#'are you sure it wasnt a bad dream' ''if it was it has lasted all my life''

[jewishdainix]

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[peachsayshi]

deadass started reading ‘the way you love me’ after seeing the news abt gojo and i ended up pulling an all-nighter on it 🧍‍♀️ i wasnt intending on smut I just happened upon it bc of the ‘gojo satoru needs a hug’ tag on ao3 but now im a little bit obsessed and i just wanted to pass along a hug of support to a fellow gojo luvr<3 and also ask if u could maybe write something bittersweet with him bc im still grieving immensely.. can be canon compliant or an au or a lil fix-it blurb i just need to feel Something JSJSJD …..💔💔

➳  minors / ageless / blank blogs dni /this blog is 20+ for follows

⥽ notes: nonniee!! ahhh, first off I'm sending you such a big hug after reading the leaks (because it's what we all deserve right now).I love this string bean so much :c he's the reason why I started writing fanfics again :c thank you so much for taking the time to read my gojo fic! I really appreciate the feedback & support xo here's a little bittersweet blurb xo

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ tags: angst/fluff; canon doesn't exist here; in which gojo wins but at a cost; reader has a little anxiety; in which you are both healing together; mentions gojo as a dad; manga spoilers

the image of him on the ground, tattered up like a torn up doll, has your body springing upright from your mattress. your legs go numb as your throat tightens with a discomfort that has you struggling to catch your breath from witnessing the soul of your lover descending into an unknown abyss where you couldn’t follow.

why did he look so real?

the visual sends tremors down your spine, making your heart bang heavily in your chest as your ears ring. you instantly reach for him; your hand desperately seeking out his warmth, but instead your are met with the cold touch of your pillow.

the space beside you is empty, and your heart whispers a low, and petrified: no.

you kick off your bedsheets to stand on your two feet and even though the abrupt gesture makes you a little lightheaded, you catch your balance as you swiftly walk out of your bedroom.

it’s just a dream…

one quick turn to the kitchen is where you find him.

you reach your arm around to pinch your skin just to make sure that you are awake...

...that everything around is what is real.

gojo angles his neck towards you, his gaze softening at the sight of you and a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

"I thought you were asleep," he addresses, the gentle tone of his voice prompting you to march right up to him.

the front of his brows pinch with concern when you reach for his tee and bury your nose into his chest to breathe in the cozy scent of spice and citrus.

a scent that always smells of coming home, of safety, of love...

hot tears prick your eyes; it was just a bad dream, you remind yourself, just a bad dream.

you tilt your chin up, sighing with ease when you meet those familiar irises, all the while thinking that he's still as breathtaking as ever.

you love that he's letting his hair grow out, the snowy length just grazing the base of his neck while the shorter, front layers frame his face nicely.

it's cute seeing him experiment with different looks in this very new process of self discovery - a stage which he was robbed from entirely in his youth.

his once striking, prominent eyes are now soft and muted, a hint of grey glazing over the sparkling blue. the tear in his right pupil reminds of you of that fateful night three years ago, when the weight of the world hung heavily on the broad shoulders of the man before you.

his perfect hands return the gesture of your touch as they seek out your waist, and the simple contact makes your lashes flutter with relief.

he may no longer be the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, the possessor of six eyes, the untouchable with an infinity that garnered his protection...but he is still forever your satoru.

the last three years had you counting every single blessing, with the roots of your happiness blooming all over your home. it's in the gold band that sits comfortably around your ring finger, in every single photograph which has been thoughtfully framed and the bundle of joy sleeping quietly in her bed just down the hall.

yet, despite all of is, you can't shake off the vile cursed king who haunts you like a ghost, especially when you think about the true cost of that battle. if things had taken a turn for the worse then the last three years wouldn't even exist, and everything around you would have been a simple fabrication-

"hey," gojo squeezes your waist to grab your attention, a worried pout forming on his pretty pink lips, "why do you look so upset, angel?"

you swallow the hard lump that's been stuck in your throat since you've woken up. "I had a really bad dream," you proceed to explain, but your voice wavers instantly as a single tear trickles down your cheek, "I had a dream that I...that I lost you..."

your husband arches his brow, but you feel him relax against your touch as a cheeky grin lights up his face. "but I'm right here" he teases with a playful tone that instantly triggers you to feign annoyance.

"Ugh, obviously, satoru..." you scold, gripping your digits against the material of his shirt.

you try to pull away from him, but he simply secures his arms behind your lower back to keep you looped into his frame.

you don't deny the comfort of his embrace, and instead fold by circling your own limbs around his waist as you rest your cheek against his chest.

"I meant losing you for good, as in...never seeing you again..."

"ahh, I see..." your husband acknowledges.

"it scared me, satoru. it really did," you vent with a tiny sniffle. “I thought you were really gone for a moment…”

he draws small, soothing circles with his index finer on your lower back, allowing you to hold onto him for as long as you need while you softly let out your small sobs as the quiet settles around you.

“I can promise you one thing..."

"what's that?"

he releases you for only a moment to cup your cheeks. his face is full of love, showered with devotion that helps wash away your distress. he carefully wipes the rogue tears that fall from your beautiful eyes, before arching forward to tap the tip of his nose against yours.

"you're not getting rid of me that easily" he smiles tenderly and lightly pecks your lips.

his words are laced with confidence, dripping with a strong level of assurance that only satoru gojo can deliver.

it’s lighthearted but full of meaning, because the last time he said that sentence was right before walking into battle.

you curl your fingers around his wrist, parting your mouth this time when he searches for a second kiss. your ears burn when he firms his hold on your jaw, a low flame igniting in your belly as he glides his tongue across yours and releases a satisfied hum in the process.

the kiss is a little extra sweet tonight, like you're savoring the saccharine syrup of the ripest candied berries-

"hmph, 'toru?" you mumble into the kiss, your mind slowly leaving the shrouds of darkness as you rest your forehead comfortably against his. "were you…were you eating the treats that I got for 'ume?"

"what?" he dramatically scoffs in disbelief, "no..."

"satoru..." you reprimand.

"you really think I snuck out here just to eat izumi's candy?"

a tiny giggle escapes you, "you taste like I'm biting into sugar granules..."

"that's cause I'm made of only good things, sweetheart" he smiles as he nuzzles his nose against yours.

for whatever reason that answer brings you immense comfort. despite how much of him has actually changed, you're happy to know that satoru is still himself in many, many other ways.

"I now see where our daughter gets her exceptionally cute charm from," you concede with a roll of your eyes.

"mhmm," satoru agrees with a level of pride that makes your heart swell.

you know just how much that little girl means to him.

he straightens his back, his hand still cradling your face as he calmly strokes his thumb back and forth over your cheek. "feeling a bit better?"

you exhale, "yeah, a little-"

"you want to head back to bed?"

you nod your head, tilting it only slightly for you to kiss the inside of his palm.

“c’mon, let’s get you tucked in”

you’re not quick to let him go just yet, and satoru has to fight back from smiling like an idiot when you lock your arms around his waist.

he stays entangled, draping his own across your shoulder as he leads you back into the bedroom.

you don’t have to tell him where the source of your pain stems from.

he knows it all too well himself.

as a matter of fact, it’s now ingrained at the very core of satoru's soul because even he can’t deny the severity of what happened.

that night stripped him of everything he's ever known, of everything he’s ever believed himself to be…

but he doesn't care about the loss. he doesn’t mull over the depths of his sacrifice when the exchange of his divinity for his mortality meant the reward of living out the rest of his life with his one true love by his side.

it’s a decision he would have made a thousand times over.

[soonsluv]

hot summer nights

pairing: vernon x gn!reader

contains: vernon having a wet dream, voyeurism, reader has a vagina n boobs, nipple play(receiving), grinding, cumplay but in a hot messy way and not in a “i might get pregnant way”, unprotected sex, top!vernon making a comeback🫡, overstimulation(receiving)

a/n: super nasty but also sweet🤭

it was a night like any other, vernon and you had miraculously found an overlapping gap in your schedules. when it was only you working, it was a bit easier to find time for each other but when he was also busy with work preparing for an upcoming tour or promoting a new album, like now, it was painfully difficult to see each other. luckily, vernon only had a photoshoot late in the afternoon tomorrow so he came over to your apartment to at least spend the night and the following morning with you before you went off to work.

you two didn’t last long before you cracked though and went to bed, the weight of your eyelids too heavy to bear. it was a hot night so you were only wearing a nightshirt and your underwear, the bedsheet barely covering your body. your boyfriend had stripped down to his boxers, leaving the bedsheet to you saying that it was too hot for him. usually, seeing each other half naked like that would've prompted something but with your hectic schedules, the only times you were able to see each other were fleeting moments during breaks or after long work days. you’d never fail to notice how his gaze would often fixate on your neck and he wouldn’t be oblivious to the way your eyes would linger on his hands but neither of you acted on it, not wanting to bother the other during busy weeks so you hadn’t had sex in a hot minute. besides, this was only temporary and you both knew how to tend to your own needs so there was nothing to worry about. that was until you were woken up by movements next to you. you groggily look over to vernon and the sight instantly wakes you up fully.

his brows were furrowed, his lips parted and his chest was heaving due to his heavy breathing. your eyes trail down his body and his rock hard dick immediately draws your attention. it was twitching and jumping as his hips were desperately grinding up in search of much needed friction. there's a wet patch on his boxers that indicates just how much he is leaking and the view makes you lick your lips. fuck, he was having a wet dream.you weren’t sure if it was the summer heat or your sleepiness making you so dizzy. perhaps it was the fact that heat was pooling between your legs and you were now throbbing at the impure thoughts that were invading your mind due to the sight in front of you. you feel a bit dirty watching him like that, all worked up and exposed but you also can't get yourself to look away as you feel your underwear starting to stick to your core. you hadn't even realised how bad you craved him until now despite regularly playing with yourself and you assume that masterbating wasnt satiating him enough either considering that his want for you bled through his daily fantasies and onto his dreams.

you continue to quietly watch him until he cums in his boxers, soft moans slipping past his rosy lips. the intensity is enough to wake him up but vernon being vernon, he remains hard despite the hot load he just spurted, a huge spot of his light grey boxers turned dark grey.

his eyes slowly open as his breathing calms down and they immediately land on your burning gaze. he quickly gains his senses and realises the absolute spectacle he just put on for you. an awkward chuckle emits from him as he rubs his hands on his face, knowing it was probably beet red from previous activities and the crushing humiliation he now feels but he also can’t help the way his blood scorches his veins knowing you were watching him. he had a wet dream and jizzed his underwear like a hormonal teenager who just found out about boobs in front of you and you had watched the entire time.

“sorry,” he manages to say, his voice raspy from having just woken up.

“where did that come from?” you ask, stupefied.

“where did that come from? i miss you, that's where it came from,” he responds like it’s something you could’ve pieced together yourself and sits up to leave.

you frown and grab his arm to stop him, making him look down at you.

“where are you going?”

“i’m going to clean up and change,” he deadpans.

“but you’re still hard.”

“and you have work tomorrow morning.”

“yeah but i’m also wet so what now? we both go to sleep horny?”

“i-” he begins but has nothing to say.

he lays back down and the two of you continue to stare at each other silently hoping the other decides to be reasonable and insist that you both have to work tomorrow and that it would indeed be irresponsible to fuck right now. but you already made the decision not to do that and vernon really didn’t feel like being reasonable when you were laying half naked next to him so he leans in and kisses you. it's harsh and your teeth clash a bit but it feels like everything you’ve both been waiting for. you feel your heart beat faster despite having kissed him countless times. he just does that to you.

the kiss quickly heats up as vernon places himself on top of you and you feel him press his heavy cock hard against your throbbing core. he buries his face in your neck and takes in your scent.

“i miss you so much,” he mumbles against your skin before biting down and almost instantly soothing the skin by licking over the marks he just left. your arms trail up his back until they get his head and tangle in his soft hair. you miss him too.

he chokes out a whimper when you start to grind up against him, probably dirtying both of your underwear beyond repair. naturally, he copies your movements, his breathing losing all rhythm feeling just how wet you are.

“vernon,” you whine but you’re not sure what you want from him exactly. you want more, you want everything he can give and then more.

“i’m right here, baby,” he reassures you and presses a kiss to your temple.

he tries to make his movements more precise so the head of his cock rubs your clit in all the ways he knows you like, although every cell in his body is screaming at him to go faster, to go harder. you shiver in his arms at the added stimulation to your delicate bud but somehow it’s still not enough so you decide to change positions.

you flip him over and the surprise on his face quickly washes away and gets replaced by a flustered expression when you sit on top of his thighs, slide down his boxers and stare at the mess he made.

“shit, i even forgot just how much you cum,” you whisper, the statement making him blush.

you proceed to remove your nightshirt before laying down to press your nude chest against his to soothe your need to feel his skin against yours, making him groan at the feeling of your hard nipples.

you move up so you sit down on his soiled cock and eagerly start to rub your bare cunt against it, effectively mixing your arousal with his cum.

he can’t help but moan your name, finally feeling you after so long while your breathing becomes ragged now that the ache between your legs found relieve.

you’re sure the two of you probably look pathetic grinding and panting like that but you didn’t care and neither did he, continuing this slow torture instead of just fucking properly for whatever reason. he leans up to catch your lips in a kiss too sweet for the current situation, seemingly trying to catch up on all the missed affection he couldn’t give you.

“can i touch your chest?” he mumbles against your lips and he feels your hips jerk at that. bingo.

“you can touch me anywhere,” you breathe.

you feel your face heat up at your own eagerness but before you even get the chance to wallow in your embarrassment, his somehow cold hand cups one of your boobs and his thumb start to circle your sensitive nipple. your hips stutter and still at the sensation as you softly whine his name but he swiftly picks up your slack by grinding up against your core, his other hand going to the lower of your back to press you down harder against him.

“how are you so sensitive, baby? it’s seriously driving me insane,” he wonders out loud, his pace quickening thinking about all the places on your body he could caress and lick to hear you whimper his name more.

feeling his cock repeatedly slide back and forth against your folds and clit while his rough fingertips roll your nipple between them after not being touched by him for so long, has heat rising to your stomach.

“slow down, baby,” you pant.

“i-i can’t,” he heaves hurriedly.

he clearly was close but picked up the hidden message behind your request, you were close too. the hand that was previously abusing your nipple, slides down between your bodies to rub your clit in an efficient attempt to make you cum.

“oh fuck,” you whimper as your orgasm comes crashing down a bit too quickly for your liking.

you plant your face in the crook of his neck as you ride out your high, your cunt pulsating against his cock, consequently sending him over edge too.

his back violently arches and he groans your name loudly as his pace uncontrollably speeds up, involuntarily overstimulating you and making you mewl out curses.

when you two come down, neither of you move, relishing in being in each other’s embrace despite the heat.

“you fucker,” you mutter, refering to him overstimulating you.

“my bad,” he says sincerely, “but i guess we needed that, huh?”, his hand that wasn’t wet with your arousal lovingly stroking your hair.

that makes you chuckle.

“don’t make me laugh, we didn’t even last 20 minutes.”

“we probably should do this more often then.”

“yeah, we probably should.”

[onlyhuis]

THE TUMMMY VEEEEEEINS i just whimpered out loud. need to suck him off so bad feeling vampiric feeling mosquitotic 💤

member | junhui x gn reader genre | smut, it gets very soft n domestic word count | 800 warnings | handjob, oral (m receiving), no physical description of reader notes | MOSQUITOTIC MSHJDNEHDND ur so right tho i need to slurp him up like an insect!! anyway this wasnt supposed to get this long but if you havent noticed i really like jun so. what can i say. tagging @lovelyhan because this is what i meant when i said i love jun the same way you love jeonghan hehe

imagine laying down with jun and just running your hands along his tummy and tracing each and every vein with your fingertip and feeling how soft and smooth his skin is and how firm his abs are.

imagine pressing your hand flat against his stomach and making him shiver with how deliberate your touch is yet how gentle you are with him and it's cold and light but the pressure makes his whole body heat and you can feel how warm his skin is under your palm and he's already getting hard from how dangerously close your hand is.

imagine hearing the little sighs he lets out, seeing him close his eyes and his bare chest moving up and down with each little breath he takes as your fingers follow his veins lower and lower and lower and-

imagine taking his cock in your hand and holding it, your touch still so gentle and light as a feather but he still gasps and pushes his hips up unconsciously, begging for more stimulation, but you loosen your grip and let his cock rest against your palm, tracing the thick vein along the top with your thumb, putting just a little bit of pressure, stroking him slowly and carefully as if you were petting a cat.

imagine watching his abs tense up and his stomach muscles contract when you grip him a little tighter, watching his head roll back against the pillow to expose his neck and his adam's apple that dances and bobs with every ragged breath and choked whimper that leaves his beautiful parted lips as he begs you for more, harder, faster, tighter, more, please, and you ignore his pleas in favor of tracing the ridges of his cock once more, determined to memorize every inch of him so that you could recognize him from the veins on his cock alone, feeling every single bump and groove and vein he has to offer because no one has a cock as good as his, none as perfect as his, none as unique as his and you tell him so, because you have to make sure he knows you appreciate all of him because it's him, whether he's inside you or in your hand or in your mouth, you love all of him and you wouldn't want to know anyone as intimately as you know him.

and once you've thoroughly memorized him with your hands, there's only one logical next step, memorizing him with your tongue. imagine wrapping your lips around him and starting at the tip, working your way down slowly, letting your tongue wander over every part of him, mapping out his body with your mouth just like you did with your fingers, taking your time, not caring about the spit that falls from your lips and pools at the base of his cock and makes a mess everywhere, because by now he's moaning so sweetly and the mess is the last thing on his mind, he's not holding back any sound, he's not filtering the words of praise that spill out of him, he loves you, he loves your hands, he loves your mouth, you're always so good to him and he loves you so so much.

imagine the sheets curled around his fists as he struggles to stay still but he can't because you feel too good, you feel too perfect, how can you even be real because you're so good to him, you must be some sort of dream.

imagine the sweat pouring from his skin, his body shaking and convulsing and you're barely even moving and barely even touching him but it's so much, it's too much, he can't help it and oh fuck please please please he's so close and-

and you don't tease him for cumming so fast, you don't scold him or punish him or overstimulate him like you've done many times before, you just lick the trickle of cum from your lips and sit up to kiss him, holding his face gently, the same gentleness that you held his cock with, the same gentleness that you hold his heart with, because he's so precious to you that you can't imagine why anyone wouldn't want to hold him and touch him and trace every vein like you do.

you can't imagine how anyone could not love him like you do, but that's okay, because he's all yours, so you don't need to imagine anyone else. all you have to imagine is him, right here, laying next to you, his breathing finally beginning to slow as he kisses you again and again, because he couldn't imagine how anyone could not love you, but it doesn't matter because you're all his and he doesn't need to imagine anyone else, either.

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[joron1a-stardustlor]

Do you have scottbing hcs because im starving

the way i very audiably gasped and started jumping up and down when i saw this

Dont you worry fellow bretherin i'll feed the few scottning shippers out there;

SCOTTNING HCS [Scott x Lightning]

(Miniscule warning for child abuse/neglect and toxic relation ships*)

-Hmmm calling them either muscledirt or stardirt and nobody can stop me

-nobody would really be suprised if they were told scott and lightning were dating, but they never made it official, everybody knows but they just dont mention it

-Evil power couple who do very mean shit together

-their relationship has about three moods they are either fighting,making out or crying

-Lightning gets cold easily, so often he cuddles up to Scott for warmth, heas always suprised at how warm his skin is

-Scott is an unhinged farm boy, the biter even, will often wait for lightning to walk into a room to merely jump out from above and attack as a form of affection

-On the other hand Lightning does it at the most random moments

-Unless your're Sam or Brick who constantly encounter them doing this, you wont know if theyre serious or just messing with eachother

-For the most part they do this for fun and like to think of it as their own special way of showing affection

-Mommy issues x daddy issues exclusively*

-Going off from the last one Lightning always wanted to talk about what happened between him and his dad to Scott but he wasnt sure how to

-Scott then proceeded to tell Lightning about his Ma and how she used to beat him on how for most his childhood had deal with her liking his sister and treating him like shit to help him feel more comfortable

-Lightning's Dad always had high expectations and put a lot of pressure on him and ignored him when he failed, how after Cameron won, His dad had been ignoring his existence to the present

-The two often bonded over their parental issues

-Scott grew up eating dirt and gruel, the most he can cook is toast, bacon and eggs on the other side lightning is can cook amazing steaks and salads

-Scott of course pretends to hate Lightnings cooking, but in reality he made the best steak and salad you could ever dream of

-Lightning always calls out Scott for how skinny he is and always forces him to eat more steak

-Scott often replies to this with when is all the muscle in your body you get from steak going to work on his brain

-Lightning was willing to teach Scott how to properly cook a meal, leaving him a few simple ingredients to which one lightning since he realized he was missing some, when he came back Scott already burned himself and caused a fire

-they were supposed to be making hot dogs that night

-Scott likes tell Lightning hes a shmuck for being all rich and succesful and dare him to spend a week with him on the farm, to which of course Lightning said yes

-He quit after learning that all they had for breakfeast was a can of corn

-The amount of internalized homophobia i can fit in these two

-The two were very nervous to tell their parent about dating amother man but both their families were supportive

-Lightning started to fall for scott around the time he and courtney broke up

-Lightning and the other members of team dude were trying help Scott cope with the fact that courtney was just using him

-On the inside Lightning was kinda happy they broke up, mostly bc he knew courtney wasnt good for Scott

-Scott and Lightning insult eachother as a form of flirting with the other however the two arent too big on regualr flirtjng and compliments unless they feel like it

-They bust out the good tunes on saturday nights with some imagine dragons bursting through the radio/j

-As I have mentioned before, Scott and Lightning arent too big on regular romance but they do have their moments,

-Scott tried to cook something for Lightning bc he was having a bad day, and completly messed up and burnt the thing to a crisp, he was near tears at this so they just wrapped themselves up in blankets and cuddled for a while

-Both Lightning and Scott have scars after roti and they often caress the others scars as a form of comfort or reasurrment

-Scott has undiagnosed PTSD and depression, he often feels the need to push his feelings down and cover up anything he might make others feel like he is a nuisance

-He often has Nightmares or Panic attacks of Fang, Lightning feels guilty bc he is not good at comforting people and often needs Sam's help to make sure Scott doesnt hurt himself,faint,or hyperventilate too much

-In these situations the best thing Lightning can do is hug Scott and hope it calms him down

-Lightning likes watching sports live on tv or even better in the actual stadium, his favorite sports to play/watch are Football and Basketball, Scott despite not playing it himself argues with Lightning saying Baseball is better

-Lightning responds saying if he likes baseball so much to name every baseball player

-They enjoy doing stupid shit together, shit that could get them in trouble with police, stealing things,shoplifting,jaywalking, well thats Scott for the most part, all Lightning has ever done is steal a really expensive motorcycle

-They enjoy the others hobbies a lot, Scott always goes to Lightnings games and Lightning is always up for watching Scott hit and break bottles with a baseball bat

-Scott is Pansexual

-Lightning is Bisexual

Srry idk how to end hc lists but ty so much for asking me to make one

Dinner has been served :3

[kumezyzo]

OKOK I JUST READ YOUR GAMER!GF SAPNAP AND THE END GAVE ME AN IDEA AND IM SO SHOCKED THAT NO ONE ELSE (to my knowledge) HAS SAID ANYTHING HELLO?????

therefore im begging asking for you to please write sapnapxstreamer!reader where they have a joint onlyfans and post anonymously with no face. You can maybe do like a bit about how they started and then like explaining different videos and pictures they have. Im feral for this

i realize this is more of how it got started than what they actually do... i hope that's okay 😭😭 and yeah, no one else really cared about that last hc, which I thought would be more of a big deal 😭😭

anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

you're onlyfans started with bf!sap jokingly suggesting it. and as much of a joke as it was, you couldn't stop thinking about it.

"shit, we should make an onlyfans with this," he said, panting after coming down from his high. he laughed at the end, rubbing at your stomach softly as you looked onto his phone.

it made you feel more throbbing between your thighs. you could hear your moans in the background and his panting from behind the camera. the wet slaps of your hips and the squelching of your pussy was so erotic. you couldn't imagine what people would say if they saw how you two fucked.

"okay, lets get you cleaned up, peach," he said with a sigh, getting up to go to the bathroom.

but that stayed in your head. and you found yourself getting worked up thinking about actually posting something.

when you mentioned it again to bf!sap, it was during one of those moments you got yourself all worked up.

"hey, baby," he whispered to you when you came into his office and kissed him softly. he had completely forgotten about the stream highlights he was editing. "how. are. you?"

you smiled at how he had his hands low on your hips now. "i have a question.."

"mhm," he hummed, rubbing his nose on yours.

"you know how we make those videos when we have sex?" you asked sheepishly as he kissed down your neck. he hummed again and you started to think he wasnt paying attention. "you talked about... making an onlyfans last time.."

he stopped mid kiss and slowly pulled away from you. your face started to heat up. his face slowly turned up into a smirk. "yeah, i remember. what about it?"

you sighed, "would you maybe..."

"uhuh," he teased, kissing at your collarbone now.

"want to actually-" you cut yourself off with a moan when he kneeded your ass harshly. "do it?"

"fuck yeah..." he was really horny btw.

that was your first film session. as bf!sap likes to call it. he got you onto the luvsac in the corner of his room he was sure no one had seen and fucked you from behind. he made sure to keep your head out of it and tried to minimize the sound he was making. his voice would be more recognizable than yours.

you and bf!sap usually recorded yourselves having sex, but it was hard to post videos when he would usually get your face in it. you have to remember, he recorded these for himself and he loved to see your pretty and horny face. to bad everyone else can't.

bf!sap will have you bent over. riding him. riding his thigh. in a bathroom. in the shower. on the floor. fingering you in his gaming chair. fucking you while you try to play valo. all the clichés.

but that's only for after you start gaining more followers. and people start requesting things. and god, you two didn't mean for it to gain so much traction.

and then you saw yourselves on a twitter porn account.

ignore the ending. fr. its ass. and im sorry i disappeared. i hit a writers block and i lowkey felt weird writing for the dream team cause of shit thats been brought up. but im treating these people as seperate characters now. anyway. thanks for reading 🥰 -Nony

[felixsramen]

All the good girls go to hell Pt 2

Pt.1 here

Warnings: Degradation, Praise kink, Oral sex, Double Penetration

The only thing on Sans mind was you and it's been weeks since you had summoned him that night.

He wanted you so bad. He craved you. He hasn't slept with anyone since that night.

His friend Seonghwa brings him out of his trance. He finally realizes he's practically about to break the glass with his hands and how hard he's gripped it.

"God was her pussy so good it's hypnotized you?" Seonghwa says as he looks at his friend who's about to lose it.

"I didnt fuck her. She just gave me head. The best head I've ever had." He says the last sentence under his breath.

Seonghwa smirks and sticks his tongue out to wet his lips. "Just head? There's other people you could fuck just get over her it's been how long now?" He says as he looks at his drink and takes a sip.

"2 and a half weeks." He says as he sips from his drink.

"You could just help push her into the right direction by manipulating her dreams." Seonghwa says raising an eyebrow at his friend.

"I could but I want her to want me and not just because I made her think of me." San says as he throws the rest of his drink back.

"God what has she done to you? The Choi San not fucking other people and caring about someone else feelings." Seonghwa says as he rolls his eyes.

"You'd understand if you met her. She's gorgeous Seonghwa." San says as he looks at the dude in front of him.

"I'm sure she is." He says rolling his eyes at his friend who has lost it.

"Hwa if she summons me again I'm bringing you with me." San says as he looks at his friend.

San suddenly feels the presence he's been waiting for weeks. "Hwa she's summoning me again."

"Okay let's go then so I can see how pretty this human girl is." Seonghwa says as he throws the drink back and swallows the rest of it.

You watch and wait for him to show up. Yet nothing happens for minutes.

You begin to feel upset that he hasn't shown up. You guess you were just another girl. As you get up to blow the candles suddenly every single candle goes out.

All the candles flicker back on. In a flash the guy from last time was standing in front of you.

"Thought you didnt want to see me anymore." The guy before you smirks.

"No it just felt like a dream it didn't feel real. I thought I was crazy." You admit to him.

"You're not crazy babygirl." The succubus says to you.

"What's your name? You didnt tell me last time." You say questioning the gorgeous man in front of you.

"San." He says and smirks.

"So you're the girl my friend over here is crazy over?" A voice says from behind you.

You turn to see another gorgeous man. "I brought a friend. I hoped you wouldnt mind." San says as he grabs you by the hips.

"You were right San she is the prettiest girl I've ever seen." The man says as he touches your face.

"This is Seonghwa he's another succubus." San says as he pushes you into Seonghwas hold.

"Hi." You say to him.

"What's your name gorgeous?" The man whose embrace you're in now says.

"Y/N." You say softly and keep staring into his eyes.

"You're gorgeous Y/N San wasnt lying." Seonghwa says smirking.

"He's been calling me gorgeous?" You say as you can't help but stare in his eyes something about him keeping your attention.

He chuckles. "All the time sweetheart. He wouldn't shut up about you." He says glancing in Sans direction.

San scoffs and that causes you to look his direction.

"So it isn't true?" You say staring at San.

His eyes soften when you look at him with hurt. "I didn't say that it wasn't. Seonghwa's just a pain in the ass." That must be the guys name Seonghwa.

"So aggressive and yet so gentle with the human girl." Seonghwa says as he puts his hand on your chin so you look at the him.

"You're very pretty ever been fucked rough. Tears down your face and messy hair hmm?" Seonghwa says above you.

Your thoughts immediately go back to a few weeks ago when San had appeared in your bedroom. Your jaw had hurt and you remember tears down your face.

Seonghwa chuckling is what brings you back to reality. "God San you did a number on her."

San is right beside Seonghwa and chuckles at that. "What'd you see Hwa?" San says smirking at you.

"I saw you fucking her mouth like an animal. She loved it so much." Seonghwa says as you look at him because either San had already told him or he just read your mind.

"Yeah I read your mind sweetheart he didn't tell me. Would you like me and San to fuck you dumb?" Seonghwa says as he lowers his face to yours lips almost touching.

You wanted to say nothing more than yes but nothing came out. "Come on Sweetheart Hwa asked you something." San says as you look at him.

"I'm not giving in until you tell me." Seonghwa says.

Still you can't bring yourself to answer.

"Maybe we can help her come up with an answer hmm?" Seonghwa says as he looks up from you at San.

San smirks at Seonghwa. "Sure."

Seonghwa brings his hand from under your chin and puts it on Sans hip. He leans into kiss him.

Their lips connect and it's clear that Seonghwa is in control. It's also clear this isn't the first time this has happened.

Seonghwa breaks the kiss and looks at you. "Would you like a turn?"

"Yes." You say finally able to say something.

Seonghwa grabs you with one hand and keeps the other on Sans hip. "Have you ever kissed him Sweetheart?" Seonghwa asks.

You nod. "Not during sex?" He says rephrasing the question. You shake your head.

"Try it." He says gesturing you towards San.

San grabs you by the hips as Seonghwa lets go. San smirks at you.

Sans lips meet yours and you'd have fell to your knees if it wasn't for his hands on your hips keeping you up.

The kiss deepens and you feel lips on your neck. You moan into the kiss and that makes San grip your hips harder. He pulls you against him rubbing himself against you making you feel his bulge.

He pulls away from the kiss and continues to grind himself against you. He pulls you back in after getting enough air. You feel another bulge behind you.

"You feel that how you worked me and San up?" Seonghwa says breathless.

San pulls away so you can answer but never stops grinding into you. "God yes." You say leaving into San.

"Look at that Seonghwa she thinks we're god." San says chuckling.

"Fuck me please." You say grinding back into San.

"Sweetheart you have such good manners." Seonghwa says as he stops your hips from grinding against San.

"Why couldn't you use them earlier?" Seonghwa says as San backs up and you whine at the loss of friction.

"Maybe she can make up for it?" San says as his eyes look dark.

Seonghwa chuckles as he knows what San is referring to.

San grabs you and forces you on your knees.

"You know what to do Princess." San says as he smirks at you.

"San said you giving him head was pretty much life changing. Can you prove it Sweetheart?" Seonghwa says smirking at you.

You nod. You pull down his pants and his dick is a little longer than Sans but not as thick. You look up at him and he grabs the back of your hair and you open your mouth.

He slowly puts it into your mouth to the brim. He sees you tear up and he moans.

You hear San moan behind you. San couldn't help it not with the way you looked so stuffed. He could watch it all day as Seonghwa guided you in slow but hard strokes.

"Fuck sweetheart you're doing so good." The praise Seonghwa gave you was different because you'd have thought he'd degrade you. It was different but welcomed.

"I don't think she was expecting that Hwa." San said as Seonghwa continues to moan and guide your head along his dick.

"Is that right Sweetheart?" Seonghwa says through his moans and groans.

Seonghwa pulls you off so you can answer and you nod your head yes. He pushes you back on his cock as soon as you give your answer.

Seonghwa speeds up your movements and you can tell he's close.

Right before he cums he pulls you off.

You look at him wondering if you did something wrong. You're in tears scared that you fucked up. San gets on his knees with you and grabs hold of your face.

"Oh Princess he didn't mean anything by it." San says as he holds you in his arms. Seonghwa hadn't noticed your tears were from you being upset he thought it was from forcing himself down your throat without adjusting.

"Oh shit I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" Seonghwa says concerned he adjusts himself as he gets on the ground near you too.

"D-did I do something wrong?" You say sniffling.

"Oh sweetheart that's not the case. You were doing perfectly fine I promise." Seonghwa says as San holds you in his arms.

"Then why'd you s-stop?" You say as San wipes your tears.

"I just didn't want to cum down your throat I thought you'd rather have me or San do it didn't know who you'd prefer." Seonghwa says as he rubs your arms.

"See I told you he didn't mean anything." San says as he kisses your forehead.

"Do you want to continue? If you don't want to we won't be mad?" San says as he puts his chin on your head.

You nod. San smiles softly at you not one of the smirks or laughs he's done tonight an actual smile.

"Come here sweetheart." Seonghwa says as he stands and helps you and San off the ground.

Seonghwa helps you take off your shirts and pants.

"No panties you had a feeling I was coming huh?" San says as he looks at you with lust again.

"Who do you want to fuck your pussy?" Seonghwa asks as you moan while he plays with your nipples.

"San please." San smirks at you.

"Okay sweetheart." Seonghwa says as he kisses your neck.

"Fuck but Seonghwa fuck me too. Want to try double." You say.

Seonghwa looks at you in concern. "You sure?" He says as he watches you to make sure you have no doubts.

You nod. "Okay but if you have any doubts throughout it sweetheart you tell me and I'll stop." Seonghwa says again.

San and Seonghwa take off their paints and underwear. Seonghwa gets behind you. San slowly lowers you down on him.

He starts gently fucking you so you can adjust to his size.

After a while Seonghwa feels like you're ready and San stays still for a second. Seonghwa bottoms out in you and you tear up this being your first time trying it.

"It's okay." San says kissing your neck.

"Please move." You say and with that both boys start moving at the same time.

One thrusts and then followed by the other. Both boys let out groans and moans as they fuck you together.

You moan out mixtures of Seonghwa and Sans name.

"Sweetheart I think I'm about to come." Seonghwa says and it hasn't been too long yet he had already almost came once tonight.

Seonghwa's thrust arent a pattern anymore he's sloppy and you know he's going to fill you up with cum.

Sans started to get to that point too.

You also are about to cum and yours in approaching a lot more faster than either boys.

Within minutes you know you're about to hit your climax and going to cum.

"Fuck fuck fuck." You say and you cum. Your pussy tightens around both boys and both cum inside you.

You already have spent too much energy that you pass out with both men still inside you.

You wake up to both boys laying beside you and you don't feel sticky with cum so someone cleaned you up.

Both boys are talking that they haven't noticed you yet.

"You were right San. I now know what's been driving you crazy." Seonghwa says and San laughs at that.

San speaks up. "What was with the personality change you became sweet with her." San says and both boys finally realize you're awake when you cuddle into San.

"Hi princess. We were just talking about you." San says as he wraps an arm around you.

"I know." You say and Seonghwa chuckles.

"Well to answer that question from before I don't know it's the way she comes off. Shes sweet and gorgeous." Seonghwa says and puts an arm around you.

"I think I really like you sweetheart you bring out a different me." Seonghwa says.

He cuddles you and you all fall asleep.

You wake up and see flowers and a note.

You pick up the note.

"I know this is soon but we think we're falling for you. We know as succubus we should be mean and cruel but you truly do bring out the better in us. We don't know why we couldn't tell you in person but we truly think you are so amazing. We have to get back to work. We'll be by soon again.

Love, San and Seonghwa

P.S. San bought the flowers I wrote the letter.

[br1ghtestlight]

random thought but i love eugene mirman's gene sounds ESPECIALLY when gene is sleeping. they're so good & cute

louise tina bob and linda looking @ gene literally exactly like this when he forgets how his song goes at breakfast LMAOO

love that tina and louise seem to actually pay attention to what songs gene is writing and what they're about despite the fact that there are SO MANY. supportive family <3

gene's dream.... bro that was god speaking to you. like for real wtf

also im only a minute in and there are SO MANY good screenshots already he's such a cutie i love him so much!!!! <3 gene episodes my beloved

"Now I'm going to change into last night's pajamas, AKA my only pajamas, and brush my teeth with Tina's toothbrush because that's what I accidentally did last night."

"Wait, what?"

gene and tina are so silly?? 😭

me and gene share many similarities including waking up in the middle of the night every two hours for no fucking reason. like THATS relatable

MR AMBROSE APPEARANCE LETS FUCKING GOOO‼️‼️ why does his voice sound slightly sped up is he okay. does he have a new voice actor?? he sounds slightly off not like in a bad way its just strange

THERE WAS A NEW VOICE ACTOR BCUZ BILLY EICHNER WASNT CREDITED maybe bcuz its such a small appearance but thats very weird. i feel like mickey fans in season 12 episode 6 when loren did that horrible mickey impression 😭😭 also whoever did his voice in this episode wasnt credited so it was somebody from the main cast doing an impression of him. will try to figure out who. sorry episode review cancelled i need to figure out who the hell voiced mr ambrose in this episode

based on the fact that u cant obviously tell who it is i dont think its eugene mirman and probably not h jon benjiman?? dan mintz can only do one voice so its not him either. probably either john roberts larry murphy or a random crew member who they didnt bother to credit

(most likely billy eischner just wasn't avaliable to voice mr ambrose due to his movie career etc so i dont blame them but it was noticeable enough to ME that i needed to figure it out. not even a bad impression honestly the average fan wouldnt notice)

"What do you lucid dream about?"

"I do revenge stuff on people who were mean to me in high school, some fantasy and science fiction, some adult stuff I can't tell you about."

this is literally the gayest thing mr ambrose has ever said omg FHFMDDJKSKS i cant believe this drama club ass nerd was bullied in high school who could have guessed. not me thats for sure

(now somebody has to write a fanfic about mr ambrose having Adult Stuff dreams about mr frond. i want this on my desk by 3pm tomorrow)

love mr ambrose and his gay ass curly hair..... mr ambrose my beloved <33 kisses u

i dont have anything to say im just strangely invested in gene's lucid dreaming plot at this point. Love all his silly little dreams and its incredible he never seems to have any nightmares or anything!!

this is reminding me of the movie where gene had a dream and he was scared that he wasn't good at music and that people weren't going to like his performance and the aliens came down to told him to stop 😭😭💔 his insecurity that he might not be that good a musician literally makes me cry. he's so sweet and kindhearted my babyy boy

CAN I SKIP SCHOOL AND GO BACK TO SLEEP LMAO

"Even successful musicians went to sixth grade, Gene."

"That's a MYTH!!"

weirdly mr ambrose started sounding completely normal at some point like did his voice actor come back and just wasn't credited?? or whoever did this impression was REALLY good jfc

mr ambrose HATES these fuckign kids bro

HES SO UNHINGED LMAO 😭😭

NOT THE STARING AGAIN. why are they literally just this image every single time gene plays music in this episode im gonna cry

love this specific frame of gene running his hand through his hair

awww bob is such a good dad

sidenote but this subplot with tina and louise is so stupid it actually made me laugh LMAO the fucking girl cricket. thr female cricket. like what if he's gay huh what then

"or if she's not his type she also makes a great best friend. she's a good listener" THANK YOU louise for acknowledging the cricket might be gay. she's an ally 🙏

AWW GENE WRITING HIS SONG <3 eugene mirman isnt a Good singer (not hating he literally says that all the time. they have to record each line seperately bcuz he cant sing on key) so its hard to tell when they're trying to make gene's songs seem good or not but this is really sweet. u can tell he just loves music so much

why is gene's song kinda making me emotional..... like this show is usually 50/50 on if it actually wants to take gene's songwriting ability seriously but in this episode its so clear how much he LOVES music and songwriting and how talented he is at it. he has trouble with focus and commitment sometimes but thats never an issue when it comes to his music and he'd happily spend an entire afternoon writing a song from start to finish (even skipping out on dinner) because he was so hyperfocused. love how much respect they give gene in this episode tbh

deeply appreciate the "larry murphy as teddy" credit despite teddy not having one single line in this entire episode. Literally just a legacy credit at this point

I LOVED THIS EPISODE 😭😭💕 i dont think it'll be as widely popular as some other episodes this season but as a gene fan and an artist this episode really resonated with me. the ending sequence was actually really beautiful (gives me the same vibes as "your heart's not broken its only growing" tbh) and i loved gene's song and all the different costumes they put him in for his dreams!! tina and louise's subplot was really cute too. very enjoyable episode if you're a gene fan or just a casual viewer who wishes he got more focus. he's SO SWEET and so passionate <3

[c-alliumduo-appologist]

Well I left the dump fandom and long while ago so i wanted to post an old wip fic. It was such a passion project but I never finished it because of technos death so I'll leave it here (and it's concept notes).

!! Wilburs mentioned a few times so don't be alarmed this was from like 2022, I promise I don't support that twat !!

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The roaring sound of the crowd was something Techno never got used to.

They were always too loud.

That combined with the curse of his crown the voices of 100,000 people constantly yelling around him, always led to migraines that would last for days.

Yet he continues to fight in the arenas when he's invited.

He has too, it's the only thing that calms the voices.

It keeps him away from his family, he hates that. He wants so bad to stay in the castle and listen to Wilbur play his latest song, or watch Dad write in his study. Let Mom tell him stories like when he was little. He prays for the day he has perfect silence, because that's the day he can look at his little brother and not feel shame. The voices hurt Tommy and now Tommy hates him. Tommy's only 10 he doesn't need to know about the voices, it's already confusing enough for him to wonder why his brother held a sword to his throat after he asked to play.

Techno hates himself for it, he wants things to be different. He wants to be a good brother, because he loves Tommy. He really does.

"BLOOD GOD TECHNOBLADE! TODAY IS THE DAY YOU FALL FROM YOUR PEDESTAL!" The crowd screams, they seem to really favor the new guy lately. He hopes they aren't getting tired of him, that would be bad for his name. "Sure, like I'm gonna lose to a homeless man." He's sure if the guy wasn't wearing a mask he would've seen his eye twitch. "I'm NOT homeless." Techno just laughs. "Wow! So you think homeless are bad? Cancel this man, get him out of here." The new guy started studdering trying to defend himself Techno assumes to stay in public favor.

"What, no! I didn't say that, you're putting words in my mouth." Techno would've responded but his thoughts were cut short by the announcer.

"All right! Our match today is the All Mighty Blood God verses, our newest fight who's been quickly rising up the ranks.. Dream Wastaken!"

Techno blinks almost dumbfounded, "Wastaken? What kind of title is that? It sounds dumb."

Techno must have struck a nerve with that remark, Dream suddenly went still and took his position.

"I'll have your head Blood God," he could see a green glow from under his mask.

"HA, like hell you will"

The announcer signals the start and Techno lets himself go and all he sees is red.

Dream raises his sword and stabs towards Technos abdomen. Techno takes his axe and swings to hit the blade away. He ends up hitting the handle of the sword cutting deep into Dreams hands

Dream staggers back dropping his sword and clutching his hands. He inhales sharply the audience collectively gasps.

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Yeah not much writen ik but here's the plans I had written in my drafts, it's so nostalgic to reread.

it starts out as Sbi + Mumza but techno and tommy get separated from Phil, Kristen, and Wilbur

(Wilbur is 17, Techno is 15 so hes less than wilbur because fuck you, and Tommy is 11)

So it's parentsduo + Wilbur and then also Bedrock bros, eventually they fins their way back to eachother. Techno and Tommy used to have this kinda tense relationship, they both cared alot about each other but Tommy always got along with Wilbur more. (Techno wasnt jealous of that, not at all.) but they just thought the other disliked them, and it's bothered them for years and now it's time for Techno to be cool and strong big brother for tommy. Being there for when he has nightmares to tell him stories, or reminding him that they WILL find the rest if their family. Running from zombies with the only weapons you have being swords and bows is a little bit difficult. but he does have one thing, his axe that was gifted to him by a neighboring kingdoms prince. To replace the one that was ruined in a duel he participated in on their behalf. Which they may or may not run into that prince and his betrothed (also his son?!?!?!?)along the way... Wilbur misses his brothers every single day, no matter how much his parents try to comfort him that they will be okay and that Techno is capable. He just can't shake the feeling that at every waking moment that he's not looking for them. They're getting hurt. He wishes it was him and Techno that got separated, cause then atleast Tommy would be with phil and Kristen. He wouldn't need to worry about his brother. He knows Techno will protect Tommy with his life.. but that's what he's worried about. If Techno dies protecting Tommy then what happens after? Tommy is left wandering untill inevitably hes... So he hopes Techno doesn't have to do soemthing that wreckless Because if he does, he'll lose BOTH of his brothers. and personally he'd rather not have that become a reality."

[magnoliamyrrh]

yall i had the weirdest fucking nightmare last night which i feel could be a scenario for a short horror or something

so i was a chicken.

living on this mans farm somewhere in america, but like a rly fucked up farm where he figured out how to genetically modify us chickens or something so wed grow extra wings legs etc so he could cut them off and sell them and keep us alive and we would regrow them. and like idk one day a bit after sunset when there's still light in the sky but its dim, he gets mad at us i think because we were talking amongst ourselves (pretty sure we weren't allowed to talk because it reminded him we were beings like him too and made him feel bad) hes like fuck it its harvest day so he lines us all up and hes going around tearing limbs and shit,, hes like grabbing the skin off of their backs and pulling it over their heads and snapping wings and shit

and its like horrid and horrifying and like he gets to the chicken next to me who tries to speak again maybe to tell him that he wasnt speaking or to not do it which kinda defeats the purpose and like. and like he yells at it that its not allowed to bc were just animals who cant speak etc but like we clearly can but anyway he tears the skin and limbs off of the one next to me more brutally than usual and then he gets to me and like,,,, i just start speaking to him louder and idk saying what but it pisses him off so bad that he grabs me by the neck and takes me to the chopping block and before hes abt to chop me i keep talking to him and idk what i say that gets to him to stop for a moment. i think i remember saying things like we Can speak, we Can you cant just ignore it we can feel and speak and think just like you we may be animals but we Can this isnt right

and i can see his face break a bit, just a bit and he looked at me and i remember thinking Now i have to put on my best act, i have to pretend to care abt what hes feeling, and i go,, you werent always like this with my voice cracking and crying. you werent always like this with us. by this point it is dark outside and the porch light is illuminating us

and he goes no,no i wasnt. i know youre people too. i know you can speak. i can see a look of regret on his face. contemplation. disgust with himself probably. but then he snaps out of it, his face goes cold again. he looks at me with dead eyes and goes on abt how now he has some rare illness thatd gonna kill him so he needs money. some more justifications too this is the world blah blah. he needs to do this. he reaches for my back and tears my skin off over my head, skins me alive, grabs my extra wings and snaps them and takes them with him. i could feel the pain and fear and horror in my dream. ...he leaves me there. but he does not kill me. he does not kill me as he intended

and then i wake up

[pjisskullourful]

I'm so proud of you

🫂⭐

thankyoooou my darling💖

stream of consciousness response cos i have so many feelings& idk if im gonna be able to sleep even though its 1.30am? okcurrrrr

holy fuck. holy fuck. HOLY FUCK!!!

i had some shitty things happen to me pre -pandemic but then being on lockdown i was forced to sit with all of that, accept the label of 'victim'& my mental health got bad. i've always been a homebody& a bit anxious in social situations, but during lockdown i became quite terrified of the outside world. there are occasions when i let my best friend down by pulling out of commitments at the last second cos i never felt good enough, i wanted to hide the fuck away, i felt myself decaying& i thought people would see that& i was SO ashamed& thats when the body dysmorphia got in the drivers seat(the street name of the concert venue was driver, i'll be the driverrrrrr)& it was crippling & took so many things from me

anytime i leave the house is an accomplishment for me now. even if its just to walk down the block to buy a loaf of bread. & going into a situation like a concert, with the overstimulation, the complete lack of control (i am a perfectionist, control freak)(i love structure, i need routines to feel safe & thrive& be happy)- i wasnt sure i could do it. i had a cry last night cos i was feeling so intimidated, i didnt know how to prepare

but i made it out of the house. i dressed myself to the fucking nines with no shame. i took PRIDE in my appearance when usually i just want to be a floating brain so that no one can perceive me in my form. i was serving CUNT, i put my entire pussy into it& i fucking did it

to be in the presence of those four fuckers, im in disbelief. i've been unemployed since a bit before the pandemic, i've had to come to terms with ptsd & the fact that i now have a disability & idk how to just jump into another job. i feel so worthless so often. but here, i dont. i had given up on my dream of making money from my writing. but now i am!(& it started with an ethan commission!!!) & im not worthless& i have accomplishments that i have gained for myself, despite everything else, despite the voice in my head telling me im not good enough, im past my peak, im decaying -- yada yada yada suicidal ideation

a little bit of my dream came true because of those four fuckers. i cried the day honey came out cos i am just so completely grateful for everything being a fan of them has given me

& it started with an ethan commission. & then ethan looked in my eyes& said thank you

i am not worthless, i am not past my peak. i am a motherfucking kool kid

thankyou for every note on every fic(i look at every single notification, they make my heart fucking soar), every kudos, every cent anyone has sent my way. tonight was a celebration of all of that& i could be present& happy& in it. no darkness could touch me, especially not while ethan was looking at me

he is as fucking flawless in person(they all are). i got to stand so close& stare at that fucking body(cos he wonderfully took his shirt off after interval)& i love him& i'll most likely love him forever, thats my baby daddy ❣️ my mum is gonna be so proud. i wish i could wake her up with a phone call. ethan is her fav& i cant wait to tell her i had an interaction with him

i sat in the gutter& went from loudly laughing(ala gaga in aura) to sobbing loudly. my world has been rocked

for some people a concert is just a concert but this is a GIGANTIC deal for me. middle finger to my anxiety. middle finger to my body dysmorphia. this is such an accomplishment. i am grateful for every fucking second, grateful to myself cos i fucking DID IT!

& this is the second time this year that i've seen a eurovision winner perform their winning song(cos my girl conchita back at the start of the year). & that is dopee as fuck!!!

my therapist is gonna be so proud 🥲

can i get a HELL YEAH for vallium? ily forever bby

tldr-- im proud of me too babyyyyyy

[sivellevossen]

Just An Act

~part eight~

Prompt: You and Sebastian broke up following the events of 5th year. Now it is 7th year, you and Ominis are together and all seems well… until you and Sebastian are casted as lovers in a play.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 *completed*

~

You were woken up by birds chirping and the sun casting a warm blanket over you. You instinctively went to sit up, not fully aware of what exact situation you had gotten yourself in the night before. You instantaneously knocked something with your head as you tried to get a hold on your surroundings.

“Ow.” You heard a rough and tired voice say. It hit you what happened. You fell asleep with Sebastian up in the Astronomy Tower, it was morning, and students would very soon be out and about. Your heart skipped a beat at the thought, wishing you two would’ve been able to enjoy yourselves last night in different circumstances. Your realization hit you and you were fully awake in that same second.

“Sebastian! We have to go!~” You said hastily, laughing slightly at the boy who was just as dazed as you once were.

“What? No come here, five more minutes..” He replied, not even opening his eyes as he reached to pull you back down to him. You laughed , shaking him off,

“No seriously! They’ll be up here any minute!” You said, very lightly slapping his cheek. Slapping was an exaggeration, you just needed to wake this man up before he got you in trouble…again. He opened his eyes, realizing he wasnt in bed with the girl of his dreams, and rather exposed to the world in the Tower.

“Merlin!” He said, quickly getting up and smoothing out his clothes. His eyes met yours, a small blush painting his cheeks as he saw your disheveled and groggy appearance.

“I’ve got to go! I have a test first thing! Until we meet again Bash!~” You said hurriedly, offering him a small smile before scurrying off. He was left there for a second, replaying last night in his head. He wasn’t sure how he kept managing to get so lucky in the worst possible situations. He smiled, looking back at the spot where you two slept, before making his way to his first class.

~~

As you went along your day, you still felt like everyone was still looking at you. How did everyone just magically know your business?! Not to mention the fact that you hadn’t even told anyone, nor was it that entertaining. I guess when you have the reputation you possessed, people were too interested in what was going on.

“MC!” You heard Natty call out across the hall. You smiled, heading over to them because it had been a few days since you last spoke to them, and you needed girl talk bad. These boys were too much drama.

“Natty! Poppy!” You smiled. “You look terrible..” Poppy blurted out before Natty gave her a slight elbow. You laughed slightly, she was always so oblivious.

“MC… although you have so much to tell me, you need to know what people are saying” Natty warned, her tone serious. She nodded her head to the corner of the room, following her direction you saw Octavia and rolled your eyes. “Go on..”

“Octavia is saying awful things about you. She’s starting to say you dumped Ominis for her boyfriend, calling you awful muggle names, and that you sabotaged her so that you could kiss Sebastian.” Natty said in a hushed tone. You rolled your eyes even harder this time.

“Great.. and I’m sure Ominis has heard all about this as well.” You sighed, opting to sit next to Natty on the bench, “She seems so insufferable.” You sighed.

“Speak of the devil.” You heard Octavia shout in your direction.

“Sebastian has quite the taste in women..” Poppy whispered, causing you two to giggle. Octavia started stomping her way over to you, her other Slytherin group trailing behind her. You stood up from your seat, not wanting Natty and Poppy to get involved in your little love square.

“Octavia, I truly dont care for whatever show you’re trying to put on.” You sighed, meeting her halfway.

“Crossed wands. Just you and me. After class.” She stated, head held high in confidence. You hadn’t dueled in crossed wants since you were partners with Sebastian. You narrowed your eyes, feeling the old you coming to the surface. Ominis heavily encouraged you to live normally and peacefully, in consequence, your spark slowly went out.

“I’ll see you then.” You smirked. A look of surprise quickly took over her face, as if she expected you to back down. Normally, you wouldnt care for petty gossip, but this was affecting Ominis, Sebastian, and now Natty and Poppy.

You hadn’t noticed, but Sebastian and Ominis were both present for this interaction. Ominis was already heartbroken, heard you accept her duel and felt terrible. You were already falling back into the darkness. He didn’t see that you were doing this for him, again. You didn’t want Ominis to be subject to Octavia’s wrath, even if he slightly deserved it. He couldnt help but feel nervous and even more guilty. He discouraged your combat skills, and now you were out of practice facing a girl who wanted your head on a stake. It felt like the world he built for you all came crashing down, and it was all simultaneously his fault. He needed to fix this, show you how much he regretted his actions, and make it all up to you…he loved and cherished you too much not to.

Sebastian on the other hand, he saw the sparkle in your eyes. Your actions reminded him of your time together. There was no way he would miss your duel. If you won, great, celebrate with dinner at Three Broomsticks, if you lost, comfort you and nurse you back to health. Win-Win! Kind of…not really. But he did not doubt your skills for a second, you far surpassed him in combat back in the day, and there was no way you just forgot everything because of Ominis. It was who you were, with or without dark magic. Although, he prayed for you to win..the play was only in two days and he desperately wanted that moment with you.

~

Truthfully, you were a little nervous. Aside from a handful of poacher encounters, you really didn’t duel in a while. You were confident in your skills still, but Octavia genuinely had it out for you. Taking a deep breath, you tied up your hair and changed into your dueling clothes. There were still small tears and holes from your past duels. It was also a little snug, hugging your curves a little too-perfectly, but it was all you had…it wasnt like you were planning on fighting a vengeful ex girlfriend when you signed up for the play. You took your wand, and headed out.

When you walked into the arena, you saw a small crowd of kids there. Octavia was talking to her group, you hadn’t really thought about inviting anyone… Poppy and Natty were not cut out for this scene, Ominis was out of the question..and you hadn’t seen Sebastian but even then it seemed inappropriate.

“She arrives!” Lucan smiles, announcing your arrival. Everyone turned to you..including a familiar Slytherin boy tucked away in the corner. He didnt want to distract you, keeping his presence hidden. His eyes lingered for what seemed like forever, you looked perfect. He recognized your clothing, smiling slightly that you had held on to that piece of history you two shared together. His heart fluttered slightly, noticing how your clothes now fit you. His face turned bright red, biting his look and breaking his gaze to stop any other thoughts from forming… but if one thing was confirmed, he knew you were the one for him. He could not fuck up this time. He so desperately wanted to go to your side and duel with you, but this was important for you, and he refused to interfere.

“Perfect..” Octavia smirked, already drawing her wand and stepping into the playing field. You took a deep breath, going up to the opposite side as her, drawing your wand.

“Eager aren’t we!” Brattleby smiled, before counting down and beginning the match. She shot first, casting Flipendo. You were out of it, missing your Protego and falling victim to her spell. The concrete against your back sparked a fire that you had thought you forgotten. Gripping your wand tighter, you stood up, eyeing her as she chuckled,

“I was only getting started…” She smirked, ready to cast again while you hit her with an aggressive, Confringo. It hit her unexpectedly. The battle had officially begun. She went hard, but you went even harder, only getting hit a handful of times while she got flustered and missed her Protego half of the time. You were both bruised, one more than the other and you were ready to end this. You were fired up, adrenaline running as you cast Accio, followed by a somewhat over powered Descendo, sending her right into the concrete floor.

The small crowd cheered as you put your wand away, catching your breath and wiping away a slightly bloodied lip.

“And the winner is….MC!” Lucan smiled, handing you a small ribbon of victory. You took it, putting it in your pocket before offering a hand to help her up, hoping this feud would be over. Past you would’ve practically walked over her, but you were different. Ominis nurtured your gentle side, causing an even balance between being ‘good’ and ‘bad’. She looked up at you, before taking your hand and standing up, a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

“I…I’m sorry for overreacting.” She said, her words going unnoticed by everyone else around you due to the commotion.

“Are we okay now?” You asked, offering a small smile and she nodded slightly. She looked over, noticing something before giving you a sad smile, “I know why now..” She said cryptically. You gave her a confused look before she retreated to her friends. You looked around, before practically being knocked back by some unknown force.

“MC! You did great!” A very familiar voice said, and before you knew it you were in their arms. You looked up, seeing the familiar brown curls and freckled skin. A small blush formed, not realizing he had been watching you the whole time.

“Sebastian!” You smiled, parting from his embrace.

“Come on, lets ditch this place!” He smiled, grabbing your hand and pulling you away from he arena…completely forgetting that he had not mentioned his plan for the Three Broomsticks. Grabbing your hand was so natural to him, he didn’t even think about his actions as he did it. As you left, the chilly breeze hit your face, calling attention to the warmth at your hands. You both let go of your grasps, remembering that things were not the same as they once were.

“Where are we even going?!” You laughed, basking in the cool fall air…that arena had you working up a sweat that you hoped wasnt terrible.

“Oh! Oh..um..the Three Broomsticks… but if you dont want to that’s okay! I just figured..” He started rambling. This had been what you did back in the day after winning a duel. You smiled, heart skipping a beat as you chuckled, “Sounds great.”

As you arrived, Sirona was shocked to see you two together. Your face still had some dried blood on it, and she had just assumed you guys were back together.

“My favorite couple!” She smiled, “Been a while hasn’t it..” She winked, before taking your order and setting off. You two immediately blushed, him choking on his butter beer. You avoided eye contact for the next couple of seconds, trying to recover from the feelings Sirona brought to the surface.

“You were seriously amazing out there.” Sebastian complimented, taking a sip of his butter beer.

“I was so nervous…it had been so long since i was in that arena. I couldnt let her continue to drag everyone in drama, especially Ominis.” You explained. Sebastian was reminded of the harsh reality. This wasnt a normal night, there were so many more layers to it.

“Ominis…? You’re back together?” He queried, secretly hoping you would say no.

“Well..no? We’re on a break technically, but regardless of his actions, I don’t want him suffering from the gossip and rumors. I still care about him, I just dont know if I’m willing to forgive and forget.” You explained, “regardless of my presence, I want his last year to go as good as possible.”

“You’re so kind..” Sebastian said softly not really thinking what was coming out of his mouth. He noticed your change in maturity. You could now still hold your spark and have a good heart. He loved this version of you more than he did in the past.

“Thank you?” You laughed. You enjoyed your night together, yet again. It 100% felt like you two were on a date, but neither of you even thought of bringing that conversation up. At the end of the night, you two were feeling very bubbly due to the butter beers and feelings. He walked you to the common room, smiling sheepishly,

“I’m sorry for stealing you away from any of your night plans.” He smiled, holding your hand, which neither of you fully realized.

“Oh no…you ruined my plans of going up to the Astronomy tower in hopes that my knight in shining armor comes to greet me~” You smiled playfully, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. He blushed at your comment, getting the confidence to subtly flirt back,

“Instead, your knight opted for intercepting your celebration and stealing you away.” You smiled, eyes meeting his and lingering for what felt like forever. Silence fell upon you, both of your hearts ready to burst out of your chests. His eyes never left yours, instead he started moving his head down to your level. Just as you were about to mimic his movements, footsteps approached,

“MC..” A familiar voice spoke. You both instantly sobered up in that moment, breaking apart and looking towards the voice. Your faces bright red, and minds flustered.

“Ominis..”

A/N: 2 parts left!!! One more Ominis chapter for you~ and then finale !! Working on the last parts asap!!

[suffarustuffaru]

hi so im currently coping with my finals by making more playlists to listen to. please take my offerings. yes. its more subaru playlists. the other two i made simply wasnt enough to hold the weight of my brainrot 👍

yes so actually ive spent like the past few years having like private pridebaru and greedbaru playlists to myself so i decided to finally refine them and add them to spotify yep <3 notes under cut.

yeah so in general i tried to have a balance of songs about subaru being Unwell and Not Having A Good Time and songs about subaru being A Horrible Person for the ultimate listening experience👍also if youre not a japanese speaker i once again recommend looking at the lyrics for the japanese songs because theyre very good lyrics ok.

so about greedbaru playlist!!! this is based on the greed if ln by the way yes so the playlist is roughly in order of the events going on there.

"inevitabilis" to "guns for hire": subaru accepts the contract with echidna. also yes i used "a sadness runs through him" again it is like. the quintessential ifbaru song for some of the ifs yes. looked in the wrong place for redemption and all that.

"circles" to "leech boy": greed if's arc 4 happens and everyone is Miserable now <3 "our word" is subaru learning to Gaslight and Gatekeep from echidna. "hole-dwelling" by kikuo marks um. that one scene in the greed if ln where subaru kills dream echidna and then has a mental breakdown over that. yes. "evil angel" is subaru capturing meili. you can probably read the "angel" in the song being either echidna, subaru, or elsa.

"are you satisfied?" and "literary nonsense": arc 4 is over yay!!! surely everything will be fine......

"bitter choco decoration" (by syudou) to "no body, no crime": nvm nothing is fine. this is the arc where clind tries to destroy subaru but subaru. Retaliates. so to speak. "sunset lover" is just referencing subaru's save scumming... "this kingdom is mine" is subaru figuring out the culprit killing him is clind.

"your obedient servant" and "someone gets hurt (reprise)": ottosuba divorce. otto leaves subaru.

"everything stays" to the end of the playlist: subaru establishes the official greed if emilia camp by manipulating felt into leaving + reinhard into joining the faction yay!!! "anger" and "drywall" is in reference to subaru punching a wall remembering otto. and its also referencing greed if subaru having "good" days and "bad" days.

this playlist is a loop if you compare the last two songs with the first two songs.

pride playlist!!! its shorter but still a banger. in my honest and nonbiased opinion. also genuinely i listened to a lot of these while writing pride if fanfic like two years ago so thats also why theyre here HAH.

"once upon a dream" to "open up your eyes": subaru has his whole 88 first arc loops of hell where he keeps trying to brute force killing elsa 👍also i thought itd be horribly funny to put a spin on my mainbaru playlist by putting in "never ever getting rid of me" and "magia" in there alsdjfljsdf

"oh ana" and "hellfire": subaru "meets" reinhard.

"stalker's tango" to "partners in crime": subaru does more pride if things 👍joins the witch cult, makes plans, teams with elsa, etc etc.

"a story told" and "hey there delilah": subaru manipulates ferris. :(( you could probably also see the "delilah" as reinhard or emilia too.

also i use "theyre only human" again - in the greed if playlist its to reference echidna and subaru talking with each other in the dream world / through the crystal. and also because subaru is very Detached from everyone around him. thats also why its in the pride if playlist!! and "a story told" is in both playlists because. well subarus a little mansplain manipulate manwhore.

"death ballet 2nd" to the end of the playlist: yeah subaru burns down the whole country and wins at all his goals. everyone gets fucked :<<

[lesbian-empress-nero]

“Ryuji,” Ann’s tired voice said over the phone, “I’m really sorry for waking you up this late, but- I just... I really need to talk to someone right now.”

She sounded like she was on the verge of tears. Ryuji clicked the lamp on by his bed, shoving the covers off of him. “What’s up, Maki-roll?”

It was an old nickname, one he used a lot in middle school with her. He had heard her last name, Takamaki, and immediately derived a stupid, childish nickname for her. He only really used it now during more vulnerable moments, when he knew Ann needed a bit of a laugh.

Sure enough, she chuckled weakly over the phone, before taking a shaky breath.

“I had the worst dream ever, and I- I can’t get back to sleep. It was one of those that you just- You can’t get out of your head, you know...?”

She sounded anxious, almost frantic. Terrified. Ryuji knew the feeling all too well.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’ve had more of those than I care to remember. What was yours about?”

Ann fell silent for a moment. Ryuji didn’t push it. He knew she needed a second to collect herself, to try and form her thoughts in a way that didn’t push her over the edge. He knew her.

“It was.... It started back near the beginning of the school year. Namely when Shiho-”

She didn’t finish the sentence. Ryuji knew exactly what date she meant.

“...I dreamt she didn’t survive. She had actually died and I was helpless, I couldn’t do anything and I just stood and fucking watched as my best friend was wheeled away and-”

There was the sound of sobbing, and Ryuji rolled out of bed, grabbing his jacket from his wardrobe.

“I’m coming over. Is that okay?”

Ann stopped sobbing long enough to choke out a setence. “Inokashira Park,” she said, her voice wavering.

Inokashira Park. He could do that.

He arrived to find Ann already there, sitting on a bench with her knees cradled against her chest.

“Hey, Ann. You doin’ okay?” He ventured, sitting next to her. She shook her head, leaning against him. As he pulled her into a hug, he noticed the shine of her eyes.

He held her close, letting her sob into his shoulder. On any other night, the roles might have been reversed, with him crying in her arms. But tonight he needed to be strong for his friend.

“Do you want to stay at my place tonight? We can watch those bad rom-coms you like. My mom bought some chocolate last week, too,” he murmured, and felt her nod.

“I... Would like that. I’d like that a lot...”

She sat up, smiling weakly. Once upon a time, he would have been tripping over himself over her. Past Ryuji would have killed to be here, comforting Ann and having her sit as close as she was. But now he knew better. This was one of his best friends, someone he cared for more than even he realised. Ann Takamaki was wonderful, strong, and beautiful. And he was grateful to have her as a friend.

“Come on, then. Shall we, madame?” He stood up, offering his arm in a theatrical, spur-of-the-moment gesture. She laughed, wiping her eyes on the sleeve of her jacket, and accepted his arm gracefully.

“We shall. And... Thank you. Really.”

He met her gaze, and nodded.

“Of course. Anytime.”

And he meant it.

He would always mean it.

RYUJI AND ANN BEST FRIENDS CONTENT LETS GO

ryuji being able to comfort ann because while she might not know he's experiencing the same thing. they both lost someone they loved and they really couldnt control it. also that part about how the roles could easily be reversed. he wants to break down crying with her but has to stay strong to comfort her and tell her its all okay when really HE isnt okay. someone give these grieving gays a cold glass of water a bedtime story and a kiss on the forehead as they deserve. it wasnt your fault babies...

[stiffyck]

okey im back with the Scar bit of whatever the thing is I came up with :D

(Note: Grian is an Avian, and Scar is a Vex who obtained his magic during the ConVex arc alongside Cub. Scar uses small Vex wings and magic and general, as well as a cane to be able to walk, and relies on his wheelchair on bad days (due to the Vex magic, Grian's watcher magic didnt work on him - different types of magic balance each other out). also, I havent worked this bit out as much as Grian's, so sorry for inconveniences! ^^")

Btw, I forgot to add that Grian didnt mention his worries to his friends because he is afraid they might get suspicious that there was something inbetween seasons, and he doesnt want them to remember 3rd life. The watchers will pay for what they've done to his friends.

Scar also wakes up. he is a little further away from the village at spawn, and can only hear their voices from very far away, laughing and happily chatting. He remembers everything. he still sees Grian hunched over him in the cactus ring, the blonde's fists bloody and sandy. And he knows it wasnt a dream, because the explosion scar from when he had lost his 1st life burns like hell. He is sure that everyone remembers as well, and hates himself for the fact that everyone else has apparently already come over the betrayal and murder. everyone has, except for him. when he tries to get up, his body is still weak. (In 3rd life, he didnt need to rely on his cane nor a wheelchair and also didnt have vex magic - the watcher's work) Now, all of the exhaustion comes crashing down on him, and he his too drained, both physically and mentally, to either get up and go to the others, or call for help. Because who would want to help him anyway after all the crimes he had committed in the games? Surely nobody would want to have him as a burden after they had all seen what Grian had to go through in the last two months. he doesnt want to call for help, although he really should. And he knows that.

(It's up to you if you want to give our pretty boi a lil bit of comfort or let him suffer alone through the night. suffer though zombies, potentially. or if he gets the comfort he deserves, from Grian, who is looking for him. I'm thinking of putting a smidge of shipping in there, and if u dont mind, I'll throw their relationship in another ask) :)

AMDMFKDJDJSNS OH M YGODDD YES SCAR GETS COMFORT BECAUSE I LOVEBCOMFORT SBDJDJDLS

[fruttymoment]

if twitter truly getting shutdown then all of my hard work is gone? just like that? why would i make something if it can just be gone forever like that? why would i learn something if i forgot about it later? why would i even do anything at all?

I do not believe Twitter is shutting down. In fact, it was the OFFICE that has been shut down, not the app&servers etc. It will be open again in some time i believe. Despite everything, Twitter is literally one of the biggest and main social media app like ever. It cant really just collapse. Worst that can happen is Twitter being sold again to someone lol

"Imagine the internet dying forever suddenly. With no internet, are you still valuable and important? If you are nobody without the internet, you need to change some things in your life." Is one of my favorite sentences ever. Life must be beyond the internet. So please, dont put your everything to the internet/social media. You shall do your true works in real life. I know its easy to say, but it really is possible. Internet is for our entertainment and information, not a life style.

Why would you do anything at all? Well, we all are born to die. In my opinion, this is the meaning of "life"

Why all important people in the history discovered amazing things, worked hard and all? They also knew they were going to die one day, so why?

Because life means "living the moment". Who cares the end? Literally do whatever you want. You dont need to be an important person, do very special things etc. Life means living today. If you are alive, do something you want today. You dont need your name written by gold letters in history, humanity also will go extinct one day.

What matters, is today. Right now. Are you not happy today? Make yourself happy. You are a very complex, precious biological being with emotions and you deserve to be happy. Everyone does. If you cant make yourself happy, then maybe the definition of being happy is wrong to you.

Happyness does not mean finally achieving your dream. Because when you finally achieve it, there will be no more dreams. Its like wanting to buy something so bad, and when you finally buy it, you realize it wasnt that necessary afterwards. I myself experienced that soo many times.

I myself always aim for the impossible dreams. Why? So i can have fun chasing it forever. Sometimes, adventure is more important than your destination.

But hey! Even living aimlessly is fun. You dont need to have a wacky dream or something to be happy. Nothing wrong with endlessly exploring, learning stuff and living the moments with no purpose in the end.

Sure, you do need to have a job and money to live in the end. But no need to stress yourself for that. You will do it. Stay happy and determined, and you literally can do anything. Motivation is one of our strongest feelings.

And go ahead. Fail things to learn from your mistakes. True success doesnt mean perfection. A successfull person is not someone that is perfect. Its someone that failed at things so hard in the past, but never gave up in the end.

If you are reading this, then you are alive. And you should be proud. Being alive is much harder than it seems, actually.

You already survived from many things. And today, you are successfully alive. So, why give up now?

Make your today different, and have fun with it! Learn from your past, and dont think too hard for tomorrow. We humans literally made the term "time" anyways. Other creatures doesnt even think about it, cuz time doesnt actually exists. It only exists in our mind. Past, future, blehh. Just live your today.

As for writing this, i am getting ready to go outside.

The weather is nice. Exams are over for me. I slept like a baby last night.

Today is very great :>