore, his was a speech, not a filibuster.

ETA2: Strom Thurmond did also temporarily yield the floor to a colleague and took a bathroom break at that time. He also had some rye bread and hamburger to eat.

Source

ETA3: So sorry about all of these but I need to include just one more thing.

This is the transcript of Strom Thurmond's filibuster

He read the voting laws of all 48 states (this was 1957). He read from a book called "The History of the Jury Trial" speaking for quite some time about things like the justice system of the Anglo-Saxons. He read from other books, he read from the Declaration of Independence, he read from the Constitution. He yielded the floor for someone to be sworn in. All kinds of things about his filibuster made Senator Booker's speech a far superior feat, not just because it lasted longer.

[lucyhasnoidea]

tbh i just feel like nothing in my life sparks joy right now

[sttoru]

pls pls pls 🥹 older bf! gojo fucking the attitude out of his gf

 𝝑𝑒 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. satoru picks you up after your lecture to spend quality time with you, only to realise you got an attitude that needs some fixing.

tags. dom older bf!gojo x female reader. smut, pwp but also with plot. age gap (reader early 20’s, satoru early 30’s). rough. hints of degradation. p in v -> unprotected. standing doggy. semi-public. spanking. hair pulling. name calling. creampīe. nicknames ‘princess, baby’. wc: 3.2k

“mind telling me who that was, baby?” satoru asks while he fixes his sunglasses. he pushes his hair back a little, walking beside you through campus. you had just finished your study session with a boy who’s in your statistics class. your lovely boyfriend offered to pick you up and take you back home after that.

though, despite the kind gesture, you’re still visibly stressed after revising the material. your mind is occupied with all sorts of stuff you need to know before your exam on thursday.

“just a classmate,” you respond curtly, not even looking at satoru. you’re speeding ahead of him, wanting to rush home already. you nibble on your bottom lip and your brows are furrowed due to the distress, “why do you care?”

that sentence came out harsher than you had expected it to. you don’t mean to be bitchy, but you’re under too much stress at the moment. your body reacts before you can withstand it.

satoru is silent for a few seconds. he’s surprised by the tone of voice you used. he keeps on following you, however, not letting your little comment ruin the conversation. he’s there to help you, not to make you even more upset.

which is why he tries to lighten the mood.

“oh?” satoru chuckles, his dimples showing. he easily keeps up with you, his long legs carrying him around quite fast. the white haired man pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear ever so gently, “did someone upset my little princess today?”

you don’t answer him. you’re focused on your phone, hurriedly texting your friend back while speeding past all the other students. you don’t even notice how the girls are gawking at your man—whispering about how handsome he is and who he might be.

satoru doesn’t pay them any mind. his sole goal is to gain your attention back. he frowns after his question is met with silence. the clicking of his dress shoes increases as he tries to get you to stop and face him.

“c’mon,” your boyfriend sighs and stands in front of you, stopping you to an abrupt halt. he holds your wrist tenderly yet firmly, letting you know that he wants to properly communicate with you, “y’ can’t ignore me.”

you yank your hand back, your irritated attitude visible in your actions. you look up at satoru, not caring about what he thinks or wants at the moment. you just want to go home and relax. everything is overstimulating you.

“i can and i will,” you huff before stepping aside to continue your journey out of the university’s terrain. your boyfriend’s frown only deepens. you’re not the only one who’s currently getting agitated. you push past a group of students who stood in your way, “let’s just go home.”

satoru’s eyes narrow. he doesn’t get upset fast—he rarely feels any kind of anger—but right now he can feel something itching inside of his chest. he’s tried not to let the jealousy get the best of him at first, but now with all the other emotions coming into play, it’s nearly impossible to hold himself back.

satoru considers himself a fairly mature man. he’s always been one, yet when it comes to you he can’t help but feel like he doesn’t have any control over his emotions. his body and mind act on their own.

“aht aht. not so fast, little lady.”

you suddenly feel yourself being dragged to the side. satoru’s grip around your arm isn’t harsh, but it sure is enough to make you stumble along with him. you click your teeth in slight annoyance after the initial shock settles in. you know there’s no fighting it; you don’t want others to witness your little squabble.

“hey, where are we going?” you ask, a slight whine leaving your throat. you simply want to go lay in your bed and avoid everything and everyone else. your eyes are focused on the back of satoru’s head as he guides you along. he doesn’t bother to face nor answer you.

you sigh and simply allow yourself to be dragged away. if you’re going to get a scolding, you don’t mind. you’re just going to hear him out and nod along so you can go back home faster.

you raise an eyebrow when satoru arrives at the bathroom on the second floor. “what the—” you’re confused as to what your boyfriend is trying to achieve. you quickly look around to see if anyone has seen you.

no one seems to be close. this part of the building has always been empty around this time frame anyway.

you’re pulled into the men’s bathroom after satoru made sure that the coast was clear. he gently pushes you into an empty stall and locks the door. “satoru, what’s up with you?” you sigh as you stumble back against the bathroom wall. it’s a hypocritical comment considering your own nasty attitude.

you try to push him aside, only for your boyfriend to force your arms around his neck, pulling you flush against him. your eyes lock into his and that’s when you notice how . . dark they are. the usual playful look is nowhere to be found.

“i’m just thinkin’ that y’r attitude needs some fixing, hm?” satoru whispers. a ghost of a smirk appears on his face—it’s a twisted one. wicked, with the thoughts of what he’ll do to punish you for your actions. he rarely has that expression when he’s with you.

he tips your chin up with quite some force, “i can help with that.”

everything else happens at a blink of an eye. one of satoru’s large hands slithers up your back to tangle in your hair and yank it back, exposing the column of your throat for his hickeys to take shape on. his other hand swiftly makes work of your pants and undergarments.

his jaw is clenched—the usual hint of gentle love in his eyes is replaced by lust fuelled by jealousy and frustration. satoru is not playing around either. instead of taking his time like he usually does when it comes to intimacy, he’s quick to discard both your clothing.

“fuckin’ tease,” the white-haired man mutters under his breath, panting with desire. he zips down his pants and frees his big cock from his boxers. “always pushing my buttons. isn’t that right, baby?”

satoru lets out a breathy, mocking chuckle. he fists the shaft slowly while his blue eyes roam over your body caged against him and the wall, “but i guess tha’s part of the reason why i love you—hah.”

you’re basically in shock at the sudden switch. your jaw is slack and your eyes are wide, but there’s an undeniable feeling in your chest that tells you you’re loving this change. you can’t deny the fact that you’re turned on. extremely turned on.

“‘toru, i don’t think it’s smart to do this here,” you murmur in a small voice. you’re trying to have some dignity, even now, when your panties are soaked and the scent of your obvious arousal is driving your man crazy.

“don’t care,” satoru shakes his head with a smug grin. his long fingers hook around the waistband of your underwear before flimsily tugging them down to your ankles. his eyes darken the second he sees the webs of sticky, translucent slick clinging from your panties to your puffy folds.

he grunts, his cock twitching painfully in his hand. he’s thinking of simply jerking off to the sight of you in front of him, but he decided otherwise. satoru smacks your clit with his fat tip, “should’ve thought about that before catchin’ an attitude with me.”

suddenly, he turns you around so you’re facing the wall. your nails dig into the flat surface of the tiles, catching onto nothing. you’re hoping that no one will walk into the bathroom. last thing you need is everyone knowing that you were getting your back blown out by your boyfriend on campus.

not that satoru would mind those rumors. it’d only fuel his (already) huge ego.

“oh, yeah— shit. you need this ‘s much as i do,” satoru groans as sinks his cock into your pussy, agonisingly slow, inch by inch. you shudder and hold in your moans as your velvety walls make part for him.

his hands spread your pert asscheeks, smacking the full globes before kneading them to soothe the pain. he continues in a low, dangerous voice, “you wouldn’t be so stuck up if y’ didn’t need this fuckin’ dick to shut you up.”

satoru doesn’t stop pushing in until his heavy balls are resting snugly against your bottom, warming his sack full of cum that’s aching to be released in your dripping cunt.

“ngh, ‘toru,” you bite your lip and try not to orgasm just from the feeling of being full— so full of cock that it makes you see stars, “just like that.”

the white-haired man responds with a satisfied grunt, sweat forming on his forehead from how hot and wet it is inside of you.

“oh, there she is,” satoru coos once he hears your whiny voice, that sweet voice he cherishes and loves. it isn’t cold nor avoidant anymore like before and that’s really all he wanted to acquire. he licks a stripe from the tip of your ear to the lobe, voice husky, “there’s the girlfriend i know. moan some more f’ me.”

you shiver as satoru’s lips connect with the back of your neck. after wetting the skin with his saliva, he bites. not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave a mark. you clamp around his dick in response and he curses under his breath.

“please, fuck me,” you breathe. you need more stimulation, need him to absolutely ruin you. the shallow and slow thrusts he’s giving are nothing but torturous.

satoru grins and rests his chin on top of your shoulder, large hands rubbing around your hips and lower abdomen, teasing your clit every now and then to get you even more pent up.

“fuck you?” he tilts his head, as if contemplating. he clicks his tongue and gives your ass a firm slap that nearly sends you over the edge. “hah, you should be grateful for what i’m givin’ you.”

but satoru’s weak for you. even if he’s trying to be the ‘mean’ and ‘cold’ dominant guy. his cock is aching to plunge in and out of your wet hole, to see you come undone and feel your juices coat his balls and thighs.

“fine. i’ll fuck you,” satoru relents with a roll of his eyes, acting like he isn’t desperate for you too. he grips your hips in a bruising manner and bites your shoulder, “—fuck you like the brat you are.”

your hands save your face from making contact with the wall as your body suddenly jostles back and forth in a speed you can’t even process.

“satoru!” you nearly scream his name out of pure surprise. the pleasure comes crashing down in waves, your pussy uncontrollably spasming around his girthy cock.

satoru grumbles something incoherent as he pistons his hips, ramming in your sloppy cunt while his eyes are fixated on your bouncing ass. white locks of hair stick to his forehead as he splits you open on his dick.

“so pretty,” the older man sighs. he turns your head sideways so you can look him in the eyes while he fucks you silly. he caresses your cheek gently, a contrast to the mocking grin on his lips and the rough thrusts against your ass, “too bad y’ got such a potty mouth on you.”

satoru pushes his index and middle finger between your lips to muffle your noises, “…but don’t worry, i’ll fix that for you. gladly.”

you eagerly suck on them between quick gasps of air, saliva trickling down his hand. your boyfriend redoubles his efforts, the fat tip of his dick hitting that special spot deep inside you.

his free hand reaches down to circle your clit. the double stimulation sends you into a state of pure bliss. your pupils are dilated as you struggle to find satoru’s gaze, head lolling back and forth with each powerful stroke.

perhaps this really was all you needed to help destress and forget all about your responsibilities. it feels good to not think about anything at all— your head empty except for the feeling of your cunt being filled.

satoru’s cock twitches inside of you with the urge to release a load in your womb. “give me it, please,” your voice is muffled as you plead with him. your hand sneaks downwards, trying to find his balls, “w-want your cum.”

your fingers toy with his sack once you find it. his pre-cum and your own juices now coat your skin as well, your hand enclosing around his balls, massaging them. it’s like you’re trying to coax his potent semen out of them and that alone makes satoru throw his head back in ecstasy.

“little cumslut. . .” satoru growls, brows furrowing as he tries not to shoot his cum inside of your greedy cunt right that second. the hand that was keeping you quiet quickly snatches your wrist and pins it against the bathroom wall.

“are you that desperate to get filled? yeah?” your boyfriend huffs, not stopping to catch his breath at all. his hips pound faster against your ass with renewed passion.

your lips are parted and they move, but not a single answer comes out of your mouth. you’re unable to think or talk because of the pleasure.

satoru takes that as a yes. the erotic sight of you being so lost in sin is enough to fuel his desire to fuck you harder. his hips never falter as he scoffs at your pathetic self, “tch, so addicted to my cock y’ can’t even answer me.”

you shake your head and search for your words. however, you fail, and all that you’re capable of communicating is what you need, “fuuuuck, yes i am—‘toru, need your cock ‘n cum— more.”

satoru lets go of your wrist to grab your jaw. he forces your head back again before he captures your lips in a bruising kiss. his tongue plunders inside your mouth, exploring every inch.

he pulls back to gasp for air and releases your jaw with a slight shove to grab your hips again. “more? hah,” the white-haired man lets out a haughty chuckle. he gives a particular hard thrust against your butt, tip kissing your cervix painfully yet deliciously, “y’ think you deserve more after that shit you pulled?”

satoru yanks your head back by your hair. the stinging sensation makes your scalp itchy, but it also increases your pleasure. he lowers his lips to your ear, his voice dangerously low, “nah, you gotta make this work.”

you could. you can make it work and that’s the truth. he could fuck you with just his tip and you’d be able to cum a couple times in a row.

jolts of pleasure run down your spine as satoru drives into you harder, the force of his thrusts rocking your entire body. you’re seeing stars and the words roll off your tongue, “please, mhh, almost there!”

satoru groans. he can feel the delicious fluttering of your cunt around his cock, the telltale signs of an orgasm building. he has half a mind to pull out completely and let you writhe and beg him some more.

he contemplates it for a few seconds. the second your eyes start to roll back, signaling your impending climax, his cock slips out of your pussy. you whine and push your hips back in search for his dick- to fill the void he left.

satoru jerks himself off at the pitiful sight. he rubs his veiny shaft between your slick folds before slapping the tip against your cunt, letting it catch onto your entrance for a few times.

“begging like that isn’t going to get you anywhere. y’ can do better,” your boyfriend encourages in a sultry tone. one of his hands rest on your tummy, fingers splaying over your clothed skin. another filthy smack of his tip against your slit makes you shiver, “come on.”

you bite your lip out of frustration. you arch your back each time the fat head of his cock catches onto your gaping hole, hoping to slip it in, but you can't. you tilt your head back and lock eyes with satoru close up behind you.

“please let me cum, 'toru. i'll be good, i promise,” you beg with a lewd pleading expression. one that make satoru's balls tighten with the urge to cum as well.

with a low groan, satoru snaps his hips forward, burying his dick inside of you once more, “there ya go. good girl, knew y’ had it in you.”

the praise and familiar feeling of his dick stretching you open is enough to push you over the edge. you nearly black out as your cunt spasms around him, your juices gushing out to coat his length and balls.

satoru grits his teeth once he feels your tight cunt clench viciously around his throbbing cock. your orgasm has a domino effect on your lover, causing him to hastily chase his own release. “shit! take it, princess. take it all inside this greedy fuckin' cunt,” he hisses and grinds his pelvis against the fat of your ass.

satoru buries himself to the hilt before his cock jerks and pulses, emptying his balls deep inside of you. his fingers dig into the meat of your butt, holding you in place as he grinds against you, making sure every last drop of his seed is nestled into your waiting womb.

“there y’ go, mhm—taking my load so deep,” your lover sighs and lowers his head, resting against your back. he hugs you tightly to his chest while you both catch your breath. he rides out his orgasm slowly, still grinding against you while he leaves lazy kisses on your nape.

a minute passes before you've regained your composure, somewhat. you smile as satoru kisses your temple lovingly, praising you for taking him so well. the switch back to his usual gentleman personality is much needed after such an intense moment.

“thank you, babe. i needed that,” you giggle as you rest back against his chest. thick, pearly globs of cum escape your pussy, dripping around his cock and onto your thighs, but neither of you could care less. the clean up is a problem for later.

satoru chuckles back at you as he leaves another loving kiss against your cheek. “i knew you did,” he murmurs and pets your head, “my poor girl has been working so hard on her assignments, hm? poor, poor baby.”

you playfully roll your eyes at the overexaggerated concern in your lover's voice, however you appreciate it.

satoru doesn't bother to pull out. first things first; he needs to get you all comfortable again and give you the aftercare you deserve. his hands massage your hips as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, acting all lovey-dovey like he hasn't just shown you a more dominant side of him.

“how ‘bout we go home and order some food? we can cuddle and watch a movie together, ‘kay? i’ll take care of you, princess.”