#ask any of my irls they'll tell you

[anonbinaryweirdo]

oli fact of the day #2

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

wish me luck, maggots, I'm going to preach good omens to irl humans.

Tomorrow I have, well, some kind of college thing... an explore the college event? Dunno what it is, exactly. A morning spent at the college where they'll discuss the courses and I'll need to interact with other students.

Also, parents are supposed to come, but mine are going to be away with work. And my brother said I needed to dye my hair black before going (with the Crowley red faded, it's now a bright ginger, kind of Bildad-coloured). He did not say this with kindness.

I'm not going to do any such thing, because fuck it. If the college can't accommodate me (not about the hair, but about my being queer and my mental health) then I'd rather know sooner, not later be caught off guard like I was the previous college.

SO MY GRAND PLAN FOR DEALING WITH IRL HUMANS TOMORROW:

I take the Good Omens book with me.

I dress as gay as I know how to. If I have to wear my bi flag as a scarf, so be it.

It won't come to that, don't worry. I tend to look gay as a default.

I carry the Good Omens book in my hands at all times.

I wait till someone asks me about it, as people tend to do at such events.

I SPREAD THE GOOD OMENS AGENDA TO THEM.

I move on to my next victim. During this process, Good Omens being the story that it is, I will make many queerphobic people very, very uncomfortable.

Good. I will tell many people I like their shoelaces. Let's see how that one goes.

Now at this point I will have made conversation with several people, but worst comes to worst, I can always just find some English students. Apparently they all, as a collective species, adore Neil Gaiman. Excellent.

If even that plan of interaction fails, and all is doomed, I will sit on a chair, look gay and mysterious, and open Tumblr and talk to you maggots instead.

A flawless plan, methinks.

Am I terrified? Absolutely, yes, and I am traumatised by my previous experiences at college.

However, I have decided to put things into perspective, and go forth not as me, Asmi, but as the Good Omens Mascot, and preach Good Omens to everyone, and then get the fuck out of there. This is a lot more manageable.

...anyway, so, yes. Wish me luck. Wahoo?

[homunculus-argument]

hey there! this sounds like a bit of a silly question, but as a trans guy, you’re one of the few trans people i’ve been following almost since i joined tumblr, so based on your other anon ask and answer i figured i’d pop in and ask if you have any advice? if you want to answer, ofc :) — i foresee this being a bit long, so i totally get if not

so i’m also a trans guy, but i haven’t been able to take any steps toward medical transitioning before since i live with my parents. but i’ll move out soon, and i still can’t decide if i should take any of these steps even once i do. i’ve never felt like i particularly wanted to medically transition (i don’t really care about how my body looks + i’ve never really cared about changing any of it), but i would like to be seen a guy — i don’t mind if not so by strangers, but maybe so by like, my friends. but i can’t help but feel like i’d be laughed at for wanting that — i’m not naturally androgynous or masculine looking to others and i have never been mistaken for a guy, because i have really long hair, d cups, and curves. and without medically transitioning, i also kinda feel like i’m… betraying the trans community, since i’m not really putting the effort into my transition and so i’m just ‘pretending’, even though i do know i’m not.

so my question would be: as a trans person who has transitioned, socially and medically, do you think people are more understanding than i think they are currently? do you know of any trans people who don’t want to medically transition, and do you think it’s possible to live fulfilled that way? or even: do you think it would be easier for someone like me to just live a lie? i usually tell people i’m a lesbian, because they definitely would not look at me and assume ‘straight guy’, but also, as a trans person who doesn’t want to medically transition, i’m just always worried that i won’t be taken seriously. i feel like your experience of being trans and probably interacting with the community is much more than mine, which is why i ask this last one — i would try being open myself, but again, i’m still living with my parents unfortunately.

I'll be honest I don't actually really know much "community" save for former art school classmates. I've only known one trans person irl who chose not to medically transition - at the time, Finland's trans law was still shitty and required sterilisation for legal sex change, and all that. She didn't want kids or anything, but refused to engage in the process as her own little personal civilian protest. I don't want to paint some caricature picture of some Sharp Dommy Tall Scary Goth Trans Anarchist, but I was deeply impressed by the way she didn't do a single thing to try to seem smaller, softer, or in any way submissive or docile to be ~feminine~ the right, socially accepted way.

She wasn't just taller than most men but usually the tallest person in the room, and she stood out in a crowd of cis women like a crane in a chicken coop - a bird just as much as they are, but a different kind of bird. And I remember thinking that I could never do that, being so unflinching and unhesitant about standing out in the crowd because assimilating and muting yourself is beneath your dignity.

Honestly, I don't know what to tell you about being openly trans without transitioning medically, save for that it takes more guts than being able to just go stealth. I had physical dysphoria about the way my body was, and was desperate to get top surgery just for the sake of my own physical comfort, and I like the convenient anonymity of being able to just be Just Some Guy who doesn't attract anyone's interest or curiosity.

It's a smart move to not come out to your parents before you're out of their house and not relying on them for anything - this is something everyone should use their own judgement for, but I stress it to every queer kid to not take the risk if there's any chance that they'll react poorly while they still have power over you. But living your whole life in the closet - "living a lie" is a good way to put it - will corrode you from the inside.

It's better to live in peace with yourself and against the world, than in peace with the world against yourself. There is absolutely nothing in your power that you could do to change the minds of people who have already decided that they don't respect you, and if they try telling you that they would, if you only met their approved criteria, they are lying. That's bait they're dangling in front of you, and there's no "earning" the respect of such people.

Stay true to yourself and be good to people, and you'll have the respect of people who are capable of respecting you. Don't waste your time and energy on people who won't respect you, every thought and effort you spare them is wasted on them.

[tiyoin]

Taking a step back from twisted singer reader (I'll be back). I really want to expand/give origins ideas to the group chat(s?). Like how reader got the phone, how they got added and other things. Btw love who added that

With that said I'm starting a new agenda: ✨Grandfather Mozus Trein :D✨ Everyone knows that Crowley is *cough* neglectful & irresponsible *cough* always there for his students and never once put himself first 🤠. I feel like reader low-key reminds Trein of Anastasia (red hair) ya know? Maybe it's how reader plays with their hair when they start getting bored or the doodles on the written exams. All these little habits they share. Just an old man missing his family.

Someone has to be a responsible adult for reader and who else is better then a father with so much wisdom. He knows Yuu has a way of communicating and protecting himself so he isn't as concerned ,but poor reader can't do that to save their life :(

So I can see Trein giving them(mostly reader) a phone (B4 book 4). It's nothing new or special; it has an old blue case with a fading pattern and skuffs. The best part about it is Trein paying the bill. The wallpaper is changed to Grimm napping tho

It's kinda an unspoken rule that reader keeps it for the most part. With Yuu and all the things he tends to get into it would last a week if he was lucky.

More then likely the only numbers in the phone are Aduce/ maybe the other first years and Trein ,but I don't really see any of them be texters tbh. So not much coming in. Maybe a few homework questions??

As for apps a see maybe 2-ish games 👁️👄➖

Over all, it's just a classic antisocial person's phone. Until Cater finds out. Next time Yuu has the phone Carter tells him what should be added and how to #sign up for them. And Yuu being the person he is asks "Cater how do I help my introvert make friends?" Cater being the #helpful upperclassmen is he downloads the app and sends the invite.

The app they use is probably the twst discord. I think that's the only social idia has/honestly uses Some of them has like a cover for the icon. Like no one can know they use that app for whatever reason.

Everyone besides reader kinda knows what account belongs to which person. To add a bit of anonymous(ness?). Cuz no way would reader give her honest opinion about Rook or someone else if she knew that they themselves/close friends are in the chat.

Imagine if one of the guys that reader doesn't get along with ends up being one of reader's close/safe online friend. Like idk if you know who Aphmau is but she has a Minecraft roleplay PDH (don't judge me plss) where Aph and Aaron don't like each other irl but are really close online friends.

I'm sorry if my asks tend to be all over the place. I get sided tracked a lot and end up spacing out every 10 works. This was written between 3-5ish am. Also 👉👈 I think the reason we're on the same brain wave is cuz we're air signs.

Also thank you for liking/replying to my ask/yapping ☺️ it's means a lot to me

I've been waiting to get a Mac charger just to answer this ask🤭

GRANDFATHER TREIN IS SOMETHING I DID NOT KNOW I NEEDED BUT GLAD I GOT

because we always see crewel v crowley for custody over yuu.

but I defiantly agree with you that trein would see one of his daughters; especially anastasia in reader. whether it's by a few habits they both share, or how they're sometimes second fiddle to their more out going companion. but trein can see reader's life falling into shambles the more they're in twisted wonderland, the more they're isolated, and it kills him as both a father and educator.

and believe it or not, he cares about his students. they may not think so and curse him in the hallways, but they'll be thanking him in years to come, they always do (he prides himself in that, and the line of students he has at reunions telling him they're the best teacher they ever had.)

so maybe he pulls reader aside after class, ofc he can tell how tense they are, how nervous they are... especially by how intense their eye contact is, a little creepy but trein understands. he tells them to sit down in a chair he magically spawned as he flicks his head at lucien. who is all too glad to use you as a chair. he can see reader visibly relax as they're testing the water's with the temperamental feline, but trein starts talking.

he wants to help them, as he wouldn't be doing his job as an educator if he just stood by and watched you struggle. how he would have failed the pledge he made to crowley and himself if he let one os his students fall under the radar in favor for his smarter ones.

yes that should sting but it's the truth, and to no fault of your own. you obviously had... less than stupor teaching before this, and you have to catch up on a decades worth of stuff due to your... situation. and he is willing to help you during both lunch hours and free period. he also recommends student tutors for this and is willing to work out some kind of deal between you and the tutors. he wants to see you succeed. not just to prove he can turn a pumpkin into a carriage, but because you deserve it.

maybe you're not so much like his biological daughter, but like his step daughter. the one with a soul of diamond but a heart of glass. and if reader ever needs someone trustworthy (and he emphasizes this) that isn't actively split-dying their hair in their thirties or prances around with a bird mask then he is always open.

no matter how burdenous they feel relying on him, or if they think the matters are silly. he will tell it to them straight. he also suggests talking to cater diamond of heartslabyul, that if anyone can help you make friends, its that chatterbox.

dont even try to refute it cause trein AND lucien will be sporting you an unimpressed look.

but I swear to everything cater has a fucking NOSE- a sniffer if you would for introverts. or he has mastered chenya's invisibility spell and over heard your conversation because- I AGREE WITH YOU- yuu would 100% ask cater to help his little ol' introvert make friends.

so he seeks them out, grabs their phone while chatting away, and downloads 'magi cord' dw yuu is there too. cater even goes a step further and adds his contact to their phone because 'tehe he has the elusive reader's number and no body else does! #1inamillion #hewon! #he'sgonnaextrovertsohardit'llmakeyourheadspin 😼

but later that night you're fighting to go on the app when cater sends you a link, the second message he sends you (with 'hey hey! it's your fav upper classmen cay-cay here!' with an obnoxious amount of emojis, being the first)

it's a link to a magi cord group chat called; raven of secrets. (or smthn idk, I pulled that out of my ass) and he explains that the whole point of that group chat is to remain anonymous. there's a handful of members from different dorms and that's all you're supposed to know.

they talk about gossip, homework, assignments etc. the more he talks about it the more it sounds like a secret society. but nonetheless, you join.

and all hell breaks loose 🤭

personally I think that only a few people know who is who in the chat group. like the organizer because they gotta make sure everyone who has the link is an nrc student. and obviously there's a few friends who gave other people the link or joined together. but there's also active polls where people debate who is who.

just so it gives them the extra comfort of anonymity.

IMAGINE SOME ADMITS TO STALKING POOR READER AND IT TURNS INTO A THRILLER AHHHH (everyone knows who rook is. not because of his French, but because of his detailed posts)

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NO CAUSE I WAS ALSO AN APHMAU FAN HAHAHAH I used to eat her role plays up. but watching them now... they're super cringe and I can barely watch an episode of phoenix drop high 😭

and dont even worry about it 'being all over the place because I am literally like that and it's so fun being able to bounce all over the place hehe

AND YAY ANOTHER AIR SIGN😽

[sturniolowhore]

☁️ BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND #6

summary ⎯  venus has had her eyes on her brother's best friend chris for as long as she can remember but she is far too scared that's all she is to him, his best friend's little sister. what happens when she realises he sees her in a different light and how will she and chris keep it hidden from her brother who has always told his friends never to meddle about with his sister.

part one! ♯ part two! ♯ part three! ♯ part four! ♯

part five!

warnings ⎯  suggestive and sexual, eventual smut, chris x fem!oc, fluff, cursing, kind of angst (?)

A/N ⎯  finally working on something with parts to it so i'm excited!! as a reminder, leo and venus do not exist irl, i just chose any random names for the sake of the story.

i hope you enjoy <3

CHAPTER A/N ⎯ i was supposed to be studying but i decided to write this instead. this is based on a request i got about chris and a volleyball reader but seeing as venus is already a volleyball player, i thought i'd just include it here. it isn't letting me reply directly to the request but this is for you anonymous. this is also the final chapter of brother's best friend, i hope you all loved it!! i'll start working on my other requests once exams are over <3

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

"matt hurry the fuck up! i'm not going to be late," chris' voice travels from downstairs to matt's room and a few moments after, matt comes trotting down the stairs with an apologetic expression on his face.

"fucking finally, i thought kid's ears were going to start releasing steam because of how annoyed he was," nick gestures towards chris who rolls his eyes but chooses not to respond, instead opening the front door and making his way quickly to matt's car because matt decided he didn't mind taking all of them to venus' volleyball match.

it's one of the final matches in this new tournament her team is competing in and it's honestly a pretty big deal. if they make it through this competition within the top three spots, they'll qualify to the next competition. venus has been going on about it and chris honestly finds it adorable; he loves listening to her ramble and explain every little detail excitedly. he also loves going to support her in every match. he hasn't missed a single one since they got together and he doesn't plan on doing so either which is exactly why he's annoyed at matt for taking so long. he doesn't want venus to think he isn't coming to cheer her on before the start of a very important game.

"relax we're going to make it on time, i promise," matt reassures him as he steps into the driver's seat and begins pulling out of the driveway.

chris doesn't really pay attention to the conversations happening in the car as they continue to approach their destination because he's too busy thinking about seeing venus in her element. he doesn't even completely register matt parking the car until the car door at the back opens and nick steps out of the car. chris follows with an eager smile planted across his face as they make it towards the top of the stands where family and friends of players can easily find one another.

as soon as they reach the top, chris immediately spots leo who's busy texting on his phone. he approaches his best friend and pushes his back slightly, making him jump but then break out into a large smile.

"you're here, thank fuck. venus keeps messaging me to ask if you're here," leo shakes his head, turning his phone so chris can read the multiple exchanges back and forth between the siblings where venus is doing exactly that.

chris isn't by any means late, in fact the match isn't set to start for another fifteen minutes but he's usually a lot earlier, staying with venus behind closed doors and reassuring her until the game begins. he feels bad that she probably has been worrying all on her own, without him there to tell her it'll all be okay.

"where is she?" he asks leo with a frown and leo tells him the specific room number she's occupied alone and so he quickly parts ways with his best friend and brothers, their chatter with one another fading as he walks away to the room.

he knocks on the door a couple times and waits until he hears the familiar sound, "come in."

he opens the door and sees venus physically ease, the tension in her shoulders disappearing slightly at the mere sight of him. he opens his arms out for her and she steps into his embrace with no difficulty, pressing a small kiss to his cheek and inhaling his scent to provide herself with a form of stability within the nerves that are circling through her.

"hey ma," he whispers into the hug before she pulls away, a nervous look now planted across her face that makes chris' heart swell slightly.

"i'm sorry, i'm just worried," she tells him when she notices the sympathetic gaze he's giving her.

she doesn't want to be on the receiving end of sympathy but it's so hard for her to mask her feelings around her boyfriend. there's something about chris that makes it so easy to be her genuine self and showcase her genuine feelings. she's rather grateful for it because she doesn't feel like she has to be someone else or put on a facade of some sort just so chris likes her and can handle her. he likes her for who she is, flaws included and that makes her heart feel full.

"venus, i barely knew anything about volleyball before i became your boyfriend and then the moment i did, i became some sort of expert all because of you. you weren't even making me feel bored when you taught me everything because it was so obvious you loved everything about what you were saying. this is your thing saturn and every single game i come to, everyone in the crowd has eyes on you, especially me. you're going to be amazing and i'm going to be here watching you and cheering you on through every last minute, okay?"

venus nothing short of melts due to his words. they travel straight to her heart and for a moment, she's unable to do anything, too thankful and in utter adoration of the person standing in front of her. she eventually does connect their lips and it's her way of responding to chris without having to say anything at all. the kiss is intense because she's pouring every ounce of admiration she has for him into it. she doesn't ever want to pull apart because of how right his lips feel against hers. it's not even sexual she finds herself thinking, it's pure and fierce and as though she's a warrior defending the love she has for chris.

the love she has for chris.

neither one of them has said anything about love just yet but venus knows when she looks at chris, when she hears his voice, when he's simply him; she is in love. when they pull apart, she knows for certain the emotion running through her veins is real and she'd be damned if she doesn't tell chris exactly what she's thinking.

"chris..." there's a pause where he nods his head and smiles at her softly, making every last bit of doubt fly out of her, "i love you."

the smile she receives reminds her why she loves him. he looks so fucking thrilled at the thought of her loving him and his cheeks turn the slightest bit pink. she thinks he looks beyond adorable and when he starts to reply, she swears she loses sense of anything but him and the sound of his gentle voice.

"i'm in love with you," it's like reassurance for something she never even knew she needed.

there is no doubt in her head that she loves chris but the thought that he might not love her is always present. now, it's not as though she thinks it's chris' obligation to love her but the emotions she feels when he confirms that he does feel the same are greater than any before.

"come here," he pulls her into his chest and hugs her so tightly, she can almost feel his love transferring onto her.

"now come on, you're going to go out there and be the best player ever like i know you are," he turns her body around and leads her closer to the door.

he watches the slight sway in her body as she walks for a few steps and god he's so in love with everything about her. his hands go to either side of her waist and stop her in her tracks. she doesn't turn around, simply waits for him and practically shudders when he pushes her beautiful ponytail over her left shoulder and his lips brush against her neck from the right.

"those shorts are going to be the end of me," he speaks against her skin and she laughs, relishing in the soft touch he provides.

he steps back and admires her before delivering a small, playful slap to her ass that makes her body jolt in a way he wants to replay in his mind forever. she turns around with a sheepish grin and he can't help but return the expression.

"let's make a deal," he tells her and she raises her brows at him, turning around entirely so now their eyes are looking into one another’s.

"when you win, i'm going to lower those shorts just a little so i can fuck your brains out," he whispers and she splutters on air before a smirk settles on her face.

the way he says when instead of if makes her heart flutter and his words certainly aren't helping but, in all honesty, she loves the sound of them. she nods her head in agreement eagerly, "remember that time you said you'd make the fuck out with me if i won?"

she reminds him of the time before they even got together where he was about to say something along those lines before leo walked in and he beams at her. of fucking course, he remembers but knowing she remembers just as well makes it all the more worth it.

"what are you trying to say?" he's teasing because he knows exactly what she means; to be frank, he just wants to hear her say it.

the smirk doesn't leave her face when she answers, "you can do exactly that whilst i sit on that pretty little lap in these exact shorts."

he groans. he actually groans at the thought and she loves the way she can see the effect she has on him because she's more than aware he has the same effect on her. they both drive each other crazy and they truly love it beyond words can explain.

"guess my dreams are gonna come true. come on, let's go before your team wonders where you are. good luck ma," he presses a short but sweet kiss to her lips and she smiles into it, thanking him shortly before they go separate ways to their respective areas.

chris returns to the stands where his brothers and leo are looking around for him with a grin on his face. when they spot him, they finally sit back down in relief.

"took your fucking time," leo narrows his eyes at him in suspicion.

if only he knew.

"i was helping saturn," he shrugs, blocking out their responses and glancing at the time displayed on one of the screens extremely close by.

two more minutes until he knows venus will absolutely destroy the other team. two more minutes until he's guaranteed to fuck her in those pretty little shorts. two minutes until he's the proudest boyfriend all over again for yet another game.

maybe he just really wants to see venus play but the two minutes seem to drag for an eternity so when the players finally get into their positions, he sits up in his seat and quickly locates venus. a proud smile settles on his face when he notes she's going to be the one to serve. even if she wasn't serving though, he can’t confirm that he'd be looking at the game because all he can seem to do is stare at her.

the whistle blows to signal the start of the game and her serve is perfect, in fact everything about her is perfect and chris is in complete awe. he watches the game eagerly, not peeling his eyes away from her for even a second and grinning like never before when her team's points pile up in contrast to other team's few. he observes her every move and anytime she's the one to score, he goes absolutely crazy. people even turn back to stare at who's making such commotion but he doesn't care in the slightest; he's here to support his girlfriend and that's exactly what he's doing.

after around an hour and ten minutes, the game comes to a close and that means their team is through to the next round. chris goes insane in the crowds and he can hear his brothers and leo doing the exact same. he watches as venus looks to stand to find him and when she does, the smile on her face is the prettiest thing he has ever seen. he beams at her, clapping loudly, making her shake her head fondly. she smirks for a second as she snaps the waistband of her shorts against her skin; chris cheers even louder at that.

"you were fucking amazing," he finally tells her when she's stepped away from leo, nick and matt.

"i was thinking about how you fuck amazing," she retorts and he laughs loudly, a glimmer in his eyes as he captures her hand in his own and leads them to matt's car.

"i should've brought my car," he groans quietly to her when the others enter the car and matt begins driving them to the triplets' house.

"patience, we'll say you're taking me out to eat and while leo stays at your house, we can go back to my place and do whatever," she responds softly and he nods his head, rubbing circles against her hand with his thumb delicately.

they do as planned and so chris takes his car and they begin driving home. the only thing on his mind is venus. every last thought is screaming her name and when she places her hand on his thigh and inches closer to his dick, he swears he loses all composure.

"venus," he warns her and when he glances to the side, she has this perfect, teasing smile on her face that he just wants to kiss senseless.

"keep driving, we're ten minutes away," she tells him but he can't for the life of him focus on the road when her hand is dangerously close to where he needs her.

the thoughts of her start getting to him and he can feel himself begin to harden in his sweatpants. he groans and starts driving faster in the hopes of getting to her house as fast as possible. she notices the increase in speed and laughs inaudibly to anyone but herself. her eyes glimmer when she notices chris getting hard and she finds herself getting more and more turned on by the second. she stares at nothing but the familiar outline being showcased through his sweatpants and her movements against his thigh go still.

he doesn't notice at first until at least a minute passes and her hand is still on his thigh and her eyes are still trained in the same spot. he grins and turns to her briefly, "you have to be good and wait saturn."

and oh fuck. he is not helping in the slightest and she starts to understand why he was so frustrated just seconds before. she needs him and she needs him now.

"chris," she whines a little and he hums in response, "i need you."

"we're just over five minutes away," he plays her at her own game and she throws her head back against the chair.

"please," she mumbles and how on earth is he meant to deny her of anything when she sounds so desperate and beautiful all for him?

they're lucky there are secluded areas nearby that people rarely go to because chris drives around a minute until they reach one and then he parks the car.

"get in the back," he instructs and she doesn't even hesitate for a second, instantly moving to climb into the back and falling into the seat when chris slaps her ass in the process.

said boy gets out of the car and slams his door shut before moving to sit beside her in the back. as soon as his back hits the seat, she moves to straddle his legs and kisses him as though she has no other purpose. the kiss is eager and desperate and shows her want flawlessly. the feeling of her grinding against him in those shorts he fucking loves gets him even harder and he just needs to be inside of her before he implodes.

"fuck baby, i need to be in you," he says against her lips and she moans in satisfaction, lifting her hips lightly in a message that chris understands immediately.

he pulls her shorts down ever so slightly so that he can align himself with her whilst she still has them sitting perfectly on her thighs and his sweatpants down to his knees. he teases her for a while, not quite giving her what she wants and she whimpers in need.

"please chris, need you so badly," she grinds harder against him and the skin on skin sensation drives him crazy.

"you have me," he smiles softly and then slams into her like he's made to do that and that alone.

she falls into his chest at the rough thrusts and he grins, his hands moving to either side of her waist to keep her upright. her pants fill the car and when she meets him halfway her with her grinding, moans start to escape his lips uncontrollably. the sound of arousal fills the air and is like music to their ears, making them increase their paces to hear the tune more.

her lips press against his whilst he slaps her ass again. he really is in love with her ass but when it's paired with his favourite shorts, he swears he's on cloud nine. he moans when she bites at his earlobe and thrusts into her faster, practically making her scream. chris loves the way she doesn't hold back from screaming her pleasure. it makes him want to thrust into her forever.

skin on skin, tongues against tongues and moans warming the car is sending them both beyond the edge. chris' thrusts are getting faster because he knows the two of them are close. he can feel her clenching around him and forming incoherent words as she moves against him.

"fuck, fuck, fuck," she yells as she presses legs against him and begins to cum, the sight making chris reach his orgasm too.

they cum together with sloppy kisses and rushed movements and they swear there's no greater feeling than the intimacy of sex and cumming together in a union of the souls.

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

tags: @mattslolita @sturniolololover @mattsleftnipple03 @that-general-simp

[daydreamingoncloud9]

The fact that the "Yoo Joonghyuk from the 0th turn was willing to go through 1864 regressions solely to see Kim Dokja again" notion is so popular kinda irks me because of how it 1) strips YJH of any nuance in his character by reducing him to a pining lovesick man 2) kinda disregards an arguably more heartfelt reading of the scene

To clarify, I'm not gonna argue that YJH did not consider KDJ in his decision to regress, he evidently did, but it drives me nuts when people act like that's the only reason why YJH regressed.

Now granted, YJH did kinda start this whole conversation with "If I choose you as my Constellation sponsor, will I finally get to meet you?" and so I understand when people think that meeting KDJ face-to-face is the reason why YJH chose to regress despite the slim chances but I also want people to consider one of YJH's enduring characteristics.

YJH has always been portrayed as wanting to know the truth of the world he lived in and wanting to understand his origins. He seeks to reach the conclusion because he wants answers for his suffering and the hardships he went through. Hell, one of the things he says to KDJ during this scene was "Who am I?" and then he goes on to ask whether "the secret of this world lies beyond the wall, where you are?"

YJH of the 0th turn has reached a point in his life where he is happy but he says that it's because of that that he's "even more curious about what lies beyond the wall". He wishes to take the time to understand himself after achieving such happiness and this really feels like an example of someone seeking self-actualisation.

And this also ties into my second point because understanding YJH's (imo) primary motivation ultimately frames this scene as one where two individuals who deeply love each other have to separate because one of them has decided to dedicate their life to a certain goal while the other (reluctantly) accepts their decision because they understand that it would make their loved one fulfilled.

It's a different flavour of bittersweet from the popular reading because what separates them is ultimately YJH's desire to reach self-fulfillment and KDJ accepting his desire even if it he thinks YJH is a "dumb bastard" for doing so.

After spending so much time with YJH, both as a character and as a companion, KDJ understands better than anyone that this is what YJH needs to do. And so he lets him go.

Even if it hurts. Even if he knows that YJH would eventually resent him for it. Even if he thinks regressing will just make him miserable. He lets go because he knows that this is who YJH is and he would be remiss if he let his own personal feelings get in the way of respecting his agency.

And yes, this sucker punching line right here "Tell me, you fool. If I continue to regress, will I ever get to meet you again?" does imply that half of his reason to regress is to meet KDJ irl but! I also wanna point out that KDJ never really confirmed to YJH that he could meet him again. And taking that into consideration alongside YJH's final words to KDJ, "I shall pray that you may continue to exist somewhere too" and that he still didn't stop to second-guess his regression, you're kinda left with the impression that YJH would have still gone on this journey even with the possibility that KDJ may never show up again in the future. He regresses with the small hope that they will meet each other again but he doesn't move forward solely because of that small hope.

I like to think that it's because in the 0th turn, YJH already considers them to be companions and even if he doesn't meet KDJ again, that doesn't mean their bond didn't exist.

Because, as he said about his other companions, "Just because I will forget about them, doesn't mean they'll suddenly stop existing".

Much like how the Demon King of Salvation won't stop existing even if he forgets him.

But like, regardless of whether my interpretation is right or not, I just think that YJH going forward for his own truth rather than just a desire to see KDJ again makes for a sweeter narrative after the bittersweet ending of the 0th turn.

Because as luck would have it, KDJ would once again guide YJH towards the end on his 1864th turn in the future/past, just like how he did during the 0th turn.

Regardless of YJH's personal motivations and KDJ's personal hangups, the two are irrevocably linked and that small hope from seemingly aeons ago finally became reality after countless lives.

Maybe this is why they are called "Life and Death Companions".

[traegorn]

Hi Trae - I wanted to ask about the concept of casting spells. I'm not familiar at all with Wiccan or other kinds of witchcraft(forgive me I don't know the umbrella term, I hope witchcraft is alright). Even from just a couple sentences you can probably tell I'm not familiar at all - please correct anything I say incorrectly, I want to learn.

But I'm curious about casting spells - I'm a scientist irl, so everything I focus on is very empirically based. But I love to learn and I want to understand all aspects of the world as much as I can(I'm agnostic and a blank slate in any other non-theistic practice or otherwise non-empirical spirituality. Again forgive my wording if I am incorrect).

I sincerely mean this in genuine good faith and interest, just without the proper communicative tools: What does casting spells mean? How does one cast spells? Do they work? If so, how?

Thanks for your patience, I tried to word this as best as possible. Cheers to a fellow midwesterner.

You made me laugh with this (not in a bad way).

You have to understand you are wading into a discussion that's been raging and debated for decades. I don't think there is a "couple sentences" answer. Because there is zero consensus in the modern witchcraft movement. 😆

Like one of the oldest jokes in the community is if you put three witches together and ask them how magic works, they'll give you five answers. Like I just did a whole podcast questioning what we think of as witchcraft -- saying that arguably that things like medicine and the placebo effect still count as magic even though we now know why and how they work.

Now, I personally believe in things like personal energy and a bunch of other stuff, but I'm more than willing to admit it's all faith based and that if I didn't have my own personal experiences to back it up, I might not believe me about this stuff to begin with. But, again, the debates on magical paradigms is a hot one.

A fuckin' forest fire even. 😆

As for whether or not a spell worked... a spell worked if what you were trying to achieve happened. Whether that's by "energy," changes you made to your behaviors, modifications of circumstances... to me it all counts. If it doesn't happen, it didn't work.

You could always do what @asksecularwitch does and just take notes -- write down what you did, when you did it, and note any time you seem to get results. It'd be a start.

[pearwaldorf]

The tags in this poll are fascinating to me. I do not think I'm a purity wanker or a prude, but I would still be uncomfortable if people left comments more detailed than "This was hot, I liked this part".*

This is a problem romance writers also have, where all of their work is presumed to be based in fact on some level. Nobody ever asks a true crime writer if they're into people getting chopped up irl, y'know? And I know at least one writer who has written kinks they personally find squicky, so there must be others.

I think it's actually rather puritan to treat writing sex differently than any other kind of fiction. Obviously you have to find it interesting in some sense (the act, what it reveals about your characters) but it doesn't mean it's something you would personally find arousing/titillating.

It's also about the relationship between author and reader. Like, we're not intimate like that, and it makes me profoundly uncomfortable when people presume it is. I remember reading a fic where the author noted it was based on a personal fantasy of theirs they acted out with their partner. I did not consent to be roped into their sex life, and I felt extremely gross after reading that detail.

It's similar to trauma dumping, in that somebody is transgressing a boundary that is there for a reason. You don't drop heavy backstory on a stranger, and you don't tell somebody how you got off to their fic unless they specifically indicate it's welcome.

And just because somebody writes things that contain sex it doesn't mean they'll appreciate encountering it outside of that context? I have a friend who wrote a lot of porn in their fandom and people took it as an invitation to inbox them the most nasty, explicit stuff they wanted to do to them personally. That's sexual harassment, full stop.

Somebody commented that if you're not comfortable talking about your explicit fic you shouldn't be writing it. And I agree, but I'm not going to talk about it to somebody I don't know from Jesus or Vishnu. But then again, I wouldn't talk about my fic with just anybody either.

I have no issue with people who are into getting those type of comments, and I'm glad there's a tag that indicates they're open to them. People are allowed to have boundaries, and I don't think it's a bad thing to err on the side of caution.

--

* Other fandom-specific variations are acceptable, eg "I'll be in my bunk" or "Thank you for my pornography".

[musette22]

I’m sorry Minnie, this is a long one but I need to discuss with someone my thoughts about Seb’s latest casting as Trump.

The only way I’m seeing this work out is if they lean heavily into the comedy aspect of a dramatic comedy. I don’t know if you’ve seen Taika W’s Jojo Rabbit, but they make Hitler seem completely ridiculous.

If they don’t, I think it’s a serious ( & potentially dangerous mistake). Because no matter how many bad things they show the character doing, he will still seem aspirational to some & sympathetic to most. Look at movies like The wolf of Wall Street where Leo DiCaprio played Jordan Belfort - a categorically awful person- but you come away from watching that movie thinking what a badass or feeling sympathy for him. Look at Pam&Tommy, Sebastian himself made a sexist, wife beater with anger issues seem likeable, yes he’s troubled & clearly has issues, but you don’t hate him. But at least Tommy & Jordan are currently out of the spotlight aren’t politicians.

Imagine if they announced that Ryan Gosling was playing young Putin, we’d all be rightly horrified. It’s the same thing, you shouldn’t be giving unnecessary attention to current political figures. Trumps running for president ffs

If this is anything but a straight satire then I really hope as a fandom we can put our love of Seb aside and not give this narcissistic man a spotlight . I can just see Trump at rallies bragging that he’s getting a movie made about him and they’ve hired a good looking young actor to play him. It makes me feel ill.

Hi there, anon. Thanks for your ask. I'll be honest: I share your concerns. I'm not thrilled about this casting news at all. I heard some rumours to this effect on Tuesday but I still hoped it might not be about Sebastian's project, but apparently it is.

Fortunately, all signs point to this movie being critical of Trump, and not at all in support of him, but even if that's the case, the concerns you raise are still valid. However sure I am that Sebastian would never have any part in any Trump propaganda, and that he sees this as an opportunity to work with people he admires and tell a good story, which additionally criticises Trump, I still wish he hadn't taken this part. I personally agree that the less attention given to that cretin the better. Trump does NOT need any more publicity, good or bad. And the timing of this project is worrying too, imo.

I personally have no desire to see a movie about Trump - I already know everything I need to know about him as well as how I feel about him - and I have no desire to see Sebastian play Trump and forever associate the two. Even though I'm sure they'll 'uglify' him for this part, Sebastian is still Sebastian (i.e. charming and likeable irl), which I think is an issue in this case.

So as things stand now, I don't think I'll be seeing this movie when it comes out. We'll have to wait and see if perhaps it might turn out to be heavily satirical or something, but I'm not sure it will be. Only time will tell, I guess. Let's hope Sebastian knows what he's doing with this one, for all of our sakes, but for his own as well.

[yanderemommabean]

Friendly little reminder that I'm not responsible for what you consume on your day to day social media

the way i knew EXACTLY the brand of ask you got in order to generate the post with this sentiment...

i'm more active on twitter recently but i do live in fear of posting relatively normal content and then people follow me for THAT and then i'm gonna talk about graphic gore and noncon etc. and they'll be all like "wtf is this"

like a lot of people on twitter/tumblr probably don't know the wild kinks i went for in my kinktober series. every now and then i RT a tweet saying "by the way i am a FREAK, unfollow, block, mute, i don't mind" sdfhglsg but i honestly doubt people listen that much

i feel better posting that stuff on Ao3 because the tags work better there,,, and you never get asks Like That lol but every now and then you do still get the random commenter who can't believe they found a dead dove in the bag labeled "dead dove: do not eat"

Some people have this weird "I have to be holier than thou and righteous and shame these sinners" when they stumble upon my blog and then like to infantilize me by saying "But but then you wont know this stuff will happen to you in real life or you could end up wanting this to happen"

Like I can't tell the difference between a fun indulgence in literature and real life horrible crimes I would never wish on anyone. I'm an adult who knows these topics are dark and dead dove. it's fun and taboo and doesn't hurt anyone IRL especially if tagged correctly so it doesn't ick/trigger people who stumble upon it and find it distressing.

My blog literally has yandere in the name, and says to stay away if you're a minor, along with constant mentions of me knowing this is fiction and to never want this IRL

I shouldn't HAVE to be like that in fics. Its a fic. We don't care, we know what we're getting into and if we don't like it we can be mature and just click away. But no. Some people need a soap box to stand on for anything they can get their hands on.

Liking dark and taboo subjects doesn't need any justification. If you like something you like it, if you don't then you don't, simple as that. even on my own blog I lately feel I have to be too clinical and clean because so many people are waiting to screech about "UGH THE YANDERE BLOG IS WRITING YANDERE THINGS"

IDK man I miss the days when fandom was a silly fun thing and not where Christian teens and young adult's tried to purify and convert everything they touch.

-Mommabean

[tolerateit]

no body no crime connects to fortnight and florida, and just for fun, im gonna throw in down bad in there too

we have este being cheated on (smells like infidelity), and then disappearing. but before she does, she says she ain't letting up until the day she dies, which is where fortnight comes in with "my husband is cheating, i wanna kill him" but again, she disappears before she can do that. fortunately, taylor decides to continue her friend's legacy (and she actually irl does have a boating license she got at 15 btw), she has experience covering up crime scenes and an alibi. in florida we get "your cheating husband disappeared, well, no one asks any questions here" and that you can beat any charges in florida. and what song also mentions moving to florida? fortnight, the one with the murdered husband and wife.

anyway, down bad is just este when she finds out about her cheating husband and starts planning a murder suicide, but taylor advises her against it. she tells her to fake her death and get to florida, where taylor will join her as soon as possible, she just has a couple of strings she needs to tie up.

for iheart radio taylor explained that florida is where criminals run to, to get a fresh start with a new identity, which is why este says "they'll say I'm nuts if I talk about the existence of you" because she's not este anymore. she's florence now, and florence doesn't have a cheating husband.

[proshippers-against-censorship]

I saw that one ask about being in a small fandom infested with antis and first of all, I felt that in my soul and want to express my solidarity. I need to vent about my small fandom because dear lord it's giving psychic damage seeing some people be so arrogant and far up their asses.

These people have all but driven any reasonable people off tumblr, onto other sites and y'know, these anti fucks COULD mind their own business and stay their asses on tumblr but NO. Few weeks ago saw one of them making a post about how they went purposefully on pinterest and other sites to LOOK FOR "proshit" content or whatever and did a detailed report on how quickly they found what of which character. Acting like that's a community service and their post was some sort of an important PSA or something. LMAO WHAT

And the peak of the audacity? I can't remember if it was the op or one of the commenters saying: "lol these are the websites proshitters go to hide" ... HIDE? Try: Post normally since they're not allowed to post on the same app as you! Like.. If someone is at home, are they hiding from you? Unhinged logic. These antis are unhinged. They drive people off platforms, but they don't stop. They'll purposefully go into spaces that aren't for them and actively hound on shit that upsets them. Entitled and I am so tired of them.

Just few days ago saw a post where someone griped about having shown the [piece of media] to their IRL classmate and the classmate ends up not only disliking a popular character in the anti fandom but also liking a ship that's considered wildly 'problematic' or whatever. This bitch really posting about their IRL friend on a site where people tell 'proshitters go kys'??? Thankfully no names or nothing were shared but that's still a shitty thing to do. The replies were pearl-clutchy as well. I don't trust the op to treat this friend very courteously, let's just say

I have to look at this shit on my dash because people I thought were reasonable are engaging with it. Idk if people just pretend to be antis to ward off harassers and keep their meager amount of followers, but this sucks ass HARD

"Hide" bitch we're loud and proud, stop going into the circus and claiming the clowns are hiding there and not chilling at home.

That's the problem on AO3 rn. It was created to host largely proship content, yet entitled ass antis seem to think the space was made for and should cater to them. They walk into our spaces while still yelling that we should make our own. It's like stomping into somebody's house and demanding that they find their own place to live.

[ayyyez]

At this point your ask box is like my second home on here lol

BUT since you're going camping irl soon, do you have any hcs for any of the haikyuu characters doing the same? Ex, who's the tent pitching pro, who can't be left unsupervised otherwise they'll get lost, who has never gone camping before and would much rather be on their phone, who's stealing all the good snacks, who's telling ghost stories just to scare tf outta the others, etc 😂

Thanks bestie and have fun on your trip <3

A/N: weeeeeelcoooommeeee~ to myyyy kitcheeeen we have bananas annnd avacadoeeesssss~ lmao but yeah honestly you live here now welcome back~ ehe I had fun on my trip so thank you and I am bursting with these kinds of hcs so I'm doing them now! (If anyone wants to see more with other characters feel free to send them in)

TAGS: headcanons, fluff, general, camping headcanons, teasing, petname: babe, suggestive content but nothing explicit

CHARACTERS: Miya Osamu, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Atsumu, Suna Rintarou

MIYA OSAMU:

The natural camper who looks hot doing everything without even trying. He just knows what he's doing and makes it look so effortless too.

Knows what to pack and generally already owns everything as he's been on camping trips before in his youth. Enjoys the outdoors every now and again.

Very good and getting everything organised and is very patient with everyone who isn't Atsumu so if it's just you two it's a calm trip to organise lol if not then be prepared for the usual sibling shenanigans of course.

When it comes to food he's got you covered. With meals he specially premakes dishes that keep easily in the cooler. Likes baked dishes too as well as some easy ones like his specialty onigiri—various kinds of course. Makes sure to include your favourite(s).

Has thermouses for hot and cold water so he can make you tea, coffee and get you plenty of water. Takes you shopping for snacks. Such a motherduck in that he makes you take healthy snacks as well as the snacks you want. Its what his ma taught him.

Will dead ass make you a baggie that has some carrot and cucumber sticks in it to make sure your eating healthy. Gives you a little bento for the road with your onigiri and other dishes in it.

Makes sure you two have the most comfortable mattress. The thing he always hated about camping was having a crappy mattress and hearing Atsumu toss in the night next to him.

Likes to be the one driving. Asks you to hand feed him food and snacks while he drives. Lets you pick the music and has you navigate him to the site. Likes to call it team work. Big sweetie.

When the two of you get there he gets you to pick out a good spot while he insists on unpacking. Then the two of you set up together. He's more than happy to take charge if you don't know what to do but he likes it to be a team effort.

Just watch him though he looks so hot reading over the instructions then sloting everything together. He's so soft and sweet when asking you to do things. Always with a soft smile. He's just always soft with you.

Everything goes up smoothly with Osamu handling it. Asks you to handle the mattress while he sets up the tarps and everything else. It's hard not to just stare at him honestly.

The man just oozes sex appeal and he's just doing his thing. Not even showing off on purpose. His camping clothes too. Those shirts fit his chest and arms nicely mhmmm.

Offers you water and snacks after. Gives you little kisses and nuzzles your cheek as a reward for all your help and hard work. He's just such a sweetie.

Osamu really thrives outdoors. Likes going on hikes but will keep them to whatever level you like. The Miya comes out sometimes and he'll do a little show off and climb a tree or jump in a river and tackle you in. He's still playful and cheeky.

If he's able, will offer you piggy backs, appreciates the offer if it's able to be reversed too. If not will offer to at least carry your things. Always offering you water. Sometimes the cheeky side comes out and he just squirts it in your face. Do it back and have water fight.

Loves cooking outdoors too. Feed him and let him feed you. Smoosh a bit on his face but expect retaliation.

Sleeping can get cheeky too. Peppered kisses over your face, tickling his hands down your sides. Sometimes you just have to pin him down and pay him back.

Camping with Osamu is a dream. It's all fun and laughter.

KUROO TETSUROU:

The man with a plan who takes you on the trip thinking he's going to be able to show off his skills but nothing goes according to plan.

The trip there is fine of course. The man is organised to a T. He looking into the place, booked the site, went shopping and bought everything well in advance. He's really paricular about certain things like that and likes things done a certain way.

As soon as the two of you get there though and it's time to set up (time for him to start showing off his 'skills' that's when things go well...downhill for poor Kuroo).

Now he's sure he's following the instructions for pitching the tent! It's how the picture looks! He wants to look cool for you! But tripping over the same pole three times is a bit... uncool (totally endearing because he cares so much).

You cautiously enquire a few times. 'Babe, would you like me to help?'

'No no no babe! This is my job I promised I'd do the hard work you just relax and take in the view.' It would have been hot if he didn't have a piece of rope stuck to his forehead—now it's just plain adorable how hard he's trying.

Another fifteen minutes of unsubtle cursing and you gotta put your foot down and confess you know how to set up a tent and 'Wow babe you've impressed me with your perseverance, all your heavy lifting was hot honestly but please let me help the process.' Gotta preserve his ego a little ya'know.

Especially since you get it up in another 10 minutes. He's a little pouty after that but not sullen enough not to be proud of you. He's just frustrated with himself.

He gets bit frustrated when his VERY carefully planned out plans don't execute perfectly. That's your cue to butter him up.

'Hey babe, you going to show me how you make a fire?' Stroke those arms a little and he's puffing that chest back out.

'Oh, you wanna see me showing off my wilderness skills ey?'

That gets him back in the game. He's such an adorable dork honestly. Now look this doesn't go to plan either because he's sure he packed the fire starter kit! He knows he did!

Ten minutes of frantically pulling out all the bags he FINALLY finds it. He's a little red faced and embarassed again and you can playfully tease him but make sure you talk up those fire starting skills too.

He's actually pretty good at whipping up tasty meals outdoors. Brings a portable cooker and hotplate type setup. Makes you hot drinks and snuggles up to you with a blanket. Brings marshmallows to roast.

Despite his little set up hiccups he's very good at packing. Remembers everything you could possibly need and more. Chargers, food, snacks and those little extra luxuries to make your stay more comfortable.

Is also smart enough not to camp anywhere too off the trail as to get lost. He's just a little clumsy when it comes to showing off because the universe always seems to be against him in that regard.

The best part about camping with Kuroo is snuggling in the tent in the evening. Doesn't skimp on the mattress. It's soooo comfy and the blankets are cozy. He's also just so warm and cheeky so it's loads of fun.

MIYA ATSUMU:

DO NOT I repeat DO NOT let this man camp anywhere that isn't an official site with phone reception or he will get lost and you will never see him again.

It's best in general not to leave him unsupervised because he thinks he can camp by himself but he forgets he palms a lot of the stuff off to Osamu so it's safe to say make sure you know what you're doing if it's just the two of you lmao.

Similar to Kuroo in that he would want to take you camping to show off his cool side. Wants to show you how he can rough it and set up everything FOR YOU!

He's been camping before a few times so he thinks he's used to it but once he gets there and he's setting up the tent that's when he thinks I don't remember it being this hard. And that's when he recalls palming off certain things to Osamu and he regrets his whole life.

At one point considers snapping the tent poles in half to make them fit because 'These damn instructions don't make any damn sense!' Yeah you're totally supposed to build your own tent by cutting it up dear.

That's the point you gotta stop him or you'll be sleeping under a tree. It's either you pitching the tent or giving up and going home (maybe a sneaky call to Osamu if you have no idea, he'll calmly talk you through it but DO NOT tell Atsumu lmao)

Atsumu's version of bringing food is bringing meat to bbq. He's good with meat and that's really it. You have to bring in the back ups and alternatives because that's all he's got. This man bring meat.

He actually almost forgot his phone too but he remembered it because he needed to use maps to get to the site lmao. He was so focused on making sure it was charged the night before he almost left it there charging.

Doesn't forget much in the way of supplies its mostly little things here and there and its remembered as the day goes on.

'Oh you know what I forgot! Tea Towels!'

'It's alright we have paper napkins we can probably use.'

'Oh shit! I remembered my toothbrush but forgot toothpaste!'

'I have mine it's fine.'

'Babe I forgot to pack extra socks can I wear yours?'

You snort. 'Sure! Did you remember underwear?'

'Ahhhhh.' There's a long pause. 'YES!'

Atsumu also has lots of activies planned. He's not amazing at it but he does like having a go at fishing. Does his best to teach you if you don't know how. Accepts pointers and likes you teaching him things if you're a pro.

If it's a hotter season he loves swimming in rivers or if you're by a beach, likes to go in the ocean. Bonus points if he can knock a volleyball around there. Even just having space to put up a net is great to knock a ball around.

Always remembers the bug repellent because he's not the biggest fan of bugs. Has those special sunglasses for camping trips. Its how you know he's on holiday lmao. It's a big dad vibe.

Honestly camping with Atsumu is fun either way and his forgetting things and clumsiness when it comes to setting up kind of becomes a fun thing in itself.

SUNA RINTAROU

He is not a natural camper at all. Honestly he would take a lot of convincing to even go camping in the first place.

It would have to be some version of glamping. Not literally glamping but his negotiation would be a location with a shower block and toilet that wasn't disguisting because he has standards.

This dude is NOT squatting in the woods only to get taken out by a bear or something. He just can't. He's already iffy about the tent like can't you two get a cabin at least? No? Fine but you're going and buying the BEST pump up mattress money can buy.

The tent is also going to be a spacious pop up easy to manage tent that this tall guy can stand up in because he's not walking around like an upside down L every time he wants to go indoors.

He's also investing in battery packs because he wants to have his phone in working order. And he's not using any of that sleeping bag nonsence. It's too sweaty. You’re bringing your nice blankets and sheets and pillows from home. He doesn't give a shit if they get dirty, he'll do the washing, alright?

The two of you do a big shopping trip before you leave to stock up on snacks. He really likes that part because its fun splurging on things you don't normally get. Picks flavours you like and things that sound fun to try.

'Hey we should get weird sounding flavours and try them on the road trip there.' He suggests. That's his way of trying to get into it. He also offers to drive because he doesn't mind longer trips. Also makes a playlist for the journey and one for the camp.

Once you two get there and start setting up he's very good about everything. Helps out with the tent since the two of you got easy to manage equipment everythings up very quickly. Helps bangs the pegs down. 'Huh this wasn't so bad.'

YES HE'S COMING AROUND! He also looks so cute in his camping clothes he bought. He went all out for you and threw together the most fashionable camping look.

Also insists on buying the best cooking equipment so you two can make good food. Doesn't want any of that packet, dehydrated crap. Wants noodles and rice and real food like meat and vege.

Isn't super into outdoorsy activities as a whole but doesn't mind low grade hikes and going for walks. Likes taking pictures of you and selfies of the two of you. Enjoys the trip because it's time together just the two of you.

If you went with a group of people I feel like Suna would be the one telling ghost stories to creep people out (ehem Atsumu) but if it's just the two of you then probably not

Stands by everything he was firm on. Especially when it comes time to shower and use the bathroom lol.

When the two of you go to bed he's like 'Aren't you glad we spent the extra money on THIS mattress.'

'Sure Rin.' You just kiss him so he shuts up.

'Hey, I've never done it on an air mattress before.'

Yep he goes there but hey there's not much to door on a camping trip at night so why not?

[dailyfigures]

do you have any experience with kotobukiya figures? i really wanna get the pokémon ones but since they're kinda expensive right now i wanted to ask around first what their quality is like

i do, i own 14 kotobukiya figures and they're all very solid!

in my general opinion kotobukiya is very much what you see is what you get. if their figures don't turn out great, you'll be able to tell right away in the promo pics instead of being negatively surprised by it when you receive it. if they look good in the promo pics, they'll look good irl too (sometimes even better).

it can also help to check the comment section on myfigurecollection of any figure you're interested in (scroll back a bit to around the release date, when everyone just got theirs and shared their opinion)!

[akjzsd]

New pinned post because GWEH

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I'm AK, I'm a 21 year old transfem who's been on HRT for like, 2 1/2 years now??? If you want to find me literally anywhere else my username is gonna be AKJZSD like it is here, maybe AKJ_ZSD or AKJ ZSD depending on the platform Ɛ> (this blog is also heavily nsfw and mutuals can ask for my discord)

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I Can't Remember // KNB Characters x gn! Reader

A/N: it ain't me if I'm not writing fanfic based on my irl experiences bc I'm that one bitch that's always daydreaming, even when she's supposed to be socializing 😩

Context: A long awaited weekend on the beach with your friends finally comes... and there isn't much of it that you can remember. All characters are aged up for plot purposes (early 20s)

Pairing: there's just a bunch of character there so no real pairing, slight Aomine x reader and Kiyoshi x reader tho I really couldn't help myself

Warnings: mention of alcohol, heavy drinking, some flirting here and there, language, 3.6k words because I got inspired lmao but overwise it's just crack 🤭

You open the fridge, hoping with all of your heart that what you've been looking for is here, and to your enjoyment, a last bottle of beer stands in between a block of cheese and yesterday's pasta. You hum, before going outside. As the sunrays hit your face, you squint, the light appearing particularly bright this morning. You finally sit on the small wall between the beach house and the sea, when your eyes have adjusted to the daylight.

“Yo” you hear a voice behind you.

You take a sip before turning around. The blue-haired boy stands nonchalantly against the door frame, looking as if he just came back from a ten days journey in the desert.

“Hey” you reply, voice raspy.

He sits next to you, and you both remain silent for a while, the only noises being the gentle waves, and the very subtle fizz of your drink.

“You look rough” lets out the man.

“Same to you.”

You both laugh. You do, indeed, look terrible. Hair going in all directions, dark circles under your eyes, dry lips and that weird tint on your skin. As for Aomine, it's roughly the same, but he still has his usual charm, even while looking like this.

“Haven't you had enough last night?” He asks while tapping your bottle with the tip of his finger.

“It's the cure to a hangover. This, and dumplings.”

“Give me some then.”

You pass the bottle to him, hands cupping your face as you pull your knees to your chest. You don't have a headache, thank god, and you're pretty sure that you haven't puked, but god are you tired. The thing is, you have no idea when you fell asleep, you just know that you woke up this morning, with Riko's hand on your face and one of your shoes missing.

The rest of the night? A total blur. You have very vague images, but remembering them is as hard as remembering a dream you had ten years ago. You haven't checked your phone, you don't know where it is. Hopefully, somewhere in the house. You better find it soon; beside the fact that you rely on it to function, it's also Sunday and your parents will certainly call tonight as they usually do on Sundays. And this time, when they'll ask you how was your weekend, well... Well, you'd surely have stories to tell, if you'd remember any.

“Daiki, do you remember last night?”

He raises an eyebrow at you, amused by the question. You land a friendly slap on his shoulder – he shouldn't be making fun of you, for all you know, he's probably as bad as you.

“Some stuff. You challenged me to a shot competition, and I won, and then you said that I cheated.”

“You probably did” you scoff, earning a nudge in the shoulder from him.

You sigh. The sky is as clearer as ever, but you can't say that much about your mind. Usually filling the role of the smart one, the one who has an answer to anything – basically being a walking version of Google – it's weird for you to be missing some information. At the same time, you don't want to blame yourself. It has been a rough semester, and you've desperately needed to let off some steam.

“Shouldn't we do something about this blackout?”

Your friend raises his shoulder.

“We'll see it all in the pictures and videos.”

“I lost my phone dude, I have no idea what I've done last night.”

You chuckle, taking a sip of your beer. It amuses you, to a certain extent, the idea that you've been totally unhinged last night. It only makes sense, you figure; you've had your first drink at 3PM, you haven't stopped from that point on. To be fair, you were pretty thirsty after the drive from your apartment to the beach house. In the early summer heat, you were packed in a car with Riko, her boyfriend Junpei, and his roommate Teppei. Sitting at the back between bags and the giant body of Teppei, it only made sense that you required a fresh beer once you’ve arrived. This might be the last time that you’ve had a clear mind, remembering what you’ve been up to.

“I’ve left mine on the couch I think, should we take a look?”

You look up to him, raising your eyebrows. For all you know, the secrets of last night might all be in his phone. Gathering the little energy that you have left, you get up from your seat on the wall, getting back inside. You squint your eyes; you haven’t realized how bright it was outside. The living room is a mess, not as much as you’d expected it to be, though. A couple of glasses are laying around here and there, and you don’t fail to notice to bottles aligned against the wall, witnessing of the wildness of last night. And you obviously cannot ignore the large body of Taiga, passed out on the couch with his shirt opened. You chuckle softly, nudging the blue-haired boy next to you in the ribs so he’ll look at your common friend.

“Shit, he looks rough” he scoffs.

You nod in approval. Deep inside, it feels reassuring to know that you aren’t the only one who has been slightly overboard, and the idea of someone sharing your blackout is rather comforting. You advance towards the sleeping boy, bending in front of me. Despite only half of his body fitting on the couch, he looks comfortable, in deep slumber and you hesitate to wake him up. Yet, you have to, in order to retrieve Daiki’s phone. Granted, you can also wait for the others to be up and question them so you can piece out your misadventures of last night; but you are impatient, and before anything else, you cannot stand being in a blur for much longer. So you take in a long breath, hand slowly poking at Kagami’s cheek.

“Hey big boy” you mutter softly.

He groans, but doesn’t budge. Your hand trails to his shoulder, that you shake lightly. Again, no response.

“You’re being too delicate, shake the motherfucker up” Daiki sighs.

“I don’t wanna be too violent” you pout.

He rolls his eyes, and before you know it, he pushes you aside, his big hand lightly slapping your friend’s cheek.

“Oi, wakey wakey.”

The red-haired boy finally opens his eyes – with much struggle – facing the bored eyes of Daiki. He grunts, taking a moment to fully awaken. For a couple of second, he feels like he comes back from the dead, and reality sinks in at a painfully slow pace. When he finally gathers his surroundings, he lays his eyes on you.

“Sup?” he greats, voice husky.

You smile. He really is in a worse state than yours.

“Feeling like shit. Sorry to wake you up Taiga, but you’re sleeping on Dai’s phone.”

He moves, propping himself up in a sitting position. You’ve never witnessed the basketball player moving so slowly before: in a sloth-like demeanour, he rubs his face and stretches his limbs, before lifting the pillows, looking for the phone. And when he finally does, discovering it in the folds of the couch, he sighs, giving it back to its owner. Daiki shoots him an irritated glance; though he doesn’t say a word, you can read his thoughts clearly on his face. The fact that Taiga’s spent the night sleeping on his phone is enough to annoy him, but maybe somewhere inside him he restrains from making a fuss because none of you are in the state to stand an insignificant quarrel. It takes a few seconds for him to check his battery, then his notifications, before he opens the gallery. You look at him, impatiently waiting.

“Let’s sit” he finally says.

And you do so, joining Kagami on the couch as the blue-haired boy sits between you, ready to show the content of his screen. The first picture is a normal group selfie. Daiki, Satsuki, and Tetsuya, smiling as they hold their cups. It’s cute, but nothing that leads you to retrace your adventures of last night. He scrolls through a bunch of other pictures of that sort, amongst some blurry shots of random moments. Then he stops at a video, exchanging a look with you before pressing on play.

“Whose phone is that? Anyways, look… oh wait, this angle isn’t doing me any good – “

Aomine puts the video on pause, swearing under his beard as he sees the familiar face of the group’s absolute party guy. Kise Ryōta. It’s probably the hangover, but hearing his cheerful voice clearly puts Daiki in a mood, and for a second there, he is tempted to delete the video, so he doesn't have to suffer through it. But the second he lays his eyes on you, he reminds himself of the reason why he absolutely wanted to retrieve his phone in the first place. So he plays the rest, just for your sake. You all stay in silence as you watch the blond change the angle to make him appear under his best light, shooting one of his typical smiles at the camera.

“Looks like there’s romance in the air…”

He chuckles, before zooming behind him. In the darkness of the night, it’s hard to tell what is going on, but you manage to distinguish two bodies standing close on the sand. The video then stops there. What they are doing is unclear, but you recognize the outfits; one being Kiyoshi’s and the other one being yours.

Your eyes open wide. You obviously have no recollection of that part of the night, and you fear what you may have done. It’s not unusual for you to get flirty when drunk, and you have to admit that you’ve always had the sweetest crush on the tall brunette. But it deeply bothers you that you cannot tell what this interaction was about, and what happened after.

“Wow, so you and Teppei, huh?” Kagami lets out.

You groan, rubbing your eyes.

“I have no fucking idea what’s going on there” you complain. “For all I know, it’s nothing… but it might be something too.”

You sink further in the couch, trying to figure out how to sort this out. Unfortunately, your mind is too much in a fog for you to solve your problem, and it takes Daiki scrolling through the pictures again for you to come back to Earth. After some shots of what seems to be a round of drinking games and some weird dancing, your attention is caught by a series of pictures that includes you, in your swimsuit, in the darkness of the night, going for a swim.

“Ah, see, this is what I like” comments Daiki.

“What do you mean?”

“Love to see the little nerd of our group going for a midnight swim. Granted, you’re unfortunately not butt ass naked, but still.”

He laughs, scrolling through more pictures of you in the pitch-black ocean, with the widest grin on your face. And suddenly, you feel some memories rushing back. The feeling of the cool water against your bare skin, the sound of your friends cheering you for going in the water, the splashes of the waves, the smell of the ocean. You sit back for a minute, reconstituting this part of the night in your mind. You remember, talking about a midnight swim with Riko. She said that she’d never done that, and neither did you, given that you’ve never been on the seashore at night before. You remember, pouring some alcohol in your glass while you considered giving it a try. You’ve downed your glass before changing in your swimsuit, and rushing outside in the cool summer night.

“Where the fuck was I when all this happened?” asks the red-haired boy in a state of complete loss.

You furrow your brows, zooming in on one of the pictures, then increasing the brightness of the screen.

“Here you are dummy, right there” points Daiki.

And indeed, it seems that you weren’t alone in your midnight swim. You chuckle lightly, seeing Kagami’s giant body being engulfed by waves, some bits of that moments reappearing to you at the same time. You remember, the tall boy as wasted as you, running towards the waves, stumbling in the sand first before getting up and giggling like a child. You smile at yourself as these memories come; somehow, it is reassuring to know that you’ve done nothing too embarrassing last night. Although, there is still that interaction with Teppei that remains a mystery. God knows what you’ve been doing with him, and for your own sake, you pray it was yet another moment of senseless words and laughs, like the rest of the night seemed to be. You stretch, relieved at your discovery. Sure, the whole night isn’t documented in Daiki’s phone, and your own phone as well as one of your shoes is still missing, but so far, it doesn’t seem as bad as you’ve imagined.

“Good morning kids.”

The three of you jump hearing a new voice, and you eye up to see Kasamatsu standing in front of you, in what looks like a jogging attire. By the coat of sweat on his arms and the earphones dangling around his neck, he indeed looks like he’s just came back from a run, and you can’t help but sending him a confused look. How the hell is he in a good enough shape to go for a run after last night?

“You fucking freak” Aomine shoots a gaze as incredulous as yours to the guy.

Kasamatsu shakes the comment away, going to the open kitchen to pour himself a large glass of water.

“Some of us only had a few drinks last night” he retorts with an amused smile.

It must, in fact, be hilarious to look at Aomine, Kagami and you at this very instant. In appearance, it looks like you’ve been through a lot – and a lot, you’ve indeed been through. And as you get lost in your blurred thoughts, you get a moment of clarity, realising that if you seek more information on your night, Kasamatsu may certainly hold all the knowledge you want. As fast as you can, you get up, rushing to him. Pleading eyes meet his intrigued blue irises, while he finishes his glass.

“You still remember last night, don’t you?”

“I do” he raises an eyebrow at you.

“Good, because I completely blacked out” you complain.

“And you want me to give you some clarity” he reads into your mind.

You positively nod, and he laughs before patting the top of your head. Like the rest of the friend group, Kasamatsu has always known you as the one person who always has everything under their control; you’re the one the rest comes to, looking for answers and some order. But if someone surpasses you when it comes to having their shit together, it must be Yukio. Excellent grades, an apartment that’s always properly organized and cleaned, a healthy social life, and always taking care of himself and the one he loves. It may not be surprising, all things considered, that he is the only sober one after last night's wildness. And it might also be endearing to him to see you like that, knowing that you’ve finally let loose.

“For the most part, you had fun” he starts. “Nothing too wild, if that’s what you’re wondering… except some of your dance moves with Daiki.”

“Huh?” the concerned raises up after hearing his name.

“Yeah, you two got a bit hot on some dancehall. Don’t you remember?”

Your eyes open wide as you look at your friend, barely recalling any of that. The single thought of you getting physically close to Daiki seems like an absurdity, but you also know that Yukio wouldn’t lie. A flash of fright crosses between you and the blue-haired boy, all while Taiga laughs at the situation. And it must be funny, from an external perspective. Everyone knows that Daiki and you are the kind of friends that always keep distance between them. Sure, you tease each other from time to time, but things never go further. Not that you’d want to – Daiki is at best a brother to you, nothing more.

“The things alcohol make people do” sighs Kagami, as if he’s in any position to talk.

You shake your head, when glimpses of this event comes back to you. The image of Aomine’s large hands on your waist appears to you, and for a second, you remember a whiff of his perfume. Red gains your cheeks, when more hazy images come to you. Hips swaying, barely any space between your two bodies, your fingers tangled in his short hair.

“Fuck, you’re kinda hot right now.”

“I know.”

As these words whispered between you resurface, you go back to worrying about stupid things you might have done last night. Just as you’ve finally reassured yourself that you’ve been overall a good kid, you had to be hit by these memories.

“To be fair, it shouldn’t matter if none of us remember any of it” says Daiki.

The issue is that you apparently remember some of it. But he may be right, you both have an alibi. Blame it on the liquor, none of it was done in all consciousness. It’s just dumb drunk people activity.

“Yeah, it doesn’t count” you say more for yourself than for him.

An awkward silence follows suit. If you were in such state that you’ve had a moment like this with Daiki, then maybe you might have done something of the same degree – or worse – with Kiyoshi. The worries that you’ve previously had come back, and you try to rack your brain up, looking for anything. Unfortunately, nothing comes. There is only one way for you to recover the truth, and that would be to ask Kiyoshi about it, with hope that he remembers it. But the possibility that you’ve done something in the slightest embarrassing stops you from doing so. How can you face him if you’ve been acting stupid with him?

But no, you should ask him. You cannot go back home leaving this mystery alive. You need to know, and as the adult you are, you’ll deal with the consequences of your actions in due time. You take in a big breath, gathering all your courage before going to the room where you believe you’ll find the giant brunette. You still remember that he’s left his bags in the bedroom next to the one you’ve been sleeping in. The three boys watch you, perplexed by your actions. The door opens in a silent creek, and you peak inside. The curtains are half closed, and taking all the single mattress, Teppei is laying there, on his phone. The bed next to his is unoccupied; it was supposed to be Hyuga’s but the latter was in the bed you were sharing with his girlfriend. Hearing you, he looks up, shooting you a tired but nice smile. Your heart flutters – you really hope that you’ve behaved yourself last night, because God, do you have a crush on the man.

“Hey there” he says.

You greet him back, closing the door behind you. You figure it’s easier to go straight to the point, so you sit on the empty bed, fiddling with your fingers.

“So, huh… I kinda don’t remember much of last night” you confess. “But apparently we’ve had a little interaction outside?”

“What? Oh, yeah. We had a nice moment outside.”

You nod, looking at him as he moves to face you. You only now notice that he is only in his underwear, which makes you blush furiously. He has no business to look like that when you’re trying to figure out if you’ve made a fool of yourself in front of him or not.

“Did we? I really can’t remember.”

He laughs.

“We did, had a nice talk about stuff. It was fun. Kinda sad that you don’t remember it though.”

“Yeah…”

“Is that all?”

You nod, feeling his gaze on you. A smile creeps on his lips, while he rests his head in his palm.

“You’re wondering if you’ve done or said anything embarrassing, don’t you?”

You sigh, an awkward laugh escaping your lips.

“Yeah, I can get quite… special, when I’m drunk.”

“Well, be assured, you were just the right kind of fun.”

And as these words reach you, you let out the breath you were holding. This morning has been a rollercoaster, as each information you’ve gathered from last night has sparked different reactions. But you feel light now that you’ve resolved the biggest mystery. It’s truly not as bad as you’ve envisioned; as a matter of fact, it isn’t bad at all. You’ve just been talking, nothing romantic there, so nothing to worry about. Maybe this whole fuss is to blame on Kise, he’s the one that framed you in a way that made it look like you were flirting with Kiyoshi or what not. You’ll maybe scold him later.

You shoot a last smile at the brunette before getting up, finally at peace.

“Well, if it was nothing, I’ll let you rest” you say as you go to grab the doorknob.

“Oh! If you don’t remember last night, is the date invitation still standing?”

And here it is, the thing you feared.

“The what?”

You may not remember last night, but there’s one thing that you’ll keep in mind forever, and that is that you will never drink as much as you did ever again.