#and my fit was pretty mid but comfy!!!!!!

[hchanlvr]

thinking abt him n im crazy delulu wtf

[gilverrwrites]

omg what kinks would tim have? (i'm going through a tim phase rn)

Ahhh~ Tim ✨

Tim is definitely the most down for experimenting. He reads a lot and wants to try everything with you, but here's just some of my favourites that come to mind.

I think Tim likes to take photos. Nothing digital that can be found by a hacker. Physical photos, mostly polaroids, sometimes film. Things that he can keep locked up somewhere safe until he’s missing you, until he wants to remember how you look on your knees with his cock resting on your smiling face, or your torso, mid-bounce as you ride him.

He doesn’t do it a lot, just when he catches glimpses of you looking so… so perfect, he just has to capture the moment forever. Sometimes you’ll see it coming, you get that embarrassed little grin on your face and try to hide from him, but he cups your wrists so gently in one hand, fawning as he coaxes you to show off for him. “Please baby, for me. You’re so pretty, just one more. Smile!”

Dirty talk. He has such a praise kink, it makes him look dumb. Which is fitting cause he also has a teasing kink. Give him whiplash by praising and degrading him in the same sentence.

“You sound so pretty Timmy, you like it when I ride you like this? Yeah? Yeah, you do, keep making those slutty noises for me.”

“You’re so greedy Tim, eating me like this. Feels so good, don’t stop, god don’t stop.”

Keep going till he’s turning pink, curling his toes, gripping onto you for dear life as he chases that sweet, sweet release. Just beware, cause Tim gives just as well, if not more than he takes.

“You’re so cute when you’re begging for my cock. Keep it up and I might give you what you want.”

“You’re so needy baby, milking me like you’ve never been fucked before. It’s so hot.”

Brainybird works a lot of long hours, often staring at a myriad of screens. Cockwarming is great for him. Allows you to spend time together, and maintain a level of physical intimacy without taking him away from his work for long periods of time. The style of warming can vary depending on your moods.

When he's really under pressure, he likes you quiet and out of the way almost. A pillow on the floor, blankets, anything to need to keep you comfy while you're on your knees, mouth silenced by his semi-hard cock resting heavily on your tongue. He can play with your hair, or look down at his perfect girl/boy/partner/whatever when he needs a rest from the screens. Your dreamy eyes looking back at him keeping him grounded. When it's been a lonnnggggg mission, he might have you on his lap. Cock buried in your sex, head on your shoulder, chest to chest in an embrace as he wraps up what he's doing. Chatting idly to you, asking your advice, humpfing when you complain that it's getting late. And of course, sometimes he does it just to tease. Doesn't matter the position, he just likes to slip his full length inside you and see how long it takes for you to crack. Biting his lips, trying not to laugh at your fidgeting, calling you the tease when you pull his hair or kiss his neck to try and get his attention. Cruel boy.

On that note, hair pulling. I just know he’s so sensitive. A sure-fire way to turn him on, be it just a little tug on his bangs, or a real wrench from the back of his scalp. Anything is sure to have him letting out a shameless moan and turning such an endearing shade of pink.

And this last one is specific to Arkham!Tim, and him only. I know it's f a t, and he likes to bully that thing into you, stretching you out, filling you up. Until your legs are jelly and you're begging him for mercy. Then, when he's done he likes to admire his work. Likes to spread your abused hole apart with his thumbs and see just how much you're gaping from his thick cock.

[katsukiizmoon]

╰┈➤ ꒰🍰🍓🥛 ┊Katsuki will always put you together.꒱

『♡』 hurt comfort, best friend! katsuki, talks of your ex, overstimulation talk (non sexual), besties to lovers, heartache, sensory overload, reader is neurodivergent implied, confession, bunny pet name used, soft katsuki, unedited

You curl into a thick, warm chest and breathe in the scent of Katsuki. A heavy arm wraps around your shoulders, hand stopping mid back to pull you in.

You inhale, sighing deeply. Worries float from the back of your head where they’ll be buried into the ground and sprout. The hand gripping your middle rubs up and down, soothing the ache in your chest.

With a rattle, Katsuki’a chest vibrates to life as he hums. The faint sound of the AC whirring in the background calms the heat bubbling in your soul. Anger.

You’re angry. You aren’t sure why. You stopped dating your ex boyfriend a year ago. Your life is better without dating him. But.. he was once a friend.

And that makes you angry. It bubbles and boils over like a pot left on a hot eye. The heat burns and sizzles the water that is your emotions, steam swooshing throughout.

“D’ya wanna talk about it?” The blonde above you mutters, not moving from his spot. He knows you don’t like eye contact.

You find a place to hide your face between his clothed pecs and you sigh. A whine leaves your lips as you debate, unsure of whether it makes sense to talk about.

“The light was too bright and my sock felt weird, n’ the sound of the tv hurt m’teeth and and- he said he wanted to be friends still and then blocked me.” You muster out, pulling back to breathe.

Katsuki’s eyes shut and his chest sinks, his turn to take a deep breath. And he hums again, turning his face to press a kiss to the top of your head.

His voice comes out hushed, in almost a whisper, “Mmm well that’s not good, do your teeth feel better?”

You nod and one of his hands comes behind your head to tug at the roots of your hair. The tension begins leaving your forehead and you almost cry in relief.

“I’ve got some of your favorite socks, too, bunny.” Katsuki kisses your head again, slow, and with purpose. Your heart stutters and you weakly reach down to yank your current socks off.

“You do?” You ponder lowly, tilting your head to look up at the blonde.

Crimson eyes peer into your own and you bounce your eyes around the corners of the room.

“Mmm n’ let me close these curtains for ya. We’ll get comfy n take a nap.” He mutters, bed creaking.

You sniff, trying to use the tools you’ve always been told to, to not grind your teeth or clench. But before you can start having a fit, overwhelmed with everything going on, the room darkens and he comes back.

He holds a water bottle between his peck and forearm, squished there. Socks and a teether are in his other hand, separated by his fingers.

You snatch the teether and socks, quickly adjusting yourself. The bed feels too out of place and you jerk up. Slinging the blankets off to rearrange them.

Katsuki looks at the bounce in your leg and snatches your bonnet, holding it out. It relieves some of the excess stimulation. Thank god.

You flip onto the bed and chew, worrying the poor thing between teeth and lips. He crawls in after you, AC turned down and you curl into him.

He spends his time humming lowly, soothing the ache and anxiety within your poor soul. You’re met with a familiar wave of heartache and love.

Katsuki is so pretty, so perfect, and it terrifies you. Because here he is kissing your tension headache away while you fidget, near tears over the way your sock felt.

The world slowly begins to calm down, no longer hurts just to exist, by just a little.

And like every other time he’s picked your pieces up and glued you back together, you look at him like he’s everything. He’s the universe, the stars, the moons and the planets. Every galaxy has to have him in it or you’ll damn them for eternity.

He tugs at the roots of your hair again and you curl into him and let the tears leak from your eyes. Sniffling, you rub your face into his shirt and chew on the teether.

“Somethin’ else on your mind ?” He murmurs, pressing his fingers into your back in a way that relieves the muscle ache.

You let out a whine again, upset that you’ve been caught. The blanket still feels wrong and you know that no matter how you change it, it won’t fix. You know that your tongue and jaw will hurt no matter what. And it’s all too frustrating.

“M in love with you, I fink.” You barely get out, voice muffled from the spit covered baby-fidget and your face being pressed into him. Your arms shake and your chest makes you feel like you’re on a run.

The air leaves Katsuki all at once, letting out a breathy, “oh”.

And you assume the worst. You don’t even have to say it for him to know it because his arm tightens around you and he presses another kiss to the top of your head.

Your lip quivers and you start to hug, ready to sob. You crumble once again like a vase that’s been smashed against a wall. Into many pieces, where you feel like no one can ever fix you.

“Okay, fuck, okay sweetness. We’re gonna talk about this after you feel better mkay? So breathe, I’m right here.” He whispers, hushed. You nod against his chest.

Ah, there he is. Standing with the glue in his hand to pick up all your finicky, sharp pieces and glue you back together.

[darlingsfandom]

smut ddlg with cillian on christmas!!

bless you! Hope your Christmas was nice✨

"Well... that was....fun?" You half heartily laughed as Cillian passed you the final dirty plate so you could wash it off and load it into the dishwasher.

"It's Christmas baby, just another excuse for some of tem to drink ya know." He shrugged his shoulders before wiping off the counters to help you out. You playfully rolled your eyes at him before shutting the dishwasher with your hip and tossing the cloth over your shoulder before wrapping your arms around his waist and slowly walking over to the mistletoe hanging above the arch way of your kitchen.

Cillian smiled down at you while tucking some of your hair behind your ear. His lips attached to yours slowly before turning hungry . His hands cuffed your face while his tongue pushed past your sugar coated lips and down your throat. Your knees went weak. The scent of warm cinnamon , sugar cookies and whiskey mixed with his naturally musky scent made your head spin as his tongue pulled out and found the sweet spot below your ear.

"Cillian... daddy!" You corrected yourself so fast as your newly red nails that he paid for slipped down his button up. "Wait! You have one more present.." your words stumbled out as his hands gripped your waist and squeezed.

"Oh do I? What is it darlin ?" He looked down at you with icy blue eyes before you pulled away only to leave a warm kiss upon his cheek. "You get comfy on the couch and I'll be right back okay?" You yelled from down the hall.

Cillian sighed happily as he made contact with the leather couch in the living room that you had decorated so beautifully for the holidays. Silver and gold color palates is what you went with. Garland hanging from the fire place , the candle in the window sat on a gold candle holder, throw pillows with cheesy Christmas puns laid on the couch and love seat, a big plaid Christmas blanket covered the back of the couch and the smells in the house from the sugar cookies and dinner you worked on, it was everything he could ever ask for.

"Daddy! Are you ready?" Your voice echoed down the hall to interrupt his mostly pure thoughts.

"Am ready princess!" He called back rubbing his thighs through his black slacks.

"Close your eyes!" You giggled as the sound of your feet running against the wooden floors filled his ears.

"Okay darlin! Closed."

You appeared in front of Cillian with a soft smile on your lips.

"Open!"

Cillian opened his eyes and his jaw fell on the floor.

"Merry Christmas daddy!" You stood up straight in a very sexy Christmas outfit. It was an X rated Mrs. clause outfit minus the hat. You just placed a plastic bow instead. The white fur lined your cleavage perfectly. The red was made from velvet that lead to more white fur that didn't even reach mid thigh. Your stockings fit nice and snug on your calves as you walked up to Cillian and ran your fingers through his hair.

"Oh my... I must have been a real good boy tis year." You placed your hands on his shoulders before sitting down on his lap.

"I take it you like your present daddy?" Your little eyelashes fluttered at him while you slowly moved your hips against his.

"Best present ever princess!" He gave you a soft kiss before the hunger took over in him again. You kissed him back with just as much energy and neediness while rubbing your exposed cunt against his clothed dick.

"Need you! Need you so much daddy! Need you to fuck my pretty pussy!" With each word you were humping him harder. Cillian lifted you up and switched spots so your hips were hanging off the edge of the couch while he stood over you with the animalistic eyes and mouth hung open once he had your legs spread open and realized you had no panties.

"Yer spoilin me darlin!" You watched as Cillian got down on his knees in front of you and stared at your pussy like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, even though he's seen it so many times before.

His long fingers slid over your folds to gather your wetness and spread it around. A soft moan left your swollen lips as his fingers slowly twisted inside of you. "Oh daddy!" Your hips bucked forward before Cillian pressed down on them to hold you still while his fingers twisted in and out of you. His eyes stayed glued to yours watching how they switched from innocent to dirty. His mouth attached to your clit causing your fingers to grip onto his hair. Cillian moaned against your clit when you yanked his hair.

"So fucking pretty! Prettiest girl with the prettiest cunt!" The sound of him lapping his tongue along your folds back up to your clit before sucking on it with desire echoed throughout the living room. "And tis mine! All mine!" He mumbled into your pussy as you laid there pulling his hair, wrapping your legs around his head and pulling him in closer so you could feel him deeper inside of you.

Cillian looked up through his lashes as his hands wrapped around your thighs and held you close as he ate you out. Your eyes filled with tears as pleasure filled every ounce of your body.

"Oh my god daddy! Fuck me please! Fuck me with your fat cock! Please please please daddy!" You cried out and Cillian couldn't say no! Not when you were begging so well and being such a good girl for him.

"Good girl darlin! Usin yer big girl words." He pulled away slowly before giving your clit one last kiss before standing up to rid himself of his slacks. Once his pants and boxers were being flung across the room you looked down to see that his cock was painfully hard, leaking and dark red.

"It looks angry daddy! Probably because it's not in me!" You gave him the sweetest doe eyes possible as you held open your legs and cutest smile on your lips while your pussy drooled out arousel for him.

"Tats exactly it darlin!" Cillian spit on his hand before rubbing his cock for a minute and slowly sliding it inside of you with ease. Your mouth made the perfect O as you watched him slide it in.

"DADDY! You always feel so big inside of me!" Something took over Cillian and he didn't hold back. The way he leaned over top of you pushing every inch inside of you as your nose scrunched up, the way his forehead pressed into yours as he pulled your tits out of the lingerie , he was hot and heavy all over.

"Tats it baby, take me cock, good girl yes! Fuck!" His words were coming out with grunts that made you wetter by the second as he reached up, yanked your head down by your hair and made you watch as he fucked your harder. A bit of insecurity hit you when you seen your stomach folded which showed off a few rolls but that didn't stop Cillian ! It made him fuck you harder. Sweat dripped from his forehead against yours as you cried out his name.

"Fuck meee! Fuck yeah daddy!" You were clawing at his arms through his shirt as you felt the head of his cock hit your g-spot just right which made your eyes roll back into your head.

"My good girl! Fucking hell!" His thrusts were getting faster but more sloppy as he held you tight. Cillian made you look up at him as he yanked your head back by your hair and your eyes were filled with pleasure.

"Daddy! Stop! I have to pee!" You tried to push him off.

"That's fine darlin! Tis not what ya tink! Just relax and trust daddy yeah? Relax and let it go!" His thumb snaked its way down to your clit and he pushed hard against it before rubbing circles like a mad man. You didn't know what to think! Your body was agreeing to his touch and you felt your orgasm on the edge.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!! OOOOH MY OOH GOD!" You cried out as you squirted against his cock. Cillian rubbed your clit through it as he looked at you with such pride. Your thighs felt extra sticky when your body collapsed against the couch.

"Good girl baby! Good girl! Now yer gonna take me cum!" His eyes rolled back as he pulled your limp body closer to his and grunted loudly before he squeezed your thighs as his own orgasm washed over him and filled you up to the fullest you could be.

"Merry Christmas daddy!" You panted softly as he slowly pulled out of you and scooped some of his cum up onto his fingers before slipping them into your eager little mouth.

"Best Christmas present every baby, tank you! Merry Christmas ." He watched as you cleaned his fingers before laying down next to you on the couch, wrapping his arm around you and giving you a warm kiss on the forehead.

[pupkou]

my brain is rotting over chubby dilf osamu - just imagine him sitting in a cosy armchair, reading a newspaper with a cup of coffee in his hand, his glasses perched on the end of his nose as he watches you above his glasses,,,,

yeah >_< !!!! >_< !!!! >_< !!!!

afab reader + chubby dilf osamu

he’s sitting in his armchair in some soft gray sweatpants and a dark navy blue t shirt that hugs his hairy, soft stomach so nicely and fits nice around his biceps and a pair of crew socks that are soft and cozy for him >_< the colors look so pretty next to his dark arm hair and the salt and pepper stubble that grows lightly on his face >_< and you know that if you pushed up his shirt, you’d see his tummy and chest covered in fuzzy dark hair, so pretty and soft for you >_<

he’s got his reading glasses on so he can read his newspaper and see all the raving reviews about onigiri miya and how they can’t believe it’s stayed good for this long (osamu can believe it) (he does all the work, damn it!), and so he’s smiling a little while he reads >_<

he sips his coffee, which you made for him and set on his bedside table with a splash of cream just like u know he likes >_< he kissed u with morning breath but you hadn’t minded ofc because he never tastes bad <3 but he sees you coming near him now and pretends to be engrossed in his reading so that you have to speak up for what you want >_<

you come to stand right between his legs and fold down the newspaper so he can see you and he smiles as soon as he sees you, eyes crinkling with his happiness as he sees you before he goes “well hi there angel, whaddya need?”

it’s mid-morning, so everything feels soft and comfy and warm and osamu is just so handsome and he makes you feel like you’re going to explode, and so you can’t help but ask “just wanted to see if you wanted to take care of me, samu, but only if you want to..”

he folds up his newspaper and sets it on the table next to his chair so he can grab your hips and pull you closer to him, resting his chin on you and looking up at you from where he sits.

“how can i take care of you, pretty? what do you need?” he says, voice still a little heavy and rough from sleeping even though you know he’s asking for a confession

“need you to eat me out, please,” you ask, trying not to feel embarrassed as you run your fingers through his hair like you’re petting him before you go to scratch at the back of his head like he’s a puppy. he likes that, and pushes his head into your hand at the feeling <3

“of course, baby,” osamu sighs, already swooning at how he knows you’re going to taste (“y’taste so fucking good, baby”) as he takes off his glasses and sets them on top of the folded newspaper. “let’s go get comfy in bed again so i can help you, sweetheart.”

he doesn’t mind if his coffee gets cold; there are more important sweet things to tend to.

@arachn1dfrommars @professionalreblogs @transchainsawman @falloutkeiji @bunny-xoxo hiiiii ^_^

[pumpkinpot]

Okay so, it’s getting colder where I am and that means its time to get my bed ready for the season. 

This includes two mattress toppers with a heated blanket between them, fleece sheets and a fuzzy inner layer to a thick duvet. Yes its comfy, yes my heater is at 60 and yes it is hard to get up in the morning. (this is important I swear.)

So it is no secret that Katsuki hates winter. (tbh I adore winter because my bed feels like that, but that is neither here nor there..) I have this idea in my mind that he is a whiny grump during the cool months. Hot showers just to complain about how cold it is once he gets out, sitting in the kitchen while you bake and buying a big sweater whenever he’s out. 

For this idea in my mind you two are roommates. It’ll later into the night Katsuki had to work late, and when he gets home the house it dark so he calls for you. When he knocks on your door there is no answer but your lights are on. He cracks the door to the warm buttery glow of your lamps and the slightly damp feel to the air telling him you’re in the shower the bathroom conected to your room. 

He’s about to knock on the door and let you know he’s home, but he stops just shy of the wood. You two had a pretty standard roommate relationship. Split rent, roommate game nights and an easy rapport. It wasn’t uncommon for you two to mess with one another on occasion and tonight he was feeling a bit like an ass. 

He looked around the room for somewhere to hide. Your bed was too low to the ground, your closet had no fucking door and you had no other big furniture. 

He decided to slip between the covers of your bed, with the intent to flatten enough to grab you when you sat down. What he didn’t account for was- 

“holly shit this is warm-” he said pulling back your duvet. He squishes his hand into the sheets feeling it envelope his hand in toasty fabric. Behind him the faucet shuts off to the shower and he jumps between the sheets remembering his original plans. 

as he stretches his limbs down further into your sheets he feels the tense chill that hasn’t left his bones since mid September melt away. Sherpa and fleece wrap around him in a thick hug and suddenly he’s forgotten his plan to scare you for a second time. His body sinks deeper into your bed. 

You come out of the bathroom in the same big t-shirt and boxers combo that you always slept in. Katsuki always had something to say about how you were able to sleep in such little clothing when it was so cold out, but he’d never experienced the heat of your very comfy bed. 

You turn off your lights one by one, leaving the last next to your bedside enough to illuminate your book. as you pull back the covers of your bed your heart nearly pops from your chest. 

Katsuki wraps himself around one of your squismallows, a small puddle of drool darkening a spot near his lips. His breathing is soft and eyes fluttering slightly. The bitch is asleep. 

He stirs at the cool air wafting over his upper half. He wakes just enough to scoot over barley enough for you to fit. How generous. 

You squeeze in next to him tugging on his undershirt shirt. “Take this off,” you say, “no outside clothes allowed in bed.”

he does as he’s told flopping back into place. “congratulations,” he mumbles. “I’m never leaving.” 

You knew it was a matter of time before he found your warm little slice of winter, but it was only October... It was fixing up to be a long cold season. 

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[cadybear420]

Cadybear's MC Wardrobes: Evie Ayana, OG HSS Book 3. Featuring some edits by me!

How this series goes: With each book, for a MC I'm invested in, I'll assess each of their in-game outfits. How much do I like or dislike the outfit? Is this something that suits my MC's style, or does it make me go "My MC would NOT wear/own this"? And for the outfits that my MC would not wear or own, how would I alter or replace them? I'm not going to use screenshots from the actual game because I can't be arsed. Also I want to use the different sprite expressions to express how my MC would feel about each outfit.

I like to think this is a good opportunity to elaborate on my MCs' dress styles, and show off some edits :D

Now, let's assess the outfits of OG HSS Book 3 and finish off the wardrobe for Evie Ayana! Well, not quite finish off, as I might make some posts for her in-game outfits in HSS:CA, as well as some bonus miscellaneous outfits I came up with myself for other events in the timeline.

Directory for the other parts will be included in the reblogs after I've completed the posts for all books!

Ch 1: "Not-So-Cold Shoulder" Premium Starter Outfit

Evie would actually really love this top. Although she is pretty lukewarm/indifferent on bare-shoulder tops, she would totally wear this one, mainly for the fabric texture. However, I don't think she'd be too keen on the necklace or the skirt, though, as cute as the flower embroidery is.

Verdict: Only partly in Evie's wardrobe. Alter by replacing the skirt and removing the necklace.

Here's what it'd look like more in her style. I might headcanon this as her casual fit for HSS:CA 3.

Ch 1: "Spring Fling" Premium Starter Outfit

And here we have a reverse situation of the previous outfit. Evie would dig the pants, but not so much the top.

Verdict: Only partly in Evie's wardrobe. Alter by replacing the top.

So how about a combination of the two? :3 (Unfortunately the embroidery looked a bit awkward on these pink jeans, so I left it off).

As it is though, I think I'm perfectly happy with using the "Cardi Cute" outfit for her HSS 3 spring casual outfit (or the altered version of the "Bombshell" outfit, but that would mean paying for the original one which I don't quite think is worth the diamonds). Like I said, I might use these altered spring premium outfits for her spring casual outfit in HSS:CA.

Ch 1/2: "World-Class Tour" Premium Outfit

It's not bad, I kind of like the trim design on the skirt. I can definitely see Evie dressing up so as to at least make the Hearst kids' tour fun. Plus, it sort of matches with Aiden's spring casual outfit, being that it's also a light blue button-up and dark blue bottom piece.

Buuuuuut I don't think the skirt is quite her style. It's just a little bit too short, and doesn't really seem "loose and flowy". Plus, she would prefer an outfit with pants for this type of event.

Verdict: Only partly in Evie's wardrobe. Alter by replacing (or lengthening) the skirt.

Here's how it would be if it were closer to Evie's style. Plus, a version where the skirt is closer to Evie's style. I tried to make the pants blue-ish to keep that color scheme match.

Ch 3: Baseball Uniform

Jock girls stay winning <3

Verdict: Technically not in Evie's wardrobe because you have to return uniforms at the end of the season, but the point is, Evie would love wearing it. Keep it as is.

Ch 4: "Light it Up" Premium Outfit for the Mitchell's Beach Party

This is gonna sound crazy, but... aside from maybe the arm bands, Evie actually wouldn't mind wearing this. The romper is really nice-looking color and aesthetic wise and it looks fairly comfy.

While it is arguably a bit revealing– namely, it does violate Evie's "no skirts that go above mid-thigh" rule, she probably would be a little more comfortable breaking that rule with a romper dress rather than a regular dress or skirt. Granted though, she wouldn't really wear rompers very often, so yeah.

Also, the necklaces are adorable. I love moon/star shapes and so does Evie.

However it might be a little bit too extravagant for her tastes for what I feel is a more casual house-based beach party.

Verdict: Actually would be a part of Evie's wardrobe. Move the arm bracelets, but otherwise keep it as is (but save for a different event and possibly go with a different outfit to wear to the party).

Evie in the altered outfit, plus the m!MC's version of the romper outfit. She'd also love to wear the replacement outfit for the pool party outfit from Book 1 (it would also match Aiden's outfit, then again I might give him a new beach party outfit too as well as all the other LIs). She'd also be perfectly happy wearing her regular casual outfit to the pool party like everyone else did.

Ch 7: "Key to my Heart" Premium Outfit for Open Mic Night at the restaurant

It's decent on its own, but I don't think it's really Evie's style. I don't think she'd really vibe with keyhole dresses.

Verdict: Evie would not own this. Keep the bracelets, but replace the rest with either her usual casual outfit or her usual semiformal outfit.

For this sort of event, she'd far prefer to wear the "Make a Statement" semiformal blazer outfit, or just her regular casual outfit like everyone else.

BONUS ROUND: Ch 11: Band Concert Outfit

Looks fly as hell. She'd dig it. But she would also think it's kinda dumb that the guys (and Cameron) all wear long sleeves while the girls all wear short sleeves lol.

Verdict: Part of Evie's wardrobe. Keep it as is (for band!Evie AU) (but also give her a long sleeved version, and save both for other events).

Long sleeved version! Though honestly, I'm not sure Evie would have really had much of a preference. She likes both styles.

Ch 12: "Silver Goddess" Premium Prom Outfit

God damn it. The cloth and color of this dress is so damn pretty! But there's no way in hell Evie would EVER wear a dress with a leg slit. She'd feel like... like the exact opposite of a goddess.

Also, why is it called "Silver" when the game file describes it as lavender? Not that it's even lavender anyways, that's clearly periwinkle.

Verdict: Evie would NOT buy this. Perhaps alter later by closing the leg slit and removing the arm band. But even then, it would not have become a part of her wardrobe due to a certain other premium prom outfit option...

For now, here's that one edit I made previously of Aiden wearing the outfit because I like it better on him <3

Ch 12: "Black Tie" Premium Prom Outfit

*inhales*

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

Verdict: Becomes part of Evie's wardrobe and is her official prom outfit for the book. Keep it as is.

Ch 12: "Just Peachy" Free Prom Outfit

It looks pretty nice, I like it much better than the premium prom dress. It's neat and simple, which is something Evie would enjoy wearing. She'd also like the peach color too. Especially considering she likes Aiden's "peach".

Of course, there's no way Evie is giving up that tux. So yeah.

Verdict: Evie would wear this, and it maybe would've become a part of her wardrobe if she didn't already buy the tux for her prom outfit.

Ch 16: "Once a Tiger" Premium Finale Outfit (and carries over to HSS:CA as MC's default outfit for that trilogy if purchased)

Not bad, but why does PB hate putting this MC in tops that are cut below the pants? Also, no thanks to the choker-style necklace.

Verdict: Somewhat part of Evie's wardrobe. Alter by lengthening the top and the necklace.

Here's the outfit more in Evie's style, plus her in the m!MC one because I do think it suits her better either way.

Though in either case, I don't consider it Evie's default outfit for HSS:CA. I'm going to be making a different new set of outfits for that instead, and that will be its own series. Stay tuned.

[fitgothgirl]

Hiii look at me making a post! Haven't been super talkative here lately and hardly ever share my workout pics. Here's the one I just finished - I've never seen the t-rex before?? Fuck yeah. 🦖

Things are going pretty well. Since October I've still been successfully slowly cutting back on weed. I'm at the point now where I'm smoking a bowl per evening, if that. I have it locked up in my kSafe until 8pm each day. Soon I'll be updating the rule to 10pm, and after that I'll start smoking every other day, and so on. Me from six months ago smoking all day everyday would not believe I'm at this point! I'm proud. 😁 January 15th is the day I start my official break, two weeks before we leave for Costa Rica, so I'll be sure I won't be withdrawing by then. And when we come back I'm going to keep the break going to hit 8 weeks. Not quitting weed forever but I don't want to come back to the all day everyday shit... Not even daily either. Sounds crazy to me, probably sounds normal to most others though I'm sure lol.

Weight loss has slowed a bit but that's expected now that I'm smaller and I'm like a friggen solitary pound above having a normal BMI lol. Also ever since daylight savings ended, things have been harder to do and I've been feeling more blah. Story of everyone's life I'm sure... So considering all that, I'm still doing really well! No guilt or bad feelings about slowing weight loss or slightly less frequent workouts; no need to rush. At this point I've lost 29lbs/13.2kg total, 19lbs/8.6kg of which have been since late July.

I've also noticed visible muscle! The way my shoulder meets my trap when I flex is more defined, I have more biceps, I can often see my quads, my calf muscle has become an obstacle while shaving lol, etc. Loving it. 💪🏼

An NSV includes wearing more of my women's t-shirts; 95% of my t-shirts are men's shirts (band shirts and Blackcraft lol) since they're more comfy and I often don't like how women's t-shirts fit (depending on how they're cut; women's clothes have zero consistency). But I do have some women's t-shirts and I'm wearing them more again since they fit much better and I'm more confident (my skyrocketing confidence is another NSV!). And another NSV is needing a new belt, and soon here I'm going to need new pants! 😅

Therapy has been helping with all this too of course; I love my therapist. 🖤 She keeps things in perspective and makes sure to hype me up about how awesome I'm doing and tell me to be proud of myself. And since I'm doing so well, she makes sure that I give myself grace when I'm feeling more in a lull. Since things have been harder since DST, I've gotten a bit down or at least worried that I don't want to go back to how I was (health-wise, weed-wise, etc.), but we had a good pep talk yesterday. I'm not even regressing, just slowed down a bit. But who doesn't slow down this time of year...

Anyway, not sure what else to update since it's been a while lol. Had friendsgiving on Thanksgiving weekend, went to Vegas for my bf's work Christmas party a couple weekends ago... Last concert was Psyclon Nine in mid-November (pretty sure that's where I got a cold that emerged a few days later... Either that or an Addams Family musical we went to the next night. But all better now!). And I can't believe I'm saying this but I don't think we have another concert planned until ✝️✝️✝️ (Crosses) in friggen March. So uncharacteristic for us lol. I'm sure we can find something if we want, or I've also been wanting to hit up a Death Guild since it's been a minute for that too. Nothing else too crazy going on, our calendar's been a bit quieter than it has been in years past. But it's kinda nice haha. 😅

[heros-shade-fanclub]

Paragliding into your ask box with an important ask

Give the people one or two (or more, go crazy) fun facts about your Links!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

HELLO SOUPPPP hehe thank you for the ask!! let's see ummmm

I've told you this already, but Ghost and Wolf are *not* blood related in Lullaby! Ghost never had kids or an SO, and got Stalfosed pretty young (around mid-twenties, physically). I'm giving Ghost more of an older sibling vibe than a father/grandpa one :]

Lucky has reallllllly bad sensory issues. He makes or tailors most of his clothes himself so they fit him in a Very Specific Way. Its outfit in Lullaby is a royal guard uniform it tailored to be more comfy

Fish is named that way because he smells like the bottom of a boat. And is always up to something........fishy

Cloud has always been hard of hearing, and lost almost all his hearing during his adventure. Even before then, he usually signed instead of speaking. (Maybe I'll post my voice hcs for all of them at some point)

Cloud is also the oldest Link (not counting Ghost) and he's in his early 40s. He, Groose, and Zelda are very busy raising their first baby together on the Surface (it's a bird)!!

[onesaltyerik]

Deranged Ramblings of A Technoblade fan

Ok I don't know how to blog for shit and I've not slept in two days so yall are now gonna suffer as I throw out my thoughts to the universe.

Technoblade, the character, is often depicted as wearing a corset and while I've not seen anyone complain about it being "unrealistic" because lets be real here the SBI is made up of a perpetually tired bird man, a bard with a habit of destroying countries, a vaguely anthropormorphised to straight up anime elf prince pig depending on the artist, and a Tommy; a corset is the LEAST of one's worries ya know?

Anywho, corsets on a warrior. Being a semi-qualified art historian and an enthusiast in fashion and medieval armour, it is ACTUALLY plausible!

As the common discourse goes, a PROPERLY FITTED and NON-TIGHTLACED corset is actually very comfortable to wear. They were literally designed to support the chest and help with posture despite the common modern idea of the corset being cruel and blah blah blah literally everyone who's worn a proper corset can vouch that it's actually quite comfy. (Myself included, shut up men can wear corsets too.) And depending on the type of corset, they can be very flexible to allow for movement. The type of corset would be the one to look at when determining realism, in this case we got full corsets that are kinda like vests, underbust corsets, and mid corsets. Your full size corset provides the most support as it distributes the weight of the bust around your waist and shoulders, with some types of underbusts doing similar. Seeing as unless c/Techno has a bust size in need of support, this probably isn't gonna be the one worn most in battle as, while corsets can be moved pretty easily in, they were not made in the intention to be worn into battle.

An underbust would be more flexible and still provide any sort of support, and a mid-torso corset probably wouldn't provide the same amount of support but would still help with supporting one's back, especially when riding a horse or walking for a long time and trust me good back support is a BOON when you're wearing armour. On that front, while a corset that has boning made of baleen, metal, or bone might provide some protection to slashing attacks, and distribution of impact to an extent, against an arrow/axe/well placed sword strike, not great. That's the point of wearing a gambison and armour in general. A gambeson acts as a means of keeping armour from touching the skin and chaffing, as well as providing an extra layer of squish between the body and the weapon. You can actually just wear a gembeson when fighting in a pinch, it won't exactly protect against an axe or flail or mace or arrow, but much like a corset slashing damage will be diminished.

So, as for wearing a corset while also wearing armour, to look fashionable but still provide protection, I would say the best way to do so would be to wear a mid-torso corset with a gambeson style interior, and a crop top style gambeson over the top and half-breast plate over that. Would I wear it into battle? Absolutly not. Would it provide protection during a display of power in a parade? Yes. Is it better than nothing? Also yes. Am I going to draw this at some point? Absofuckinlutely! The more likely form, and one that would be very interesting to see that I have yet to see any artist (so far) make, would be a wasp-waist style of breastplate armour. At that point you basically have a full on metal corset that's way more effective than just wearing the weirdly layered bits of corsetry and armour that was previously mentioned. Anyways, I am sleep deprived and have definitley missed a few points but I hope whoever has read this enjoyed the ramblings ok goodnight.

[sweeetretreatofweed]

Chris McLean x Male!Reader NSFW

This is my first post don't judge

Chris held you by the arms. He was chuckling. You pushed him away, blushing. “Th-thanks for, um, catching me,” you stuttered, looking at the ground. You had tripped on a bush and he happened to be there, so he caught you, surprisingly. You thought he would’ve let you fall and laughed at you.

“What are you doing out here so late?” he asked. It was 10 at night and while the others were asleep, you had decided to take a walk.

“Uh, I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk,” you answered.

“And you decided to walk right by my cabin?” he chuckled.

“Well, why were you awake? And outside?” you asked.

He chuckled again.

“God dammit, what’s so funny?” you muttered, looking him in the eye.

His response was “you” as he dragged you inside his cabin.

You were confused. “Where you are now is a while away from the others and you’ll be getting up at 7. It’ll be easier for you to sleep here,” he answered your unspoken question.

“Where- where will I be sleeping?” you questioned.

“Here.”

“No, that’s not what I-” From his wide grin, you knew he knew what you meant.

“Haha, you can stay in my bed,” he said, laughing. “Just don’t come in until I say you can.”

Then, he left, leaving you there a confused and blushing mess. Well, I guess I am a legal adult. You sighed. Your birthday had been a few days ago, making you 18. But still, why am I so special? He could just let me sleep on the couch. I’m sure it’s comfier than the bunk. You blushed. Chris is.. pretty attractive, actually. I guess I never noticed before. Nothing going to happen though, is it? I mean, I don’t really care. Well, I do, but-- Your thoughts were interrupted by Chris coming out in his pajamas, which were quite adorable. He had a grey t-shirt on with dark blue pants. The pants had cute teddy bears on them, which you couldn’t help but giggle at.

“Hey, don’t laugh at me! You’re lucky I even have these. I don’t usually wear pants to sleep,” he defended. The thought made you blush. Dammit Chris, stop being so hot.

He threw a shirt at you. It was a large white t-shirt, whose sleeves came down to your elbows. You knew Chris couldn’t fit in it, so why did he have it?

“Uh, I don’t think this fits you. Why..?” you asked.

“Oh, my ex bought it for me, saying how I would look adorable in a huge shirt. She was wrong. I looked terrible in it,” he responded.

“Okay. Where am I supposed to put this on?”

“I’ll be in my room, the last room down the hall. Go there when you’re changed.” And with that, he left.

You took off your shirt, putting the huge one over it. You took off your ripped jean shorts, too. The shirt came down to your mid-thigh, and it was pretty comfy. You took your clothes with you to Chris’ room, where you blushed before opening the door. You were going to be sharing a bed with THE Chris McLean, your celebrity crush.

The door opened, showing Chris sitting up, only his head poking up from the fluffy cover. Oh my god, he’s adorable.

“Um, where do I put these?” you asked, motioning to your clothes.

He motion to the floor beside the bed. You walked over, depositing your clothes and climbing in bed, as far from Chris as you could be. He noticed, and chuckled once again.

“You’ll fall off the bed if you’re all the way over there,” he pointed out. Patting the bed, he dragged you closer.

He laid his arm over you, snuggling into the crook of your neck. His chest was flush against your back. Your breathing quickening, even though you were begging yourself to stay calm.

“(Y/n), I can hear your heartbeat from here. Am I that attractive?” he whispered in your ear. You could feel your face heating up.

He slid his hand from your stomach to your hip, kneading it gently with his fingers. You were freaking out. What’s happening? Why is he doing this?

“You know, (Y/n), you’re really attractive. And you have a great personality. I think I might’ve fallen for you,” he whispered, sending a chill up your spine. He licked up your neck, kissing your jaw. You let out a shaky breath you didn’t know you were holding. He chuckled, kissing and biting a spot near your collarbone. You were sweating, the oversized shirt and blanket were too much.

“It’s too h-hot,” you murmured. Chris pulled off the cover, showing a bulge in his pants. He sat up, admiring you. Pulling you too his lap, he asked you if it was still too hot.

“Y-yes,” you muttered, not lying but not telling the entire truth. He chuckled again.

“Well, I can fix that.”

He pulled on the shirt. You raised your arms, letting it slip off. You were facing him, your foreheads almost touching. He locked his lips with yours, kissing you softly, then harder. His tongue traced your bottom lip. He pushed you off of him. He climbed on top of you, leaning down to kiss you again. You wrapped your arms around him, grinding against his crotch. This caught him off guard. He groaned into the kiss. Bucking his hips against you, you moaned, making him chuckle. Jackass.

He let go, slipping off your underwear. He leaned down. You could feel his breath on you, his tongue on you.

He licked your inner thigh, then up your length.

“Chris, s-stop teasing me,” you whined. This only made him smirk.

“Well, tell me what you want and I’ll do it,” he said huskily, still smirking.

“Chris, please,” you begged.

“Please? Please what?” he asked in mock-innocence.

“F-fuck me,” you whispered.

“Hmm? Say that again, I can’t hear you,” he said, reaching a hand to cup his ear.

“Fuck me, Chris. I want you to fuck me,” you begged, blushing.

“That’s a bit too vague. Can you tell me in more detail?”

He was starting to annoy you, but his hands held you in place.

“God dammit, Christian, I want your cock inside me. I want you to pound me until my throat hurts. I need you fuck me,” you begged.

He blushed, soon replacing it with a smirk. “Okay. But will my tongue be fine for now?”

He didn’t give you a chance to answer. His mouth was on you, his tongue wrapping around your cock. One moment his lips touched your base, the next they were on your tip. Your moaning had gotten louder. You tried to thrust into his mouth but he held you down. Just as you were about to reach your peak, he stopped.

You shakily swallowed as he took off his shirt. His pants came off quickly afterwards

“Knees, now,” he ordered.

You quickly obeyed, watching him.

He slowly pulled down his boxers, his erection there in all its glory. He chuckled as you blushed and swallowed. You slowly reached out, grabbing his cock. He was still sitting, legs crossed. He brushed your hand away, petting your hair when you quietly apologized.

“No reason to say sorry. I understand you want me, but let me get comfortable,” he smirked.

Chris leaned back, legs spread and knees bent.

“Okay, (Y/n),” he said, watching you. You shivered when he said your name. “I’m ready.”

You grabbed his dick, running your hand slowly up and down. He sighed. “C’mon, we don’t have all night.”

You blushed, ‘sorry’s spilling from your mouth.

“How about you stop saying sorry and suck me off?” he told you, annoyed.

You glared at him, stopping yourself from saying sorry again. You leaned down, licking his tip. He groaned, running his hand through your hair. Your tongue trailed down his shaft, then back up again.

“(Y/n), don’t tease me,” he ordered, voice quivering.

You ignored him, smirking. As he was opening his mouth to say something, you sucked his tip, making him choke on his words and moan loudly. You went back to teasing him. His hand in your hair held tighter, and as you heard him breathe in to complain again, you put your mouth around him and started bobbing your head up and down. You stopped to spit in your hand, using that as lube for what couldn’t fit.

“Ah, (Y-y/n),” he groaned. You bobbed your head faster, trying not to gag as you fit more of him in your mouth.

His hips bucked up as he held you in place. His sticky seed shot down your throat, which you swallowed so there wouldn’t be as much of a mess. You sat up, looking at him.

“Could we be done, (Y/n)? I’m tired,” he asked, smirking.

“Nuh-uh. Christian, you are going to fuck me.”

“Okay, if I have to.”

He leaned over, getting a condom out of the drawer next to the bed. He then got very close to you, whispering in your ear. “I’m going to make you scream my name, got it?” You could only nod, but that seemed to please him.

He turned you around, sticking his fingers inside you.

He pushed you onto your hands and knees, rubbed his tip around your opening a few times, and stuck himself in. You moaned, throwing your head back. He wasn’t huge, but he definitely wasn’t small. His thrusts started off slow as he kissed you. The faster he went, the more you moaned, which made it harder to kiss you. But he liked hearing you more than kissing you right now. He grabbed your cock, jerking you off as he thrusted into you.

Your nails dug into the bed as you got closer. He better not fucking stop now, you thought as you reached your peak. Your load shot onto the sheets, staining them.

“A-ah~” you moaned loudly. “Chri- Christian~ Nngh~”

He kept thrusting into you and jerking you off. The overstimulation and sound of skin on skin was music to your ears. You were reaching your peak for the second time when his thrusts got faster and more frantic. He was jerking harder and faster. You gripped the sheets tighter, clenching your jaw as he thrusted a few more times, fucking you through your peak, then came hard. He laid his head on your back, panting.

He pulled out, took off the condom, and deposited it in the bathroom. You grabbed the shirt Chris had so kindly lended you and put it on, crawling under the covers and waiting for him to return. After a few minutes of him not coming back, you were concerned. Did he regret that? Did I mess up? Oh god, I did something wrong, didn’t I?

The bathroom door slamming shut violently pulled you out of your worried thoughts. Oh shit, he’s mad. I messed up big time.

Chris fell onto the bed face-first, dramatically. He had put his boxers back on. He said something, but the only thing you could make out was “(Y/n)” and “hate”.

“Um, Chris, could you repeat that?” you quietly asked. You thought he hated you.

“I said ‘(Y/n), do you hate me?’,” he repeated, looking at you.

“Huh?” The question caught you off guard. “No, of course not. Why?”

He sighed, flipping over and getting under the covers. “Well, I.. like you. A lot, actually. And how do I show it? By teasing you, getting mad because you were shy and then fucking you. I thought for sure you’d hate me. I’m sorry.”

“Chris..”

He turned to look at you. He looked like he was on the verge of tears.

“I don’t hate you. I-I thought you hated me,” you confessed. He looked at you, confused and concerned.

“Why would I hate you? It’s my fault all of this started.”

“W-well.. I thought you, uh, regretted what you did, everything you did, and, um, blamed it on me.”

He looked hurt, but replaced it with a small smile. “So.. you don’t hate me?”

“Nope. I like you,” you told him, smiling at his smile.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, trapping you against his chest. You giggled, looking up at him. He chuckled, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Goodnight, (Y/n),” he said softly, yawning.

You hummed, laying your head on his chest. “Goodnight, Chris.”

[nejishadow]

PART 2 of Kenjikoto / makokenji drabbles and general Kenji ramblings from the Kenji discord.

Wanna see me ramble about them in real time, bounce ideas, think way too hard about Kenji headcanons and generally just wanna talk about Kenji?? Join @bakafurai's Kenji Discord! Link in its' bio!!

Like my other post, you're free to be inspired by these ideas for this ship, flesh them out, fanart / fanfic whatever! I encourage it because I haven't written fic in years! Just tag me, link me, something, because people being inspired by my work is the biggest boost to my productivity ever. I also recently moved so I can't draw until I get a desk, so I can only ramble forever lol

Everything under the read more because there's a lot and they're long.

General Kenji Headcanons and Thoughts

@shadowfreak98 and I were discussing the idea of if Kenji would like sour candy. It was brought up Kenji's pretty picky, and doesn't like people who eat food they don't enjoy, so a good chance he wouldn't like sour candy - it's painful, not enjoyable!! This combined into: His sister probably likes sour candy, so it's always in his bag, even with him not liking it. Makoto gets a lot of them, since he seems the type to eat 4 warheads just to see the results.

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Since Makoto dresses very casual in summer and his winter is more "formal" (??) and Kenji criticizes Makoto's fashion sense, I've assumed Kenji likes more punk-y alternative stuff. Odd that Atlus gives multiple Magicians canonical interest in fashion but then doesn't expand or give particular examples. Chokers are generally first associated with punk-y cultures, which a lotta street fashion dips into, and I can see Kenji's camo cargo starting to go in that direction.

I am horrible at putting together outfits, but mid 2000s street fashion Kenji and Makoto can and should exist.

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General Kenjikoto Stuff

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Makoto getting tired of hearing Kenji criticize his fashion but not giving great tips. Kenji going alright, come to my house after school. Has a ton of different clothes, he can think of some things that'll work! Kenji throwing half his wardrobe at Makoto, but realizing. Having Makoto try on these outfits means Makoto is wearing his clothes. He's not sure how this is making him feel... pivot! None of this fits, Makoto is taller, we're going shopping!!

Related idea from bakafurai that Kenji does give Makoto one larger hoodie from his closet because oh no. Makoto looks really cute in it. Just take it! Ordered it online or something but got the wrong size, could never throw it away. Lets Makoto keep it (little bit out of panic little bit out of honesty), but regrets it (not) as he now thinks about it whenever he looks in his closet.

Meanwhile Makoto at the dorm sunk into the couch with it, drinking something warm, just… comfy.

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Kenjikoto kiss (maybe first kiss?)

Makoto, gently holding Kenj's face, can tell he's a bit nervous. So he starts with the forehead. Then the bridge of the nose. The cheek, and finally the corner of the mouth. Leans back a bit to give Kenji space, a chance to back out. But Kenji's the one to lean forward and actually meet their lips. It's a bit clumsy but it's honest and it's theirs.

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Kenjikoto is in my heart of hearts autism4autism and this image sums up my thoughts perfectly. Not one I rambled about because I didn't have the energy but one I very much would love to see explored.

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Kenji makes just the worst joke ever heard Makoto can't help but chuckle a bit, but can't stop it from turning into an actual laugh Kenji goes a bit wide eyed just - oh… I want to hear this all the time

"Don't ever tell that joke again, it's horrible." (Lying) "Ok, ok, I promise." (Lying)

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Kenjikoto wedding

Makoto wearing a very plain suit - "What, isn't this what I'm expected to wear?" Pulls at the lapel

"… Makoto. It is YOUR wedding, not theirs. We're getting you something that'll make you light up the whole room."

A moment of silence … shrug "ok. If you say so." He's happy Kenji cares so much but - can't express it in an eloquent way

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Short ramble based around @bakafurai's Reversed Fates AU This is one that only bakafurai has permission to expand upon or use since it's directly based on his ideas

Kenji moping/stressing around the dorms for awhile, maybe he studied hard for some tests but still didn't get amazing scores, any reason

Makoto notices, but doesn't know what to do to fix it. Studies and researches, because he knows prolonged stress isn't healthy.

once he's gathered his info, he goes to see Kenji in the kitchen the next morning, and gently pulls him into a hug, as best as he can do

Kenji just huh?? Bwuh what?? Freezes up cause it's too early to think

"I read several articles that body contact relieves stress… is that incorrect?" Steps back a smidge, but keeps a hand on Kenji's arm. "Your heartrate went up instead. Apologies. I should have asked, I still haven't mastered mannerisms."

Kenji, now awake to realize how he reacted panicks a smidge, just "No, no Makoto it's not your fault! I… just wasn't expecting it. Once you get around our age people just… kinda stop giving out hugs like that."

A head tilt from Makoto, processing but a bit confused. "I didn't read anything about hugs losing effectiveness, why would they stop?"

Kenji contemplates for a second, and decides it's too early and I'm too hungry, I'll have that convo later. "It's complicated, ok? I'd need a lotta time to go over that. Never mind it! Let's just… try that again?" Opens his arms a little

Makoto nods and slips back into the hug, maybe holding a bit too hard, but Kenji thinks, actually this is kinda nice, relaxes somewhat

Bonus if Kotone comes down trying to rush, and doesn't care about this at all: she's irritated they're blocking the fridge and she needs her food dang it, do this somewhere else!!

It's all rough ideas what can you do.

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Wrong Number AU

starts pre Makoto transferring in

he flirts with a girl and he thinks it's going well, gets her number (but oh no she gave him a fake number gasp)

texts it later at night because he doesn't want to seem too enthusiastic. But shortly gets a response telling him 'I didn't give out my number to anyone. Sounds like you got duped'.

Kenji, so disappointed, laments for a bit. Decides he's gonna text back the number to apologize for bothering them. But they don't mind, even offer to keep talking! Something like 'Nobody is ever texting me anyway, it's interesting to have a change of pace. Feel free to talk about whatever.'

is that… odd? That a stranger would want to talk to him? Well, Kenji doesn't feel that weird talking to strangers irl… this is kinda safer. They don't seem malicious

So Kenji starts texting off and on. Once or twice every couple days, about a new ramen promotion, about a horrible test. But quickly it's every day. To several times a day. He even starts sending photos of fun stuff he sees (never with identifying info, for safety!). Number even starts sending pictures back! They're never as hyped or excited as he is over things, but sends some beautiful landscapes and views of the sky.

Over time they reveal at least a smidge of info as they begin to trust each other - both highschool boys just trying to get through life. Number has an interest in photography but doesn't see a career in it, Kenji talks about his passion for fashion

People start noticing how much he's on his phone. Has it threatened to be taken away a couple times in class, his parents comment he looks happier when he's texting lately, they're glad he has friends he wants to keep in contact with

Rio's the first to actually learn the truth. They're hanging out and Kenji keeps taking out his phone, who is he texting so much he's picking it up every few minutes?? We're supposed to be hanging out!

He ends up telling her the whole recap, up to now. She thinks he's crazy. A complete stranger, they could be lying about everything! Do you really know them? She just wants Kenji to be safe. Maybe he should think of deleting it

And Kenji does think about it, honest… but… it hurts? To think of losing all that they built over the (I presume) months. Nobody else had cared so much, even with his sometimes clinical / flat text tone sometimes

promises her he'll consider it. Really

later, after mulling for so long, texts: "so. I realized I've referred to you as 'Number' in my head all this time. Do you have anything you want to be called? You don't have to tell me your real name! Something your friends call you?'

the gap between texts is much larger than usual. He worries. Paces a bit. Did he overstep? But text comes back

'I don't have any friends. Outside of you. Pick something for me?'

relief rushes in. It's ok. They're friends, he said so.

insert the him starting to fall a little bit. They reveal a bit more info at a time. Have super late night philosophical rambles

before anyone knows, a new school year has come around. Of course, Makoto transferring in disrupts their usual texting schedule, makoto doesn't check his phone during class. Kenji doesn't think to approach him, he has Number after all!

Unsure how long it would take to realize, cause you could either do

they do this for months more without finding out Or

they become irl friends, and dont know until they swap # s

Some fics, with the reveal of the number being the same, it kinda goes a betrayal vibe? But I think with these two it might be relief Especially if Kenji is starting to like "both" of them, and he's been a bit torn for awhile, about how to split his time and deal with his feelings. Makoto maybe even something like - I should have known. Maybe I did know but just… didn't want to risk it.

Thinking of the things they can say to start connecting the dots

one of the nights Kenji is hanging out at the dorm, Makoto's taking pics on the roof. "I have a friend who's kinda into photography. Maybe you can teach me stuff so I can understand him better!"

Kenji dragging Makoto shopping once he sees all his outfits are the same 4 colors with no accessorizing. "I don't know much about fashion… only know one person who does actually" "Well, now you know two!" Peace sign

Eating ramen and maybe Kenji makes a comment super similar to something he texted. Makoto notes it, but maybe dismisses it because it's a common enough comment about ramen

Maybe Kenji brings him a place he'd discussed with number as a fun place to go, and Makoto notes he'd never been there / to one. Kenji just thinks he attracts shut-ins

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Insanely short idea(s) for Angel / Devil:

If Kenji's an angel / Makoto a demon:

Makoto's a demon who got lost, was so apathetic he just wandered and wandered

By the time Kenji finds him he has zero bad vibes and / or energy, or at least ones Kenji can sense, so takes him in

If Kenji's just a regular guy and Makoto a Creature:

Makoto was sent to him to Teach A Lesson (could be Angel or Demon), but would rather just chill. More just turns into an extended hangout

If Makoto's a regular guy / Kenji an angel:

Kenji's first Big Job is to try and teach this guy to form emotional bonds / overcome his trauma, but by the end he's way too attached

Makoto doesn't 100% believe this is happening so goes along with it

I can't think of Kenji being any sort of demon or devil, because if he was he'd be awful at it lol. I think at most he'd be some spirit

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There's even more ideas I have but this post is already miles long! See you tomorrow for part 3!!

[seiwas]

Hi sel!! I am free from the shackles of finals _(´ཀ`」 ∠) _ crawling out of my uni's computer room into your inbox for the pretty ask game hehe :] idk if you've done them yet but how about silk and perfume?

midi!!! aaaaahhhh congrats on finishing ur finals!!!!!! 🥺 am so happy n proud of u 🫶🏻 akkzndkdn nawt u using ur uni’s computer room heLP 😭

thank u for sending some asks doe 🥺

silk; what outfit makes you feel confident?

honestly, a rlly good gym outfit is my go-to 🥺 leggings, sports bra, long socks, and some kind of fitted cropped top/baby tee!!! i loooove the look, also bc it’s comfy for me and i feel like i can move around freely!

perfume; favorite scent?

ooo i like clean and fresh scents 🥹 cotton is one of them, and based off my perfumes, the notes i gravitate toward are:

top — quince, mandarine, bergamot, grapefruit, neroli

mid/heart — jasmine, hyacinth, white tea, peony, freesia, violet

base — cedarwood, white musk, amber, oak moss

send me pretty asks!

[lunicho]

ahhh yes i will stop by thank u🥹!!

omgg shhhsshhh i can’t handle thinking about seongbin interactions rn pls!!!! /hj

but idk i think i’m gonna try to wear smth really slutty #1 to avoid overheating and also cuzzz yk im not going to have a y/n moment but i still want to look good for them😓

i wish u the best for riize and txt i really hope it’s a great time too!! i’m sure it will be and i do always think it’s still worth it to be there for the experience even if ur seats are farther back, even if u don’t have vip (not saying u don’t for those but just like in general) because it’s still so much fun!! i just really wanted vip and had a unique situation where i was able to (for once) get that so i went for it for ateez but even though i felt a little left out at enha last year it was still fun and i was happy i was there rather than not. i agree.. i want to do fun stuff this year too i rly don’t want to miss out on all these concerts but i’m also afraid of getting too caught up in worrying about FOMO and not being realistic but… we’ll see.

what are ur plans for ur outfits for riize and txt? and are u bring anything, lightsticks, banners, etc?

- 🍑 anon

literally can't even begin to think abt how silly an interaction between me and mr timothy will be 😭 i just feel like me and him are pretty similar and we'll be rlly goofy but im excited to find out 🤭

i literally automatically default to slutty for every concert and everytime i go to dress up so i am in support! doesn't matter if they'll see u cuz everyone else will and as long as u feel good in what u wear that's what matters!! that's really true, i get terrible fomo but like if i have the means to go and do things then i'll do it, as long as im not overextending myself for it yk?

ahh idkk!!! i wanted to wear this pretty pink corset that i have for txt but it doesn't fit that well bc it ended up not being an actual corset?? and it's like this weird in between of a shirt and corset but i'll see, i might just wear something comfy cuz im not floor anyways so!! and for riize i genuinely have no clue,,, will probably just wear a miniskirt,, i can also reuse my outfit that i wore for enha last year!! we shall see! i might buy lightsticks at the venues!! cuz im not bringing anything else for either! im kinda excited to have seated non floor tickets, it's been so long since ive been to a con where i can be like mid venue and just chill how i want, so much less pressure!

[vancilocs]

30-39 for any blorbos you have 0.5 seconds away from bursting out of your nogging?

my parents ambushed me and took me out to get some chicken nuggest. also you get the vampire n the king

30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out?

Raven makes sure to move a bit every day, usually a few pushups and crunches and plenty of stretching, and goes on nighttime walks with his cat. No difference from how he acts.

Fenrir mainly just walks around the castle or goes horseback riding, mainly to work out his anxious energy, if he's very twitchy he will go out for an hour or so and be more relaxed. He's banned from riding saddleless and he's a bit pissed about it.

31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing?

Drinks very little because his liver is already so fucked up, at most he will have a tiny bit of wine. If drunk, lays around and cries. If hungover, lays around and cries. Not a fan of looking after drunk or hungover people either, but won't complain, will hold their hair back and say nothing.

Drinks a bit too much though he has cut back a whole lot from his youth, still will down a bottle of wine in a night three times a week. When drunk he's sleepy and cuddly and giggly, when hungover he's like a bear that's been shot in the ass, don't talk to him. Gently makes fun of drunk or hungover people, especially if they're his kids

32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like?

Mainly wears black work clothes, buys from any retailer that has clothes that fit at a reasonable price. Sleeps in a hoodie and boxers. Wears eyeliner and eyeshadow on gigs, keeps his hair mid-length and clean, tucked behind ears or swept back

Wears the finest finery, embroidery, leather, jewels, velvet cloaks and gold buckles, but adds his own rougher style with leather gloves and chokers and needless straps and belts. One good part of being king is that people can't tell you what to wear. Always compensates his tailors well, so while he doesn't buy new clothes often, when he does they're the best quality. Sleeps with just pants on. His hair's real long and luscious, good for braiding and buns and ponytails if he's feeling sassy

33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties?

Simplest black boxers money can buy

34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body?

Tall (like 190 cm), thin, kinda sinewy? He's a bit too skinny compared to how much muscle he's built. He doesn't particularly like his body, mainly because he's so chronically ill, but weight and heightwise he's fine.

Also around 190 cm and way more built, he's got some chunk ontop of the beef, no abs here no sire. Thick boi, can't knock him over with a pail of water. He thinks he might have gotten a bit too fat but that's nonsense.

35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure?

Sleeping with Vikas is a guilty pleasure, as is sometimes smoking (he only does when very stressed). Unguilty pleasures are sleeping late because he has a night shift and just laying in bed petting his cat

Smoking and drinking are guilty pleasures, old bad habits die hard. Feels no guilt over delegating small responsibilities to his underlings and laying in bed with his wife or spending time with his toddler, like bitch why do you think I hired you

36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing?

He is a singer and a keyboardist, very good at both. Doesn't have the energy for other hobbies.

The best horserider in the castle (closely followed by Rawk), pretty good at swordfighting. Not a great singer.

37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction?

He enjoys some reading, especially gothic poetry, writes some songs himself so those are inspirational. Likes to take his time reading and analyzing. Sometimes indulges in nonfiction.

Doesn't like reading and is slow at it but also doesn't destroy books on sight anymore. Mainly reads important letters and documents, sometimes children's books for Nepheli.

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?

Admires assertive people (Lyssa shutting Orion up made her a legend in his eyes) and wishes he was better at managing his own emotions. Unfortunately your upbringing left you with some attachment issues

Doesn't understand how people can stand long meetings without going insane or falling asleep. Or how people like reading. Or how his wife can talk with people with a smile on her face and then later say that she doesn't actually much like that person

39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging?

Communicates via text always, receiving a letter would be kinda romantic tho.

He doesn't write letters because his handwriting is ass, he dictates them instead

[bloodymiso]

I have blueish-gray eyes with red hair that's in a side shave (like one side on my hair is shaved). I am chubby, I have tons of freckles except on my face. I like wearing emo style clothes or comfy clothes like hoodies and sweats. I hate dresses and shorts, I don't like showing off skin. I do have tattoos....

Can I have a male stardew valley matchup please?

Likes: anything with drawing/painting, games including board games.

Dislikes: uhhh spiders, driving (I refuse to get a driver's license it's a huge fear of mine.) I'm not scared of being in a car just driving it.

Isfp-t, I am a cancer. People say I have rbf (resting bitch face). Though I am really nice to people, unless they mess with the people I care about then I couldn't care less about them. I try to be helpful when I can. When I am around people I know, I can be loud and talkative (the loud part isn't on purpose it's just when I'm happy or excited and yes I have been told to quiet down or to shut up because of it.) Though because of having been told to be quiet so often I rarely talk now. I tend to put people a lot before myself. I don't really like talking about my personal issues to anyone and can be known as the therapy friend. It's the opposite though when I'm around people I don't know, I'll be quiet and not wanting to interact. I have adhd, depression and anxiety (wonderful I know). When I do get upset I don't talk and won't interact until I have calmed down. I do cuss a lot though I'm more careful when I'm around kids/people I don't know. If I have a fight with someone I prefer to sit and talk it out and hate it when they walk away from me when I'm just trying to talk to them.

i ship you with..

harvey!!

i don't usually ship people with harvey because hes MY babygirl but i think it'd be a cute fit

harvey is SOO sweet like so sweet i love him sm. rbf? he knows youre kind. talkative and "loud"? its fine he loves your voice. upset? its okay he knows you need to calm down. he’d listen you you rant, you’d listen to him rant.

he likes to paint with you, even though hes bad. he'll probably just get a bunch of plants and use them as "stamps" instead. ygs would have "board game nights" every friday in his house(just incase a patient comes). he'll probably start rambling about coffee mid way for like an hour. i can imagine ygs playing cluedo(a mystery board game) with "british accents".

*cough cough* scarlet used the revolver in the conservatory!

he won't pressure you into driving but hey he might ask if you wanna bring the car out the driveway just to see if your confidence has increased but he wont be a dick and force you. he doesn't really care about your style, your style is your style:)

ygs met when he was on a quick trip to pierre's. he saw you wondering whether you should get carrots or lettuce as you muttered "but carrots are crunchier.." and came up to you and started rambling about the two's different nutritional values. eventually it became your “thing”.

oh whole wheat bread versus white bread? so you see—

harvey was so enamored by you, whenever he took his weekly trip to pierre’s, he found himself searching every single aisle for you.

you found harvey silly(/pos), he found you pretty/handsome/whatever term you prefer. you didn’t exactly reply to whatever harvey would say but you’d send back the most bright tiny ass smile harvey had ever seen.

eventually harvey’s dumb rambling to you turned into actual conversations

“personally, i think you should get the zucchini” “i dont want to its bitter” “so why did you ask me?😿”

as you were dating, that dumbness still continued

thanks for the request!reblog to support!! labyu<3

(ps: youre both scared of spiders so goodluck when cleaning harvey's musty crusty bookshelf. )