#b-12 my buddy

[cuckconnosieur]

don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cryyyy-

"I'm sorry we won't see the Outside together"

"You were my friend, the very best i could have asked for."

"Thank you."

stab in the fucking gut 😥😭😭

[voidcoretxt]

jeebus christ now im genuinely thinking abt my made-up minecraft roleplay characters lore...

[justalildumpling]

⇢ twin flame

synopsis: chenle was convinced that his two introverted friends were destined for each other so what does he do? bribe them to text each other of course ⎯ or alternatively, when jeno started to fall for an anonymous mutual friend of chenle's

pairing: jeno x fem!reader genre: social media au, strangers to lovers, college au, FLUFF, crack warnings: swearing, jokes about death, sexual innuendos, lowkey presence of a stalker, mentions of alcohol status: completed started: 6th August 2023 ended: 18th January 2024 update schedule: twice a week taglist: closed🤍!!

note: bye- this was meant to be a oneshot smau but turned into a mini series💀 this is the result of a jeno brainrot :((( i want to smother him in forehead kisses man :(

profiles 1/2: 6 baddies 1 child profiles 2/2: certified freak (7 days a week) chapter 1: introverted cat parents chapter 2: im *TECHNICALLY* not flirting😙 chapter 3: the simp and the beast tamer chapter 4: love presented through violence🥰 chapter 5: *AHEM soulmate😚 chapter 6: jealousy, jealousy chapter 7: balls deep in ice🥶 chapter 8: stay toxic besties chapter 9: eggs in my basket chapter 10: closeted SIMP🚨 chapter 11: “LJSHPTSD”😭💀🚨 chapter 12: let loose🤭 chapter 13: plan b😁 chapter 14: is jeno okay? (no, he’s rlly not💀) chapter 15: confession time🤨🤨 chapter 16: life is like a box of chocolates chapter 17: waiting for you chapter 18: 💥🍒👈 ?????? chapter 19: duck, DUCK, goose? chapter 20: was it really over? chapter 21: careful buddy🥰 chapter 22: lying, skill level 💯 chapter 23: dog with separation anxiety… chapter 24: to slay or to be slayed💀 chapter 25: stop it. get some help👍👍 chapter 26: my soulmate chapter 27: love island🔥 (finale)

bonus ! ⎯ the audio file

click here for : jaemin's spinoff

[lila-lou]

✨ His only exception - Pt. 2/? ✨

Summary: 12 months ago, Butcher went above and beyond to have you join his team. You had a simple office job at Supe Affairs. The same thing every day, working from 9 to 5 and watching Butcher and his team defeat one renegade after another. One evening, however, something changed.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Reader

Warnings: 18+ only! light smut, language, Soldier boy being too rough

Word Count: 1121

A/N: This is part 2 of "His only exeption".

English isn’t my first language, so please be lenient. 💙✨

As quickly as Ben smashed his lips into yours, you couldn’t even understand what was happening. Your whole body was covered in goosebumps that Ben caused as he pressed you against the cool wall behind you. Unwitting, he tightened his grip on your upper arms until it hurt.

Before you could even return the kiss, you pressed your palms against his chest as hard as you could, trying to push Ben away from you. At the same time, you turned your head to the side, which surprised Ben enough to pull his head back.

“The fuck, Ben! What’s wrong with you!”, you breathed, shocked and slightly disappointed. Ben, on the other hand, just furrowed his brows and looked at you, the corners of his mouth not even twitching. His expression was colder than ever. Without another word, he turned away from you and headed towards his room.

"I'm talking to you!", you said a little louder as you caught up with him and slapped his broad back from behind. Not particularly hard, although you could never hurt him anyway. At least physically.

“Leave me the fuck alone!”, he slapped your arm away, at the level of your wrist, way too roughly, which ended with an audible crack. A short, pained scream escapes your mouth, apparently loud enough to wake up Butcher and Frenchie.

“Fuck (y/n)! I... didn't mean-", Ben started, but his voice broke when Butcher and Frenchie came out of their rooms and saw you and Ben facing each other in the hallway. Butcher was just as dumbfounded as you. His gaze fell on your wrist, which you were clutching with your free hand, your eyes already glazed over with pain.

“Oi! What the fuck is going on?!”, Butcher grumbled with his arms crossed, looking from you to Ben as Frenchie walked towards you. “Nothing”, you whispered as Ben tried to open his bedroom door, but Butcher grabbed his forearm.

"You don't fucking want that Buddy!", Ben growled threateningly, his head turned to the side just enough to maintain eye contact with Butcher. He ripped his arm out of Butcher's grasp and looked at you one more time before disappearing into his room with a loud slam of the door. It was a miracle the door wasn't broken.

Butcher, driven by the fact that he was now permanently a supe, was about to drag Ben out of his room, but your voice stopped him.

“Leave him alone! Please”, you murmured, almost pleading.

Meanwhile, Frenchie examined your wrist and led you to the couch where you sat down. He quickly found a pressure bandage and wrapped it around your wrist as carefully as possible while you couldn't help but let out a small whimper.

“Now, can you tell me why Soldier Boy is pissed like hell and your hand looks like you taped it upside down?!”. Butcher was anything but rays of sunshine. He never was, but even less right now. However, you couldn't blame him. It was the middle of the night and the scene he found wasn't exactly promising.

Even though Ben had behaved quite peacefully, aside from his orgy escapades, Butcher still didn't trust him. However, he had gotten used to you by now. You could almost say he liked you.

 "It's not a big deal. It was an accident", you murmur, looking back at your wrist. "I... provoked him". Your acting must have been pretty good because Butcher obviously didn't question your statement.

“And why are you doing such bullshit? You know him and his fucking temper! Fuck. This guy is a fucking ticking nuke...literally!", he raised his eyebrows at the end of his sentence, as if he was slightly impressed by his pun.

“I know, I know”, you mumbled.

“All done, mon Coeur,” Frenchie said quietly before getting up and disappearing into his room without a word.

 “Butcher, look, he-”.

He didn’t even let you finish your sentence. Instead, he waved at you and muttered some words under his breath. “Just stay away from him. You’re doing yourself a favor, believe me”. Butcher’s gaze traveled from your face, down your body, back to your wrist. His furrowed eyebrows showed he was deep in thought. He looked like he wanted to say something else, but then stopped. Without saying another word, he walked barefoot back into his room and rubbed his hand on the back of his head, slightly overwhelmed.

With a deep sigh, you sank back onto the sofa and closed your eyes. Your head hurt more than your wrist as your left hand slowly moved to your mouth.

Lost in thought, your index and middle fingers slid over your lips as you reminisced about the kiss with Ben. Those little thoughts alone were enough to make your heart stumble. It felt like a hot ball was traveling from your heart through your stomach straight between your legs.

You couldn't imagine that one kiss was enough to make you see Ben completely differently. You could still taste his lips, whiskey mixed with weed and mint. What would have happened if you hadn't broken the kiss? How far would Ben have gone? How far would you have gone? Your thoughts slowly but surely drifted away. You looked around. The living room was still dimly lit. Everyone was back in their rooms and you were alone. While your injured wrist rested on the armrest, your other hand automatically slipped into your shorts.

“Oh hell no! Don't fucking do this to me! Not now!”, Soldier Boy growled almost desperately as he heard your rapid heartbeat and breathing, while he lay on his bed. It wasn't the first time he had listened to you getting yourself off. And well, you're definitely helped him quite a lot without even knowing it. You always tried to suppress your moans and make your movements slow and quiet, but Ben was always so focused on you that his ears would immediately perk up when you gave yourself a hand.

At first, he was a little surprised that he couldn't stop focusing on it, but after a few weeks he was really enjoying it.

At the moment, however, it was pure torture. His emotions were already overwhelming him, so there was no way he needed to be any hornier than he already was. Especially after he had just hurt you in more ways than one.

However, his cock clearly had more to decide than his head or his heart.

Meanwhile, you couldn't stop yourself. As you pumped two fingers inside you, your thoughts were on Ben. You imagined feeling his lips on yours again, his rough hands on your hips. You imagined what it would feel like if your fingers were his. Or something else.  

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Part 3

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Taglist: @deangirl96

[the-moon-files]

I was actually thinking about this a lot but like as an add on to your humans are hylian space orcs thing. I am in ✨need✨ of reader trying potions. Like;

"This potion will restore your stamina and boost your strength"

"Buddy that's just coffee"

"Qué?"

Even worse if when the reader tries it it's just like the most not strong coffee they've ever drank. Makes the guys wonder wtf makes humans need so much energy through out the day.

this is such a cute idea, i love how diet diffs/energy diffs in humans are space orcs aus, so genius to apply to hylians

the stamnia boost potion tastes just like instant coffee with powdered creamer (the kind at like car dealerships/shitty offices where its not even a little liquid creamer)

and u spit that shit out like wtf is this bs

and Four, poor guy who gave you some after talking a break from walking, is like "oh my goddess r u allergic?? can still breath???"

meanwhile ur like. "yeah this just tastes like shit-"

four: "oh well yeah, all potions do really-"

you: "-ty coffee. this is nowhere near strong enough to get me back on my feet ffs"

four: " 👁️👄👁️"

you: "u got anything stronger? :/ "

four: " w h a t ? "

cue u researching how to make stamnia potions, across the hyrules, and making them 10x stronger so theyre like an actual coffee shop kind of coffee, and the Links are literally lowkey scared

Time forbids you (and the rest of the guys) from letting anyone else try ur "improved" elixir (s)

bc yes, u didnt stop at stamnia

u moved on to healing potions, (u can now regrow limbs and heal broken bones, the hylians can only take like a 1/16th of a sip like once a week, whereas u chug the whole thing, and can do so multiple times a day if needed)

u also moved onto cooking, bc rlly how different is cooking from alchemy?

and goron spice tasted like goddamn dorito chips, so u used essence of literal lava to help make it more spicy,

ur not allowed to introduce this new spice to the gorons, Wild forbid, bc he was adventurous enough (and snuck behind Time and ur backs) to try some spice

(he literally touched the tip of his pinky finger to it, wiped it off, except for 1 like flake of spice too)

and it lowkey nearly killed him 💀

like had to use that 1/16th of ur extra strong healing potion and everything

u felt so bad, but he did do this to himself,

and Wild knew the gorons dont back down from a challenge, esp since it was originally their recipe, so he (and you) didnt wanna kill them on accident

the sleeping potion u found is just like taking a single melatonin gummy, so u ofc make that thing knock even you out after 2 sips,

needless to say, no one is trying that one, not only bc it knocked Rulie unconcious for 12 hours straight (u got him to try it after he exhausted all his magic healing, and so no nightmares)

but bc it knocked u out cold for 9. that was the scarier part to them lmao, was how affected is their human by this?

i like to think thats how they judge unknown foods and liquids too,

like "do you think this tastes unseasoned? ok should be perfect for me then" - every Link

"oh this didnt make u feel sleepy at all/barely tired? great, id love to knock out cold w/no nightmares tonight" - Sky, probably

"this tastes like that thing you call, instant cough? ko-fee? Cool, give me some i need to run up this mountain" - Wild, for the 3rd time this month probably

"this barely healed ur papercut? sweet, give me some my wrists are killing me" - poor Legend, he uses ur extra strength healing potion as a way to treat his arthritis regularly once a month, but the more chill potions for any leftover aches and pains, esp after long fights being hard on his arms

Chain is simultaneously still lowkey terrified u need that much extra oomf, esp when u run out of stronger stuff and have to down like 5 health potions to heal a cut that needed stitches,

and also worried u need that much and also Wild/Wars/Rulie tend to work overtime to make sure they have extra potions for you

and theyre also kind of impressed, bc hey, youre unlikely to get magically poisoned/potion poisoned like them

☆

sorry i couldnt think of as much as i hoped, i think its bc i rlly just need to play/watch more loz games besides botw/totk

i like know the vague plot of ss/oot/mm/tp/ww/hw and og loz games, but havent gotten into details/lets play or anything yet

i hope this was at least a half decent idea to think about/expand on urs, have a great rest of ur week, and thanks so much for the ask!! <33

Peace out,

🌙

[kess-in-the-perthchimzone]

In defense of Dangerous Romance

I am genuinely so confused by like 80% of the criticism I have been seeing of Dangerous Romance and since it increasingly has moments it drowns the tag, I felt compelled to take some time to put thoughts to paper in defense of the show. Obviously there is always going to be an extent to which a piece of media just doesn’t work for someone personally, which is totally fine! For example, I will never be obsessed with OF no matter how much I enjoy seeing the gifs on Saturdays, because at my heart I’m a big ole romantic sap and it is REAL MESSY (affectionate).

But there are two things I really don’t understand I’ve seen said about DR —

Feedback about the overall tone of the show — specifically that it wasn’t as dark as expected or that the bully scenes weren’t more dragged out. And the reason this one confuses me is because I feel like people just made up this expectation in their minds?? There were TWO trailers and TWO (now three) music videos about Dangerous Romance and they are absolutely chock full of two boys being obsessed with spending time with each other — smiling at each other, giving each other cheek kisses, holding hands, etc. Did people not watch those? It’s not really fair to say that a show isn’t what you thought it would be when the show pretty accurately so far told you exactly what it would be.

Complaints about the B plot being prioritized right now. Let me explain this one a bit. To use a very familiar example, there’s been a lot of discussion this week comparing Bad Buddy and DR. Bad Buddy had two major plot points: the conflict with the friends, which was prioritized in the first half of the show, because it was lighter and more prone to shenanigans; and then the conflict with the families, which ripped our fucking hearts out.

Right now, Kang is yes, getting a little more development (the B plot). But here’s the thing — he had to develop for Sailom to be able to be with him. He had to start growing and changing as a person for that to be possible. And at the end of the day we are watching a BL — where the end goal is for the two main characters (because there are two) to end up together.

I also find some of the criticism of Kang’s storyline to be inadvertently condescending towards Sailom. Because while the show has Kang saving Sailom repeatedly via external actions (primarily getting him money), Sailom is also doing the same to Kang. But his saving is internal, so less visible. Kang would have continued to drown in his own misery and anger and cruelty if weren’t for all of Sailom’s interventions. To me, Sailom is the hero in Kang’s story.

It seems pretty undeniable to me that Sailom’s story is going to become the significant focus in the back half of the show. Going back to the trailers, we know we’re going to see Saifah get arrested, Sailom returning to escorting, and Sailom getting held hostage (not sure this is quite the right word) just to name a few.

All of these are focused on Sailom. All of them are either directly tied to his poverty or will have repercussions on his financial situation. Yes, Kang is present for many of these moments that we’ve seen, but he is the second love interest in the show?? So I would be pretty freaking disappointed if he wasn’t.

If at the end of these 12 episodes all that happened is Kang played the rescuer over and over, then becoming Sailom’s sugar daddy, I will join people in critiquing the plot. But I’m willing to be patient because I believe they are going somewhere and I think it’s going to lead to a beautiful payoff.

But right now, as fun as it is as a plot device, DR is showing us pretty clearly that the way Sailom is financially dependent on Kang’s family is NOT healthy for them long-term, despite the ways has allowed them to bond and develop feelings (exhibit #1: Sailom having to ask permission to go home to sleep the night Kang rejected his confession). What will matter is if Dangerous Romance will allow them to meet on equal footing at the end - to not have Sailom be reliant on Kang, but instead be a more equal partner (who can still be allowed to occasionally enjoy what Kang might want to give him).

This is (hopefully) ultimately a love story about two people from very different backgrounds who will make things work despite all odds and I, for one, am so excited to be on this ride.

[thatsillyvincent]

【 Cross reading something very interesting there,,,

"Buenas Noches"

Cross by jakei

Aim by @zu-is-here

* In Case my writing ain't understandable *

C: *reading*

A: Buenas noches.. *learnt too much Spanish that day*

C: Buenas noches a ti también (Goodnight to you too?- Idk if translated wrong or not bc Google translate is sketchy)

* a few seconds later *

A: *runs in staring at cross bc he didn't know cross knew spanish*

X-TRA

A: SINCE WHEN DO YOU KNOW HOW TO SPEAK SPANISH?

C: since a long time ago.

A: so when u talk to mom in that weird language it's spani-

C: time to go sleep buddy.

A: But-

C: s l e e p.

* several minutes later, in Dream's room*

C: *breaks the door* Dream we have been found.

D: We must use Plan B.

* they both open Duolingo to learn Portugese (it's similar to Spanish) *

X-Tra #2

* The next day when Nightmare came to get his phone back - he forgot it at Dreams *

N: Its open?. *checked most used app* WHO SPENT 12 HOURS LEARNING PORTUGESE ON DUOLINGO.

(Dream used NM s phone thinking it was his - the aftermath wasn't too good for dream)

Note: I would've also drawn the X-Tra but I was too dried out- + I can't really draw skeletons pretty well that includes legs so ignore Aims. (Please.)

Note #2: This happened once with me and my dad but my dad doesn't know Spanish-

[st4rb3rries]

hiii love your writing ❤️ !! can I request hcs of the main 4’s music tastes? + maybe who’s likely to do things like make a playlist for someone?

SOUTH PARK'S MAIN 4 MUSIC TASTES ♫꒰･◡･๑꒱

pairings; none!

summary; music taste hc's that i thought of

warnings; slight cussing, kanye west

a/n; HIII AND TYYY THIS WAS FUN TO WRITE HOPE U LIKE IT:3 i tried my best sorrry if this isn't accurate!!!

STAN MARSH

first off stan would most likely make a dedicated playlist for both of you guys!! i hc that he listens to current joys, radiohead, weezer, and the weeknd. maybe even some tv girl and childish gambino!! HE ALSO LISTENS TO ALSO SWEET TRIP!!! his music taste is a mix of sad indie and maybe r&b. he definitely listens to the weeknd when he's practicing his rizz. (just like me fr) you introduced him into childish gambino and the weeknd and bro was in another dimension. he hasn't stopped listening to them since. here's an idea of y'alls playlist ↴ (obviously there's more songs)

NOW PLAYING: CRYING WITH RIZZ PLAYLIST

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kids - current joys 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 4:29

me and your mama - childish gambino 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 6:19

i just threw up the love of my dreams - weezer 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 2:37

song about me - tv girl 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 4:03

how to disappear completely - radiohead 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 5:56

the hills - the weekend 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 4:03

acting - sweet trip 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 7:05

KYLE BROVFLOSKI

yes he would make a playlist for you. this time this playlist is songs that remind him of you. it's a secret playlist that no one knows but him. (he's totally not in love with you) kyle listens to steve lacy, the smiths, and the cure. ok maybe even some tyler the creator?? i totally feel like he vibes with tyler's flower boy album. he also listens to tame impala and pet shop boys for sure. basically stans music taste but in a different font. i guess this is called indie pop with a mix of 80s-90s music. his playlist for you ↴

NOW PLAYING: SONGS THAT REMIND ME OF Y/N :))

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uuuu - steve lacy 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 1:30

there is light that never goes out - the smiths 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 4:04

why can't i be you - the cure 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:14

awkward - tyler the creator 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:47

music to walk home by - tame impala 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 5:12

friday im in love- pet shop boys 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:34

KENNY MCORMICK

i think kenny listens to bimbo girly pop songs asf. like he's all man outside in but in the inside he has the mentality of a dumb bimbo $lut🤭. he definitely makes a playlist for the both of you. the playlist's name is called pu$$y poppin songs. like kenny be so fr 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄. KENNY LISTENS TO 3OH!3 LIKE YESSSS BROO. he also listens to ayesha erotica and millionaires. HELPPP MAYBE EVEN AZEALIA BANKS😭. kenny also listens to yung gravy AND KESHA FOR SUREEEE ALSO ICP. your playlist that he made for y'all ↴

NOW PLAYING: PU$$Y POPPIN SONGS

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donttrustme - 3OH!3 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:12

big juicy - ayesha erotica 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:26

hey rich boy hey - millionaires 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 2:48

212 - azealia banks 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:25

oops! - yung gravy 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 2:20

blah blah blah - kesha, 3OH!3 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 2:52

in my room - insane clown posse 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:51

ERIC CARTMAN

CARTMAN LISTENS TO KANYE WEST. we all know why he listens to kanye west..... he secretly listens to pop music. like britany spears, lady gaga, and lowkey marina. ooo and also gwen stefani. he probaly also listens to eminem. also stop guys cause you know damn well he listens to 6ix9ine💀. bro does not make a playlist for you. you ask him to make one and he says, "no tf that's gay as shit." like ok buddy just say that you don't wanna share out your music taste. you beg him so many times and he still says no. he has his own playlist. only for him that's it. his own playlist ↴

NOW PLAYING: MY PLAYLIST IS BETTER THAN KYLES

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can't tell me nothing - kanye west 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 4:31

toxic - britany spears 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:18

poker face - lady gaga 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:57

ancient dreams in a modern land - marina 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:26

gwen stefani - rich girl 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:56

without me - eminem 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 4:50

trollz - 6ix9ine, nickii minaj 0:00 ───ㅇ───── 3:22

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Here, Kitty Kitty (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader

Synopsis: In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead.

Story Warnings: Smutty smut, 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY), Swearing, Adult!Reader, Ear and Tail Stroking, Light Degradation, Spanking, Exhibitionism, Multiple Positions, Creampie, Unprotected PIV Sex, Facial, Scent Play, Collaring, Deepthroat, Cunnlingus, Begging, Edgeplay, Power Play, Rope Play/Shibari, Master Kink, Some Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Some Action

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: Just came down off a stomach virus. Lemme tell you...whoever had this virus first in Philly, FUCK YOU!! Enjoy the chapter! -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

Other Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Twenty-Four. Twenty-Five.

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TWO.

Aizawa has always had trouble sleeping.

Whether it be because of stress over his students, haunted memories of villain attacks, or the memory of his beloved childhood friend Oboro.

But tonight, and for the past few nights since September when the school year began, his sleep troubles can be contributed to you and your damn cute ass self.

“Fuck,” he grumbles, practically slamming his hand down on his phone to stop the sound of ocean waves.

This usually does wonders to help him sleep, but all he’s been envisioning since he laid his head down to sleep hours ago is fucking you on an island, your luscious thighs spread and cute little tummy exposed as his dick strokes the inside of your wet, tight, utterly amazing pussy, your cute little ears and tail twitching as he strokes those with his hands, making you dumb with the pleasure.

“Fuck!” He growls, frustrated. He sits up in his bed, soaked in sweat despite the cool spring air coming through the window to his apartment. He looks at the clock: 12:23 AM. At this rate, he’ll be up until 6. Thank God it’s the weekend though.

But sleep is very important to Aizawa. He needs it to function, which is especially needed to deal with the public, his coworkers, and his snot-nosed students. He can’t do that if he’s here lying awake in bed, wondering why he’s still alone and not in your bed instead.

So what does he do when you’re running through his mind like this? He takes a walk.

He rises from his messy bed with the covers askew, clad in his briefs. He walks over to his clothes closet where he changes into a simple, black tracksuit. He doesn’t wear his usual jumpsuit for fear of dirtying it up, but he does pack his scarves and goggles since, as Mic put it, “a hero’s job is never done”.

After gathering his phone and keys, he meanders in his living room for a while, eyeing the closed bedroom door covered in painted pink flowers and cats that Mirio insisted on doing for his “little buddy” when they set up her bedroom. That was a year ago. How time flies when you’re a single dad, a professor, and a pro hero at the same time.

Aizawa smiles at the door before locking up his apartment and heading down the quiet hall to the elevator to take him downstairs. Once there, he swipes himself out with a key card given to all UA staff to get in and out of campus buildings and heads out into the quiet, spring night.

Before he heads off on his walk, he plugs his AirPods into his ears and chooses his R&B playlist. He begins nodding along to Troop’s “All I Do Is Think of You” as he begins to walk… probably not the right song choice because he instantly begins to think of you.

The campus is quiet. All are either asleep or out in the city, enjoying this nice Friday night. Spring is in full bloom, though the early chill is still in the air and the cherry blossoms that surround the area are still budding.

He walks along the walkway leading towards one of the many entrances to the UA campus, walking away from the apartment complex that houses many of UA’s teachers and staff.

Including you. He hasn’t seen you much around the building since you live on different floors and have such different schedules, but while in school, he runs into you in the elevator, stairwell, or hallway from time to time.

And each and every time, he’s dumbfounded by your attractiveness. His mouth waters every time he gets a look at your plump lips as they form the words “good morning” and your pretty, brown eyes he wants to stare into forever. Not to mention your gorgeous skin his fingers itch to feel, but not as much as they do your ears and tail that, unfortunately for him, go along with your quirk.

Goddamn, your ears and tail! He has to duck into empty classrooms every time he sees you down the hall because his hands start aching to stroke the adorable little things coated in fine, black fur.

His cock takes the worst of it though. It seems to have a mind of its own that you control. Every time he gets a glance at you in some cute little skirt with your ears relaxed as you sit in your office, he’s so tempted to find a nice, quiet place somewhere and bust several nuts at the thought of you…and he has.

At first, he wasn’t sure how he felt about you working here because of your cat quirk. Not because he disliked any person with an animal quirk (he isn't a prejudiced dick), but because you were so goddamn cute and knew he would never be able to focus. Throw in your compassion for the UA kids, your sweet and genuine personality, great taste in fashion, and your general niceness, and he’s ready to jump you.

He’s a fucking mess for you. Why the fuck did God or your parents’ genes have to make you so goddamn cute, pretty, and nice?

He’d never tell you any of this though. He knows logically, someone as pretty and as sweet as you would never return the same feelings to someone as awkward and as rough around the edges as him. You deserve someone who doesn’t scurry off when they see you and isn’t a complete introvert. Someone who doesn’t have secrets or a chip on their shoulder. You deserve so much better.

But fuck, does Aizawa want to be that “better”. He wants to be your man so bad, he can barely think straight. But that’s all it can be: want. Nothing more.

“Nothing more,” he whispers to himself, his breath fogging slightly in the chilled air.

As if validating the state of his complicated life, his phone begins to go off. He checks the caller ID, finding the number of the MPD aka the Musutafu Police Department hitting him up. Principal Nezu cut a deal with the chief a year ago for pro teachers to volunteer to do nightly patrols to clean up on street crime around campus and in the city. Aizawa volunteered since he’s got nothing else better to do.

Plus, kicking some ass certainly beats grading papers and stroking his dick nonstop to the thought of you. “You rang, chief?” he answers.

“Good, you picked up,” the chief sighs in relief. “Sorry to bother you so late. Were you sleep?” Aizawa nearly laughs. “Nope, you caught me at a good time. What’s up?”

The chief gives him the rundown: “We just got a report in from an overnight staff member about a robbery at the International Pro Hero Museum. According to him, there are four individuals in black jumpsuits and ski masks who broke into the place and took the overnight staff hostage. The one who put in the report managed to escape and called 911, but these individuals have their own quirks they’re using to their advantage to rob the place.”

“Did the staff member mention anything about what kind of quirks they have?” Aizawa asks, switching into gear. The wheels in his mind begin turning, already analyzing the situation.

The chief lets out another exasperated sigh, which is a no. “None at all, so just be careful, Eraserhead. We know you’re highly skilled in this department, but it doesn’t hurt to say it.”

Aizawa smirks to himself, already moving behind a building to change. “Thanks, but I think I’ve got this,” he chuckles. “I’ll be right there.” After hanging up, he immediately straps on his goggles and winds his scarves around his neck. Without another thought, he shoots one arm out and loops his scarf around a street lamp before latching on and leaping onto it.

He does this with every street lamp, traffic light, and building he sees, the world darkened by his goggles. He likes doing nighttime missions because he’s not noticed nearly as much as in daylight, but he gets the occasional “Hey, it’s Eraserhead!” yelled at him from a window or a car. He usually spares a wave or a nod, but this time, he’s too focused on his mission to pretend to like the attention.

He manages to make it to the museum quicker than he thought, but he doesn’t immediately act. He first crouches on the neighboring building, looking out at the museum. He doesn’t see a vehicle of any sort, which means the robbers came on foot. What he does see, however, is a broken window. At least they were smart to not try to break through the front door, meaning there is also an alarm that they probably disabled.

After analyzing the distance from the building he’s perched on to the museum, Aizawa wraps his scarf around a nearby tree and swings from the branch, like Tarzan. Then he latches himself onto the branch and, after securing his goggles, leaps from the tree and through the open window.

He lands perfectly on his knees, using a hand to steady himself on the ground into what Mic calls “a superhero landing”. He then asses his new environment: a dark storage room filled with dusty supplies, hero posters, and a group of museum staff gagged and bound against the wall. The hostages.

He quickly springs into action to help them, taking the makeshift rope and gags off of them. As he does, he looks down and finds tiny thorns in his gloves that protrude from the textured, green rope that tightly bound the hostages together. ‘Vines,’ he realizes.

“It’s Eraserhead!” one of the hostages shouts in glee. Another, wearing a janitor's uniform, hushes him.

“Hush, stupid!” he whispers harshly. “They might come back for us!” Aizawa helps each of them stand on their feet. “It’s alright, I’m here to help,” he calmly says. “How did you all get here?”

“Those four fuckers put us in here!” the janitor angrily replies. “I was just cleaning the floor in time for tomorrow’s shift and next thing I knew, I was being shoved to the ground and tied up in these damn vines.”

He kicks at the vines that lie on the ground. Aizawa stares at them questionably. “So one of them has a plant quirk,” he realizes. “Anybody know about the other three?”

Another hostage–a young security guard–steps forward. “One of them has webbed feet and can walk on walls,” he answers. “He jumped on my back and attacked me. Scared the shit outta me.” A sudden crash pierces the air, making the hostages freeze in fear. Aizawa quickly gears into action.

“Nobody move from this spot,” he orders firmly. “I’ll come back for all of you. The police are on their way.” Before anyone can say anything more, he is quickly leaving the storage room and slinking through the dark museum as quietly as possible.

Each room he stalks through is dedicated to its own hero according to each part of the world as well as dark and empty. Nothing seems out of place until he makes it to the front of the museum where he finds broken glass littering the tiled floors. Warning signals blare in his head, his body warm with adrenaline as he carefully walks on the glass, using the fox walk technique.

His eyes trail over the glass to the broken case of All Might’s first hero outfit. Obviously, the robbers were trying to snatch it. What he doesn’t expect is to see three of them tied together near the door, back to back and unconscious. “What the fuck?” he whispers in bewilderment.

He gets a little closer and inspects the work: they are wrapped in one of the robber’s own vines with bruises and black eyes ruining their faces and slight tears in their black clothes. Someone seriously fucked these guys up. ‘But who?’ he thinks, confused. ‘Who the hell was here before me?’

He suddenly freezes, sensing something. Something that feels like danger according to his twirling gut.

With a deep inhale, he shoots his hand out to the right, earning a strangled gasp in response. He turns, finding a kid with unruly, burgundy hair and black clothes in his grasp, his bare, webbed feet dangling like a rag doll.

He gives Aizawa a toothy grin. “Eraserhead,” he croons. “I should’ve known you bein’ an old fart wouldn’t have fucked with your sense of hearing.”

Aizawa glares at the kid. “First of all, I’m thirty-one,” he deadpans. “Second, what are you doin’ with these fools? Shouldn’t you be at home sleep, kid?”

The kid’s wolfish grin drops, replaced with a look of rage. “Don’t call me that!” he snarls, wriggling around in Aizawa’s tight hold. “I’m not a fuckin’ kid! And I do what I want!”

Aizawa tightens his grip on the kid. “Jeez, anger issues much?” he huffs. “Something tells me your dad never spanked you when you were younger.” He tries to get a look at the kid’s face, preparing to wipe his quirk for a few hours so he’s easier to handle.

The kid surprises him by looking right at him suddenly. “What, you gonna do it for me?” he taunts before giving him a smile. “You could try!”

Suddenly, he pulls out a canister ball and slams it against the ground, causing a burst of smoke to explode from it. Aizawa drops the kid and begins to cough as the smoke fills his lung, his vision now obscured by the fog. He tries to look for the kid, tapping into his senses to find him. When the smoke finally clears, the kid is gone.

“Hey, old man!” someone shouts from the ceiling. Aizawa looks up and finds the kid hanging from the ceiling with his webbed feet. “Shit!” he growls, but he’s not quick enough. The kid jumps from the ceiling with a shout and lands on Aizawa’s shoulders.

“Perfect distraction,” he snickers. “Now you can say this “kid” is the reason to meet your end. Goodnight, Eraserhead.” Before Aizawa can try to rip him off, the kid wraps his arms and legs around his neck and begins to squeeze hard. Suddenly, Aizawa can’t breathe. He grunts, trying in vain to rip the kid off of him, but he has a fucking koala grip on him.

‘Air,’ Aizawa thinks. ‘I…need…air!’ He drops to his knees, desperate to get some air in his burning lungs.

But the kid just keeps on squeezing, desperate to kill the pro. Aizawa can feel his eyes fluttering shut, the darkness beginning to eat at his vision.

Suddenly, the strangling sensation stops and the kid lets out a grunt as he falls from Aizawa’s back. Aizawa sputters and coughs, gulping down as much air as possible. “That could’ve ended very badly,” an unfamiliar voice says behind him.

He turns, finding someone equally as unfamiliar to him. She stands above the now-unconscious kid, an All Might paperweight from the museum’s gift shop in her hand.

Aizawa’s eyes trail over her form, beginning at her black knee-high boots to her black bodysuit, the leather and slashes of glittered silver glinting in the flashing lights overhead. The black mask she wears over her head obscures the top half of her face from him, only showing him her nose and her glossy, plump lips where he just sees two fangs jutting out. Her braids hang at her waist where her hands are, placed confidently on her hips. Aizawa notices the same glittering, claw-like slashes there too along with some across her thighs he knows could crush someone’s head.

He wouldn’t mind being in between them himself.

He continues to gape at her for a moment, wondering where the fuck she came from. “You alright?” she asks, concern in her voice. She puts a gloved hand out to him where he can see long, makeshift claws attached to the tips of her fingers. Snapping back to reality, he refuses her hand.

“I’m fine,” he grumbles, standing. “Who the fuck are you?”

The stranger blinks at him with those yellow, feline-like eyes. “Well, nice to meet you too,” she scoffs. “I thought you would’ve already seen me in the newspapers, but I suppose cameras can only work so well in the dark.” She juts a hand out, giving him a fanged smile. “Night Claw. Nice to meet you, Eraserhead.”

Aizawa blinks at her. Her name sounds familiar to him. “You know me?” he questions, raising a brow at her. Night Claw giggles, moving her braids behind her shoulder. “You’re kiddin’, right? Anyone who’s anyone knows you.”

His eyes trail up to her mask, noticing the two pointed ears poking out of it. Now he knows why her name sounded so familiar. “I know you too,” he says, earning a wide-eyed stare from her. “You’re the new vigilante who’s been going around at night fighting street crime. I’ve seen your name pop up on Twitter.”

Night Claw grins with pride. “I’m her, exactly,” she chirps. “I was around, so I figured I’d stroll the streets. Then I came across the museum and saw them tryna make a hustle out of a steal.” She nods at the kid and his three partners. “The hostages okay?” she asks worriedly. “I couldn’t get to ‘em fast enough. Needed to make sure these dumbfucks didn’t steal nothin’ else.”

“Yeah,” he grumbles, still sizing her up. Who is this girl? Where did she come from? “You know, I would’ve handled that myself. And them.” He nods at the robbers.

Night Claw just laughs, irritating him. “Oh, yeah,” she replies sarcastically, “‘cause it looked like you were doin’ a great job, to begin with. Ya know, being that I saved your narrow behind, I think I’m deserving of a thank you.” She crosses her arms over her ample chest that Aizawa has to force himself to look away from.

Aizawa clenches his fists, feeling incredibly pissed that she’s mocking him and that she ruined his mission. This was his arrest, not hers. And he certainly didn’t need any help from someone who isn’t even an official hero. He despises nothing more than people who feel like just because they have quirks, they have every right to become a hero without putting in the blood, sweat, and tears to do so.

But he doesn’t say all that. He only looks at the bright-eyed vigilante and sucks his teeth at her. “You’re not gettin’ one,” he growls. “And my ass isn’t narrow.”

Night Claw just smiles at him, almost taunting him. “I’m guessin’ you don’t have a license for this?” he asks, shoving his hands in his pockets. Night Claw’s smile doesn’t falter. “A girl never tells her secrets,” she hums, which he takes as a no.

“You know, I have every reason to take you into custody and hand you over to the cops for impersonating a hero,” he cooly states, fixing the vigilante with a hard stare. But even with the possibility of going to jail, Night Claw’s confidence never wavers.

She instead raises her chin and looks at him through the eye slits of her mask. “Are you though?” she purrs.

The air around them grows tense and thicker than fog. Before either of them can say anything more, the sound of police sirens begins to fill the air. Night Claw looks startled all of the sudden, but quickly bounces back and gives Aizawa a playful smile. “Guess that’s my cue to leave,” she announces briskly. “They’re all yours.”

Aizawa watches in silence as the vigilante turns towards the front doors of the museum, her ass looking way too good in her bodysuit. As if forcing him to be a good person, his throat burns from the kid’s attempt on his life. “Hey, Night Claw,” he says in his deep, baritone voice.

Night Claw stops and turns to him, the moonlight illuminating her skin and braids, making them appear like twined silver. Aizawa swallows down the strange lump in his throat at the sight of her. “Nice boots,” he mutters.

She gives him a joyful smile. “You’re welcome,” she giggles. “I’ll be seein’ you around, Eraser.”

Then, without another word, she struts out of the museum and into the darkness, leaving Eraserhead alone, confused, and very, very aroused.

[graciegoeskrazy]

alright, baby

ross macdonald + pre-teen!daughter!reader

warnings: language?, mentions of blood, reader has anxiety, lil panic attack, reader is about 12 (may b a bit younger?)

a/n: uh ok here we go. barely proof read, TY ANONIEEE BAEEEE

It was supposed to be a semi-normal day. Nothing was planned for you and your dad other than stopping by Adam’s birthday party. The morning was normal. You changed into the light pink dress with ruffles your aunt Carly gifted you for your birthday and headed out the door with your dad. You mainly stayed with George during the party. Talking to him about your summer plans and whatever nonsense you two could come up with. It had been a while and he missed his little buddy. All of a sudden you felt a sharp pain. Something you had never experienced before. It wasn’t in your stomach, this was lower. You weren’t sure what to do so you dropped everything and ran upstairs to the bathroom. George was the first to notice your absence. When he came back from getting the two of you a plate, you was gone. He quietly excused himself from the giggles and drinking around him and headed upstairs to check on you. You had gone up almost 10 minutes ago and hadn’t come back down yet.

…

Blood. Not a lot. Just a few drops. But enough for you to have a horrid realization. You just got your first period. This wasn't supposed to happen this way. It came out of nowhere. There had been no previous pain of any kind, no telltale signs that you were about to go through the biggest part of puberty. This came completely out of nowhere.

The knock startled you.“Lovie? You okay in there?”

“George?” You asked through the tears.

“It’s me, my love. What’s going on?”

You couldn’t answer. You couldn’t think of an excuse fast enough. The more time went on, the more you began to panic. “Do you need me to get your dad?”

“No! I-I…I don’t know?” That’s the last thing you wanted. George went anyway.

“I’ll be right back, darling.”

He found Ross and pulled him aside, not wanting to panic him or cause too much attention. “Hey. Y/n is upstairs in the bathroom, crying. I think she needs you.”

“What? Is she okay?”

“I don’t know. She would barely talk to me.”

He handed George his drink and ran upstairs, his dad instincts kicking in.

He ran as fast as he could. “Lovie?” He asked, knocking. “It’s Dad. You alright?” He said, outside the door.

“Daddy?” You were in tears and his heart broke in two.

“What happened darling?” You kept crying, not responding, unsure of what to do. “Open the door for me, love.”

‘I can’t. I don't want to.” You hiccuped, in between sobs. You were on the verge of actual hyperventilation.

“Yes, you can baby. Come on.”

After a moment of hesitation, you reached over to the knob and twisted it, fixing your dress while doing so in hopes that he couldn't find any evidence. “Hey, what’s going on, hm?” He knelt down to you. You avoided his eyes at all costs. “Look at me. Breathe.” You stayed still, not moving your eyes. “I can't help you if you don't stop crying and talk to me.” He said softly. Your eyes slowly met his. He guided you in breathing and doing the exercises he was taught while learning how to help you with your anxiety. After your breathing calmed, he spoke. “What happened?”

You didn’t want to tell him the truth. Your dad had so much on his plate and the last thing you wanted was to be a burden. So, you lied.

“It was just another panic moment. I’m okay.”

After a moment, your dad spoke up. “You sure?” He asked, quirking his brow. You nodded. A part of him didn't entirely believe you. Another part of him wanted to believe you were truthful and wouldn't lie to him (which you never did.) But he knows his baby girl better than he knows himself. He also knew that the truth would reveal itself eventually. So he let it be,

“Why don’t you clean up and then we can go home a bit early? Yeah?”

Your cries were now just little sniffles. “Are you sure?”

“Positive. We’ll have that movie night we’ve been meaning to reschedule.”

You sniffled again. “Okay.”

“Take your time. I’ll be downstairs.” He got up, kissed your head, and walked downstairs to tell the boys he was leaving, reassuring George you would be fine.

…

You were quiet during the car ride. Staring into space like nothing had happened. You never noticed your dad constantly looking over to see you. It was hard for him to keep his eyes on the road. He was afraid you would break any moment and he wanted to be there to scoop you up, like he always did.

Things got worse throughout the night. You were circled up in a ball right against him.

“Do you not feel well, love?”

“I’m fine. Just a little off.” He wasn’t sure what it meant, but knew he was getting closer to the truth, so he let it be.

That was until the middle of the night when he woke up the a large slam of a door and your side of the bed empty.

He got up and headed to the bathroom. “Honey?”

Your first instinct was to stay quiet. “What’s going on love? Let me in.”

“No! Please, I can’t”.

“Yes, you can, y/n. Open up.” He shook the door knob. You just cried more.

“No. Please, Dad.” You said, begging.

“Y/n Macdonald, open this door now.” You continued to sob.

He knew continuing to pressure you would get him nowhere, so he took a different approach. “I saw the sheets, love.”

Shit.

You thought for just a moment then, much to your dismay, you opened the door, not bothering to clean up any of the blood that had dropped on your legs or around the bathroom. Just letting it be. You were so tired you didn’t have the energy for it.

He found you and knelt to your level, just like before. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.” He grabbed your hands and tried to guide you through breathing. You didn’t listen though.

“This wasn't supposed to happen!”

“It’s alright we’ll figure it out.” He quickly added. He spoke softly.

“I’m sorry, Dad.”

He laughed a bit, “You do not have to apologize, my love. I got you.”

You laid your head in the crook of his neck.

“It hurts.” You said.

“I know, my love. I know.” He let go. “I’ll be right back.”

You were confused. What the hell is he doing? It wasn’t until he came back with a pad did you realize what he was doing. “Pop this on your underwear, clean up a bit then come and find me.” You were naive, not dumb. You knew what a pad was. But how the hell did your dad have one laying around. especially because it was just the two of you? The truth is he’s been (more mentally than physically) preparing for this moment for awhile. He gave you a wink and let you be.

…

When you walked back into the dimly lit room, he was already in bed. He had turned the movie back on and opened his arms wide, expecting you to jump in. You just crawled into his side. He let you be for a couple of minutes before speaking.

“Listen-“

“Don’t give me the talk.”

He looked down. “What?”

“The talk, don’t give it to me, I don't want it.”

he laughed. “I’m not gonna give you the talk, babe.”

You closed your eyes in relief. Ross continued, “At least not right now.”

You just groaned.

“You're getting older babe, I think it’s important you know certain things.”

“Not right now! Just let me sleep!”

He sighed. You snuggled closer.

“Why didn’t you want to tell me?”

You poked your head out a little, just so he could hear you better. You still kept your eyes closed. “I didn't want you to worry about me.”

“Oh, my love.” He looked at you sincerely. “That’s all I ever do.”

“Can I sleep now?” You said through tears.

“he wiped them away as he spoke. “As you wish.”

“Thank you.”

He placed a kiss on your temple. “Just doing my job.”

[littleesister]

tickle questions

Tickle Questions? Cause Why Not?

1. What’s your favorite tickle tool?

I don’t know but I’m just in love with electric toothbrushes like once I even removed all the bristles from an old toothbrush head to make it a flat attachment. And yeah an electric toothbrush can act like a makeshift massage gun for those who don’t have one. And an electric toothbrush behind ears, collarbone, hands, ribs, hips, belly, bellybutton, knees and feet. I love, and you can even tickle yourself with it, muahaha I love it 😈🪥

2. Favorite Ler? (Tag them if you dare~)

well my mom and my childhood friend that I mentioned in another post🥰

but my favorite lers here on tumblr is are, please give me a good tickle 🥺

@the-shy-ler (this blog is sfw)

@missamyrisa2 (this blog is both sfw and nsfw)

3. Favorite Lee? (Tag them to call them out~)

my cousins, my friends, my friends younger siblings

but my faovirte lees on tumblr are, please I wanna give a good tickle 🤭

@kikibumblesqueaks (this blog is sfw)

@fluffallamaful (this blog is sfw)

4. Opinion on blindfolds/restraints? Why or why not? ‘if it helps the Lee relax then yeah they can be good options especially if a Lee is ticklish to a violent degree it can help, but for me I don’t want someone to be or myself to be restrained the full time. Or their hands and feet might get sore. No no no no. None of that. So one me as the Lee or the Lee has melted and relaxed there aren’t any points for restraints anymore, so I’ll just remove them and cuddle them while giving more tickles to their desired intensity or soem after care 😚🧸

5. A spot that gets you squealing? my hips and bellybutton, like I can sound like a seagull when I laugh in those spots 😂

6. How long do you estimate you could last before calling mercy? Well it depends on spot and my head space, but yeah if I get competitive I won’t go down without a fight. So I’ll be the brat this little annoying shit I can be 😎

7. Ever have tickle fantasies? yeah like I can lucid dream so many of my dreams are about tickling, but not just like ticking without a plot. Like it will be a scene weaved into the dream to make the characters bond. Like lol my dreams are like little movies or series. (I can explain this more if anyone wants) 😴 8. Why did you make your tickle blog? Well I’m very creative and I have lots of different perspectives and ideas, so I wanted to like add my own charm to the community. And since I’m equally a ler and Lee a full switch I can be so many things for so many different people. but if I’m being honest my zebra buddy @kikibumblesqueaks inspired me the most, since she/they also have eds and I fell in love with writing about my condition and how tickling helps me like it does for her/them 🤗

9. Does anyone irl know of your interests? my mom and my childhood best friend, they are both very supportive 🥰

10. Can you say the t-word? Yeah when I’m in my ler mood it’s my favorite words, tickle, tickler, tickling, ticklish, tickly, ticklee 😈

but if I’m in my Lee mood, well yeah no way 🫠

11. Verbal teases, yes or no and why?

Katlyn yes 😜 I mean any type of tease adds more personality and bonding, it makes it more personal. Like if I’m tickling someone and just starting at them it can feel a bit sinister so even if the Lee can’t answer I love to ask little questions,

like oh ready for me to get your tummy. I see your feet are wiggling a bit, oh look at that smile I might just drag a feather under your nose and shin.

It like ads that little extra flavor and makes it more playful and childish. So cute 🥺

12. Upper body tickles or lower body tickles? upper body it’s more intimate and you can like see the lees face and expression. Like them hugging me or me hugging my ler while I get tickles. It also leaves room for the to playfully fight back ☺️

13. Neck or ear tickles? behind ears your honor 😩

14. Pinned on your back, or your stomach? on back since I want to see my lees face and I don’t want them to have trouble breathing. Ask them being on their back makes it more fair like they have more mobility and I love some little roughhousing 🥰

15. What do you love about the lees you know? my cousin loves to hug my and giggle with her eyes closed 🤗

my childhood friend shakes her head and holds my hands 😘

16. What do you love about the lers you know?

my mom smirks and eyes full of glee as she tickles me 😍

my childhoods friends eyebrow raise and smirk 😏

17. Feathers or Paint Brushes? paint brushes your honor, like they give so much more control. And as a traditional artist I can like pain with body paint and make a big tease with it all. like I have this game idea where you paint on the lees tummy or arms but the bellybutton or palm or hands are where you mix the paint.

also with the paintbrush you have like a wooden end, perfect for trading ribs or stretch marks 🫠

18. How long have you known about your interests in the community? well when I was a kid I’d like replay a tickle sene from a kids show over and over again and I’d like memorize what episode that tickle sene was. When I was 9 my family got our first iPad so I watched a lot of elsagate with tickling (that was kinda inappropriate, don’t recommend) I searched for fanfics when I was 15, mainly sonic ones. But it was first when I was 18 and I fell in love with the Dsmp that I found tumblr pages like, @fluffallamaful @covenofwives @wishitweresummer @mushiewrites that I truly fell down this rabbit hole 🥰 I love you guys !

19. What’s your favorite way to be tickled? (As in provoked, teased into asking, etc.)

well any way really as long as it’s clear I’m giving my consent and I feel safe, then yeah all ways to getting tickled are welcome. But I like love when someone can tell my Lee mode, like I get more touchy and whiny then usally and they just tease until I ask them to tickle me silly 🙃

20. Are you/Do you like Polite Lees or Bratty Lees? (Asking for tickles vs Pissing someone off for tickles) Feel free to add questions/truth or dares to these if you wish!

oh I love when I have a brat that melts and becomes a clingy little puppy after an attitude adjustment or a polite Lee getting impatient and more irritated for anticipation. I love them both and especially when you get to that tickle point when they do an uno reverse card.

But if I’m being honest I love me a little brat I can teach some manners, watch out 😈🪶

[melancholic-fruit]

my predictions before junior year drops tomorrow are as follows:

1. kristen will multiclass into monk, maybe fighter? why else would a cleric be so beefy?

2. fig and ayda? strong, unbreakable, the only stable relationship in the series

3. fig is gonna be more warlock-leaning now that gorthalax isn’t in a gem

3.5 gorthalax will be put in another gem

4. gilear will die at least once, i’m betting ~5 times

5. kristen and tracker are on again/off again, no one knows when those two are broken up or together

6. pok and sklonda moment, please

7. we’ll see more of gorgug’s bio parents at a family game night (probably hosted by jawbone)

8. adaine multiclass!! i’m stuck between fighter or barbarian (but instead of rage it’s Worry or Stress)

9. ☑️ everyone hates on baby and he loves it

10. more boggy forms, other than frog or owl.

10.5 ☑️ very round animals this season

11. combat during a fig and the sig figs concert, mosh pit gets out of hand

12. ragh boyfriend <3

13. beach episode!!

14. the hangman genuinely likes riz now, they’re good buddies

15. someone is gonna trans their gender (the new kristen art is giving they/she energy)

16. the parental polycule will continue to grow, and moardred manor gets 2 new additions built onto it

17. ☑️arthur aguefort shenanigans and a cool new suit

18. ☑️ the bad kids go to the red waste. for what? i couldn’t tell you

19. fabian comes out as bi and he is a menace

20. bill seacaster cameo during the beach episode

21. the hangvan are frienemies

22. sober hallariel <3

23. gorgug delves more into his orc heritage and is in content with garthy to learn their perspective, b-plot character arc maybe?

24. kristen’s dex mod will go from -3 to -2 (score from 4 —> 6)

i’ll add more

[cosmerelists]

Why Every Stormlight Character Is Secretly A Cat

Or, you know, as many of them as I can fit into one reasonably sized list!

1. Kaladin: Likes to be high

Kaladin-Kitty: (purring happily on the very tallest cat tree ever)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Yup, he loves being tall!

Hapless Cat-Parent: Hardly ever touches the floor if he can help it!

2. Lift: Knows that YOUR food is simply better

Hapless Cat-Parent: S-Stop trying to steal my pancakes!

Hapless Cat-Parent: You HAVE food!

3. Lopen: Sometimes hurts people when he only meant to play around

Hapless Cat-Parent: Ow!! No biting!!!

Hapless Cat-Parent: I-It’s okay! You know I’ll protect you, even if you hurt me.

4. Lewshi: Likes to Play-Fight

Hapless Cat-Parent: Ha, ha yeah! Lewshi LOVES to wrestle with the other kitties.

Hapless Cat-Parent: Never with murderous intent, of course! She just loves a good play-fight!

5. Szeth: Can see ghosts

Szeth-Kitty: (staring unblinking at a spot across the room)

Hapless Cat-Parent: W-What do you see with your kitty eyes?!?

6. Syl: Sometimes gets the zoomies

Hapless Cat-Parent: Ha, yeah, she loves to race about like this!

Hapless Cat-Parent: Especially when it’s stormy out, for some reason.

7. Nale: Likes the hunt

Nale-Kitty: (laser-focused, butt wiggling)

Hapless Cat-Parent: That stuffed mouse will never escape you!

8. Renarin: Is autistic (since, you know, all cats are autistic)

Hapless Cat-Parent: I just don’t understand people who think cats are hard to read!

Hapless Cat-Parent: All we gotta do is pay attention to your body language, huh, bud?

9. Rock: Knows the importance of cooking

Hapless Cat-Parent: Making biscuits again, huh?

10. Shallan: SUCH a little faker sometimes

Shallan: (the most mournful of kitty cries)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Y-You can’t trick me! I KNOW I already fed you!!

11. Tien: Brings you presents when you’re sad

Hapless Cat-Parent: B-brought me another rock, huh?

Hapless Cat-Parent: Thanks, buddy. I love it.

12. Stormfather: Knocks things over and pretends it wasn’t his fault

Hapless Cat-Parent: H-Hey! Did you knock EVERYTHING off my shelf?!

Stormfather-Kitty: (innocently cleaning his tail)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Uh-HUH.

13. Pattern: Will cockblock you at any opportunity

Romantic Partner: Uh, your cat’s creepy, unblinking gaze is kinda killing the mood here.

Hapless Cat-Parent: Yeah...he does that.

14. Sebarial: Knows the importance of conserving your energy

Hapless Cat-Parent: Napping in the sunshine, huh?

Hapless Cat-Parent: You sure live the good life.

15. Rlain: Changes forms when he needs to

Hapless Cat-Parent: Wow! You’re all poofed up!

Hapless Cat-Parent: You look so big and scary! That dog outside is definitely intimidated. 

16. Rysn: Is not afraid to jump from very high places

Hapless Cat-Parent: Ha ha! Thank goodness cats always land on their feet!

(I’m sorry)

17. Moash: Does NOT accept that humans should be in charge

Hapless Cat-Parent: Oh sweet Moash-kitty, sometimes you stare at me like you’re plotting my demise.

Hapless Cat-Parent: ...Sometimes I think I’m lucky you don’t have thumbs.

18. Cord: “Father, I crave violence.”

19. Navani: A very curious kitty

Hapless Cat-Parent: Yes, yes, I know you must sniff every one of these groceries.

Hapless Cat-Parent: Such an investigative little kitty!

20. Jasnah: Respect must be earned

Human Amaram: I am COVERED in SCRATCHES

Hapless Cat-Parent: You can’t force a cat to like you, you know.

21. Venli: Can’t decide what she wants

Venli-kitty: (mournful meows)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Oh? You want the door open?

Venli-kitty: (mournful meows)

Hapless Cat-Parent: O-Oh? You want it closed now?

Venli-kitty: (ever more mournful meows)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Make up your mind, already!

22. Eshonai: Adapts to communicate with humans

Hapless Cat-Parent: Huh! It says here that adult cats only meow to communicate with humans!

Hapless Cat-Parent: ...Is that your excuse for singing the song of your people every morning at 3:00am, then?

23. Elhokar: Pretends it was all on purpose

Hapless Cat-Parent: Hanging upside down from a claw snag again, huh?

Hapless Cat-Parent: Yes, yes, I’m sure you meant to do that.

24. Dalinar: HATES closed doors

Dalinar-Kitty: (vigorous scratching)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Yes, yes, I’d hate to interrupt your journey to the bathroom.

25. Teft: Shows affection by staying at your side

Hapless Cat-Parent: You’re so sweet, Teft-kitty.

Hapless Cat-Parent: You may be grumpy, but you’re always sitting next to me when I’m sad.

26. Thaidakar: Best not to let him get out

Hapless Cat-Parent: Ha, ha, of COURSE I don’t let my cat outside!

Hapless Cat-Parent: Thaida-kat would destroy the whole ecosystem if he got out.

27. Adolin: Looks great in his little outfits

Adolin-kitty: (purring contentedly)

Hapless Cat-Parent: Yeah, and ever since I put him in that little sweater, he won’t let me take it off!

Hapless Cat-Parent: Such a fashion icon.

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 729: Everyone's training camp!!

Pag 1

3: He really was a weird boy

4: Even though he was injured, he was still pushing me away

I wionder if he got back safely

5: That boy was riding a bicycle but... I wonder if he participates in “races”

I didn't ask him

6: Tobirama-kun, I wonder if we'll meet again somewhere

Pag 2

1: It's Onoda-san!!

Pag 3

1: Onoda-san!!

Captain!!

The captain entered the course!!

Ohhhhh

2: Good work!!

-work!!

3: Are you alright after the car sickness?

Are you alright?

Yes. So- sorry for making you worry....

4: Hahaha you're late

Ah, senpai

Everyone has already ran more than 40km

So- sorry

5: Here's your bottles

6: Ah, thank you very much

Pag 4

1: Can you catch up now?

2: Yes!!

I plan on it!!

Pag 5

1: Onoda-san started running!!

He started late.... so he has the lowest rank....!!

Onoda-san has the lowest rank!?

Can he close a gap of 40km by himself!?

After all everyone else has already ran 8 laps

2: Can he do it....!?

4: No

He's not by himself!!

Right, his “buddy”!! Thuis year's training camp's rule is that you have to fight in pairs!!

If he has a “buddy” maybe he can do it!! Onoda-san's “buddy”....

Pag 6

1: I wonder who will it be!!

2: Onoda-san!!

Danchiku-kun!!

3: Uhm-

I'm so... uhm-

4: Earlier, at the entrance, I talked with Touji-san

Pag 7

1: I'm so glad you can run in the training camp!!

3: Yes...!!

4: Thank you for everything!!

For giving me the chance!! I want to achieve good results in this training camp and go to the Inter High!!

5: I'll be confident!!

Pag 8

1: Hahaha!! We'll go, the two of us

To the Inter High!!

2: Look at this sticker!!

It's our...

3: team's new name, haha!!

That's right, special st.... you've made a mistake, Issa!! 4: Don't be so fussy, Danchiku, haha!!

But you said it yourself, Issa!?

Huh?

I'm going ahead

Pag 9

1: This “training camp” will decide the Inter High members

2: I also have to run 1000km in order to become a team member

3: Ohh, Onoda-san

He's so fast even on a climb like this

4: Keep going, Sawada!! High pace!!

Yeah!!

And also, in this training camp

5: Owaaaa

Ahhhhh

Pag 10

1: I have to become stronger than ever!!

3: Onoda!!

Kawada-kun!!

4: It's the first training camp for me

You said 1000km? That's the requirement?

And the top six people go to the Inter High?

6: So basically!!

Pag 11

1: Is extremely hard, really!! Oi!!

I want to hit the naive me who took this lightly and thought “I want to be one of the six people” before the training camp!!

2: And this.... during first year... and the second year... you climbed over this wall?

3: Head on!!

4: That's so freaking cool!!

5: Ah... b- but it was difficult, I couldn't climb as I wanted, and my pedals broke

6: How did you do it... back then...

7: One of my senpai.... my senpai told me something

Pag 12

1: You just have to breakthrough, sho”....!!

2: You just have to breakthrough, sho!!

3: And I have to run so that I don't shame Makishima-san!!

Pag 13

1: Ugh!! That's too cool!!

Damn, whose words were they!!

Breakthrough!! 'lright!!

Do your best, Kawada-kun

Yeah!!

2: Sadatoki-kun

On!! Onoda-san!!

5: Sadatoki...

Sorry I made you wait

6: Sorry, you ended up in a team with me

8: No, it's not a problem, Kawada-san

I... maybe...

Pag 14

1: In that moment I was left out of this training camp.... on

2: “Buddy”!!

They said buddy, on, so let's pair up, Teru-nii-chan!!

3: 1000km together with Teru-nii-chan!! For four days!!

Let's join forces and run!! And at breakfast too, and at lunch, and when we sleep too....

4: I'm sorry, Sadatoki

6: Sorry

7: Run with someone else

Pag 15

1: Alright, let's pair up!!

2: I'm counting on you!

Yeah!!

Huh!?

3: Teru-nii-chan

4: “In order to be the sixth member”

5: The sixth member....!!

Teru-nii-chan... that's right

In this training camp.... you'll run 1000km....

Sorry

6: You're serious....

7: You're trying to reach the goal among the top six!!

You czn't run with me in this training camp!!

Pag 16

1: Imaizumi!!

3: Those eyes.... you're serious

It's the eyes of someone who's ready to bet everything

4: Okay!!

If you can follow me

Pag 17

1: Sugimoto

Buddies established!!

Pag 18

2: Thank you!! Thank you, Imaizumi

What for?

For pairing up with me!!

It's nothing....

3: The rule was that we could team up with anyone

Pag 19

1: As long as it's someone who's serious about becoming stronger, anyone is good!!

2: Really, thank you!! Imaizumi!!

3: Alright, let's go Imaizumi!!

First of all, I wnt to put a great gap between us and them

4: Since it's the strongest two!!

6: I finally caught up to you! Sorry

7: There was this guy that had collapsed along the way....

Kakaka so you were helping someone, Onoda-kun!! Now the buddies finally met up...

Well then....

Pag 20

1: Let's go with explosive speed!! Onoda-kun!!

Okay!! Naruko-kun!!

The buddies Onoda and Naruko!!

[waitmyturtles]

A little bit more on I Feel You Linger In The Air (reincarnation, the novel version, and more)...

I am back home and recovering from a somewhat INSANELY stressful work trip (WHEW! TIRED!), and I've missed writing meta oh so very much, BUT! A couple of things will be happening in my meta life soon: The Old GMMTV Challenge Bad Buddy Meta Month starts next week (FINALLY, EEE!), Last Twilight starts tomorrow, the Den-Panuwat-penned-and-Only-Friends-adjacent series Playboyy starts next week -- we got a lot going on.

AND, AND! AND! I did myself something good while I was away. I HOUSED the novel version of I Feel You Linger in the Air, because, BECAUSE! I still can't help screaming mentally about that finale -- even though reading the novel actually made me realize that episode 12 of IFYLITA was a touch redundant.

Related to the IFYLITA novel and series: I got an ask in my inbox that somehow disappeared (@porjomkwan, if you're still out there -- thank you for the ask!) that asked about my thoughts on the theme of reincarnation in IFYLITA, and cited this fabulous post and reblog by @tipsyjaehyun and @clairedaring about this theme. Tipsy and Claire covered the majority of the ground that the drama series captures regarding reincarnation -- in particular, the GORGEOUS focus on the northern Thai blessing ceremony that calls back to a human host the 32 spirits that a host carries with them throughout their life/lives. Those spirits can be incarnated and/or reincarnated within repeated and/or beloved figures of the host's memories and reincarnated lives. (That explains why people like Ohm and Kaimook, in Jom's present life, are reincarnated as Khamsean and Fong Kaew in Jom's life of 1928 Chiang Mai. And it explains how Jom can continue to be called to different eras involving Yai, from Commander/Warrior/Mustache Yai of ancient Thailand, to 1928 Chiang Mai Khun Yai, to present-day Chiang Mai Yai Kanthorn.)

@clairedaring notes in their reblog that in the novel, the foundational theme of reincarnation AND of Jom and Yai being forever bound to each other is confirmed, directly and heavily, by Commander Yai. Claire quotes from the novel Commander/Warrior Yai speaking to Jom :

"Jom-Jao, listen, though you are fated to be apart from me, my love will never fade, and it will follow you like a holy spirit, protecting you in my place. No matter where fate brings you, no matter the danger you encounter, may those misfortunes fall upon my spirit instead of yours."

I want to confirm that this is my understanding and experience of the centering and grounding of reincarnation in the series as well (@porjomkwan, this answers your question to me!). And, this very much speaks to what I understand was a gentle criticism by Thai audiences towards the show as this season of the show ended -- because the Commander Yai period really sets in stone what Jom can expect for the rest of his live(s) regarding having Yai in his life again in another time period. In which case, I agree HEAVILY with @clairedaring that IFYLITA absolutely needs a season 2, because that Commander Yai period is so definitive of how this first season gets contextualized in the end of the entire piece.

A couple of other quick notes on the novel before I move to a comparative final point:

1) JOM. JOM IS A SASSY B IN THE NOVEL. DAMN! I honestly think Nonkul Chanon could DEF handle being a touch more sassy. "I'm a grown-ass man," Jom says at one point. Yes, you ARE, HONEY! Sassy B Jom courting and standing up to Commander Yai? It was a WONDERFUL story line. (BTW, the quality of the writing of the IFYLITA Y novel was, as expected, wanting, especially by way of a fan translation. But I have to agree with fans of the novel from Thailand and elsewhere, that the story itself was SOLID.)

2) The history behind the Commander Yai period is FABULOUS to learn about. (@tipsyjaehyun has some context about the various eras of Yai here, if you don't mind a few novel spoilers.) In particular, I spent a LOT of minutes reading about the lengthy reign of the Ayutthaya Kingdom in Thailand, and just -- as an Asian and an Asian-American watching Thai shows, getting deep into this reminds me of my own accountability and responsibility for trying to grasp what an average Thai viewer will bring by way of education-based historical awareness into shows like IFYLITA. This long Wikipedia article is a must read if you want to go deeper into IFYLITA context!

3) My third point on the novel leads into what I quickly want to note by way of at least one comparison to another show that did reincarnation themes differently, but also beautifully, by way of an original Y novel.

Until We Meet Again is a permanent FAVE of mine -- and it captures reincarnation, at least a different style of it, within its drama context. In UWMA's context, a red thread tied between the passed bodies of the lovers Korn and Intouch ensures that their spirits will find each other again in the future.

As noted within UWMA, different Asian cultures have different reads on the meaning of the red thread, from China, to Thailand, to elsewhere. This article notes northwestern and Vietnamese beliefs regarding the red thread, and this Wikipedia article notes the Chinese origins of the myths of the red thread. (Remember than in IFYLITA, the blessing ceremony of calling 32 spirits back to a host is cited as being from northern Thailand -- meaning, many of these myths, legends, and practices are utterly regional, and very tied to specific regional cultures that we can learn more about as viewers. Super cool.)

In UMWA, Korn's and Intouch's spirits inhabit other bodies -- namely, Dean's and Pharm's personages. And Dean and Pharm take on some characteristics of the spirits they provide a home to, and, even more interestingly -- Dean's and Pharm's OWN behaviors reflect the regrets and/or resistances that Korn and Intouch bear to each other, with Korn's spirit being far more forward with love than he was when he was alive; and Intouch's spirit being far more fearful of that love, knowing in the end where his love led to -- their deaths.

In IFYLITA, we see Yai's spirit being reborn essentially into different version of Yai, and all of them called Yai. In the novel, Jom treats all of these Yais as Yais that he can fall in love with -- he is in love with all of them, because the spirit of Yai is essentially a singular spirit being reborn into various different versions of the body of Yai (quick spoiler: the modern-day Yai is only half-Thai).

I happen to REALLY love these various interpretations of reincarnation between these shows, and certainly many, many more shows and movies across Asia that touch upon reincarnation as an essential theme of HOPE, of love, of joy. The various ways in which these practices are regarded, from Buddhism, to Hinduism, to Shintoism, and other Asian spiritual practices, are fascinating to learn about, including their regional variances. And they speak very much to me as an Asian, as to how I learn about cultural practices, nuances, and mores. (A comparative cultural example is how food -- like, say, a dish like Hainanese chicken rice -- differs among Thailand, Malaysia, and Singapore.)

But also, as an Asian watching shows like UWMA and IFYLITA -- I *know* that when I'm watching a show that's based on spirit reincarnation, that I'm not necessarily watching a "sad" show. I remember, of the day dramas of Japan and Korea that I watched when I was younger, that I absorbed better understandings of ancestor worship and elder respect. If a house had an altar with a picture of a passed-on elderly relative -- surely it was understood that that relative had passed away and one could be sad about it. But their spirit is meant to be honored at the altar, and especially in Japanese and Korean family dramas with these kinds of scenes, you can see characters speaking to the pictures of those who have passed on, having conversations, and being the subject of annual ceremonies of honoring the dead.

In other words, what I utterly LOVED about the IFYLITA novel -- and what I truly hope a season 2 will capture -- is that the Yais of the various eras were not despondent when Jom left them. Those Yais knew that a future Yai would experience Jom again. Korn and Intouch knew their spirits would meet again one day: it was Dean and Pharm that needed to come together to make that happen.

I wrote quite a bit about the Asian cinematic tradition of sad and/or open-ended endings in my review of The Love of Siam, and I think one reason why I absolutely cannot shake IFYLITA from my system -- and even UWMA, too, although UWMA has a confirmed happy ending -- is that IFYLITA is utterly reflective of this practice of the open-ended ending, at least for the show's first season, because we KNOW, through reincarnation, that Jom WILL encounter Yai again. If you read the novel, you know that Commander Yai promises this. But even if you don't read the novel, and we never get a season 2 -- to see Yai Kanthorn strolling right into Jom's arms, without very much other context, is enough, at least for an Asian audience, to know that the spirits did their thing again. Dramatically, I do think the finale could use more finessing (cc @lurkingshan and @neuroticbookworm, to whom I said this when I finished the novel), but now that I have the novel's context, I know HOW the finale could have been improved.

I took this ask as a major excuse to just unwind more and more on a piece that I totally loved in IFYLITA, and I hope to heck that we get a second season. I am thrilled that I made IFYLITA my debut into Y series reading, because the story is just so solid, and as I often say about my really beloved shows -- IFYLITA does not shy away from being rooted in assumed knowledge about cultural practices that an Asian audience can automatically check into. It really felt familiar and homey to watch this incredibly made and well-told story about an enduring romance, and I'm so appreciative that IFYLITA will be a show I'll be holding close as this year closes out -- a year that started off on the strongest Asian note with the fabulous Moonlight Chicken. MLC and IFYLITA encapsulating 2023 for Asian audiences? We were fed really, really well.

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

For the doubting Thomases who are still not convinced that Kazuki and Rei’s relationship are more than friends, here are the lyrics of “Buddy & Daddies” with vocals that was playing on episode 12: Daughter Daddies.

Buddy & Daddies/Buddy & Daddies

Buddy & Daddies/You and me helter-skelter !!!

We say/Nothing is impossible!

Until I met you

I've been living in only black and white And now I see with the colorful sights

Even if I'm tied up/You will be in my heart

Buddy & Daddies

Buddy & Daddies

Buddy & Daddies

You and me together

I can be someone

If we don't stop

B&D !!!

Until I met you

I've been living in only black and white And now I see with the colorful sights

No matter what they say/You will be in my heart

Buddy & Daddies

Buddy & Daddies

Buddy & Daddies

You and me helter-skelter !!!

We can't stop now

Buddy...

Buddy...

& Daddies...

Daddies...

You and me together/I can be someone

If we don't stop

B&D !!!