#L what have you done to us . /lh

[saturnville]

bite, l. hamilton

pairing: he (lewis hamilton) x black best friend oc (anvika dawson) content: in which two friends cross a line people have been waiting for them to cross. warning: 18+ content song: bite by njzoma an: y'all know I don't write smut fr, so ntm. but I hope y'all enjoy it. wc: 2,498 tags: the girlies who were hyping me up to post this @boujiestpoet @mauvecherie-writes @saintslewis @greedyjudge2 @vile-harlot @emjayewrites

“Just because we’re attracted to one another doesn’t mean we need to sleep together. I’m off that. Plus, we’re friends.”

Anvika prided herself on being a woman of self-control and discipline. Though it did not come easy, years of abstinence grew dreary and at times, very lonely, her hard work was not something she was willing to risk. Her decision to step into abstinence wasn’t one she took lightly, nor was it one that she planned, but once Anvika began the journey of healing from a heartbreak, intimacy with another man wasn’t the priority. Though that had been over four years ago and she was well over the situation, she could admit that while it was difficult to maintain her self-control, not having to worry about anyone’s snot-nosed son brought more peace than she could ever imagine. 

“Even more of a reason to let it happen. Everything happens better when you have a solid foundation first. Everybody thinks you two are together anyways. He truly cares for you, in more ways than one.” 

Anvika hummed and rolled her eyes as she brought the slender champagne fluke to her full lips. The liquid went smooth down her throat. She shrugged. “Then let them think that. Lewis is a good man, a good and attractive man, but…”

Her friend, Onyx, sighed and downed her drink with a wave of her hand. “I don’t know how you do it! I would’ve lost my mind by now. I commend you.” Onyx bowed playfully which pulled a light laugh from Anvika. Though she was joking, she couldn’t help but sense the truth behind her words. 

Though swearing off men and intimacy had become a more common practice among women, many people found it taboo and unrealistic. She soon began to ponder--what if she’d never find anyone that could give her what she wanted because of how she chose to navigate her dating life? She shook it off internally. That would be a problem, but none that would be hers. 

Before she got the chance to respond, her phone rang against the glass table that held their expensive lunch on it’s back. LH flashed across the screen. She smiled softly which caught the attention of Onyx, who gave a teasing smirk. For someone who was insistant on keeping a strong boundary between herself and her closest friend, she surely smiled like a fool whenever he called. 

“I told you I have a lunch date with Onyx today,” she reminded the racer lowly, using her index finger to draw doodles in the condensation her water glass sweat off on the table. “Everything alright?” 

“Everything’s fine, angel,” he spoke smoothly. “Just wanted to make sure you were still wanting to join me for the event on Friday.” Anvika hummed and nodded as though he could see her. He was attending a gala in London and of course, offered his plus-one to Anvika, as he had done since their friendship had begun years prior. What was his, was hers, including access to rooms and events that would grant her opportunities to further her career as a branding and marketing consultant. 

“Yes,” she replied excitedly. “I still haven’t found a dress. What color are you wearing?”

There was shuffling in the background before he spoke again. “Blue. Don’t worry about it,  I’ll handle it.” Her heart fluttered. “Enjoy your lunch. Tell Onyx I said hello and call me later, alright?” 

Anvika’s teeth trapped her bottom lip. “Alright. Talk soon.” 

“Bye, love.” 

Anvika turned her phone on its face and looked up, catching Onyx’s playful eyes. Her thick eyebrow touched her forehead. “Friends, right?” Anvika gave her a look. Onyx raised her hands in defense, “My bad, my bad.” 

-

Lewis Hamilton was a gentleman. Sure, this was universal knowledge, but something about him being gentlemanly with her made her heart flutter and her stomach clench with desire. And it almost made her question Onyx’s point, “he truly cares for you; in more ways than one.” It’d typically be something she’d deny, but as she stood in front of the mirror with her hair done by a hairstylist he arranged to come, her nails done by a nail technician he’d flown out, and a dress he arranged to be custom-made to suit her body, how could she deny it any longer? 

“Don’t think too deeply into it,” she scolded herself, slipping out of her robe. She walked toward her dress, pulled it off the hanger, and carefully slipped into it. “You’re friends. Close friends who care for one another. That’s it, that’s all.” 

They met at the paddock six years prior. She was invited to her first Formula One race through her consultant agency, which took her team on an all-expense paid trip for their hard work. She wasn’t aware of Formula One, just of familiar names. Then, at the end of the match, she had the chance to put a face to the infamous name of Lewis Hamilton. 

“You raced well,” Anvika noted, taking in the slightly disheveled appearance of the raceman. “I’ve never been to a Formula One race; good job on giving me a reason to come back one day.” 

The man’s eyebrow raised in interest. He crossed his arms over his chest, his muscular build on display. “Is that so?”

Anvika nodded. 

“We can make that happen whenever you want.” 

It was Anvika’s turn to raise an eyebrow. A smirk played on her lips. “Is that so? Tryna be my friend, Lewis?” 

He shrugged his shoulders. Friends wasn’t too bad. Anything to get to know her. “Any man would be a fool to refuse that opportunity, Anvika.”

That marked the beginning of an inseparable union.

Anvika continued to mumble and grumble, doing whatever she could to keep her mind eased. Her self-conversations were halted by a knock on her door. Lewis. “Coming!” Holding her dress to her chest. She turned the doorknob, and the familiar scent of his cologne filled her nose. “Are you…oh. Oh.”

Closing the door behind him, Lewis’ eyes were trained on her, the most beautiful woman he’d laid eyes on. The dress, complementary to his suit, was perfectly designed and tailored to her. She was a fan of long-sleeved dresses, so that’s what she got. It was constructed with a heavy, luxurious velvet material and it hugged every riff, edge, and curve on her body. The neckline showed the swell of her breasts and her beautiful collarbone. The mermaid-like tail further accentuated her shape. 

Her hair was parted to the side and curled to perfection. The makeup complimented her features--thick eyebrows, full lips, and a round nose. And her scent, goodness, it suffocated him. The jasmine and almond notes filled his nostrils and he wanted to nuzzle his face in her neck and inhale like she was the air he needed to breathe. 

“You look beautiful,” Lewis managed to speak. His voice was so low that she almost didn’t hear his compliment. With a bashful smile, she thanked him and led him to her room where she wandered toward the bathroom, which had a series of jewels across the counter. “Help me pick a necklace?” 

Anvika turned to face the jewelry and fought hard to ignore the heat that radiated from Lewis’ body as he moved to stand behind her. From over her shoulder, his eyes followed the line of jewels the stylists brought. His eyes landed on a silver necklace; a thin chain with a multi-carat teardrop diamond. “This one.” 

Lewis took the necklace in his hands and placed it around her neck. Anvika lifted her hair to grant him easy access and shivered as his cool fingertips brushed against her skin. She inhaled deeply. “Stunning.” His breath was warm against her neck. They locked eyes in the mirror ahead of them. The tension was thick. Suffocating. His brown eyes, usually so full of love and warmth, were filled with something she couldn’t quite identify, but it made her body heat like wildfire. 

“I’m ready,” she announced, careful not to let her voice waver. She turned, purposefully ignoring the groan he released when she brushed against him. Her lips quivered as she tried to give a steady smile. What the hell was happening between them? Anvika placed her hands on his chest and soothed the non-existent wrinkles on his suit jacket. He was so handsome. “You look great, darling.” 

“Thank you…” his words came out as a whisper. He was too distracted by her. Six years of friendship and what he felt from the time he met her at the paddock all those years ago had reached a breaking point. He’d boiled over. 

Anvika tried to smile as she pressed a kiss against his cheek, but with how he reacted, her lips landed at the corner of his lips. She took a step back. “Let’s get ready to go, yeah?” 

Lewis swallowed thickly. He held his arm out for her, which she grabbed instinctively, and together, they were out the door with a million and one thoughts swimming between them. 

-

“And that beauty you’ve brought?” an older man questioned Lewis, who had his eyes on Anvika as she danced through the siloes of people in the room. The gala was nothing short of a popularity function, a random event on a random weekend for the host to flaunt their money and connections, Truthfully, his desire to attend dwindled once he saw her in that dress. She was the only thing on his mind. 

“Anvika Dawson,” Lewis said, nodding in her direction. “One of the best branding and marketing consultants in the industry. She’s amazing at everything she does. You’ve got a business, don’t you?” And that’s why he was a good friend, Anvika noted as she began to walk over, hearing him advocate for her in front of the man. 

“You flatter me,” she said with a smile as she took a position under Lewis’ arm, which slid around her waist. “Anvika Dawson, nice to meet you.” 

The older man, who had went by the nam Eli, shook her hand firmly and nodded in interest. “Well, pardon me, but the two of you would make a wonderful couple.” The young adult chuckled lightly; the comment was nothing new to them, but it seemed to bring them both discomfort given the fact that they had a very intimate moment just an hour before their arrival. Before Lewis could speak up, Anvika thanked the man sweetly then they were whisked in another direction. 

They were joined together at the hip for the remainder of the evening. And, on the rare occasion that they were apart, they stole glances from across the room like teenagers in a romantic sitcom. Soon, the event wrapped up and they were in the backseat of the car, sitting in a thick silence. 

Anvika sat at the right of the car, her knees turned inward and her legs crossed. With every bump in the road and swerve of the car, the tip of her heel brushed against Lewis’ leg. His breath hitched. She said nothing. 

The car came to an abrupt stop and the doors were opened for them. Before her foot could touch the ground, Lewis’ hand was awaiting. “Thank you,” Anvika said softly, and allowed him to guide her into the hotel. 

He still hadn’t said much. The walk to the elevator was quiet, yet, he hadn’t let go of her hand. What was he thinking about? If it was the sudden shift in their interactions, it didn’t go unnoticed by her either. 

The elevator doors peeled open and Lewis guided her in. He pressed the button, 10, that would send them to the floor their rooms were on. The elevator ride seemed slow as each ding indicated they’d entered another floor. 

Anvika cleared her throat and decided to speak up, “I enjoyed tonight. And again, you looked great. I love blue on you.” 

He couldn’t remember what happened between her compliment, her back against the elevator wall, and his lips on hers.  The only thing that forced him to key in was her hands pressing against his abdomen and his name falling from her lips. “Lewis…” What he’d heard time and time again in his dreams had finally become a reality. His stomach churned; could he get her to say it again? “What are you…” She cut herself off when she fell victim to the wonderful feeling of his lips against her jaw. 

“I just…” Lewis settled his face in her neck. “One night, Vi. Let me have one night with you…” Her heart pounded in her ears. What the hell was happening? 

“Lewis…” Her hand slipped and fell just above his belt. She extended her arm just slightly. “We can’t do this. I-I don’t want to mess up our friendship and you know I’m not going all the way with anyone--” 

Lewis hummed. His eyes sat low as he looked at her. She looked completely worn out as if he’d done to her what he truly wanted. Her forehead glistened with sweat, her lipstick was smeared, and her chest heaved. “Nothing will change for the worse, angel. And I don’t want to go there with you, just want to make you feel good…always have.” His left arm circled around her waist and his large hand palmed her backside. She whimpered. “Can I?” 

“Someone might see...” 

He ignored her. “Can I make you feel good?” His tone was stern as he repeated his question. Suddenly, the gala was out of her mind and the only thing that clouded her thoughts was him. Him and him only. Lewis Hamilton had infiltrated her mind and she finally stopped fighting it. 

The elevator dinged. “Yes…” 

-

“Should I…?” her hands reached for the necklace that shone beneath the dim lights of the hotel suite. Lewis shook his head and peeled his jacket off his shoulders, revealing a crisp white wife beater. He shed that too. Anvika’s breath hitched. “Keep it on. Lay back for me, angel.” 

Anvika looked like an angel surrounded by the comforter. Her undergarments were long discarded, save for her underwear which he kept in the pocket of his pants. The pure white of the sheets were a stark contrast to the richness of her complexion. Her hair was sprawled against the pillow with a few strands covering her face lazily. The look on her face was one of comfort, relief in one way or another. 

She welcomed Lewis’ body between her legs as he crawled on the bed and his lips against hers as he hovered above her. For the first time that night, Anvika’s hands didn’t tremble when she touched him. She welcomed the feeling of every ridge of muscle, every raised scar, and every mature tattoo. 

Their hands moved frantically over each other’s body, and it felt amazing. She hadn’t realized how touch deprived she was until she heard his chuckle in her ear. Her face warmed. She felt like a teenager. “It’s okay…” his lips ghosted against the shell of her ear. “Make all the noise you want.” 

Anvika didn’t respond--her mouth wouldn’t allow her to. As Lewis moved down her body, she sat on her elbows, watching and waiting. God, he was so handsome like this. His head was dipped between her thighs and his tattooed glistened under the dim lights. Slowly, he lips created an intentional trail from her belly down to the treasure just centimeters away from his mouth. 

Her fingers clawed at the bedsheets as the anticipation rose. She was becoming impatient. He was giving attention to every other place except where he wanted her. She huffed. “Lewis…” 

He hummed, clearly unbothered by her frustration. He glanced at her, “Yes?” She whimpered. “Talk to me.” He was amused, very amused. She was desperate for him. It was evident by the way her arousal seeped onto the bed. He gathered some on his fingers, using it as a lubricant as he finally began to touch her. 

Anvika gasped. His movements were slow and meticulated but they were enough to set her over the edge. He brought his lips to hers again, which she accepted sloppily. Her jaw fell slack as he continued to work her to her first release of the night. It came quickly, quicker than she would have liked. When his fingers hit that spot within her, her hips jerked and she squeaked his name. 

Lewis chuckled, “That’s it?” He prodded that spot again. “Right there?” Anvika nodded. He removed his fingers. She groaned in frustration, “Lewis, please!”

“Please what?” He brought his fingers to his lips and moaned at the taste of her on his tongue. If this was just the beginning, he couldn’t imagine how mad he’d go in the coming moments. “Tell me what you want.”

She clocked it. He wanted her to beg. Anvika wasn’t the begging type. She may have been far removed from having sex, but she always got her way, especially with Lewis. Her hands trailed down the muscular planes of his stomach. Her fingers hooked in his belt and pulled him forward. Her fingers curled around his neck and her nails toyed with the faded hair there. She brought her smeared lips to his ear, her tongue dancing against the shell of it. He shudder. “I want you to make my legs shake and rock my world. Can you do that, Lewis?” 

Her voice. The way her voice dropped in octave but increased in seduction had his head spinning. There were a few moments of silence as he fought hard to gather himself and the more she spurred him on, the most difficult it became. But then, she heard it, “Yes…”

-

“Right there, right there! Oh my…” He was a lover of music. Being in a studio, creating melodies to go with lyrics, was his favorite pastime. But this took the cake. She created her a song better than he could have ever imagined, and was it addicting. 

Her moans, cries, and screams were melodic and his name was the only lyric she knew. He hated repetition in music, but loved hearing hers. So addicting. So well created. So beautiful. 

Her legs trembled around his head and her hands were buried in his braids. He fought the urge to bend her over when she whispered out the faintest, “Baby, please…” She’d used terms of endearment before, but in this context, it was different. “I’m close!”

Her body, damp with sweat and covered in bruises created by his mouth, jumped and jolted as she grew closer to her peak. Lewis sat up, replacing his tongue with his highly skilled fingers. He used his arm to stabilize his body as he hovered over her. What a sight.

Her hair was completely sweated out, pooped and frizzy at the roots. Her makeup stained the pillows and her lips were swollen from her biting and his intense kisses. Her neck was dark with love bites. Her eyelids were hooded but he could see the fire behind her eyes. If only he could capture her and keep the picture in his pocket forever. 

“Doing so well for me,” he whispered, kissing against her cheek and jaw. His fingers made quick work of the huddle of nerves between her legs. “Taking it like a good girl.” Her moans grew louder, higher in pitch, and full of air. It was becoming too much—her hands pushed against his arm, trying to run. “Don’t run now. Isn’t this what you wanted?” 

“Lewis, I’m—“ she cut herself off with a high pitched scream that seemed to ring on forever. Lewis chuckled lightly and worked her through her orgasm. “That’s it, baby.” Her body shook as she tried to come down calmly.

He spent a few minutes between her legs, caressing her gently as an act of comfort. Her loud noises had diminished to soft whimpers as she came down from cloud nine. When she finally opened her eyes again, he asked, “You okay?” 

She was better than okay. Though they didn’t cross all the lines, Anvika had gotten the best orgasm she’d received in her life from a man’s mouth and hands. She’d deal with the consequences later, but in that moment, she felt amazing. 

She nodded and smiled lazily. “I’m okay. Are you…do you want me to…?” Her eyes fell to the evident bulge that strained against his pants. He shook his head.

“I’m okay. Let’s get you cleaned up…”

-

What was supposed to be a shower to clean her up resulted in her on her knees giving him the most intense release he’d experienced in months. It left him panting, shaking, and whimpering like it was his first time all over again. 

Once again, she looked angelic with her now curly hair flat against her back and big brown eyes staring at him as she worked him like the expert she was. He came in her with with a groan, his fingers in her hair. She stood to her feet, smiling innocently as she showed him there was no remnant of him left in her mouth. 

“You’re nasty,” he announced, grabbing her jaw to place a sloppy kids on her lips. 

“Mhmmm, just the way I like it.” 

They migrated to her bed shortly after, laying together in a comfortable silence. Anvika’s head was against his bare chest and herfingers traced the tattoos on his body. Lewis’ arm was around her waist and his hand massaged her plump bottom. 

They were tired, exhausted even. But, they fought sleep like children, internally afraid of what the morning would bring. All actions had consequences whether good or bad. It was a mutual hope that what they’d done wouldn’t bring on the latter. 

“Lewis?” Anvika called after some time. 

“Yes, angel?” 

“Are we gonna be okay?” Her voice trembled slightly. They’d crossed a line--a big one. She had wobbled on her boundaries. There was a lot to discuss and a lot to consider. It was an amazing experience, she couldn’t lie, but her biggest fear was that she’d lose him as an important person in her life if reality didn’t set in the way they intended. 

Lewis gave her a squeeze and brought his lips to her forehead. Sensing her worry, he reassured, “We’ll always be okay.” And she believed it.

[bonesandthebees]

I just rounded off my period so a massive L to all of you I suppose /lhj

I'm in so much pain about the Wilbur situation in general and have so many mixed feelings. Like I've only just got a chance to sit down and read his 'apology' and all of the replies from content creators and (ex)fans alike. I was so close to throwing up that I had to close the tab /gen.

I've never really watched Shubble content, nor have I had a chance to watch her full vod on the issue, so my first instinct was to be a good little media sieve and try to be open-minded before making an opinion. I won't lie, I was trying very hard to convince myself that it wasn't Wilbur and everyone was jumping to conclusions (though the more I read made that less and less likely).

I was worried for Wilbur's group (tommy, phil, charlie etc) because there was no way they could stream without being harassed by it, and worried partially for Wilbur as well because of various mental health problems that he's admitted to in the past.

Now that he's responded, though, everything's so much worse. As someone who struggled with being on the victim side of abuse for a while, I feel awful for Shelby and everything that happened to her.

Charlie, Ranboo, Tubbo etc have all responded (most very passionately so I have no doubt where they stand), so that's good for them, but tommy and phil have yet to. I can't help but wonder if Techno knew, if it had even started by then or if Wilbur didn't tell him.

I've seen people making reasonable assumptions about signs in past content that may have pointed to Wilbur's abuse, but there are some people making reaches that don't even make sense and now I can barely consume content or even remember videos that i used to be fond of without worrying that it was just Wilbur manipulating people.

Also, as far as I'm aware, none of lovejoy have replied to the situation (apart from the ex trumpeter), so ash, mark and joe are getting hate when they haven't done anything (though I may have just not seen it yet).

Some part of my brain is convinced this is all some horrible nightmare and I'll wake up able to laugh and joke about SBI content with my friends, even if I know that'll likely never happen again.

If there's one thing for certain, it's that his response was not an apology. I do believe that he thought long and hard about it (even if it was just for superficial PR reasons) and maybe ran it by people he trusted, but it was not what he should have said in response to Shelby coming forward about his abuse. All he's done is dig a bigger hole and now thousands of his (ex)supporters have to live with the consequences of his actions.

Honestly, I just feel sad. Sad that it happened, sad that Wilbur isn't who I thought he was and sad that my life will be drastically different from here on out.

Sorry that that was so heavy. I just feel really confused and there's a pit in my stomach that's churning horribly.

-🌺 <3

oh of course SOMEONE just had to finish their period right when the rest of us get it smh /lh

yeah, this is such a horrible situation overall. for me at least his response made the situation somewhat more tolerable because it felt like a closure moment. it made me realize, oh, he was really awful the entire time and this shit apology proves it. however, I'm sure in a few days the reality will hit me and I'll feel awful again. it's not fun realizing someone you admired and were a fan of for so long was a completely different kind of person than the guy he presented himself as.

I don't know where you heard that charlie responded, because as far as I'm aware he has not said anything anywhere about this situation yet.

I also don't think it's very worthwhile for people to be combing through old vods and videos for 'questionable moments' they can point at and be like "look he was abusive the whole time!" because we don't know what's going on in cc's personal lives. more than anything that should be the take away here. we don't know these people, we don't know their personal relationships, we shouldn't be trying to pinpoint every questionable moment and prove something with it because we're not in these personal relationships with wilbur. the other cc's are. basically, don't overthink what you see in old vods or old videos. it's not going to help whatsoever and it's none of our business.

I've also had the thought that this feels like a nightmare I could wake up from. I've had that thought every day since shelby's stream first happened. but unfortunately that's not the case, and we need to focus instead on supporting the victims here

I'm sorry there's not much I can say to help. just try to take care of yourself. give yourself time. it'll get a bit easier with each passing day.

[valerieexports]

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ dating south korea’s most well-liked actor — lhs

genre ¡ fluff

pairings ¡ heeseung x fem reader

𖦹 wc// 0.5k !!

🂱 disclaimers ;; I do not own the character’s, photo’s, videos etc. only the story plot. If you see another story like this it's completely a coincidence. Plagiarism is a crime so please don’t copy my work without credits. enjoy!

message from author — I kinda KINDA like this

I tried to wake up my partner, Heeseung, but he would not budge. “I need you to go shoot today, Lee Heeseung.” I yelled a little, and he stood up slowly.

I tried to wake up my partner, Heeseung, but he would not budge. “I need you to go shoot today, Lee Heeseung.” I yelled a little, and he stood up slowly.

I tried to wake up my partner, Heeseung, but he would not budge. “I need you to go shoot today, Lee Heeseung.” I yelled a little, and he stood up slowly.

I was making him breakfast when I felt an embrace behind my back and the request, "Can you come with me? As he rest his chin on my shoulders, he questioned. "Don't worry, I'll be there!” He smiled when I reassured him. I was still munching when he said, "Did you know I have a kiss scene today?” All of a sudden, I paused my actions. I simply said "oh" in response.

“Tsk, Don’t use your tongue” I reminded him “But the director said-“ “Ugh fine just do it” I said in annoyance. “Action!” The director shouted signalling to start rolling the cameras and the actors to start acting. Heeseung pulled his coworkers waist closer to him “I’ll show you how much I love you” he said his line and made out with the actress. He kept his hand on her hips and the other behind at the back of her head as they kissed deeper and hotter. “No way they're using their tongue” I whispered.

I was jealous. I wanted to experience that with him but I was too embarrassed to do the first move.

“CUT!! Good job Heeseung and Aera!” The director praised them as they stopped shooting. As Heeseung came closer to me I rolled my eyes and quickly went inside the green room.

“Y/n?” A familiar voice called “What do you want?” I asked, making it visible that I was pissed. “Hey…look at me” He asked but I didn’t listen “Lee Y/n, look at me.” I can tell that he was angry by his tone so I listened. “L-Lee Y/n?” I repeated what he said a second ago, he took some wipes and wiped his lips that his coworker kissed.

He cupped my face and asked “Can I kiss you?” and you agreed. He kissed my lips hard but soft at the same time, he now entered his tongue inside my mouth and I felt like I was on cloud 9. His lips parted from mine and went down to my neck “hee, it tickles” I giggled

“heeseung…what are you doing?” I nervously asked as I felt sucking motions on my neck “hickey” He quickly answered “I’m done-“ “HEESEUNG! HOW AM I GONNA COVER THIS UP?!?” I shouted and playfully hit his shoulder “I’ll give you more love later” he smirked “Get out and start shooting you animal!” I said as he went out.

When he left I was jumping up and down this was the best day of my life.

© jongseongdrafts 🗯️

[hiranandanihospitalpowai]

All about Kidney Infection by Dr L H Hiranandani Hospital Kidney

In this article we’re going to see what kidney infection is, its causes, symptoms and natural treatments one can implement in their own lives. To start with, kidney infection also known as pyelonephritis, is a medical condition which occurs because of the inflammation in one or other kidneys. This disease is the silent killer in the human body caused by the bacterial infection. Inflammation occurs due to a specific type of UTI (Urinary Tract Infection) which begins in the urethra and bladder, then slowly travels to the kidney, eventually leading to severe discomfort when left untreated. Ignoring below mentioned symptoms and warning signs may lead to a bigger issue. Kidney’s job is to regulate what’s in the blood, make sure electrolytes are steady or regulate overall amount of water and they even make hormones.

Types of Kidney Infection :-

Chronic Kidney Disease: CKD, is a disease that develops over a timespan of 3 months.

Acute Kidney Injury: Decrease in kidney injury, that occurs less than 3 months.

Glomerulonephritis: Inflammation of glomeruli, the tiny filters in the kidney can be acute or chronic which may be caused by infections, autoimmune diseases or other factors.

Polycystic Kidney Disease (PKD): It is another genetic disorder, formed by fluid filled cyst in the kidneys causing enlargement and impairment of function.

Kidney Stones: These are the hard substances that take a solid formation in the kidney, can lead to severe pain and obstruction of urine flow.

Urinary Tract Infection: Infections in the urinary tract if left untreated can cause various damage to the kidney.

Nephrotic Syndrome: This happens when there are a group of symptoms, swelling, high cholesterol often lead to potential kidney damage.

Renal Artery Stenosis: Here, arteries narrow down to a level where it may cause hypertension and kidney damage.

Interstitial Nephritis: In this one type, inflammation in kidney tubules and surrounding structure is caused by autoimmune disease or medications.

Hemolytic Uremic Syndrome (HUS): In this condition a patient faces kidney failure because of the bacterial strains from the kidney infection.

Alport Syndrome: It’s a kind of genetic disorder, glomerular basement membrane which results in severe kidney damage and hearing loss.

Diabetic Nephropathy: Kidney damage, which happens in individuals with poorly controlled blood sugar levels in the body.

Hypertensive Nephropathy: It is a kind of kidney damage which is caused by prolonged high blood pressure.

Cystinosis: Is a rare genetic disorder that accumulates cystine crystals in different organs including kidneys.

Causes of Kidney Infection :-

Most people with early CKD have very few symptoms, if you are too concerned about the same you should get your test done. For most people it is caused by diabetes, high blood pressure or high cholesterol. In diabetes high blood sugar or high glucose makes the filtering units in the kidney to get blocked up and work less well and also affects the blood vessels. In high blood pressure or people with high cholesterol, again the blood vessels in the kidney tend to get narrowed and furred up which makes the kidney less good for getting rid of waste products. Inflammatory diseases where there is inflammation in the kidney sometimes called Glomerulonephritis can also attack the kidneys and cause chronic kidney disease.

And there’s one actually very common inherited disease called Polycystic Kidney Disease (PKD) which can cause chronic kidney disease and slowly progress damage. Up to 10% of people have this disease, blockage in the kidney can also lead to CKD. Blockages in the kidney for example caused by kidney stones can also lead to CKD, this is more unusual and finally long term use of some medicines can also lead to slowly progressive chronic damage. If you need them for other conditions you should have got your other blood test from renowned specialists of Dr. LH Hiranandani Hospital.

Symptoms To Look For :-

Let’s Look For Some Warning Signs from the viewpoints of Dr Sujit Chatterjee CEO at Dr. L H Hiranandani Hospital :

Pain in the abdomen, especially in the back

Fever

Chills

Sometimes, Burning Sensation the urine and other urinary problems.

Insufficient hydration or lack of fluid could be one of the major reasons for kidney problems. Lack of water and its substitute can make room for a lot of fatal issues including sharp-ended kidney stones, chronic diseases, and attract kidney infections. Body’s inability to flush out the toxins can cause imbalance and obstruction in the body’s regular functioning.

These symptoms occur more commonly in diabetics but they can occur in non diabetics also. Usually the on-set is acute which means they start suddenly without much warning signals, and they progress rapidly and the patient becomes very debilitated and weak and they can come to the hospital for immediate treatment, Dr. L H Hiranandani Hospital Kidney transplant unit, doctors professionally examine the patients, do some urine tests and blood tests and also an ultrasound of the abdomen. Confined analysis of the report, all together leads to a conclusion of the problem.

Natural Treatments

Here are some beneficial tips shared by professionals at Dr L H Hiranandani Hospital Kidney care unit on how to hydrate the body healthily to prevent excessive pressure on the kidney.

> Having water in the morning clears bowels and flushes out the toxins effectively. This is a practice everyone should follow, first after waking up. Consume this magic venugree drink to kickstart your day. Soak one tablespoon of fenugreek seed overnight. In the morning, bowl it in a glass of water and add a little pinch of salt or lemon for the taste.

> Hydration at a regular interval is very much required to see that the body functions well and kidneys are kept healthy. One can forget to drink even water in the middle of an ongoing work cycle or during your regular household work. Hence, keep a blissful splashy water bottle with you all the time.

> To make it more exciting, you can add refreshing cucumber, cool lemon slices, revitalizing mint, aromatic ginger and sip this refreshing drink at a regular interval. This delicious drink will help you remove all the toxins and help in healthy kidney function.

> Hydration through meals: Make sure that your food also has a sufficient amount of water. Be mindful of including soups, dals or anyone brought in your meal. This will help in a better digestion and absorption of your nutrients. Consuming buttermilk at lunch time has proved to be wonderful. It really helps the kidney, it even helps the bladder. In buttermilk you can add coriander, and pepper to boost the taste, which would even be healthy for your system. In the buttermilk, instead of sticking regular salt or refined salt, better have rock salt (sendha namak), that pink rock salt, that would be very good for your health.

> Sipping Substitute tea and coffee with certain drinks. Opt for healthier alternatives for tea and coffee like green tea or fresh unsweetened juices. These will not only rejuvenate you but also detoxify your overall system. One can opt for any green tea variants to refresh after a midday slump. Parsley tea could be another very healthy substitute for tea and coffee. Here, understand how to make it, bowl parsley for 5–7 minutes on a medium flame and then strain it and add lemon and honey and drink it warm. If you don’t have parsley, you can have lemon grass.

> Switch to Healthy and Hydrating Snacks: Unsweetened smoothies powered by nuts and natural fructose are also good options to keep yourself hydrated. This would also serve a mood enhancer and a good snack in the midday hours.

At Dr. L H Hiranandani Hospital, we offer comprehensive assistance for all the healthcare covering all the emergent services. Our kidney transplant program is here to solve all the end stage requirements.

Conclusion:

Water does more for our body than we give credit for so right hydration is a key for better and happier health. Person should drink water when they are thirsty or see to it the moment you wake up in the morning, you have a glass of warm water and at night also before sleeping you must have a glass of warm water. In the morning, after the warm water a person should have a healthy drink which we have mentioned or have a milk with a pinch of haldi in it.

At Dr. L H Hiranandani Hospital, our dedication and competence has helped many patients recover. We are done talking about kidney infections, for any confusion or query you can reach out to the professionals.

[drnitinlashkari]

How to Get the Best Our Of Your Visit to the Doctor or Urologist

Anyone whether male or female can develop heath related problems. Though most of us visit doctors, only a few among us knows how to get the most out of our visit. We follow blindly what the doctor says and never really ask too many questions. Though one should believe in the ability of the doctor, on the other hand, one must know how to get most from your visit to the urologist.

Best approach for consulting an urologist:

If you have to visit urologist due to some reasons then you should prepare a list of doubts to vaporize and series of questions to ask from him. The following questions and tips will help you get maximum out from the appointment. Here the points listed to get started:

1) Be detailed in conveying medical history

Doctor can help you only if you tell the doctor as many things as you can in a as detailed and specific manner as possible. Tell them how many times you urinate a night? If you feel a burning sensation or pain while urinating? Has blood ever come in your semen or urine? Is it hard for you to urinate? Always remember, doctor will be making his assumptions or offering you best option in terms of treatment on the basis how correctly, precisely and in a detailed manner you convey your problem to him. Urologist in Kota

2) Describe your life style

Don't hesitate to tell about sex life with partner as these things will only help a doctor in offering you the best treatment option. Do tell doctor about your marital status, how active you are and of how much importance your sex life to you after the treatment and how this problem is creating problems in your life currently.

3) Ask a series of questions

Even doctor knows there are countless questions and doubts hitting your brain every second. On the instance, you hardly recall few questions and many things remain unanswered. So it is always a better option to pen down the series of questions/ doubts and clear them when you visit doctor. Though the questions vary from person to person but a few common are listed out here: Best Urologist in Kota

If you have prostate cancer:

a) Is my prostate enlarged?

b) If I don't have prostate cancer then why are the same symptoms showing?

c) Do I have prostate cancer?

d) At what stage is my prostate cancer (if you have)?

e) If I have prostate cancer, will my testicle removed or can be treated?

f) How the problem does arose?

g) If it is not the cancer, what are you basing this judgement on?

h) What if on later stages, it is discovered I don't had cancer?

General questions:

a) Will my age, health and medical condition affect treatment?

b) Are my symptoms general or require specific treatment?

c) If don't like to receive treatment, what can be the consequences (short term and long term)?

d) What are the various treatment options available to me?

e) What is the best treatment option available to me?

f) What are the benefits and side effects (if any) of these treatment options?

g) Which treatment options will be best suited to my life style?

h) What kind of tests will be done?

i) What these tests will tell me about my condition?

j) How much I need to pay for the various treatment options?

k) Will the treatment options have any effects on my ongoing medication (if any)?

l) Does treatment requires surgery or can be just treated with medication?

If surgery is only the option:

Pre surgical questions you need to ask:

a) Do I need to get hospitalized, for how long if treatment requires surgery?

b) Can changing my routine help me to overcome the disease?

c) What type of anaesthesia will be given? General or Local

d) For how many hours will the operation continue?

e) What kind of operation will it be? Major or minor?

f) Will sutures or staples be used and for what reasons?

g) Can I get measurement of my LH levels and testosterone before my surgery?

h) Can you recommend a second option for me?

i) If I need my records, X-rays or scans, then whom should I contact?

j) Can I cross consult your judgement with other doctors?

k) What will be the cost for surgery and hospitalization?

Post-surgery questions:

a) How I will feel after the surgery (if surgery is only the alternative)?

b) Will surgery affect my sex life afterwards?

c) What extra precautions I need to take while treatment is going on?

d) How much recuperation period is required after the treatment?

e) Under what circumstances the symptoms (if treatment for which you opt for doesn't provide permanent cure)?

f) What of kind of medication will be available for post?

Surgery pain?

g) Should I rub vitamin E on scar?

h) Can I resume my daily activities after the treatment, the way I use to carry at present?

i) Will the surgery affect my working capability?

[chalkeater]

my current discord icon im using for maybe the rest of pride month taken from this art

(DONT USE AS YOUR ICON!! because this is mine and the art was made for ME)

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I do not think you understand....how much I NEED to see a forgiveness path for the entrapment short ! They NEED to be okay, really OKAY. I NEED THEM TO BE TRULY OKAY IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT ! *cries for those stupid babeys and their issues.*

[Oh, this? You guys want a follow-up, huh? Huh? Well guess what, lucky for you, I thought about it some more and an idea began to form, so here I am, writing it down. Congration, you done it.

No warnings for this one, other than previous unwilling vore, aftereffects of prolonged entrapment, and things being a little angsty, mostly at the start. Putting a cut because, again, long (word count of ~1.5k). not me crying at my own writing. I blame you guys /lh]

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You're sitting still, reading I think--or maybe just letting your mind wander--when it happens. Your breath hitches, then goes back to a steady flow for a few moments before breaking into a small sob. The walls shudder around me where I lean against them, resting my eyes (not that they have much to rest from, here in the dark). I find myself idly wondering what's on your mind.

"Hey... dear? A-are you.. doing alright in there?"

"...Mmh." You always ask me that. The answer is always the same. Physically, I'm fine. Mentally? ...Well, my verbal response is a pretty good indicator.

Your voice breaks a little as you continue. "You know I l-love you, right? Please, talk to me. I- I miss you."

"..." I can't. I can't bring myself to. I lay limply against your front, where I can faintly feel the barest press of your fingertips.

"I know you're right there, r-right here with me, but. I miss you. Please, please say something. I love you, I can't..." you trail off, breathing shaky. Waiting for something, anything. I roll slightly more onto my side.

On my face, silent tears trail through the ever-present fluids. Despite everything, I still love you too. But I can't. Whatever you want from me, I can't give it. You've already taken all that I am for yourself. And at this point, I have little hope of ever getting it back.

As the seconds pass on with still no reply, you slowly fall further into your misery, your sobs wracking my surroundings with convulsions, almost tossing me around as I brace against my chosen corner of the space. Somehow, the convulsions only get stronger, until I find myself squeezed tightly, being pushed up, up. ...Up?

I can't focus through all the commotion that follows, but I think I may know what's happening. Somehow, that tiny spark of hope that remained finds it in itself to reignite, if only a little.

Soon, but what feels like ages later, I enter a slightly more open space once more. I taste the change in the air, see flickers of light play against my eyelids. Before I can process this, what little change has come to my previously stagnant environment, I am sliding forward, falling. A blast of cold shocks my system, light burning my eyes as they fly open. I can't breathe. A short drop into gentle hands knocks the rest of the wind out of me. I gasp in the sweet, fresh air and break out coughing.

Eventually, I regain my senses enough to find myself being cradled against your chest, careful fingertips running down my back. You make quiet shushing noises in an attempt at soothing me, even as you yourself continue to shudder and hiccup. I take a deep breath, almost about to say something, but the state of my throat stops me from doing so. I think I’ll stay put for a minute. I need time to recover.

A while of sitting in your palms, my face buried in your chest with closed fists positioned to block out a bit of the glare, allows us both the time to calm down a little. Slowly, slowly, I push away from your front. Your hands still around me as finally, I look up. Squinting into the brightness, for the first time in ages, I meet your gaze. In it, I find not hunger, nor fear, nor blinding desperation, but sadness. Worry. Just a hint of fondness under the layers of concern.

Ah. There you are, love.

I try to speak, say something, like you wanted, but all I can manage is a croak. I shiver, nestling back into your hands. Not nearly as warm as what I’ve grown accustomed to lately, but certainly much better than the cool air brushing past my soaked form. You let out a quiet little ‘ah!’ and gently press me back to your sternum as you race off to go find a towel, careful not to jostle me too much. I wait out the ride with my eyes shut, simply watching my blend of emotions swirl without putting too much consideration into any of them.

I feel rough fabric draped across my back, its course texture countered by the soft touch you use to dry me off with. Halfway through, I grab the edge, making you stop, and start to dry myself off instead, hoping you’ll get the message. Luckily, it seems you do. You let go of the washcloth and awkwardly hold me out in front of you, glancing away. As I finish, I wrap the little towel around my shoulders and stare up at you, expression carefully blank.

“So, um.” You’re at a loss for words, unable to meet my eyes for more than a few seconds at a time. “W-... What now?”

“You could put me down,” I rasp. You flinch. Rather dramatically, I might add, shaken by the movement.

“Sorry, sorry. I, uh.” It’s clear to me what you’re hesitating about. Hard to forget what happened last time I made this specific request. Seriously though, it’s not like I could run away. It’d probably take a few minutes to even stand up straight. Spending (what, days? Weeks? Had to be at least weeks. Months, even? Doubtful, but not impossible) in a belly does not exactly do wonders for one’s motor skills.

With a sigh, I turn to look at one of the fingers fencing me in, forming a semicircle around my back. I absently run a hand down its length. “Please,” I add. Glancing back at you, I catch as you drop that pleading look that snuck its way onto your face. (Why, oh why did I have to fall so deeply for your stupid, adorable face?)

Finally, with no small amount of reluctance, you set me ever-so-delicately down on the surface in front of you. Physically, it’s much less comfortable than your hands, but I still feel some tension drain out of my posture when I’m supported by something other than you alone. Even with your hands settled palm-down on either side of me, ready to catch or grab or what-have-you, it’s nice to be free of your touch after all this time. Free. I’m- I’m free.

I huff. Just the tiniest little laugh of relief. You blink, unable to quite interpret such a small movement from someone of my scale. Hunching slightly to tower over me just a bit less, you clear your throat. “Is there anything I could, uh, get for you? Do you- do you want.. anything?”

I open my mouth, pause, and follow you in clearing my throat. “Food.” That was a little better. “Food would be nice.” It feels like it’s been so long since I’ve had food that was truly fresh. 

“Oh! Y-yeah, um. Any, uh, kind in particular?”

“Fruit? ...Bread.” Hard to have bread when everything’s soaked by the time it gets to you. “Or something cold. Er- not too cold.” I’m still a little cold, and not exactly in the mood for cuddles to warm up.

“Okay. Okay, yeah, we can do that,” you say, scooping me up without a second thought. I shudder. Gah, we’ll.. We’ll have to work on that.

“Water,” I pipe up suddenly. Gods, how long has it been since I’ve had some decent freaking water?

“That too,” you sigh, on the edge of a chuckle.

As you walk, I turn to look out at our shared living space. It’s easy to forget how absolutely massive everything is when stuck in a tiny room for gods know how long. As much as the potential falls from such great heights are a frightening prospect, I can’t wait to go exploring again. Rediscover all the nooks and crannies I’ve personalized to my tastes. Made my own. My own little spots of privacy and respite. Mine. You’d better not have messed with them, else you may find needle-holes in all your clothing. I can’t quite hold back a snort at the thought.

You glance down again at the brief jolt of my body. I look up at you, to which you give a nervous little smile in response. I lean back into your chest, tired, but feeling hopeful for whatever may come next. Your expression softens, and slowly, I smile back--just a little, weary turn at the corners of my mouth.

Watching the light flood back into your eyes, I remember every little thing that made me fall for you. I hide my face against the warmth of your body to hold back the tide of emotion. Doing this, I hear your heartbeat, and it strikes me just how quiet it is out here. Especially as it speeds up under my touch. It seems I have failed to accomplish my goal, as I feel heat begin to spread across my face.

Ah well, that’s alright. We’re alright. ...We’re alright. It’ll take some doing, but we can go back to normal, and we’ll be alright, my love.

“I missed you too,” I murmur. You hold me a little tighter, and I find that I don’t mind quite as much as I thought.

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Good End: Complete

Maybe not Best End, but definitely up there. They’ve got some trauma to work through but it’s fiiiiiiiine. Pred takes ages to be able to put the prey down for more than 5 minutes without getting overwhelming anxiety, prey takes ages to be able to even be near the pred while they’re eating, y’know, normal things.

Maybe someday, they’ll be able to play their respective roles again, but not anytime soon, if they know what’s good for them.

Hope you enjoyed! I wrote this in one day, wooooooo

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DNI NSFW blogs, blogs that post exclusively hard and/or fatal vore, weight gain blogs, mpreg blogs, proshippers, TERFs, ace exclusionists, etc.

[topharryficfest]

Thank you to everyone who has participated and followed along with the first round of the THFF! It has been a pleasure getting to host a number of wonderful authors who have done an amazing job of creating works that go against tradition, to see readers praise dynamics they never anticipated and to expand their perceptions and interests, and to successfully curate a fest that abandons all expectations of what it means to be a top. We couldn't have done it without the support of all of you, so thank you!

Under the cut you will find all of the incredible fics from Round 1. Please remember to leave comments and kudos to show each author how appreciated they are!

Until next time, happy reading! ♡

Between Two Lungs by @hershelsue/docklands

5k | Harry/Louis

Harry and Louis are graduating from medical school. There’s a big party and everyone has big expectations. All of Harry’s are exceeded when Louis remembers him from a long time ago. They fuck.

The Air From My Lungs by @larrysballetslippers/Kikiberoski16

5k | Harry/Louis

“Please… Louis, please, help me,” Harry whispered. Begging was even more embarrassing, but he couldn’t endure it anymore.

Louis hummed.

“Help with what?”

‘I don’t know.’

“Why are you shaking so much?”

‘I don’t know.’

“And why are you getting so hard?”

Or, Harry doesn't like to take showers in public for reasons he isn't willing to share, until Louis, the hot football captain, rocks his whole world.

Lonely Shadow Dancers by @ohpleaselarry/ohpleaselarry

20k | Harry/Louis

“Mm,” Harry’s arms circle him, and their fumbling somehow turns into a cuddle session, “still can’t believe we’re here together.”

Growing up with someone, one tends to become used to another. Used to the mannerisms and personality of them. Used to the changes and the things that stay the same.

Harry hit puberty and sprung up into this cheeky curly flirt of an alpha and Louis still hasn’t found the time to get used to it. His stomach flutters and he bites back a stupid smile and wonders if he ever will.

Or

Canon compliant..if H&L grew up together in a a/b/o world

Pimp it! by @teamlouis2022/teamlouis

3k | Harry/Louis

“My nails are still wet, Lou,” he hissed when Louis sucked a bruise under his ear. “If you could just wait like, ten minutes, before making me feel better so I don’t ruin my manicure. Please.”

“Keep your hands to yourself then,” Louis shrugged. “You don’t have to touch.”

Harry really wanted to object, but there was something about the way Louis had said it… A bit teasing, a bit dominant, overall challenging. Harry didn’t have more time to think about it because Louis was already nibbling at his neck. So he kept his hands by his sides, letting Louis suck small bruises on his pale skin.

Or the one where Harry’s nails are still wet when Louis gets home from work horny as fuck

Bluebirds Fly by @lh-home/lhhome

2k | Harry/Orville Peck

Orville would laugh at the cheeky brat for that if he weren't so turned on by it. The words go right to Orville’s dick and he finally lets go of his cock as Harry leans over him to open the drawer in the vanity behind him, deliberately leaning his chest near Orville’s mouth. As Orville reaches up to grab at Harry’s breasts, Harry pulls back with a bottle of lube and some condoms in his hand. It’s Orville’s turn to scowl, holding his mask’s fringe to the left dramatically as he does. He knows he looks scary, but the teasing brat just giggles and pokes his tongue out. “Now, cowboy, no touching these goods right now or we’ll never get to anything else.”

Orville gets railed by his little bluebird on Harryween.

Full Plate, Don't Wait by @stylesthebrave/stylesthebrave

4k | Harry/Louis

To celebrate the end of the school year, Harry, Louis, and their co-workers go out for a celebratory dinner. Things don’t go quite as planned.

You and Me Got a Whole Lot of History by @littleroverlouis

6k | Harry/Louis

Harry is a ‘born-lucky’ immortal, happily coasting through life as he finds himself back in Burlington, Vermont. His life has been full of fun and excitement, but he lost his one great love three hundred years ago in New Orleans.

He never anticipated a reunion with his lost love in a Trader Joe’s, until he comes face to face with a very angry and apparently, very immortal Louis.

lovers to enemies to lovers with a shot of immortality

don’t know why but it feels so right to me by @cinemastan/Katnisspotter1

3k | Harry/Louis

Louis is an alpha who wants to court Harry the old-fashioned way. The problem is, Harry’s not one to be courted. He’d rather do the courting.

she makes you want her love by @non-binharry/enbyharry

2k | Harry/Louis

"We'll just go swim in our pants and knickers then."

"You know I am not dressed for the occasion. My bollocks will fall out before I even make it into the water and they'll arrest me and make me spend a year in an Italian prison. Which is great for me but I'm not so sure you'll fare as well." Harry says.

Louis cackles. "Well I can't have you going to prison then. You'll leave me for a man called Giuseppe and I'll have no choice but to live with it."

Harry nods his head solemnly. "Thank you for understanding."

dip you in honey by @eeveelou/delsicle

28k | Harry/Louis

Princess Harry, the pearl of England, is set to be married to the youngest prince of France in just six months. Anxious about his performance on his wedding night, he enlists the help of his loyal handmaiden Louis to help him practice everything he needs to know

Omega/Omega AU

it gets dark by @finelinegynandromorph

98k | Harry/Louis

“I feel like a pin-up of everything I should be at 27,” Louis confesses after a moment. He glances quickly to Harry, concerned he hasn’t phrased himself properly, but she just nods with empathy. And Louis always forgets, he supposes, how Harry really does understand, even if they’re coming at it from different places. They orbit each other, swimming after associations the other never wanted—they always have, and as Louis stands here biting his lip and feeling overcome by stepping into the costume society expected him to pull on as his everyday skin, he realizes that Harry might be the person who understands that best in the world.

or

harry’s a drag queen and louis’ been in love with her for years. an unexpected ode to femininity, in all of its complexity

Jasmine & Lavender. by @styleslune

8k | Harry/Louis

Harry placed the book back on the desk and grabbed the candle box. It was simple white packaging, no labels on the outside. He opened the box and found a beautiful purple jar with a golden rope on top.

Harry opened the jar and brought the candle to his nose to smell its scent. He felt goosebumps all over his body when the fragrance filled his nostrils.

A mixture of Jasmine and Lavender.

Or Harry struggled with love his whole life, but finally met the right person.

out of my head and into yours by @jishlerfics/jishler

7k | Harry/Louis

It drove Harry crazy, the way his hand could make contact with Louis’ clothing and then travel and travel inwards through empty space, before meeting the warmth of his body. Harry lived in those moments of suspension, anticipation, and died every time his hand made contact through clothes with the dip of his waist, the curve of his back, the softness of his tummy. He made a fist in the material under his palm. Then he let it go before running his hand up Louis’ side, over his chest, pressing down hard.

Or: Harry comes home at two in the morning.

Death By a Thousand Cuts by @princelyharry

3k | Harry/Louis

It only took a funeral and camping trip for Harry to confess his undying love for one Louis Tomlinson.

Every night, I've got you in my arms. by @monamourstyles

9k | Harry/Louis

Watching H drive has always been attractive for Louis. She looked sexy while focusing on the road, her perfectly manicured hands firmly wrapped around the wheel. That night, however, H was visibly worked up. She was driving with a hand on the wheel and the other between her legs, touching herself through her pants. 

That's how Louis discovered his newest turn-on.

Louis made sure to keep his face disinterested until the very last moment, but as soon as H unlocked the front door, Louis gave in. He let H be in command.

Or

Harry's bigender, but only tops on days he feels like a girl. Today is a girl day.

Maybe Tomorrow? by @lh-home/lhhome

13k | Harry/Louis, Marcel/Louis, Harry/Harry

Louis resumes walking towards his apartment, lost in thoughts of Harry and how much he wishes he could just ignore his insecurities and also skip over the part where he has to figure out if Harry could even feel the same way as Louis does without ruining their friendship and just get to a part where they are together. It’s only as he is in bed and drifting off to sleep with images of a laughing Harry that Louis realises that he never told Niall his name.

Where I’m Meant To Be by @halohamilton /Halos_boat

6k | Harry/Louis

Harry and Louis have been sleeping together casually for a while. As two Alphas they never wanted to define it as anything more. When Louis helps Harry out with his rut so he can get it done in time for his exam, they're forced to face feelings they were habouring for a while.

I’m Resistant but Going Down with a Ship by @adoremelikeasunflower19/adoremelikeasunflower

60k | Harry/Louis

When Harry comes back to his hometown for the first time in a long time, he expects to almost drown in nostalgia and longing. What he does not expect, is his path crossing with his former best friend - Louis. It's been years since their goodbye and although most of the wounds have healed and the pain become dull, there is still a lot to unpack and process. They slowly find their way back to each other, talk through undiscussed emotions, and painful memories.

We Can Get Together by @tommokat

4k | Harry/Louis

Louis tries his best to not have regrets in life. Or rather, he tries not to regret decisions he’s made with logic and reason. It seems he's found the decision that finally makes him question it all, however. Because logic and reason meant the best way to make it across the country for his cousin’s wedding in the middle of the summer was a Greyhound bus. If only he had chosen a bus that didn’t leave at 2 in the morning.

Pace Yourself by @kenniewen

3k | Harry/Louis

Harry is an open person, especially when it comes to kink. After multiple doms of multiple genders and even a polyamorous agreement for a few months, there’s little Harry is yet to try. But, today he’s trying something new. Topping.

OR: Harry’s never topped before, Louis’ got a bit of a virginity kink.

Caught In Between Love by @larrysballetslippers/Kikiberoski16

9k | Harry/Louis/OMC

He kissed Harry’s lips, soft and fleeting. Louis didn’t waste any time and went down, kissing Harry’s neck, chest, abs and lower abdomen. Harry panted quietly, but he was sure he could come right away. He hasn’t been touched for such a long time that any physical contact was now feeling magnified.

“Can I have a kiss too?” Andrew whimpered in the background.

Or Harry had a crush on Andrew, his co-worker, for a few months, but when he meets Louis, the handsome BDSM club owner, everything changes.

this body by @finelinegynandromorph

16k | Harry/Louis

“I guess I’ve pegged myself, though—does that count?”

Nell and Suraiya lean their heads together to confer in exaggerated whispers while Harry tucks one leg behind the other, trying as hard as he can to not vividly imagine hot Louis Tomlinson from work stretched out with a dildo up his ass.

“The information about your self-pleasure is appreciated, but we’re defining pegging as something you receive from someone else,” Suraiya clarifies with an authoritative nod. Harry grins in Louis’ direction and Louis raises his hands in admission. “One day, I’d love to,” he says to a round of encouraging cheers from around the circle.

Harry tries not to choke on his beer when Louis winks at him from across the fire.

or, louis wants to be pegged. harry helps him out

as if life were invented for my love by @polaroidlouis/daffodilsforlou

3k | Harry/Louis

He was such a cliché. A MILF thirsting for her pool boy.

you were right in front of me by @non-binharry/enbyharry

7k | Harry/Louis

“Are you hungry?” Louis asks, scrolling through her recent texts to find her groupchat with Niall and Zayn. She taps on the thread labeled Huey, Dewey, and Louis, thumb hovering over the keyboard. Water curves down the nape of her neck, accumulating into her clavicle like an anticipatory sweat.

“Depends. Was that a euphemism?”

“No, but it could be," Louis says.

or

Harry is a service top, and Louis is her adoring butch daddy.

[showf4lls]

⎼ FLUFF ALPHABET [I, J, L]; CSCOOP

genre !! fluff, drabbles, headcanons

cw !! substance use [marijuana]

check out the event here!

I - I love you [how fast would they say ‘i love you’?]

it would be a while before cooper considered saying it. it would take some big feelings for cooper to trust someone enough to date them, along with his whole hesitation to trust that anything is going to last. once you start dating, he takes his time settling into it. months go by before he really starts to get comfortable in the idea of you sticking around - of you being a permanent fixture in his life. and he just gets so content with you being a part of his everyday. you come over and hang out, you’ll get food together or go skating or exploring or cause general mischief, you’ll game together, you’ll smoke together. and then, one day after you’ve left, he’s sitting on the couch, just comfily wallowing in his high. and he can’t stop thinking about you. he thinks about all the things you’ve done together, and all the things the future holds. he doesn’t notice the dopey smile curving his lips until sam, who’s on the other couch, points it out. “what are you smiling about?”

and cooper’s head snaps up and it hits him like a fucking bus. “i think i love them-”

J - Jealousy [how jealous do they get? how do they act when they’re jealous?]

cooper doesn’t really strike me as the jealous type. he’s very secure in your relationship and the fact that you won’t leave him for someone else. you guys are super close, able to read each other just by looking at one another. he knows that you would never cheat on him, and he makes sure that you know the opposite of that as well. that being said, just because he doesn’t get jealous doesn’t mean he doesn’t get angry. he doesn’t care if people disrespect him; what bothers him is when people think they get to make you uncomfortable for the sake of “being forward.” cooper does not stand for other people treating you poorly. zero tolerance for anything that makes you second-guess being there. it definitely comes across as him being jealous, but you know better. if some rando is all up in your personal bubble and you look uncomfortable, like you’re searching for some kind of out, cooper won’t hesitate to slide in and save you. arm around your shoulder, he’ll push the other person back with a hand to their shoulder. “hey man, i think it’s time to step off.” once the situation has been handled [no matter how gritty], he’ll always check on you afterwards, offering to take you home and just watch a movie instead of hanging out wherever you are.

L - Little Ones [how are they around kids? do they want kids?]

coop would be impartial to kids. doesn’t hate them but doesn’t care much for them either. he’s pretty decent with kids! pretty passive and laid back, but really encouraging at the same time. he would always entertain the kids when they asked him to play in the moments where he felt like it, and he’s definitely one to tell the little ones when they’re doing great or, if not, how to fix/improve in what they’re doing. usually on the sidelines though; think cool cousin energy.

for his own kids - again, he’d be impartial. it would be something that either you’d have to decide and make a point out of telling him, or something that would happen without any planning. i can see him being really good with his own kids as well! he wouldn’t realize how excited he was or how much he wanted his own kids until he had a real opportunity to have them. then he’d be super down. horrendously, atrociously down. as down as one can possibly be /lh. he’ll be super active in their lives. [for the sake of the headcanons, let’s assume that he has multiple little babies running around with you, okay?] his kids are in clubs? he’s figuring out how to pitch in. there’s a PTA meeting next week? he’ll be there early. his kids play sports? best believe he’s driving them to every practice, bringing snacks for the team, and showing up to every single game with a camera. and, of course, he turns them into little skaters.

[s4turns-r1ngs]

MCYT - School Stress

Pronouns: they/them

Summary: Testing coming up and you are Not Prepared. Good thing you have your friend to calm you down.

Pairings: (platonic) Tommy + Reader

Warnings: Panic Attack (? I don't know how well I wrote it, but it's there), Stress with School, Swearing

[a/n] - this past school year was SHIT for me, so i wrote this thing, which is essentially me trying to cope with whatever the fuck happened to be honest. still don't understand quadratics. what the fuck is quadratics. i know literally nothing about them. hope this makes some people feel better about their experiences with school. :)((user/n) is whatever you wish to go by on the internet)

Word Count: This literally isn't going to say anything until I finally stop writing on mobile.

>—————————×××—————————<

child >:]

hey (user/n) wanna stream later??

aww sorry m8. i gotta lot of school shit to do. maybe later tho

damn. its fine dw i can ask someone else good luck on the school shit :)

thanks tomathy :]

np

×××××

You sigh as you drop down your phone, trying to focus on the notes lying out in front of you.

Testing was coming up, and you weren't prepared at all. What does half of this stuff even mean? Why the fuck do you need to know quadratics?? Huh??? At this point, you could barely recall what 2 + 2 is. Fish??

You subconsciously notice that your breathing was beginning to quicken.

Breathe.

You need to calm down if you're even gonna want to focus on this stuff. You could always ask one of your school friends, but you doubt they'd even be up this late anyway. Tommy said he was streaming, and you didn't want to bother him or anyone else.

Oh god, what if you completely fail the tests? Would you have to repeat? You've never had to do that. What would your parents think? What would your friends think? They'd all move on without you. They'd forget about you. You'd be all alone. You-

You slam your head down on the desk in front of you, trying to focus on your breathing. Again.

Looking up at the nearby clock, you find that nearly an hour has passed since you'd last touched the notes. Oh.

Tommy was live, right? Maybe you could just watch him stream. Yeah, that should calm you down a little. Help you focus, y'know? Hopefully.

Opening up your laptop, you pull up his stream. Your ears are immediately graced with the oh so pleasant sound of his yelling, watchingmas he's knocked off a bridge in what you believe is a game of BedWars.

With a small smile, you pull the laptop close to you, notes forgotten momentarily.

(User/N): L

talkedjupiter78: L

KatieWasFound: (User/N)!!! hi!!! :D

regie19: lmao

undernite: (user/n) hello

melllohii: (USER/N) HELLO!! HOW ARE YOU DO YOUR SHOES NEED SHINING

Feonix: (User/N)!!

You laugh as Tommy's chat begins to spam your username. Tommy groans again, as he is once again knocked into the void.

Sparing a glance at his chat, he notices you username with a smile. "Ah, (User/N)! Nice of you to join us! You finally finish your 'school shit' or whatever you called it?"

You frowned. Opening up Discord, you decide to just hope in the VC he's 'chilling' (if you would even call it that, given all the yelling) in.

"Yo." You say, pushing the computer back. You move some of the papers around your desk.

"Hello- WHAT THE FUCK!" Hah. He probably fell into the void again.

The sudden shout makes you burst into laughter.

"Hey! Stop laughing, bitch! You're the one who was doing school work!"

You groan, trying (and succeeding, hopefully) to hide your internal panic. "Ugh. Don't remind me. I barely even understand half this shit. Fuckin' shapes and shit. Lines. Formulas. Other shit that probably isn't even that important."

"Sounds complicated."

"Fuck you."

"That was uncalled for."

"Whatever."

×××××

The two of you talked for a little bit longer, talking about topics completely unrelated to school, thankfully. (You think Tommy was doing that on purpose, so you honestly need to find some way to thank him for it.)

You then decided that you should really get back to studying, to which his chat was really sad about. Saying goodbye to his chat (and the Big Man himself), you exit Discord and close your laptop.

It wasn't too long before you got fed up with studying again. You just decide you're gonna head to bed. Hopefully, you'll be in a better mood tomorrow, and then you'll actually get something done.

×××××

With you out of the Discord call, Tommy turned to his camera.

"Alright, chat, serious talk from Big Man TommyInnit time. Need to ask a favour of you guys..."

×××××

You woke up.

Staring at the ceiling, you decide that you still aren't in the mood for studying.

You need to, though.

But maybe you could just scroll through Twitter or something before hand.

Upon opening the app, you're flooded instantly with words of appreciation. You begin to tear up. Why...?

Tommy.

He must've told his stream about all the stress you were under. With a smile you open up your messaging app.

child :]

bitch.

no <3

whatever. thanks, ig :rolling_eyes_emoji: /lh

np :)

[himbo-only-zone]

Can you do Rantaro fluff alphabet?

rantaro amami || fluff alphabet

Me? Getting a post out? Woah- /lh. Anyway, of course I can! Here ya go! Sorry if it's out of character, I've never written for him before! I'm glad I was able to, though!

- Mod Anna

a. attractive. what does he find attractive about you? he loves your hands, they fit perfectly in his. he'll kiss you knuckles happily before dragging you on, another adventure to pursue. he's excited to be anywhere with you, and knowing that you're holding his hand, by his side? that's amazing.

b. baby. would he like a family? he would! i can see him wanting to show a kid the world, point out cool things in pictures, telling wild stories about what happened while he was there. he wouldn't mind taking them on trips as well!

c. cuddle. how does he cuddle? he's usually the big spoon, and he loves you facing him. he's pretty protective, a hand usually pressed against your lower back and a soft kiss on your forehead. he's very gentle and loving with this sort of thing.

d. dates. what are dates with him like? usually you're doing something different that you haven't done before, dates are never the same. he likes to be spontaneous, but also have a little bit of an idea of what's going to happen. he likes to keep you completely in the dark, though, having you play guessing games, although he wouldn't tell you even if they're correct.

e. everything. what are you to him? (ex. you are my _____) you're his favorite adventure. out of everything he's done, everywhere he's been, the greatest adventure of all was finding out about you and learning every little thing that he's come to love.

f. feelings. when did he know he was in love? you two were on an adventure, and you were a bit scared of something, whether it be the bugs or the night. he held you close and said that you didn't have to do this for him, but you shook your head. you were dedicated, and wanted to be with him no matter what, even during a small adventure. that was enough.

g. gentle. is he gentle with you? he's pretty gentle, holding your hand with a tight enough grip not to hurt you, kisses just firm enough, and hugs just warm enough. he's very careful. he loves you more than anything, and he thinks about your well-being all the time.

h. hands. how does he like to hold hands? he likes your fingers interlocked. it doesn't have to be tight, it can even super loose. just as long as your hands are touching, he knows you're safe, and that's all he wants to know. he loves pressing kisses to your knuckles.

i. impression. what was his first impression of you? he saw that you had an interesting personality, that would match well with his own. he saw a possible future, and wanted to pursue it. he didn't waste too much time asking you out, but he did get to know you a little first.

j. jealousy. how often does he get jealous? he is a very chill person in general, so it's very unlikely that he'd get jealous. there is the occasional moment, but it's far from often. he refuses to show it, not wanting it to interrupt your relationships with other people. he wants you happy. you'll notice the little things soon, however.

k. kiss. how does he kiss? who initiated the first kiss? he's an amazing kisser. the kisses are firm, yet soft and sweet. they show his passion for you. it's always accompanied by a hand on your lower back, and the other gently cupping your cheek. to break it, he often smiles into it and stares into your eyes.

l. love. who says "i love you" first? he does. it's done when you two are on the way home from some date, his hand on your knee as he drives. at a stop light, he looks over at you and just smiles. “damn, i love you. a lot,” he says, taking your hand and kissing your knuckles.

m. memory. what's his favorite memory with you? every one. he takes pictures of every date, every little thing you two do together. he loves every moment he spends with you, and he cherishes it more than anything. all the memories with you fill him with more joy that you'd expect.

n. nickel. how much does he spend on you? well, you two share most of your money so it can go towards trips and stuff, but he makes sure to spend more than you do. you don't deserve to pay that much, he was the one who took you on all of this. he also buys you surprise souvenirs.

o. orange. what color reminds him of you? purple. it represents mystery in his eyes, and he likes to explore mystery with you. hand in hand, exploring the world together.

p. pet names. what pet names does he use? more often than not, he uses babe. it's classic, and it gets the point across. but he loves throwing in the occasional love, dear, or prince/princess. he loves seeing your reaction, it's his favorite.

q. quaint. what's a non-modern thing he does? he scrapbooks. y'know how all of his moments with you are special, and he takes pictures? all of those pictures are in a scrapbook. all of those little details are put in there, journal entries of the fun things, little pieces of leaves found where you were ... it's beautiful.

r. rainy days. what does he do with you on a rainy day? you two aren't able to get out, so the day is mostly spent laying on the couch and watching tv. you two need to rest sometimes, all of the adventuring gets tiring after a while. he has an arm tightly wrapped around you, pressing a kiss against your temple.

s. sad. how does he cheer you up? he insists on laying down with you and letting you vent about what's going on. he's stroke your cheek with one hand and hold your other one tight, listening to your every word. he wants to see you happy. you're amazing to him.

t. talking. what does he like to talk about? he likes learning about what makes you you. like your childhood, your parents, siblings if you have any. it makes him smile, knowing that you had an interesting past, no matter what it will be. and yes, he will be asking your parents for baby pictures.

u. unencumbered. what makes him relax? he likes taking soothing nature walks. he wants a house near the woods so that he can go out and relax if needed. he likes taking you with him, enjoying a comfortable silence together. it makes him feel a lot better.

v. vaunt. does he show you off? you two are a pretty loving couple in general, so yes? he doesn't really do it intentionally, but if he catches someone staring, he'll smirk happily and pull you a little closer. a quick kiss to the forehead, and he'll walk away with you in his arms. he's so happy with you.

w. wedding. when, how, and where does he propose? he would want something simple, but at a really nice place. on the top of a mountain, the view absolutely beautiful. he pulls out a ring with is extremely simple, maybe one small diamond, but it holds so much meaning. “s/o ... you know i love you. most of what i would say would be me repeating myself over and over again, but ... being your husband would be the best adventure of my life. will you marry me?”

x. xylophone. what song reminds him of you? what's your theme song? honeypie by jawny reminds him of you! your them song is desert island disk by radiohead!

y. yes. does he think about proposing to and marrying you? he would love that! going on adventures with his wife/husband/life partner? being able to call you that to people when asked? god, it'd make him feel like the best man in the world. he loves you more than anything.

z. zebra. if he could have a pet, what would he get? from such an adventurous man, you'd expect something exotic, right? hell no, he would be insistent on getting a big dog. he loves big dogs. and they're his best friend. no questions asked.

[faerielleart]

After 138, do you believe Levihan is canon?

hi anon! thank you for the question c:

to give you a really brief, straight to the point answer: yes.

i’m kinda over having to walk on eggshells because there are sensitive mfs in this fandom who get offended if you insinuate even for a second that levi and hanji love each other non-platonically just as i am kinda over having to hear the usual ramblings about how their friendship would supposedly get ruined, because somehow falling in love with your best friend is the worst thing in the world when it comes to these two characters in particular as people do not in any way keep the same energy for any other aot ship that is rooted in friendship, so yes, i will say that i absolutely consider levihan canon. in the romantic sense. romantic love is not inferior to platonic love and vice versa. i believe they are two best friends who happen to be in love with each other romantically, tried to confess in their own weird ways that were almost impossible to understand but that at the end of the day their confessions were understood by each other and that’s all that matters.

we got two characters who are canonically best friends, despite the sheer and frankly absurd number of people who are in straight denial at this very simple fact; we got a highly romantic-coded scene in 126, with hanji confessing of wanting to live with levi and if i have to be honest it’s much harder to assume such a sentence in this specific context could be taken as platonic rather than romantic because i certainly don’t go around waiting for my best friends to fall asleep before voicing my secret desires of running away and living with them and then blushing about it once i realized they were actually listening the whole time. the interpretation that hanji wanted to “live with themself” or blushed because “they were embarrassed at being caught in a moment of weakness because they were tired and voicing their tiredness” doesn’t make sense either, considering that in the uprising we got nearly the same dialogue with hanji telling levi they want to run away and levi giving them a pep talk, and there was no blushing involved. also, hanji would have no reason to blush around levi or feel embarrassment with him, they have way too much history together, are way too comfortable around each other and have seen each other at their worst too many times. we got an emotional farewell in 132 from levi, which gave us a weird reaction from hanji as if they had the sudden realization of their life in that precise moment and had to get away as quick as possible because of that realization. in the same chapter, there is a dialogue from levi which grammatically implies requited love from someone else who is not titans. you can’t really argue against grammar and yet there are some people who pull a muscle reaching to invalidate even grammar. plus, the fact that the kanji was modified in the published volume and exchanged for a kanji which is pronounced the same, has the same meaning but a much much deeper connotation of love. then, all the parallels with EM.

now, onto these parallels. i’ve seen people deny these parallels and really, it seems to me like we’re reading two different stories. let’s say, i’m an artist/writer and when i draw/write i try to communicate something, which is why the way i portray my subjects is never casual and always very calculated. let’s say, i want to create a scene between two lovers and i want to communicate their love in a way that’s clear to everyone, so i rely on romantic tropes like physicality and intimate eye contact to convey their feelings on the page. this is to say, from someone who is actually both an artist and a literature student, in a work of fiction it’s highly unlikely that such blatant parallels aren’t done on purpose. if it weren’t done on purpose, it would be mere, lazy recycling of panels, because let’s be honest here, the poses are the same, the context is the same, the words are the same.

and that’s really all i have to say on this topic. i’m obviously not in any way implying that you have to see LH as romantic, it is not my intention at all. we’re all allowed to have different interpretations of canon, god knows i do it all the time in all my fandoms. but i’d also like for people to start being more objective and less biased. because this bias, for some reason, is particularly strong when it comes to levi and hanji possibly loving each other romantically. people get weirdly defensive about this. but i stand by my point, i do believe LH is a romantic pair in canon and i gave my reasons for believing such a thing. i also stand by the fact that if any other ship, not necessarily involving L and H, i mean any other ship with any other character, had gotten the very same scenes in canon, there’d be a vast majority of people unanimously accepting it as canon, but since it’s LH there is a ✨strange reluctance✨ that i haven’t seen with any other pair in all my years of fandom.

we’re never getting a scene in which two awkward adults confess their undying love for each other kissing at sunset while shoujo bubbles, rose petals and sparkles dramatically surround them and a violin plays a romantic tune. it’s not in line with the manga nor the characters. however, we do have plenty of canon material and it’s good enough for me in its “ambiguity” which at the end of the day, isn’t ambiguity at all. an author puts ambiguity because they want to purposely create more than one interpretation, which is to say that it is, as a matter of fact, perfectly valid to see romantic tones, it’s not “reaching” or “being delusional” in any way because it was the intention of the author to begin with. If yams hadn’t wanted to create romantic tensions, he would have done so point blank. in creating an “ambiguity”, he is actively offering on a silver plate the implication that there is more than what the eye sees and reads at first in the panels and the speech bubbles, if you delve deeper into them. it’s a simple story-telling trick, i wouldn’t exactly call this “ambiguity” (which i’m even quite reluctant to define as such, as it’s quite “unambiguous” in its “ambiguity” that “disambiguates” itself. I’M DEEPLY SORRY FOR TWISTING YOUR BRAIN INTO A KNOT BUT I PROMISE THIS MAKES SENSE IN MY HEAD SJFJDMDJDJ) an example of “chekhov’s gun”, but if it’s there, it’s there for a reason.

again, thank you for your question 💜

[aria-greenhoodie]

My opinions on every Dream smp character (/rp /c! /lh) 

THIS IS NOT ABOUT THE CREATORS THIS IS ABOUT THE CHARACTERS AND THIS IS ALL SAID LIGHTHEARTEDLY!!!

Dream - die.

George - Does he even exist??? I think he just stays asleep in a shroom forest until Dream XD drags him out for “fun time.”

Sapnap - Pet Killer. >:( But is engaged to Karl and Quackity who are both cool so I guess it’s fine.

Callahan - All knowing and terrifying, but fantastic and great.

Sam - What the fuck??? Is??? Going on with this man??? He’s fucked up. I don’t think hes a bad person but he needs someone to tell him to fucking stop, because he has done bad shit, even if I dont think he’s bad, like, what in the fuck. I kinda wanna bite him.

Warden - IM SORRY IM SORRY DONT KILL ME FUCK SHIT PISS BALLS IM SOR

Sam Nook - The best Sam. I’d kill and die for him. irl. /gen. This is not a joke. I love this robot. SO MUCH. Love so muchh. <333

Alyssa - Exists? I think???

Ponk - I don’t know a lot about her but I want to know more and I know they are WONDERFUL AND DIDN’T DESERVE WHAT SAM DID TO HIM, SAM WHAT THE FUCK, THIS IS WHY YOU NEED TO BE PUT IN FUCKING LINE, PONK WAS SO NICE TO YOU EVEN AFTER ALL THAT, WHAT THE FUUUUCK

BBH - Bit fucked up. Not that pleasant.

Tommy - Big Man. Always correct. Don’t argue with me about this, I'll bite you. And he probably will too. He reminds me of me when I was in middle school and because of that I will side with him always.

Tubbo - Awe, what a little lad! Oh, he’s a bit fucked up. O-oh… he’s a LOT fucked up… Still a little lad though! Also pretty gender. Also according to literally every single “WHICH DSMP CHARACTER ARE YOU?” quiz I take I’m him, so that’s cool!

Fundy - I hold you very gently and tenderly but also very far away at arms length just in case.

Punz - Punz

Purpled - Funky fucking alien boy!!! Good builder, really cool, deserved better, I got really sad when Quackity blew up his UFO because it looked fucking sick and if it was mine I would have cried.

Wilbur - Seems very polite, but also maybe a little unhinged…

Ghostbur -pspsppssps sweet man so polite come back to me please pspspspspspspps come here pspspspspspspss yes I would love some blue now come closer pspsppspspspspss

Revivedbur - Sir please do not fuck this up I’m rooting for you because I know you can do great things please do not make me regret this please sir I believe in you please

Schlatt - Drunk bitch. Fuckin died. L.

Skeppy - Wait what even is your lore? You got corrupted by the Egg at some point but did you do anything after that?? Do you even still EXIST????

Eret - King, Queen, Royalty at its finest, you have tried so hard and I love you for it, also you’re violently gender and kinda pretty ngl so I may be biased but stfu you fucking kill it you funky fucking Herobrine ily <333

Jack Manifold - ON THAT JACK MANIFOLD GRIND! THE JACK MANIFOLD GRIND NEVER STOPS!

Nikki - Babe ily you deserved better, I may be rooting for Revivedbur but if you wanna punch that mf in his undead face I fully support you ily ily ily

Quackity - YOU! YOU!!! FUCKING YOU!!! I’M GOING TO VIOLENTLY ADORE YOU!!! YOU ARE SO FUNKY!!! YOU’RE ONE OF THE ONLY CAPITALISTS I WILL ACCEPT!!! FUCKMAN!!! LOVE YOUR WORK ON ALL THOSE WARCRIMES!!! <3333333

Karl Jacobs - Funky Time lad! Also really pretty. And kinda gender, but only a little bit. Those cool drawings of his old skin that the fandom came up with where he's a weird colorful rubber-hose-armed marshmallow human thing are more gender than what he is now, though.

Hbomb - Furry /pos. Seems nice enough.

Technoblade - BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! TECHNO NEVER DIES! LOVE ME AN ANARCHIST OLD MAN PIG WHO WILL DESTROY ANYTHING IN HIS PATH! Also Piglin /pos.

Antfrost - Furry /neg. He’s actually fine, but I don't actually have much to say about him.

Philza Minecraft - is quite old, he is married to a woman, which I find interesting. I love him but would also like to punch him, just once. Just one little punch. Nothing super hard, just a little punch. Love ya, Dadza <3

Connor - Sonic Kinnie. I know he has lore but I cannot understand it and only know 1/10 of it so I can't actually say much about him. He seems depressed all the time though, so I feel bad for him.

Captain Puffy - The best Father I have ever seen <3 Also the only semi-fucking-responsible adult??? Like Sam used to be too but then he… yeah… I love her!

Viky - Doesn't exist in cannon I think??

Lazar - Does he exist in cannon either????

Ranboo - YOU!!! You <333 YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!! I love you!! You make me a little sad sometimes but also INCREDIBLY happy!! My little hypocrite <3 my little walking contradiction <3 also REALLY gender, VIOLENTLY so. And Enderman /very pos.

Foolish - I like you! I don’t know much about you, but I’m learning more! I like your builds and attitude! Nice man :)

Hannah - I know literally NOTHING about you at all but I want to because you seem so badass and cool holy shit

Slimecicle - FUCKING WEIRD ASS SLUDGE MONSTER FROM THE BEGINING OF TIME???? YES PLEASE!!! SO GENDER!!! SO COOL!!! LOVE!!! LOVE LOV ELVOEKJDENJJW!!!!!!!!!! I love this fucking man <3333333 Filled with bones and meat and not slime at all <333333333

Michael McChill - Dream Stan /neg I don’t know much about this guy, actually, pretty neutral on him.

Michael _Beloved - Nice boy! Very polite! Probably could kill me if he wanted! Good lad!

Michelle - Oh she would whoop my ass. Great and fantastic!

Yogurt - babeyy,,,,,, boi,,,,, come hereee,,,,,, pspspsppspspsspspsp,,,,,,, i love youuu,,,,,,,

Foolish Jr. - Seems energetic and excitable! Good lad!

Finley - Fantastic, wonderful girl!

Shroud - I LOVE YOU. I WILL FIGHT ANY WAR YOU ASK ME TO. I WILL KILL MY FAMILY FOR YOU. SHROUD SUPREMACY. AAAAAAAAAAAA.

Mexican Dream - Eyyyyyy look at he! Look at the he!!! I like he :)))) he’s cool.

Dream XD - Oh so you’re THAT kind of asshole. Love it. 10/10. Also biblically accurate angel inspired designs for this mf??? So gender. Violently gender. Love that shit.

Drista - YOU!!!! ARE!!! SO!!!! COOL!!!! I WOULD KILL AND DIE FOR YOU!!!! LET'S BLOW SHIT UP TOGETHER!!!! CHAOS!!!!! ARSON!!!!! YES!!!!!

Mamacita - p, prett y wom an,,, 

Mumza Kristin - If anyone doesn't like Mumza I’ll cut their body into fourths and burry the pieces under a Denny’s <3 She’s so poggers.

Friend - Friend! :DDD

[tommy-trusty]

Tommy memory compilation :D some of these r stuff I've already shared, but I've organized them into a list by character in alphabetical order so ppl can check what I remember them or people they like as :3

Mostly appearance stuff cus that's easy, but some just opinions and specific memories too!

People not included cus I don't rlly remember them: Foolish, Ponk, Ant, Lazar, Hannah, Slime, Hbomb, Eryn, Tina, Boomer, Seapeekay, Aimsey, Allysa, Jikishi, Manatreed

BadBoyHalo: dude living up on da hill, I loved annoying him with swearing XD he was in a big cloak thing like his mc skin, he sounded very silly for a man with such an intimidating outfit eh? He was not human for sure, some sort of demon thing probably? Dark grey dude.

Callahan: early guy on the server yeah? He was there in ye oldey days, I obviously didn't *converse* with him exactly he was just there! He looked like his skin honestly, but he was wearing armor as you do, which did not look like minecraft armor it was kind of like, strapped on armor plates. I'm pretty sure he was actually a satyr (they were pretty common)

Connor: he’s chill. Normal short man in a onesie

Dream: physically speaking: average height human man (shorter than me L) with brown hair.

Eret: My royalty B) Darkish brown hair, sunglasses, bit shorter than wil but generally decently tall. Had short hair but grew it a bit longer, not quite shoulder length. Might just have been my perception because of the voice but to me i thought she was generally fairly masc for a lot of the time i knew them, but to be fair I guess I didn't see him as much after her betrayal anyhow, sorry big e. Which for the record, I forgive then, dreams a dick.

Fundy: FUNDY!!!! wil lied to me and told me he was just a furry and I believed him even though his tail moved and felt and shit I'm just stupid and believe whatever wil says- ANYWAYS we shared a room for a while in ye old lmanborg, it was really nice I miss him a lot. Like family, you know? Gives me the cain instinct to bite him B)

Speaking of! Memory I've written before I enjoy: I was sat on the couch with fundy, I had decided to lay over like half the couch upside down like a dickhead (/pos) and the annoying ass decided to slap his tail on my face cus we were being annoying and he wanted me to move. You already know where this is going, I wish you could hear his fucking SCREAM when I bit down on his tail full force, so worth it LMAO

George: pretty normal lookin human guy, got fuckin like shit creepin in on his face like not his whole face but like a fuckin rash pattern of mushroom pattern like red with spots amantia type shit, in the 3d and shit grosssss/lh barely saw him but he was definitely diseased in some way /hj

Ghostbur: brother time. Hung with me in exile because he is epic. He'd sleep in my tent with me sometimes, although I don't really know if he actually slept or just laid there and watched me from time to time. Either way it doesn't matter, I felt so much safer just having him there with me.

We went on walks. Usually with friend, out to the field get him some grass to eat. Lads on tour, eh? He'd always try to joke with me to cheer me up. I wasn't cheered a lot of the time, but I was a lot better than if he didn't help. Even now hearing his voice is very calming for me, he was a very comforting presence in the least.

Sometimes we'd just sit in the grass together. Sometimes we'd build together. Or pick flowers. Id sit under the sun, wanting nothing more than to just never get up from where I was laying, maybe sink away into the ground and be done, but he'd walk around picking flowers, putting them in a pile next to me as he went and then in the end he'd sit down by me and weave em together into a flower crown. Empty blue was more glassy (not sure if that’s the right word, just less *blue*) while full blue was more fuzzy(? it was less solid idk) and deep blue, like the kind you could use as dark blue dye or lapis. It smelled like rain a bit, sometimes it smelled fuckin bad when you got it all full of bad feelings, tubbos smelt like that I remember.

Jack Manifold

Jschlatt:

Hot. I was a fuckin fan of him when I was fuckin younger but he turned into a fuckin dick in the server honestly, like damn rip king.

Karl: I’m not gonna lie he and the boys were like the cool kids and I was too lame for them by comparison, he was a relatively (for Minecraft at least) normal looking human as far as I remember, brown hair and shit but some cool stuff going on, colorful innit

Mexican Dream: my king! He was so fucking funny man, he was the fucking best! Absolutely love that guy. I can't directly access my memories of him because of trauma around that time and that stuff, so all that I know is this insanely big positive feeling around him and how fucking funny and supportive and wonderful he was for his whole life.

Michael: little pig man, ranboo and tubbos swag son. He thought it was funny when I’d go “mimimi” so I’d just say “mimimi” at him

Nihachu: short (but not THAT short) human woman with long, fairly light blonde hair. She looked quite cool in her blue lmanburg uniform, I've got to say.

Back in early lmanburg, i bit Niki on the arm while she was baking, don't remember why lmao, probably just in a silly goofy mood, I just remember her doing the Niki squeak and getting cross with me over it, told me somethin bout how if I was just more patient I could bite some bread instead, but it was phrased more charmingly than that, she's better at words than me.

I feel mad when I think of her sometimes, but I'm sure she's cool now? I don't know.

Philza: technos roommate, medium sized blonde fella with the long hair

Puffy: MY THER O PISST!! She taught me lots of coping skills and how to deal with my trauma and helped me learn a bit more about how my brain worked and just as a whole a fucking inspiration who helped me in more ways than I can count, probably the person who helped me the most in the smp, not because anyone else was bad but just because my trauma with dream had me genuinely that fucked up ok, like she helped me through a lot. If I ever decided to talk about my experiences with dream on here to get a canon mate it’d be to get a puffy to recognize it not dream (that’s a joke, I’m not going to talk about dream to u guys /lh.) She was light skinned and had long white/blonde curly hair, she wore a big coat though she used to wear somethin different.

Purpled: loser/j with like dirty brown hair and a light purple jacket. Fuckin bantered with him too hard it annoyed the shit outta him, we woulda been friends if I wasn’t so fucking annoying/j fought with him for no reason really, just how I was at the time, so we didn’t really interact much over time.

Punz: fuckin chad saved me and tubso from dream eh? Blonde ass.

Quackity: BIG Q I loved hanging out with him on the early smp man! In my age range-I mean he was 19 but close enough! Had his beanie and straight black hair and shit, typical short ass as well though he'd disagree with that lol! He was always cool honestly, but we grew a bit apart because you know he grew up or whatever, but honestly I think that was kind of in my head and I wish I hung out with him more in retrospect. Just became kind of reclusive.

Ranboo: Oh I HATED his ass XD I was just so fucking jealous of him like no tubbo isn't allowed to have people closer than me!!! I'm over that feeling now lol I was just clingy. I know he helped me a bit in exile, but I don't remember exile so that's sort of just a file in my brain lol, thanks boss man though! He's a funky half n half black and white man. Very very tall, couldn't be bothered to look up at him (and yknow wouldn't cus. Enderman. Just have the social training to not make eye contact with em.) He wore a nice fancy suit tho.

Sapnap: same shit as Karl of being a Cool Kid >:T he's also an ass tho ngl, that's just how he is tho /lh. Black hair, stubble, same outfit as his skin, shorter than me but average height.

Sam: I don't remember him really just like, a general negative vibe.

Skeppy: some fockin rich guy livin on a hill, fuckin famous innit?

Techno: big man pig man, I remember him being a very large wide pig guy, not a human, lived in a fucking snowy land in a cabin and shit. I’d steal his fuckin food just for fun even tho he didn’t really give a shit. Wasn’t fuckin touchy or anything but his fur/skin was kinda rough I think, not soft, real strong pig man yknow, made for battle kind I thought. He’s really cool, when he’d stand in front of or behind me I just felt fuckin safe cus he’s so strong and protective and what not. I got pretty peeved about all the fucking shit he did yknow withers and shit but I have nice memories with him and I prefer to think about that. Better than fucking dream eh?

ME (TOMMY!!):

Grew up in hypixel before comin to dsmp, was probably not old enough to be there but I have never done anything wrong in my life./j

I had those fucking crusty white dog tear streaks on my eye cus I had fur around it, fuckin cool satyr shit. Had big ass horns, went straight up from kinda the top of my head middle, not the forehead not the sides the head itself. Fun to swing around, can point my head down if I need to get somewhere cus they’ll fucking BONK anyone who gets in my way >:D just walking horns forward in a “don’t walk into me, I have right of way” way. I did actually like to head butt people I liked as a nice thing yknow playful fucking goat >>:D fun fun.

I had a red bandana I loved, felt like a normal kinda rough bandana bit dirty and worn you know. No green bandana baby, only dark red with the generic bandana pattern.

I lived in a shithole house that I loved with a fucking little garden outside like real patchy shit with carrots and shit, fuckin best garden ever I’ll say really small really mmmmm.

Yeh then I fucking died

Tubbo: satyr like me who I kinda grew up with in hypixel, we was epic teens together at least! Not a blonde ass like me, light brown hair I think, at least not super light! Hairy satyr ears ya. When he was younger he had short hair and these little baby horns, pretty short weak guy yaknow, I mean he wasn't WEAK weak he was a builder a miner a crafter a redstoner all that good stuff you gotta be, he also I believe had dark eyes which is super odd because later in life he had straight up light grey eyes, like not so light you couldn't tell it apart from the white of the eyes but also very damn light. they mustve changed over time or maybe I'm just stupid and misremembering one. Anyways later on in snowchester he got all strong and shit, big man only got bigger, but not in a skinny way no he was a fat fucking man in the best way possible. Not HUGE but in no way little, he got some meat on them bones. I think he was always pretty strong, shit just became more obvious as he got older and fatter, the fantastic side effects of aging I suppose. His horns grew over time as I knew him, sort of grew back and then curled down you know, ram horn shit. Pretty thick large horns.

Vikk: cool guy, just like zkepp, some celebrity ultra chad

Wilbur: human brown hair dude, bet that dumb ass in this life fucking WISHES he was some cool fucking mystical creature, he had the fuckin personality of a dude who wasn’t supposed to be human.

I remember I think Wil telling me to hold my head up straight with the implied reason being because of my horns. But not because I was gonna hurt anyone or anything, it was said the same way adults tell ya to fix your posture. I remember being annoyed and not doing it cus I know best about my own horns or whatever, but it actually does have better support and balance annoyingly enough, a lot of people knew that just basic satyr posture shit. He wasn’t the only person to tell me to keep my head up straight, those bitches back in hypixel did that too.

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jesus christ this is a long ask dkfbskdnskdb you really went off with this huh /lh /nm

Anonymous said:

Okay so l scrolled far down enough I saw your Assassin! Nagito and I just, May I give you: Assassin! Nagito x Hitman! Hajime

-Nagito's childhood is somewhat like Black Widow's: kidnapped/raised into an orphanage at a young age after his parents died, forced to adapt and train into bloodshed, and grown and warped into being the ultimate assassin. He has the natural charm and face to seduce high profile targets and get the job done

-Hajime went the similar route as the kamukura project, except this happened much younger and it wasn't completely finished (Hajime doesn't gain every talent, but he gets a lot of genetic changes to enhance his strength and abilities and he knows how to fight. He also has the heterochromia) and he was found by the kuuzuryu clan and trained to be the family's personal hitman. He doesn't have the natural charm that Nagito has but he is also attractive and more approachable and easy to talk to, which brings many people's guard down until the moment he kills them

-Nagito being incredibly agile and good with knives while Hajime has more upper body strength and break someone in half with his bare hands. He's also more adapted to using guns. Both of them can use sniper rifles and look damn good in it.

-they both work together fairly often, because the two different organizations they work for both have a tense cooperation cooperation with each other and try to stay out of the other clan's business.

-both of them have this antagonistic, yet weirdly domestic relationship with each other.

-Nagito usually uses "puppy" as a degrading petname for Hajime.

-If Hajime wants to make Nagito shut the fuck up, he'll call Nagito "bun" or "bunny".

-Hajime "resting bitch face" Hinata does not know what "showing genuine emotions and not glaring at people " is. Nagito "pretty little psycho" Komaeda does not know what "showing genuine emotions and not manipulating yourself and others" is.

-neither of them are mentally healthy ahhahshh

-they have tried to kill each other before. They have tons of scars to prove it. Hajime has a thin scar near his jugular when Nagito nearly completely slit his throat and Nagito has a scars on his stomach where Hajime stabbed him.

-both of them are fucked up, and really like each other, but are unable to tell each other how they feel. Nagito with his horrible self esteem thinks Hajime wouldn't love someone like him and Hajime thinks Nagito is with him because he provides some sort of entertainment to the assassin. Still, they don't seem to mind it as long as they can be with each other a little more.

-and because of that, they constantly have each other's backs when things go to shit.

- But because they're also fucked up, (especially Nagito) the person in trouble doesn't mind dying, probably craving death,, and the person saving them doesn't really care about their wishes more than they care about how they want the other person for themselves. It's a little bit selfish.

-talking about wanting each other, they are both high key jealous of any partner or person the other brings alone with them. Hajime will revert to his resting bitch face and go back to being cold is he's jealous and Nagito will become more malicious and passive aggressive.

-i don't really know how else to explain that they are definitely not mentally sane or have a healthy relationship with each other than than saying that they're willing to hurt the themselves, the other, or people close to the others to either teach them a lesson or have them for themselves.

(-Hajime, after injuring Nagito so he can't move and taking care of him until he gets better: I'm doing this for your own good bun

-Nagito, after nearly kiling Hajime again and nursing him from all that blood loss: I'm doing this for you puppy)

-on a fluffier note, it's not all that dysfunctional. Hajime isn't the most smiley person but Nagito can make him giggle like no other and Hajime knows all the ways to make Nagito's eyes light up like a kid.

-they don't mind sharing a bed. They infact, share beds during missions more than they don't. They always end up cuddling. Fuyuhiko thinks their pining is disgusting.

-Nagito has a scar on the back of his neck that resuted from him being branded by his clan, and he's insecure about it. Hajime got drunk once and pressed a gentle kiss on it and said, "this doesn't define you, bun." Nagito was so flustered nearly burst into tears.

-Hajime has tons of scars both from Nagito and from his multiple trainings or punishments. One time, Nagito, while drunk and sleepy, pressed his cheek on Hajime's back, against one of the more deeper and noticeable scars, and went, "ah, to carry so much pain and still hold empathy is why I truly think you're my hope, puppy" Hajime didn't sleep all night thinking about it.

-(and yes, they weren't together when they said that to each other. They're just that in love and in denial about it Imaoo)

-I'm losing the plot of this but yeah...Assassin/Hitman enemies to lovers is my shit

me reading this over: holy shit /pos

hajime. nagito. go to therapy holy fuck that isn’t healthy dkfnskxnsknckdbx like i do fancy myself some Unhealthy Dynamics occasionally bc i choose Violence but i also would love for you two to not be regularly trying to kill each other oh my god. attempted murder of the person you’re in love with is not sexy go get help!!!!!!!!

dkfjskbxskbxksbx /lh, i actually do like this au a lot. the more Fucked aspects scare me but i choose to believe they work through it and properly address it before they get together. for my own peace of mind ;;;;;;

also bc i feel weird about posting this otherwise: do not do as these two do!!!!! do not get together with someone who physically harms you, especially not to this degree!!!! it’s not good, my friends, it will not end well 99% of the time.

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AHDHWS RIGHT BACK AT U!!! in conclusion: we have our own genshin shoujo anime now shdhsjs /lh (speaking of which i love shoujo tropes,,they're just so cute to watch!) anyways! shsjsjs i just love assigning flowers to the boys BUT YES!! LILIES OF THE VALLEY FOR ALBEDO!!! CYNO WITH JASMINES AND TIGNARI JUST MAKING LIL BOuQueTS INSTEAD OF PATROLLING AND WORKING AHHDJS,,gosh i have like so many flowers i wanna give them. as what they'd give us: pink roses. gratitude or joy! ~Lycoris

GENSHIN SHOUJO ANIME WHEN 😔 i don't mean to be TOO demanding but i need one rn and i need every one to have their own route 😕 ...might as well make another otome game atp @ HOYOVERSE IK U CAN DO IT YOUVE DONE THIS BEFORE P L S I BEG

and ooh what kind of flowers will you give them? 👀