#I know I could just schedule it but hey

[doctorsiren]

“Almost Christmas” means it wasn’t Christmas!

[serkonans]

so frustrated bc I need to break up w my personal trainer fr But he's experienced w helping people recover from injury and I want him to coach me through getting back into lifting after top surgery

[icewindandboringhorror]

Recent sky photos 

[tragedykery]

I hate. complicated friendships

[this-doesnt-endd]

I feel like my crown just shifted up oh my god

[autopsytableromance]

hey why did my manager unprompted tell me and like 3 other coworkers a story about how he had his dog terrorize her girlfriend for three hours while he took a nap and she hid in the car afraid like it was a funny story to tell.

[roseband]

on one hand.... i fucking had to work from home 3 days in a row cause of a terrible allergic reaction rash + an infected blister together turned my ankle into an angry beast

on the other hand..... i got more fucking work done than i would in the office

and played guitar a lot cause.....instead of lunch, guitar hour, then eat while working

so... lemme wfh 3x a week instead of 2 lol

[ai-dont-care]

my partner and i broke up so I am now going to be a slut (I am emotionally incapable of being a slut)

[dbphantom]

Do you think these 4 people know that at this point I've pack bonded with them and would kill and die for them if they asked

[july-19th-club]

found my shortest ever trek fiction but i cant post it until wire day next year so hopefully i remember it exists by then it’s five paragraphs long and it’s called grey matter and it would make an excellent ‘flashback prologue scene’ if that had been in the episode which of course does not NEED a flashback prologue scene and is ideal as it stands and i have no notes but if it had been made in today’s tv era it would’ve had one and those five paragraphs would’ve been it

[chthonic-kelpie]

Every time Zagreus dies, he leaves behind a body. Someone has to clean up behind him. For a small fee, of course.

Happy Halloween! This is the last in a series of ficlets on this premise written over the course of October. The rest are on Ao3 (link above) and posted here with the tag “charon’s disposal service.”

9. A Significant Death

Rating: T

Wordcount: 1,339

Summary: Zagreus reaches a milestone.

-

The Styx cradled Zagreus gently as he re-formed and returned to consciousness. It was like waking up slowly, half-dreaming until he realized he was awake. Zagreus opened his eyes. Light glimmered through the ruby waters, growing brighter as he rose. Zagreus always found himself floating upwards when he was ready to return to life.

When he broke the surface, a chorus of cheers made him jump. “Congratulations!”

“I…what?” Zagreus rubbed the water out of his eyes. A small crowd was gathered around the pool of Styx: Hypnos, Thanatos, Megaera, Dusa…even Achilles had somehow managed to get away from his post, and Charon, who Zagreus had seen maybe twice inside the House in his entire life, had stopped by. Zagreus smiled as he stepped out of the pool and onto the rug. “This is new. Why don’t I get this kind of reception every time I die?”

“Ghhrrrrnnnnnhhhh,” groaned Charon.

“It’s a special occasion, Zagreus,” said Thanatos, taking a towel from the rack and handing it to Zagreus.

Zagreus smirked at him. “What, not going to help me dry off?”

Thanatos’s cheeks glowed faintly. He motioned with his head to the rest of the group. “In front of…?”

“Oh, alright.” Thanatos wasn’t big on PDA, which made it fun to tease him about it, but Zagreus wouldn’t tease to the point of pressuring him. He took the towel, ruffled it through his hair, and quickly toweled off his arms and legs. “A special occasion?” he repeated, draping the towel over his shoulders. It couldn’t be an anniversary, or it wouldn’t make sense for everyone else to be here, too. Had he missed some big pronouncement? Maybe he’d finally made Employee of the month, although if that was the case, it seemed a little rude for everyone to rub in how rare that was. “Er, could someone fill me in?”

“This is the one hundredth time you’ve died!” Hypnos said cheerfully. “It’s an impressive accomplishment. You should be proud! Why, even Meg hasn’t—”

Megaera loudly cleared her throat to interrupt him. “I don’t know if ‘proud’ is the word I’d use, but it’s some kind of milestone. So, congrats.”

“One hundred, really?” Zagreus let out a low whistle. “I guess that is sort of a big deal.”

“Ghhoooaaaaahhh,” Charon agreed.

“It never hurts to find a reason for celebration, lad,” said Achilles. “I can’t be away from my post long, but I wanted to come by and congratulate you. Luckily, your father went straight to his chambers after he returned, but I can’t have him see me absent from my post.”

Hypnos’s perpetual smile widened. “Don’t worry about him, he’ll be down for a while. I gave him a really nice dream.”

What was a “really nice” dream for Hades? A world without satyrs, maybe. Or a son who…no, Zagreus would rather not go down that route. “Wow, um…thank you, guys. I’m not sure what to say. I’m amazed you all managed to coordinate this, with how busy you all are.”

“It was Hypnos’s idea. He…writes a lot of things down,” said Dusa, clearly restraining herself from listing all the other ways Hypnos could spend his time instead of writing things down.

Hypnos, oblivious to the impatience in her voice, beamed. “Gee, thanks! But I can’t take full credit. Meg had the idea first. We were chatting once, after you killed her, Zag, and I said, ‘you know, pretty soon Zagreus will have died a hundred times!’ and she said, ‘Wow, really? We should have a party!’”

Meg looked at Zagreus, raising her eyebrows to invite him in on the joke. “What I actually said was, ‘Wow. Really? We should have a party,’” she repeated, in a much more sarcastic tone. “But it did sound like fun, once it all came together.”

“—And then I tried to tell Than, but he just ignored me—you know how he pretends that he doesn’t want to talk to me, he’s such a joker!”

Zagreus shot a look at Thanatos and attempted to silently say, we talked about this. Thanatos frowned and muttered, “I’m working on it.”

“—so then I told Achilles and Dusa, and they loved the idea!” Hypnos concluded, with a clap of his hands. “So they told Than, because I guess he doesn’t do that joke with anyone else—they probably wouldn’t get it, anyway—and he managed to get ahold of Charon, who said—”

“Hhhgghhhhhh,” said Charon.

Hypnos beamed. “Exactly!”

Dusa piped up, “And I thought this would be a great use for the lounge, now that it’s renovated, and…” She lowered her voice. “You know that, um, that stuff you gave me, Zagreus—uh, for the lounge? Would it be alright if we opened some?”

Zagreus’s grin widened. “It would be more than alright. In fact, I have a fresh bottle I can contribute, straight from Elysium.” He tossed the damp towel aside. “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s get to the lounge. Oh—Sorry, Dusa,” he added to Dusa, who had darted over to catch the towel before it hit the ground. “Nice catch, though.”

Achilles cleared his throat. “I really ought to get back to my post. Charon?”

“Rhhhhrrggghhh.” Charon stepped forward. Only now did Zagreus realize he was hiding one hand beneath his robes, and that something lumpy distorted their shape.

“We got you something,” Megaera explained. “We all chipped in, because Charon made us pay for it. Well, except Than, because it made him ‘queasy.’”

“It’s just a bit macabre,” Thanatos said defensively.

Zagreus chuckled. “You’re the embodiment of death, Than.”

Thanatos made a face. “Okay, but…Just show him, Charon.”

“Aeeeeghhhh.” From inside his robes, Charon pulled his hand out to reveal…

“A…skull!” said Zagreus, trying to sound enthusiastic. He wasn’t sure what he’d expected. Something showier, after all that buildup.

“You like skulls, right?” said Hypnos. “They’re all over your house. You even wear them.”

Zagreus glanced down at the miniature skull on his belt buckle, then twisted to look at the three animal skulls at his shoulder. He could see how someone could get the impression that he really liked skulls. He took the skull from Charon and held it up with both hands to look at it. It was too big to use as a fashion accessory or a paperweight. He supposed he could talk to it when he felt like monologuing. “Yeah, skulls are great. Quite an appropriate way to commemorate my 100th death. Thanks!”

Megaera grinned. “It’s not just any skull, Zagreus. It’s your skull.”

Zagreus blinked at her. “In the sense that it belongs to me? I guess so, yeah.”

“No,” said Thanatos, his voice sounding strained. “It’s…um.”

“It’s your skull,” said Dusa. “From…when you died?” she lowered her voice, like she wasn’t sure if she should be talking about Zagreus’s death. “From your head.”

“Think of it as a trophy,” said Achilles. “But a trophy of your own personal growth.”

“Or think of it as an incredibly cool keepsake,” Megaera suggested.

Thanatos shuddered. “I prefer to avoid thinking of it at all, but that’s just me.”

“My skull?” It struck Zagreus suddenly how identical in size and shape the skull was to his own head. The eye sockets stared blankly back at him. Was this what mortals meant by “contemplating their mortality?” Zagreus shut his eyes and shook his head. “Wait—That doesn’t make sense. This is a joke, right? Gods don’t leave behind bodies when they die. If I did, there’d be a hundred corpses piled around the Underworld. Even taking the shifting rooms into account, there’d be a dozen in Meg’s chamber alone.” He looked around at his friends, waiting for them to burst into laughter and admit that they’d pranked him. They didn’t. “…Right?”

Megaera made a face. Achilles shot Charon an odd look. Dusa said, “Ummmm…”

“You want to take this one, Charon?” said Thanatos, running a hand through his hair.

All eyes turned to Charon, who avoided looking at any of them. Shuffling his feet, he groaned, “Huuuaaaaghhh.”

[bumpscosity]

Snails are so Aminal and also they love you

[meringuejellyfish]

currently i like to think that maybe qifrey and alaira met during a silver night festival .. if it is true that they are childhood friends then maybe they became best friends in the whole world that night but thought they were never going to see eachother again. but then uh yeah i mean the great hall isnt that big i think. they found eachother again eventually and then 20 years or so pass and theyre still very good friends. alaira is also probably very passionate about magic and they could talk about it forever .. they just seem very comfortable around eachother even if they dont get the chance to see eachother often these days

[reaperkaneki]

was literally so dead tired (and in pain) at work today that my coworkers kept asking if i was okay. like no, im not, but thanks for asking, and i have the next two days off so i’ll (through gritted teeth) live

[faexoxoxoxo]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓...

ᓚᘏᗢ basketball player gojo x reader x basketball player geto.

✎⁠ 18+, overstimulation, pure filth, smuttt...

✎⁠ dividers by @cafekitsune

It was simple, really.

Suguru loved you, Satoru loved you, and they both wanted to see you wearing a jersey that had their name on it during the teams basketball tournaments.

Again, simple. They could've worked out a schedule and taken turns having you wear the names. Heck, you even offered to customize a new jersey with both their names on it, but nooo, like everything else in life, your boyfriends just had to make a bet about this.

Whoever made you cum the hardest got to have you wear their jersey.

~~~

“Aww, look at your pretty pussy, baby. filled her up real good, huh? Such a greedy little hole...”

God, you wished you could smack the proud grin off Satoru's face, but right now, with his head between your thighs, long tongue dipping into your weeping, overstimulated, cum filled pussy, all that came out of you was a broken string of soft whimpers and moans, twisting and turning as Satoru coxed you over the edge for the third time.

You tried to squirm away, but they wouldn't let you. Suguru had a firm grip on your legs, keeping them wide open, while Satoru seemed drunk of your juices and his own cum, hungrily lapping at everything you had, refusing to let a single drop of it go to waste.

Turning your head, your dazed eyes met Suguru's silently pleading with him to tell Satoru to back off, to put an end to this little game of theirs, but all you got in return was a smile. The smug bastard was enjoying this; it was obvious, with the growing strain in his pants and a barely noticeable flush on his face. It came as no surprise, really; you already knew how much Suguru loved watching you get ruined by Satoru.

“Hmm, What's wrong, princess? Satoru's not pleasing you enough?” Suguru cooed, wiping the drool off your lips with his fingers as you sucked in a deep breath.

“Ahhh...S...Suguru...no more…”

They really needed to stop; you'd pass out if they kept on making you cum...

“Nuh uh, baby, I plan to win this” Suguru laughed. Your teary eyed, fucked out expression, coupled with the plea, was enough to make him rock hard, “not about to let you wear this idiot's jersey tomorrow,” giving a harsh slap to your thigh and making you gasp, his grin widened, hand now moving to pull Satoru's head away from your cunt.

“Hey!” Satoru groaned, “Fuck you, man, everyone knows I'm the strongest.” cussing the black haired man as he’s pushed aside.

“Right, right,” Suguru mocked his playmate, flipping you onto your back, “now be a good boy and lemme show you how it's really done.”

Without warning, he'd filled you up, with one hard swift thrust, hips slamming against your ass as he ferociously rutted into your weeping cunt, “My dirty little slut” Suguru grunted as you sobbed into the pillows.

"Sugu…ahhhh…noo can't…slow," you mewled back, arching instinctively as his cock kept on hitting the sensitive spot that made your brain turn to mush, “need to cum... Sugu...please, please, please, lemme cum.” You babbled, starting to feel the familiar coil building up inside your tummy.

“Yea? Gonna cream around daddy, and make him win...” Suguru taunted menacingly, angling himself to hit your sweat spot over and over again, while making eye contact with Satoru, who'd begun moaning while fisting his own hard, reddened cock.

“Yes, yes, yes…” you chanted fervently, toes curling as you moaned out little yeses and pleases. He'd done it again, Suguru’s dick always managed to reduce you into nothing more than a brain dead cock slut.

"Fuck...go on then,” he breathed, voice raspy and deep a sign that he was close too. “Lets show Satoru what a good girl you are for me.”

Your body quivers. Feeling Suguru throbbing inside your tightening pussy, you let out a soundless scream before coming all over his cock.

The sight was enough to have Satoru fall over the edge. “Shit... princess,” he groaned, looking at you through hooded eyes, as his cum spilled onto the bed and his abs in hot spurts. “Now I get why this asshole loves watching me fuck you.”

Chuckling, Suguru pulled you closer to his chest, keeping on fucking you ruthlessly through your high, making you whimper. “Gonna fill you up so much; you'll be leaking for days, princess,” he let out a long groan, his head falling back, thrusts growing hard and slow until he finally stilled inside you, his hot load filling you up to the brim as promised, his dark violet eyes meeting Satoru's sparkling blue ones.

“Damn it.” Satoru swore knowingly, he never liked admitting defeat, but Suguru'd won this round with his dick game. Well, no matter, this just meant he'd have to try harder again next time...

✎⁠ I've always done character x reader, and this is my first attempt at character x reader x character so don't know how well I wrote it but hope you guys enjoyed...

✎⁠ likes, reblogs and comments are very appreciated⁠ ♡

[satorusdiary]

dilf!toji being your ex bf

fluff & angst + making up + cuddling + toji not being able to resist you when you look so fragile + toji forever loving you

part 2! - back in love !

You sent 1:03 am

hey, r u awake?

toji places the cigarette back down on the ashtray, looking at his phone slightly shocked. it’s been months since you and him have had contact, the split up that has happened to your relationship has left a strain in his heart.

why did you text him at this hour? and most importantly, why aren’t you asleep? toji knows how well your sleep schedule usually was.

his friends look at him concerned, the look on toji’s face confusing them even more compared to when he stopped smoking repeatedly just a few seconds ago.

“fushiguro, you good?” satoru questions, patting his friends shoulder as he looks over at his friends phone. he wasn’t able to get a look at the message before toji pulls the phone into a direction that wasn’t able to be seen.

“yeah.. jus’ lemme call someone real quick.” before the rest of his friends could protest, toji is up and walking over to an empty room in the apartment. taking a seat on the bed.

Toji sent 1:09 am

thought i told you to lose my number

now that’s something he wouldn’t text you, he immediately starting regretting sending that message the second you immediately read the message.

you were his sweet little girl. the young woman who he swore he was gonna marry, the one he swore to have kids with.

things were different when he realized how much his life would have an impact on you if you stayed with him.

what’s good about a sweet girl who has a bright future getting with a older man selling illegal substances, that could send him to jail for years and years.

yeah not good at all.

toji knew what’s best for you, and if it meant him not being with you then it was worth it.

because he loved you, and would do physically anything in his power for you to have the best in life.

You sent 1:09 am

i know, i just need someone to talk to rn. i’m sorry

his heart weeps, you still want his comfort even after he has completely broke you, and your relationship with him.

he should be in jail for just breaking you in general.

toji sighs, not knowing how to reply. he wants to comfort you, yet he wants to push you away from his life. push you away from the trouble and the dangers that could happen to you.

he thinks you have given up until you text him 3 minutes later.

You sent 1:12 am

can i call you, please toji?

he couldnt deny it. he just couldnt. his love for you was simply unbreakable even if you weren’t together anymore.

his friends out in the living room are most likely concerned and worried for toji, but that’s the least of his problems. he needs to know if you’re okay, if you’re hurt.

‘incoming call from Toji’

he swears his heart skips a beat when the call goes through.

toji is not one to get nervous. especially with anything in general. but when it came to you, everything comes crashing down. when it comes to you, toji is willing to do anything for you, because you were his girl. his love.

“..hi” your voice is shaky, it seems you’re nervous as well. could he blame you though? this was the first time in months he has actually spoke to you.

“hey.” he replies, hoping you wouldn’t notice the weak tone in his voice as he spoke.

there’s a moment of silence, and soft breathing from your end before toji speaks up.

“are you ok? why’d you call me.”

it’s harsh, his tone is harsh. your eyes begin watering, and you hope he doesn’t notice.

“i-i am just having trouble sleeping, that’s all. ‘wanted your company atleast to calm me down.” your tone has a small strain, as if you were crying for hours before you called him.

it was as if he was able to see your puffy eyes through the screen, he could just imagine it now.

“there’s something else, hm? c’mon tell me, y’know i won’t judge.” especially with you. is what he wanted to say as-well, but he couldn’t get to soft with you now. he couldn’t.

he hears a sniffle from your end, feeling his heart clench once more. as if his heart is dropping to the bottom of his stomach.

“okay.. t-truth is i usually sleep better with you ‘round. but since you’re gone, ‘ts been kinda rough. i just wanted to call you for once, to see if it would help..” you confessed, voice breaking down in between sentences.

toji has an urge to put you down, and hang up. but he couldn’t, how could he resist you? especially after everything he has put you through.

the bracelet on his wrist that has your initials come into his vision. you had made this for him when he was sick, he has never took it off ever since.

“y’want me to come over? not gonna make contact, jus’ gonna be there til you sleep.” he says calmly, he swore he could’ve heard you sigh in relief.

“mhmm, yes please..” you’re still polite, his sweet girl is still sweet around him. that’s what he misses with you.

“alright’ be there in 10. jus know i’m never doin this shit again, kay?” he says harshly, too harsh.

you sniffle again, he could tell your frowning and having tears drop on your phone screen. his heart strings get tugged, and he calms his weeping heart.

he’s hurt you once again.

the call ends before you could say anything else, and he’s out of the bedroom quickly taking his keys. his friends look at him concerned.

“yo, you good?” suguru comments, looking up at his friend who was ready to leave the apartment.

“where you going?” satoru also questions.

toji shakes his head, letting out a deep sigh as he turns to look at his of friends once again.

“gonna be gone for a bit, see ya tomorrow?” he waves them off, and goes out the door before they could reply, or ask anymore questions.

he knows he said he would be at your place by 10 minutes, but he ends up arriving in 5 minutes. quickly at your door step, knocking on the door gently.

just as he predicted, you open the door almost immediately.

when he looks at you, he swears he could break down then and there. on your door step.

your eyes are puffy, you’re wearing his hoodie that he “accidentally” left at your home, and there were dried tear stains on your puffy cheeks.

he wanted to kiss your cheeks badly, and cradle you in his arms. but he resisted.

thats before you crash into his arms, immediately breaking down. hugging him tightly as if he was going to disappear again.

toji breaks, he can’t handle the cold act around you any longer.

“y/n? what’s wrong baby? speak to me..” toji coo’s, his harsh tone disappeared. you automatically feel comfort from his nice tone, something you missed.

there he is, the sweet older boyfriend you have always missed. the man who was your home, your protector, your everything.

“‘missed you s’much toji. miss being with you and megumi, i-i can’t sleep without thinking about how i could’ve been better for you.” you stutter repeatedly.

it was no lie that megumi missed you as well. the boy who is only 3 years old can not go a night without asking where you were, if you were coming back to him without breaking down. because you made the little boy feel loved.

toji’s heart breaks, now he notices how selfish he has been. yes he was protecting you, but he also broke you so much. regret seeps into his body, he wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly.

“‘s not your fault sweets, you were more than enough for me. c’mon, let’s go to bed.” he murmurs, picking you up bridal style and walks towards your bedroom. the door behind him shutting closed.

the photo of you both happily together was still on your night stand, toji’s heart breaks for the millionth time in the past hour.

his side of the bed was cold, as if you never slept on it. that’s because it felt wrong sleeping on that side, knowing it once belonged to him.

you continue crying as you’re placed on the bed, still in toji arms. he’s careful with you, placing kisses on your face and rubbing your body to give you his heat.

“i-i miss you.. s’much.” you repeat, looking up at him for the first time with clear sight. tears drying back on your cheeks.

he gives you a sad smile and kisses both of your cheeks, sticky with tears.

“i miss you more sweetheart, missed my little girl s’much.. ‘l’ll explain everythin to you tomorrow, kay?” he questions, caressing your cold cheek.

the smile you give him is sad, but could easily melt the coldness in his heart.

after you nod he places a kiss on your lips, before pulling you closer, your head on his chest while is head is rested on top of yours.

the night goes by, and your soft snores fill the room. toji’s eyes are still glued onto the photo of you both, looking so happy, so dumb and in love.

he is gonna make that happen again, only for you. he’d figure out everything else soon, his priority was now you.

“i love you, missed you more than anything. baby.” he whispers quietly, placing one last kiss to your temple before drifting off to sleep.

for the first time in months he is able to sleep with no bad feelings, or any nightmares.

that is because you’re by his side, by his side to push away all the bad thoughts. by his side to make him feel loved again.

Jujutsu Kaisen masterlist

part 2 - back in love !

a/n: don’t mind typos pls, it’s like 3:47 am😭😭