#GUSHING I LOVE Y'ALL SO MUCH

[color-cacophony]

One of my favorite things about Phantom is that he's constantly going off-model (at least in Kingdom Battle). Like his proportions change in every shot:

Makes me wonder what the animation process was. I do love how they put so many smears in it. The way they make the movements look so much more fluid and expressive (and give us screenshots that are absolutely priceless)...

I just think it's interesting how Phantom does this much more than anyone else because it makes me think he's actually even more gloopy and squishy than he looks lol. Wonder if he would melt into a puddle if he got too hot.

[ja3hwa]

Hi , everyone! I wanted to stop by and say an early happy new year. I'll be going offline until the 1st of Jan cause I'm going to a wedding (and it's in the middle of nowhere without reception 💀). So since I won't be posting or communicating until then, I dont wanna freak anybody out that I've suddenly gone MIA. Ehhe. Sooo yeahh...

I'll see you all next year. ♡

— Lots of love, Jae ♡♡

[yanban-san]

Me: How can I accurately convey that I think someone is REALLY cool and I want to be their friend without being Weird and Shy Me: *slams the follow button on Tumblr and likes posts*

[tvrningout-a]

grabs all of my mutuals with oc's and kisses them on the foreheads!! just bc the rpc as a whole can be kinda iffy and icky with oc's doesn't mean that you aren't doing a wonderful job!! you're frikkin amazing just for thinking of something original into existence, and it's just as amazing that you can stick to that character and flesh out their background, their dating preferences, their favorite meal, what drives them as a person -- all the little and big stuff that makes them feel real! remember that even when the dash is quiet and your doubts are loud, there are people who love and appreciate what you've created <3 and if anyone tries to give your oc hate, i'm personally kicking their butt <3

[aberooski]

A while ago I mentioned that I was redrawing/designing the wardrobe for the GX fantasy-ish au I wrote a few years back, well here it is!

I was also playing around with styles since I don't really have much of my own yet and like a year ago I did some head shots in the Dissidia Final Fantasy: Opera Omnia style as seen below because It's aesthetically pleasing to me lol. And when I did those I used the wardrobe from the au so I decided to redraw/redesign the wardrobe in that style to match the drawings I'd done before.

And as I said, my brain is very fashion over function in terms of wardrobe, and I thought I'd let y'all in on how my brain works a bit so I threw in the various FF characters or Fire Emblem in Atty and Lexi's case or literally just Jaden lol that inspired the various wardrobe looks along with the characters I used for my Opera Omnia style references, so I hope that's enlightening lol.

And of course, click for high quality!

I didn't draw every single character in the story, but the ones I didn't I really just hadn't changed too much or really at all from their normal looks because I thought they fit the aesthetic of their home dimensions in the story pretty well already, like Axel and Jim and Crowler. I also just didn't want to draw Zane 😌. To be fair I didn't change Hassleberry too much either which contextually in the story makes perfect sense but I adore him so 🤪

[134340am]

okay so i’ve been talking about this fic ever since i made my tumblr account... you might also know it as my favourite kuroo fic ever or maybe just favourite fic ever because it’s That good... written by one of my favourite fic writers ever... and i would have rec’d it sooner if not for the fact that the author took the fic down to rewrite it and the day i clicked on my bookmark of the fic and found out that the fic was privated was the absolute Worst day of my life BUT we are all good now and today is the best day of my life in fact because!!! she reuploaded it!!! and this fic is good luck, have fun by ao3 user wanderwithme <333 i love her and her fics so much i even have a hashtag for it (see below LOL)

i adore this fic for soooo many reasons but to keep it short (and to avoid spoilers), here are three main things i love about this fic under the cut!!!! 

1. it has kuroo in it. duh. okay but this kuroo is truly unlike any other kuroo i’ve read!!! he is... very normal. and i mean that in a good way; normal as in he isn’t a person who’s crazily outstanding or extraordinary. but he’s still great, he’s a good friend to kenma (very good friend in fact), a good boyfriend to reader, a good captain to the nekoma team. he simply does his best to quietly elevate everyone else around him. he’s sweet, respectful, kind, and so so smiley in this, he gives me the craziest butterflies. what i like about this kuroo is that he seems very attainable and almost boy-next-door. this kuroo makes me feel safe; and i can guarantee you that you’ve never read a kuroo like this (or at least i haven’t)

2. the writing style. this goes for all of her fics!!! it’s the total opposite of mine which is why i think i like it so much -- it’s punchy, succinct, straight to the point but still filled with so, so much detail. the worldbuilding is subtle but still so good, and overall her fics are easy to read but still pack a punch. i read her jjk stuff too (and i think she writes more for jjk now!!!) tho i still don’t know anything about the anime despite watching it twice <3 i haven’t even met the lawyer dude but i’m obsessed with her new series with him which i am linking here (when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?) if you wanna check it out : ) there are manga spoilers though so please tread carefully

3. the love between kuroo and reader -- it’s very simple and realistic!!! despite the misunderstandings (and god do i LOVE some good misunderstandings <333) you can really tell the pair of them trust and care for each other deeply. it’s very much show-not-tell in this fic and that’s why i love it. their love is a little playful, really sweet, really comfortable, and i love how it isn’t always like that -- reader falls slowly, then all at once, and it’s just so realistic and relatable. this isn’t something i can describe well, you have to read it to find out!

anyways i’ve blabbed on enough but that’s really just how much i love this fic so!!!! go read it!!!! smash the kudos button!!!!! leave the wonderful author a comment as well!!!! T^T 

[dynjir]

I'm currently obsessed with 2 things presently:

The new Mario movie

And the game Pizza Tower

May ramble about them later hahahaha

[solar-ships]

I made peach boba! For Kai’sa <3

Or, I made the components. They all need to cool a bit before I can indulge. I hear something about the new chapters to Another Sky being available today, so I was thinking of replaying the whole thing and maybe liveblogging it?

[arminsumi]

22 with toji? >___< i love mamaguro but sometimes i be thinkingggg..

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦

A/N: ughhh ikr 🤤😔 ik this goes without saying (hopefully) but y'all don't cheat 😵‍💫 read fiction about ur fave anime boys cheating with u instead lmao

Wc ≈ 800

Pairing: TOJI Fushiguro x f.reader

Summary: you and Toji getting up to no good in your favorite hotel room

Warnings; 🔞 mdni, smut, infidelity, pns (baby, slut, bitch) cheating kink, slight size kink, nasty dirty talk, slightly mean/rough Toji, taking condom off (mutually consensual), breeding kink, slight hairpulling, one ass slap (why is it always just ONE lmao), kinda rough/manhandling but not rlly, daddy kink, prone bone/from the back, lmk if i have missed anything <3

♪ i keep going back to this hotel room...

Damn you, he thinks while squeezing himself into a condom that’s very slightly too small for his size.

You’re to blame – to blame for being spellbinding, bewitching, entrancing, irresistible, alluring… he never thought about straying until you showed up one day in the office, pretty smile and naughty glint in your eyes.

“Fuck me…” he seethes when he sinks into your tight pussy – so happily spreading your legs for him on the hotel bed. With how many times you two have come and gone through this room on weekends, you’re pretty sure the receptionist has figured out what happens behind those closed doors.

“ ‘s so fucking sexy when you arch your back like that for me, pretty thing.” Toji grunts, splitting you wide open on his cock. “ ‘missed me?” he asks cheekily, feeling how much you’re gushing for him after such simple touching earlier – he had kissed you like he was starved of the taste of your lips, touched you like he’s never laid hands on a female form before. It made sense why he acted so needy, you hadn’t seen him for two weekends straight after all.

“Mhm! Missed you so much…” you moan into the pillow, bringing your hands down to spread your pussylips so you can take his cock better.

His cockhead always glides in so nicely, but halfway in his length got so thick that your pussy just spat his cock out. He always chuckles when it does.

“ ‘been too long, baby, ‘gotta stretch out that pussy all over again. Make it remember daddy’s cock.”

Toji tightly pins your waist down into the mattress, just feeling a fraction of his strength turns you on. Yeah, you’ve met strong guys before – but Toji was fucking strong. He could toss you into any position he wanted, he could make you feel weightless at times.

Those calloused hands know your body better than your own. He knows which sweet spots to his to make you cream, what pace makes you claw at his biceps, what dirty talk makes you cum. He knows everything about your body. He almost doesn’t wanna admit it, but he knows your body better than his own wife’s.

“Fuckin’ slut, look at you going dumb on my dick already. Keep it together, we just started.” He chuckled meanly, giving your ass an encouraging smack to bring you back to earth. “What? ‘This position too much for you?” he asked rhetorically – because he knew damn well that you couldn’t handle him pressing his weight onto you from behind like this.

“Nooo, I can take it!” you squeak, biting the hotel pillow as you hug it for support. He always feels so good that you need some form of comfort. The feeling of his fat tip nudging against your sweet spot and throbbing there makes you say some nasty shit that makes him smirk. “Fuuuck – just fuck me alre – fuuuck, mhm! Like that! Like that!” you sob into the pillow when he fulfils your wishes and pounds into you from behind like an animal.

He grabs a fistful of your hair and gently pulls your head back, making his lips meet your ear – scar grazing against your skin. “Don’t go all quiet on me. I know how fucking nasty you are – what’ve you been wanting to tell me huh? I know you missed me bad.”

His cockhead hits the spot that makes you spill the truth. “Fuuuck – daddy fuck me like I’m yours.” You said, “F-fuck me like I’m your wife.”

“Shit… dirty fuckin’ bitch, you talk like that and you’re gonna make me cum.” He breathes heavily into your ear, sweat already beading off his abdomen with his intensely he’s rutting into you. “You really like me, huh? Haha, yeah, I know – it’s so cute. So cute that you cum so much on this cheating cock. Uh-huh, don’t get shy on me now – we both know we get off on that. Just be honest with yourself – there we go, that wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?”

He groans, big arms entangling with your body. You can feel his muscles twitching, you can smell the scent of his cologne and sweat and sex all mixing in the air. And him? He’s burying his head into the crook of your neck to inhale your scent. Your perfume drives him nuts, it makes him dizzy like he’s some lovesick teenager.

Everything he holds back from telling you, he admits when he’s pussy-drunk and about to cum. “Fuck, sweet thing, ‘wanna give you a baby. D’you want that? Yeah? F-fuck really? You sure? You want my babies? Shit alright, I’ll give you a fucking baby t’night. Don’t tell her it’s mine.” He said, tugging his cock out of your pussy despite your walls hugging him like they were trying to keep him in there forever.

You reach behind you and pull off the condom yourself, and he just watches, half-drooling at the sight, before plunging back inside you and doing what he promised – giving you his babies.

[osachiyo]

↻ note ➳ dazai x fem!reader ︱ nsfw + fluff, lowercase, soft sex, unprotected sex (b safe y'all), creampie, pet names, reader reassures dazai etc (mdni) not proofread so be nice pls <3

dazai is a passionate lover. he's also a selfish lover, and as much as he likes roughing you up until you can't even speak, there are moments where he's nicer− softer. peppering soft kisses on your face as you lie beneath his slim frame, fluffy brunette locks tickling your face. your little giggles sounding like music to his ears. your love and adoration for him made the man conflicted; was a man like him, previously the infamous demon prodigy, really deserving of the privilege of your love?

"of course you are worthy of my love, silly~" you scoffed, bumping your nose against his, a smile gracing his thin lips. "ah, you are far too kind to me, sweet girl," he chuckled, leaning into the palm of your hand when you caress his cheek so gently− as if he's made out of fragile glass, and he's so unused to this kind of touch− this kind of genuine love. it made his heart swell as your arms wrapped around his neck bringing your lips to his, slipping your tongue in his mouth and he moans, your taste addicting on his tongue. dazai's hand reaches under your nightgown, gasping against your lips when he feels your bare mound against his fingers− "no panties? naughty girl," he whispers, pulling back to look you in the eyes. you grinned coyly, "just wanted to make it easier f'you" he laughed and shook his head at your response, muttering something you couldn't exactly decipher before his fingers found your clit, rubbing gentle circles on the sensitive bud, loving the way it made your chest heave. the soft moans and whimpers spilling from your sinful tongue made his cock throb against his pajamas, precum leaking from his tip.

"your fingers feel the best, 'samu," you let out a breathy moan, fingers clawing at his shirt, hips bucking up into his hand to receive more friction. "better than my cock?" your boyfriend teased, slipping his middle and index fingers inside your welcoming hole, humming when you clenched around him. "you− you know I didn't mean it l-like that!" you pouted, making him laugh and kiss your cheek, thumb smoothing out the furrow between your eyebrows, "oh yeah? the way you're gushing around my fingers says otherwise~" as if to prove his point, he pulled his fingers out of you to bring them up and god− it's embarrassing how your shiny slick runs down his fingers, small webs forming when he seperates the long digits, "see that, bella? see how you're dripping for me?" his voice dropped an octave lower, your thighs clenching unconsciously as he brought his fingers to your lips, "won't you be a dear and clean these up for me?" you didn't hesitant once before complying to his request, warm mouth enveloping his lithe digits and he groaned, cock twitching and begging to be inside you already.

he pulled his fingers out of your mouth briefly before taking your lips in a sloppy kiss, tasting your arousal on your tongue− biting down on your bottom lip gently before slotting himself between your legs. "can't wait no more− need you right now, angel," he panted, pushing his pants down to reveal his cock and god, was he leaking. it made you feel a sense of pride that you could make dazai− who was usually so calm and collected, pant for you like a dog in heat, desperate to bury himself deep inside you. not like you were any better either, gasping sinfully when his tip pushed past your entrance, pussy already clenching around him like a vice− it made him feral, resisting the urge of slamming himself in to the hilt in one go. you made it really fucking difficult not to− especially when you looked up at him like that, eyes unfocused and hazy as little gasps and whimpers of his name left your mouth, it made his head spin. you were so perfect.

he was fully sheathed in your hot cunt now, gooey insides sucking him in like they never want to let him go− his pale skin was now flushed, a peachy tone adorning his face all the way to his neck, sweat beading on his forehead as he rocked against you. you wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him impossibly closer to you− the warmth radiating through both of your bodies felt so good. your head rolled back to expose your neck, making osamu smirk before he dipped his head down, biting on the part he knows is sensitive, kissing and licking the spot to make you mewl for him. "shit− 'samu, so close− 'm so close," you babbled, fingers tugging on the roots of his chocolate brown hair. "already, sweet girl? don't worry− I've got you," he murmured, hand reaching in between your connected bodies to find your clit, softly pinching and rubbing circles on the button, making you clench around him even harder and shit− his eyes almost rolled back from your pretty pussy clamping down on him, tip kissing you sweet spot before you finally came with a loud moan, back arching off the bed as your slick dripped down his flushed cock. "jus− juusst a little more, baby− almost there," he practically whined, your eyes crossing ever so slightly from the overstimulation of him pounding into you vigorously, mouth forming an 'o' shape when you felt his hot seed flooding into you as his hips stilled, flush against your ass. he emptied the last of himself before plopping down next to you, huffing as he tries to catch his breath, "I love you so much." you smiled, relishing in the soft afterglow of your orgasm, "I love you too."

©sachiyoh— do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, reblogs are very appreciated♡

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[twohelve]

𝐁𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋 ! — geto suguru 18+ mdni

a/n: this isn't anything too long, just a little drabble I thought of while doing work 😞, anyways I hope y'all like it because I sure don't!!

geto knows that you have a few faults.

for starters, you're forgetful and clumsy, always getting your self into some kind of trouble.

he doesn't hold it against you though, he just...finds it amusing how you manage to stumble through life with such gusto.

your forgetfulness can be quite endearing at times, like when you try to suprise him with little spontaneous gestures and then accidentally create hilariously awkward scenarios.

once, you decided to show up at his house unannounced with a huge bouquet of his favorite blooms, seemingly unaware of his allergy even though he had made it abundantly clear that he was allergic.

"why are you sneezing s'much sugu?

"i'm allergic to pollen baby..." well! it's the thought that counts I guess...

your clumsiness, on the other hand has earned you numerous nicknames among your friends, they get a kick out of calling you things like 'bum bum' or 'bimbo dolly' because of how gawky you were.

but the biggest fault of them all is that...you're really fucking stupid. you seem to lack the ability to think critically or make rational decisions.

it's almost as if you're operating on auto pilot, without any consideration for the consequences of your actions.

even so, geto loved that about you.

he loves that you’re a “head empty, no thoughts” kind of girl. so much easier to control and manipulate. he capitalizes on your naivety and uses it to his advantage, knowing that you'll always trust him blindly.

that way, it's so much easier to force you to your knees and shove his cock down your throat — enfolding his hands into your hair and fucking your face until your cheeks are covered in his cum and your mascara is gushing down your face.

geto just loves his bimbo doll <3

[cherry-bomb-ships]

Hello everyone! Welcome to our Valentine's Week mini Self Ship event!

Pr*sh//ip please dni

From February 12th to the 18th, I'd like to invite you all to participate in a self ship event all about love! This is meant to be a low-effort, laid-back event where the hardest thing you'll probably have to do is interact with other people 😅 Each day will have a different theme for every type of f/o and self shipper! The themed days are listed below:

February 12th - Familial F/o Day! This day will be all about focusing on your familial f/os! Parents, siblings, kids, or any other character you consider part of your family. ❤️❤️

February 13th - Platonic F/o Day! This day is dedicated to all our fictional besties!! Give some appreciation to the f/os that are there for a good laugh and a shoulder to cry on. 💛💛

February 14th- Romantic F/o Day! Of course, Valentine's Day itself will be dedicated to the special f/os in our lives who are there for us through thick and thin. Our f/os love us every day and we love them, but we'll give them extra love today! 🩷🩷

February 15th - Self Love Day! Sure, it can be argued that all of self ship is a form of self love, but I really want us all to focus on it today, by thinking about and maybe even listing out the things that our f/os would especially love about us. 💝💝

February 16th - February 18th - F/o Takeover & Letter Writing Weekend! This one is a bit of a player's choice; option one, an f/o takeover! Y'all know the drill on that one by now, let your f/os of choice answer questions on your blog for the weekend. ❤️ Option two, for those not into takeovers, is to spend the weekend writing love letters to your f/os! They can be as short or long as you like, while also making as few or as many as you'd want to. I'd also like to highly encourage sending out f/o letters to your fellow self shippers from their own f/os! ❤️

There we have it! That's our weekend, laid out in its entirety. However, these are more guidelines than strict rules. You can really run the week any way you like, as long as you're enjoying yourself!

I would also like to add that this month, for those who don't know, is Black History Month, so while you focus on your ships, don't forget to show some love to my black brothers and sisters in the self ship community as well! 🧡🧡🧡

I'll have some more suggestions on things to do below the cut, but I'll end it here up top, because this is long enough as it is. Feel free to reblog to get the word around, and for just one week, let's only think about love. ❤️💝🥺💝❤️

Now then, here are some suggestions on things to do over the week on our themed f/o days:

For our creative types, you could create some art and doodles, writing and drabbles, gifs, screenshots, or any other type of content for your f/os of the day.

For those who want a more chill experience, just some good ol' gushing will work perfect! I'll also be trying to make some short ask games full of questions for each themed day.

For the self-love day in the 15th, I highly encourage everyone to make a list of things that their f/os love about them. Of course not everything is always perfect, so if you'd like, you can also talk about your flaws and the way that your f/os would still love you with them. I don't wanna see any self deprecation though, because I know all of you are much more wonderful than you may think! ❤️❤️

Lastly, for the weekend, as I said earlier I would love to see people sending out letters to other self shippers. If anyone remembers the To My S/i events from a few years back, as much as I would love to run an event like that, I know that's setting some people up for disappointment when they don't receive any letters, so I want it to be something that's encouraged but not expected. That being said, it's still highly encouraged! Even if you're worried about how accurately you may write someone's f/o, I believe you should still give it a try anyway! 💝💝💝

That's about all the suggestions I have, except for this last one: while this week is about love for our f/os, I still wanna see love for our fellow self shippers with plenty of interaction going around, even something as small as a reblog or question sent for an ask game makes a big difference! And remember, just like the New Radicals said, "you only get what you give."

If you're reading this far, then thank you! Go ahead and throw a "btw my f/os love me" into your tags to let me know you got this far. I hope everyone enjoys the event!! 🩷❤️💝❤️🩷

[jaylver]

4 TIMES JAY ALMOST PROPOSED + 1 TIME HE ACTUALLY DID

SYNOPSIS: Failed proposals and a determined mind challenges Park Jong Seong as he manages through tumbling ups and downs in order to successfully propose to the love of his life.

PAIRINGS: non-idol!jay x afab!reader

GENRE: established relationship au, romance, fluff

WARNING(S): profanities, snake (?)

WC: 2671

AUTHOR NOTES: hope y'all will enjoy this one! rushed it a bit so i'm sorry if there's anything lacking! please give some feedbacks, it'll be greatly appreciated <3

masterlist | © jaylver 2023 all rights reserved

i.

It has been almost six years since you and Jay have gotten together. 

From being friends to going on casual dates to moving in together, you knew this was it. You were very sure Jay was the man for you. It was a no-brainer that Jay felt the same too. He always knew all along and you didn't need any reaffirming from him either.

Marriage was a topic you and Jay had discussed each year and the opinion seemed to have never changed, you two were fine with the idea of marriage and were open to it. It wasn't the matter of yes or no, it was when it would happen. As years passed, the thought of a serious future together was an unspoken confirmation between you two. It was also a theme frequently asked during family dinners or friend gatherings and you would just wave it off, though secretly wishing and looking forward to it actually happening.

What you didn't know was that Jay happened to be already one step ahead, like how he always was. Now, the problem was struggling to propose and not knowing when to do so. He's got the perfect ring, the best words he picked out to say, the faint  idea of where he wanted to propose, but he just didn't know when. Could you believe that?

His three best friends were there to give him a pep talk, helping him plan the proposal and in the meantime, he made sure to go all the way to your parents to ask for their permission, to which they said ‘yes’ to almost immediately, absolutely elated and welcoming Jay to the family before he even officially popped the question, that was how much they loved Jay and no one could blame them for it.

With the help of your’s and Jay’s parents and his best friends, they planned a special private dinner by a restaurant on the beach you loved going to and having the proposal on the sandy beach with lighted candles. It was a simple idea but he knew you wouldn’t mind it from the countless proposal ideas you’ve once shared. Not to mention, it was the place where you and Jay shared your first kiss, making it much more memorable. He had a feeling this would be the perfect spot for a proposal.

Your boyfriend’s nervousness and anxiety were only getting gradually higher as the date got closer. He wondered how it managed to go such under the radar, playing it off as a normal Saturday date night and you were totally oblivious to it, gushing about returning back to the spot where you two shared your first kiss.

The small box which had your engagement ring inside was tucked into a compartment of Jay’s expensive suit, his hand occasionally flying to the spot and patting it to make sure it didn’t magically disappear. He swore he was going insane, and you noticing his jitters wasn’t making him feel better either.

Over dinner, you were there cracking jokes and laughing at the ridiculous puns he made, but all he could was focus on you, the crinkles of your eyes whenever you smiled, your smile, your laugh, the way your hair swept past your shoulders, lord he was whipped and he just needed to put a ring on your finger quick! Fast forwarding to after dinner where his anxiety reached its height and his foot tapped anxiously on the floor, he was waiting for the bill to arrive and it was a challenge to not burst out screaming.

“Here’s your bill, sir—” finally! “—it’s raining outside, would you like an umbrella?”

It’s WHAT?

“R–raining? O–outside, on the beach?” Jay croaked out, there was no way this was happening.

“Yes, sir,” the waiter nodded, slightly confused at Jay’s sudden surprise.

You tilted your head, peering over at your boyfriend with a questioning expression. “Is there something wrong? We could go to the beach another day, honey, we always do anyway,”

“Right,” Jay breathed out, nodding slowly and trying his best to not blow his own cover. “We’d like to borrow the umbrella please.” he said to the waiter, tucking the bill into the compartment inside his jacket, and with one last pat of the box tucked snuggly in another compartment, he let out a sigh and held onto your hand waiting for the umbrella. 

Almost.

But almost was never enough.

ii. 

Ironic it was that you and Jay happened to be at a wedding.

Upon hearing the failed proposal, everyone was disappointed but still remained resilient, racking their brains to think of a fresh idea. But now, you had wedding duties to attend to and your lovely boyfriend was dragged along. It was your friend’s wedding and you spent the day going around congratulating the pair, drinking here and there and dancing with Jay, basically having the time of your life.

“If weddings are usually this fun, I really want one too,” you sighed to Jay, leaning onto his shoulder. 

If only you knew.

He hummed in response, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as you two watched the stars of the event have their first dance together. In Jay’s eyes, he was wishing it was you and him instead.

Towards the end of the wedding, the bride announced for a bouquet toss enthusiastically, and all the unmarried women in the room formed a cluster behind the bride as she got onto a short stool. You were among the bunch, joining in for the fun without taking it seriously. That was until the bouquet had shot into the air, flying towards you and your hand reached out in a natural instinct, catching it instantly.

You caught the bouquet. This meant that the catcher was getting married next. Were you? The ladies all cheered and clapped, but your eyes wandered off to Jay, where people around him gave him claps on the back or handshakes, his gaze landed on you as well, a big grin wide on his face. You broke into a smile, waving the bouquet excitedly.

Once the wedding had officially ended and you were walking hand-in-hand to the parking lot, swinging the bouquet in your other hand, your mind filled with some questions. “Do you think this is a sign?”

“What sign, darling?”

“You know how people say when you catch the bouquet you get married next?”

Jay had red alarms blaring in his head. “Really?”

“Yup,” 

Jay wished he was able to get on one knee in this random parking lot at that moment, a place where it was empty and quiet, no one to bother you two, though severely unromantic but Jay’s patience was wearing thin. He knew it wouldn’t change anything between you two if he proposed now or later, but he wanted to call you his fiancee already. 

“Y/N—”

Will you marry me? 

“Hm?”

“I love you,”

You poked his side, raising an eyebrow at him. “Out of the blue?”

“Can’t I express my love for my girlfriend?”

“Of course you can, idiot, I love you too.”

Oh, how he longed for you to not be his girlfriend anymore but instead his fiancee.

iii. 

A few weeks rolled by and Jay was feverishly looking for an empty slot at all your favourite restaurants. Thanks to it being Valentine's week, all of them had none. Zero.

Jay wanted to give in and propose to you right there and then, whenever you were in bed or even on the couch, he didn’t care. He knew you didn’t care much about a proposal’s fanciness, just hoping it wasn’t a public one, but he couldn’t help to go all out to make sure you liked it. That was the length Jay would go for you. 

It wasn’t a surprise Jay was getting increasingly frustrated that the proposal was dragged later and later. But all he could in front of you was play it off as not getting seats for valentines.

“We don’t need to do anything big for valentines, Jay,” you reassured, rubbing his back softly. Of course you didn’t, he loved your simpleness. 

“I know, my love,” Jay smiled at your efforts of calming him, you were the one who knew him best.

The romance movie you had playing in the background was showing a proposal scene, the female lead gasping in shock as the male lead got onto one knee, the typical thing. You laid your head on Jay’s shoulder, snuggling closer to his side with his arms around you, eyes trained on the screen, but your boyfriend’s head was swarmed with more internal screaming at the sight. Luck was needed on his head.

“This is so cute,” you referred to the scene, deep down wishing for the same. 

“You think so?” Jay said quietly, rubbing the side of your arms. 

“Very much so,”

“What if I proposed …one day,” he quickly added the last part, being as careful as he could.

“What do you think I’ll say to that?” you patted his jaw, seeing a small smile form on his face.

“I hope it’s a ‘yes’,”

“Of course it’ll be one, I’d be such a big idiot if I said otherwise,” you squeezed his cheek, a grin tugged on your lips. “But that’s never happening,”

“Yeah?”

‘Marry me?’ Was what rang through Jay’s mind endlessly and he wished he could run into the bedroom to grab the engagement ring hidden in his bedside table.

“Yeah. Obviously.”

He knew it was forever and always.

iv. 

Jay had many stupid ideas in his life and this was one of them. He blamed that one TikTok video. 

In that video, the man and his girlfriend went on a hike, his friend on an undercover mission at the top of the cliff filming the reaction. It was cute and the reactions had Jay almost in tears, which gave him the idea of planning a hike, one where a ring was involved.

Out of you two, Jay was the more adventurous and active person, constantly bringing you to hikes and runs, so this wasn’t your first rodeo and it definitely didn’t surprise you at all. 

Jay knew he had this in the bag, with you oblivious and his plans turning out well, his stress was decreasing, thank heavens. Just like the video, Jay had Heeseung arriving at the top of the cliff minutes before you two did, hiding behind a bush with a camera already recording. 

So, on a Sunday morning, you and Jay hiked up a usual track on the cliff that you were familiar with. There were little to none people, and you got to roam freely, talk and joke loudly as if it was only you and him in the world.

“I’m tired,” you complained, taking your final steps and reaching the top, thankful that you were able to rest and catch your breath for a while before having to head back down. 

“The view is great,” Jay pointed towards the sky, and he was right. The clouds were painted in different shades of pink, orange and red, the sun was up and the morning sunlight provided warmth.

“It is,” you turned your back towards him, and that was when Jay realised it was time. He spotted Heeseung and gave him a thumbs up, he got the box from the back pocket, ready to get on one knee but—

“What the fuck?” Jay jumped, literally. His whole body basically jumped and backed away, there was a snake. A snake managed to ruin his proposal this time. First it was the rain, and now a snake? Was nature ever going to leave him alone?

“What?” you were obviously startled, rushing to your boyfriend’s side and huddled behind him. 

“There was a snake,” his voice wavered, though it was now gone, there was no way he could just propose like everything was normal. The rush was gone and his confidence was poof, gone.

“What?” you shrieked, tugging onto Jay’s sleeve. “I think we should leave,”

“Yeah,” Jay, evidently shaken, could only nod and keep the ring back into his pocket. He made sure that Heeseung got the memo and left, a heart broken and an ego continually punched.

Another time’s the charm!

+i. 

Despite the many unforgettable failed attempts of a proposal, Jay never backed down. This was going to be the last time, and it was going to be a successful one. 

As per Jay’s promise to bring you back to the beach, you were now having a candlelit picnic by the shore under the night sky, some slow music playing distantly in the background. Everything reminded you of that night during the start of your relationship, and you found yourself reminiscing, amazed at how far you two had come. 

“I can’t believe we’re here tonight,”

“Really?” Jay asked, you two had been here countlessly, the sudden sentiment had taken him off guard. 

“This was where it all began, wasn’t it?” you gazed at him, love and affection in your eyes. “This place is special, I don’t know how to describe it,”

“I get it,” Jay assured, laughing a little.

“You always do,” you smiled, reaching over to squeeze his hand lightly. “Wanna dance?”

Jay couldn’t resist and nodded, slyly taking the box from under the picnic blanket and slipping it into his pants pocket. You were too busy switching the music to notice, and once you had your favourite song playing, you rushed towards your boyfriend, practically crashing into his arms.

“Hello, pretty lady,” he said softly, his arm around your waist and your hand on his shoulder, rocking side to side. “‘Can’t take my eyes off of you’ huh?”

“It’s one of our songs, I can’t help it,” you laid your head on his shoulder, biting back a chuckle. 

This was peace. In the middle of a quiet beach, it was just you and him, bare and transparent, listening to him humming to the song, the cool night air engulfing you and him both. There was nothing you wished for more than this. 

“You’re just too good to be true…” Jay sang along, and you removed your head from his shoulder, giggling as you locked eyes with him. “Can’t take my eyes off of … you,” 

It happened too quickly. Jay had gotten onto one knee, his hand never left your hold. “Ever since I’ve met you, it really didn’t take me long to realise that you are the one for me,” one hand reached for the box in his pocket. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to stand by you no matter what,” he opened the box, the ring shone bright in the night and you gasped. 

“Will you marry me, Y/N?”

Jay couldn’t believe he was uttering those words. You were in disbelief this was happening.

“Yes! Of fucking course, yes, yes, yes!” you caught his face with both hands, pressing a long kiss on his lips, feeling him smiling against yours. The moment you pulled away, he slipped the ring onto your finger and you were starting to tear up.

You were marrying your forever best friend. The love of your life.

“I love you,” you pressed another kiss on the corner of his lips, pulling him close.

“I love you more,” he kissed you on the lips in return, knowing you would rebut and say you loved him more instead. “You have no idea how happy I am,” he wiped the tears away from your cheeks.

“I’m the happiest woman too, I’m so lucky to have you,”

“Obviously,” Jay joked, and you scoffed, punching him softly. “Joking. I’m a lucky man too,”

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“You’re going to have to put up with me for life now, my love.”

Safe to say the wrongs finally turned right for Jay in the end. Married life was going to be new, but before that, wedding planning was about to take him out first.

[anemoelliacia]

zhongli worships his lover <3

warnings: MINORS DNI, afab reader, zhongli is kind of possessive?, zhongli has 2 cocks, dumbification, body worship, overstimulation, implied cunnilingus, squirting, slight praise kink, slight religious undertones (implies that zhongli worships you despite him being the archon in the relationship.)

Zhongli had been fucking you for what felt like hours because of how sensitive your body had become, how your mind can't think of anything but how good you feel as he defiles you- all the while praising your body in turn. You absolutely cannot utter a proper sentence. Moans and curses are flying out of your mouth, and you're lucky when you manage to string together a few words because he has you so fucked out, practically going dumb on his cocks- he loves every second of it. He loves even more hearing you try to wail and whine anything of coherence that you can express.

At this point, all you can manage out is a cry of, "Zhongli... oh god-" followed by moans and incoherent babbles.

Which brings a smirk to his face, he only takes this as a way to tease you by retorting with, "no use calling out for your beloved archon when I'm already here fucking you."

He is the god here, and calling out for another archon won't save you. Yet, while he may be the archon here... you are the one being worshiped. He worships you in the way he assiduously touches your body. His goal is always to leave you wholly satisfied, to know that you are irrevocably his and you'll never need another. He wants you completely his.

And so, he is utterly ravishing you, looking at you with such adoration as your face contorts in pleasure. Because, to him it's practically a ritual, the way he devotes his nights to you with such zeal and passion for giving you pleasure that no one, human or god, could rival.

He wants the pleasure he gives you imbued into your body, your very soul, so instilled you'll never forget the feeling of his cocks, one pounding into your gushing cunt, while the other is hard against your clit, precum leaking from it. It's so lewd, but he lives to hear the sinful sounds that escape you as he fucks you, especially when you are so close to unraveling beneath him.

He practices pleasing you religiously, so regularly that he knows your body like the back of his hand, all your tells you're about to cum just imprinted in his brain. He sees the way your hands grasp at the silk sheets beneath you, the way your back arches, the way your breathing goes erratic, and the way your moans turn more whiny- he never fails to coax an orgasm or two out of you.

He can feel the way your walls clench around his length with each thrust, your body nearing closer to release. The sounds that fall off your lips, and their increasingly high pitched tone sound beautiful to him, like a meticulously handwritten melody as you moan his name, "oh, zhongli..."

He guides your body so effortlessly to the edge- so effortlessly into mind numbing pleasure as you cum, gushing around his cock and effectively soaking the sheets beneath you. He praises you for such a thing too, "such a good girl, making a mess for me..."

When he touches you, it never does not end with your legs shaking, and thighs coated with your own slick. There is never a time when he doesn't trail his mouth down your body, cleaning up the lovely mess he caused with his own tongue, rendering you overstimulated from the extra stimulation he provides to your swollen clit. He claims it's the best way, the only way, smirking as your thighs shake around his head.

and you wouldn't want it any other way, no, you don't need it any other way. because he is all you need.

▶ i genuinely spent so much time on this because i needed to get this idea out of my head and i hope y'all like it as much as i do <3

[jupiter-va]

Sorry, loves. I know I was supposed to start back being active and all, but I've been dealing with a lot of personal overwhelm with school/work. Not to mention its genuinely so hard to think about anything content related due to the actual genocide going on right now.

It baffles me how many people can see what's happening in real time and ignore it. I don't get how you can see images and videos of innocent people being murdered in their own home and not be absolutely fucking livid to the point where you want to do everything in your power to make it stop. If you are complacent or ignoring this in full then something is wrong with you.

This genocide didn't start on October 7th. It's been happening for years. And it's getting worse every day. I'm not quite sure when I'll get back to posting my regularly scheduled content, but for now I'd like to keep as much attention as I can on what's important right now which is making sure Palestinian voices are heard.

Also, fuck everyone I've seen on my feed that are shamelessly gushing over the remaster of TLOU2. I love that game with my whole heart but y'all were quick to forget that Neil is a Zionist. People are dying and you folded over new skins and lost levels? Pathetic is the nicest word I can think of.

[hxyleswritesthings]

Poly!KiriBaku Headcanons

Author's note: Just some little things on what domestic life is like with these two beefcakes. Enjoy!

- Bakugou and Kirishima are the exact opposite in the morning. More often than not, Kiri sleeps in as late as possible, but he wakes up cheery. Bakugou, on the other hand, is usually the first one up every single morning but he's liability to be around for at least the first hour he's awake.

- You are the classic grumpy morning person. As long as the guys are home, they're usually the ones to wake you up in the morning, and they both know to give you space until you've finished your first cup of coffee.

- As the first one up, Bakugou likes to shower first and make coffee for the three of you before you part ways. If he has the time, he likes to go on a quick morning run/walk and grab pastries from the bakery around the corner.

- On the rare occasion that you do wake up on time, you like to make a quick breakfast for the three of you to eat, packing them both bentos for lunch as well.

- There was one time Kiri walked in to the kitchen, following the smell of breakfast and coffee, only to find you bent over the kitchen counter, practically drooling as Bakugou relentlessly pounds into you, taking out his bad mood. Bakugou just grins at the redhead when he looks up to find him staring, not missing a beat as he reaches around to thumb at your clit until you're begging for release, thighs shaking as you gush on his cock. Bakugou's not far behind, grunting as he pulls your hips back against him to fill you up, grip hard enough to leave bruises. Kirishima just watches the whole thing over his coffee cup, pants feeling tight from where he sits at the dining table.

- You're weak now, Bakugou's arm the only thing keeping you up as he gives you both a moment to breath before he's slipping out of you and pulling his pants back up. head leaning on the table as bakugou keeps you standing, giving you a moment to catch your breath before he's slipping out of you and pulling his pants of his hero suit back up and tucking himself away. He leans down to pull your leggings up as well, silent as he scoops you up and dumps you in a chair next to Kirishima, serving you both a heaping plate of eggs.

- You're a little dazed from the events of the morning, whining as you get placed down before crawling into Kirishima's lap in need of affection.

- The three of you rarely have any serious fights, but due to his temper and your stubbornness it's not unusual for you and Bakugou to bicker. You love each other dearly, but you've been known to butt heads over the smallest things. It rarely ever gets out of hand. Most of the time one of you breaks pretty quickly and you both laugh it off and move on.

- This courtesy does not extend to game night. You and Katsuki are known for full on screaming at each other and making Eiji play referee to whatever the nights chosen game was.

- You never let Katsuki live it down when you absolutely crush him in Mario Kart.

- I hc that as he gets older, Kiri starts growing his hair out more and he looovesss to sit between your legs and let you play with and braid his hair.

- Bakugou's not big on you playing with his hair but sometimes he does let you paint his nails a solid black, claiming it looks good with his hero suit.

- With them being busy pro heros, getting everyone's schedules to align can be difficult, but you make it a goal for all three of you to sit down for dinner together at least once a week. Most of the other nights, it's usually you with either one of them, or you don't even have dinner together at all.

- Bakugou's not much of a partier, so he's usually the DD when y'all go out with your friends. He does enjoy a drink or two on the nights he's not too tired to stay up after work. When you guys host, it becomes Kirishima's personal mission to get him absolutely /trashed/.

- Bakugou becomes VERY clingy when he drinks and he opens up in a way his friends don't usually get to see. You find it quite endearing.

- Before the three of you formally announced your relationship to your group of friends, everyone could tell with how handsy he was with Kiri. Everything finally came to a head once Shoto walked in on them making out in the hallway. He came back, nervous to tell you how he had caught your boyfriend's infidelity, and you couldn't help but burst into laughter when the blonde in question came back into the room, Kiri in tow, both of their faces bright red at being caught.

- It took your friends no time to warm up to the idea, Mina jumping up with a squeal and shouting at how Denki now owed her money from a bet.

- At night, you guy switch between the two bedrooms depending on the mood. Bakugou's bed is bigger, but there's something extra cozy about how many pillows Kiri keeps.

- The three of you are just a bunch of grown up kids who love each other very much and are doing their best to navigate life together :’)