#also i should go to bed i shouldnt be up right now!

[sanchoyo]

ygo sidereal is funny bc half of it is like a dumb office drama w 20 smths instead of the usual highschooler plots or whatever but the office is a shady time travel company. and the other half is like, time travel shenanigans/historical dramedy.

the main character has stage fright when it comes to dueling and is in denial about being the main character bc she sees herself as a side character. shes a history otaku. her rival is a hyper competent halloween themed spooky CEO who lives in a haunted mansion and has a mandatory goth dress code for her company. and she will throw stupid fake spiders at people and thinks its the funniest thing in the world. the main villain loses duels on purpose bc he Feels Bad if he wins and makes his opponent Sad. and you can easily disarm him by taking his glasses, he'll turn into velma scoobydoo in 5 seconds flat. hes so soggy pathetic he gets possessed by his own future self. the deuteragonist is a Morally Bankrupt woman who got trapped in the Timeless Void and is technically incredibly Right about Everything and I forgive her for everything shes done bc I support womens Wrongs. its a gay love story. its about the concept of feeling like you have no time to do anything and yet how much you really have. and how its somehow not enough too even with Time Travel Powers. its about how it feels to be in your mid 20s. the futility of fighting the flow of time. its a card game series. theres vampires.

I wish I could tell ppl to watch it but its not REAL its my ygo fan series😔 but trust me its really Good

[mechawolfie]

is there an alternative to dykefag/fagdyke for people who aren’t attracted to anyone really. like i just want the gender of it

[cupiohearts]

AND NOW IM OFF TO THE RACES ?! - pointing out moles with ace, malleus, and vil

( NOT PROOF READ :3)

ACE is obnoxious. he might be your boyfriend but sometimes you feel like decking him in the face sometimes. "hey dont roll your eyes at me!" he says as you switch out of your jacket for the fifth time. you hear his back hit the bed. (it was a very loud screech since your bed is hard as rocks)

"gah!" he brings his body off the bed and deliver a small punch to it "crowley needs to get you a new bed."

"and a new budget" you chime in. sighing as you go through your closet filled with clothes. not like you bought them yourself. it was from kalim, and vil- and just about every other rich student on campus buying you things.

"oh come on! we're gonna be late to riddle's unbirthday party!" he whines as he stares at your back.

"hes not gonna get angry at me. im his favourite now shut up and tell me which looks better!"

you expected him to reply with a sassy comment like he normally does. but youre met with silence. "ace?" you ask as you pause and stare at the ceiling with a raised eyebrow.

after a moment of silence, his voice can be heard in something just slightly above a whisper. "did you know you have a mole on your back? its right-" he gets off the bed. it makes a slight creak as he moves towards you. "here" he finishes.

his finger touching a spot in the middle of your back just a bit to the right. you turn your body around to attempt to look at it.

"i cant see it obviously! my head doesnt spin 360 dummy" you flick his forehead. "now stop looking at my back and focus on the clothes!"

he mimicks your voice in a more high pitched tone before going back to sitting on the bed. "you should show me more of your moles. its like finding shells on beaches."

you were forced to sit down as VIL does your skincare. "i dont think i wanna do this.. im so tired." you complain to your boyfriend.

"close your potato otherwise youll get a mouthful of foam" he commands you while he starts to lather the foam all over your face. you sigh as you close your eyes, feeling the motion of his hands on your face. rubbing in whatever product he was using.

the feeling of his hands circling your cheeks and then back to your forehead and then your chin almost made you fall asleep if it wasnt for the cold water hitting your face.

you opened one eye as you feel his fingers poke at your face. "hm? what the heck why did you poke me!" you say as you open both your eyes and huff at him.

unfortunately he had placed your hands in a covering because he was also putting hand masks on your hands.

he raised an eyebrow at you. geez he was so hot. "i didnt realize you had a mole there prefect" he says as he looks more closely at it. "well yeah- its tiny" you say as you pull your head a bit away from his face. sweating bullets at the sight of the queen himself looking at the mole you had.

"its cute." he simply states before slapping your face with some cream again.

perhaps he thought you didnt realize how his fingers seemed to pay special attention to your mole everytime. whenever he gives you goodbye kisses when the bell rings, he leaves a ring of lipstick around your mole.

he notices it if you cover it up with some makeup or what not. a frown getting on his face as he immediantly swipes at what covers it.

"why did you cover it? its a lovely place for a mole. you shouldnt cover it up. did you know theres a myth that moles appear when our past lover had kissed up before?" he asks you while his eyes were still focused on the mark.

MALLEUS notices your mark when he looks at your foot while you two relax at the lake. he notices it every single day, discreetly (or not) staring at it whenever you go on your rambles about your day or possibly how annoying ace and deuce can get sometimes.

you know he noticed at first because he paused mid conversation to lower his gaze down your foot. it took him a minute or two to snap out of it and stop blanking out on you but the good deed was done.

after that day you decided that his gaze on your foot started to freak you out a bit more so you suggested less water and more shoes rather than sandals.

you didn't think he would notice but while you two hung out in your spot after a week or two. he would start staring down at the spot where he knows where your mole is. he specificallly remembers it and frown.

"child of man take off your shoes"

"tsunotarou we talked about this you cant steal my shoes i only have one pair"

he shakes his head this time. kneeling down at your feet as he slips your slippers off. slipper because you wore them to feel comfortable at night. his hands holding your foot in his hands while your shoe is in your other one.

you gasp and try to take your shoe back from him. your hands no match for his years of experience from doing bits of swordfighting however.

"tsunotarou i need my shoes back! my foot is cold" you whine to him.

"but the dot. you have a beauty mark on your foot"

darn his sad dragon eyes. you wouldve probably hurled a rock at him if he wasnt so naive and confused. you poor poor soul malleus.

"yes i have beauty mark on my foot i have them everywhere on my body tsunotarou. now give me back my shoe" you say with a furrowed eyebrow and a frown etched onto your face huffing.

he lights up at this. the opposite of what you wanted (what you really wanted were those slippers in his hands).

after that day he did give you your slipper back but he started to inspect your body. not as creepy as it seems but whenever he thinks youre distracted he looks everywhere on your body for a darker spot.

god forbid you allow him to do this with free will. sometimes whenever he thinks he hit jackpot on finding a new one, he pulls on your clothes tugging it down or off to look at it without it being obstructed.

youve had very awkward stares about this that you dont wish to describe.

[witchykittyy]

Agreement 💖

@marcyyywukinnie asked: Hi could you make a fanfic Yandare Blitzo x reader x Yandare Stolas where they just fight about reader, before coming to terms that theyll share them??

I am soooooooo sorry about how late this is!!! I really am. Life's been really hectic and I went through a very depressive episode but I promise to be on top of stuff more often! I really hope you like it! ❤ Sorry if its not really enough fighting per say. 😅

TW: Demons, Hell, Blood, Arguing, Cursing (lots of it), Mentions of kidnapping, Stalking, and other yandere themes.

"Damn that was a fuck ton of clients!!!" Millie jumped up into Moxxie's arms pumped and covered in blood. "Yea it was and it was so fucking awesome! But I think imma head in for the night." You're the newest member of I.M.P. A few days ago you saw their help wanted poster and decided you needed the extra money so you decided to join. You got along really well with Moxxie, Millie and surprisingly Loona. The only person who doesn't seem to like you is Blitzo. He was always staring at you. Watching your every move like he's waiting for you to do something wrong. So you always tend to keep your distance.

"Yea I think me and Millie have had enough excitement for today as well. Goodbye sir! Goodbye Y/N!" "Bye Blizto! Bye N/N!" Moxxie and Millie wave goodbye as they leave. "Whatever, bye." Loona continues on reading her magazine. "Bye guys!" You wave goodbye to them sweetly. "Bye lovebirds! Don't get too kinky while I'm away!" You can almost hear Moxxie rolling his eyes at those words and you chuckle. Now its just you, Loona and... Blitzo. Though your back is turned you can feel his eyes burning into info our skin, its very unsettling so with out turning around you decided to say your goodbyes and leave. "Bye Blitzo! Bye Loona!" "Bye dork." Blitzo doesnt say anything and you start to walk off sill feeling his gaze on you. Suddenly he says "See you soon Y/N"

You got home and were extremely exhausted as you flopped down onto your semi comfortable bed. Due to only recently having a job you dont have that much money to buy yourself a nice place so for right now you're stuck in this crummy apartment. Even though you didnt mind your situation someone else did.

Stolas has been watching you from the day he saw you in the I.M.P headquarters while he was visiting Blitzo. He's been obssessed with you ever since he saw you and has stalked you finding out your likes, habits, dislikes and everything else about you. He truly believes that you deserve so much better than what you have. He loves you and believes you deserve to be treated like a queen. A problem with that is that Blizto is also in love with you. Stolas notices the stares he give you and the longing look in his eyes. He's sure Blitzo has noticed his interest as well and thats probably why Blitzo hasnt spoken to him. But nevermind that.

You change into your PJ', get into bed and start scrolling through Helltok. "Ah shit its getting dark and I have to work tomorrow" you sigh. "I guess I should go to bed as Moxxie would say thats the responsible thing to do." You turn off your phone and go to bed. Stolas stares at you from the window wishing that he were next to you.

After a while he sees someone climbing onto your balcony. He's about to go stop him but then the two lock eyes. "Stolas?! The fuck are you doing here?!" He almost tumbles off the balcony from the surprise. "I should be asking you the same question Blitzo." "Look dipshit im doing the same thing you are but going inside." Blizto starts opening the window. "Wait! We shouldnt do that it invading her privacy." He goes to stop him but then Blitzo slaps his hand away. "Oh and stalking her isnt invading her privacy?! Look just leave ok if you dont wanna do this. Not like I want you stealing my girl anyways." He grumbles the last part but Stolas is able to hear him. "Well I sure as hell am not leaving her alone with you." "Then come in with me." He grabs Stolas's hand and stealthly brings him into the room. Stolas blushes at the sudden contact. 'Wait why'd he blush? What the hell is happening to him?'

You're dead asleep on the bed. "So smart ass what do we do now?" He tries to cover up the fact that grabbing Blitzo's hand made him blush. "We look around bird brain." They start looking around the crummy place, dodging the clothes thrown on the floor. Eventually after looking around for a while Blitzo decides to look your computer as Stolas watches you sleep peacefully. Out of the corner of his eye Stolas sees him breaking into your computer. "Hey!" He yells silently. "What do you think you're doing?" "I'm looking through her computer dipshit." Blitzo rolls his eyes as though its obvious. "Well yes I know that but why?" "To make sure she ain't seeing some other loser."

Blitzo searches and suddenly stops dead in his tracks. "You need to see this birdie." They stare at the computer reading you're messages with some guy named Dennis. "Oh hell no" they growl out in unison. You whine and shift in your sleep as they go dead silent. Once they're sure you're not awake they continue. "We can't let this shit happen." Blitzo growls with malice. "I completely agree. This dirt bag isn't good enough for our Y/N." Stolas nods. "Wait, our?" "Well yes I suppose we'll need to team up to stop this guy and ensure that she stays with us. Is that an ok arrangement?" Stolas questions. "Yea.. Thatd be great." Blitzo looks down blushing madly.

[smallchaoscryptid]

wait okay... you offered qsmp fic recs I LOVE FIC RECS.... please please please please please (<- guy who does not have a lot of time for looking for good fics on ao3 and loves to hear about what media his mutuals like)

okay this is going to be long and it took me so long to make so it will be under a read more and organized by ship and word count and each fic should be linked (also a promo for all my fics on ao3 which is also under the username smallchaoscryptid)

Misc Recs:

Under 1k:

Andrea Doria by White space (Blanc_u) it's like a character study of roier and his dealing with pepito and its relation to his pants (very good almost made me cry)

1k to 10k:

danse macabre by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti) bolas dancing together (just a really fun fic to read)

confiança by atthebell forever comforting cellbit after the black shulker investigation (this fic lives in my brain because atthebell just writes 4bit so well)

Estoy Lista by WhyB cellbit invites jaiden to live in his castle with him and roier (god this fic makes me think about what would have happen if jaiden and roier would have actually kept talking reguarly without bobby)

dead tired by notsubtleatall (orphan_account) roier makes cellbit go to sleep (god i love this fic so much)

Spiderbit Recs:

Under 1k:

napping is better with two by FlowerBox sleepy catbit with roier (really cute)

1k to 10k:

Feather-Light by BecausePlot cellbit crawling into bed to sleep with roier (really cute)

i'm scum, i'm waste (i'm what you want) by songbirdscoo sick cellbit that takes place after spiderbit has a breakup and richas finds roier to take care of sick cellbit (this one is so fucking good its a bit angsty bc of the breakup but its so good)

not quite but we're almost there by atthebell spiderbit takes a walk that is totally not a date (this one is so good and so soft)

The Red Means I Love You!! by Anonymous roier accidentally gets caught in the middle of a ritual cellbit was doing (this fic was so good it took me a bit to realize what was wrong with roier and then once i did i reread the fic and was shaking him violently this fic and its sequal are litterally so good)

that's the deal, my dear by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous) cellbit gets turned into a cat and finds roier (this fic is litterally so cute and i love it so much)

Drown With Me by doodooagentg jaiden makes cellbit take care of roier after cellbit had killed abueloier and roier is still angry about abueloier's death (this has such its quiet uptown vibes its insane and ive reread this fic so many times because roiers anger is so acurate here and the ending is just so ahhhhhh)

Helping a friend out by cherryplotting roier helps cellbit solve a puzzle and cellbit gets a kiss (FUCK, THIS HAS A SECOND CHAPTER NOW had to read that before i post this second chapter is also so good)

Over 10k:

It’s Just Some Little Thing by CurrentlyWorry enimies to lovers au where bobby and richas are friends but spiderbit ends up hating eachother for a little bit (god this one was so good its 171k and i read it in two days and am thinking about reading it again)

Breaking Dawn by Anonymous cellbit is a monster hunter looking into werewolves and meets a guy who turns out to know a lot about werewolves (this fic is unfinished as of right now but is so good and i cant stop rereading it)

those of flowering hearts and wilting souls by yourfauxentropy beauty and the beast au with a twist (this one is so good there was a point where i thought this fic wasnt going to have a happy ending but it still had such a grip on me)

your palms; a home for my soul by mars_revived roiers heart is shattered in to peices and he shouldnt be able to love ever again but he meets cellbit who might be able to help him (i need to read this one again its so good and like how subitally the author has them fall in love has me insane)

mystical time, cuttin' me open then healin' me fine by foolich (enhypen) festa junia timeloop!!! festa junia timeloop!!! festa junia timeloop!!!festa junia timeloop!!! (i love this one so much because the author was so good of messing with the readers feelings with the timeloop)

interstellar by mirotic_chess cellbit gets trapped on a distant planet after he crashes on it and is luckily helped out by one of the inhabitants (god the ending of this fic makes me so!!!)

Estoy Lista by WhyB by de4thveins roier sneaks away from his princely duties to gawk at cellbit

Fitpac Recs:

1k to 10k:

Promise? by TastyToast takes place during the happy pills arc pac runs away and fit finds him and comforts him

Trust Me? by AelinCreativ another happy pills arc fic but its what happened if fit would have been there for pac when it happened (probably my favorite one of these type fics)

Beyond the Haze by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous) happy pills arc but fit is there for pac the entire time (this one is also really good)

[rayasland]

You ought to learn how the tags on this website work, the definition of pedophilla, and how to prevent trivialising acts of pedophilla against children. Focus your efforts on real children, instead of bitching about authors aging characters up, ie. Imagining them as fictional adults and not thinking about abusing fictional children.

Your behaviour is not productive, and not benefiting anyone. Advocate for real children being sexually abused, it will be a far better use of your time. + Puritanism is inherently bad and hinders on depriving us of our rights.

ok

[edit] oh mb i didnt actually read it gimme a sec b4 i reply

[edit2] the excessive use of the tags were on purpose, just scroll if u find that annoying or send someone asks whos constantly doing it

im aware of how they work, it was just a way to get peoples attention cuz we all know nobody would see it without them. im also now aware of the fact i may have over done it with the tags, i didn’t register how many i “clogged up”

u couldve moved along instead of wasting UR time writing this

even if its not real its just… weird to do theres nothing more to say

the post wasnt meant to say “pedophillia against real children isnt as important as aging up anime kids and we shouldnt pay attention to them” just seeing how many people agree with me abt whats on that post and if u dont or js dont think its important dont bother interacting please🙏🏾

i do agree w u that we should advocate for real children going through sa which im pretty sure a lot of people are already doing, but i wanted to bring to light how normalised js writing smut for minors(although fictional) is and how justifying it by saying “its a character” or saying “i aged them up” is strange

part of my point is writing smut involving underage anime characters, even if they are "aged up" or fictional, is still inappropriate and can contribute to the normalization of harmful behaviors irl as well as minors objectification because even if they’re “aged up” in your head it doesnt erase the fact you’re fantisizing over a fictional character who is meant to be treated and viewed as a child

also idfk what puritans rlly are only that they’re a different version of catholic which i dont know of either so idk what u mean there

this was written late at night if sum doesnt make sense lmk have a great day

btw im adding tags AGAIN to spite u 💋(referring to all that went in my asks to complain abt it)

thats all im saying for now im going to bed 🫡

[fushigur0slut4]

Tales of the heart♡

A/n: I'll try not to mention the readers appearance :). while writing this I kept on thinking of riftan so instead of writing toji I almost wrote riftan😭 part 2 coming not so soon.

Toji is 29 reader is 24! Smut!Friends!to!lovers!slight!Angst!Hard!sex!Sub!reader!dom!Toji!nipple! Play! Minors dni 18+

Everymorning coming to work you would always buy and extra sandwich. Not for you but for the homeless man that kept crossing your mind. You would always go to the park he was at everyday to hand him his sandwich.At this point you guys were considered friends.

Every morning you would come to that bench he was always at and have small talk. Then, make your way to work. This morning when you were buying your usual sandwich the thought of letting him live with you kept on crossing your mind. I mean you had enough space for two, and he really does need a shower.

You reached the park he was always at and the both of you sat on a bench. You gave him his sandwich and just watched him eat it. That's when you realized how pretty he was for a homeless person. You spent a moment staring at him (the scar) and then "what?". " O-Oh uhm y'know, I've really been thinking about it, well uh ", It's just now you were reconsidering it. " well Toji I've been thinking about it for a while. Would you like to live with me...? ",.

The man let out a hyena like laugh. "You're joking right? ",

No I'm not. "Toji I have to go to work now please tell me your decision when I come back",. Toji just nodded with his mouth agape.

.......

After what felt like years for Toji you came back. "Have you decided yet? " It was odd to Toji. Shouldnt he be the one asking to live with you?. But he still said yes.

You brought him to your house it wasn't big but it could fit the both of you. "First do you know how I to work a shower", " hey princess you know I haven't been homeless my whole life" the only word you heard was princess.

You were a bit flustered but still played cool. You showed him the bathroom and then gave him something to eat.

While eating Toji asked a question. "How could you warm up to me so easily. I look like a man in my mid 40s, what if I had bad intentions", you've known toji for about three months and there has never been anything off about him except the scars on his body especially the one on his lip. " well I think I've know you long enough to tell what type of person you are. Toji smirked and leaned closer to you "So then what type of person am I? ", • uh you probably work out a lot and you probably have alot of experience dating• " gee babe how dya know", the name caught you of guard for a second. " excuse me but you literally flirt with every human being you talk to no matter the gender and your built like a gym bro", . Toji laughed out loud.

"Also I meant to ask, sorry if it's personal but how did you end up homeless? ", " smoking and gambling", you weren't really sure what to say, and completely regretted asking the question. Toji interrupted your intrusive thoughts and asked if the Tv worked. The both of you guys watched some Netflix and you went to bed while toji slept on the couch.

After that day he's been living with you as a friend since.

This morning the first thing you did was cough. Then you already knew what it was. "TOJI WHAT'D I TELL YOU ABOUT SMOKING INDOORS!? ", he literally snubbed you. You kept on nagging him until he said " hey princess what happens to 'good morning' hi' hello", you took a deep breath. "Good morning mr.fushiguro now stop smoking or I'll kick you out.

Toji laughed and crushed the cigarette on his shorts. "Sweetheart this is about the 10th time you threatened to kick me out",

"Yeah but what if I mean it one of these days"?.

.....

While Toji was in the shower you kept on thinking about your feelings for him. Everyday you were contemplating when you should confess or maybe you should never . You have been living together for over 2 months it would only be natural if u dated. Right.

Then monents later toji came out of the shower with the towel only covering his lower half. You couldn't help but admire his perfectly built figure. He walked up to you. Toji could tell by the look on your face you were flustered. "So you gonna shower or what? ", you said nothing and speed walked to the bathroom. While speed walking you heard that annoying chuckle of Toji's.

.....

T h e both of you guys were eating lunch ,as per usual toji was on his phone meanwhile you were just focusing on your food. "Hey y/n, apparently theres gonna be snow for the full week",. A dramatic gasp left your mouth and you dropped you spoon. You turned your head to face Toji's and you saw that same bored expression on his face but you didn't care. You put your hands on his shoulders. " We.have.to.go.shopping". Toji frowned at the idea of shopping. <we?> "YES WE WHAT IF I BUY SOMETHING YOU DON'T LIKE",.

Toji just smiled and said ok. Toji realized how much you cared about him and his perspective on things. Toji watched you as you rushed your food just to go winter shopping.

The both of you put on your coats and you had to force a beanie onto Toji's head. While shopping for Christmas stuff you asked toji whether he wanted a real tree or a fake tree. Toji pretend to think about it for a moment. "A fake tree it'll be easier to take home.

It was about 6pm when the both of you guys came home. You took turns showering. When the both of you were done showering you changed into your pj's and toji just wore T-shirt and shorts. "Hey Toji do you wanna bake cookies with me? ", you said striking the most innocent face at him. Toji cringed a bit and said yes.

Everything was going smoothly until the icing part. "Tojiiii your messing up my kitchen and there is literally icing all over your face", Toji grimanced as the icing stuck to the knife. " I told you I'm not professional at this stuff",. You stared at the cookies toji made. "Hey y'know if we were in home economics right now I would give you an E for effort, but speaking honesty they do not look good", Toji laughed a bit.

.....

Before you knew it was the 24th of December. You decided to pull an all nighter and forced Toji to do it with you.

You were almost going crazy waiting to open the gifts he bought you. You calmed down when the feelings you had for him just stabbed you in the heart. You started stressing out on whether or not you should confess now. You were already imagining how intimate your first kiss would be.

His soft lips gliding against yours. His hands roaming your body. You almost drooled at the thought. But all the energy you built up died once you realized how awkward it would get if he rejected you.

All of a sudden the courage built up again. You stood in front of Toji . You had the tightest grip on your clothes as you said "I LOVE YOU TOJI".

(Embrace yourselves I suck at writing smut. 💀)

You were about to cry from embbarassment.When Toji's rough hands grabbed your face he didn't even give you a moment to think before his lips attacked yours. His soft lips moved in sync along yours while his hands roamed your body. The kiss was passionate and intimate. You opened your mouth to let his tounge slip inside. Before you knew it you kissed your way to the bedroom.

While Toji was pecking your lips and sucking on your neck. His hands fondled with your breast. Toji slowly took of your shirt. Even though he hasn't done anything your body felt hot and sweaty. Toji wrapped his mouth around your nipple and sucked on it like a baby. He made sure both of your tits got equal amount of attention so he rolled the nipple on your other boob and sometimes switched.

When Toji got up the big evident tent in his shorts scared you a bit but you tried not to show it. Toji removed his shorts, and just when he was about to take off his boxers you interrupted him.

Toji sighed and lined his face up with your pussy. You were scared because he wasn't doing anything. All of a sudden we blew an icy breath and plunged his fingers in your cunt. You let out a breathy moan. Toji's long and thick fingers stretched your gummy walls so deliciously. Toji ruggedly dived his fingers in and out your pussy.

Your little wimpers and moans turned him on even more. His fingers hit all the right spots which caused your moans to be more high pitched. "Hey, don't clench so tight I won't be able to move"." O-o-ahk". Toji curled his fingers so carefully inside you. You clenched a bit to tight on tojis fingers and the familiar feeling of an Orgasm approached you. "T-toji- ambatakum!"

Toji pulled out and laughed at what you said. "

"Toji what the heck!? ", you whined relaxing yourself a bit. " Listen darling the only place your gonna cum is on my cock",.

Toji placed your head on a pillow and put you in a mating press. Tojis hard on springed out of his boxers. He held your legs and flexed his cock to make it hit your pussy multiple times. Toji rubbed the tip of his cock up and down your shopping cunt. From time to time he pressed his tip between your pussy lips just to see your desperate look.

After what felt like hours of him teasing you toji finally put is cock in you. You bit your lip to hide a moan but a little whine came out. "If it gets to much just say 'apple'.you slightly nodded and Toji started moving.

Despite the fact Toji promised to be gentle his pace was merciless. You bit your lips to try hide your moans but little wimpers came out of your mouth, and toji thought that was the cutest thing ever. Toji loved how submissive you were during sex. "You know you won't be able to hide your moans from me for long", Toji said his pace not faltering. You moaned loudly then tried to cover your face but Toji didn't allow that.

He removed your hands from your face. "Fuck, your clenching so hard around me, y'know I won't last long if you do that". You were deaf ears to what Toji said. Before you knew it you made a mess all over tojis cock. that's when you realised you let your moans go. Toji kept on going till he reached his own high.

"Fuck". When toji realised he was about to cum we did it on your abdomen cuz he wasn't about to take no risks. " so... Does this make us official now? "... I guess so" . Toji got up to clean the cum of your abdomen and the both of you went to sleep together.

Stream rover by kai.

[arisdaughter]

hi so i gave in and have decided to make this post

this is my take on the... stuff. thats been happening. iykyk

i think that yes, what he did was wrong, and he shouldnt have switched the perpetrator and the victim's roles, especially since by doing so he also ended up affecting others. he shouldnt have reacted so brashly to the anons. he shouldnt have gotten someone else to help him with his apology(but its not necessarily that someone's fault either.)

but at the same time, at the end of the day, he made a mistake. everyone makes mistakes. not to mention, many of us in this community are minors. that most likely includes him. im not saying we should all forgive him instantly. but honestly, he screwed up. thats the gist of it. everyone screws up, though.

i think that everyone has valid points of this, but honestly this couldve been handled more calmly. i dont know whether fred/freddie is real and i dont know whats going on with him right now. but i know hes probably hurting. i know many of us might be after this incident. that's fair. but again, were all human. humans make mistakes. they screw up.

im not gonna talk about what shouldve and shouldnt have been done, but i am going to say this.

i dont hate him. i disapprove of his actions, but i dont hate him. i dont hate people who hate him either, though. i really hope everyone can move on from this eventually, and things start looking up for everyone.

aside from that, id like to just say, if youre planning on making a similar post like this, please stop tagging me on this account and on @demeters-daughter-is-done. id rather just stay out of this as much as possible, sorry.

sorry for the tags, im gonna tag his taglist-

@zariahthewitch @thegroovydaughterofhestia @if-chaos-was-a-boy @the-gods-strange-children

@silena-daughterofaphrodite @fabulousdaughterofhecate @weakest-son-of-sun

@chaos-pers0nified @neoptolemus-achilles-son @bast-the-best26

@goddess-of-bubblegum @gaygirldoodles @luck-is-crucial @reyna4ever

@vicious-daughter-of-zeus @feral-hermes-child @discriminating @unfortunate-daughter-of-hestia

@that-girl-cupid @ariathemortal @love-lightning-forethought @emdabitchass @kaiaalwayswins

@champion-of-revenge @i-was-never-sane @clown-energy-skyrocketing @zoe-aura-of-d3ath @itsyourboyezra

@lunar-eklipso-r @pink-koi-lovejoy @that-daughter-of-athena @sleepy-as-a-song @smileyalater

@gellyhelio @daughter-ofthe-moontitan @demeters-daughter-is-done @the-smart-and-the-dumb-one

@trinket-snatcher @southerndaughterofeos @creature-under-ur-bed @burnt-out-bitxhes

[caroldantops]

valcarol interrupted mid-play bc carol needs to go save the universe but she was super in subspace and val couldn’t quite bring her out so instead she has to instruct her to go.

‘c’mon princess, that’s it, get your suit on for me honey. you’re gonna go save the world then you’re gonna come right back here to me, you understand?’

she may or may not have been edging carol before she got the call and decided to give her some incentive

she also may or may not have ‘forgotten’ to take out the plug snuggled in carol’s ass.

‘silly me, princess. it’s okay, it’ll be a nice reminder of who you belong to, wont it?’

carol goes off and saves the world and crumbles into vals arms when she returns.

‘it’s okay pretty girl, i know how big and strong you had to be… it’s okay to not be big now, let daddy take care of you now..’

idk the more i think on that scene the more that little!carol is making sense. carol who will only let herself be vulnerable with her daddy and carol who will either be the strongest person in the universe or a tiny baby who needs val to cut her food up and cuddle her at night and braid her hair…

tell me why i was about to give a lecture on dont do this!! as if NEEDING to leave midsession because theres a universal crisis is something yall would have happen

im fucking obsessed. i just. thinking about the intensity of the drop after makes me so emo because theres zero chance this happens without carol having SEVERE subdrop and i think val would go through some domdrop as well. feeling like she put carol in a position where she couldnt fight her best and therefore was endangering her more...

before my very long ramble starts - as far as little!carol goes, im on the fence! i think she'd really enjoy some parts of it and others not so much. i could be won over though im sure. yall know its my weakness.

um this turned into a thinkpiece about valcarol dom/subdrop. sorry.

carol having to go from feeling powerless to powerful and and just the fact that she submits to valkyrie in order to get away from that responsibility that burden only to have that safe space be invaded by one simple phone call that she could hear valkyrie try so hard to get her out of, yelling at fury that he should call someone else up, she'd go find thor herself if needed but no dice.

carol is able to yank herself out of subspace to fight, what choice does she have, shes basically in survival mode at that point and doesnt even really know whats going on until shes landed back in valkyrie's arms. sobbing and grabbing onto her and valkyrie choked up seeing carol so so upset and overwhelmed

valkyrie keeping it together as best she can to comfort carol enough, help her bathe and get her something to eat and clean up any injuries, til carol passes out from pure exhaustion. val making sure carol's fast asleep before pulling away from her in bed and wanting to go for her alcohol stash but she knows carol might need her again so she doesnt want to get drunk so she just goes and stands in the kitchen for a bit, gripping the counter and steadying her breathing and she can feel tears coming but fuck she doesnt want them--

and then she feels arms around her waist, a small still raspy from crying voice asking "hey, whats wrong?"

valkyrie finally crying but that kind of crying you get when youre mad that youre crying and carol's just listening to her ramble about how she shouldnt have let carol go, it was stupid of her to let her run out like that without taking more time to try to bring her up from subspace

carol kissing the palms of valkyries hands, kissing her cheeks and touching their foreheads together. "it wasn't ideal. it was hard. but you did all you could. and im okay. im safe. we're both safe. okay?"

"okay." valkyrie nods and wraps her arms tight around carol.

definitely takes them a while to feel comfortable entering an intense play-space after that. worried about if carol or valkyrie gets called away again. but once they feel secure again they start workshopping precautions to take. slowly work their way back up to playing again, ask other kink friends for advice. come out of it with safety plans and a stronger bond.

yeah sorry i have a LOT of thoughts and feelings about this clearly!!

[little-nugget-writes-stufff]

(No original idea, (like the idea of the characters having control over your phone)

What if the people (playable characters) had acces to our phone?

U got games on ya phone? Those are not yours anymore the kids and itto have claimed them as theirs

-klee is probably playing angry birds or sum-

.

Oh wait HOLD TF UP YOU DONT WANNA GET OUT OF BED?? ye paimon is turning on the alarm sound (wich not suprisingly is her voice. But you had different lines no? Did someone change it?)

"GET UP YOU...

Ehm traveler do you think i can call them a nickname?

-aether shakes his head-

"JUST GET UP ALREADYYYYY"

A presentation is suddenly done without you doing it? How strange. Must be ganyu? Ye

"oh their grace has an economy presentation? Well maybe it would take some stress off their back, im sure they still have plenty of other work to do"

.

Most of the smart people (albedo tighnari etc) use it for their research. I mean they can learn so many things (if you spoke another language i think a lot of them would try to learn it)

"oh so these are flowers from their world? Hm interesting i wonder what these plants can do, maybe when their grace is here i could ask them"

.

Suddenly new playlists have been popping up. Wondering who did it? Well the culprits are probably venti and xinyan taking the oppertunity to listen to your worlds music.

Suddenly venti is playing soldier poet king on his lyre

.

Also random pictures? Of the MOST random things in tevyat.

"Oh wait why tf do i have a picture of an anemo slime? Wait i did not take this? Eh whatever i probably just forgot"

.

Ah what is this, the things you liked on Tumblr? Yae Miko now is in charge of that (Poor you) +bonus if you write yourself)

Oh? So this is what their grace likes to read huh?

Would probably also make light novels inspired by the things you read

Would keep the things you read a secret tho for teasing inspiration ofcourse

.

When you finaly fall asleep (lets say the phone lays next to you) some will just go up to the screen and say goodnight (like their in the screen)

(favorite character) goodnight your grace..

.

Or when someone in your class is making fun of you and you speak up THEY WILL FCKING CHEER FOR YOU (ofcourse you dont hear this bc of the class being loud asf (i have childe in mind haha)

-all the yelling between you and this person-

YESSSS GET THEM YOUR GRACE

Oh you should see the pride on his face

.

On the other hand when they hear you cry they will fcking panic. I mean they really wanna help you but they cant because of the barrier in between

"WHY CANT WE CHEER UP THEIR GRACE?! THEY SHOULDNT WASTE THEIR TEARS"

"as far as we understand your concerns but we will have to wait until the time is right"

Ye there is utter chaos between the people

.

When you have to make school work online its randomly made for you? Huh i guess dottore wanted to see what you always have to do

"oh wait i think i still had some chemistry homework"

-sees the work all done-

"Wtf, i didn't make it before? Eh maybe someone else made mine on accident. Well too bad for them"

.

Also lets not talk about the random number that randomly texts you haha (PLEASE YOU DONT GET IT WHY DO THEY KEEP SAYING "your grace")

.

They have all sort of agreed to not tell you that they have access to this... Weird Artifact, until your finaly in tevyat.

.

.

Please dont be mad at them once they do, they put in so much effort.

.

I dont understand yall anymore so here, have this. The things i expect to do wel do absolutely not and just random drabbles get so much likes, like what?

Anyways have a nice day/night :D

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

writing spn scenes at 5am bc I cant sleep :D

this isnt gonna b well-written...

also thanks to @brainrotarchive for pushing me to think abt how the initial reveal of all this would actually go! this was fun! and it hurt! a LOT

(set after all the current postcanon bs resolves, or in a universe where 15x20 just didn't happen)

*Sam is washing dishes in the Bunker late at night when he hears Dean quietly sobbing from the garage. Sam sighs, puts down the towel and goes to check on Dean*

*Dean is sitting on the step between the garage and the rest of the bunker, surrounded by empty beer bottles. his head is resting on his shoulder, arms wrapped around himself in a kind of hug, his shoulders are shaking as he cries*

Sam (assuming this is about Cas again): ...hey Dean. what's up?

Dean (through tears, slurred): how did it get to this, Sammy?

Sam (he wasn't expecting this response): *stepping towards his brother* what do you mean?

Dean (starting straight ahead into the unlit garage): when we die, where will we go? we've been to Heaven, we've been to Hell, Purgatory, fuck. We've fought our way out of ALL OF THEM SAMMY, WE'VE FOUGHT GOD!!! we cant even DIE now!

*Dean is getting hysterical, but Sam has sat down next to him, eyes wide, listening intently. He'd pondered this now and then, but if he's being honest he's afraid to dwell on it*

Dean (getting up and beginning to pace): we know every place we could go when we die! we know ALL of them, and we know everything about them. that's not how humans are supposed to live, Sammy, that's not how any of this is supposed to work!

*Dean pauses and almost sobs/gags as a thought strikes him*

Dean (still ranting): how do we keep going from here?! what are we supposed to do?! we used to- - we used to hunt monsters, demons, and now we've become the thing we were trying to wipe out!

*Dean is nearly screaming at this point, crying like we rarely/never see him cry*

Dean (sob-yelling): this whole thing?! this-- this defying death? cheating death!? its against the NATURAL ORDER, we were supposed to KILL things that- we were supposed to PREVENT THIS from-- WE WERE SUPPOSED TO STOP THIS, SAMMY!

Dean (fully in hysterics, breaking down): WHATS DEAD STAYS DEAD, RIGHT?! THATS WHAT DAD ALWAYS TOLD US. WELL NOW LOOK AT US?! WE DONT STAY DEAD. WE'VE DEATH AT EVERY- we've- we fought GOD Sammy, and Cas-

(Dean stops to choke on his tears a bit)

Dean(cont): Cas was an ANGEL Sammy he was a fucking- he was- that shouldnt even be- - we shouldnt --

(there's a pause as Dean almost undetectably mouths Cas' name again. Sam waits, having gone from intrigued to more than a little disturbed by his brother's behavior)

Sam (hesistant, nervously, not even sure what he's about to say): Dean, I-

Dean (back turned): we shouldve- shouldve stayed dead the first time. then-

*Dean half-stumbles out the door to get some air, seemingly out of words & tears. he is really drunk. Sam gets up and follows him.*

*Sam finds Dean outside, back to him, swaying on his feet, hugging his chest. Sam goes up behind his brother, maybe hoping to coax him to bed and finish this VERY IMPORTANT CONVERSATION when he's sober*

Sam (gently, quietly, still unsure of what exactly he's going to say): Dean, I think- I mean-- this. -I think we should--

*Dean whirls on Sam, a manic fire in his eyes, knife drawn, and slashes Sam across the chest, slicing his shirt open. Sam stumbles back in shock and fear*

Dean (reeling now, but seeing he appears to have missed his strike): See, Sammy?! How do you even know that would have cut you? how do you know the knife wouldn't fucking break?! we don't know ANYTHING Sammy we're nOT- WE'RE NOT-

*Dean crumples as the weight of his emotions and his violent attack all hit him at once, falling forward onto Sam's shoulder as his knees buckle and sobs wrack his whole body. Sam allows himself to fall to his knees and support his brother, rubbing Dean's back gently*

Sam (about to say something): -

*Sam suddenly gasps and coughs, red staining his lips. Dean's knife had hit after all, and with the adrenaline fading, Sam realizes that the cut is deep and well-placed. He begins to fall backwards*

*through the haze of alcohol and grief, Dean slowly realizes what's going on. suddenly alert, he grabs Sam by the shoulders and prevents him from falling backwards*

Dean: SAMMY!

Sam (eyes wide, choking on blood, realizing with horror that the prophecy of "brother killing brother" finally came true in this moment): Dean- I- i- *cough*

*cut to Sam's POV. he's looking up at Dean, whose expression goes from panicked and horrified to suddenly stone-cold serious*

Dean (voice unnervingly level): Sammy. Don't Die.

Sam (bewildered, fading fast): wh-what?

Dean (looking Sam directly in the eye, suddenly steady and sure of himself after his earlier outburst): We don't have to do this again Sammy. You don't have to. Just keep your eyes open. And Dont. Die.

*There's a long beat. the two brothers sit, half-crouched, facing each other, Dean half-holding Sam. Sam struggles to keep his eyes open, and then realizes, abruptly, that its not a struggle. Sam takes a breath, then another. Then looks down at his sliced shirt and the still-present wound that is already beginning to stop bleeding.*

*Sam looks up at Dean, breath becoming shaky, horror growing in his eyes as he finally accepts the truth*

Sam (choked, in shock): Oh god

Sam (helplessly, tears gathering at the back of his throat as he pulls closer to his brother, just now fully understanding what he was saying): what... what now, Dean?

Dean (Pulling Sam up so that his chin rests on Dean's shoulder, the two now fully hugging in the dust outside the bunker): I dunno Sammy... I dunno

*the camera pulls back to show the pitch darkness around the pair, showcasing how truly alone they are with what they've become*

[sol-poppy]

Ramble about my own practice and thoughts incoming:

I woke up thinking about spirituality sterility this morning. Mostly because my altar is right next to my bed so I see it first thing, and also cause I hung out with my bestie last night and it reminded of things.

So what I mean by spiritual sterility is condition settings. Is making the set up and tools and rituals 'spiritually sterile'. Like you would for medical procedures or in the kitchen. You make sure everything is clean, including you, before getting started. This looks in witchcraft like cleansing all your tools, ingredients, space and self before casting.

So heres my thoughts. It's such overkill most of the time. I can think of only (1) ritual I've done, where I planned for months, it was a triple pronged spell, and involved very real life consequences for other people. People who are not blind to spirituality and witchcraft. So I needed to be careful, and thorough. I simply could not risk any energetic influences but my own. The flip side is that I almost never do full cleansing without need. I cleanse myself regularly and my tools when they feel off. But otherwise I work in the open. I have worked hard to cultivate the energy I use, what's already in my space, and who has access to that energy. So I dont think its necessary to make all my work sterile. And I mostly cast whenever it feels right with not a huge amount of prep.

For example, I've slowly been building a spell for the past month. Honestly longer in my head but in physical terms, most of the ingredients and tools are just out, chillin on my altar right now while I wait for practical and metaphysical timing and gather what I need. And I'm unconcerned about it being, 'touched' by anything else.

Obviously this is affected by your own energy (mine is very strong and flows outwards so its easy for me to manipulate personally) and your home (I'm in a safe place with people who love and accept me, including this facet of my life). So that sterility feels like a lot of excessive energy draining barriers, when I can also just pick up the energy that already exists in the space and items, if I dont cleanse it all away, rather than having to work it back up and use SO much more energy for the whole thing, just for the sale of sterility.

Things I think about when we give the advice to beginners to always cleanse themselves, their tools/ingredients, and space, plus cast a circle around all your workings. Those are for sure important skills to have, and there are times where its needed.

To return to the kitchen metaphor, you keep ya raw meats separate until cooked. Or, medically, you can be grimey in general, but should wash a fresh wound. I feel like that concept applies to spirituality and we shouldnt always be reinforcing the idea that everything needs to be sterile all of the time. That is, again, so energy and time consuming. When not every spell is on that level. Some are just like opening the box of crackers and going to town, some are rinse your fruit before you eat it, some are maintain cleanly divided areas for frying your chicken katsu, some are kosher (as an example of a more detailed and specific process for both physical and metaphysical cleanliness) processes for a large and inclusive meal, and most are just wash your hands when you get started. We should just as much be talking about HOW and WHY we distinguish things so witches can apply the most appropriate and resource effective methods for their work. Especially those of us who are neurodivergant and/or disabled, chronically I'll etc.

Anyway, chime in if you have thoughts on the topic. Be warned I'm more likely to ignore or block intentionally inflammatory stuff.

[redactedwriting]

omg rylliam (beckross?) ask haiiiii i love ry/william here is a super long ask about them of mine from patdnsfwconfessions that i am forever grateful i backed up. aheem

thinking rylliam thoughts. theyre not together & theyre never gonna be together but william visits ryan for a week when they have coinciding downtime between tours. on the first night they go out dancing somewhere and when it turns into heavy making out into ryan going down on him in the back of her car (ryan is trans btw.) its not really what they planned? but its also just so. surprisingly easy. its the first time ryans hooked up with a guy (not counting the handjob she gave brendon a month ago and then awkwardly told him that, maybe, they shouldnt) but william doesnt seem to notice, or care. they make out on her bedroom floor the next afternoon and william says, we should fuck. and ryan maybe freaks out a bit, but william promises her, he'll take it slow. and he does; once shes face-down on her bed, its easy to smooth out the nerves, to focus on listening to williams low voice, feel him slowly move against her, inside of her, listening when she says, slow down, dont touch me there, keep going, thats good.

and when they fuck again she's more at-ease from the start, whining and moaning at williams every touch, every move. he says, god, you're loud, which just makes her throw her head back, whine again.

on the last full day of his visit he wakes her up with kisses to her neck, one hand slowly rubbing circles on her waist, underneath her shirt. she mumbles, what are you doing? still half asleep, and his hand goes to the waistband of her pants, he says, can i? and she just hums, turning onto her side, listening as he fumbles in her nightstand for the lube. and then he fingerfucks her, just that, slow and deep and thorough, until she comes.

theyre still under the blankets and her sweats didnt even come off, only now they feel gross, but she doesnt mind, yet, blissed out and about to fall back asleep. but then she remembers william and says, did you want to fuck me? he splutters, did, i mean. did you want me to fuck you? she hums, considers how tired she is and says, no. you have a hand, right? william laughs, but the blankets shift and she hears him sigh and she closes her eyes, just listens as he jerks himself off, his broken, quiet moans.

this is so good anon i’m eating this like a ten course meal

the intricacies here….how bilvy has to jerk himself off and she listens!! and it’s okay, but it’s also that kinda weird air about it that feels Weird and vaguely not right, so maybe she turns back over and kisses his neck and gives him light touches, maybe biting his earlobe a little, humming a sweet little “thank you for this week” and that’s what sets him off, her sweet sleepy voice thanking him for something that they’ve been leading up to for years

[dirk-rider]

TT: I just can’t believe you’ve never experienced the pleasures of fast food.

TT: Like, not figuratively. I literally cannot believe you have never once in your entire life sat down and shoved a big mac into that bucktoothed mouth of yours.

GT: Well a mans got to keep himself in tip top shape if he wants anything to do with the ladies!

TT: I eat fast food. You still fuckin’ drool over me like a goddamn dog.

GT: Pshhhh.

GT: No i dont!

TT: …

GT: And even if i did you yourself arent a LADY! Lovely as that would be : )

TT: Oh, I bet.

GT: If you really are so insistent though i haven’t had dinner yet…

TT: Well my shift’s almost over, so if you’re serious you better get here fast.

GT: Oh right on! You dont need to worry my good bro! Im getting in the car as we speak!

TT: Don’t text and drive man.

GT: Ive got my trusty skulltop!

GT: And anyway with that logic you shouldnt be texting on the job! Im sure you’ve got other things to tend to.

TT: Not really. That’s why I’m heading out early.

GT: Oh! I guess i should have put that together haha.

GT: How early exactly?

TT: Like right about now.

GT: Well golly Dirk you could wait for me at the very least : (

TT: You’re right, I could.

TT: But I could also go home and play video games.

GT: : (

GT: Half the reason i decided to come over anyway was to see my good bro!

TT: Well it’s too late, I’m already in the car.

GT: But that means ill be missing out on seeing the real you!

TT: How about I call you. Then we can talk usin’ our voices and shit. Maybe that’ll help up the realism factor.

GT: Well i GUESS that would be close enough…

TT: Sweet.

So that’s how Dirk Strider ended up on the phone with his good buddy pal Jake English while he ordered his first ever fast food meal.

“So you’re gonna want to try the chicken nuggets, first off, because our chicken nuggets are the absolute shit,” Dirk explained, pulling into his driveway. “And I’d also order the fuckin… uhhh…. the double stack burger, since you like lettuce, and that shit has a lotta lettuce. Oh, and get one of the large fountain drinks, too, I just cleaned the machine today so there shouldn’t be any fuckin’ maggots infesting that shit or whatever.”

“Eww, Dirk, that’s gross! I’m going to lose my appetite before I even get there at this rate!” Jake replied, and Dirk could practically hear him wrinkle his nose. He chuckled lightly.

“Don’t worry bro I’m joking,” he assured him. “Mostly.”

Jake sighed deeply. “Well, I’m next in line, so anything else that’d get you off?”

Dirk blushed a bit. Jake was joking, obviously, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t true. Dirk shut the car door and started walking inside as he replied, “If you REALLY wanna get me off, double that shit.”

“Heheh, alright bro, as you wish!” Jake replied, giggling a bit. Dirk smiled to himself at that. Obviously Jake wouldn’t be doing that, but it was still a thought he enjoyed. There was a silence for a moment as he reflected on this mental image, storing it away for later as he flopped down on his bed, when a voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Alright, Dirk, now how do I order? I ask the metal robot box for food, right?”

Dirk came back to himself, and then remembered how much of a self sheltered dumbass his crush was.

“Yeah, roll down your window and when they say some shit like, ‘hello, welcome to [fast food place], I’ll take your order whenever you’re ready!’, you gotta say what you want.” He put on an admittedly obnoxious high pitched tone as he imitated his coworkers - he wasn’t really a big fan of some of them.

“Alright! Then that I will do! One moment!”

And so Dirk sat back and listened while Jake ordered, nodding approvingly as he did so. Jake ordered a double decker bacon burger, a six piece of chicken nuggets with honey barbeque sauce (just weird enough to be a totally Jake English thing), and a coke. All totally good, some of the best stuff on the menu.

And then he said “Oh, and double that order! I’d like two of everything, if you would!”

And Dirk practically melted into his bed.

He stayed quiet as Jake exchanged money with the cashier (Dirk’s manager), Jake joking about how “it only got busy when I got here”, which was honestly probably true. People DID seem to gravitate towards Jake English.

Eventually, he got to pull forward. As he was handed the bags, he gave an honest thank you, before a sound of confusion came from the speakers in Dirk’s earbuds.

“What’s wrong, bro?” Dirk asked.

“Oh! Well, I guess now that I think about it, I should have figured this would happen, but ordering two of everything seemed to include two drinks as well..?”

“Well yeah man, unless you specify that you only want one drink, they’re gonna think ‘double everything’ includes that shit.”

Maybe he was coming off as rude, and maybe his speech was becoming sloppy, but he was currently more focused on taking down the small tent in his pants than he was on explaining the proper way to order food.

“Well yes, I guess so, but… golly, what should I do with the second one? I already can’t drink an entire bottle on it’s own normally, and I was planning on saving the one I ordered for later-“

“I dare you to chug it,” Dirk replied, only realizing he wasn’t just thinking that after the words escaped his mouth.

Luckily, Jake stayed oblivious as always as he replied, “we’ll see if I have enough room left later,” laughing a bit. God he didn’t know how much that turned Dirk on.

“Right. Well, sweet. You got your food, you got your drinks, now what? Should I hang up or something? I can hang up if you want me to.”

“Oh no no no, dickens no! Dirk, I rarely if ever get to call you, I want to hear more of your voice!” Jake replied quickly.

“Wow, so you are absolutely desperate to listen to my voice, aren’t you? Not drooling over me my ASS.”

Jake chuckled a bit. “It’s normal to want to talk to your best bro for at least a little bit each day! And besides, I don’t know if there’s some proper form or whatnot to eating this food. Need I remind you, there’s a first time for everything!”

“Yeah, there is. But what really could be so different about fast food? You just kind of… eat it.”

“Well, maybe there is some proper order or such I need to follow. I don’t know, man!”

“Nah, it’s pretty simple. Take a bit of the burger, then wash it down with that coca cola shit, then follow it by dunkin’ your nugs in that soda like it’s some kinda sauce, really get it all sopping wet so you can eat it all good and soggy.”

A moment of silence followed, before Jake said, “no offense my good pal, but that shit sounds absolutely foul.”

Dirk chuckled a bit. “Nah, nah man, you have to try it. That’s the only true way to eat chicken nuggets. Everyone knows that.”

“Well, thank you for your advice, but I am afraid I won’t be doing that,” Jake replied, laughing along with him.

The two boys proceeded to make dumb suggestions and jokes the rest of the way to Jake’s home, until eventually Jake exclaimed, “Home at last!”

“Cool. Can’t wait for you to go inside and start shoving that shit in your mouth. Make sure to put on a show for me, alright?”

“Heheh, right-o!”

Dirk heard a door shut, then heard Jake yell, “Anybody home? No? Alrighty then!” and then heard another door shut.

“Jade’s not there tonight?” Dirk asked.

“It doesn’t appear so! Probably out gardening or volunteering or something.”

“Huh. Well that’s cool,” Dirk said, trying to tone down his excitement. “Maybe you can like, I dunno. Let loose now or some shit.”

Man was he good at hiding what he was thinking.

“Sure can! I can do almost anything I want tonight, and you’re going to bear prime witness to it all!”

Dirk smiled. “No, I’m not WITNESSING shit, man. I can only hear you, remember?”

“Well sure, that is true, but that’s all a matter of semantics. Who knows, we really should hang out soon anyways!”

“With or without food?” Dirk asked, rolling over in his bed.

“It depends on if this is really all you cracked it up to be! And there is really only one way to find out!”

Dirk could hear the familiar crinkle of fast food bags being opened and unwrapped, then the sound of chewing, then the sound of a hearty swallow, and then,

“ZOUNDS, Dirk! You were absolutely, positively right about this! Dear lord, this is amazing!”

Dirk could only imagine the face Jake was making. It sounded like he was making that face he made when he was super excited about something, the one where his eyes shot wide open, sparkled, but still somehow crinkled at the edges with his smile. Dirk buried his face into a pillow to muffle the sounds threatening to escape him.

Luckily, without needing any further comment from him, Jake continued eating, and the way his mic was set up was right against his throat, so Dirk got to hear every little noise that came from him. And god damn if they weren’t good sounds.

Jake surely wasn’t aware of this, and he’d most definitely move it if Dirk said something, so instead Dirk chose to maintain a comfortable silence on his end as he listened to Jake English absolutely devour a burger. Usually the sounds of eating made him slightly uncomfortable, but picturing JAKE making those noises? That was another story entirely. And those moans of satisfaction? Pure aphrodisiac. After only a few moments though Jake had already finished.

“Mm, gah, I need something to drink!” Jake exclaimed. “That was good, but absolutely parching, heh!”

“You got soda, don’t you?”

“Well yes,” Jake said, “that is true! I’ll go grab it!”

“From where man?” Dirk asked, admittedly somewhat disappointed that the display was already on pause.

“Oh, I set it down on my bedside table,” Jake explained, his voice surrounded by the sounds of a microphone that’s set a little bit too sensitive. “My hands were full.”

“Ah.” So Dirk waited in anticipation till he heard Jake plop back down in his spinny desk chair.

“Alright, here goes! Cheers!” Jake exclaimed. When Dirk didn’t reply, though, he repeated himself, albeit a bit less enthusiastically. “Um, cheers, bro? You have to say it back,” he chuckled.

“Nobody says weird shit like that but you.”

“Well then, I’ll instead say: bottoms up!”

“You do you.” Dirk then quickly tensed again as he heard the almost annoyingly close sound of a bubbling liquid making it’s way down Jake’s throat, and man was he swallowing fast. Eventually though the noises slowed, and Dirk heard a short breath out, followed by a short gurgly burp that seemed to surprise Jake just as much as it did Dirk.

“Hah, excuse me, Dirk! Wasn’t - wasn’t expecting THAT, heh,” Jake said, his voice rising a bit.

“No, it’s cool, man. I really don’t care.” And what a lie that was.

“Al-right, if you say so, bro,” Jake chuckled. “What next, though..?”

“You should try the chicken nuggets. That shit is fuckin’ bomb,” Dirk told him.

“Well then, guess I will! If they’re anything like those patty sandwiches, I’m sure they’re positively delightful!”

“Yeah. Whatever the fuck a patty sandwich is.”

Jake either didn’t hear or didn’t care to respond to that, instead digging around his bag for the small packets of honey barbeque sauce. When he found it, he made a sort of triumphant sound. And as he began eating these, Dirk’s thoughts were only getting hotter and hotter.

Every sound of delight, every smacking of the lips, every pause for a drink just left Dirk hungrier and hungrier, but he had to keep his cool. Even if the mental image of your best bro/biggest crush eating fast food was the exact opposite of “cool”. Jacking off while on the phone certainly wasn’t cool either, and so instead he just clenched his jaw and squeezed his poor pillow harder. Jake would occasionally make comments of course, unable to bask in his own sound as Dirk was, but Dirk would simply give his usual noncommittal reply of “yeah” or “huh”. It was easier that way for him really.

After what felt like quite a bit too short, though, Jake finally gave a somewhat disheartening “aw”, and now Dirk was the one sparking conversation.

“What’s wrong, man?”

“Oh, nothing really! Just finished the box quite a bit quickly, aha!”

“Oh yeah.”

“…”

“Well, you still got a whole other bag of this stuff, too, y’know,” Dirk pointed out. “Not like you’re out of food for a while.”

“Oh I guess that is true..! Here, let me grab the other-“

But it was now or never, and Dirk knew his hormonal high wouldn’t be lasting too much longer if he didn’t do something about it, so he did.

“Hold on a second, you promised me a show, remember? We’re not gonna look back and laugh at your first time eating fast food otherwise. We need some excitement and shit to really add stakes.”

“What do you mean? What would you want me to do to… make a show of things?”

“Uhh.” Dirk paused a moment, hoping it’d make it seem like a spur of the moment recollection and not a nightly fantasy. “Remember when you said you’d chug that soda? Do that shit I dunno.”

Jake went quiet a moment, seemingly thinking, before eventually replying, “Well I can’t seem to think of a reason not to!”

“Hell yeah. Chug chug motherfucker!”

“Heheh, alright!” Jake replied, unscrewing the cap of the second one. And Dirk most definitely noticed that this was a new bottle, the slight click of the seal being broken telling him just that. And he also most definitely was not upset by this. He heard a sharp fizzing noise, then a somewhat shaky breath on the other end, and then the sound of Jake English gulping down a bottle of soda.

Dirk wanted to say something, ANYTHING to distract from how absolutely amazing an experience this was for him, but he just couldn’t bring himself to speak. The sound of swallowing liquid was just so mesmerizing to him, he couldn’t turn his attention to anything else.

Soon though, Jake’s lips parted from the bottle, and as they did so a low, breathy belch came out of him. This time, though, he did not excuse himself, rather just exclaimed, “Hn - gosh, Dirk, all that and it’s still not done!”

Dirk inhaled sharply.

“W-well then, keep going man,” he replied, his own voice shaking with a hideous combination of arousal and nerves. “I’ve chugged lots of drinks, I’m sure you can too, heh.”

“Well of course I CAN, Dirk,” Jake said, making it sound like the concept was obvious, “but it’s a matter of how FAST I can. You yourself never even have any - ahem - eructations, which is honestly something I envy! Especially seeing how quickly you can down a whole bottle-“

“Yeah but this isn’t about me, man. I can do that any old time. I dared YOU to, remember? So uh- hurry up, man!“

Dirk was becoming antsy, the bulge in his pants becoming hotter, more painful by the moment. He knew he had to go soon, he had to do something about THIS. But he couldn’t bring himself to leave just yet, he had to experience just a bit more.

“Well, alrighty then! I can’t leave a good dare hanging!” And so he continued gulping down the drink, this time each swallow seeming much more forceful, more liquid going into his throat than was going all the way down. And, as the bottle began crinkling, a sign it was finally empty, Jake threw it down on the table triumphantly.

“Ya-hoo! I did it, Dirk! Did you hear that? Drank an entire bottle on my own-!” a gurgling noise made itself known in Jake’s throat. “Oh, one moment.”

Dirk heard a thumping sound, like Jake was banging on his chest, and he could just imagine so perfectly Jake holding one finger up as he did so, in an “i’ll get back to you” sort of way. And then the gurgling noise got higher and higher, and then the noises ceased for one split second of silence-

And an explosive belch came from the speakers in Dirk’s earbuds.

The mic clipped as the eructation was happening, and Dirk’s heart was going faster than it ever had. He had to bite his cheek hard to keep himself from moaning, tensing his body with all of his might. And when it was over, Jake’s chair creaked as he leaned back and sighed.

“Oh, MAN, Dirk, that felt - that felt good,” he said.

Dirk had to agree.

Rather than saying that, though, he instead ended up stuttering out, “I- uh, I have to mute myself real quick, you can - keep doin’ your thing, though. Uh, yeah.” He then quickly muted himself and began unzipping his jeans.

“Oh, alright Dirk! Will you be back soon?” Jake asked, sounding almost disappointed.

Dirk grimaced as he reached back up to unmute himself. “Unh, yeah. Yeah, man.”

“Oh, good! I’ll be waiting!”

Dirk nodded as though Jake could see him and muted himself again before struggling to pull his pants off and throw them to the floor. Finally clad in just his boxers and tee though, he reached under his waistband and inhaled sharply, involuntarily gripping his dick as he heard Jake unwrapping the other burger.

Shit, he’d forgotten about that.

When Jake continued eating, now that he seemed to think Dirk was gone, he ate much less tactfully. He moaned a bit more at the new flavors, took longer drinks, allowed himself to let out short burps between bites…

It was better than any shitty prno Dirk had ever watched, and he couldn’t even see this guy. He could only imagine though, the look of ecstasy on his face as he took large bites, tearing his meal to shreds. It gave Dirk more than enough push as he got himself off, the sounds of Jake’s ecstasy mixing with Dirk’s pleasure to create a beautiful, horrible noise.

After only a few short moments (though they seemed very long to Dirk) he had his own cum smeared across the head of his boxers, and he was left gasping for air, body limp as Jake simply continued on, completely oblivious to what his friend was doing on the other line.

As Dirk’s mind was fogged over, he began feeling disgusted with himself for the way he had acted, and he wanted to get mad, punch himself square in the face. But he also felt a deep sense of relief and ecstasy, the kind one can only get from having his fantasies played out in front of him.

Finally, Jake leaned back and let out a belch that he muffled with his fist. Dirk could her the sound of him slapping something like a beach ball, but he knew from experience that it was actually the sound of an overstuffed stomach, and it almost made him want a round two. He sighed and shook his head, though. That could wait for later, at least until he was off the line.

So he reached back up and unmuted himself, and the short “bing!” sound alerted Jake to his presence.

“Oh, Dirk! You’re back! Is everything alright?”

Dirk breathed deeply before answering.

“Yeah, Dave needed some help. With uh, his computer. Dude can’t understand computers for shit, always needs help with some update or whatever. And I didn’t want to - embarrass him, so I muted so you couldn’t hear his cries of fuckin’ agony as he realized all he had to do was turn the thing off and on again. Heh.”

Dirk grinned at how well he was able to bullshit that response.

“Oh, alright! That would make a lot more sense than what I was- no, never mind that. Um, I ended up finishing everything without you, sorry! I know you missed the ‘show’ and whatnot, I just couldn’t help myself!”

Dirk’s heart jumped a bit at that.

“Nah, it’s alright. Totally cool. I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he said simply. Such an understatement.

“Yes, I absolutely did enjoy it! Y’know, I really should have come on over as soon as you started working there. I missed out on some premium meals!”

“Yeah you did. But there’s always a spot in the to-go line for you. Or, hell, even in the regular line. I’d get to see more of you that way,” he smiled. Was he flirting? He honestly didn’t know.

“Oh, yes, I’d love that! I quite enjoy seeing your face, too, you know!” Jake smiled back at him. And he was definitely flirting. “In fact, before you go, could you please turn on your camera? I never did get to see you.”

Dirk blushed a bit, though it was hardly noticeable against his post-cum flush.

“Only if you do too, man,” he said, if only to buy himself time as he got up to walk half naked to his bathroom to grab a washcloth. Or a towel, if you’re a one of those fans.

“Ah, fine, if you insist,” he heard Jake chuckle as Dirk was wetting the rag. “Let me open the call on my husktop quickly… let’s see here…”

In the amount of time it took for Jake to boot up his computer and connect the call to it, Dirk had cooled himself down enough to look presentable. He quickly walked back to his bedroom and put his glasses back on before he turned on his phone camera, angling it upwards a bit to a) make himself look cooler and b) hide the fact that he wasn’t wearing pants.

“Oh, Dirk! Looking gorgeous as ever, I see!” Jake said when he finally noticed.

“Yeah man, looking and feeling like fifty bucks.” He couldn’t hide the small grin on his face.

“Well here, one moment… and- there we go! Camera is on- oh!”

Jake must’ve only then realized how much his stomach was pushing out.

It was quite a sight, really, his face and shirt coated in crumbs and grease as his shirt rode up on his stomach, unable to hide the massive excess he had indulged in.

Dirk’s eyebrows raised and he quickly took a screenshot before Jake could fix this.

“You’re looking good too, man,” Dirk said, hoping it came off as another joke, thoigh he couldn’t hide how impressed he was. “Reeaall good.”

Jake pushed his computer screen up so the camera wasn’t on his stomach anymore, only really capturing his upper chest, face and ceiling now. He then made an attempt to pull his shirt back over his stomach.

“Oh stop, haha,” he said, blushing a bit. “Sorry you had to see that!”

“No no, it’s cool,” Dirk smiled. “I do gotta get goin’ though, much as I love staring at you,” he chuckled.

“Aw alright, so soon? I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Jake asked, looking hopeful.

“Yeah man. I’m not missing school if you’re there.”

Jake grinned. “Sweet! Fistbump for good luck!”

Dirk chuckled and raised a fist to the screen and the two fistbumped, Jake then pulling back and imitating an explosion.

“See ya, man,” Dirk smiled.

“Goodbyeee!!” Jake replied, and the screen went dark as he hung up.

Dirk quickly swiped up to his photo gallery, pulling up the screenshot he had just taken.

Now he had jack-off material for at least two months.

[chowowed]

Venting very hard about doctors, chronic pain, and being ignored.

one of these days i feel like i should just ask on a reddit thread or smthn about my damn chronic pain. every medical test ive had done has come back inconclusive or normal, but there literally cannot be anything normal about a 25 year old who cant stand straight after sitting for a long time, and who ends up in agony every time it rains. if i walk around a fucking store too long i struggle to put the bags in my fucking car. i can't ride in sedans / low vehicles because I struggle to get out of them. some days i dont want to get out of bed because it hurts so much. 90% of the time it only bothers me mildly but the other 10% (right now) has me so frustrated. weight loss didnt help, exercise didnt help, pain killers work for a few days and then stop. i had to strategically organize my classroom so i had a desk near me at all times in case i got unsteady so i wouldn't fall. my left leg refuses to improve at all, and any amount of babying it just makes the right leg inflamed. i run low grade fevers on the worst pain days. Getting sick at all just makes my hips and back scream at a level 9 pain. i know for a fact if i stopped taking my meds again i'd never sleep because of the pain.

"the kid is 9, his legs are just growing. has weak muscles in thighs but will improve as he ages" -> it has never once improved. I've literally been complaining about this pain since i was a child and unable to properly explain it.

"it may be gout based on bloodwork. this medication should help." -> several years ago, not improving the pain. feels like im wasting my money on this medication. also, literally none of the pain is in my feet/ankle/knees. its literally my spine and hips.

"your periods are causing cysts that press down on your nerves. birthcontrol should help stop that, and the pain will resolve." i was 15. im 25. i havent had a period since i was like 19. if this was the case, why isn't it better.

"xray shows labral tear. should heal on its own." -> been years, zero improvement. recommended absolutely nothing for treatment.

"mri came back clean. you may have arthritis, though." -> what the fuck does that mean. i "may?" how can an mri come back and show nothing was wrong but "maybe" it's arthritis. i was literally in pain on the fucking mri table. they immediately referred me to a spinal surgeon.

"xray appears normal! possible slight arthritis in the spine." -> Spinal surgeon was a flop. why the fuck is a (at the time) 23 year old developing arthritis. can you explain why my lumbar looked crooked. why did my mom's spinal surgeon look at a picture of this xray days later and confirm the L2-L3 looked crooked. did you miss the part where i said degenerative spinal diseases run in my family.

"bloodwork came back clean. theres nothing suggesting of arthritis." -> what the fuck!!! other doc just said i might have it!! do i or do i not have it!! if i dont have it why do i have these symptoms!!

"emg shows no sign of nerve damage." -> then can someone please figure out why i'm experiencing nerve pain in my left leg. freezing/burning/water trickling down/pins and needles on thigh/ i cannot feel any touch on the skin above my knee. thats not normal. that cannot be fucking normal. if its really meralgia paresthetica, can someone figure out WHY and WHAT caused it. i was told that would go away, why has it been almost 10 years and not gone away.

Like at what fucking point do these "clean" reports become a fucking red flag? At what point does someone say "hey, wait, what the fuck. that shouldnt happen" I dont fucking want pain meds!!! i dont want to be sick!! I want answers!!! i just want answers!!! i'm happy to try other means of pain management!! i should not be this creaky, stiff, achey, exhausted, and in pain for a 25 year old. i cant even walk around the goddamn grocery store for twenty minutes. what the ever loving fuck man.

what i do want is my handicap placard back. the dmv wouldnt renew it because my doctor didnt use an official letterhead :'(

[caregiverlad]

omg m in so much pain my legs are even sorer after practice tn and its so so bad i shouldnt have worked out as much as i did i mean ik is good and stuff but i actually fell in the shower and bruised my leg bc of how shaky i was to stand :,( idk how im gonna handle practice tmrw.. i love the sport but the pain is just way too much. also i was trying to regress but i got kinda out of it bc my moms not feeling well so obviously im not about to ask her to take care of me bc that would just be plain mean but also i really wanna be taken care of and idk its just rough.. i was crying for like 30 minutes and trying to comfort myself but it was just not good and im so sore to the point i literally cannot stand up like ill collapse on the floor if i try (sry for venting i needed someone to talk to) like im just sick of not being able to regress im always almost there and then something takes me out like ugh.. its been like almost a month now ://

-🐶

how about this, brush your teeth and get all ready for bed if you can, get snuggled in bed, put on a cartoon and regress as you go to bed! if you feel too sore tomorrow then maybe you can sit out of practice for a little. you did double practice today right?! that should count. talk to your coach, i’m sure they’ll understand.