#go to sleep miri

[mimiri22-6]

Overwatch has invaded my mind once again for the first time in almost 10 years. I am once again reliving the frustration of not being able to play a Story Heavy Game in this world like it was So clearly designed to be. The world of overwatch is Rich and I feel like we're only aload a bite. Yes I know about the comics, no I honestly know less about ow2 other than it was a poor ass investment and project on Blizzard's side. Yes I also know Blizzard sucks absolute ass, this ain't about them. Other than to say fuck you blizzard because I was excited for the first one for a while until I found out it was an exclusively pvp game. A game I would never play at the time because I never touched that genre and I would suck.

I just wanted a story heavy overwatch game! Was that too hard and ask?! 😭

[gunstellations]

gentle mornings

[mirensiart]

Hey that's me again ! I swear I got your notif all day long! Are you sometime sleeping ? And HOW are you doing so much art and answer questions so quickly EVERY DAY ! Just don't overwork yourself OK?

(But I've got another question for u 👀)

I've been thinking (sometime I'm thinking yeah) have Ravio and Legend any communication trick ? Are they using their pain cursed to communicate sometime. Like they pinch themselve? I mean to ask if the other's okay, one on them pinch himself on his arm the other respond by pinching his other arm to say yes or no (and if there is no answer, well that is obviously very bad).

Have a nice day and thank you for all your work !!

I work from home and sometimes work gets veeeeery boring and people like sending me asks lol so I just check my phone regularly (i can't open tumblr in my company pc lol) 🙈 that and I also draw fast! So sometimes I just draw stuff while on company time cause like, not my fault they're on the 1827392th zoom meeting of the day and I have ADHD lol

But thank you! I'm sorry for the constant spamming, especially last night, the booping saga was... a lot lol (and it CONTINUES)

Anyway, to answer your ask! That is such a cute mental image oh my god I can def see legend coming up with it 🥹💖 but the pain sharing curse would probably screw that up

I can absolutely see the others pinching themselves in revenge when legend does it the first time (they don't know why he's doing it lol) and now ravio is sitting in legend's living room feeling like 7 pinches in succession and being all ??????????

[anghraine]

So one of the revelations from watching the entirety of TOS is that Kirk and Spock's relationship is not only every bit as homoerotic as rumored and then some—though it is—but that they are also incredibly fucking unhinged about it. So for this week's poll, I wanted to honor this discovery!

(The character limitations don't allow for much detail, and in context these are even more incredible, so I'll add the links/clips/summations beneath the cut!)

1— "The Empath" (Season 3)

Context: the girl of the week, Gem, is a member of a species of mute empaths able to absorb others' injuries through sympathy and generally drawn to positive emotion. Meanwhile, Kirk is tortured by other parties in the episode to test her willingness to take on others' suffering, and he falls into an exhausted unconscious heap on a bench.

Gem starts to head away towards McCoy, but is suddenly arrested by something she senses and turns to look at Spock, who is moving over to sit next to Kirk and watch him sleep. When Spock realizes he's being observed, he turns away and pretends to study data in his tricorder. Gem isn't fooled, however, and walks back over to him, touching Spock's shoulder and staring at him with wonder in her face over this simple feeling whatever his emotion is while delicate music plays in the background. See for yourself:

2— "Shore Leave" (Season 1)

Context: Kirk is fatigued and strained and in physical pain after ... uh, everything (this episode was aired immediately after "The Conscience of the King" and "Balance of Terror," so it's not hard to buy). He tries to stretch out his back and Spock, standing behind Kirk with his hands on the back of the captain's chair, pulls his hands back and asks him if something is wrong. Kirk explains it's just the kink in his back. A pretty female yeoman starts massaging his back (uh) and Kirk welcomes it under the mistaken belief that it's Spock doing it:

"That's it. A little higher, please. Push. Push hard. Dig it in there, Mr.—"

Spock lifts a brow and pointedly steps forward so Kirk can see it's not him, and Kirk immediately orders the yeoman to stop with a meaningful look at Spock.

(Bonus episode points: Spock's smug satisfaction at tricking Kirk into taking shore leave where McCoy failed, and them grasping at each other when they're in danger.)

3— "A Taste of Armageddon" (Season 1)

Context: After Kirk successfully uses a risky gambit to trick two neighboring peoples into making peace rather than continuing to murder millions of people via computers, he explains his thinking:

It was a calculated risk. Still, the Eminians keep a very orderly society, and actual war is a very messy business. A very, very messy business. I had a feeling that they would do anything to avoid it, even talk peace.

When Spock is dubious about acting based on "a feeling," Kirk adds:

Sometimes, Mr. Spock, a feeling is all we humans have to go on.

Spock replies:

Captain, you almost make me believe in luck.

And then Kirk dials it up to:

Why, Mr. Spock, you almost make me believe in miracles.

Then the camera just focuses on Spock visibly trying to process this and the episode ends.

4— "Requiem for Methuselah" (Season 3)

Context: this is one of relatively few episodes in which Kirk actually gets to pursue a woman because he likes her rather than desperate circumstances; as usual with people he cares about, she dies. He's so emotionally drained at this point in the show that, upon returning to the ship, he describes his immortal rival for her love and himself as "A very old and lonely man, and a young and lonely man," mutters that he wishes he could just forget it all, and falls asleep at a table.

Meanwhile, Spock (who has been visibly intense and uncomfortable throughout the whole episode) stays nearby as McCoy enters. Spock gestures at him to stay quiet and McCoy briefly exposits a plot point to Spock, then segues into an unexpectedly vicious, half-smiling monologue about what Kirk's gone through in the episode and how Spock could never understand it:

Considering his opponent's longevity, truly an eternal triangle. You wouldn't understand that, would you, Spock? You see, I feel sorrier for you than I do for him, because you'll never know the things that love can drive a man to. The ecstasies, the miseries, the broken rules, the desperate chances, the glorious failures, the glorious victories. All of these things you'll never know simply because the word love isn't written into your book. Goodnight, Spock.

Spock just endures and politely replies "Goodnight, doctor," but after McCoy leaves, he allows himself to respond. Without so much as a scene break, Spock slowly walks over to the unconscious Kirk, touches his face, and mind-melds with him while he sleeps. And then he wipes Kirk's memory (!!!) of the tragic romance with his rival this girl, murmuring:

Forget.

5— "And the Children Shall Lead" (Season 3)

Context: a simple instance from a weak episode, but also ... damn, it's a lot. A bunch of children under the malign influence of an evil imperialist alien have managed to take over the Enterprise. This isn't the first time something roughly similar has happened, but at this point, Kirk has a full on panic attack as he and Spock leave the bridge and take the turbolift. Kirk clings to Spock as he melts down and Spock unsuccessfully tries to calm him with "Captain," but it only works when he murmurs, "Jim."

Kirk freezes and then immediately calms back down to his usual rational self. Spock is still concerned and Kirk assures him he'll be fine now (and is).

6— "Miri" (Season 1)

McCoy, Janice Rand, Kirk, and Spock are all gathered around trying to figure out the disease of the week, which has infected all of them (though Spock is asymptomatic). Kirk and Spock lock eyes and Spock points out that they can't go back to the ship, including him since he'd be a carrier, and then he adds:

Whatever happens, I can't go back to the ship ... and I do want to go back to the ship, captain.

Kirk smiles slowly and they just stare at each other as if Janice and McCoy had dropped off the face of the planet.

7— "The Tholian Web" (Season 3)

Context: Kirk is trapped in a different phase of space while a local anomaly is gradually driving the crew of the Enterprise to insane rage. At the same time, the hostile Tholians are threatening the Enterprise with the obvious intent of killing them all within short order, and Kirk's disappearance places Spock in command throughout this triple crisis. Spock refuses to order an escape, instead insisting on the Enterprise remaining in place to keep trying to rescue Kirk, homicidal insanity of the crew be damned, even as the Tholians began attacking.

McCoy urges Spock to prioritize the welfare of the Enterprise and its crew above Kirk, telling him they can't afford to stick around and keep trying. Spock refuses and things predictably get worse.

McCoy confronts him about his priorities:

You should've known what could've happened and done everything in your power to safeguard your crew. That is the mark of a starship captain, like Jim.

Plot events lead everyone, including Spock, to believe that Kirk is dead, and as acting commander, Spock also has to lead the memorial service:

as a result of the battle, we must accept the fact that Captain Kirk is no longer alive. [...] I shall not attempt to voice the quality of respect and admiration which Captain Kirk commanded. Each of you must evaluate the loss in the privacy of your own thoughts.

McCoy continues to lash out at him directly afterwards:

He was a hero in every sense of the word, yet his life was sacrificed for nothing. The one thing that would have given his death meaning is the safety of the Enterprise. Now you've made that impossible, Mr. Spock. [...] I really came here to find out why you stayed and fought. [...] You could have assured yourself of a captaincy by leaving the area. But you chose to stay. Why?

Spock coldly replies:

I need not explain my rationale to you or any other member of this crew.

They snap at each other until they find the recording left for both of them by Kirk in the case of his death. It (hilariously) begins:

Bones, Spock, since you are playing this tape, we will assume that I am dead, that the tactical situation is critical, and both of you are locked in mortal combat.

The message is honestly both wise and heartwarming about how they should respect each other and both have important qualities to offer in a crisis. McCoy immediately feels ashamed of how he's been behaving at such a moment, and tells Spock:

Spock, I, er, I'm sorry. It does hurt, doesn't it?

Spock bleakly replies:

What would you have me say, doctor?

8— "Turnabout Intruder" (Season 3)

Context: in the very peculiar series finale, Kirk's autocratic and vengeful ex-girlfriend uses some kind of machine to take control of his body, leaving him trapped in her body. Spock notices almost immediately that "Kirk" is acting out of character and that "Janice" clearly knows something, so he goes to talk to "her" and Kirk tells him everything. Spock thinks it's possible but there's no certain proof, and Kirk urges him to mind-meld with him:

You are closer to the captain than anyone in the universe. You know his thoughts. What does your telepathic mind tell you now?

Spock melds with him and is promptly convinced.

Bonus: Spock tries to help Kirk escape shortly thereafter and holds his wrist/hand for a good twenty seconds.

9— "The Paradise Syndrome" (Season 3)

Context: Kirk becomes a carefree amnesiac stranded on a planet of transplanted Indigenous people (it's as bad as it sounds), but there's a much more well-done subplot around Spock commanding the Enterprise in the meanwhile. He stubbornly risks the ship (again) to try and rescue Kirk, but the attempt disastrously fails, leaving the ship with only impulse power. McCoy says in some frustration:

Well, Spock, you took your calculated risk in your calculated Vulcan way, and you lost. You lost for us, you lost for that planet, and you lost for Jim.

Despite his exasperation, McCoy still tries to get Spock to rest. Spock simply ignores him and orders the ship to head towards the planet Kirk is stranded on, still stubbornly set on rescuing him, even though they have no warp capabilities and have to travel entirely by impulse power. When McCoy protests that it'll take months, Spock replies:

Exactly 59.223 days, doctor.

And there's no clever solution around it, either. They do take nearly two months getting to the planet and Spock spends 58 days of the journey fixated on figuring out the puzzle that will allow them to save Kirk. McCoy tries to get him to eat or sleep, since he's done little of either for over 50 days, but Spock refuses to do anything except prepare for rescuing Kirk:

I'm also aware when we arrive at the planet, we'll have barely four hours to effect rescue. I believe those symbols are the key. [...] I am not hungry, doctor. [...] My physical condition is not important, doctor. That obelisk is.

McCoy eventually threatens to call security to force him away from studying the puzzle and make him lie down, so Spock finally goes to bed. As soon as McCoy is gone and out of earshot, Spock just gets back up and returns to contemplating the puzzle until he has a breakthrough.

Then upon beaming down and finding an injured, still-amnesiac Kirk, Spock mind-melds with him to try and repair his memory.

I am Spock. You are James Kirk. Our minds are moving closer. Closer, closer, closer, James Kirk. Closer. [...] Our minds are one. [...] Spock!

Spock breaks the link and falls back, gasping. When McCoy asks what's wrong, Spock just says:

His mind. He is an extremely dynamic individual.

10— "The Enemy Within" (Season 1)

Context: Kirk has been split into two people, representing each half of his personality: one half is noble, intellectual, and restrained, but cautious and indecisive, while the other is strong and bold, but vicious, selfish, and violent. At this point in the episode, Spock et al don't know about the split, so good!Kirk is oblivious and evil!Kirk's bizarre behavior is being attributed to normal Kirk. McCoy sends Spock to the captain's quarters to find out what's wrong with him.

Spock dutifully goes to Kirk's quarters, where he finds good!Kirk relaxing without a shirt on and promptly realizes he's gay loses the ability to put normal sentences together. It's difficult to overstate or even describe the homoeroticism of this scene, so judge for yourself:

Bonus: after Spock realizes he's dealing with only half of Kirk and has taken up helping him present a good front, he has to keep correcting good!Kirk's weaknesses and tells him that acting like actual Kirk means "You can't afford the luxury of being anything less than perfect."

11— "Errand of Mercy" (Season 1)

Context: Kirk and Spock are trying to pass themselves off as members of a species of ostensibly docile, peaceful people being (ostensibly) colonized by the Klingon Empire. Kirk in particular struggles to keep his head down, and when a Klingon shoves and threatens Spock, Kirk loses his shit and nearly clobbers the Klingon. Spock manages to calm him down and as they walk away, Kirk mutters:

You didn't really think I was going to beat his head in, did you?

Spock replies:

I thought you might.

Kirk says:

You're right.

12— "Amok Time" (Season 2)

We all know about this one, let's be real. It's difficult to even choose a moment—Spock confiding in Kirk about Vulcan mating practices (Kirk: O_O) and his loathing of the prospect, with Kirk protecting his confidentiality ("I haven't heard a word you've said"), Kirk defending his own choice to implode his career and defy Starfleet (without breaking Spock's confidence) to rush Spock to Vulcan ("I owe him my life a dozen times over. Isn't that worth a career? He's my friend"), Spock telling Kirk he'll undoubtedly find pon farr "distasteful" and Kirk responding "Will I?", Spock begging T'Pau not to let T'Pring choose Kirk as her champion ("I will do what I must [in combat], T'Pau, but not with him! ... In the name of my fathers, forbid. Forbid! T'Pau. I plead with thee! I beg!"), Spock's bleak response to T'Pau's "live long and prosper" after his victory ("I shall do neither. I have killed my captain and my friend"), Spock explaining that his pon farr vanished the moment he thought he'd killed Kirk ("When I thought I had killed the captain, I found I had lost all interest in T'Pring"), McCoy trying to get Spock to admit that his relief at Kirk's survival is illogical and Spock blatantly lying that he is just concerned with the loss of an effective captain, to which Kirk simply responds "Yes, Mr. Spock. I understand" while McCoy splutters ...

But honestly, my favorite is the brief moment of unrestrained emotion when Spock discovers Kirk is still alive and he cries "Jim!" as his whole face lights up and he grabs him. It's one of the only times in TOS that he's in his right mind and yet too overwhelmed to hide what he feels, and it's famous for a reason.

[sorinbds]

hii, Sorin!!

I wonder if you could write Luka acting vulnerable with the reader🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭being the prince of the stage must not be easy at all and I just want to pamper him love

-Miri <3

Luka x reader

N/A:I completely agree, being the prince of the stage must not be easy.Remember that my glasses are lost and that is why there will inevitably be spelling errors.I will correct it in the future

The room was tinted with dull colors, the only light came from a candle that was threatening to go out. You sigh softly with the weight of Luka's head resting on your lap, his soft gold hair. His eyes reflected the flame of the candle, while his breathing was faint.

At first, luka had been skeptical of you stroking his hair. He rarely had the luxury of relaxing and trying to forget about the scenario he was created for, but you had convinced him to take a break from his practice, currently his eyes were closed and his usual tense features were relaxed. He seemed so relaxed that you were afraid to make any movement.

Your fingers trace soft circles on his soft hair, trying not to ruin his peace of mind. You couldn't hide the happiness of seeing Luka with a calm expression. These last few days had been difficult since his opponent had hit him violently.

The light of the candle was dying so you try to get up gently so as not to wake up Luka who had already been visiting the land of dreams for a long time, you move Luka's position to stand up. When you were at the foot of the candle, you grabbed a lighter to light the flame.

Behind you, a faint whisper stopped you in your tracks, as you turned, you looked at Luka's eyes open, his deep eyes looking at you through the darkness.

-Are you leaving already? -His voice was somewhat low as if he were murmuring, sleep was still noticeable in him.

-I didn't mean to wake you up - you said softly, taking a step towards him. He moved, gently sitting up and stretching his arms out as a sign that he wanted to return to your arms.

You return to the bed with a slight smile, his arms around your waist, his head on your shoulder, his eyes open slightly, before he closes them completely.

"Stay," he said, whispering as if it were a secret between you and him, and in some parts it was.

and you did it, embraced by its quality

[icescrabblerjerky]

Miri's dumb advice for staving off the darkness that aren't just sleep more/eat a food/drink water:

Clean ONE thing. Could be your computer keyboard, could be making your bed, could be wiping the dust off the shelf that has your favourite books on it. Just. One thing. Clean it. It's a tiny thing but it might lead to you remembering why that thing is important to you and I've done this a few times and it's led to me cleaning the entire house. IT DOESN'T HAVE TO THOUGH. You've cleaned the thing that matters.

Go outside for thirty seconds and look at the sky. Just look at it. That shit's magnificent. If you don't have a view the sky is enough. There's clouds and shit in there and sometimes there are stars. It fucking HEALS you. LOOK AT THE SKY. LOOK UP. If you live in a city look at how buildings are different from below, understand their architecture, appreciate the beauty of a fire escape, but also the sky is blue or it's cloudy or it's a combination of the two and it's meant to be looked at.

Pat your pets or if you don't have a pet look at pets online and daydream about it. This has variable success rates and obviously if part of the reason you're depressed is you can't have pets approach this from whatever direction you need to.

MAKE SOMETHING. It doesn't have to be big. If you're hurting for suggestions then okay this is a double whammy, watch This Video and then make yourself a hexaflexagon. It's fun TRUST me and at the end you have a cool fidget toy.

Talk to a friend. Just say hi. Say "hey are you about, I'm lonely wanna chat?" then think of the dumbest thing you have to talk about and do that.

Remember I think you're awesome. Anyone who's reading this. I hope that helps too.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Buddy Daddies x Delinquent Teen Reader (2)

“Did you eat breakfast today?”

“....”

“(Y/n)?”

“He asked you a question, (Y/n).”

“I heard.”

“Answer. Him.”

“...”

“(Y/n)...did you eat?”

“...”

Kazuki sighed as Rei easily wrestled the controller out of your hands to toss you over his shoulder

Not even bothered by your violent struggles he took you to the room designated as your punishment room

Where Kazuki or Rei would hold you tight until you let them hold you peacefully 

Training you to obey them in the form of cuddles like a chicken

So in the dark room, your wriggling and cursing slowed as Rei’s hold held firm

But even when you stopped struggling and leaned back into his chest 

He didn’t release you 

Instead, he carried you along with him as he went into the tub

No doubt to sleep 

With the darkened surroundings, Rei’s firm hold, and the warmth of his arms you reluctantly joined 

“Where’s (Y/n) and Papa Rei?”

“Ah, they’re napping right now.”

“Oooh I want to–”

“Ah ah! Didn’t you say you wanted to make (Y/n) their favorite lunch?”

“OH Yeah!”

“Alright then let’s get to work!”

When you awake so is Rei, hold unrelenting and forcing you to gently notify him

“Better?”

“Hm.”

“Are you going to behave?”

“Yes.”

“....” 

He didn’t believe you but Kazuki told him he had to be gentle

Apparently, the perfect life they were giving you wasn’t a welcome change

He’d prefer to lock you tight and show you the joys of a single room 

Like he used to know

Then they could work on building you out of that

But Kazuki already thought his old lifestyle was problematic and he didn’t need that rubbing off on Miri now

“The next time you misbehave you won’t be playing Kart for a month.”

You sucked your teeth but nodded your head

“Ah, you two are back!”

“(Y/n)! Look what I made for you! All by myself!”

“Miri!”

“Hehehe we made it for you! See, see? Look, look!”

“Uh, thanks, Miri.”

“(Y/n) has something to say.”

“....No.”

“Excuse me? What’s this about?”

You wanted to punch that smile off his face

“...The answer to the question you asked. It's no.”

“Well, then you better eat up the delicious meal me and Miri made for you!” 

He rubs the top of your head as you sit at the table 

Not oblivious to the warning look Rei is giving you as Miri offers to feed you 

You accept with clenched fists 

How you wish you could get out of here

[manias-wordcount]

Rest and Replay (Rei Suwa)

Kinktober 2024 Day Twenty-Four: Sleepy Sex

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

A couple minutes ago, you could have sworn the Rei was just about ready to pass out.

A quick glance tells you that it's way past your bed, despite being the normal witching hour that you can find Rei up at whenever you come into the living room to check up on him. But usually, Rei isn’t this tired around this time. Though, you suppose it couldn’t be helped on all occasions. Spending the day with Miri can drain the energy out of anyone. And the story game Rei put on for you to watch him play while Kazuki gets Miri fed, bathed, and ready for bed was starting to hit a particularly boring spot. So this time around, you suppose it was only natural to have witnessed Rei start to sway in his seat before leaning heavily into you. And you were bound to see his eyelids start to grow heavier and heavier with each passing moment, even as the bright light of the screen may it hard to settle down completely. 

But that was a couple minutes ago. That was a couple minutes ago before Rei started groaning in his sleep. That was a couple minutes ago before Rei started shifting in his sleep to get more comfortable while lying up against you. That was a couple minutes ago, back when Rei didn’t have a tent growing in his pants that always seemed to keep him from falling into too deep of a sleep.

That was a couple minutes ago before Rei’s eyes peeked open as he asked if it was okay if he put you on your back and took off your shorts for a bit. 

To be honest, you didn’t think he could handle it. Your heart skipped a beat at the question sure. And you could already feel a wetness growing in between your legs at the thought of it. But Rei seemed just so exhausted. Like he was more in desperate need of a nice, warm bed rather than anything you could offer. But then he crawled on top of you and leaned in real close to kiss your neck and roll his hips into yours while pressing his clothed cock against your covered entrance. And your legs found themselves wrapping around his waist while your fingers started to thread themselves through his hair. 

And suddenly, you were the one kissing at his jaw and his cheeks and his neck while he was making you promise to be quiet for him as he slid your shorts and panties down your thighs before folding you in half again on the couch. After all, you couldn’t afford to be caught right here- not while he’s busy lining up his cock with your slick, awaiting entrance. Ready to push it in as soon as he feels like it.

And at the same time, you couldn’t be bothered to go back to his room and do it there. Not while what you really want is just right in front of you- already within reach.

“Rei…” You do your best to keep your moaning to a minimum when he does finally decide to take the plunge. It’s impossible to ignore that initial stretch you feel. You can’t count how many times you’ve been with him and Kazuki at this point. But it’s still hard to keep in all your little gasps as he fills you up slowly. Though it’s not like he’s faring much better either. You can tell by the low, deep groan he lets out the second he finally bottoms out inside of you. He’s kind enough for both of you that he decides not to start moving right away. But that doesn’t change just how full he makes you feel as he sits there, letting you get used to his cock all over again as your warm, wet walls flutter around him. And that doesn’t stop you from feeling compelled to let him how it feels. “...really…really big…”

“Mmm…” Rei let out a small sound of acknowledgement, as you recognized some level of understanding in his dark eyes. Under the harsh lights of the TV screen, you can tell that he still must feel a little sleepy at the moment. But he also seems content. Happy, to be here. Happy to be inside of you even. It makes you feel a little bashful as you start to shrink under his intense gaze. But Rei didn’t work you up and lay you out just for you to start getting a little shy on him. Especially since the two of you have been in this exact position many, many, many times before. “...feel so good…”

The sound of his words causes a few shivers to run down your spine as his deep mumble resonates in the space around you. And then almost instantly, you find him wrapping his hands around your waist to keep you in place while he gives \an experimental roll of his hips. Naturally, his action is effective for what he sets out to do: making you both feel good. Really good. So a second later, you find yourself clutching onto him while gasping out in quiet pleasure. You can tell he feels proud of his actions. You can tell it’s exactly what he wanted to happen. Because barely a moment passes before he’s rolling his hips into you again- pushing his cock deep inside of you, before dragging it halfway out and pushing it back once more. 

“Rei…” You whisper his name out again as your face eyes start to half-lidded and your airy gasps threaten to dissolve into desperate whines. You can’t think of anything to say. You don’t have anything meaningful to say. But a second ago, the two of you were feeling sleepy. A few minutes ago, you were wondering if Kazuki finally got to bed after handling Miri’s nighttime routine or if the girl gave him any trouble. Hell, an hour ago, sex was the furthest thing from being on your mind. And now? “...like that…like that please~!”

You’re starting to wish you or he initiated things sooner. 

He lets out a grunt at your soft moans- a sound that’s almost completely lost to your ears of the subtle, dull sounds the couch makes every time his movements force it to rock in place on its legs. But shortly afterward, you feel him adjust his position a bit so that he’s hovering directly above you on his hands and knees while still fucking you nice and deep in missionary. This position makes it a little bit easier to forget where you are at the moment. It makes it a little bit easier to forget just about everything but him at the moment. That’s why your eyes are already on his face when his gaze flickers up from watching his cock grow creamier and creamier each time it disappears and reappears from inside your pussy. That’s why you’re able to tell that he’s starting to seem slightly more awake despite the ever-presented exhausted expression on his face. Though you suppose it must be hard to stay perfectly sleepy like this.

Because even though his pace is slow, it’s purposeful. It reaches deep and reminds you of just how well he knows your body by now. It shows you that it doesn’t that him pounding you into the couch to make you feel so good, that your toes start to curl. All it takes is him. All it takes is him taking care of you. Being sweet with you. Fucking you. In ways that are perfect for the occasion. Perfect for the setting. Perfect for the mood. Perfect for staying in the moment with him and him alone. 

Although, you’re not completely naive. You know the type of risk you run by letting yourself get fucked a little dumb on the living room couch with the TV still on. You know the type of risk you run by not forcing yourself to stay perfectly quiet while Rei stuffs you full of his cock and sucks a few hickies onto your neck in favor of keeping himself under control. All you can say is that you’re more than lucky that it was Kazuki who came up to the couch after wandering around the apartment, unable to sleep. You’re more than lucky that it was Kazuki who found the two of you making a mess of the couch and all the clothes the two of you couldn’t be bothered to take off.

And most of all? You’re more than lucky that he was kind enough to drop his pants and offer you something that will for sure keep you quiet.

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

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Same night. Same bed. Kazuki felt a heavy feeling on his chest only to be struck by a little fist on his chin that belonged to one mighty Miri Unasaka. Still reeling from drowsiness, he tried to keep the child away from his body. He placed her gently between him and Rei, who was snoring softly. The cat found its way to their bed as well. What we need right now is to buy the biggest bed available in the market. This couldn’t go on as he closed his eyes and tried to sleep for the second time.

[wyn-n-tonic]

That's a Real Fucking Legacy: The Marks You Saw

Pairing: Joel x f!reader (formerly Tommy x f!reader). Word Count: 2.1k+ Warning: Alcohol mention. Drugs mention. Emotional word vomit. Author's Note: And you can tell a friend to tell a friend...she's baaaaack. Not really but I have been dealing with some heavy stressors at work and in my personal life that has stunted my writing so it felt good to get something out that I'm actually proud of. I think? Anyway... no beta, we die like men.

“Do you ever see me?”

Leaning back, you assess the man across from you—the scar that’s nicked into his eyebrow, the freckles that are scattered like spray paint across his nose.

The deep brown, almost black, of his eyes that match his brother’s.

Your daughter’s.

“I'm looking at you right now,” you say and it’s immediately apparent that’s not what he meant.

But you knew that.

“No, sweetheart—“

“I asked you not to call me that,” you remind him. “That's not who we are to one another anymore, Tommy.”

A terse nod.

“And no, I do not see you when I’m with him.”

“Did you ever?”

Did you ever?

Did you?

It’s been so long.

Pushing out a breath, you suggest that maybe you did in the beginning. “I was devastated, Tommy,” you say. “I was imagining the worst things possible, I was having waking nightmares which”—you laugh—“says a lot given the state of our world today. Especially in the Zone.”

His eyes take on that glassy look, the one he gets when he thinks too hard or sits for too long. The same way his brother’s do.

Something you hope your daughter will never mirror.

“But never me? Never now?”

He’s so still, you wish he would move or stand—breathe. It’s still so weird to see him breathing, to see him talking. Instead he just sits there on the other side of the small living room where the only thing that seems to rise and fall is his gaze on every part of you not covered by the threadbare fabric of twenty year old clothes.

“Tommy, I saw you dead and then I saw white, hot blinding rage. But I didn’t go to your brother as a replacement for you, I went because you told me to. If you’re still holding a grudge, I suggest you find whatever’s left of a mirror and confront yourself about it because I didn’t do anything wrong and neither did he.”

“But—“

“Tommy,” you cut him off, “I will always love you but I will never again love you like I did.”

Another nod and he finally does move, readjusting himself slightly in the chair as if he’s uncomfortable. But this discomfort is his own fault. You tell him so as soon as he even dares to say it.

“At some point, Tommy, you have to find closure because we cannot keep having these conversations—“

“Because it’ll hurt my brother’s feelings?”

“Because it’s hurting you, it’s hurting me to hurt you like this over and over again. And, yes, it hurts Joel. If I had ran into your arms when you showed up out of nowhere, he would have stepped to the side and remained quiet and let you back into my life. He still would. He is still afraid that I will decide he is too far gone and too fucked up and he will wake up to an empty bed and an empty crib because I went back to you.”

“Because I’m so easy?” He asks. And, somehow, it’s the first time you smell the whiskey stuck so heavily to him.

At no point during the day have you seen him drinking. Not out in the gardens or the community center. He didn’t even smell like this when he showed up here and you didn’t think his presence was due to anything other than not wanting to be alone.

But that’s as far as memory can serve. Because your attention and all your senses have been occupied by other activities.

Like the smell of the stables when Miri wanted to see the horses.

Or the smell in the crook of her neck, the smell that lingers in her hair.

Pulling her sleeping form tight to your chest, you inhale it again—the soft baby smell that’s going away.

“You are far from easy, Thomas Miller,” you say. “An easy man wouldn’t torture himself like this. But that’s what you’ve always wanted, Tommy. You want to be some complicated soul who saves the day. You already did. Me, Joel, Miri… we’re all here.”

Tommy inhales, deep, and stands to his full height. “I should leave you,” he says, before laughing and pushing both hands through his hair. “I guess I already did that though, huh?”

“Tommy…”

Stopping at the door, he takes another deep breath, his broad back expanding and deflating just as fast as he says, “more and more, I see my brother wearing the same marks you used to give me but it’s different.” A hiccup escapes its way from deep within his chest and he turns until his back is to the door. “He is covered in you in every way I always thought I was.”

“Am I supposed to apologize?”

His head shakes. “No, I-I think I’m trying to apologize to you.”

Looking down again into Miriam’s fragile, sleeping face, you see all the parts of her father truly starting to take shape across her features. Golden skin with a smattering of freckles; a strong nose set against soft cheeks—perfect, gentle little girl who looks like such an imperfect but gentle man.

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” you say but when you look back for Tommy, he’s already slipped through the door to make the short walk back across the street to his own home.

Purple blooms beneath the golden skin just below his ear, in that spot that smells most like him. By now, it’s about as permanent as any tattoo ever was because you spend your days and nights putting it there.

But not just there.

He has marks along his collarbone, marks bitten into his chest and shoulders and the side of his hand.

Some happened as a byproduct of stifling your pleasure against his skin. Others because you didn’t catch the moans in time so he had to do it for you. But, if you’re being honest, all of them are a subtle way of saying back off.

Not just to the curious eyes of the horny, lonelier women in the compound but to the world, too.

After all, all these bruises sucked into his flesh are the same purple-red of the knotted scars that have risen like unwelcome mountains across his body.

Your way of saying lust-filled eyes can’t have him and neither can the earth.

Your way of saying mine.

He came home far too late with eyes way too tired. He showered, rubbed mint soap across his body and tried so hard to be quiet on his big, heavy feet. But you were already up, eyes open to stare at the wall while you waited for him to come to bed and the only thing that kept running through your mind is Tommy’s question.

“He asked me if I still saw him,” you whisper across the short distance between where you lay.

“You see him all the time,” Joel says lazily, one arm draped across your body. “Hell, you could go see him right now. Just open the window and throw a rock at his.”

“Joel, you know what he meant,” you say.

“I do,” he affirms. “And I think about the possibility enough already so I don’t need to commiserate it with the target of all my greatest fears.”

A beat passes and his breathing begins to even out and, when you ask him if Tommy is really his biggest fear, you hope he’s already asleep so he doesn’t have to answer it.

So you don’t have to hear it.

Instead, Joel pushes up onto his elbow, body coming to hover over yours as he flips you back into the mattress and says, “he is now.”

“Why?” You ask, circling the edge of one of those darker patches etched into his skin. “Why would Tommy be your biggest fear when you know what’s out there?”

He shrugs and the movement of his body slips your touch further down, over the ridge of the scar to shatter the illusion that it could’ve been just another one of yours. They all look the same in the dark.

In the dark, he was never hurt.

“My brother is always going to love you and he’s always going to think our daughter should be his,” he says. “He's always going to be the first one of us that you loved.”

“That Tommy is gone,” you say. You don’t know how many times you have to say it.

“I see the way he looks at you.”

“It should be the way I look at you that matters,” you tell him. “It should always only ever be the way that I look at you.”

Joel smiles, that lone dimple pocketing his left cheek, as he drops himself down across you and all of his weight from all of this world comes down with him as your arms wrap around his neck with fingers tangled into wild, unkempt curls that have gone so gray.

That’s when his breathing does even out, soft snores overtaking him as you keep lying there and looking at the ceiling.

In the dark, he was never hurt and it hits you then that the dark is the only place Tommy lets himself hurt.

Sunrises aren’t your thing but you’re already up and dressed by the time it comes around. Usually, by the time you wake, most of the compound is up and working—playing in the sun where you don’t like to be.

For so long, night hasn’t been safe. Not even back in Boston. But here? It’s safe for you. He was never hurt in the dark, your face was never gray and bloodshot in the dark. Miri never had to see her parents falling apart in the dark.

That’s where Tommy finds you. Sitting on the rickety old bench outside in his yard, watching your breath swirl through the air in the early morning light, your feet kicking like a little kid’s.

“You're up early,” he drawls. He sounds like shit.

“Couldn’t sleep,” you say.

“You want coffee?” He asks.

“That depends,” you say, “you still slipping Seth’s rust bucket”—your nose scrunches—“whatever he has the audacity to call that in there?”

Tommy smiles for the first time in a while. “It's alcohol,” he says.

“It's piss,” you retort. “And no, I don’t want that or the coffee it goes in. I just need to say something to you.”

He moves to sit before you stop him, pulling back further into the old, worn wood as you push your hand out. If he’s hurt about that, he doesn’t let it show.

“I’m giving you until the end of the day to toss every drop of everything you’re hoarding,” you tell him. “The pills, the booze. I find it incredibly disconcerting that we’ve made it this far in a world without everything that you’ve been able to find it.”

“Swee—“

“No,” you cut him off. “I let you do a whole lot of speaking last night, Tommy, and I let you hurt me. I have continued to let you hurt me and hurt my husband and I will not let you do that any longer. I don’t care that you’re a grown man, I don’t care that you blame me for this broken heart of yours, but I do care about you. Because, yeah, I put myself all over him. I dig my nails and my teeth and the heels of my feet into him every chance I get. But I do it because of you.”

“To make me jealous?” He asks, eyes narrowed.

Laughing, your head shakes. “Because I lost you,” you tell him. “All I had was a note that said you wanted better for me and all I thought about was how it really meant you wanted better than me. You pushed yourself out into this world without so much as a goodbye and you had no parts of me stuck to you reminding you to come home. I don’t make that mistake with Joel.”

“He's the better for you.” It’s not a question. Tommy Miller may be a lot of things but he is not a dumb man.

“Yeah,” you affirm, pushing off the bench to stand, “and I need you to get your shit together so you can find the better than me.”

He doesn’t speak, there’s no response even as you step back towards your own house across the street but it doesn’t matter and you won’t hear it.

Quietly, you push the door closed, toeing off your shoes at the entrance and pulling each layer from your body before crawling back into the bed you left an hour ago.

And if Joel noticed, if he woke up, it didn’t keep him that way. He doesn’t stir when you force your cold body back beneath his either. It’s enough to bring a very silent prayer forward from your lips to the same ceiling you stared at for so long last night.

The Tommy that could’ve been died in your heart a long time ago and it’s about time the one who scares Joel does, too.

[mimiri22-6]

I finally watched Transformers One and now I finally have a favorite movie

holy shit

holy fcucking shit omfg

Op and Mega, prabably, most likely, RC and B! The Primes! I almost cried. The story. How elmost every origin is touched on, THAT WAS 100% HOT ROD AT THE END RIGHT?! RIFGHT?! IM NOT CRAZY! I have screamed full volume multiple times at 5 am while watching. I had to stop multiple time To Scream. If I was in a movie theater, I would have been INSUFFERABLE! STARSCREAM?! Everytime starscream talked, a moment would pass for and then catch up wiht me and I'd scream again.

For the first half of the movie I would have been ok in the movie theater, but-BUT THE MOMENT I absorbed the fact that STARSCREAM is older than Megatron by a FUCKTON, I would have LOST IT IN THEATERS!!!!! THAT IS SO GOOD, HAS THAT ALWAYS BEEN IN THEIR LORE?! HAVE THE GEARS ALWAYS BEEN IN THEIR LORE?!?!!!?

I took so long to watch this because I was afraid of being disappointed by it. I like the Michael Bay movies, I grew up with them and they're fun and exciting. The 80's movie has never been topped for me in terms of Transformers productions, it's just too fun and probably shaped me as a person. The only transformers show I watched a little of was Prime when it was airing and I only found out it was that one, specifically, tonight. Converse had a colab with hasbro for the anniversary and I already had something else picked out for my brother to get me for christmas, he asked, but I had to intercept them real quick because the joy of seeing those shoes and when they finally arrived and everytime I've worn them since, has Nothing on the custom ones I designed. And with the addition of me finally having a favorite movie for the first time of my life, I think those shoes and the happiness these robots give me will be a part of my spark FOREVER. Those shoes will be in threads and I'll just put them on a shelf for the rest of my life.....maybe be buried with them, I'm not sure yet

I need a Transformer tattoo.

BUT THE MOVIE!!!!!!

WHERE DO I START!!!!!!

Optimus and Megatron have been brothers in all but blood to me since I can remember and this movie just made it solidified. Their bond is EVERYTHING to me. Only finally seening their first meeting after their fallout, literally, was PERFECT. Slowly seeing the birth of Megatron because of his, absolutly justified, vengeful angry filled justice was, also, PERFECT. Optimus coming into his oun, having this destiny's journey just like hot rod in the future, and the fight for cybertron beginning once again?! ALSO PERFECT!

Speaking of Cybertron, HAS IT ALWAYS BEEN A PLANET TRANSFORMER LIKE UNICRON THIS WHOLE TIME?!?!!! SINCE WHEN WAS THAT TRANSFORMERS BIBLE?! THAT WAS THE FIRST THING I FREAKED OUT ABOUT WHILE WATCHING.

God, fuck, this movie was the best

I didn't trust big fake prime what's his name from the start. From his tone to my meta knowledge of the matrix and cybertron, I didn't trust a Thing that was happening on that planet.

cinema. absolute cinema. the biggest thing im thinking about rn in terms of cinema for the whole movie, theres multiple 'absolute cinema' moments, but the one I want, no, need, to talk about right now is after Mega and Op 'break up' for the final time. D lets go of Orian in pursuit of revenge and his eyes fully go red. Orian is taken to the heart of cybertron where the past Primes rest. The shots go back and forth on location and focus, D winning his fight, and Orian dieing for the first time. Sidenote, HE DID DIE! THEY MADE HIM MONOTONE JUST LIKE IN 1986!!!! EEEEEEEEE!!!!! I LOVE ITTTTT!!! But yes *ahem* The shot of Orian getting to the center of the cypertron lollypop being smash cut with the robot gore of D ripping false prime in half, something he does in his first encounter in the Micheal Bay movies, it's badass, was VISIONARY, BEAUTIFUL, EVERYTHING I WANT IN MY ROBOT GORE MOVIES! The ever-giving, ever-hopeful Prime being thematically challenged by the never-ending, ever-hurt, Megatron IS EXACTLY THEIR EVERYTHING!!! CINEMA! ABSOLUTELY!

What else, what goddamn else. I live for B calling himself, and being a badass. The ever fighing being hinted at by the old prime, being Able to see the whole fight with the last real prime. The glitches to the screen when the group get ambushed and knocked out by the old guard. Everyone's personalities throughout, you know where everyone ends and we have to sit there and watch the tragedy of it all just like any other of it's kind. The matrix was beautiful, a little distracting with Optimus' window chest, tho. The obvious return to everyone's 80's shapes and transformations even though Michael had somewhat of a hand in it again. The serious way we know the civil war is slowly going to take this plant in just a few years time, very Michael Bay version of them. B got to keep his voicebox, Starscream got his choked into submission. Literally everytime Elita fought, the way they animated her movement was top notch. Even though we the audience know something is fishy about the way Cypertron is currently running, we still get to go on the journey to find out Exactly what Happened to this planet our autobots talk so highly, and longingly of. HOLY SHIT The deception symbol being 1) a brand and 2) a brand Tortured Onto Megatron! The movie is Dark, the movie has Teeth, Bumblebee says Badass 5-6 times, BUT it's not a downer, not all the time. It's a slowly encroaching tragedy where we Know the worst has yet to befall, but it's a story of overcoming and standing for everything that's right and true, just as it's always has been.

I need more of this movie. I need the sequel where we loose Cybertron to the Decepticons and become fleeing, rebel, refugees in the end. I need it to end on a lower note, but we still get our Powerful as hell speech from Optimus igniting just as much hope as every other time he sends his message. On the note of his voice, Chris freaking Hemsworth did an AMAZING job slowly getting us used to Orian and then having a nearly classic Optimus gravel we know for that final epilogue. I had No clue he had that in him, I'm still in disbelief.

The voice acting was top notch, the animation was top notch, even though it took me a while to accept their fleshy faces, their robo-eyelids helped, the music and sound was top nitch, I already have the credit's song saved to one of my playlists. IT even has genius back and forth lyrics for Optimus and Megatron.

The worst part about this movie is 1) my dad will never get to witness is, I'm still gonna sit down with his ashes and put it on for 'us' to watch one day, probably, soon and 2) I HAVE NO ONE TO LITERALLY YELL ABOUT THIS TO! I HAVE NEVER HAD A FAVORITE FILM EVER AND IT'S FOR A FRANCHISE NO ONE I KNOW IN PERSON OR IN MY FAMILY CARES ABOUT! I'M GOING TO EAT SOLID STEEL ABOUT THIS!!!

...I need a transformers-sona now.

oh oh, one more thing for now, from what little synopsis I know about Earthspark, it sounds terrific and I'm 100% gonna watch it at some point and rewatch/fully watch for the first time Prime. This is my favorite Transformer thing now though, so nothing is probably ever going to top this for me. Take notes hollywood, this is what happens when you actually care about your projects and audience. Rewatchability.

[sakumz]

a/n : IM SO SMITTEN FOR HIM IM SO SAD I KUST FINISHED IT AND AND 😭😭😭

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[ s. rei x fem reader ]

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" rei papa, where's kazuki papa? " miri questions as she enters the bathroom rei often sleeps in.

a "huh?" was the only response she got as he went down, reading the note kazuki left on the table.

shaking silently, he tells her that kazuki papa has left them again. she lets his words register in her head, where did he go? the same thoughts flowing in rei. did they make him angry again? was it because miri refused to keep her own toys by herself or him playing too much again? maybe ignoring him...

he sighs before he looks over at the clock. pulling out his phone to check the date, it's a saturday. miri has no daycare, which means he's stuck to babysitting her the whole day. he tries to ring kazuki's phone, but it sends him back to his voice mail. he sighs as he puts his phone down. looking at miri as she stares back at him from the table.

" I'm hungry, I want cereal! " she says, for once he felt grateful her request was simple, else she'll be throwing a tantrum for not getting what she wants early in the morning.

as they silently eat breakfast, miri couldn't help but inquire another request.

" rei papa, if kazuki papa isn't coming home, will y/n mama come? " rei chokes at the question. y/n mama? that was the first time he heard her called you that. miri looks shocked at the sudden rei, he downs his glass of water. calming down quickly as he looks at her.

" I can call her to come over if you want, " she beams and excitedly starts jumping around.

" if you're done eating, put your bowl in the sink. " rei instructs as she quickly does as told, going to the living room as she awaits for him to come.

he sinks down on the sofa, whipping out his phone to dial your number. a few rings and you picked it up. miri presses her face against him as rei tries to put her at a distance. it was weird for you to receive a call from him first.

you sigh as your honey trap process was ruined. the guy you were drinking with at your brother's bar, thank goodness he allowed you to do whatever you want as he sent one of his workers over to serve you. you were trying to pry out as much information about his boss in the organisation and it was sooo going to go downhill the moment the phone won't stop ringing. you excuse yourself to pick up the call but the man asked that you just pick up the call here.

" he-hey? "

" y/n. please come over, " rei says in a monotone as you deadpan. your date glances over at you, leaning slightly as you move slightly back, hiding your face from the man.

" I cant-"

" rei papa! is that y/n mama? I wanna talk to her! " you cry internally, your poor poor mission-

from the line you hear rei prying her off him, as she gotten on top of his shoulders, whines spewing around about how mean he was as she hit his back. you take a quick glance at the man as he focuses on downing more and more drink. he's got a pretty lady by his side, he should enjoy it more often!

" rei. I'm on mission! " you whisper shouted.

" oh. " was the only response you got as he hung up immediately.

" y/n mama is busy today, " he tells miri as she stares back at him, on the verge of crying. she hasn't seen you in a week and the least he could do was let her talk to you. rei panicks as he pats her head, this was what kazuki did when she starts crying right? cooing at her not to cry as he offered the TV to her.

" was that your husband? " your date starts as you shake your head vigorously.

" honey, I promise that was just a- um. my brother! " he stares intensely, as you silently pray to all gods not to fail your mission, you were getting into the good parts too.

you lean against his arm, pushing it towards your chest in an attempt to seduce him. he can't leave now! you see his lips open for a moment before his gaze changes over, one of curiosity.

" you're the only one I want, honey " you whisper in his ears as you see him fuming red. pushing a whisky drink towards you, he urges you to drink more with him. you sigh as you manage to save your mission. better get this done faster so you could go home.

as he was looking away, chatting with his eyes staring right back at yours. you swiftly drop sleeping pills over to his glass.

" the boss doesn't go out often and he's often hanging around other girls at lucky bar! " you place your drink down at the sudden information. smiling to yourself as he's just given you the golden answer! this man was clearly drunk, you urge him to finish his cup as he obliged.

" why do you want to know so much about the boss anyway? " he yawns as the effect of the pills start hitting him.

" oh you know, they say he's a young rich fella. it did pique my interest, " the man stares at you with disbelief.

" he can't even fight with a gun! I'm a way better option, babe. " and rei is a way WAY better option you giggled to yourself, ruffling the man's hair as slumber finally consumes the man. you place the bill on the table as you exit the place.

you went into your car, driving to reis place. opening the door, as you kick off your heels. you're greeted by a very excited miri and a suprised rei before his face changed back into a poker.

" y/n mama! " she greets as she engulfs you in a hug, rei making his way to the door. you pat her head as your eyes make contact with rei. he gives you a nod as you sigh, miri clings to your leg as you drag yourself towards the couch. rei stares over your body as you place miri properly by the couch.

" how was the mission? " rei questions as you let out a longer sigh, covering your hands over your face. a blush rushing over when you remember the man's words about being a better fighter and your inner thoughts thought of rei first.

" it's alright, you guys nearly made me screw it up, " miri tugs at your dress as you turn to look at her.

" did mama y/n go to a party? "

" uh no? "

" she's cheating on rei papa with another man, " he uncharacteristically says as your blush deepens and he throws his whole body over the couch, wrapping his hands on your waist to pull you into a hug. miri jumps on his back as she started giggling, wigging behind his back.

" I'm sleepy, please just let me rest. " you ruffle his head as he smiles to himself. maybe kazuki being gone was a good thing afterall.

kazuki came back in the afternoon, he sighs as he noticed your heels by the door. rei couldn't take care of miri by himself?

he looks over to the couch, you were sleeping with a rei, hugging your torso and miri on his back. he laughs silently as he quickly takes a picture.

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as you awakened from your slumber, kazuki wakes both miri and rei. gathering everyone to eat at the table.

" did you screw up the mission? " kazuki asked as you and rei gave each other a quick glance before staring at the blonde. you shake your head no.

" how was it? " he shoots another question.

" it was alright- "

" you used honey trap right? " you internally panick at where this was going.

" honey trap? " miri asks as you glared at kazuki, cheeky smile slapping itself on his face.

" yes miri, it's when y/n mama says sweet things to rei papa and gets what she wants, " he points his chopsticks up like a teacher teaching his student on the whiteboard.

" so what, " you fumed as rei follows along, keeping a pokerface but the slight red on his ears isn't going anywhere from kazuki eyes.

what a sight.

[carefreecoffee]

Fluffmas day 6: Christmas Miracle w/Mirio Togata

Word count: 1.9k, Gender-neutral reader

The sun was up and shining through your bedroom window, the slight chill of the outside creeping in through the cracked window. You burrowed yourself within your plush duvet, the presence of your boyfriend gone. You shrug it off, moving your head underneath the covers slightly, succumbing to sleep once more.

Mirio smiles as he pokes his head through the door of the bedroom. He slowly walks inside, quietly and carefully, trying not to make any noise so that he doesn't wake you up, but when he is already right next to the bed, he can no longer help the desire to see you awake, so he crawls up next to you in bed.

He pokes your nose lightly, earning a grumble from your half-awake form. He chuckles softly at your grumpy demeanor and your sleepy behavior. He leans in a little closer as he reaches over and runs a soft hand through your hair. He whispers in a low, cheerful tone, a smile tugging at his lips, “Morning, sleepyhead!”

You glanced up, seeing his bright blue eyes glimmer in the sunlight. You smiled slightly, regaining some consciousness. “Hey Miri”

He grins, his eyes lighting up as you say his nickname. He moves a hand to cup your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing along your skin. “Merry Christmas, sweetie!” He leans in a bit closer, a smile still on his face. “Did you sleep well?”

You nod, sitting up and yawning to your heart's desire. His smile just grows at seeing just how sleepy you still are. It's incredibly cute, and it just makes his want to smother you with cuddles even more “Well, in that case, how about we go open some gifts now, hm?” he chuckles softly, ruffling his hand through your hair again.

You finally get up, wearing one of his random hero tees and some sweatpants, your bed head insane yet not unwelcome to Mirios gaze. The two of you head into the living room, sitting on the carpeted floor together. He grabs a present from under the tree and waits as you get comfortable. “You're such a grump after you wake up baby” he teases fondly, poking your cheek with a playful smile.

You grin softly, “Alright Mr. Sunshine and rainbows” 

He barks out a laugh at your sarcasm, crossing his legs as he sits next to you. “Hey, you're supposed to appreciate my sunshine and rainbows~ It's what makes me who I am” he teases, sticking his tongue out in a playful manner.

You chuckle and mumble a short ‘whatever’ before as you motion for him to open his gift. He grins at the soft sound of your chuckle, watching you for a moment before he finally turns his attention to the present in his hands. He carefully unwraps the gift and upon his eyes landing on the contents inside, his eyes immediately light up.

He carefully sets aside the wrapping paper and glances back up at you, a wide smile taking over his entire face. His eyes practically sparkle as he lets out an excited little laugh

“You got me tickets to the new hero movie we wanted to see!!!” He exclaims, clearly very happy about his present.

“Yep, premiere package and everything” You grin proudly, crossing your arms.

He grins back, looking down at the tickets again, his eyes going wide at the realization that they're premiere tickets. “Damn.. You really pulled out all the stops, huh?” he laughs incredulously, looking back up at you in amazement.

You nod before reaching under the tree for one of your many gifts. He watches you carefully open the gift, trying his damndest to keep his excited smile under control as he's practically dying for you to get to the contents inside. 

As you open the gift, you find a photo album full of... Photos of the two of you. The very first one dates all the way back to middle school.. Some are funny, some are serious and loving, and others.. Well, they're pretty "spicy".

He bites his lip, watching you carefully as he gauges your reaction. You raise your brows in surprise, flipping through it eagerly. “Mirio…”

He chuckles as you flip through the pages, his chest swelling a bit at the sight of his gift being well received. He shifts to sitting closer so he can see better as he glances down at the photos, a soft smile on his face. “Do you like it?”

You look between him and the book “Well- wah, duh i love it! Woah…”

His smile only grows, and after your response, a small blush rises in his cheeks. Seeing just how much you like his gift, he feels an intense sense of happiness. He rests a hand on your leg, his thumb gently rubbing along your skin as he glances back down at the pictures. “I'm glad.. You know, I really enjoyed making that album”

You smile, leaning forward and pecking his lips, closing the book. “And i am going to love reading it”

The gentle touch of your lips makes his smile widen, and he lets out a happy hum at your response. He leans a little closer, wrapping an arm around your hip and pulling you flush against him with a cheeky grin. “You better, because it took me forever to find all those photos!” He teases jokingly as he pokes your side.

The two of you proceed to open many more of the aforementioned gifts now being surrounded by plushies, new clothing, appliances and even multiple gift cards to some of your favourite shops. Finally you too get to the stockings, Mirio opens his first, grinning as he digs through the contents of the stocking, finding all sorts of small things you had packed inside. His eyes light up as he finds his favorite candy, and he immediately pops a piece in his mouth. “You're always spoiling me, you know that?” he teases, looking at you with a smirk.

You put your hands up in defense, “Santa felt generous this year hehe” You lean up, taking your stocking down. 

He laughs at your sarcastic response, his smirk growing wider as you go to grab your own stocking. “Yeah, Santa is feeling really generous today..” he comments lightly, his hands falling into his lap as he watches you carefully open the stocking he prepared for you.

You pick up the hefty stocking, pulling out a few of your favourite candies and items you had recently run out of along with a cute keychain with Mirios hero emblem on it. You flash it to him with a chuckle, “Cute, baby”

He grins a little wider at your little comment, finding you adorable when you praise his gift. He watches as you continue digging through the stocking, his heart pounding quickly in his chest as he waits for you to find the final item.

You stick your hand in, digging down to the bottom of it before feeling a smallish square box. You pull it out, observing that  it's wrapped neatly with a small silk bow around it. You grin softly, toying with it. “What's this?”

He swallows, his heart rate increasing a bit more upon the sight of your soft, curious smile as you hold the box in your hands. His own palms grow clammy as he watches in anticipation. “Why don't you open it and find out?” he teases, voice a little shaky but with a smile on his face nonetheless.

And that you do, opening it and unwrapping the festive paper. Underneath that was a small black box. You quirk your brow, looking between the box and Mirio before opening it gently.

Mirios heart feels like it might jump out of his chest as you unwrap the paper and open the small black box, his stomach tied in knots as he watches your expression change with curiosity. He's both incredibly nervous and excited at the same time, and he can barely breathe as he holds back the wave of anxious words that want to break free. As you open the box, you find a small, shiny silver ring sitting on the red velvet cushion within.

You furrow your brows, the dots connecting as you mumble. “Mirio...?”

He smiles nervously, his heart racing faster than he ever imagined it could as he looks at your confused expression. He takes a deep breath, before speaking, his voice shaky and his hands shaking just a little. “Yes, darling..?”

“Is this…..?”

His smile gets a little bit wider at the sight of your eyes welling up a tad, a hint of hope starting to bubble in his chest. He reaches over and gently grabs your hand, his fingers trembling just a little as he interlocks his fingers with yours. His eyes soften as he speaks again, his voice thick with admiration.

“Yeah. It is.”

He takes the box from your trembling hands to his, kneeling even though he really didn't have to with the height you too were at now. He held your hands in his own as he looked up at your beautiful face. He can practically hear his heart beating in his ears, and he knows he'll never be more nervous than in this moment

“Y/N, I.. I love you so, so much, and I can't imagine my life without you anymore. We've known each other for years, and ever since then I've only fallen deeper in love with you. So.. Will you do me the honor of being mine, forever more?” he asks, swallowing as he looks at you intently.

You shake your head before lunging in to hug him.”Yes Mirio!”

He lets out a happy sound, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close as you hug him, his body practically buzzing with happiness as you say yes. He burrows his head into your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to your neck as he holds you tighter against him.

Mirio pulls abc slightly, placing the ring on your finger and watches intently as it slides into place, his heart swelling with happiness at the sight of it. He brushes his thumb over the ring, admiring how it shines on your finger for a moment in silence, before looking back up at you with the brightest, most loving smile you've ever seen on his face

“It looks beautiful on you, my love..”

You smile stupidly, your cheeks starting to hurt a bit as the tears welling up finally threatened to fall. You lean in, capturing his lips within yours. He returns the kiss eagerly, using one of his hands to brush away any of your tears and cup your cheek, his other arm pulling you even closer to him so that he can press his body completely up against yours as the kiss continues.

After a while, he slowly pulls away, resting his forehead against yours as he continues to cup your cheek. His eyes flutter open gazing at you, his face only inches away from yours. He lets out a soft huff, his eyes full of love and warmth as he stares into yours.

“I love you so unbelievably much, babe..!”

You run your hands across his warm cheeks, pressing your forehead against his flushed one. “Me too, Mirio...goddamn i love you” 

He hums happily as you press your forehead to his, the feeling of your hands against his skin sending warm, tingly sensations down his spine. He closes his eyes for a moment as he soaks up your touch, a soft smile on his face as he lets his hands fall down to rest on your hips. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, y'know. Make you happy every day, and protect you, love you.. Forever.”

“I'd love nothing more”

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[luna-loveboop]

I like your favourites they are wonderful, thank you for sharing /gen <3

Your joy in art shows and is infectious- you made me smile just as much as the art itself did. Thanks :)

Also scrambled or egg whites or fried are my favourites, then boiled. I love eggs uhh. a lot. so good to know! You have eggcellent taste, I commend you.

Hey! What's your favourite thing you've drawn of Warriors? Asking because I need to see art of him, and favourites have a special touch I think.

Also l've meant to ask if you like eggs for awhile now and keep forgetting lmao do you like eggs?

hey!

Oooh! I have a bunch of fave drawings I’ve done of him hehehe my favorite is this one though, where I gave him his beauty mark for the first time and haven’t stopped drawing him with it since 🤭

but I’m also really fond of sleepy wars (+wind) too

oh and this one is also great, I love this one as well

and as y’all know I have a BIG soft spot for wars+wind so this is also amongst The Faves

And eggs! I love eggs, specially sunny side up eggs like ooough so good! I also like poached eggs A LOT!

[fictodreamer]

am sorry. that i just saw the post bout u having a bad morning ;; i hope ur feeling better… um. do u have bby name ideas for ur. expected second daughter btw-

Hey! It’s ok! I was mainly just being over emotional & sleep deprived 😂 But I felt much better by the afternoon! Thank you so much 🥹💚

Eeeeep! A few names! But I think at the moment we’re gonna go for this one below.

Miriam ~ but we’d mainly call her Miri! I think “Alba & Miri” just sound super sweet together! 🥹 It’s also the name of one of my close friends & artists that does a lot of the art of me, Bruno & our little family! ✨

I really love “Miriam Sofia Madrigal”

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

are you ever going to continue the buddy daddies series? There’s barely any Yandere buddy daddies content and less platonic Yandere buddy daddies

anyways I got an idea lol so it’s been a couple months and reader is bored and they really want to go outside not essentially escape just go outside and one day is perfect her dads are out on a business trip and they won’t be back till the next day the only problem is Miri it’s the weekend and reader is on baby sitting duty good for reader Miri is a child and the promise of ice cream she’ll keep quiet but the problem comes when readers on her walk she spots a puppy and makes the mistake of staring at it to long so the dog gets attached and follows them back home and to make it worse Miri saw the dog and now she has to figure out how to get rid of the dog before there dads come home but Miri is now obsessed

sorry for this long ass rant and the horrible grammar

You're absolutely fine, Love! 🖤🖤🖤🖤

New Addition | Platonic Yandere Buddy Daddys x Teen Delinquent Reader

I love the idea that you just so happen to have this trait about you that has helplessly weak and clingy little creatures gravitating towards you

And it just sucks that you have this dog constantly following you 

After your elaborate plan to have Miri sleep for just a couple hours

You hate to admit that it’s not so bad living with the weirdos in their fancy condo

ignoring Miri and the occasional smothering

But you can be sure that your fairly peaceful life is going to get a lot more hectic if you come home with this dog

You didn’t mind as you visited some of your old hangout spots and your other runaway buddies you could find

But it is a problem as your four hours of freedom is ending and this dog hasn’t stopped trailing after you

Undeterred by your hopping fences and scaling buildings

The stray pup is incredibly determined

Eventually relenting to sit eagerly on the doorstep of the condo

“Get outta here you crazy mutt!”

“*Yawn* (Y/n) where’d you go I was looking all over for–PUPPY!”

With just enough luck you might be able to convince Miri and the happy pup to get inside and pretend you didn’t leave the house for hours

“Where did you get that?! A Puppy?!”

“Well I–”

“(Y/n) found her and brought her home! Her name is Cupcake!” 

Rei puts it together immediately and is more angry that you left

Kazuki on the other hand is pulling at his hair because the puppy is already chewing at the carpet

Rei-papa is going to try and interrogate you about your little outing

But he’ll be unsuccessful because Kazuki and Miri desperately need your help to bathe and clean this rowdy puppy

When Kazuki and Rei are finally able to get Miri and Cupcake to sleep 

Rei’s finally able to interrogate you but after seeing how helpless they were when the puppy was awake you figure you’ll have some leverage

“Sure you can lock the doors and ban me from leaving…but I hope you’ll be happy living in this place when it’s covered in dog pee.”

“WHAT!?”

“Cupcake is an unpotty-trained puppy, who needs to be walked often to avoid accidents. You two work a majority of the time so it’ll be my job buuutt if you’d rather I stay inside–?”

“No! No! I will not have Cupcake destroy everything in our home!”

“Grrrr.”

You just have to play the game with these two 

And a puppy is a variable that’s plenty confusing