#I'll make corrections tomorrow lol

[non-un-topo]

I'm being interviewed tomorrow about my job at the library and there is both great fear and excitement in my heart

[studyblrattempt]

Wow just had an insanity episode

[korattata]

i wish tumblr would let me put 2 videos in one post so i could post a comparison of how Chicory was acting normal and then 48 hours later was acting. not okay.

mostly so i could just point at it and go 'why are rats like this'

[speed-world]

Well...uh ok story request then I'll do new hc request lol!

Ok story idea...this time baker is the correct thing lol!

Story idea: y/n is just living their life...baking cookies to release into the world since they don't agree with the witches eating living, sentient cookies! One day, cookies invade their hut and it scares y/n, thinking the cookies had mistaken them as one of the witches who Baked them to eat and have come back...FOR REVENGE! (bonus if y/n had talked to witches prior, confronting them about how they should only eat cookies that aren't alive and don't have life powder and aren't Sentient, and had a talk with them that ended like 'if the cookies one day decide to rise up against you and take revenge for what you did to all of them, don't say I didn't warn you!')

Shenanigans ensue until y/n is successfully knocked out and y/n is terrified as they pass out...

Only to wake up in the cookie world...as a cookie....and turns out cookies did this because they loved y/n and wanted to be able to spoil and love them and give em a happy life...just be the cookie's teddybear and keep y/n all for themselves. (Sorry if that last part sounds weird...just ngl would cuddle the cookies if given the chance. You can just say they did it so y/n could live happily with them and wanted to keep y/n for themselves...knowing they could make y/n happier than those witches.)

Revenge or salvation? (Baker! Y/N One-shot)

TW: little angst, gets resolved

It was that time for another Witch’s Meeting, an event that you…weren’t too much a fan of. Although you did enjoy baking new cookies, and there were some witches that you could tolerate and genuinely be friends with, most of them ticked you off. They aggravated you since after they created their cookies—no—created new life, they ate them, as if their lives were pointless.

Why, you wondered. Why would these witches go as far to create life itself, just to take it away?!

“They’re only cookies, Y/N. We bake them to eat them, simple as that!”

But then what was the purpose for the life powder? What was the reason for making such uniquely living beings, just to destroy-to murder them?!

“So sensitive and sentimental. The life powder only makes them tastier, you can’t get sweets like these anywhere else!”

Then just eat the plain cookies without life powder!! Cookies that are just…treats, not fully sentient and knowledgeable life forms!! This is monstrous, don’t you hear their cries and feel their fear when they freak out before you violently end their lives!?!?

“And you listen to them, as if they matter? They see you to, you know. Tasty little things must be as afraid of you as they are us, no? Fine, keep caring for them as if they have feelings, especially for you, a baker like us. Keep giving them space in your home to live, and once they rebel and attack you for being a witch like us, don’t come crying back to us!!”

You hated their cruel and inhumane words. It was pointless to reason with the unreasonable, so you just ignored them before you could cry. The select few good witches understood and shared your pain, and they’d comfort you the best they could.

You and said witches always made sure to hide your creations from the witches eating their cookies, shielding their eyes and immediately leaving the meeting right when you were done baking. Despite your efforts to hide the truth from your cookies, they saw it all. Your clothes would get soiled from their tears on your way to your own abode, but you were fine with it.

You promised your creations they would never be eaten or see those terrible witches again. You were done with those meetings, you can continue to bake at your own home. You told them that you’ll see them tomorrow in a much better mood, and put your cookies to bed in their own little rooms.

And you most certainly will meet them again, in a very different mood

You awoke to the sounds of small yet loud chants and stomping little feet. You looked from your bed and noticed…your cookies charging at you!

But that wasn’t all, some of the cookies charging at you weren’t even cookies you baked! They were cookies you saw created from the other witches, did they escape their horrible fate?! Other cookies you noticed were completely new, cookies you never saw before!!

Oh no, this was what the witch was talking about!! They really were gonna harm you!!

What were they all do—WHACK!

……how…how long were you out? Your head was slightly hurting, but not as much as you thought it would. You focused your vision as you came to and—

Where…WHERE ARE YOU!?!?

You shot up, but only to wince and tumble down. You rolled over and looked at yourself. …Why is your body flat?! You checked your arms and hands, which were also flat and smelled like…a cookie.

You smelled like a freshly baked cookie with a strong flavor that you remembered as your favorite flavor.

You were on the verge of freaking out until an…oddly energetic bunch of cookies showed up.

“Hey there, glad to see you’re finally awake! I’m Gingerbrave, and welcome to the Cookie Kingdom!”

The…what?!

“The Cookie Kin—“

No, no. You heard him, but you meant as in, a Cookie Kingdom?!? Are you dreaming or hallucinating right now!?

“Uh, no, you aren’t hallucinating…do you not remember anything that happened…?”

You remember being bonked in the head really hard, if that’s anything. …Actually, now you remember a bunch of cookies charging towards you, some of which you baked. And well, then you were hit in the head. Were they trying to kill you for revenge?!

“Oh no, of course not! In fact, the reason we turned you into a cookie is because the last thing we’d ever want is you hurt!”

Oh, okay then. …WAIT THEY TURNED YOU INTO A COOKIE TO SAVE YOU?!? ….that’s actually…kinda neat. Weird, but neat!

“Oh yeah! A few cookies told us everything! About how you’re there baker and wanted nothing to do with those nasty witches! Which I totally get!!”

Those sound like the cookies you baked. They always were caring for you, probably more than you were for them! This new life of yours will need some adjusting to, but seeing as how just about every cookie you spot wants to help you with anything and everything, it seems that this will be fine!

You realized you were saved from dealing with those awful witches, and now you can pay it forward with helping these cookies live a happy life, just as you always wanted them too!

[xoxodiluc]

step up your game .ᐟ ❨ 17+ ❩

arataki itto ( genshin impact ) x female! reader

genre nsfw, oneshot

summary arataki itto, one of the troublemakers in your university, needed to pass his test in his failing subject to be able to play this year's football game. so he begged for you, the smartest girl in his class, to tutor him. you never thought it would lead to something more...

cw modern! university! au, sub! reader, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, size kink, unprotected (STAY PROTECTED!)

wc 1.4k+

notes simpy wrote this cuz i was thirsting over itto ok bye / let’s ignore the fact this was in my drafts FOR A YEAR.. i basically forgot how to write smut lol

ao3

"No."

Arataki Itto almost dropped to his knees. No? "W-What?"

"I won't tutor you."

"Why?!"

You told yourself you wouldn't get involved with the Arataki Gang who were notorious on the campus for being... well... troublemakers. Kuki Shinobu was an exception, though, because she's your best friend. And she mostly stayed out of trouble. You never knew how she joined them, it just happened.

"I just... I have a lot of stuff to do this week." You said, opening your notebook to read the lecture for today's class.

You heard Itto sighing sadly, and you almost felt bad. Almost. "You don't have time to tutor me this week? Even just for an hour?" When you didn't respond, he clasped his hands in front of you, "Please! I'll do anything! I really have to pass this subject to be able to play the upcoming game!"

Okay, you lied. You felt bad.

Shinobu sometimes drags you to one of Itto's football games, and he was a good player. It would really be a waste for the team if he doesn't get to play in his upcoming game.

...You know what?

Clicking your tongue, you nodded. "Fine. Every 8 p.m. on weekdays at starting tomorrow."

He pumped his fist up in the air, "Woo-hoo! I'll see you tomorrow... Uh..." You tilted your head. "What's your name again?"

All you have to do is to do your best in tutoring Arataki Itto and hope to God he does well in the test. So much for not wanting to be involved with the Arataki Gang.

"This is the third time I've explained this, Itto." You pinched the bridge of your nose. You've been in his dorm for almost 2 hours now, and you had to be back in your dorm by 11 p.m.

"Wait, wait!" Itto shook his head vigorously. "Just explain to me one more time and I'm sure I can understand it!"

You sighed at the pouting look he gave you and stood up to get your water bottle from the table. "So why didn't you ask Kujou Sara to tutor you instead? She's smart." You asked, and Itto shuddered at the mention of her name. "...What's wrong with Sara?"

"Are you seriously asking me that...?! She's literally the most difficult person to get along with!"

You furrowed your eyebrows, walking back to the bed. "No she's not. I get along with her."

"Hah, right. Of course, smart people get along." Rolling your eyes at his remark, you continued teaching the math problem to him. After a few more explaining, he got the problem right.

"Hey, that's correct! Good job." You flashed him a small smile, and you could've sworn his eyes twinkled with joy.

"Really?!" Without any warning, he hugged you, catching you off-guard. "I'll make sure to focus really hard so I can get all 'em right!"

You get that he was happy about it... but...

You never thought his abs would be that rock-hard. Your clothed breasts were pressed up against his clothed abs, and you felt a weird sensation in your—

Y/N! Snap out of it!

"Uhh, you there?" Itto pulled away, looking at you with a concerned look, then his eyes widened. "Oh— Oh. Sorry, it's just when I'm happy I hug... people. Like when we win games, you know? I hug my teammates and I'm sorry if I—"

"It's fine." You chuckled, and there was an awkward silence until you spoke again. "Um, let's move on."

He nodded and answered the next question. Wrong.

"No, no, it's like this..."

And before you knew it, it was already 11 p.m.

“Thank you… really! I already think I’m gonna ace this test ‘cause of you!” Itto flashed a handsome smile, “Be safe on the way to your dorm, alright?”

You returned the smile, waving at him. “I will, bye.” Itto was about to close the door but you stopped him when you heard footsteps. “Wait.” Shit. Shit, shit, shit!

You completely forgot someone monitors the dormitories as soon as it is 11 p.m!

Itto pulled you into his room and closed the door. You leaned back on the door in distress, “Oh, I forgot about the dorm monitor. You can’t go back to your dorm any time soon…”

“No shit.” You sighed and looked up at him.

He looks… attractive. You were so focused on tutoring him that you never realized he was this attractive.

“Y/N?”

You came back to your senses, “Hmm?”

“I said, you can stay here till the monitor is gone. They’re usually gone by 12 a.m.”

You cleared your throat, nodding, “…Yeah… yeah.”

He chuckled, “Y/N? You okay?”

You nodded once again, “I am…”

“Then… why do you keep staring at me like that?”

“…Like what?”

“Like that.”

Itto was looking at you, and you couldn’t help but gulp at the way he was gazing at you. Archons… he looked so hot. What the hell? “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” You walked past him and sat on the bed. “Guess I’ll have to wait… like 30 minutes or so.”

He turned, a smile on his face, “Wanna do something fun to kill time?”

All you could think about was him fucking you senselessly, trying to keep quiet so you don’t wake the others.

“Sure. I’ll tutor you some more.”

Tutor, my ass.

You were on all fours on Itto’s bed, his dick in your mouth as he stood in front of you. You wrapped your hand around the rest of his length that you couldn’t fit into your mouth, and looked up at him. He was biting his lip, grunting quietly.

“Archons, Y/N… Who knew you could suck dick so good?”

You didn’t know how it got to this point — You were tutoring him once again, but you couldn’t focus. You kept stuttering and Itto couldn’t understand you. But then seeing his hard-on… You looked up at him and he was gazing at you…

You both couldn’t resist each other.

Choking on his cock, he gripped onto your hair, hissing, “Fuck…”

Then he pulled your head away, the string of saliva connecting your lips and the tip of his cock. You looked up at him, breathing out, “Fuck me.”

Itto was still panting, and the side of his mouth curled upwards. “Yeah? You gonna be quiet while I fuck you?”

“Mhm… Please…” You whimpered, then gasped when he pulled you up and then pushed you down onto the bed.

He kissed your neck, his hand reaching for your wet clit and rubbing it. You moaned quietly, rolling your hips against his hand then whining when his hand pulled away from you.

"J-Just the tip, first..." You whispered and bit your lip, feeling the head gliding along your clit. "It won't fi— Agh!"

Itto covered your mouth with his hand, growling quietly as he carefully thrust into you. "I'll make it fit, don't worry."

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the room. You looked at Itto as he covered your mouth, and your eyes widened when he moved against you. “Shh. Don’t make a sound…” He whispered as removed his hand from your mouth and kissed you.

You couldn't help but clench around him and he groaned, pushing deeper into you. You moaned through the kiss as your legs wrapped around his waist. “Mhhf… O-Oh…”

He's so big that you could feel his tip touching your cervix, hitting it with every thrust he does. He pulled away from your lips as he fucked you harder, your moans coming out as silent gasps.

"Fuck, baby..." Itto whispered, gritting his teeth. "You like that? Does it feel good?"

You could only nod your head in response, afraid to talk because you might moan too loud. He let out a breathy laugh as he continued pounding deeper into you.

Tears filled up your eyes from the pleasure and you could feel the knot on your stomach as Itto went faster. "Mm— 'm gonna...!"

"Shhh, do it for me, baby. Come on."

Your body shook as your orgasm washed over you. He grunted once more, biting into your neck softly.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." And he finally pulled out, cumming on your stomach, "Fuck..."

The sight of your almost-passed-out figure on his bed almost made him hard once again, but he resisted himself. He fell next to you, letting out a contented sigh.

You closed your eyes, still panting. "I was only gonna tutor you. Not fuck you."

Itto laughed, caressing your thighs. "Too bad."

"So you're telling me you weren't at your dorm last night because you were at Itto's?" Shinobu gave you a disapproved look. You smiled sheepishly.

"...Look, it just happened, okay? What were we supposed to do while waiting for the monitor?"

Shinobu sighed. "So much for telling yourself to not get involved with the Arataki Gang."

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[nonbinary-alien25]

tag 9 people you want to get to know better!

tagged by @yourlocalegotisticalqueerishere thanks for the tag!

Last Song: currently listening to ICU by Citizen Soldier (at the time of starting this post). before that it was Gone Too Soon by Daughtry. at the time of finishing and posting this, i am currently listening to Lucky One by Simple Plan

Favorite Color: dark purple. always dark purple. dark purple my beloved <3

Currently Reading: nothing atm because i haven't had the chance to make another trip to the library, but the last book i read was The Meaning of Birds by Jaye Robin Brown! Very sad but very good. I've also recently read Stars, Hide Your Fires by Jessica Mary Best, The Many Half-Lived Lives of Sam Sylvester by Maya MacGregor, and I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver! I very much enjoyed all 4 of them, but I will say that The Many Half-Lived Lives of Sam Sylvester was definitely my favorite :)

Currently Watching: rewatching Star Trek: Discovery with my dad (and introducing my mom to it at the same time), watching Only Murders in the Building with my mom for the first time, and my dad and I just recently finished watching Star Trek: Lower Decks. plus my mom and I are always in a perpetual rewatch of Legends of Tomorrow and/or Arrow (though they've been on pause a little bit lately). now I'm just waiting for The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon: The Book of Carol to come back in late September lmao, among other shows

Last Movie: uhhhh I'm honestly not entirely sure. I think it might've been either Heart of Stone or Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes, but I could be wrong about that

Sweet, Spicy, or Savory: definitely savory. i do love salt lmao. i do still have a bit of a sweet tooth but nowhere near as much as i used to, and now it's mostly reserved for white chocolate and other vanilla-flavored things lmao

Relationship Status: i am so, so incredibly, painfully single and i do not see that changing anytime soon unfortunately

Current Obsessions: uhhh, i guess my usuals? Citizen Soldier, of course, Legends, The Walking Dead, Star Trek. those are like. the main ones, idk.

Tea or Coffee: neither. i can't stand to drink either of them, they both taste nasty to me ngl. just let me have apple juice and i'm set

Last Thing I Googled: uhhhh ngl i think it was 'savory definition' just to make sure my "i love salt" comment would make sense LMAO but before that it was the 4 books I've read recently to make sure I was getting the names of the authors correct

andddd idk if i actually have 9 people to tag but i'll do my best.

No pressure tags: @forthehonorofgrey @chocolatemilk25 @for-forever21 @lochjhessmonster @lola-andheruniverse @justpalsbeingals @marimacha-tonto @mari-the-alien and anyone else who wants to! (just pretend i tagged you lol)

[wings-of-ink]

Hear ye, hear ye!

All of you who have been anxiously awaiting Chapter 4 can send a big thank you to the Microsoft mayhem that happened on Friday. Because of it, I have had two entire, unprecedented, days off of work during which all I did was write and edit chapter 4! Stuff like this never happens to me either, so I ate it up. My work computer is still super broken too, so who knows what will happen tomorrow, lol.

So, chapter 4, barring anything disastrous that I do not yet foresee – is coming very soon. Like, any day this week soon. For now, I am looking for bugs and other errors until I feel comfortable getting the update loaded. I will also be updating the warning list and some things on the itch page. I keep feeling like I'm forgetting something I wanted to do, and am having a hell of a time remembering what it was…

Anyway, if it interests you, more details below!

In going through some of the Google Error Reports, I had a couple that I either could not resolve or find.

It was reported that checking player stats in chapter 1 would not work – that it would flash only for a moment. I could not recreate this. If anyone else has seen this, please let me know.

In the end of chapter 2 where there are multiple ways to spend your time there seems to be some issues with how choices become unselectable after certain clicks and it just doesn't seem to function correctly. I have fixed the issues I have found, but could not recreate all of the instances that were reported. This section may get an overhaul in the future since I understand the coding a bit more now.

It was also reported that fonts are not changing. There is definitely a weird issue with this and it will take some time for me to sit down and hammer out. The fonts do change for me, but notably, I don't think they are switching to the correct font types. They don't even appear to be the same fonts from when I first starting this project, lol. This issue is on hold for now.

The last 2 bonus segments for the end of chapter 3 are being pushed aside for the time being. I kept finding myself feeling like I was hammering them into the chapter and it was a little exhausting. If I force it, it will be less enjoyable to read. The segments that are missing are the ones for hanging out with Zahn and Nathanael. Zahn's is easy to wiggle in elsewhere at least, but I'm not sure if Nathan's will make it in or not. We'll see, my motivation was purely for chapter 4, so now that it is ready to go, I'll have another crack at it before I drop or move them completely. They aren't super important to the story, but are just for fun (and if Oswin got his, it's only fair that Zahn gets theirs too). That last section of chapter 3 ended up way too long, so it may get adjusted later anyway.

As with any work in progress, I can't guarantee that your old saves will work. That's probably how we are going to have to roll for a bit until I really get things nice and smooth. Eventually, I will add an option to start from a later chapter and go through and make the (MANY) relevant choices to skip ahead. This may be implemented when Chapter 6 is ready to go since all the ROs will be available.

I also want to figure out how to implement named saves to make it easier for you to sort. I appreciate IFs that feature this, but I do not yet know how to do it, but I'm going to research. I like to play through with several MCs, and I'd like to offer enough info in the saves and/or Stats Menu that you can do this and easily know who you are playing as. Let me know what you would like most in the Player Stats Menu too. Note, that some options do not appear here until you choose them in the story.

Coming up…

Since Chapter 4 is down, I will soon be posting a big poll about future IFs. I've been compiling info for it here and there for a couple weeks on possible options for me to write in conjunction with God-Cursed. So, stay tuned for that in the coming days.

I will FINALLY get to my inbox in earnest as well! I will keep reaction asks paused until further notice since they take me the longest to answer. Feel free to still send in comments or quicker questions. If your question is too spoilery to answer, I will not be able to post about it.

Anyway, hope you are all doing well! I can't wait to see what you think of chapter 4. I hope you enjoy it. I'll get it out just as soon as I feel comfortable enough with it. ^_^

[misc-obeyme]

hi! can you make something uuhhh... kinda spicy..? the side characters reaction to getting catch making out/ kissing mc hard?😳

Hi there, anon!

This is by far the spiciest thing I've ever posted here (ETA: lol), but I would still say it's only slightly spicy. They ended up a little longer than I meant for them to, but you know when inspiration strikes, I tend to go with the flow and not question it. Anyway, I hope the spice level is okay and that they're not too cheesy, but either way I enjoyed writing it!

Thank you for the request!

side characters make out with GN!MC and react to getting caught

Warnings: making out, kissing, touching, etc, but everyone stays clothed lol

Diavolo

You had received a message from Diavolo earlier that evening asking you to come see him at the Demon Lord's Castle. Although he hadn't said what it was he wanted to talk to you about, you were pretty sure it was regarding an upcoming event that you were helping him plan. So you made your way over to the castle quickly.

He had been at his desk in his office, working away, when you arrived. He looked up at you as you entered the room, putting down his pen and actually standing up to greet you.

"Thank you for coming, MC!" he said, taking your hand and leading you to a seat in front of his desk.

You sat down as he passed several papers to you. A glance revealed that you were correct - they were about the event at RAD that you were planning. You had some ideas about it already and the two of you launched into a discussion about logistics and such things.

When your talk finally came to an end, you nodded firmly. "Okay," you said. "I'll have all this ready in the next couple of days."

"That would be wonderful, but don't overwork yourself, MC," Diavolo said.

"Don't worry, I can handle it," you said. You stood up from your seat and smiled at him. "Good night, Diavolo. I'll see you at RAD tomorrow."

You turned and walked toward the door. You were about to open it when you found that somehow Diavolo was already standing in your way. How did he get there so fast? But you didn't have time to wonder too much about that.

He frowned, but it was more like a pout and you could see the mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Must you leave so soon?"

You folded your arms and looked at him. "We both have a lot of work to do."

Diavolo couldn't keep the smile off his face. He moved closer to you, settling his hands on your waist. "I know, MC," he said. "But can't we take advantage of these few moments alone? I promise I'll be able to work twice as hard later."

You scoffed at this, but you also felt a smile creeping onto your face. You couldn't exactly refuse those sparkling gold eyes. "I guess I have a few minutes…"

Diavolo pulled you closer, kissing you as your hands rested on his chest. The heat from his soft lips spread throughout your entire body as you felt an electric thrill run through your stomach.

Diavolo began to move forward, causing you to move backward until you ran into his desk. You felt him lift you to sit on his desk and you let out a small sound of surprise, nearly breaking the kiss. Your concern quickly fled as he moved in further, one hand leaning against the desk beside you and one cupping your cheek.

You could feel the flush warming your face and neck as his hand moved from your cheek into your hair. Your own hands gripped the front of his uniform before sliding up to clasp behind his neck.

The hand in your hair slid down your spine slowly before stopping on your lower back. You couldn't help but arch into the touch. This broke the kiss, but Diavolo's lips were now on your neck. You bit your lip as he trailed kisses down your throat.

The door to the office opened with a slight creak.

You froze. Diavolo pulled away, hovering over you, but clearly not willing to completely let you go.

You looked over his shoulder at Lucifer, who stood in the doorway holding a stack of papers in one hand, his other hand still on the doorknob.

Lucifer cleared his throat. "Forgive me for interrupting," he said, his voice full of sarcasm. "I'll just leave these here." He put the papers on a nearby table before exiting immediately, shutting the door sharply with a snap.

You looked back at Diavolo, who was staring at you in surprise. Then he laughed, standing up straight and running a hand through his hair as he did so.

"I'm so sorry, MC," Diavolo said, a light blush across his cheeks. "I'm afraid I got carried away and forgot that Lucifer was coming by. Can you forgive me?"

You sighed. The pool of warmth that had settled in your stomach still lingered, fueled by Diavolo's cheerful response to having been caught like this. "I'll forgive you on one condition."

"Anything for you," he said.

You slipped off the desk, fixing your clothes and hair as you did so. Then you straightened his tie, which had gotten skewed. "Next time, invite me over when you aren't working so we can have the whole evening to ourselves."

"I promise," he said, smiling brightly.

Barbatos

It was a rainy day in the Devildom and for some reason you found yourself craving one of Barbatos's signature cakes. When you asked him about it, he offered to come over to the House of Lamentation to make one for you. That was how you found yourself in the kitchen, watching as he expertly mixed various ingredients to create cake, frosting, and filling. You helped where you could, but really it was best to just watch the master at work.

He had removed his gloves and RAD uniform jacket, rolling up the sleeves of his green shirt. It was really quite enjoyable to watch him as he made the batter or piped the frosting. Barbatos was always smiling and content while he was baking. He was in his element and you couldn't help but stare at him as he moved about the kitchen.

When the cake was finally ready, you waited in anticipation as Barbatos cut you a slice. He placed it on a little plate before using a fork to scoop up a bite. You watched curiously, thinking he was going to sample it himself before allowing you to eat some. Instead, he held the fork out to you.

You blushed instantly, but you held his gaze while you leaned forward and ate the cake off the fork. He waited, watching you.

"It's delicious, of course," you said. "You don't… you're not going to feed it all to me, are you?"

Barbatos smiled, placing the plate on the counter. "Did you think I hadn't noticed the way you were staring, MC? It was quite distracting."

"I couldn't help it," you said. "If you could see yourself, you wouldn't blame me."

Barbatos moved closer to you. He leaned in, not quite touching you. "I came here this afternoon to satisfy your craving," he said quietly in your ear. "But your keen attention has caused a different craving in me, I'm afraid. Won't you indulge me?"

You knew he was waiting for some kind of confirmation from you. He was so close, you couldn't quite focus because your heart was pounding too hard. You opened your mouth, as though you were going to say something, but found that no words came out. So instead you closed the remaining space between you, put your hands on his cheeks, and kissed him.

You felt Barbatos's arms wrap around you, pressing you to him. You kept one hand on his face, but let the other one fall to grip his arm, your fingers coming in contact with his rarely exposed skin. You gently nipped his bottom lip and he opened his mouth for you. Your whole body was warm, a giddy feeling bubbled up in your stomach, and the taste of him was so much sweeter than any dessert.

You felt his hands moving slowly but deliberately up and down your back. The sensation of heat was almost overwhelming you.

You tried to stop yourself, but it was no use. "Barbatos," you moaned his name into his lips and you felt his grip on you tighten.

Your knees were weak and just as you thought you might not be able to stay standing, there was a clatter at the other end of the kitchen.

"Ohhh MC! Barbatos! Why didn't you invite me to this make out party?"

You felt yourself blush intensely as you pulled away and saw Asmodeus walk into the room.

Barbatos smiled at you before letting you go and turning around. "Asmodeus," he said, perfectly composed. "Would you like some cake?"

Asmo pouted. "Are you really going to try to pretend that you guys weren't just making out?"

"Asmodeus," Barbatos said again. He was smiling, but an aura of black and purple had sprung up around him. "Would you like some cake?"

Asmo shuddered. "That cake looks divine, of course I'd love a piece!"

Barbatos began to cut another piece of the cake for Asmo while you picked up your own plate and took another bite. It was as amazing as it always was. Word spread quickly around the House of Lamentation that there was cake to be had. There were no leftovers, especially after Beel showed up. Barbatos was more than happy to make another cake so everyone was satisfied.

Later on, you stood by the front door as Barbatos prepared to return to the castle. He was back in his full uniform, white gloves and all. He paused in the front doorway, taking both of your hands in his.

"Should you wish to enjoy that cake again, I must insist that you come to the Demon Lord's Castle," he said with his usual smile. "Allow me to treat you to a full tea party as well."

You leaned in a little closer and kissed his cheek. "I would love to," you said. "Especially if it's a tea party just for two."

Simeon

You lingered outside the door of the home economics classroom, waiting for Simeon to come out. Many delicious aromas wafted out as the other students filed past you, chatting about the various things they had made during class.

You had just come from seductive speechcraft, where you had received a message from Simeon on your D.D.D. After working out a couple of the typos, you realized he was asking you to meet him here at the home economics classroom so you could have lunch together. He had made something tasty and wanted to share it with you.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Simeon emerged from the classroom with a small box in his hands. He smiled when he saw you.

"I'm sorry if you were waiting long, MC," he said.

"It wasn't that long," you said. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes," Simeon said, still smiling. "I was thinking we could eat outside. It's a nice afternoon."

"Sure," you said.

You and Simeon made your way through the halls, down the front steps, and through the grounds to a mostly secluded spot surrounded by trees. You both sat down at the base of one of the trees. Simeon carefully opened the box he'd been carrying to reveal a couple of his famous BLT devil sandwiches.

"I made a lot of these today," he said. "I gave most of them to Beelzebub during class, but I saved these for us to have for lunch."

You pulled two devil crush super spicy mango juices from your bag. "I brought drinks," you said.

"That's perfect," Simeon said. "Thank you, MC."

It didn't take the two of you long to eat your lunch, laughing and talking the whole time. When you were finished, there was still time left before you needed to go back to class.

You sighed and leaned back against the tree. "This is so nice," you said. "I wish I could just stay here with you forever instead of going back to class."

Simeon laughed and leaned toward you, taking one of your hands. "Forever? Are you sure you would want to stay with me that long, MC?"

The bright smile on his face and the way his blue eyes were shining caused you to lean closer and say, "Yes. Forever."

Simeon blushed and raised your hand to his lips, kissing it softly while looking up at you.

Your heart began to race. You turned your hand in his and cupped his cheek.

The two of you stared at each other for a few moments before you simultaneously moved closer together, your lips meeting. Simeon shifted so he was on his knees before you, one hand on your thigh and the other still covering yours which remained on his cheek. You could feel his skin flushing beneath your touch.

You opened your mouth without thinking about it clearly, eager for more of him. He responded instantly, if tentatively. You ran a hand through his hair, letting the soft, smooth strands fall through your fingers.

You pulled away briefly for some air and found yourself looking at the soft brown skin of his throat, peeking above the high collar of his shirt. You kissed it and you couldn't resist continuing down to his exposed collarbone and one of his shoulders.

"M-MC-" Simeon's grip on your thigh tightened as he said your name.

There was a rustling in the tree above you and a loud thud nearby.

Simeon sat back and stood up in one fluid motion, clearly surprised. You looked up to see Belphie rubbing at his eyes. He seemed exasperated.

"Can't a demon take a nap in a tree without being disturbed around here?" he asked, giving you both a sleepy look. "You guys better stop making out and get back to class or you'll get detention for skipping."

Simeon sighed and held out a hand to help you up. You accepted the offered hand, letting him pull you to your feet. You saw that he was blushing only slightly less than you were.

You were ready to get on Belphie's case for sleeping in trees, but he was already on his way back to RAD. You turned to Simeon bashfully. "Thanks for lunch," you said.

Simeon laughed and shook his head. "You're welcome, MC. We should do this again. We'll just have to make sure the tree we choose to sit by doesn't have Belphegor napping in its branches."

You couldn't help but laugh, too. It was embarrassing to get caught, but Simeon still looked like he was happy just to be with you. He held your hand all the way back to RAD.

Solomon

You had been in the library at RAD with Solomon for the last couple of hours, reading through a stack of books. He was researching some minute details of a certain kind of spell involving a magic circle, but it was an old spell and there was limited information about it. So you had to look through many old books to see if you could find even a small mention of it.

You closed the book you were currently looking through as you reached the end and realized that you had no more books in your to-read stack.

The library was quiet at this hour of the day. Across the table from you, Solomon was engrossed in whatever book was in front of him. The look on his face was one of serious concentration.

You didn't want to disturb him, but he seemed to sense that you were watching him. He looked up at you, smiled and leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head for a moment.

"Are you done already?" he asked.

"I've gone through all of these," you said.

Solomon nodded. "Come on, there are plenty of other books to look through. I'll help you get more from the shelves."

You got up from the table and followed Solomon. You frowned when he passed by the books you thought he was going to stop at.

You jogged a little to catch up to him. "Um, weren't the books back there?"

"There are more over here," he said. "I think we might be more successful with these."

He stopped in front of the back wall of books and indicated the top half of the shelves. "You can use this step stool to reach them," he said, pulling a little step stool from nearby. "If you want to hand them down to me, we can take back a stack of them."

You stepped up onto the first step and knew immediately that the stool wasn't balanced right. It tipped slightly and you stumbled, throwing out your hands in an attempt to catch yourself.

Fortunately for you, Solomon was there to catch you. However, you then found yourself with your back pressed against the shelf and his arms wrapped around you. You knew he saw the blush that you could feel suddenly spring to your cheeks.

Solomon seemed reluctant to let you go. "Are you all right, MC? I'm sorry I almost caused you to get hurt."

"I'm fine," you said. "It scared me a little, though."

Solomon reached up and brushed back some of your hair, which had fallen forward into your face when you fell. "Let me make it up to you," he said, leaning in closer and pausing, lips inches away from yours.

You took the invitation and kissed him, letting your arms wrap around him, your fingers clinging to the back of his RAD uniform. He responded by pressing into you, keeping a hand behind your back to prevent you from being pushed uncomfortably into the bookshelf. His kiss was hot and heavy, his touch needy.

You felt dizzy, ready to get lost in him and forget about the old books for a while. A twinge of butterflies fluttered through your insides as you felt yourself flushing in response. The heat around you increased, Solomon's body pressed up against yours, one of his hands tracing lightly down your arm.

You gasped as Solomon broke away long enough to move to your neck. You tangled a hand in his hair as he made his way down to your collarbone, biting gently at your skin.

And then someone cleared their throat loudly.

Solomon reluctantly pulled himself away from you, turning to look at whoever had interrupted while straightening his uniform.

Satan stood there, arms folded, looking like he was about to go into demon form on the both of you. "Solomon. MC. What are you doing? This is a library. And I need one of the books you're so blatantly making out on."

You blushed, covering your face with your hands. "Sorry," you mumbled into your palms.

Solomon laughed and took your hands away from your face. "Sorry about that, Satan," he said. "We were just leaving."

Solomon led you back to the table where the books from earlier remained stacked.

"I thought there were more…?" you said.

Solomon shook his head, still smiling. "I think we're done for the day, don't you? We can pick up again another time. Let me walk you home."

You nodded, then stopped when something dawned on you. "Solomon, couldn't you have just used magic to get those books down from the top shelves?"

Solomon laughed again. "I suppose I could have."

You laughed, too. Like he really needed to make up an excuse like that to kiss you. You let him walk you home and made sure he knew as much before you parted ways.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[ughkat]

crush | c.t.h

part two

part one here

{ probably gonna turn this into a series so be patient for a part 3! }

cal x fem!reader

fluff?, kissing, drinking

not proofread

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"You should text Cal."...

I sat still in my bed, looking at my screen in confusion at Ashton's text. My brain unbelievably pieced together his distant attitude being tied to an attraction towards me. I furrowed my eyebrows and bit the inside of my cheek with doubt. There was no way he had a crush on me. I would know, right?

I hesitantly exited my messages with Ashton, scrolling to mine with Calum. Looking at my screen aimlessly, my thumbs shifted over the empty text box, thinking of something to say. I didn't want to scare him off, so I started simple.

"Hey"

I typed slowly, pressing send with shaky hands. I knew my nervousness wasn't stemmed from talking Calum himself, but more of finding out the full truth from him personally. Three dots appeared quickly, making my leg bounce with anxiety.

"Hi"

He responded flatly. I sighed at his dry tone. I knew his stubbornness would aide for an inconclusive conversation, so I decided to jump right in.

"What did Ashton mean before he ended the stream?" I sent the text hesitant, trying my best to sound nonchalant.

"Idk what you're talking about lol.".

His pathetic attempt at minor gaslighting me failed, I continued to push.

"Yes you do. Correct me if I'm wrong but he said you're mad at me because you love me?"

"Of course I love you. We all love you, you're my best friend."

I tossed my head back in frustration, rethinking my own suspicions. I realized I wasn't going to get what I wanted from him through a text, so I tried something else.

"Can we hangout tomorrow, just us? I feel like we need it."

I typed genuinely, knowing if he was telling the truth, he'd oblige. As the two of us hanging out alone used to be a common occurrence.

"You have work tomorrow."

He tried to think of a get away.

"I get off at 6. I'll see you after?"

I typed, giving him almost no choice but to see me. I watched patiently has I was left on read for a few minutes before Calum replied.

"I'm bringing drinks."

I smirked at his usual sass and need for a substance to calm his obvious.

" :) see you tomorrow."

I replied before switching my phone off and setting it beside me. I couldn't help but let butterflies slowly fill my stomach at the thought of myself making Calum flustered. For years, though I always found him attractive and had an underlying physical draw to him, I never imagined him more than anything than a friend. But I started to wonder if that was because I wanted it that way, or because I thought it had to be that way.

I began to doubt my own feelings towards Calum as I stared blankly at my wall in front of me. I bit my cheek as I reminisced on past memories and emotions throughout the years with Calum. I realized I never gave the thought of Calum as more than a friend a chance only for the wellness of our friendship as a group.

I stopped my thoughts in their tracks, snapping out of my trance and reminding myself that Calum hadn't confirmed nor denied his attraction to me yet, and I still could have simply misheard Ashton over my phone speaker. I settled deeply into my bed, letting my eyes flutter shut as I reassured myself of the pros and cons of tomorrows plans.

The sounds of footsteps and the occasional phone ringing filled the silence around me as I sat in boredom at my job. I had 15 minutes left of my shift, and all I could think about was the boy I would be meeting with when I got home. I tapped a pen mindlessly on the desk in front of me, my hours going by quickly while I let my mind wander about Calum.

On the dot, 6:00 rolled around and I began packing my belongings into my bag to head out to my car. I reached for my phone on my way out of the doors to reveal a message from Calum.

"Let me know when you're home.".

I caught myself smiling at his straight words, tucking my phone back into my pocket. I hurried quickly to my car, tossing my bag into the passenger seat before pulling out into the road.

I scolded myself mentally during my drive for beginning to fantasize about the possibilities with Calum and I. A smile escaped my lips at the idea of hearing Ashton's words correctly, and Calum really liking me.

Arriving home, I quickly raced to my bedroom, changing out of my work clothes and into black pajama shorts and oversized t-shirt. Leaving my makeup how it was, I pulled my hair out of its ponytail, running my hands through the tangles as I made my way to my bed, opening my phone.

"I'm home"

I sent a simple text to Calum before laying out on my back across my bed, letting out a tired breath. I rolled my ankles lazily, taking in the comfort of my bed before a single ding rang from my phone.

"Omw."

I bounced my leg anxiously awaiting Calum's arrival. Suddenly, it was like I was meeting him for the first time. I began to do things I wouldn't before think twice about. I checked my appearance multiple times in the mirror, made my bed, and tidied up my room. All things that I never cared about the boys, including Calum, minding before.

A few quiet knock fell at my front door, making me jolt from my frantic fidgeting. I calmly made my way to the front door, opening it to reveal Calum carrying a single plastic grocery bag.

"I have drinks and snacks." He lifted the bag slightly, speaking with a half smile. I stepped to the side, inviting him in. Already, I could sense his tense energy. I led him to the couch, I felt my heartbeat pick up its pace at the feeling of him so close behind me.

We took our seats beside each other, Calum leaving an awkwardly large space between us.

"Beer?" Calum offered blankly, reaching for the 6 pack of beer. I shook my head, more focused on the subject matter on my mind.

"No, thanks.".

"Wanna watch a movie or something?" He asked, forcing a fake civil smile.

The two of us sat sharing a glance for a moment before I took the wheel impatiently.

"I know you're lying." I spoke, looking down at my hands. Calum turned his head towards me quickly.

"What?"

"You're lying." I repeated, looking at his with a frustrated smile, "I know what heard on that stream, Cal." I leaned deeper into the couch, watching Calum's eyes dart across the room. He let out a sigh, appearing to be trying to gather his words.

"What do you want me to say?" He muttered quietly, making eye contact loosely. I looked down to my hands before back up to him through my eyelashes cautiously, watching his anxious expression.

"Is it true?" I spoke almost at a whisper, picking at my thumbs anxiously. He looked at me slowly, swallowing a lump in his throat before speaking deeply.

"What if it is?" He shrugged gently. I let out a sigh at his small confession, relieved at his words, yet finding myself in another boat of confusion.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" I spoke, moving closer to him, feeling my energy being pulled towards his. He looked away as I got closer, becoming visually nervous. Looking back at me, he replied.

"I wanted to at first" He began, "But I kept ignoring it after some years. I was scared of what you'd say." He mumbled.

"And Ashton knew all this time" I continued, tilting my head. He looked down.

"Yeah, he thought you wouldn't feel the same either.".

We sat quietly in each others silence for a moment, sharing glances and collecting our thoughts. I felt myself warm up inside at the confessions coming from Calum, guiding my next few bold moves.

"Cal." I spoke with a smile, moving in closer. His head perked up quickly at my movements.

"Hm?" He muttered quietly.

"You should've told me sooner." I began softly.

"Why..?" He furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes darting to mine back and forth.

My eyes were stuck in a trance deeply into his sparking brown ones, and my mind took control. Without thinking, I leaned in quickly, pressing my lips to his passionately. He released a small gasp before swiftly closing his eyes, melting into the kiss as well. I pulled back quickly with semi wide eyes, looking at Calum nervously. His mouth was half agape, searching for his words. I watched his shocked expression and loss for words, instantly doubting my actions.

"I-." I started, looking down, "I'm sorry Cal, I do-" I was abruptly cut off by Calum pulling me in for another kiss, holding the side of my face with a gentle hand. I chill ran through me as our lips intertwined perfectly, making me melt under his touch. His mouth on mine was the deciding factor that I wanted every bit of Calum, in every way, all of the time.

He pulled away slowly, looking at me adoringly in the eyes. A smile escaped his lips, followed by us giggling in unison at our impulsive actions.

"Was that so hard?" I teased lightly, filled with joy at the breakthrough Calum had made.

"If I knew this was gonna' happen, I definitely would have told you sooner." He joked with a scoff. I giggled, leaning back into the couch with a sigh.

"Was this your plan the whole time?" He asked smugly, narrowing his eyes. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.

"No, actually." I laughed, "I came into this blind. Didn't have a plan." I reached for a beer from the coffee table in front of us, cracking it open swiftly and taking a sip. Calum rolled his head back lazily on the couch before speaking.

"In all realness though, I really do like you," He began, "Like, a lot. And I have for a really long time." I began to confess slowly as he joined me with a drink.

"How long?" I asked genuinely, I turned to look at him as he continued.

"Ever since Ash started bringing you around, really. Truthfully, you're one of the most beautiful girls i've ever met, Y/n." He chuckled with embarrassment, looking down to his drink. I blushed uncontrollably at his words, mimicking his actions and looking down.

"Whatever." I giggled at his hyperbole of my description. How could someone as fit as Calum find me to be the most beautiful girl he's ever met?

"It's true." He urged, "Ever since I laid eyes on you, I wanted you to be mine." He spoke boldly. I turned to him with a serious expression, shocked by his words.

"Really?" I mumbled quietly. He nodded his head with a shy smile

An uncontrollable grin took over me, immediately noticing the change in energy. Calum seemed to be slowly resuming his usual self, only leaving me with one question. What now?

[your-ne1ghbor]

So I watched the new Disney movie: Wish, and oh boy. I wouldn't be redesigning or talking much about it if I liked it. So here I am. And I despised it.

So I decided to redraw/rewrite the ENTIRE story. Right now, I am redesigning the characters, starting with Asha.

One thing you notice is that she seems more like an sorcerer/princess and you will be correct on both parts. She is (in my version of the story) the daughter of Magnifico and Amaya. She has much more character and flaws than she did in the movie, and undergoes A BIG character change. To put it in perspective, she is much like Belle from Beauty and the Beast but more shy and interverted. (I dont wanna spoil her change since it is pretty unique in its own way) Plus, she loves books like Belle too lol

Anyways, design wise:

I gave her a more sunset color pallet. And as you notice, she has a POOFY BRAID. I wanted her to have a braid to make her different from the other redesigns of Asha, and so she didn't look like Isabella. And yes, the braid will seem to assosiate with either Elsa or Rapunzel, but Rapunzel doesn't have long hair any more it is short and the merch either has her in the braid or her long hair. Elsa isn't marketed with a braid anymore, she just has her hair pulled back (which I thought about doing for Asha funny enough). So technically speaking, Disney doesn't really have a MC that CONSISANTLY had a braid. Even a poofy one at that. You may also notice that I gave her more of a red-ish pink-ish color for the main part of the dress instead of maroon and the reason why is because I wanted her to stand out :D I didn't want her dress to be very big or poofy because I want her to be able to move more freely + she is a young sorcerer and needs to have more mobility. The oval shapes around her outfit is like the pumpkin seeds that would reference the fairy godmother (which is what they did in the original and I wanted to apply it here for fun).

Look, if you like the movie, I can 100% respect that. But please do not attack me for not liking the movie. Its better to be respectful than dissing on someone who has a different opinion than you. If you guys are wondering why I didn't like it, you guys can ask me in the comments if you want too. I'll post another one of my fav characters that was never in the movie later today or tomorrow.

Anyways, do you guys like my redraw? I'll take some suggestions as well if you want it to be improved and I'll still explore it! For now though, this is her final design unless I change my mind about it lol.

[torahoes]

(IDOLiSH7) Haruka Isumi - An Idol's Daily Life Rabbit Chat: Part 1 - "kome up with"

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Please note that I am not a professional translator. If you come across any mistakes, feel free to let me know and I will make the necessary corrections.

Haruka Isumi: Takanashi-san, good work today.

Haruka Isumi: Are you with Yotsuba right now? He hasn't read my text on Rabbit Chat yet

Tsumugi Takanashi: Isumi-san, good work today!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm not with him at the moment. He's currently doing a magazine photoshoot with Iori-san, so he might not be able to check Rabbit Chat for a while...!

Haruka Isumi: Ah

Haruka Isumi: So that's why Izumi hasn't read my text either

Tsumugi Takanashi: Was there something you wanted to tell them?

Haruka Isumi: I accidentally took Yotsuba's vocabulary book home with me, and I was wondering what to do. We have a test coming up, so I should probably return it soon

Tsumugi Takanashi: Ah! The English vocabulary test, right? I heard you all studied together for it after school.

Haruka Isumi: Yup. Yotsuba was panicking, so I helped him make the vocabulary book

Haruka Isumi: But the fact that he hasn't noticed it's with me tells me he didn't try to review it yesterday lmao

Tsumugi Takanashi: He mentioned this morning that he gave in to his temptation to watch a TV show and couldn't study… > <

Tsumugi Takanashi: Should I inform him about the vocabulary book?

Haruka Isumi: Nah, it's fine. He'll probably read it after the shoot

Haruka Isumi: I did think of taking it to the dorm right now if it was urgent since I have some free time

Haruka Isumi: But I'll just give it to him at school tomorrow

Tsumugi Takanashi: Sorry for the trouble and thank you!

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: By the way, Yotsuba misspelled a word lmao

Haruka Isumi: "kome up with"

Haruka Isumi: So funny

Tsumugi Takanashi: "come" turned into "kome"... > <

Haruka Isumi: And to top it off, he drew a character next to it that looks like a rice grain [1] lmaoo

Haruka Isumi: It's kinda got a relaxed face

Tsumugi Takanashi: Tamaki-san is good at drawing!

Tsumugi Takanashi: He's always doodling King Pudding sketches in the corners of his scripts; they're adorable...!

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: Yeah, he is pretty good

Haruka Isumi: Though everything he draws is kinda round.

Haruka Isumi: I'll write down the correct spelling next to the rice grain

Tsumugi Takanashi: Thank you very much!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Speaking of which, I heard your seats recently changed, and now you're sitting closer to each other.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I also heard you always wake up Tamaki-san when he's sleeping during class while you're distributing handouts...!

Haruka Isumi: Seriously, that guy falls asleep during class all the time

Haruka Isumi: Especially on days when we have classical literature in the fifth period; he's out cold

Tsumugi Takanashi: I wonder if it's because he gets sleepy after having lunch... > <

Haruka Isumi: That's probably part of it, but our classical literature teacher is a sweet old lady who speaks super softly

Haruka Isumi: I get drowsy too, so I understand

Tsumugi Takanashi: When a teacher has a soothing way of speaking, it does make you sleepy...

Haruka Isumi: What did you used to do when you were sleepy during class, Takanashi-san?

Tsumugi Takanashi: I would intentionally drop my eraser and pick it up, just to stretch my body a bit...!

Haruka Isumi: What if it rolled in a weird direction? Wouldn't that make you stand out more

Tsumugi Takanashi: There's a trick to making it roll to a good spot!

Haruka Isumi: What? lmaoo what kind of trick is that lol

Haruka Isumi: But yeah, moving around does help wake you up. I also do stuff like taking off my jacket or rolling up my sleeves to cool down

Tsumugi Takanashi: It must be even more exhausting for you all, considering you also have work… > <

Haruka Isumi: But if you're going to school anyway, it's better to just listen to the classes so you don't have to do any reviewing later. Plus, it saves you from last-minute studying before tests

Tsumugi Takanashi: That's impressive, especially with how busy you are!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I heard you occasionally even pack your own lunchbox.

Haruka Isumi: Yotsuba and Izumi talk about stuff like that too, huh? Lol. Only sometimes, when I don't have work

Haruka Isumi: I just pack what my grandma's already cooked or use frozen food, so it's not that big of a deal

Tsumugi Takanashi: That's more than enough...!

Haruka Isumi: It'd be nice if I could quickly whip up something with whatever's in the fridge

Haruka Isumi: But I don't have that kind of repertoire at all

Tsumugi Takanashi: Would you like me to recommend a recipe app?

Tsumugi Takanashi: I use it too, and it's very convenient because it suggests meals based on the ingredients you have in your fridge!

Haruka Isumi: There's an app like that!?

Haruka Isumi: I kinda want to check it out

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'll send you the link later!

End of Part 1.

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[1] Tamaki made a drawing of a rice grain because "kome" (米) means rice in Japanese.

[f4iry-bell]

jameson hawthorne x f!reader [enemies to lovers] | part 4

part 3

hiii, the first part of the fic is noice!!!!! but the second part is meh. im so sorry i suck at angst 😭😭

It has been two whole months since Jameson and her came to their agreement to see eachother but with no strings attached. Two whole months of fun that he has never experienced. It's not just the sex that he enjoyed, he also loved the part where when they are done he shares his life risking experience to her and she shares something small about her. It was like a tradition for them to share something with eachother after they are done. But today it was different, when they were finished she quickly went to the bathroom to clean herself up. Jameson also noticed that she got a text from Logan asking ‘are you ready?’ he fronwed at the text and wondered why she's still hanging out with him, she's done with the secret society, he knew that because she told him herself.

When she came out of the bathroom with new clothes he fronwed again. She was not wearing a casual outfit, it looked like she's going to go out.

“Logan texted you.” Jameson comments, ignoring how she looked in that outfit. 

“Oh, okay.” Was all she said. 

“So…Are you coming back to bed?” He asked, he has the perfect story to make her stay. He doesn't want to jump into the questions this soon.

“Not today.” She said as she collected her things from the bed.

“Why? You going somewhere?” He asked moving to the other side of the bed where she was collecting her things from the night stand.

“Yeah.”

“I'm guessing it's with Logan.” It wasn't a guess. He was sure of it.

She nodded.

“But I have the best story to tell you. You know?” He said putting on a charming grin.

“You can tell me later. I'm already late.” She said and went to grab her dirty clothes, Jameson took the opportunity to grab her hand to stop her from rushing to leave him to see another man. The realisation made his stomach twist.

“But what about our little tradition?” He asked.

“Not today, Jameson. I'll see you later.” She kissed his cheeks and removed her hand from his grip.

He slightly pouted as she left the room.

_

It's been four hours since she left. Jameson couldn't help but wonder if she was just hanging out with Logan as friends or something else. He pushed that thought aside and texted her like always does when she's not with him sometimes.

lowkey miss you.

He put his phone away knowing she's probably chatting some news paper stuff with Logan. Or he might be flirting with her. He won't be surprised if he did. She's beautiful and interesting. Who wouldn't?

But he was wrong. She texted back immediately. 

Aw, I'll see you later tomorrow. Just hold onto my mini bunny plushie.

He smiled at her text, she left her plushie two weeks ago or something. Though it's her favourite plushie and only plushies she took from home to college, she still left it at Jameosn’s apartment to leave something that reminded him of her.

J - Why are you online? Aren't you on a date?

It wasn't a date. He knew it. But had to make sure still. Why would she even go out on a date with Logan? From what he remembered she always complain how he wants to meet her to discuss about what article to release every week for the newspaper but keeps ditching her then and there. He's worth no one's time from what he heard from her. 

He got a call. So he excused himself lol

There it is again. Jameson thought how he would have ignored the call if he was with her to just talk to her. She's still online and replying fast which means Logan is taking his own time on this call of his. You don't take so much time when you're alone with a pretty girl like her. So he called her.

As soon as she answered he spoke. “Ditch him.”

She chuckled which made him smile. “What?”

“Ditch him. It's not like he hasn't done that to you before.” He said.

“I can't. He's going to come back and be disappointed.” She said.

“If he comes back.” He corrected her.

“He will.” She assured.

“Don't care. Ditch him and meet me.” He suggested.

“Your apartment is quite far.” She stated.

“Where are you?” He asked her.

She told him where she's at a bar. He knew the bar well so he asked her to wait two blocks away so Logan wouldn't come outside and find her. Jameson wanted to surprise her this time, so he did a thing that would interest her. When he arrived at her location, his lips curled up to a beam of sunlight of a smile. He would pay a million dollars to see the reaction on her face when he parked his borrowed motorcycle near her. She walked closer to where he was as he took off his helmet. She didn't need him to take off his helmet to tell that the guy on a motorcycle and black leather jacket is Jameson Hawthorne. 

“Where did you get this?” She giggled, both of them were smiling like fools. Her smiling because he's on a motorcycle, him smiling because it's hard not to when she's smiling like that.

“Stole. Now hop on.” He was not asking as he grabbed the spare helmet and handed it over to her.

She was thinking about it for a moment. 

“You're not scared now, are you? Come on, Ace. I know you better than that.” He pushed the helmet to her again. 

She knew this won't be a slow ride. This is Jameson Hawthorne on a motorcycle, he will drive like it's his last moment on earth. But this time he will drive like it's their last moment on earth.

“Fine.” She grabbed the helmet from his hands and put it on. He made sure it was buckled right before he let her hop onto the motorcycle. He felt his stomach twist this time in a good way when she wrapped her arms around his waist. She has touched him a lot of times, but everytime she does the feeling never changes.

Jameson drove fast as she expected, they tried to chat with the fast wind slapping their faces as they tore through the air, words barely got inside each other's ears.They finally reached the destination Jameson wanted to show her, it was too far from the campus. A view point at the corner of the road where you can see everything below. The only light they were able to see was the half moonlight and passing vehicles light. Jameson took her hand and led her to the edge of the road, they were about 200 feet high. 

They talked about how many bones one would break if they fell for a while and other things. Somehow the conversation got linked up with Logan.

“...I do kind of feel bad for ditching Logan.” She said as she played with the grass. Jameson was laying down as she was sitting next to him.

“He ditches you all the time. You shouldn't feel bad.” He wasn't feeling bad at all. In fact he was happy that she ditched Logan to spend time with him.

“Yeah, but those were the times we were hanging out for newspaper stuff.” She shrugged.

“And you didn't hang out this time?” He chuckled.

“It's not a hangout, dummy. It was a date. That's why I feel bad, you know? I could have at least told him that I'm leaving face to face. Maybe the call was really important, he was telling me about his father and how he is…” Jamesom stopped listening when the word ‘date’ left her lips.

He scrunched his face. “Wait, what? A date?” 

Her heartbeat started to race a little, this shouldn't bother her. “Yeah.” She said, sighing out loud.

“A date.” He sat up. He didn't say much but his face spoke a lot. For someone who had a good poker face Jameson was showing a lot of emotions than necessary.

“Jameson. You can't be upset.” Her tone was sober. 

“Of course I can't.” He let out a fake chuckle.

“Jameson, we agreed—”

“No strings attached.” He completed the sentence nodding his head.

“Then why are you upset?” Her tone was getting frustrated. He showed no direct interest during the past two months. They both didn't. “We're not a couple.”

“Yeah, cause we're just fucking, right? You can't be serious. You can't just go on a date with someone when you're…” He didn't know what they were. To him what they agreed to and what they have was different. And what they have—or had is special.

“You can't be serious.You are just mad that I'm not just sticking with you, that I went on a date. You can't act like you've liked me all this time when you and I both know it's not true.” She told him what she thought was happening. Jameson doesn't like her, but don't like the idea of someone else having her. 

“Is that what you think?” He asked, a bit hurt of what she thinks of him. “No, I'm not just acting like I like you. I've always been interested in you. I didn't know what it was at first but the more I spend my time with you, I realised how much I like you. But I'm glad to know this is how you see me after all this time.” He was genuinely hurt by how low she thinks of him.

“You're just saying that.” She said.

“Or is that what you want to believe?” He scoffed.

“I’m leaving.” She said as she got up and started walking away from him. He immediately followed her.

“Where are you going? You can't just walk all the way down, you know?” He said, following her. She didn't reply or stop. She was simply being unreasonable. 

Jameson was the one who was supposed to be acting this way given his past. 

He grabbed her hand to stop her. “Stop. You don't have to talk to me, just let me take you back to campus.”

She knew it's a long walk down the road. A cab won't come up here. She sighed and nodded her head.

The ride back to campus was opposite to everything it was coming here. Quiet and slow. Jameson knew this might be the last time he'd get to be this close to her. 

She mumbled a thank you when he stopped at her destination and left immediately. He was so hurt by her behaviour. Both of them knew they were more than just friends with benefits. She just won't accept it. Jameson tried to think that she went on the date just to make Jameson jealous so he'd confess his feelings and they'll be together but her behaviour at the cliff told a different story. She was more than Jameson himself. Only if he could read her mind he'd know what to do.

[archangeldyke-all]

HOTCHAT WITH SEV

ok.. so i was not familiar with the phrase 'hot chat' but after a brief trip to urban dictornary i found out it's like dirty talk? i hope this is correct lol. am i just completely clueless to today's lingo or is this phrase specific to a regional or ethnic dialect? idk. but i hope i got it right! thanks for the request anon :)

men and minors dni

sevika's staying late at work tonight. she told you not to wait up for her, that she'd be in the office until the early hours of the morning. you would have huffed and puffed, but sevika promised that tonight was the last night of her horrible end of year workload. with that in mind, you let her off the hook and fell asleep alone.

when your phone's ringtone wakes you up at four in the morning and sevika's still not home, you start to worry. you scramble for your phone, answering it in a flash when you see sevika's name.

"sev? you okay?" you ask.

"i'm okay baby, don't worry." she says, her voice low.

"you still at work?" you ask, settling back into bed now that you know she's okay.

"yeah. don't think i'm gonna make it home tonight, honey." sevika's grunts out. you can tell she's tired from how rumbly and low her voice is. you pout.

"sevika--"

"i know i know, but i'll be done after tomorrow and we had to schedule an emergency meeting with our associates over seas so--"

"it's fine baby. i just miss you." you whisper, your eyes heavy. you snuggle against sevika's pillow, inhaling her scent.

"i miss you too." sevika says with a sigh. you cuddle into the pillow, ready for sevika to talk you to sleep like she often does on nights she can't be beside you. your eyes drift shut, and you focus on the sound of your wife's breath down the line, matching your pace to it.

you blink awake. sevika was-- huffing. little tiny huffs that you wouldn't have noticed if you weren't listening. you bite your lip.

you clear your throat to put on your sexy voice', and purr, "'s that why you called me, baby? 'cause you miss me?" sevika chokes down the line.

"y-yeah."

"are you the last one workin' or are you just hopin' nobody walks in on you with your hands down your pants?" you ask. sevika whimpers.

"alone. finally." you laugh.

"you've been waiting?" you say, flopping on your back, reaching up to tweak your nipple.

"yeah." she grunts.

"tell me how you're touchin' yourself." you demand. sevika gulps.

"just-- just my fingers on my clit. under my pants." you bite your lip.

"what are you thinkin' about?" you ask. sevika huffs.

"you, dumbass." you giggle, reaching your hand down to push your sleep shorts off, kicking them to the side and teasing you clit with a gentle touch.

"where's your imagination, baby?" you tease. "what about me."

"just-- shut up!" she says. you laugh.

"you don't want me to shut up thouhg, because then i won't be able to tell you ive got a finger in my cunt and it's clenching so hard. wish it was you though."

there's a clatter, then a faint curse, then a muffled crackle followed by sevika's "sorry-- dropped the phone." you giggle.

"fuck sev. can't believe you're not here. 'm fuckin ovulating, you know, just soaking wet all the time. my tits are so sore too, you could probably make me cum just touchin' em'--"

"fuck, baby, don't tell me that--"

"--mm but just imagine how good and wet and hot i'll be around you when you get home tomorrow night--"

"--gonna fuck you for hours--"

"--yeah?"

"yeah."

"mmh. can't fuckin' wait." down the line, you can hear sevika huffing and grunting, and a faint wet sound.

"what, you're just gonna show up to your meeting with your pants soaked?" you ask. sevika moans.

"fuck off."

"you like it." you say, laughing. sevika curses.

"i'm gonna cum, baby." she says. "fuckin' wish i was there. god i wish i could taste you right now-- fuck i'm..."

"cum for me sev!" you gasp out, your own orgasm washing over you.

she gasps, then lets out a long "shhhhhit!"

you cum at the sound of her.

you're both silent as you catch your breath, three minutes of heavy breathing into the phone. but finally, sevika chuckles and clears her throat.

"you've got no idea what you're in for once i get home." she says. you giggle, sleepy and bubbly.

"good luck at work baby."

"thanks.

"what time's your meeting?" you ask.

"six thirty." you pout. "goodnight honey."

"night sev."

before you fall asleep, you set an alarm for six twenty nine.

an hour and a half later, when your alarm goes off, you tug your shirt up over your tits and open the camera on your phone, pointing it down at you and snapping a quick picture. you send it off to sevika with a caption. whatever u do, dont think about my tits during ur meeting

as she sets up the confrence room and checks the internet connection to prepare for the international video call, sevika gets a text on her phone. she glances down at it, expecting a sudden time change or cancellation. when she sees your tits and your caption, she chokes on her coffee. i'm gonna kill you when i get home.

as silco walks into the room for the meeting, she reaches down to silence her phone. right before she slips it back in her pocket, she sees your response silently flash up at her. cant wait ;)

taglist!

@lesbeaniegreenie @fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay

[theotherhappyplace]

lol i was working on this allll daaaayyyyyyyy

its got some awkward popping but i'll correct stuff more tomorrow and also turn it into vinnie

i've never keyframed a walk cycle before and when i tried to just draw it i was getting a MONDO headache. i decided to make all the shapes more clear for me to see

this is the start of the pixel art for the game. There's going to be a pixel art RPG game for TOHP and i've been working hard on it!

[aerodaltonimperial]

(post b&g, idk, might try for more tomorrow, i am straight up having a bad time right now lol)

The thing is, this company fucked him over; this company fucked him completely over, in every way that matters, and now the only thing he can think about as he's stumbling his way backstage, with his face bleeding and his temples throbbing and his arms aching, is that it's happened again. He's so fucking angry that even if the blood wasn't running down and stinging in the corners of his eyes, he still wouldn't be able to see straight. On the way up the ramp and through the tunnel he bangs his shin into the posts, and it's not even on the top ten current aches and pains: a distant afterthought.

Fuck this. Fuck this. Jack's chest is slick with the remnants of the gasoline, and fuck all of this. He slams his hand into the wall and sort of just yells, and that's when someone grabs for his arms. It's instinctive to recoil, actually, on account of how fucking angry he is, and when he spins around to face them, a few flyaway hairs get stuck in the corners of his mouth.

"Fuck you," he growls.

"Okay," Matthew starts, but he's got his hands up, palms out, like he's trying to calm a skittish colt, "you know what, we don't need to—"

"No, fuck you, Matt," Jack says. He must sound furious, must sound absolutely out of his mind, because no one even tries to correct him. And he is furious. He is out of his mind, and bleeding, and fuck, he might have a concussion, but right now, he's ready to spit fire. "You don't get to do that."

"What, I don't get to qui—"

"You don't get to give people matches," Jack cuts him off. "You don't get to get people matches against me."

Matthew's face does something complicated. It cycles through confusion and disbelief and lands somewhere in the middle in a place that's got thumbtacks embedded in it. "That's what you're mad about?"

"That was my match to give." Jack's gonna puke. His vision is blurring, but he's absolutely not backing down now. He jabs his index finger back into the tunnels. "I was not quitting."

"Oh, sure, I'll just let you get lit on fire, and—"

"You are doing exactly what they did to me already!" Jack cries, and finally, finally, he thinks Matthew is listening. Because everything goes silent until all the only sound roaring against Jack's ears is his own labored breathing. Fuck, all he can smell is the gasoline. "Do you understand? You are doing exactly what this company did to me last time. You're making all the choices."

Matthew winces. "That's not what I—"

"Fuck you," Jack says, though really, it's more of a gasp: sputtered out as his strength fails. His knees give out, too. He ends up smacking against the wall and then just sort of sliding down onto the tiles, too fast and with no real control. Matthew reaches for him, and Jack smacks the man's hands away. "Fuck off. Fuck off!"

He puts his head in his hands, and breathes. It's hard to focus on his lungs expanding and contracting. Jack tents his fingers across his forehead, streaking red all over his hands, and stares down at his boots until the footsteps move away. The footsteps move away, and one of the med staffers presses a cool towel against his forearm.

Jack shifts the terrycloth gingerly up to his face. The shock of cold helps, a bit, but it does nothing to ease the twisting in his chest. He's all but locked in now: a bargaining chip. He was traded away like a chess piece to sacrifice for a better move, and they didn't even win for the betrayal. When he hisses pain into the towel, his whole body trembles with the aftershocks.

Fuck this. God.

Jack pushes his knees up tighter to his chest, and aches.

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

okay so. today is july 28th 2024. meaning. tomorrow is my 26th birthday, which will make me unable to use my youth transport card,meaning if i wanted to use a monthly ticket as i've been doing for years, i'd have to pay around 30-40€ instead of 8€ 👍. so to celebrate this final day, i thought it would be fun to travel to the furthest place you can get within the madrid transport area, which is ✨guadalajara✨, at the end of the C-2 commuter rail line.

after a long time just getting to nuevos ministerios (i got in the bus at 9:33 and got in the train to guadalajara at 11:25 lol) , i finally got to start my journey <3

the only things i know about guadalajara are that it exists, that there's a bigger more inportant one in méxico, and that it's the capital of its eponymous province, in castilla-la mancha. that's basically it 👍. so i have no idea what i'll found there, I'm going off of vibes here.

most of the trip was just suburban sprawl but sometimes there were fields and cool mountains as well :)

anyways I finally got there and thus completed my mission !!!!

it was a bit too early for lunch so i decided to walk around for a bit while listening to a podcast (la pija y la quinqui). at first i wanted to go to the city center but turns out the station is on the edge of town and i wasn't gonna walk to downtown guadalajara in this heat. so. I just walked by the train station area.

anyways here's some pics 🫶 I loved the casas de pueblo here, it didn't really felt like a city (guadalajara has almost 90k inhabitants btw)

nvm tumblr only lets me use 10 pictures in this posts for some reason. lol. xd. i'll add the pictures in a reblog i guess.

anyways. i then had lunch in a kebab place near the station cause i was too scared to go to a proper restaurant all by myself and had some meat with basmati rice (8€ btw.) <3

and after that i returned home !! love how you just go to the station and wait. there's no signs telling you when will the next train comes or anything. just vibes (there was a group of people waiting in a particular andén so i just went there and was correct)

anyways. that was all. hope you liked this trip 🫶