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thinking about…night owl sugu and his early riser gf …
he doesn’t know how he managed to freshen up and roll out of bed since he’s practically stumbling into the kitchen with his eyes half closed. he wanted to kick himself for promising that he would wake up for breakfast, but the moment the rays of daylight struck his pretty irises he immediately regretted his decision.
his head was pounding, his stomach gnawing at him in discomfort from being up during hours that he wasn’t used to. he really should go back to sleep, but it’s the start of your blossoming relationship and geto hasn’t figured out how to tell you that these morning activities you love so much just don’t work for him.
he sees you in his kitchen, slicing up fruit while nipping your bottom lip in concentration. he leans against the frame of the wall, and quirks his brow when he takes in the tee you were wearing. it occurs to him that this the first time he’s ever seen you in his clothes, and the black oversized fabric engulfs you, leaving only the stems of your legs and arms visible.
he’s already half hard, and when you turn over your shoulder to brightly smile in his direction it just makes it worse. you start chattering away while he approaches behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist and he rests his chin on your shoulder. you don’t catch his mood, and after letting you ramble for a few minutes longer he brushes his lips against your neck and whispers: “how about we just go back to sleep?”
you pout with disappointment, before insisting that he just needs something delicious to eat to lift his spirits. he can only wonder how he wound with up with somebody who contrasted him in every single way and slumps his shoulders in defeat while the seconds tick away as he focuses on you slicing up the remaining strawberries.
his hands begin to wander, slipping underneath the fabric of his tee as he molds his body against you. he kisses your shoulder as he kneads the flesh of your hips, pondering to himself if his little promise was worth keeping. he can tell you’re trying hard not to get distracted, but he wins the challenge when his hand makes it’s way underneath the waistband of your underwear to slowly rub your clit.
it’s not long before you’re facing him, your back pressing up against the counter while his half lidded gaze focuses on the way his dick sinks in and out of your dripping cunt. your chirpy voice reduced to nothing but gentle pants, while your fists tightly grip onto his shoulders with every thrust he delivers. your thighs quiver when you orgasm, and you would have lost your balance if he wasn’t there holding you in place. with one last push he finally shakes, reaching his own climax and finding his release.
he would have much rather woken up to this, fucked you sweetly in the comfort of his bed and fell asleep in your arms as he grows soft inside you. he pulls out and fixes himself up then uses two fingers to readjust your underwear before grabbing some tissues to quickly clean the mess.
holding your face in the palms of his hands, he places a kiss on your cheek and another on your lips, ignoring your slightly dumbstruck expression before mumbling a quiet: “thanks for breakfast, I’m going back to bed.”
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it isn’t that etoiles lost it’s abt HOW he lost, like they really could have just thrown code after code after him for two hours straight and used up all his gapples and potions and he STILL would have lost and it would have been more satisfying; it would have been a long, arduous and well-fought battle that etoiles would have adored every moment of despite the grim ending. but the way he lost was fighting a code whose health bar didn’t even move and who then proceeded to borderline metagame in order to win the fight quickly, taking away two of qetoiles most prized possessions resulting in a hollow victory. narratively i get etoiles needed to lose at some point but it should not have been like that
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I don't care that it's been only a day, The Amazing Digital Circus s/i jumpscare. (It/it's pronouns only!)
( X - X )
A TV head, with a body more like a ball jointed doll. The TV is the main focus, with lots of colors, expressions, and images so the clothing idea is kept simple, a 50's style collared shirt and high-waisted black slacks or skirt.
Even though Caine can just snap his fingers and do seemingly anything, he makes it the errand runner for the circus to keep it stimulated. Does behind the stage work and very much does complain from time to time about the mentioned Caine busy work. Also enjoys baking! Even though no one *needs* to eat, once again, it's just something to do to stay busy.
Expressions range mostly on energy level or emotions so I'm having fun with a few :]
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Kasander :) (giving both links because the translation on YouTube is fanmade and I assume not on Spotify, but I also transcribed it below the cut)
(Edit: or I did at one point before it suddenly vanished while I tried to fix the Spotify link. So here we find ourselves with no Spotify embedded thingy and no cut. I'm very tired)
Of the approximately seven songs I oscillate between calling the "most Kasander one on the playlist" this is probably the real winner. It's hopeful, but not in a sweet or passive way. It's bright and shimmery and full of intense drive- that's something in the lyrics too. Don't avert your gaze! That burning, relentless idealism and momentum is what makes it to me. If I kept going I'd probably just point at every line and go "see? see? see?" haha. At any rate, it feels like a song about saving someone else and also saving yourself- exactly right for the character.
(it's also one of the songs that I have multiple versions of on the playlist for some reason. if you want for whatever reason to hear a singer who is human and male)
(Lyrics- Draft Coleena Wu, Revision StoneGod)
I wonder
How long I’ll be able to keep up the act
Will I be able to say “goodbye”
When I get the urge to go home?
Even if the signs I’d overlooked that day
Melt away little by little
I’m sure it’ll be alright, because
Just like this, we’ll be able to meet again
I close my eyes
I wonder if it’s too late
To leave the tiniest of wishes
Will I be able to say “I’m home”
When the light returns?
I must go
If it’s more beautiful
Than any other in the world
There’s only one thing to do
And that’s to take back
All that’s been stolen from us!
Please
Make me dizzy
Round and round, the other way ‘round
Show me swaying
Right and left, back and forth
Be bright and brilliant
Glimmer and glisten, shine and shimmer
(Ohhh)
Softly
I summon forth
The wounded night
And on it I cast
A single small magic spell
And just like that,
We can fly!
(Ohhh)
Don’t avert your gaze!
Keep it straight
Nothing will be able
To stop us at this point
Until the magic wears off,
Until then,
Hold on tight! To my hand,
My hand!
I’ll leave
Not a single one behind
Reclaim everything,
As simple as that!
Until the magic wears off,
Until then,
Hold on tight! To my hand, my hand!
My hand!
[It’s impossible in the first place
Not to commit a single crime
And so, at least keeping it hidden,
Is what we decided to call “Honest”]
There’s only one thing to do
And that’s to take back
All that’s been stolen from us!
Softly
I summon forth
The wounded night
And on it I cast
A single small magic spell
And just like that,
We can fly!
(Ohhh)
Please
Make me dizzy
Round and round, the other way ‘round
Show me swaying
Right and left, back and forth
Be bright and brilliant
Glimmer and glisten, shine and shimmer
(Ohhh)
Don’t avert your gaze!
Keep it straight
Nothing will be able
To stop us at this point
Until the magic wears off,
Until then,
Hold on tight! To my hand,
My hand!
I’ll leave
Not a single one behind
Reclaim everything,
As simple as that!
Until the magic wears off,
Until then,
Hold on tight! To my hand, my hand!
My hand!
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