#bluris answers asks

[1-800-i-ship-it]

Do you think there's something between Khun and Baam?

I definitely see some chemistry and possible sexual tension 🤔 I definitely think there's more to their relationship.

I've read loads of comments recently about how their relationship is toxic. That Khun isn't there for him emotionally and doesn't really care about him. I don't think that at all.

I also find it weird that they focus so much on Khun and his feelings/actions towards Baam when Baam acts similarly to him! He even hugged him after reuniting at some point I'm sure!

hi anon!

okay absolutely YES yes the gay subtext? the homoerotic subtext??? it is there and i think khunbam is so real haha

FKAJDLF YES U GET IT THE CHEMISTRY AND TENSION- YEAH YEAH ASDHFKJWELF (fun fact my queue tag is a quote from khun to bam "so at least tell us when you go somewhere so i can chase anytime" aight yall if that aint gay idk what is)

oof :( i unfortunately cant speak much about recent chapters bc im actually not caught up yet rip i think im only one ep past the first hiatus but when i catch up i'll think about that; i find it a little difficult to believe that their relationship is toxic, i think it might be miscommunication or smth but overall they do care for each other very much so if there is some sort of issue, hopefully it gets resolved (and we got fics while we wait >:D)

AASDJFKL yes yes bams affection to khun! the way his smile lights up when he sees him! its so precious <3 YES THEY DID HUG AFTER REUNITING ALSO ALSO THE S3 EP 66 HUG (do i have this ep number memorized? yeah)

and the reunion hug!! not pictured but im def sure it happened, also love rak just chilling there xD

thanks for the ask! have a nice day~

[1-800-get-sherlocked]

Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who deserve a hug. See how many you get back :) Now let the hugging begin! 💜

aww omg thank you!!! <3333 big appreciate :DD

*sends big hug back* :P

[dyakojaythedevil]

UNSCHEDULED obsession | Part 1

Pairing Fem!Reader x Choso | Geto | Mahito

Warning Slightly violent | Reader is half curse and 120 yo | mentions of murders and sacrifices | Guys it includes smut in the next parts, so if you're underage plz don't even start :>

Enjoy the dirty time ;)

Blood. Blood every where. Blood in the air, blood on their faces, on their shoes, on their hands, on their souls. Blood of all the Jujutsu sorcerers they murdered to get to the old temple in the middle of jungle, buried in the heart of a stone cave.

"This curse better be worth the effort." Mahito mumbled under his breath as the three of them walked into the temple, his tone as annoyed as a spoilt child who didn't get the toy he wanted. Their steps slowed as they reached the glass tomb. The three men circled around the tomb, their gazes narrowing as they watched the body lying in it.

The body of a young girl, h/c hair spread on the gold pillow under her head. Her face pale and designed with black marks, two dark lines starting from her forhead, crossing her eyes and ending in three small beauty dots on her cheeks. She didn't seem in piece, judging by her slight frown and shiny, non-smiling lips.

Similar marks could be seen on the bare skin of her body. Her arms were folded in a cross on her chest, which had a deep hole in it, right where her heart used to beat decades ago. Geto eyed her form carefully and a deep smirk appeared on his face as he answered his young teammate "She is worth it."

"AAh~" A deep moan left your dry lips and you slowly opened your eyes after a century. Everything was blury, a strong wave of cursed energy surrounding your form as you were lying on a soft matress. "What's.. goin' on..?"

You helped yourself sat up and a smooth laughter echoed in your ears. You rubbed your eyes, blinking a couple of times to help clear your gaze. Finally you could see better and the first thing your eyes noticed were these young men circling around you like scavengers circling around a dead body, their eyes staring hungrily right into your soul.

You frowned deeply and your left hand clenched slightly into a fist. But before you use your energy to harm any of those weirdos, the man in black kimono stepped closer, "Easy there, pretty thing," he started, trying to calm you down before explaining simply "We brought you back to life. A 'thank you' would be nice!"

Your frown deepend as your gaze searched around you, your mind wandering through your latest memories. And then it hit you. You lost the battle, you were sealed away by those damn sorcerers. How many days has passed, or maybe years?

"Ah, fuck!" You cursed under your breath as a wave of pain ran through your forhead. When -THE FUCK- have you become so weak? Your hands grasped at your hair and you cursed a couple of words in quiet whispers. When the slight pain disappeared, your eyes fell on your naked form. There was a wound on the middle on your chest, neat stitches sunken deep into your pale flesh.

"My heart..." You mumbled and slightly rubbed on the wound. "They took it away to seal you properly," the asnwer came from the same man from earlier, "We sacrificed some monkeys to bring you back."

His last sentence made you turn around, only to see three bodies laid down on the floor, skins bloody, necks pulseless. They seemed young, too young to be sacrificed for whatever reason, but in that very moment, you couldn't care less. The only thing that was roaming around your mind, was the threatening reminder that these men surely had a reason to bother to bring you back to life.

You stood up, your legs shaking for a second, threatening to disappoint you. But luckily you managed to hold yourself up. You turned to the man with dark kimono and darker hair, wrapped up in a lazy manbun at the back of his head.

"What do you want?" You asked coldly, your voice low. The guy smirked, pleased with how quickly you got to the main point. yet he kept cool and decided to start with an introduction, rather than an answer to your qustion.

"I'm Geto Suguru, a curse user. And these are Mahito," Geto paused a moment to point to the young guy beside him. Mahito waved to you with a smile, his skin covered in stitches, and his eyes glistening with a psychic shine. "And Choso." The third man didn't bother to move a muscle, continuing to stare right into your eyes.

"That wasn't my answer." You reminded coldly as your gaze turned to Geto once again. The man's smirk widened and he licked his lips. "Alright, then let me get to the main point right away. We want you to work with us to get to a shared goal."

"And what shared goal do I have with you?!" You asked, kind of annoyed by his confidence that seemed to be reaching the skies. You crossed your arms infront of your chest and pretended that the light breeze sneaking through the open window isn't giving you shivers.

"Our goals aren't exactly the same, you see.." Geto started, but was soon cut off by Choso who seemed to be annoyed by the slow progress in the conversation, "We're getting rid of some sorcerers, Zenins involved."

Zenin~! The name rang in your ears over and over again.

Now, that sounded like a good kind of shared goal! You cocked an eyebrow, letting the corners of your mouth curl up in a curious smile. "And what are your reasons for such fearless decision?"

"We all got our own reasons, pretty thing. Revenge, fun, curiousity, but those aren't important. The important thing is that we're all walking the same path, so wht not walk together?"

You took a couple of minutes to think about it as the four of you stood there in silence. Finally, you spoke, "Alright, I'mma listen to what you have to say, but first, give me some damn food.." You said, your eyebrows bending into a deep frown as you added, "And clothes. I'm done watching you check me up and down like a pervert."

Geto's smirk deepened even more. He didn't really seem bothered by your threatening tone, and that pissed you off further. Instead, you noticed Choso turning his gaze away from the corner of your eye. A slightly pink shade was covering his cheeks as well as the bridge of his nose, which was already designed by a black mark.

"Here you go, pretty thing." Your attention was back to Geto who put some clothes on the bottom corner of the bed. The three of them walked out the room and Geto informed before closing the door behind him, "The dinner's ready. We'll be waiting for you. Take your time re-meeting your perfect body."

Then you were left by yourself -well, if not counting the corpse!- to check yourself up in the mirror in the corner of the room. Your looks hadn't changed at all. Which wasn't really a surprise for a curse like your kind. You eyed the wound on your chest once again.

"Those mother fucker Zenins..." You mumbled. A sigh left your lips as you reached for the clothes Geto left for you. It was a baby blue kimono, long enough to cover down to your ankles. You took a minute to feel the sweet warmth of it before heading out the room, searching around for the three man.

The house wasn't that big, but surely enough for three. You hoped it would be enough for four as well. You stepped into the kitchen, finding Choso and Geto sitting around a round table. Geto pulled out the chair next to him, encouraging you to sit. As soon as you did, they started the meal. You started as well, feeling starved after a long sleep of God knows how many years.

"Now, for the plan," Geto started. You just nodded as a sign to assure him you're listening, but you didn't stop enjoying your delicious meal. "We're thinking about attacking Jujutsu High, Tokyo. But first we need to make sure we have enough power to beat them up, especially with Gojo Satoru on their side."

"Who is that?" You finally asked in confusion. Geto mumbled a "oh" before answering, "Right, I forgot you were gone for a hundred years."

That made you choke on your food. You started to cough harshly, eyes tearing up. Geto seemed unbothered, ignoring your coughs. But Choso handed you a cup of water as the other man continued, "He's the strongest sorcerer of all. He owns The Six Eyes, making him a really powerfull enemy."

"And how can I be a help in your plan?"

"Well, I was thinking about doubling our curse techniques for the upcoming battle." You frowned once again -this guy has sweared to fix that frown on your face, hasn't he? You put your spoon down to look at him from the corner of your eyes. And he's doing the same, his never-fading smirk still there on his face.

Choso was watching the two of you carefully and he broke the silence with an unsure tone, "I thought we wanted to send her to Jujutsu High as a spy to weaken Gojo Satoru."

"You see, Choso, there are so many good ways to use a pretty thing like her for our own good." Geto chuckled before getting back to his meal. The combination of his tone and words sent a shiver down your spine. But Geto changed the subject as if his earlier words meant nothing, "Since we should wait for the right time to start our plan, what do you think about a tour around the town? We can buy you some clothes as well, as you'll be around here for a long time now."

You could feel that this wasn't just about 'walking around Tokyo' and 'buying clothings'. He was up to something, that was for sure. But what?

"Sounds like a good idea. Can we go after we finished dinner?" You suggested, trying to hide the curiousity in your tone. Whatever was going on in his mind, you preffered to find out sooner than later. It wasn't like you couldn't beat him if he tried any funny trick on you. True, without your heart, you weren't that powerful. But you were still one of the most powerful curses of all.

"Fine with me." was all Geto mumbled as an answer.

"By the way, where is the other one? Mahito.. was it, right?" You asked when you noticed that there's no sign of the said young man. Choso answered whispering, "He doesn't really eat meals. He's always out at nights, so never eats with us."

You eyed the man carefully and caught him looking at you. But Choso stole his gaze away as soon as your eyes met, the pink layor on his cheeks still there.

A psycho who probably feasted on people instead of food, a mysterious pervert that surely had some not-so-innocent plans for you, and a weirdo that couldn't stop peeking at your form for some reason. What a nice group of suspecious men to work with.

What a great way to restart your life after a century!

Just as planned, Geto and you left the house after dinner to take a walk around the neighborhood. Tokyo had changed quite a lot since the last time you were there, with the amount of curses roaming around freely being a good example.

"So, what is the real plan you're thinking about?" You finally spoke out, tired of the silence and all the theories of possible ideas in your head. Geto let out a chuckle, "Too impatient, pretty thing."

"You see~" Geto startd, his tone low as the two of you walked shoulder by shoulder, passing by strangers who looked at you in awe; probably because you looked like a remarkable couple thanks to your kimonos, shining amoung others. "As I mentioned before, I'm planning to double our cursed techniques for the up-coming battle. And that's your technique, isn't it?"

You hated that suggesting grin on his face when he said that. Yeah, geto was right, that was your technique. you could either double someone's cursed energy for a period of time, making them more powerful, or lessen it. Both being done by means of sex. And the man next to you seemed to know that.

"And what if I refuse the suggestion?" Geto's laugh rang in your ears. It sounded fake, too fake, actually. It felt as if he wanted to sound like that. "Oh, pretty thing, how funny of you to think that was a suggestion."

By the time he said that, you were heading towards a less crowded place. You weren't sure where to go so you were just following him around and didn't pay much attention to your surroundings. Not until you found yourself alone with him, within a seemingly abandoned alley.

When you noticed your not-so-safe-and-lovely situation, your hands both turned into fists, ready to beat him and run. But the man seemed to be faster as you felt a strong wave of pain through your whole body. Your knees weakened and you stepped back until your back hit the wall behind you. You slid down a bit, using the wall as a source of strength to keep your balance.

Geto's chuckle echoed in your ears once again. You looked up at him with disgust written all over your pale face. Geto walked to you slowly, standing only an inch away and bending so your faces were on the same level.

"You felt that, sweetheart, didn't you?" His sadistic tone made you feel nausea. "What was that? What have you done to me?"

Another wave of whisper-like laughter left his lips as he stepped even closer, caging you between his body and the wall. "You see, Y/N, bringing you back to life, without your heart, wasn't easy. We had to do much more than just murdering some useless Jujutsu sorcerers and sacrificing some teenagers. Each of us left a part of ourselves inside you, literally."

He paused a moment to put a finger under your chin, making you raise your head to look him directly in the eye. And by the second he touched you, you could feel your body go weaker and weaker.

Geto's triumphantly smirk deepened as he explained further, "I used one of my most powerfull curses to replace your heart, filling the hole in your chest. And since you have no real heart to pump blood in your veins, Choso used his own blood to make sure life runs through your pretty limbs. And you see that perfectly done stitch on your chest, sweety? Mahito made it with his own skin."

All the new information, combined with whatever curse Geto was using on you, made your head dizzy. The more time passed, the less you could understand. Eveything was getting blurry. You didn't even realize when your body trembled down on the cold street. Now you were sitting there patheticly with the smirking man knelt infront of you.

"Hurt or disobey me, and my curse would rip you from inside. Hurt or disobey Choso, and his blood would tear your veins apart and spoil your bone and flesh. Hurt or disobey Mahito and his stitches would tighten and rend your limbs one by one." Every threatening word was said from between his gritted teeth.

"So you're telling me..." You started, conciousness soon to leave your form judging by your slow progress in making real meaningful sentences, "I didn't really have a choice from the very moment I opened my eyes, do I?..."

"Oh~~ Of course you do, pretty thing." His tone sounded sweet as honey and smooth as butter. But it just sent a shiver down your spine as you already could say it was all fake; just another sadistic attempt to degrade and manipulate you further.

And you were proven to be right as your gaze blurred into pure darkness, all senses leaving your weakened body. And just before you lose conciousness, you heard him;

"Obey us or be killed!"

Author's Note yuhoooo~ So, first part done :> I'm so excited to see the reactions! Well, the speed in uploading the next part would greatly depend on the reactions this part will get, so~ I hope you guys like this ^^ Oh! And I'm not a native English speaker, so I'll be glad if you mention my grammar mistakes so that I can correct them :> Thank you~ <(^0^)/♡

Check Part 2 here...

[southparkhcsocs]

Hii! How's ur day? I hope ur having a nice day, and I wanted to ask if you would put a bit more of attention on Stan's self harm, Bebe's party and why Cartman sees blury sometimes! That would be interesting, ty and XOXO 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

-🦝

Hi! The answer to your questions is yes! Without giving away spoilers

Bebe's party is basically going to be the next setting so we'll see a lot there 👀

[ameliazcampbell]

I know who Crowley was in heaven :)) (Good Omens Theory)

To the one that asked for this theory, i'm sorry for the delay, i tried my best to re-write this and for it to have sense.

So, we all know that Crowley is well known between both heaven and hell, being demonstrated by a couples of characters over the series.

today i'll be talking exclusevely about how season two neil gave us quite a lot of Clues (☆A Clue☆)

In the beggining, when Crowley met Azi (gonna talk about them later) for the very first time, he said that he worked very close with upstairs in the creation of the universe, nebulas, planets and stars.

Later in the show, when crowley talks with saraquel, she says that they worked together in one of the nebulas, to wich crowley answers "i met a lot of people"

Also, from hell's side, when Furfur mentioned that they gought toghether in the great war, and tried to make Crowley remember him

(btw, this is the best crowley look)

AND in that same scene, when Furfur is trying to say Azi's name, he pulls out a book, and, IN THAT SAME PAGE we can read the name of other angel, a little bit blury, but we can still differentiate a name

That name is Baraqiel

The book says that Baraqiel is the Angel of the Sky, with an eye-birning ginger hair. It also says that Baraqiel is a Dominion, and you'll say "Oh, Amelia, but we don't know what a Dominion is :c"

Well, in easy words, a Dominion is like the conector between upstairs and earth, thry communicate upper angel's orders to lower angels (and sometimes humans)

And again "But Amelia, how do we inow if Crowley was Baraquiel if we don't know what was his charge?" And I'll answer, "well darling, actually, an angel gave us a really good ☆Clue☆, one of the lowest angels known as Muriel (ma baby) leaded the thin dark duke to heaven, miracled the Gabriel documents to him but couldn't open them because:

"You have to be a Throne, a Dominion or avobe"

and he opened it 'cuz he knew the password... right.

Oh, and about Aziraphale and their ever first meeting<3

Azi seemed very exited, trying to predent himself almost instantly after "recognizing" the starmaker angel, and trying to be as helpfull as possible when that lovely angel asked him for, well, help <3

Even thinking that the "you're gorgeous" was for them<3<3

So, let's summarize:

★Baraqiel had "ginger" hair, Crowley has red hair.

★Baraqiel is the Angel of the Sky. Crowley literaly worked in the creation of the whole universe.

★Baraqiel is a Dominion, wich means they had communication with upper powers of heaven and maybe even God herself, and gave orders to lower angels often, being known in almost all heaven and maybe even between humans.

★Crowley seems to be well known between both heaven and hell, not only vecause it's,,, idk,, THE serpent of eden, but because many angels might have worked with him in the creation of universe (such as saraqael/saraquiel/saraqel idk how it's spelled)

★Only Thrones, Dominions or angels avobe could oppen records such as Gabriel's ones.

★Crowley knows heaven's passwords for serious documents :) oh, and she could open Gabriel's document.

Crowley was Baraqiel. that's it.

and maybe heaven errased Muriel's memory, but we aren't talking 'bout them t'day :)))

[spneveryseason]

Soul anon back! Thank you for engaging. Spirituality and Castiel are my fave things ever. I'd like to answer your questions but slowly so I can gather my thoughts.

You asked, "If angels are essentially soulless, where do they get their individual essence from? As souls ARE this for humans, what is an angels individual essence? Is that not just a soul?"

So, all human beings have a spirit and a soul (we also are spirits, like Castiel, in terms of category). A spirit is an airy thing that is essence - personhood, I like that - our quirks, some basic likes & dislikes; our calm personhood when ego and soul (ego is a part of it) is removed. This is what Castiel has. A spirit is a more steady, calm thing compared to a white-hot wild soul. In Spn, Sam was still Sam without a soul, because his spirit was still there. A spirit is more of a sketch whereas the soul is the oil painting. So Cassy's (so couldn't resist) spirit is what makes him Castiel. He is a spirit and a (trueform) body, though the lines between those are much more blury than it would be for a human. Human spirits are powerful because of their souls, whereas Angel spirits are just powerful because they're Angels.

Hey soul anon, thanks for your response! Take all the time you like to respond to the post, don’t worry about it.

The division you present here between soul and spirit is interesting, and does I think answer or add layers to the other questions I laid out in the initial post. So a spirit would be like…basic consciousness, and a soul would be more complex consciousness?

I also find it interesting that soulless people are still the same original souled people, and not different individuals entirely: even in show, this concept was a debated one between dean and Sam. I kind of saw souls as those individuals that sort of possess physical bodies in a sense, and removing that presence means the body develops a sense of self of its own. It would also explain how humans become demons (corrupted souls). But bringing in spirits into this might explain away that element as the soulless individuals would still be themselves if they kept their spirits.

[theautisticcentre]

NOCEDA TO CLAWTHORNE

Natalie slowly awoke, her head and legs aching from all the running. Her blury vision becoming more clear, she took in the room she was in, soon noticing the unfamiliarity of it. However, one thought soon came rushing in.

Camila.

Immediately, she jumped out her bed, and frantically searched the whole house. Her fear of Camila's anger took over Natalie again, and she soon rushed downstairs. "She's not here, is she?!" As she yelled, a white and grey haired lady got up from her chair to talk to Natalie.

"Whoa, kid, slow down. What's up," asked the lady. "Where- Where's Camila?" The lady looked confused, and asked, "Camila?...Who's Camila?" Natalie quietly sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief. "She's...she's my mami. We fought...she got angry, and...", Natalie said, as she hugged herself in comfort, before some kind of owl worm came in, and said, "You look weird, hoot hoot!" The lady smacked the owl and said, "Sorry about him, kid. He's Hooty, and I'm Eda."

"Uh...OK. What do we do here?", asked the still scared Natalie. "Heh. Well, c'mon, kid. Let me show you around," replied Eda, gently taking Natalie by the hand and heading out the door.

7 years later...

The now 19 year old Natalie sat on her bed, in her room that now she found very familiar. Her hair partly dyed grey to match Eda, and a scar on her face, she looked out her window to the sky, seeing the sun gently rising. As she did so, Eda walked through her door.

"Ya holding up?," she asked, causing Natalie to turn to her. "Yeah, holding up...", she answered, in a voice Eda could read well. "That's your 'I'm thinking about something and I want someone to talk about it to voice." Natalie simply chuckled, confirming it to Eda.

"...You remember what today is?" Eda feigned forgetfulness, saying in response, "Gee, I dunno...is it market sale day? Oh, no, I know! It's Odalia Blight's hair day!" Natalie chuckled, and let out, "Moooom." Eda smiled warmly, and gently hugged her daughter.

Natalie Clawthorne.

"Happy anniversary, Nat. 7 years...Time flies by, doesn't it?" Natalie smiled as her arms wrapped around her mother. "Yeah, it sure does. I still remember the day you first found me. Titan, if I knew what was in store for us...I'd probably freak out." Daughter and mother laughed as the sun rose.

"Well, we've got a day ahead of us. You get the stuff loaded up. I'll wake King and Hooty." Natalie nodded, and headed downstairs, ready for another day of chaos.

But she had her family by her side. And that's all she needed.

THE END.

@redhoodzuko

[1-800-blurambles]

👁👄👁 why hello

xD hello~ welcome to my misc reblogs blog! :DD 

[p0l-anka]

Hi! ^^ For the sheet mask asks: collagen, cucumber (or in a fic scenario xD), pearl, pomergranade, shea butter

Henlo dim @dimobserver

Collagen - What common misconception do you hate to hear repeated as facts

Thanks for sending, this one i had a hard time xD hmm, sticking to science and history, I will choose humans evolved from apes or monkeys- both just share a common ancestor, different from evolution. If I stick to spiritual belief, God exist And if I choose from just random facts, cats have 9 lives. Cz they're definitely sensitive xD my kid's vet already know me from visiting too much xD

Cucumber - what's your favourite cheesy pick-up line? Would you ever used it on someone?

I definitely and won't deny that i have used some random pick-lines to my ex-partner. I have a habit of leaving sticky notes with lines or random messages and sticking it to the wall, table or hide in their notebook or bag. It's random.. And it's been a few years so i already forgot what i used or said, because I'm not doing it anymore xD haha

Someone recently is trying to say pick-up lines to me, which is totally not reciprocated xD because I'm not interested, first things first. They said something along the line that it's good to wake up everyday but it will be better if i wake him up so he could have a good morning. And it was so randomly said to me so i was taken aback. I replied with a gif, no words

I hope he got the message?

Pearl - what are some words you like in a language that is not your own

Kurwa ^^ recently babcia, its easy to pronounce ^^

Pomegranate - what fact amazes you everytime you think of it?

I like sea creatures, and recently, saw a black manta ray, as well as pink one

Also, im still amazed every day that im friends with the one and only Crocs Brief deity, Bluris, @1-800-i-ship-it

You can now have this metal crocs as a shield in ur new place ^^ as my offering this month

Shea butter - what's a song that gets stuck in your head that you despise?

As of now, no song stuck ^^

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[1-800-i-ship-it]

Sherlock for the fandom ask <3

hi donut!!

(sorry this was so late SAKJDFJHL)

The first character I first fell in love with: cliche but its sherlock LMAO The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: lestrade (this poor lad needs a break) The character everyone else loves that I don’t: idrt i can think of anyone? The character I love that everyone else hates: hear me out, irene adler is a girlboss but they didnt do her very well The character I used to love but don’t any longer: dont think i have one haha The character I would totally smooch: theyre hot but i dont think i would smooch anyone xD maybe sherlock??? The character I’d want to be like: mrs hudson or john watson The character I’d slap: moriarty but lets be real he would probably be into it or whatever fjkdsnalfj A pairing that I love: johnlock <3 A pairing that I despise: john and mary, i dont hate mary particularly but like it just doesnt work u know...

thank you for the ask!!! have a nice day :D

[1-800-get-sherlocked]

Omg another active Johnlock blog!!! XD I’ve been thinking about writing more Johnlock fanfics but I didn’t know if anyone else was still in the fandom 😅 I’m so happy to know you are!!

omg hey there!! IM SO SORRRY THIS IS A HELLA LLATE REPLLY but im more alive now i promise AND YEAAAA LETS GO JOHNLOCK <3 AND YES I WILL HIT THE ENABLE BUTTON FOR U TO WRITE MORE JOHNLOCK FICS THERES NEVER TOO MUCH

<33 yes i am, im planning to rewatch sherlock soon before my break ends so fingers crossed i get to it haha THE FANDOM IS VEYR MUCH STILL ALIVE TRUST ME theres so many wonderful ppl out there! lmk anytime if u wanna discuss sherlock more :D

thanks for the ask!

[yunhostinyuyu]

go out with me?

pairing: fwb!renjun x fem reader

genre: non-explicit smut, fluff, fwb to lovers

wc: 1k

synopsis: renjun is just a guy you met online to help you calm both your urges. but neither of you could keep your feelings in check for long...

warnings: sexting/cyber sex, mentioned masturbation

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In all honesty, you had no idea how you got caught up in this sort of entanglement. And it’s quite ironic how you of all people have been sexting back and forth with a complete stranger for weeks. And you liked it way too much. But at the same time it made you hated yourself more.

Normally, you don’t even masturbate regularly, since you are rarely horny, but it also went against your morals. But since that afternoon where you were and logged on onto a strange chatroom, you have been doing it daily. All that’s to the stranger who makes you feel things in more than just one way. Everytime you see his name appear on your homescreen your stomach flips and your brain goes numb. You lie to yourself, that it’s only sexual attraction, but your heart tells you otherwise.

After what felt like forever, you have finally mustered up the courage to tell him how you feel about this whole situation. Determined to break this whole thing off and move on. Focus on getting to know people, have a proper relationship with someone, and not this blury thing that was only restricted to sexual desires. And with a hand on your heart, you slowly started to realize that you wanted more than just the one thing. Craving love more than everything else, and you wanted it from him. But you are sure that Renjun wasn’t looking for anything serious, since he enjoys your relationship the way it is.

At the usual time of day - or rather, night - where you would start texting with Renjun, you already prepared yourself mentally for what you were gonna tell him. Feeling your heart drop the second you saw a new message pop up at the screen alongside his name, shaky fingers gliding up to open your chat.

Renjun: baby, I need so you bad rn. talk to me, I’ve been thinking about you all day

Even if it was a simple message, it sent waves of arousal down your core and you had to do everything in your power not to give in. Once again, he demonstrated the strong effect he had on you without even knowing about the extend of it.

You tried to focus, and even if you wanted to type more, you had to settle with a shorter message than you had planned out in your head before.

You: Renjun, I can’t... I’m so sorry, but I can’t keep doing this any longer...

Expecting the worst, you shut off the phone and buried your head in the pillows that sit on top of your couch. He’s just going to block me and then I can move on, you kept thinking to yourself. Your mind already went so far ahead as in picturing him talking and having sex with other girls. You hated what he has made you feel, and that you had no right to be jealous, since you were just fuck buddies. Feeling ashamed and stupid, you curled up into a ball, hoping all the bad echos in your head would shut up soon, but no.

To make it worse, a new message from him appeared and you didn’t want to look at it. Only mustering enough strength about five minutes later, as curiosity took over and pushed your embarassment aside.

Renjun: oh, I mean that’s okay. Totally.

You sighed. No questions asked, no explaination demanded. But you wanted to explain it, and so you did - typing out all the things you couldn’t say in your first message:

You: please let me explain before you block me. it’s not your fault, quite the opposite. You make me feel things I have never expierienced before. I know you don’t care about this, but I want you to just hear me out. I want a proper relationship, this whole thing we have is just about sex and... I need more than that. Every passing night I feel even more lonely than before, everytime we say good night, I feel guilty and it’s eating me up. And I want to stop before my feelings towards you start to grow... so feel free to block me now. And thank you for everything.

Setting your phone down again, tears starting to well up in your eyes, starting to realize you just ended up your relationship with Renjun, even if it couldn’t be classified as one. Your heart starts to ache and you just want to lay down and not feel anything for days. You expected this, but it obviously hurt more. The unrequited feelings are pulling you in all sorts of thoughts and scenarios and you just want everything to stop.

Forcing yourself to get it together, wiping your teary eyes with the sleeve of your shirt, you looked at the lit phone screen, where three new notifications lined up.

Renjun: I didn’t expect this from you, Y/N. Thank you for explaining, it means a lot coming from you.

Renjun: But we don’t need to stop this... thing. Let me be honest when I say that I would want to get to know you, and not just only because I love sexting with you. There is this connection between us, that I can’t explain but I felt it for a while now so...

Renjun: will you go out with me?

You didn’t even fully understand the meaning of his message, but you understood it well enough to send an answer.

You: Yes. I wanna, I will... I want to get to know you too.

Renjun: Sweet. I-... I’m actually really glad. I like you a lot.

His words made you cry even harder, but this time out of excitement and joy. It felt too good to be true, but you wanted to throw yourself headfirst into everything that was coming up, if it was with him still by your side. In this moment, you felt on top of the world, and no one could ever take that from you.

Renjun: But can we still, you know what... tonight? And I promise, I will stay here until you fall asleep and tell you stupid facts about me, if you want.

You: Okay. But only if I can tell you embarrassing stories about me aswell

Renjun: Deal

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[tundrainafrica]

Hello there~ Just dropping by to say that I finished ‘A Tale of Two Slaves’ in less than 2 days! It’s so beautifully written & I think it’s quite fresh of you to write in Levi’s POV 95% of the times. And despite it consisting more narrations/inner monologue as compared to dialogue, it’s not at all boring. I love it!

Though, I do have a question that needs answering. It’s probably a read-between-the-lines kinda thing, but I get a bit confused on the chapter in which Levi jumped for the last time and he went blank about what he wrote for the past few months...?

As a reader, I kinda interpreted it as him going through a depressive period at the time & that’s why, some of the things that happened for the past few months were all blury and felt like a dream to him. Though, he did remember he wrote it.

So, I was wondering, as the author... was that what you actually intended when you wrote it? Or was it like your venturing more towards the fictional side of the story so maybe he was possessed or something? 😅

I’m sorry if this may contain spoilers for those who haven’t read it yet, I don’t know how to ask spoiler-free.. 😔

Hello Anon! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my fic. It really means a lot to me and sorry for taking so damn long to reply to this... Life got... hectic.

Sorry ahha when I write in third person, i tend to write only from one headspace because I prefer to just explore one character at a time and I like to explore the mystery of just not knowing what everyone else is thinking and leaving a lot of that up to interpretation.

From this point, i'll be discussing the ending of my fic Tale of Two Slaves, so I'm just gonna warn about spoilers for people who wanna read it.

Though, I do have a question that needs answering. It’s probably a read-between-the-lines kinda thing, but I get a bit confused on the chapter in which Levi jumped for the last time and he went blank about what he wrote for the past few months...?

I like to leave a lot of my fic up to interpretation coz I just prefer to generally show scenes and just have poeple interpret them however they want but of course, like all other writers, I generally have intentions for writing scenes.

The last scene where Levi jumped for the last time and went blank, was actually just an allusion to the phenomenon where when people have finally moved on from something, they actually start forgetting what they were sad about in the first place. I've experienced that a lot but I'm not sure if other people have.

In the fic A Tale of Two Slaves, Levi actually started jumping when he was a kid because the sport called out to him, and there are many interpretations for this, maybe because in canon, he really is athletic and he really does fly. But Levi joined the track and field team because he said it was 'nostalgic' or jumping felt 'nostalgic' and one of the reasons he did join was he had a buried memory of Hange and he wished he could have "jumped" and flew after her which explains the jumping in the last scene.

The injury Levi experienced and his sudden inability to fly ran parallel with the emotion that in his past life, he couldn't save Hange, so when he was jumping, he was dealing with two strong emotional losses, Hange's death in the past life and the fact that he lost any ability to high jump again.

And when he blanked out, it was just him, having moved on from both those memories, those emotions and the baggage of it all.

I hope this makes sense and sorry if this took a while to answer. If you have any more questions about my fics, feel free to ask. It means a lot knowing people thought this much about my fics ajsks.

For anyone who's curious, here's the fic.

[bitchfitch]

i was goin to ask yalls opinion but having these side by side made the answer clear. im going for the non blury circles

[izur-x]

Admirations!

Looking at your Izuru One-shot gave me a lot of heckling ideas to give you a request. Here is one! Could you do a one shot of Izuru x a reader who is an introverted cheerful person that loves to be around him, but when she meets Junko Enoshima, everything is completely different. I wanted reader to end up like Izuru so she can understand how he feels, so in exchange of that, she gets involved with Junko and asks her if she could interfere with her brain, just like how Izuru ended up like.

I hope this wont bother you at all. Good luck! :)) 💖

Ah yes! Thanks for the request, and no it's not bother me!

Reader want to understand izuru feelings again

Again sorry if it's ooc 🧍‍♂️

Summary: (y/n) who is a introvert with cheerful personally who is always at izuru sides

(y/p) = your pronouns

You're always at izuru sides, it didn't bother him, he accually like it surprisingly. You and Izuru were in a park doing nothing, you guys just sit there in a comfortable silent, with the sound of bird chirping, gentle wind flow through both of you, making Izuru hair follow the wind.

You hummed a song from a game that you played yesterday, for Izuru this atmosphere is perfect, with your humming making it even greater, and then some thoughts across your mind.

'i wonder how was izuru feels, i mean he say everything was boring, but.....' as you were going to the deepest thought, Izuru notice that your humming was slow down, he look at you, and waved his hand infront of your face, you were brought back to earth and apologies to him.

"sigh.. it's fine (y/n), it's unusual that you were in deep thoughts." Izuru look to the front, you just nervously chuckle "sorry about that hehe.. something caught my attention so" as you rubbing you nape and closed eyes smile.

"anyway! Let's go get ice cream, zuru'." You grab izuru wrists, go to an ice cream shop and buy one, when you guys walking to the shop, you were too excited, you didn't look right or left before you're crossing the street.

A car who was at the highest speed, basically it's almost hit you, but izuru grab you fast and let the car pass, you just dumbfounded of what happened, you look at Izuru "next time look right and left before you go across the street." You nervously nodding your head, and continue walking to the shop.

Time skip

You were getting distracted by your thoughts from that day, and also, you missed Izuru, it's been awhile since you last saw him, and now you're in deep thoughts not caring what's serounding.

You bummed into someone chest and falls "akh, im sorry for crash into you." You bow quickly and starts walking, you didn't care who is your bump into, you heard weird laugh from behind. You stop and look behind, you see a girl with pigtails and showing too much chest, one is a girl with short hair and freckles, and you see him.

The one you missed, the one who is gone for over a month. It's Izuru, he's back, you notice something wrong with him.

Your expression drop, slowly backing away, Izuru walked towards you, before you take off and run, Izuru grab your wrist and placing a piece of clothing to your mouth, it's making you dizzy, you found yourself in a familiar warmth, and then you're falls asleep in Izuru arms.

You wakes up, it was so cold in the room, you didn't remember what happened, trying hard to remember until you remember what happened. You sigh for the event that's going on with you, you keep asking to yourself 'why is Izuru like that?' 'what does he feels now?' 'last time i know how he feels, but now...' those thoughts remains inside your brains.

You didn't notices that the door was open, and you also didn't hear what someone said.

"hellooo??" You jumped from the sudden voice, "oh good! Now you're paying attention! Seems like you're in deep thoughts! Puhuhuhuu! I wonder what are you thinking about, hey? Tell me!" You look at the women who is speaking to you, the pigtails taking a seat besides you and leaning closer.

"h-hey, um, personal space.....?" At first she confused and then laughing like crazy, you back away, you heard a voice from infront of the door "leave (y/p) alone, junko." Junko walks to Izuru "aww come on! I only messing with (he/she)-" "it's (y/p)." "Alright! alright!, geez it's only pronouns why are you mad, okay finee, I'll leave you lovebirds alone!" Junko slowly closing the door, before she actually close the door she said "don't forget to use condom!" And close the door.

You were staring at Izuru, he look away from you, walked besides you and take a seat. The awkward silent slowly taking over, no one is talking "look, im sorry for leaving you.." Izuru sliced the awkward atmosphere, "it's okay, really, i just never expecting this." Izuru hummed.

"hey, izuru..." He didn't know why he's hearts sting's a little, "yes (y/n)?" He look at you with dull ruby orbs, "how do you feels." "Huh? What do.. you mean..?" Izuru confused by you "i mean, when were together, i.. i know how you feels..." You grab your uniform cardigan, your eyes became glossy.

"(y/n)...", bitting your bottom lips and start to sobbing, Izuru petting you head as a comfort and pull you closer, "im sorry..". after a few minutes, you start to calm down, you wipe the tears from your face, "im gonna calm down myself.... Can you-" "right, you want me to leave, okay. Take your time.." Izuru getting up from the seat and start walking to the door.

As soon the door was closed, you decided to take asleep 'its nice if i sleep for...eve...r...' your slowly closing your eyes and sleep.

It's been 3 day's since those three kidnapped you, you still couldn't figure it out about Izuru feelings, when they released you from that cold room, you talked to junko, you didn't stupid, it's obvious that she do something about Izuru.

"hey junko." "Hm?? Oh, heeyyy (yyy/nnn), what's up??? Oh! You want to know what happened to Kamukura-senpai?" Junko move closer to you "yes. What did you do to him." "Aww come on! I'm just messing with his brain!" You were completely shock, how can someone do such a thing?

"hmm... You may wonder how i do that! Its simple!" You look at junko intensely "despair that's all." Junko turn around and walk away.

You just standing in there feels completely hopeless.

That's night, you couldn't even sleep. Junko make an offer if she could mess with your brain, you didn't answer because izuru cover your mouth and drag you away.

You were ready to answer the offer, cause it's night you wete expecting Izuru was asleep, and he is. you making your way outside and go to the rooftop and see junko by herself, it's strange that mukuro isn't with her.

"finally got an answer?" She look at you, you sigh, "yes....." "Puhuhuhuu! Finally! It's been a week, i keep waiting for an answer!" You sit besides her and look down to the street, it was blury, "sooo, what's your answer??" Once again invading your personal space.

"sigh, I'll take the offer..." Junko wide her smile, "oki doki! Let me mess with your braiiinnn, aaahhh~! I can't wait you become one of us~" she hugging herself, "come on let's go! Before Kamukura wakes up." She drag you to strange room, there was a tv, a single tv and a chair.

"come sit on the chair! Im gonna turn on the video~ puhuhuhu! I can't waiiittt" as you listening her rambling about despair back and forward, and taking a sit, the sit was uncomfortable, it was a chain on it.

you wait until she finish preparing the video, "oh, i forgot to lock the door, be right back." She walk to the door and lock it, "alright! Are you readdyyy~?" She purred into your ears "i take that as a yes!"

"hmm, i think that you will go brutal, im gonna used the chain" junko chained your both arms and legs. She walk behind the tv and start playing the video, you look at the tv and start to feel dizzy.

You didn't know what's going on, and suddenly your sight become completely black. After a few hours, you start to waking up, you feels... Oddly fine? You didn't know what feelings is this.

You look at the person standing infront of you, it was Izuru, he didn't look happy. You realize that you can feels his emotions, previously you can't tell what's his emotions are, but now, you finally understand how he feels.

"your so dumb... Why would you do that." You didn't answer yet, at least for now. You getting up from the chair and walk out with him, both of you greeted by junko and mukuro, junko look really happy, mukuro is the same like always.

"welllccoommee (y/n)! To the despairrr~! Im glad that you were joining!!" You just nodded "hmm~ come on! We got a jobs to do~"

At the end, you finally understand what Izuru feels, it's good that you take the offer, but izuru didn't happy with it. As day passing by, Izuru finally accepting it, that spend the rest of his time with you.

"You hummed a song from a game that you played" the song that you hummed is "my actual code" by a game named "there is no game" go check it out on youtube!

anyway goodbye! And stay safe!

[peter-pan-on-neverland]

Nightmare’s

Request: I want from the fluffy prompt list 10 ,11,12 with Peter Pan where reader has a nightmare and Pan comforts her

Pairings: Pan x reader

Warnings: fluffy

Black, everything around me was pitch black. The familiar comfort of the sunlight peeking through the curtain had vanish and I was left alone and vulnerable.

There he was, the dark lingering figure sat at the end of my bed, waiting, watching. His red, glowing eyes watched me carefully as if to tell me I had no escape from his grasp. I could feel my heart pound against my rib cage, sounding louder than my screams. 

“You know you can’t escape,” His demonic voice echoed of the thin walls of my tent, “You cannot hide from me Y/n.”

I was unable to move, being forced in place by an invisible force that held me down to my bed. My breath hitched in my throat as the figures hand stretched out towards me, twirling a lock on my hair around it’s boney finger.

“You know what I came here, so why don’t you be a good girl and give it to me?” His cold laughter causing me to shiver.

I shook my head at his offer, I know how this works, I know how this story plays out and I wont let it happen, not again.

“Just come with me Y/n,” He said “You know you want to.”

I shook my head no for what felt like the thousandth time, “No, no, no,no!” I spoke over and over again.

“I wont do it!” I screamed at him, but he only smiled wickedly at my response, “You can’t make me! You can’t hurt me!”

“Oh, but my darling,” He slowly announced, laying his claw like hands either side of my legs, leaning in so close our noses were touching, “I can.”

“No! Get away from me!” tears streamed down my face making my vision blury, only leaving a squiggly outline of the horned figure in front of my face, “You can’t make me! I wont let you!” 

His laugh bounced around in my skull, “It’s time for me to go now, your little friend’s are here. I will be back and I will take what’s mine.” He whispered in my ear.

I felt myself being shaken awake by a pair of strong hands. My small body was coated in sweat as well as my bed covers, my heart was beating so loud in my ears, I was afraid it would pop right out of my chest. 

“Y/n are you ok?”

“What happened?”

“What’s wrong?”

The boy’s that surrounded my bed bombarded me with questions I couldn’t even answer. The words wouldn’t leave my throat, I could only look up at them with a blank expression.

“Boys!” A familiar British accent barked, “She must be tiered, stop pestering her and give her some space.”

And just like that, the room was cleared, leaving me, the leader and the second in command alone in a room. 

Their  blue and green eyes fell on me, not uttering a word. It was is they were having a silent conversation with each other about me.

Pan slowly stalked closer, leaning down beside me so he was level with my head height, “Would you feel staying in my tree house tonight?”

I was shocked, Pan had never really shown any kindness towards anybody before. I looked into his green eyes for a couple seconds, trying to figure out if there was a catch.

“S-sure.” It was only when that word left my lips did I realize how horse my voice was, my throat had gone red raw.

Carefully, I began to sit up in my covers, swinging my legs over the side of my bed before my legs started to wobble. Each boy rushed to my side before my tiny body hit the floor.

“I’ll just carry you.” The leader spoke, showing no emotion what so ever. as he scooped me up in his arms.

Was he high?

What’s up with him all of a sudden? I had never heard of the infamous Pan actually being nice to people before.

He carried me in his arms in awkward silence all the way to his tree house at the very far end of camp. 

I had never been inside his house before, no one was ever allowed inside apart from him and Felix. I personally believe that to be the case because they were secretly dating, I mean how could they not be? They were always with each other, always seeking off together, but I didn’t talk to either of the boys so I never got the chance to ask.

He set me down as soon as we entered, going over to a large wooden chest at the end on his bed and pull various pillows and blankets out before laying them down on the floor.

The room was simple and bare, a bed in the center of the back wall, chest-of-draws off to the side, there were trinkets dotted around the room and a desk too. 

“Is it not up to your liking, love?” He viciously shot the remark at me before thinking over what he had just said, “I didn’t mean....”

“It’s OK,” I spoke, he was kind enough to let me sleep in his tree house while I was upset the last thing I want to do is start an argument with him.

I began to trek over to the mini bed he had set up at the bottom of his bed.

“What are you doing?” He asked, “I’m sleeping there.”

I went slightly wide eyed, is he OK? What was going on?

“I couldn’t, you’re nice enough to let me stay here, I don’t need to sleep in your bed too.” I spoke in a quite whisper, trying my hardest not to hurt my throat anymore.

“Not up to your standard?” He raised an eyebrow.

“NO, it’s not that it’s just-”

“Then I see no problem with you sleeping in my bed.” He spoke sternly before flopping down on the floor, wrapping himself in the blankets. 

Reluctantly I walked over to the leaders bed, slipping in-between his crisp sheets. They smelt of pine trees and freshly cut grass, I must admit, I thought it would smell worse. I rolled myself around in them, feeling the blankets against my smooth skin, this bed was by far the comfiest I had ever been in.

“Comfy?” Pan chuckled.

“Very.” I replied, “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, love.” He said before blowing out the candle, making the room go dark.

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I know this is short but don’t worry it’s the 1st of 7 parts! Part 2 will be posted tomorrow Xxx