#anyways I'm still crying from this finale this show has been so dear to me these seven years

[meo-eiru]

Hihihiii :3 Hope you're having a great day author!

This is my first direct interaction in this website generally speaking, so what better way to start than rambling my head off about the twink slutty baby? YES. Lavi. That cute whore that's been on my mine for a good while now...I want to kiss him, want him to cuddle me so bad grrrr I want to rim his pretty ass and use it as my only life source for the rest of my mortal existence. I want to follow every single one of his instructions on how to please him while he guides me with that shit eating smug grin '>:3'. I totally see him as a power bottom, riding my strap effortlessly while he pins me down telling me how much of a pathetic virgin I am and how fortunate I am to even be touching him, how lucky I am that he's willing to teach me how to make him feel good, how he'd laugh once I'm exhausted and he keeps nonchalantly bouncing still with his endless incubi stamina...MMMM...But also, I want to hit his ribs each time he throws an annoying tauntrum, or make him whimper each time he breaks something expensive, I want to sneak into his phone and watch just all the dozens of porn he has in his gallery along with his search history, I need to make him cry so hard until we're both doubting who's the real pervert here...I NEED to peg him. I NEED to spank his cute jiggling ass until it's red and sore. I need to make him deepthroath my strap and perhaps give me head. I NEED to grope his cute small chest and nurse on his rosy nipples while he tries to make a teasing remark only to be interrupted by his own lewd moans. I NEED to watch how all that lube and cum slowly leaks out of his puffy hole with profane sounds while spreading his supple asscheeks further apart as he whines and mewls begging for more. I NEED to cuddle him from behind while I finger his thight whorish asshole, I NEEEED to give him some genuine, gentle love-making while kissing his pretty face and cooing sweet nothings into his ears while he grabs onto my neck thightly saying shamelessly how good it feels.

I want to give him goodnight kisses on the forehead, cheeks, nose, eyes, tummy and finally his soft lips. I want to feel him clinging onto me with his limbs (and tail of course) while we sleep, even better if he craddles my head on his chest. I might even forgive his murders if he promises to be a good boy with a pretty pout even though he'd probably be crossing his fingers behind his back. I want to do each other's hair and nails. I want him to listen to the music I listen to (Rabbit Hole by DECO27 would be SO him). I want to see his deadpaned and disdainful face when I tell him all my bad jokes. I want to go out with him at those aesthetic cafés and buy him everything he wants even if I won't be able to buy anything else for a while. I want us to get matching couple cheesy things. I want us to do lovey dovey stuff together and maybe a kiss that doesn't end up looking out of a hentai. A wholesome one. I want him to live on my lap. I want him to try make him wear decente clothes from time to time. I want to see his reaction once my mortal life comes to an end. (If he cries and gets depressed he'll look so pretty but if he laughs he'll also look so pretty). I want to show him off to my friends even if I know he's probably the type that types 'uwu', ':3' or 'nya~' either satirically or not. I would bear the cringe for him. I want to send him memes and reels and, overall, just hear his laugh because I'm sure it would be gorgeous just like him. <3

He literally lives rent free in my mind this is a call for help. I crave for more Lavi content.

I'm not horny. You are.

Anyway, thanks for the constant posting! I love how you write your characters and draw/paint! You're one of my favorite artists. Eat well and have a good day/night. :)

Oh my dear GOD this was a ROLLER COASTER

I don't even know where to start. Alright so first of all, this is so deliciously written omg??? You made me put Lavi on a plate and eat him I bet he'd taste like cake. The contrast between the wholesome parts and the extremely unholy parts were crazy I felt like I was in a car that randomly speeds up and down

Rabbit hole is indeed very Lavi, the animation fits him so well as well. If I knew how to make them I'd definitely draw a Lavi version. And yes he's definitely the type who'd type "uwu" and ">:3" unironically

THE DRAWINGS ARE SO CUTE AS WELL!! HE LOOKS SO ADORABLE LOOK AT HIS CUTE LITTLE FACE AND CUTE BUTT

[inconsistent-kuroshitsuji-blog]

Can I request Sebastian with a gender neutral s/o (or master) who had a mental breakdown bcs of math and acted like nothing happened infront of him? (I'm gonna lose my mind over math)

My dearie, of course. I know, it has been a while, but now I am here. (That sounded like I'm some sort god-figure.) I'm about 90% sure that I have completely lost my mind over math and have no way of getting it back.

Sebastian comforting you after you lose your mind over your math homework

When the fuck did math get letters? Why does math need letters? Why must it make a problem out of everything? Who cares at what degree a certain angle of a roof of a weird art exhibition is. Why should you care at what height a discoball is located if a laser hits it at a certain angle? And who even thinks of such ridiculous problems?

Advanced education? More like an advanced headache. You've sat here at your desk for about three hours, longer than you planned to. You were just trying to do your homework, but nothing was working out. The numbers didn't add up, you don't even know where to start at. It is all too much, too much at once, you just can't handle it anymore.

Throwing away your pencil, you start sobbing over that darned piece of paper. What is this supposed to teach you? Well, nothing that matters to you, of course, yet you're still forced to keep up with algebra and geometry and analysis, totally useless in your daily life. If only these problems were solvable with tears. The only thing they do for you right now is smudge your already hastily written tasks and solutions. Oh, how you hate this. You can only hate this. How could you ever do anything else-?

Your door opens. What now? Who has come to bother you at your lowest point of the day?

"Is everything alright, my dear?", you hear, yet you don't look up. You don't have to do so to know who is there. You'd recognise his gentle voice in a crowded room full of people who don't know how to properly adjust their voice volume. You also want to save yourself from the embarrassment of him seeing your puffy red eyes. So you only mumble something into your arm, something along the lines of "Maybe, I don't know, leave me alone.".

But he didn't. Of course he didn't leave, he never really does what you tell him to. Just like his beloved cats, Sebastian does what he feels like doing at any given point. So if he wants to physically see your tears for his amusement, he will watch them slowly run down your cheeks. You hear how he places something infront of you.

"If everything truly was alright, you'd show me your beautifull face. So, look up for me.". That snarky bastard. You'd hate him for that if you didn't love him more. So you slowly look up to him, eyes all puffy and swollen. "See? I'm fine.". You finally realised he placed a batch of biscuits infront of you, freshly made of course. Sebastian looks down at you with that smirk he always seems to have on his face. "Well, I don't believe you. You're a bad liar, kitten. What is troubling you?". He doesn't even wait for your answer, he just looks down and responds with a little "Ah.". He saw everything he needed to see.

"Is your scholarship too hard on you again? Or is it you being too hard on yourself?", he asked while sitting down next to you. He seemingly tries to make out what you wrote, but it is simply incomprehensible thanks to your tears. "I told you already, it's nothing. Just some stupid problems. As if I would've brought them to class anyway..."

"Frustrated, are we?". "Shut it...", you deliberately look away, yet he pulls you into his arms and starts to stroke your head. "Now, no need to cry over silly made up numbers and problems. Rest your head for now.". Sebastian slightly nudges your head onto his chest. Maybe he's right. You should take a little break, just for now.

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Phew, finally something fresh on my paige. As you can guess, I'm well and alive, more alive than well but alive nonetheless. I'll see how I can get back on track. But until then, I will fulfill the meaning of my name by disappearing suddenly and reappearing again. Like a little ghost.

Until then~

Your Inconsistent Kuroshitsuji Blog~

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - a shocking upset to the rankings

Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Nov 2023 Wk 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

My Dear Gangster Oppa (Thurs iQIYI) ep 5 of 8 - It remains absolutely delightful. We already knew this pair does boyfriends damn near perfectly. It’s a pleasure to watch them as a couple, coupling all over our screen. The relationship does feel a bit rushed but frankly I like the pacing, it’s kind of Korean style which makes sense considering the original IP. 

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 1 of 10 - You know what this is? It’s FUN is what it is. I haven’t felt this way about a BL in a while. Sure is has an uneven story, fight sequences, pacing, and acting but still… yay! Billy is great, he very good at thirst. It’s a crime Lee Long Shi isn’t in this, but otherwise weeeeeeeeee!

(Also was that Bangsean I spotted?)

Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 3 of 12 - The montage of them learning and training together was so stinking cute I can hardly contain myself. Plus a little language play? (Did you catch the added “na” on to thank you? Gah! So sweet.) Have mercy. I love the banter that these two can execute so smoothly. It reminds me the most of TayNew back in their Kiss days. Or Nanon & Ohm in Bad Buddy.

There’s this breezy casualness to friendships and long-term relationships that Asian BLs seem to find really hard to execute (I’m thinking about something like Hospital Playlist as the best example). It’s more a friend chemistry than a lover chemistry, although of course it can morph into that.

Anyway, I am waffling, but I’m loving this show. (The bit with the teacher made me cry.) I also really love how much actual Bangkok we’re getting from it for a change. 

Finally... how much did @respectthepetty and I love the pink milk shirt moment? SO MUCH. Color theory, plot devise, fashion, food, and a trope reference all in one. Well done GMMTV! Very well done.

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 4 of 10 - I would like it if we got onto the BL section of this BL. Please and thank you. 

Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 2 of 14 - it's delightfully trashy, btu slightly less trashy than last week because they introduced AlanJeff who are my new babies of age gap delight and you cannot have them. THEY ARE MINE. Also Way. WAY IS MINE. Also, I decided to do a trash watch.

Bake Me Please (Mon Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - It’s nice. It’s fine. Atmospheric and pretty and full of deserts. What’s not to love? Is it inspired? No. Definitely has an Antique Bakery (play it again, BL). But I do love food based cinema. 

Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI ep 3 of 8 - What’s annoying is that this could’ve been so good. It’s a poster child for squandered potential. 

Absolute Zero (Weds iQIYI) ep 9 of 12 - Because of the temporal paradox, and Thai BL not being all that great on narrative consistency anyway, this is a confusing piece as well as a painful one. Now Ongsa seems to be nothing more than a stalker who cries all the time. 

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 2 of 14(!) eps - This really feels like Thailand is trying to relive the gory days of Japan's pinks. I wasn’t into it then and I’m certainly not into it now. It’s a mess and weirdly mechanically not sexy. I’ll stay watching it but, like Only Friends, I don’t think I’m gonna warm to it. I just don’t like shows where there are no likable characters. 

Also imma say it, so plug your assears. This is about as deep as a dildo can go. Which is to say, the size queens seem to be finding it more deep than the rest of us who are already bottoming out. Just make sure you're taking adequate lube prep with your psyches.

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) Friends Forever ep 14 of 24 - No thank you. 1/10 

I've decided, for spreadsheet reasons, that each of these is going to be tracked as its own 2 part show.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

A Breeze of Love (Korea iQIYI) eps 5-6 of 8 - The shopping together scene was absolutely darling. But I’m getting a little frustrated not knowing exactly what happened in the past.

VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 1-2 of 10 - Of course it starts with the crash into me trope, oh Taiwan. It’s cute enough, I love the support cast, and it’s always nice to have something from my favorite tiny island on my dash. 

You tell me: is it safe?

One Room Angel (Japan Gaga) 6 eps - This one finished. It's an adaptation of Harada’s manga (which I did not like and dnf'd) about a clerk who nearly dies and ends up cohabitating with an angel. Thoughts? Is it sad? Is it meh? TELL ME!

It's Airing But...

The Whisperer (Sun ????) 1 of 10 - Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). He has dimples (My Ride) but I don't think even that gives me the will. You can tell me how this goes if you can find it.

SHADOW (Thai Gaga) 14 eps - I'm not wild about Thai horror (or horror at all) even one featuring Singto and Fluke. I'm holding off. If told it's good, I'll binge.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk. Adapted from y-novel of the same name, directed by Tu (180 Degree) stars Jet (Why You… Y Me?). Giving me Luminous Solution vibes, so I'm waiting to binge if told it's safe.

Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) 8 eps - House of Stars meets Boyband. I was NOT impressed with ep one. Waiting to be told if I should bother.

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - I find this series more fun to binge, so I'm waiting until it completes its run.

In case you missed it

I posted 20 BLs with the BEST Thirst! and decided to distinguish the different type son need in BL as follows:

Thirst wants to slide a hand under his waistband right tf now and grind.

Horny wants to rip his clothes off, and probably pop buttons and laugh about it.

Yearning wants to run both hands up his back while they kiss deeply.

Hunger wants to lift him by the ass and slam him against the wall.

Next Week Looks Like This

(Today) 11/26 Cooking Crush (Sun YT) 1 of 12 - OffGun are back, trailer here. Adapted from the novel “Love Course! เสื้อกาวน์รุกเสื้อกุ๊กรับ” by iJune4S this is about Prem who runs a not-so-popular restaurant with 2 friends. About to go on a cooking competition with a huge reward, Prem gets involved with Ten, a stressed-out med student who wants Prem to teach him to cook.

11/30 For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 1 of 10 - high heat trailer From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night (please no) based on a y-novel, man nursing a heartbreak has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. It looks terribly trashy so I'm in!

Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Look at how gd cute they are!

Ah yes... (both Last Twilight)

We stan a supportive bestie/brother (orphans together? - not sure on the backstory)

It is a rule universally aknowledged that an cutie in a baceball cap must get his brim tweaked. (all from The Sign)

Way is the best.

I kinda love the BTS for Pit Babe.

(Last week)

[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

Dry

Hey, A.

I didn't bring the grass seed because it's so damn dry it won't grow. Your grave doesn't even look that strange now because everyone else's grass is so burned out. It's still hot, which sucks.

Anyway the Boy took his first shot at the ACT Saturday. I asked him how it went and he said, "Fine." Of course. And then he went on to casually tell me without an ounce of arrogance or pretension that he 'might have gotten a 36 on the reading section.' He reminds me so much of you sometimes I wonder if somehow you're not some sort of cosmic auxillary dad for him. That's almost exactly shit you'd say and how you'd say it. Except of course your 36 would have been math instead and it'd make me want to shoot you with a rubber band or something. Even though you wouldn't be trying to be smug about it.

We went bike riding with my godfather yesterday through the neighborhood my grandparents and aunt and uncle (his parents) lived in, and all the way along the riverside to Cincinnati right in front of the ballpark. I thought how were never going to get to go to another ballgame together. Thought about getting you a rock off the street but I didn't. I didnt want the Boy to think about why I was picking a rock off the street and I didn't want my godfather to ask me about it, but I'm gonna go back sometime and get you a rock from the ballpark. I brought you the one L sent me from Colorado. She's into crystals and whatever so she says it's got something to do with heart chakras being aligned or I dunno. But I just wanted you to have something from Colorado because she's the friend I've visited the most out of town. Should have been you. You should have been the most visited friend. You are now even though I hate coming to a grave to see you. 💔😥 My car automatically drives here now like going to work or the Boy's school or my mom's house. Shit I'd be here every day if it wasn't a 25 minute drive. I miss you.

J is away and I've wanted to text you about 1000 times. I'm afraid for some reason every time I come here that all the rocks will be gone. Or that you'll be gone. Sometimes I even hope you'll be gone. Like you were never really here. But it's this weird bitter comfort that everything is still here when I get here each time. Christ we're coming up on a year pretty quick now and I still can't believe you're here. It still doesn't feel real. It probably never will.

The grave straight behind yours has a bunch of Happy Birthday stuff on it and it makes me wonder (hope?) that when I come here after your birthday next month if yours will finally have something on it that I didn't put there. I can't stand that I'm gonna have a birthday without you. Yours isn't going to be right behind me. Well it is but you won't be here for me to send you the weirdest birthday meme I can find and have you say, 'Where do you even FIND this shit?! 🤣'. Instead I'll be bringing a rock here.

I didn't cry this time. Maybe I'm feeling the drought too. Or maybe it's because now even though you don't answer me with words and I can't hug you or hear your laugh that you've become my most visited friend. Wish it were under different circumstances but this is right, you know? How it should have always been. That I visit you most. You've always been the most constant. The most helpful. The person I could talk to the easiest. The quickest to respond. The one I could always count on to show up and come back. I'll be back. Maybe even before your birthday. Maybe I'll be here for mine. I love you, my dear friend. ❤️❤️❤️

[ateliernayo]

- be kind, english is not my first language-

Imagine this scene After the pact with volt.

Sheena has been isolating herself a lot, not talking to others, Always walking ahead of the party. She Took the nightshifts for 2 days not being able to sleep, having this Time alone to let it all go by herself, silencing her sobs to not wake them up.

On the third evening, Lloyd being very worried for his friend, kindly reached her, a hand on her shoulder

"- Sheena, tell me if i Can Do anything.. " he said softly.

Sheena, did not say anything for a minute, looking at the floor, hidden behind her bang.

" ... Sorry, i just need some Time.. "

Then she walked away as to Say she would be; again, taking the shift. Lloyd sighed then turned to zelos. The redhead, who secretly observed the ninja since then ((since the begining tho, anyway)), Saw his bud's struggle then decided to go After Sheena.

"Nice try Bud" he said, briefly placing a hand on Lloyd shoulder while walking past him.

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She was there, sat on the ground, kinda hidden behind a thin tree. Her knees to her chest and her arms crossed on them; with her gaze Lost far away in the horizon. A kind wind brushed her face as to calm her down a bit as she closed her eyes and took a good breath.

Zelos walked as softly as he could until getting by her right side. He stood right here for a second or two, not saying anything, then sat close to her, in silence, gazing in the same direction.

Her eyes still closed, she knew who was there, she was used to his presence, but she didn't want to deal with his teasings right now.

"- if you are here to make fun of me, you Can go back to the camp. I'm really not in the mood and you know it very well... " sheena said, Her voice trembling as she contained the tears.

Zelos didn't reply nor reacted, he simply gazed at her, giving her some Time to accept him by her side. She did not complain at all.

They sat like this for a moment, in silence, with all the calm sounds of nature arround them and sometimes some voices were heard from the camp but nobody else came.

Zelos reached a hand in front of her, she heard the soft cloth of his glove near her so she opened her eyes.

"- what?

- take my hand, hun.

- Why for? Told ya i'm not-

- Just trust me, please" he cut her

His cerulean eyes were soft, not teasing, he was dead serious and gentle looking at her.

Sheena hated those eyes, she hated them for being so honest sometimes, she hated them for loving them that much...

She sighed, and put her hand in his.

Then before she had a Time to think about what happened, Zelos pulled the Raven haired woman into his strong arms, then hugged her.

She wanted to get out of his embrace but as tired as she was, wasn't strong enough to set free.

"- Zelos let me go" her voice cracked as tears came up quickly to her eyes.

Again she felt as a burden, she didn't want to bother others with her grievance, they still had to get Colette back and it was more important.

" - Sheena, i know you, I waited long enough for you to grieve alone. Everyone is worried, i am worried. I may not show it but yes, i am worried, a lot. "

He tighten his hug so she felt secured enough without feeling stuck. Then her hand set and clinged to his arms gloves. Zelos knew she felt secured enough now, he knew she would let go soon. His chin layed gently on her hair and continued with his deep calm voice

" - you don't have to carry that burden alone, WE are here with you... I am here for you ..

Let us help you princess... "

And then she began to cry, it was all she needed to hear without even knowing. She needed someone to reach her, she needed her dear friend to help her although she denied that a lot. She needed him, his kindess hidden behind the philanderer he was..

Relieved she finally let herself cry, Zelos smiled, a bit of guilt for making her cry though, but he knew she needed it. So he held her tight for a minute or two, as long as she needed to feel better.

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And voilà! I sometimes sketch little stories as this one on my sketchbook - or a part of it-

I Hope you'll like it. Tumblr may be a good social to share those soni may do so more often 😊

[cyberdragoninfinity]

I would love to hear your Indigo Disk thoughts

YES!!!!!!! 💎🐢💥 full disclosure I only just finished Indigo Disk's main storyline like....less than 24 hours ago so I am still RIDING HIGH FROM THE RUSH OF IT ALL. will probably be spoilers ahead, as a head's up:

first off I love that like. right off the bat youre getting hit with cyrano and cavell old man yaoi. busting out the cute little nicknames like HELLO!!! AND then you have geeta showing up and rika is there for no reason whatsoever and it's like. well ok i think they were having lesbian activities on the plane over you love to see it!

anyway setting wise, the Big Ol Blueberry is pretty fun! I love running around and the Synchro Machine is SUCH a ridiculously fun feature (FINALLY, TRUE GAMING: Dana can run around as a Ninetales and smack a big ball around.) I love all the Unova callbacks and I LOVE THE DIFFERENT CLUB ROOM LAYOUTS!! The monochrome one made me tear up and SEEING THE FUCKIGN. POKESTAR STUDIOS ENEMIES. IN THE FUTURISTIC ONE. MADE ME FEEL SOMETHING. pokestar studios my beloved i miss it sooo much 😭 My buddy Snap was talkin about how the Terarium really kind of lacks... yknow, landmarks and points of interest, though, and god I agree so hard. I love that Kitakami had its own little set of interesting features and places to go and use as landmarks and the Terariuam kind of. Doesn't really have those. It's a bit of a pain in the ass to navigate and easy to get lost but not in a fun way.... even though you have these little neat natural features like The Pride Rock and Chargestone Caves, I wish we coulda had a little bit more :( For such a widely used part of the school it doesn't feel very 'lived' in by the students there. It would've been fun to see more gathering places aside from the Very Sterile Outside Classrooms.....

The Area Zero Underdepths, though...hooouughhHHHhhh. I just. I really have to admire the fact that Indigo Disk said "ohhh you want answers?? you wanna know what's going on in this place? fuck you, youre gonna have MORE questions after this, and theyre gonna be even CRAZIER ones." YOU GO IN THAT HOLE AND LEARN NOTHING AND IM NOT EVEN MAD ABOUT IT. GO LOOK AT THE CRYSTAL TREE DOWN THIS RANDOM PATHWAY. i neeeed to make a terapagos post sometime and talk more about it i cannot stop thinking about this little freak. POKEMON THAT SCARE ME A LITTLE I MUST SAY. POKEMON I DO NOT FEEL IN CONTROL OF. i Know they didnt make its charged terastal form look like a dream catcher for no reason. I Know its Stellar Form Looking Like That isnt for no reason. I know its borderline dangerous power and THAT LITTLE STUNT IT PULLS. AT THE CRYSTAL POOL. THAT'S INDICATIVE OF SOMETHING I THINK. >when Terapagos's cry was the sound Terastalizing has been making all fucking game. SCREAMS.

also again oh my god if you beat the main indigo disk storyline go to the crystal pool right now GO. GO FEEL SOMETHING. GO!!!!

ok well that's. less about setting and more about story though huh. well!! story wise, absolutely loved it! I know there was a lot of apprehension when the DLCs got more properly announced and we found out they didnt really center on Our Dear Paldea Friends as scarvio proper did, and yeah I definitely can see why that's a frustration and a deterrent for some (and I'm soo so excited to hang out with Nemona and Arven and Penny in the epilogue next month....peach time (: ) but for me in the end I'm really just so enamored and delighted with all the new friends you get to make in the DLC and they more than carry that little narrative's arc on its own. The Elite 4 of the BB League are all GREAT, they got nonstop autistic girls out here in gen 9 (nemona, amarys, briar ?!??!) and it ROCKS. and i LOVE Carmine so much, everyone always wants mean rivals and mean women and folks cant even handle Carmine 🙄 you can tell she genuinely has such a big heart and cares about her friends and her brother!!! and Kieran wahhh wahh kieran my newest Little Guy ;____;.... he is SO fourteen and I did not expect to go into the DLC getting really invested in a new character's arc but it's just GOOD. He REALLY feels like a loose yugioh character in Indigo Disk, he's so angry and obsessed with victory and ultimately under it all still capable of so much kindness and regret and he's just GOOD. And his champion battle was terrifying and a BLAST!! THE MUSIC RULES. HE EVEN HAD INCINEROAR.

god and all the music in Indigo Disk was a banger. gen 9 music save me. gen 9 music. save me gen 9 music.

i'm SUPER hyped to do more BBQs with my bestie and do more postgame stuff with the "hanging out with Gym Leaders" thing and the Legendary hunting and such... lots more to roll around in and have a good time with. All in all had just a great time with it, I genuinely might put Violet as my favorite Pokemon game of all time at this point! I do grow very sad thinking about just how even more fantastic this game couldve been if it had 1-3 more years to cook properly though, like..god damn. I was getting some LAG on those cutscenes, and I know I made out pretty alright in the bugs department!!

but for now i'll just be thinking about the shit that happens at the crystal pool for the rest of my life. also Indigo Disk gave me the best possible trainer ID photo i never need to change it again

[gabessquishytum]

Helloo, wasn't sure how to go about this but please ignore the previous ask if there's already one in your inbox. My internet was kinda screwy when I sent it before, so I wasn't sure if you'd received it or not (Tumblr said it was sent but I have doubts, my internet was seriously screwy XD) But I made one teensy edit in my ask, BAHAHAHA I made it hornier is what I mean... I need to touch some serious grass.

This blog really isn't good for my heart, I mean my god, the last few asks have been an absolute exercise in control for me, testing my ability to not squeal like a goddamn lunatic in public. All of them feed my inner bottom!Hob demon so much, I just can't.

The insane stamina Dream ask is just gloriously messy, and imagining the aftermath is doing things to my mind, okay. Imagining Hob fucked stupid, still on his knees but his front has completely collapsed - his arms gave up pretty early actually - but now, he's been reduced to a twitching mindless mess, his eyes are glazed over from the pleasure, mouth open and drooling, and finally his arse, my gosh his poor, puffy, swollen, and twitching open hole that's just leaking Dream's cum continuously. It can't seem to close, not yet anyway, but for the moment, it seems like Dream may have gotten a wee bit carried away. Oh well, since Hob's mind is already gone, Dream might as well enjoy himself more by eating out Hob, all the cum's gotta come out sometime, right? I'm sure Dream will make up for the brutal fucking and the overstimulation with aftercare, it'll be a nice surprise for when Hob mentally recovers enough to be aware again XD.

The sex pollen/aphrodisiac ask, GORGEOUS. Titania, get fucked by literally anyone else. I love this one, I really do. I love the image of Hob being confused cause Dream's not fucking him, pulling on Dream's clothes whining all the while, forgetting that there are people watching (faeries but whatever) reverting to his sugar baby voice to beg, calling Dream daddy UHAIUHIAUANSDANGGFDGDSGFDDASND okay. It's just so cute, okay? Begging Dream so sweetly to fuck him, cause he feels so hot and itchy inside, and he's clenching around nothing. When that goes ignored, Hob takes off his clothes cause he can't take the heat anymore, and he reaches around to fuck himself with his fingers, without permission. Dream is just absolutely horny and livid now, everyone is getting a show all because Titania dared to fuck around with such an underhanded tactic. And Hob may have been drugged but he should've known better than to touch himself without permission, he's definitely getting a punishment when they get back, but for the moment, Dream needs to show everyone that he's perfectly and wonderfully happy with his human lover.

The language kink, I just. I just can't. Is there any kink that won't fit these two. I mean, Dream being merciless, purposefully making Hob mispronounce everything, making him cry over his mistakes. At some point, the sadistic bastard just drops the pretense and fucks Hob for the rest of the session, making him cry all over again.

Basically, Hob needs to be fucked stupid, and be left gaping and sloppy. Always. Always. No exceptions.

-Love Yan Anon <3

Alakskdjfh the Internet definitely ate your first message but this one got in loud and clear!! Thank you so much for appreciating and embellishing some of the recent Slut Archive moments! I must say that the sex pollen lives rent free in my mind <3

I truly appreciate your appreciation of the smut, my dear. Just take care of that heart of yours 😉

[justaredheadf1fan]

Trouble's definitely Bak-u for this one!

Seriously, why did I have to miss this weekend? I've been catching up on my home after work and holy hell! I'll say what I already have in mind if I confirm it after watching all the Sprint content from today.

Sprint Shootout - Saturday

Well, so for now what I can gather is that this crap is meant to be a Quali 2.0, for the Sprint race. That's what's so especial about it? Anyway, let's see how this goes.

Quite a few cars through that escape/way out (how do people actually refer to this in English???? I'm at a loss right now 🤣).

Aaaaand Sargeant hit the barrier and destroyed his right rear and he can barely move the car. Causes a Red Flag and Q1 is not gonna get restarted now. I now Williams retired him for the Sprint and honestly, I get it. That looks BAD.

10 minutes for Q2 and it's looking a little calmer than Q1 for now. And it definitely is, Stroll almost got lost in the mix but finally made it through. Pretty quiet, this one.

Time for Q3, i'm about to see Charles crushing it again today before the disasterclass 🥲 What a beaut. funny though I've just seen him crash 🤪 This guy's gonna end me, seriously. I have no clue how he even got the car to its rightful place. What a guy.

Onto the circus now.

Sprint Race - Saturday

Let's see now what everyone has been talking about for the last few hours.

HAHAHAHA George serving cunt right from the start. WHAT A KING! And Crystappen complaining about something he's done a thousand times to everyone, especially Lewis??? Oh boy, am I enjoying the karma!!!!

Omg Yuki noooooooo!!!! VSC deployed, that tyre right in the middle... Good thing they've already slowed down. Safety Car now deployed after Yuki's tyres haven't been properly fitted or is it that the car's is fucked? Damn.

Whoa what a restart!! What's going on with Fernando, what did he take!? 🤣

Sharl had nothing to do against Checo, that illegal car is just too much. He didn't even need to try, he just got there and ate him up. And Sid's engineer is just so funny, telling him he's done a good job not making contact with George, really on point tbh. Crybaby needs a reality check, even if it's that subtle.

Haas on Haas violence? I need popcorn for this! I'm just waiting for this to really devolve in a couple races 💀 And now that's a good overtake by Lance, good job my darling!!

Well, good thing Sharl could keep the fraud at bay at least, since there was no catching Checo.

I'm amused at how our dear friend the baby could have the nerve to tell George off about the crash. Are you serious, dude? And threatening him with crashing against him ON PURPOSE. Nobody sees the problem here? Honestly, I couldn't be prouder of George after his response. King. He chose violence and stuck to it today. Good for him.

And that's it, that's the most interesting thing that happened on the Sprint day and basically it went down right afterwards.

I seriously believe that FIA are not even thinking about the sport, they haven't been for quite some time now. Doing this at a track such a Baku, it's very risky. It might not be as dangerous as Jeddah, but it's still a pretty complicated or tricky race. Doing the Sprint there is just for the sake of the circus that can happen after the race itself since it's pretty damn boring otherwise.

Someday the worst will happen and someone will truly get hurt (if not killed) in one of these at a complicated track, and then we'll all cry. But clearly the FIA only think about the $ and the spectacle for the sake of the spectacle instead of thinking straight.

That's MY opinion. Feel free to disagree. But I really hate this crappy ideas.

Race - Sunday

I'm finally back from work so I'm gonna watch the clown show now. I know more or less what happened so not very excited about it, but I like to suffer.

Good start from Sharl and both RBR alost hitting each other. Why is it always "almost"? So unfair. Good start from Lewis and Lance. This is gonna last so little...

So, absolutely no one will mention the fact that IT'S NOT NORMAL to pass someone that fast even with DRS? Jesus, it's fucking insane.

Lance saying that he's not gonna attack Fernando. What a class act, this boy. Fernando, you know you don't deserve this kid. My poor baby, he might not know yet Fernando will definitely sacrifice hm given the chance if it means he'll get any advantage at all.

Pretty clean and boring race so far and it's only been 8 laps. Where is the exciting Formula 1 we were promised with the regulation change last year? Because I don't see it. I miss the actual Formula 1, the one we used to see years ago, so much rawer and chaotic in many ways. They wanted to take out Mercedes at all costs and they made this sport a huge crap. I remember how nervous and ecstatic I used to be watching this every race weekend. I really did have bad timing when I decided to come back to this.

Very clean pit stop for Lewis, thank goodness. Now we can see the RBR fighting, due to some trouble going on for Sid the Sloth. And De Vries broke his wheel, we get a Safety Car on the track now. What a surprise.

That restart will be so bad. I'm seeing it before I even have it on my screen. Aaaaand there we go. Lewis almost hitting the barriers, Fernando eating up Carlos like he's nothing (he really isn't), Lance right there too. And Lewis takes George!

But seriously, Carlos? How sad was that? Ouch, Lance touched the barrier! Hope he's good, he's doing a fantastic job today!! What happened in the pit lane with George? Didn't notice.

Okay, how hard is that Aston Martin? What kind of concrete did they use to build it? 🤣 Lance made a mistake now and went wide, and nos Lewis eats him up! Sorry, Lance, but this was bound to happen eventually!!

Pretty boring last few laps, like literally one of the most boring races in the last few months (counting 2022 too) because nothing is happening. And there's still almost half the race to be completed. Yikes.

Still 11 laps to go, and I can't yawn more than I already am. What a bore. Seriously, why am I like this? Why do I need to see this? And for what!? At this point I'm just thinking that as soon as this is done, I need to hang my clean clothes to dry, since I've left them in the washing machine until the races ends. This is saying A LOT.

George pitting in lap 50? Mmmm... WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED WHEN OCON WAS ENTERING THE PITS!? And no where comes George getting Fastest Lap!!!! Yes baby, he started off the weekend doing nothing of substance and now here he comes!

I just shut off the streaming since it's been enough. Too much, actually.

All in all, it was a crappy race. Really disappointed since this track is one of my faves.

Same plan next week, I'll watch after work, whenever that is since I have no clue what my schedules are 🤣 I'm too tired now to even check this before posting so...

Peace out!

[flyingsquirrely]

When the Third Wheel Strikes Back is a pretty great novel!

Having finally caught up with the most recent chapters of the TWSB webnovel, I can say with full confidence that my 3 week struggle with MTL for 600+ chapters was absolutely worth it. (google translate has come far, but hooo my god not far enough) I may have only understood what was going on half the time, but I still found myself 🥺ing and/or laughing every chapter (except for the ones I was crying at, you know how it goes).

[mild spoilers for chapters not yet TLed by EAP under the cut, nothing plot related]

The novel spends SO much time developing relationships between so many characters and I'm eternally grateful for it. There were a number of characters that I was ambivalent towards at the point where the fan translation is that I'm now fully invested in because so much time is dedicated to weaving them into each other's lives and character development. Our dear protagonist Yeseo might be at the center of the web, but the novel ties plenty of other characters together, too (particularly Christelle, every single one of her relationships is amazing). I wish I could list moments from every relationship that I love, but we'd be here all day.

The novel also gives the characters chances to rest, which is something that I really value in stories. There's always a few chapters in every arc letting the characters take a breath, pause to plan, goof around, or chat with each other in a lower stress environment. There's even time for some of them to start therapy and show that therapy is a normal part of the world (maybe one day one or more of the air paladins can be convinced to go to therapy? we can dream).

And the humor?? Spot on. I'm sure I missed a lot of it by virtue of MTL, but the situational humor, which I suspect was what I caught the most of, was still fantastic. Johann cheerfully explaining that the squad decided to take an opportunity for a nap after purposefully getting caught in net traps, Yeseo casually using Jibril to recreate modern electrical devices, François inventing magical child leashes so Johann can keep the main characters from wandering off, Tithé's main divine power use being Surprisingly Useful Fish Creation, Christelle getting Yeseo a pirate ship as a "souvenir"... okay the last one's been translated already but it's my favorite scene, I can't NOT mention it. Anyway, the list goes on and it's physically paining me not to add more to it.

This is all to say that I really love this novel lots and the sheer amount of love and humor Sookym puts into it shines through even the most questionable of translations. Also, bless EAP for their actual human translations, without which I would have been so lost.

[smblmn]

Ten Random Lines

I was tagged by @lizzie-bennetdarcy, thanks lovely! 😘💖 Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people. 

(I only have 8 published works on ao3 at the moment and one of those is the collection of drabbles, so I'm putting one of those drabbles here.)

On the Outside Looking Through: David’s anger rises again, this man can’t be real. “Oh, and you expect me, what, to accept? After your amazing speech listing all the reasons I’ll never be on Patrick Brewer’s level? You insult me and my family and you assume I’ll come running into your arms just because you’re Canada’s most eligible Bachelor? Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

I want to go home: Now that he’s finally said it, David can’t stop telling Patrick that he loves him. He whispers the words in his ear as they’re exiting the building and Patrick pauses –as he always does– beside the portrait and smiles sadly at the happy family that no longer can hold one another. He writes the words with his lips all over Patrick’s body later in bed.

Breathe again: A man kissed me last night. A man I’m undoubtedly attracted to. A man I can see myself falling in love with.

In the eyes of the beholder: “In her defense, I may have started babbling about how incredibly beautiful the guy was and how I had never seen anyone like him before and how anyone else paled in comparison and how maybe I was gay and that’s why nothing really seemed to work with girls…”

'Til we're running from it: Rachel watches silently as Ted takes a blood sample and touches the puppy in different places to see how she reacts. Just the water seems to have had a miraculous effect on the dog, who looks more responsive and is even wagging her little tail a little bit. She looks so small and indefensive that Rachel feels her anger spiking. “How can anyone abandon someone like that?” she blurts out way harsher than intended and only when her voice comes a little bit broken, she realizes she’s crying. “Sorry, you must think I'm crazy,” she adds. 

Right in the doorway: Coming out to Rachel once he was sure about it was easy. It was made even easier by the fact that she had first row tickets to what she described as ‘the Patrick Brewer can’t be normal around his coworker show’. It’s probably an exaggeration, but then again, Patrick has never been so happy to go to work before in his whole life, so… maybe Rachel has a point.

The Great Canadian Baking Baker Show (Off): “It’s Mom’s recipe,” he says, beaming with affection.  “Can I marry her?” “No,” Patrick smiles. He's still extremely focused, competently drawing something with a piping bag. Another check in the list of turn-ons David wasn't aware he had until he met Patrick. He stops working for a moment and looks at David teasingly before throwing his final blow, “but I’m available.”

Collection of Drabbles: Convenience/Eerie: “It's almost eerie, this silence.” Mrs. Rose says, making Patrick realize he hasn't even turned on the music in the store, too busy wallowing in self-pity. Her piercing blue eyes study Patrick, urging him to explain. “I need you to know that I never meant to use David, I wasn’t dating him out of convenience–” “I witnessed you bestowing your heart to him in this very place.” Patrick tries not to cry, but a tear escapes anyway. “He’ll return to you, dear. He’d be a fool not to.” If he does, Patrick will make sure to treasure David Rose forever.

I'm not tagging anyone because I think everyone has already done this, but if you haven't, feel free to play! 💖

[liliansun]

Relationship investigator anon here! 😃 allow me to dive into (you) why JENO is terrible for sal. I know what you're thinking - i'm CRAZY. And i am 😭 i'm reading too much into this. I genuinely like their little interactions so far but DAMN boy. Okay so what i glean from these girls' personalities, first of all, is that sal is honestly quite sweet and takes care of the others. So do the others but idk i think you showed that side of sal more?? Like neowa and mal are the savage little devils and we love them for that (sad girl hours for neowa and mal??? GOD PLEASE DONT LET HEM BE SAD) but like sal is sweet and i feel like her having him as a lockscreen is proof that she is falling too fast??,, and she's gonna get hurt bc jeno is quiet and silent and maybe he just don't know what he's feeling until she's sad :((

MAL on the other hand. Like that girl is gonna get so soft for jaemin and then it'll be a push and pull until she gives in and lets him in. Love how he flirts with her tbh and her reactions are everything?? I can't waot fkr their storyy, and I know jaemin will treat her well.

Joy and mark,, do i have tk say anymore?? Like they're already a thing and it's gonna be super sad seeing joy be upset and lonely without her man around BUT THEN SHE and MARK find a way thrpugh it bc mark is a man who solves issues and he wouldn't want his girl to be suffering alone ykwim

And then neowa and renjun. Theirs is gonna be such a finale?? You got renjun who's in love with yn and then neowa who's been pining fkr him for a while and they're both going to hurt esp when he has to face yns rejection to get over it and realize that neowa was right there for him?? Short king stand UP

And haechan and yn , tbh atp i think yn just needs tk have a talk w him and she'll realize she likea him and he does too and that it was all bc he was afraid of letting her know about the personality his frienda knew about. Renjun might be the little bastard causing little uncertainties i think but the love is there.

Jeno though 🤨 he's a dark horse and i KNOW he's gonna hurt sal 😤

I am so psyched for your new stories?? Like actually excites bouncing off my seat and the walls and you're def gonna deliver as always FR i LOVE YOU (im so sorry for the long ass post wtf is wrong with me)

baby. lemme start off with this was so long and i was at work like 😧 well i still am at work but anyways😭

okay i get where you’re coming from w jeno BUT PLEASE TRUST HIM. they’re all gonna get hurt, both parties and it’s gonna suck and you (and i) might cry but it’s gonna be worth it in the end :( and i think i said it in another ask or something but jeno is gonna show how he feels more in jaemin’s story bc they’re like this 🤞(i spent too long looking for his emoji HELP)

omg jaemin’s story i’m too excited to write like y’all thought i was excited to write hyucks but DEAR LORD AM I READY FOR YALL TO SEE HOW THEY PLAY OUT.

joy and mark are already so cute but i just wanna be the first to say they gonna be going THROUGH IT. like y’all thought y/n and hyuck were going through it..just wait 😁😭

AND JUN AND NEOWA,, there is a reason theirs is last and you’ll know the more we progress through the others stories bc like rn we’re (me) hinting at it but they are gonna be so lowkey about it until BAM their story comes to light and it’ll all be like OOO AHH GASP

hyuck and y/n,, i can’t say anything bc it’s still wip rn 👀 but as these chapters i’m writing rn,, it’ll get better for them. y’all just don’t know what i know and it’s kipling me bc i’m like on ch 29? about to write 30? and i think y’all are on 25 😭

and jeno will or will not hurt sal (unintentionally) but it’s gonna be vice versa and i’m already saying too much y’all got me talking about things i’m NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TALKINF ABOJT

AND IM EXCITED FOR YOU TO READ THEM,, you and the other anons and everyone just make my heart so full y’all don’t even know and i love y’all’s feedback and seeing how y’all react it just brings me happiness AND I LOVEYOU 😁😚🫶🤭

[healingheneree]

Last letter of 2022

Dear Tam,

Well it's been a while since i actually wrote. I think it's been a choice the past couple of weeks to avoid and to feel past it.  Knowing things are a choice is a bit different and a change but i think it's a start. In my head I had so much I wanted to say but now writing it and ready to put it on paper feels different. 

So the end of the year is here. The feelings i have for you and this family i currently accepted that it is me and it makes no sense but at the same time who the fuck cares as long as it makes sene to me and i am getting there but learning to be happy thats all that matters right now. I have this weird fuck it mentality that i think i abosorb from you sorta i dunno how tho. But we are going to dance the rest of our lives. One reason is we love these kids so much and we both know how much the mean to us and the relationship and dynamic of this family is will and always be my #1 priority. So what thes Plan B that the kids get the best of everything especially from us. I will get better at setting boundaries I will actually stay within. And we will have to compromise but  from a  place where we are both ready and can trust the intentions.  These past couple days have been interesting. I knew your trip was coming up and I know it's so easy to get emo and be in that place. But like it said its a choice.Those feelings are there and they do fucking suck. Like you I'm going to be with it and cry it out. And come back here and be present and know it's ok to drive and morn and still love and want PLanA but a new plan is here and we are committed. All in as always. No clue what the motto ended up being for this year for us lol.  I know its a long journey and its going to be hard but fuck we do the hard shit and it always pays off and we just have to have faith and hope and i do so its going to be a great new year. 

You have always and still will forever be my best friend. You just know me, know me and I know you know the flaws as I do, but you never really give up. For that i love you so much and as easy as it could be for me to not try. This will never be one of them. I am always going to try to be your friend and put in the work. But it won't work because it's just part of who I am.  I finally accepted that it's ok.  The reset button has been pressed. Saved points erased forever. Time to play again now with a lot more knowledge on how we want to spend the rest of our lives.The forever Journey lol. The game of Life.  I am very happy you are happy. But I am also sad. I feel less happier than you. A little bit of jealousy in there is an emotion that is new to me to sit through. One of the ones on the list that I def avoid feeling.  But I also know this part is out of my control. I am working on making the best of it as fast as possible. Wish you were home so we can play some overwatch. And kill people and enjoy the present. You have taught me so much over this past decade and I hope I have done the same for you. I know deep down we balance each other out in all ways The so called GOOD and the BAD. We make a great team but it's not an easy Dance. But i'm ready and excited to see what happens in season 5 of the Tam and Henry Show. haha every 2 years can be a season. Many people would love to watch us. But anyways there is a place where we are so comfortable with each other and that's our zone. We will get there where  it's within each other's boundaries.  

I cannot wait for stories about your journey bubs. 

Love always,

Henry

[cutieacefuck]

when steven gave lapis that art kit my dad said "you" and pointed at me, and when she said she'd make him a watercolor painting with her tears my mom pointed at me and said "you" so my parents, with their small knowledge of Steven universe, diagnosed me with lapis kin

[nrc-research-club]

me, my lover, and their $500, life-sized plushie of me.

↬ Summary: They are literally right there. Why would you even need a plushie of them, anyway?

↬ Genre: fluff, slight hurt/comfort, mildly suggestive in Floyd's part

↬ Characters: Vil Schoenheit, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech

Vil Schoenheit

↬ The plushie is made in the chibi-fied image of Vil. Though the style is cartoony and similar to the anime Idia watches, he supposes it can still effectively capture his beauty. It wouldn't do well to be appreciated through only one medium of art. He allows his management to sell the plushie, and as expected, they're gone within the next 10 minutes.

↬ He doesn't know if he should've expected you, of all people, to get one. He isn't even aware of your purchase until he walks in on you one day, only to see you snuggling up with a softer version of him. Your arms are wrapped around the plushie, holding it close to you as you nap. 

↬ Your blanket is pulled over you, leaving only the top of the mini-Vil's to poke out. Its stylized eyes seem to mock him for standing there and not within your arms like it is. Vil knows he isn't the most enthusiastic about physical affection, but really? A plushie of him? He's flattered that you'd buy his merchandise. of course, but he isn't about to compete for your affection with a stuffed toy.

↬ When you wake up, he's already planning to spend the next day off with you. Half of it would be spent on a more elegant date outside, while the other half would be spent in the comfort of your rooms. He'd be damned if his precious free time was wasted on watching you dote on a plushie created in the likeness of him, but not actually him.

↬ "While I am not the keenest on things like hugging and cuddling, I'm certain I would concede if you asked at opportune moments," Vil starts to chide you as you wake up. You haven't even blinked the post-sleep bleariness away before he talks again. "Are you so deprived of affection that you would resort to a toy, dear?"

↬ That night, he finally allows you to sleep next to him, provided that you don't disturb his sleep or anything. He wakes up the next morning feeling the most refreshed he's ever been, instinctively holding you closer to him as he allows himself to close his eyes for another five minutes. After that, it’s back to business with him.

↬ Your arrangement becomes routine when he realizes that the special ingredient to his glowing skin has been you all along. He integrates your presence into his nightly routine, making sure you can stay in top condition with him. The plushie stays on the other side of the bed, undisturbed except for nights when Vil’s not around.

Jade Leech

↬ Jade is both amused and perplexed. On one hand, he finds it adorable that you had a plushie specifically commissioned for this. It cost you a great fortune as well, especially with how big it is. You don't seem to mind, though, cuddling with it whenever he's away.

↬ On the other, he doesn't know whether it's a cry for help or what. You haven't exhibited signs of being touch-starved, as far as he's aware, and you're honest whenever you want attention from him. He isn't the type to drop everything and spoil you senseless, but he knows he isn't neglectful enough for this kind of stunt.

↬ Still, its existence doesn't warrant any jealousy on his part. He lets you come to him for hugs and kisses anytime, though your requests have been dwindling ever since you got your stuffed toy. Jade decides to wait for an explanation instead of prying it from you. After all, it would be interesting to see how long you'll go without the real him.

↬ But maybe what he hasn't considered is how he misses you as well. His body has gotten quite used to your hugs and kisses, and to his dismay, he's started to get a bit restless too. He used to think of himself as independent, but after seeing you baby-talk your plushie, he's not too sure. The last straw is when you visit the Lounge with the toy in tow, showing it off to the equally-excited Floyd and a confused Azul.

↬ You've given him almost nothing today, yet here you are, waltzing in with a copy of him? Jade is quick to take your order, making sure none of the other waiters serve you. When he arrives at your table, he notices that you've reserved a seat for the plushie. Goodness.

↬ "Oh my, I've been seeing that toy around far more often than I expected," Jade says with a smile before feigning hurt. It's been fun, but this stops now. "Are you replacing me, perhaps? I'm a bit hurt."

↬ You see through him almost immediately. You hug your plushie closer to your chest, squishing it between your arms before inviting Jade to the now-empty chair. You're grateful that today's a slow one at the Lounge. Azul probably wouldn't mind an employee of his taking a five-minute break (he would.)

↬ "I just thought you'd get sick of me asking for hugs and kisses, you know," you mumble. Jade takes your explanation in stride, patiently waiting for you to continue. "So I got a specially-made copy of you, just for all that. I'm not blaming you, by the way. I didn't think you'd ask me about it."

↬ Ah. So that's what this is about. He eyes your plushie, taking it off your lap and placing it on another surface before holding your hand in his. He relishes in your surprised, embarrassed expression before saying, "Rest assured that your requests don't bother me. In fact, how will you ever make up for the lost time to me?"

↬ Jade allows you to keep the toy, but he makes sure to monopolize your attention before it can. He sometimes plays hide-and-seek with you, hiding the plushie in positions that would always lead you to him. The most recent game has landed you in his bed with him, and he has no plans of breaking the cycle anytime soon. 

Floyd Leech

↬ Floyd can't believe what he's seeing. He thinks it's unfair, especially when he's been taking care not to squeeze you too hard (or until you’re wheezing). Now you're squeezing a miniature version of him that can't even squeeze you back. There's a bitter taste on the back of his tongue as he watches you cuddle with the plushie, seemingly happier with it.

↬ He doesn't waste any time ripping the plushie from your hold. It gets thrown to who-knows-where, but you don't have the opportunity to check what happened to it. He pins you down to the bed, a dangerous, possessive glint in his eyes as he frowns at you.

↬ "Tell me, Shrimpy," he drawls, his voice taking on a low-pitched, hushed tone. You tremble like prey underneath him, though you're unsure whether it's from fear or something else entirely. You squeak when you feel him nipping on the outer shell of your ear, feeling your face heat up. "Do you want to get squeezed that badly?"

↬ "N-No," you say. He relaxes as you wrap your arms around him and nuzzle into his neck, doing your best to calm him down before his mood gets worse. But you don’t feel any better, cheeks still warm as you try to come up with a good reason for getting the plushie. You have one, but you wouldn’t exactly call it good. He sees right through your thinking face, his face twisting into a frown.

↬ “You better not lie to me,” he says with a pout. The plushie can’t even squeeze you back, and now you want to make something up to justify having one. As if to demonstrate, he changes your positions so that you’re lying on top of him before hugging you tightly. You return the favor by doing the same.

↬ “I actually wanted to do that,” you mumble into his clothes. Floyd is infamous for his squeezes, whether hostile or not, but sometimes, you find yourself wanting to hug him as well. Although you trust him not to hurt you, you’re worried about the grip strength if you decide to squeeze him back. So, your best decision… is now lying on the ground, ignored. “Is it bad that I want to hug you too?”

↬ “Little Shrimpy wants to squeeze me?” he breaks out into a grin and splays himself across the bed. The position is akin to an invitation, one that you gladly take as you attach yourself to him like a koala. As expected, he cuddles with you with a tighter, but not bruising, grip. The two of you lay on the bed until he’s called for his shift at the Lounge, though Azul has a hard time separating the two of you from each other.

↬ In the end, you don’t see much of your plushie around after that incident. You don’t know what Floyd has done with it until Jade approaches you, the plushie stitched and sewn in one piece. He had apparently seen it lying on the ground, dirtied and torn apart, and thought that it might be yours. You take special care to hide it from Floyd afterwards.

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

Hi , I was wondering if you chould take my request .The reader and Lucien Castle are into a relationship and they have an argument. Lucien thinks that the reader has cheated on them with Tristian and he yells at them and it makes the reader cry and then he understands that they didn't. And he makes up to them by hugging them tight and kiss their forhead.Ofc if you want and have time ❤.Have a nice day ❤ 😊

It was just a misunderstanding, I'm sorry love. | Lucien Castle x Reader

"This dress, or this one?" I hum holding up two different dresses, my boyfriend Lucien looks up at me. We had been going through my tons of dresses for almost an hour, this party Tristan was holding had to make me seem powerful, so I had to look the part.

"I don't know, dear, they both look good." he mumbles, Lucien had mentally left this situation maybe twenty minutes ago when I was stuck between my blue matte dress and my red, sleeck sequenced dress.

I ended up choosing a different pair of dresses, my grey long dress and my black long dress. They were basically identical "I don't understand why you have to look so good for everyone else." he sighs rubbing his dome annoyed at me.

"Well babe, if you wanted to seem powerful, powerful wife equals powerful life." I shrug "just pick one" I raise them once more "fine the grey one" he says "hm but I liked the black one." I look between the dresses.

"Fine choose the black one, you'll look ravishing anyways." his tone started getting more agitated with each word "don't pick that tone with me Tri- Lucien" I sigh, I had been stressed from the copious amounts of messages coming through from Tristan, the wardrobe malfunction didn't help.

"Rewind, did you just almost call me tristan?" he stands up "what no, Lucien you know Tristan has been blowing up my phone since his stupid party started." dropping the dresses realising Lucien's obvious jealousy.

"no you just said his name, why would you be thinking of him are you cheating?." Lucien raises his voice slightly "Lucien, baby it was just a simple slip up anyone could have made that mistake." I try to reason with him and he storms off "LUCIEN" I yell out to him but he had slammed the door behind him.

I burst into the room "GET OUT, TRISTAN OUT OF ALL MEN Y/N YOU ARE A FUCKING ATTENTION GRABBING W-" but before he could get that final word out, a tear rolls down my cheek.

I run out of the room crying, Lucien hadn't possibly thought through his words before saying them out loud and he wasn't that type of person which made me cry.

Falling onto the sofa, crying into it.

It took twenty minutes until I hear footsteps approach me, the sofa slumps towards one direction as Lucien sits down placing a hand on my back.

"you uh, you didn't cheat on me didn't you." he said in a polite tone, I look up at him with puffy red eyes "of course not, who do you think I am." I sob, Lucien wipes my tears away with his hand.

"I'm sorry, y/n, i just thought. You know these prophecies have me in a frenzy." he apologises "I know you would never cheat but I just get worried, maybe you would leave me." he continues "I'd never leave you" I say still sobbing.

"oh y/n, hunny." he said feeling bad for me, pulling me into a hug. I cry into his chest.

He pulls away looking at me, wiping my tears once more before gently placing his lips on my forehead. "It was just a misunderstanding, I'm sorry love." he mutters and I nod "I forgive you." I whisper "You know I don't like you crying, go get dressed and we can show them up." he smiles gently and I nod getting up to put my dress on.

[juyeoniemyhoney]

make you feel my love

Losing means nothing to Ishikawa when he has you.

pairing: ishikawa yuki x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

warnings: i don’t think there’s any!

word count: 2074 words

A/N: i honestly dont know who wants to read this but im just gonna post it anyways HAHA so here all you ishikawa simps pls enjoy<3

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It all happens at once.

The noise— screams of all pitches and encouragements of all sorts, forming a raucous cacophony in the large gymnasium— halts almost immediately; like a vacuum has sucked it all up and the only thing that is left is an eerie stillness as everyone waits in antsy anticipation for the player to serve.

And then he is running up, throwing the ball great lengths into the air and jumping to meet it halfway, hitting the ball with such force and determination you can almost feel the impact yourself. The ball hurtles through the air and crosses the net with such speed you almost don't see it.

But the Japanese team does. Their libero, Yamamoto, crosses the court in a flash and bumps the ball up so high up it gives his teammates half a second to breathe before they are rushing to connect it, the setter, Sekita, tossing the ball higher in the air for Ishikawa to hit it.

The tall Brazilians loom over him like a curse, like bad karma, as determined as the Japanese are, but not nearly as desperate. Ishikawa does not mind them and he bravely hits the ball with as much strength as his worn out body allows him, sending every last bit of energy into this spike, hoping, praying, practically begging for it to work, for the ball to hit the other side of the court with such violence that the Brazilians would not be able to even react before it hits the floor.

The next thing you know, the ball hits the hands of the Brazilians and is spindling down towards the floor at breakneck speed. Yamamoto, Sekita and Ishikawa (when he lands), all throw themselves to the floor in a desperate bid to save it, to not let it touch the floor, to not let all their hard work be washed down into a drain. But to no avail.

The ball hits the floor with a resounding thud. The whistle blows and all at once, the Brazilian supporters leap from their seats and yell and scream and shout with unadulterated joy. Because they have won! They have won the game! And the Japanese have lost. The Japanese team and their supporters are quiet in the wake of their loss. You do not move, almost as if if you did, the bleachers would crack open, the earth beneath the gymnasium would cave in and you would be falling to the floor, through the soil and to the core of the earth.

The three men lift themselves up from the floor with the weight of defeat on their shoulders and their teammates pat their backs silently, looking solemn but trying to be as encouraging as possible. The team gathers at the end line of the court and another whistle blows, signalling both teams to bow. When Ishikawa's eyes hit the floor, so do the tears.

He cries in silent agony, somehow feeling like it is all his fault. He is the captain, he should have led them better than this. He is the ace, he should have been able to hit pass those blocks. He knew hitting hard was risky, he should have been more careful. He should have moved faster, reacted faster, gotten to the ball faster. He should have been sharper, more alert, better. He should have been better.

His teammates shed a few tears too, but not quite nearly as much as Ishikawa. It's unrelenting— his tears. It doesn't want to stop, even when Ishikawa roughly wipes at his eyes in frustration, desperately wanting the raw showing of emotion to stop. Everyone can see him cry in this moment and he hates it.

When Ishikawa and his team begin to move off the court, is when you break from your stunned daze. Quite frankly, you were shocked speechless. You knew Brazil was a tough opponent but your faith in your boys would always trump any form of doubt. You knew they could do it. You knew they would be able to do it. Until they didn't.

You do not see the tears from quite so far away, but when you do, you are ripping yourself from your seat with such great speed, the people around you jump in surprise. You do not care, you do not even really notice before you are sprinting down the stairs, leaping from each flight, ignoring the desperate calls of your best friend and the shocked expressions directed at you as you race to the exit of the court.

"Ishikawa Yuki!" you yell just in case you don't catch them in time. You know you could just call him or meet him at his house but you came as a surprise, and though you'd wish you could surprise him after his victory, you think that surprising him and being able to comfort him in his loss will mean just as much.

At the sound of your voice, his head whips around, eyes wide in shock as he desperately searches the people for your face, eyes glassy with unshed tears and vision slightly blurry. You jump off the rest of the stairs, running to him with flailing arms. And when Ishikawa sees you, you swear you see his lips pout, eyes glossing over as tears run down his face.

You grin and run to him and he drops everything, his water bottle, his towel, his jacket, everything, so that he can hold his arms open for you to run into and give him a big hug. And you do exactly that. You run straight into his arms, wrapping your arms around his torso and shoving your face into his chest, not caring at all that he is drenched in sweat (and possibly tears), not caring at all that almost the whole gymnasium full of people can see the two of you have such an intimate moment, not caring at all because Ishikawa Yuki, the love of your life, is in tears and you have to do everything in your power to stop that.

Ishikawa's arms wrap around you too, holding you so tight and dear to him, you swear the both of you stop breathing. And with you in his arms, he finally crumbles to the floor, tears spilling from his eyes and sobs escaping his throat in ugly, high-pitched hiccups. But he doesn't care, you don't care, he's safe as long as you're here.

"When did you get here? I thought you were only going to touchdown tomorrow," he whispers in between sobs, his shaking, swollen hand coming up to your hair and entangling his fingers with the strands messily. You pull away slightly and pull Ishikawa down so that your chin rests on his shoulder and he can bury his face into your neck, your hand coming up to his sweaty hair to run your fingers through the corse, tangled strands as Ishikawa continues to cry in your arms. This position is so incredibly uncomfortable. After all, Ishikawa is insanely tall and the top of your head doesn't even really reach his neck, and you're sure Ishikawa's back is going to hurt a little later but he doesn't seem to mind at all at the position change, indulging in you as he shoves his face into the crook of your neck, hot breaths that tickle your skin, coming out in pants as he struggles to control his sobs.

"I wanted to surprise you," you say with a fond smile, the hand that was idle on his back coming up to send a wave to his teammates when your eyes meet, even sending one to his coach, who just smiles bitterly at you. His teammates send you rueful smiles and thumbs-ups of approval before they make their way back to the locker rooms, leaving you and Ishikawa to continue embracing at the exit of the court.

Ishikawa lets out a tearful laugh, saying, "Well, I'm surprised alright. I was just thinking about you when you called my name. I almost thought I was seeing things.".

You laugh but do not reply, allowing a comfortable silence to take over as Ishikawa lets all his emotions out in the form of hot, regretful tears. Your hand continues to soothe him with pats and strokes to his back and your hand remains in his hair. Ishikawa's large hands fist your shirt at your waist as his tears and sweat seep into your shirt. You don't mind. Of course, if this were anyone else you would. But this is Ishikawa Yuki, and you love him more than anything else in this world.

"You played so well," you whisper after a while of silence. You can feel Ishikawa wanting to pull away from you but you do not allow him, knowing full well that he wants to pull away to argue with you, to debunk your words with his incessant humility, so you do not allow him. You do not allow him to deny himself the praise he very much deserves because he's worked hard for this, no matter the outcome, he and his teammates have worked his ass off for this, and the least you can do is praise him.

"Yuki, you played very well. Don't try and deny it," you say with a firm voice, hand on his head keeping his chin to your shoulder. At this, he finally laughs and you loosen your grip, allowing him to pull out of your embrace just enough for him to see your face.

His cheeks are tear-stained and his eyes are beginning to puff up with all his crying, red beginning to bloom at the corner of his eyes, slowly taking over the white. His smile is nothing short of breathtaking, swollen eyes and red lips curled up brilliantly, smile lines and the corners of his eyes creasing sweetly. You can't help but grin back when you see his smile, nose souring with endearment.

"You know me so well," he comments, fingers coming up to tuck strands of your hair behind your ear, fingers trailing down your jaw to your chin, tilting your face up just a little bit more. His fingers guide your head just slightly forward before he is meeting you halfway in a sweet kiss, grinning immediately after your lips meet his.

Ishikawa's eyes trace over your every feature, observing, remembering, ingraining; tracing over the curve of your eyes, the slope of your nose, the perk of your lips, the peak of your eyebrows, and the line of your jaw, fingers ghosting over each feature along with his eyes, all the while maintaining the smile on his lips.

Then, he is giving your forehead a sweet kiss before pulling out of your embrace fully, turning around to pick up the things he had dropped when you came running into his arms. He brushes off his jacket and drapes it across your shoulders, holding open the jacket for you to slip your arms into the sleeves, to which you do, before he is hooking the zip and zipping it all the way up to your chin.

In his mind, he laughs at the way you are dwarfed by his jacket. Your hands can barely be seen, only the tips of your fingers peeking out from the sleeves, and the jacket, where it usually ends at his hip, ends almost at your knees. Unconsciously, he smiles and has to physically restrain himself from pinching your cheeks.

After he zips up his jacket, he bends down to pick up his towel, draping it over his shoulder before he is bending down once again to pick up his water bottle, having set them down to help you put on his jacket. Then, without a word but with the largest, goofiest grin, he takes your hand in his and leads you out of the court and to the locker rooms in a comfortable silence, fingers intertwined with yours.

For a second there, he almost forgets that they lost the game and are not able to proceed to the quarter-finals. For a second there, he almost completely forgets about his regrets and anger and frustration. And it's all because of you. And of course, he is eternally grateful to you. After all, what on earth would he do without you? He would still be crying his ass off, that's what, though he would never admit it out loud. And it is because of this reason— though he would do it without a reason at all— that he kisses you a little longer, hugs you a little tighter, loves you a little more.