#he kept tagging things YES hahaha YES

[fettuccin-e]

Just This Once

Kinktober Day 18: Squirting + Dacryphilia

Tags: Din Djarin x Reader, afab!fem!reader, unprotected piv (pls wrap it before you tap it irl), fingering (r!recieving), squirting, light dacryphilia, Din being feral but also emotionally stunted (w/c: 1.7K)

A/N: Guess who fell behind on Kinktober again, womp womp. I will not give up though!! I am determined to finish, so please enjoy this Din fic that I may or may not have gotten too invested in while writing it and stay tuned for some more filth coming (and cumming hahaha) soon!! (for Kinktober I have been using this list from flightlessangelwings!)

There’s something about the coldness of space, the loneliness of it, that makes you so desperate.

When the Crest is quiet, the baby asleep, all you can feel is the vastness of the universe around you, your body cold and needy for touch. And Maker, the Mandalorian notices immediately, the way you cross and uncross your legs in the seat behind him, curling your fingers into your thighs as the stars fly past the ship. You don’t mean to be obvious, but Din always notices.

He knows how to treat you when you get like this, all needy and desperate for his touch, even when you don’t want to admit it. Din is willing to admit that you are far more than just a friend to him, but you both narrowly avoid the strength of the feelings between you both, the bond that drags you together. But still, Din knows exactly what you need, and he has absolutely no problem giving it to you.

He has you splayed across his lap, your back pressed against his chestplate, your head lolling back onto his shoulder. He’d lost his gloves the moment you’d peeled off your pants, his hands the only skin he’ll allow himself to touch you with. It’s a wonderful loophole for you, but an exercise in torture for him. He wants to feel your back pressed against his bare chest, trace his lips down your neck. Wants to feel your heartbeat against his, quick and warm and alive. 

This is the Way, he reminds himself, despite knowing, deep down, that he’s already broken something just by touching you without his gloves. But stars, how can he resist when your pretty, desperate little cunt pulses beneath his fingertips, begging for more, more, more.

He ghosts his fingers up the slick seam of your pussy, and has to hold back his own groan at the way you whine, pressing back against him as your hips twitch uncontrollably.

“Stars, you’re wet,” he grunts, pressing a thick finger into your entrance, already gaping with your need for something, anything to clutch onto. “Needed me this bad, cyar’ika?”

“‘M so- so empty, Din, fuck, it’s like,” you cut yourself off with a gasp as he starts fucking you with that one thick finger, feeling it drag across your walls. “It’s like I can’t fucking breathe without you touching me, Maker, I need it all the time, Din.” 

And it’s true. When you’d first started traveling with Din and the baby, you’d barely even noticed the loneliness. You’d been lonely your whole life, eager to escape your desolate little planet and see the stars.

But then Din had done this for the first time, when tensions had run too high, when things had gone just a little too far.

“Just this once,” he’d muttered, “Can I touch you?” he’d asked, and you’d said yes without a thought.

He’d peeled off his glove, touching your face gently, so gently with those calloused fingers. He’d laid you out on his small mattress, pressing the front of his helmet to your forehead as he let his hand roam the expanse of your body, squeezing your skin over your clothes before brushing them over your clit through your pants. When you’d jerked up and moaned, he could only let out a shaky exhale through his visor as he rubbed tight circles into it, enraptured by the way you whimpered and squirmed beneath him.

“Just once,” he kept muttering, even as he worked one, two orgasms out of your body, “just once.”

Except it happened again. And again. And again.

And now you can barely sleep without wanting, needing Din to touch you. He hasn’t fucked you; there’s an unspoken rule that he’s broken enough of the Creed for you, telling you his name, touching you like he does. You don’t question it, not when you’re the one getting fucked on his fingers until you’re in tears, ravenous for his hands on your body.

It’s like it gets worse as time goes on, your need for him. Even now, pressed against his chest as his thick thighs spread you wide for his hands, it’s like the first time. You writhe against him as he works another finger into your hot cunt, your slick covering his hand. You hump forward into them without meaning to, and you turn your head to tuck it into his cowl as he works you over.

Din fucks his fingers furiously into you, using his other arm to brace across your hips, keeping you pinned to him. He’s practically growling as he pumps his hand between your legs, crooking his fingers up to press against the spot that makes you cry so beautiful for him. He keeps his fingers pressed deep for a moment, just grinding the tips of them into that spot relentlessly and relishing in the way you cry his name so prettily.

“Din, please- oh fuck! Stars, it’s too much, it’s too much oh my- ah-” you wine, feeling tears start to build in your eyes as you edge dangerously close to that peak you need so bad.

“C’mon, mesh’la, let go for me, squeeze my fingers with this little cunt,” he growls, and fuck, you can’t even breathe as you let him work you over, making you cum so hard that you can’t do anything but gasp for air.

And Din can’t fucking take it anymore.

“Fuck, I-” you hear him say, and you turn your head to look at him, even as aftershocks wrack your body, even as his fingers stay buried inside.

“What, Din?” you whisper, and Din nearly curses at the sight of you. Your lashes are wet with tears, stars, why do you have to look at him like that? It wears at his carefully honed control, and fuck, he can practically feel it snap at the sight of you, as the feeling of you.

“Can I fuck you?” he rasps, and you hear him suck in a breath, “please let me fuck you.” You can't hold back the keening whine that leaves your mouth, and Din shivers behind you at the sound of it.

“Please,” you breathe, and Din pulls his fingers out of you without missing a beat, reaching behind you, between your bodies to pull his cock out of his pants haphazardly. You feel the hardness of it press against your lower back, and resist the urge to look. You don’t want to cross any more lines than he’s given you.

“Just this once,” he mutters, pulling your hips back over him, notching the thick head of his cock to your entrance. “Just need to feel you, once, fuck, just once,” and he pulls you down, down, letting his cock stretch you so wide, so perfect.

Months in space, just weeks of having Din touch you, stars, it’s nothing compared to this. You eyes roll to the back of your head as he settles deep inside, so fucking deep that it makes your toes curl.

“Dank farrik, that’s fucking tight-” he grunts, the hot, wet heat of your cunt pulsing around him almost making him fill you up right then and there. He bites his tongue, praying to the Maker that the pain stops him from ending this far too fucking soon.

He uses his hard, strong grip on your hips to roll you into him, grinding you down hard onto his cock. You can only take it as he punches his hips up in aborted, desperate little thrusts that grind into your sweet spot.

“Fuck, Din, it’s so big, I can’t-” you whine, but Din only growls beneath his visor, fucking up into you harder, and your head falls back onto his shoulder plate at the feeling of it. It’s so perfect, it’s everything you’ve needed, stars, how will you survive without him filling you up like this?

“Give me another one, cyare,” he mutters, and he uses one of his hands to bring his fingers to your clit, just like he did that first night. Except this time, his cock is inside you, spreading you so wide and pressing up into your g-spot with every fucking thrust in. You gasp for air, little whines punching out of your throat every time Din shoves in all the way. 

He’s a violent man, always has been, and fucking you is no exception. He fucks you like he hunts: fast, rough, fucking monstrous. Tears finally start to pour down your cheeks, and you hiccup through your moans.

“Look at you,” he rasps, “sobbing on my cock like the needy whore you are.” He doesn’t know what’s happened to him, he’s never talked like this, let alone to you. But stars, the way you moan for him has his head spinning, has words pouring out of his mouth like they’ve been trapped there all this time. “Mesh’la, squeezing me so perfect, never want to leave this perfect cunt.”

“Din, fuck, Din, I’m gonna- stars, I’m gonna-” you gasp, your hands scrabbling at the one hand he has rubbing at your swollen clit.

“C’mon, c’mon, let me feel it, need to fucking feel it-” he mutters, and oh-

You’re pretty sure you scream as you cum, but it’s hard to hear it over the ringing in your ears as you thrash in Din’s lap. You can feel him still inside you, his horrible fingers still rubbing dexterous circles into your clit as he floods your cunt with his cum. Your orgasm feels fucking endless, your thighs trying to close but still held wide by Din’s between them. 

When you finally start to hear again, the blurriness fading from your vision, you can hear Din behind you, muttering, “fuck, so beautiful, didn’t- didn’t know you could do that.”

“Do- do what?” you slur, still groggy, but as you look in front of yourself, you can see the mess you’ve made. You’d fucking squirted, your wetness drenching his thighs and the floor of the hull. The sight makes your head spin, and you hide your face in his cowl as he wraps his arms around you, hugging you close to him. The coolness of his armor is soothing to your overly-heated body.

“So good, you did so good for me, cyar’ika,” he mumbles beneath the visor. “So pretty, can’t believe- you looked so beautiful.”

You let yourself relax into his hold, and he doesn’t let you go. “Didn’t know I could do that either,” you mumble, sleep already weighing down your eyelids, exhaustion flooding your body. “We’ll have to try again later,” you mumble. “Don’t think once is enough.”

“It will never be enough,” you hear him whisper, “not with you.”

[seangelfish]

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FOR A LONG TIME YEIII amh I could ask for headcanons for bae and kanata with a cute mc fem from the town who just arrived in the city therefore she doesn't know anything about paradox or hiphop or the city in general je but she is open to learning new things uvu that would be all ~ thank you

MEETING A NEWCOMER

Featured characters: Allen Sugasano, Hajun Yeon, Anne Faulkner, Kanata Yatonokami ♡ Tags: Headcanons but also a bulletpoint fic, mutual crush, casual romance, she/her pronouns, not really proofread! Not really sure what to write for Hajun, so I'm sorry if it's not up to standard! ♡ Word count: 1,895 ♡ Synopsis: You, a newcomer, was introduced into a city of hip hop. You didn't quite understand it, but you were eager to learn from the people around you.

You have moved here for university, not knowing what this city was actually known for. You just assumed it was any other ordinary city...

Allen, who was one of your fellow classmates at university was an odd one. He didn't look friendly so you didn't try socialising with him at first, but when you saw how he acted towards his friends, you decided to at least try.

You found out that he was just awkward. He greeted you in return when you introduced yourself, but his eyes started sparkling when you mentioned that you were new to the area. He asked whether you're into hip hop, but if you weren't, he had some recommendations for you to listen to.

"Is hip hop that big here?" you asked him curiously.

"Yeah!" he exclaimed. "There used to be this place called Club Paradox where..."

You listened to him ramble on and on about hip hop and these legends called 'Buraikan' who founded these so-called 'Phantom Lives.'

It was all a little confusing, but it had you intrigued. Because of this, the two of you had exchanged contact info so Allen would be able to send you his recommendations. When you were finished listening to them, you would text him your thoughts. Gradually, you started having a taste for hip hop that in your free time, you'd visit record shops looking for songs that you haven't heard of yet!

Allen was always so appreciative of how willing you were to indulge in his interests — in his life. He wanted to show you more about the city and about hip hop, but he also just wanted to spend more time with you.

"I also produce and write my own songs!" Allen said one day, hoping that would impress you. "Would you like to listen to them?"

"Seriously? That's so cool. Of course, I'd like to listen!"

"Alright, just meet me at the club! I'm performing there as BAE with Anne and Hajun."

"C-Club?"

"Oh, haven't you been to a club before? Then I'll accompany you before our performance starts. It'll be fun!"

Why not? you thought.

Allen picked you up before his performance and showed you around the club. It was an interesting yet fun experience, but what you found kind of weird was how he kept holding your hand throughout it all. You didn't think too much of it though. He was probably doing that in consideration of you, so you wouldn't get lost in the crowd.

"So yeah, that's pretty much the gist of it!" he said. "Will you be okay here? We're starting in ten minutes."

"Yes, I'll be fine," you replied. "I can't wait to see you perform!"

"Alright, see you later, (Y/N)!"

Watching him perform live was amazing. You finally understood why people here liked watching 'Phantom Lives.' They were incredible! You were so drawn into Allen's performance that you couldn't see anything else but him.

"Haha, how was it?" he asked you, panting.

"It was so cool!" you chirped. "And that was the song you wrote too? It was great!"

"Hahaha, thanks, (Y/N)!"

So whatever Allen did with hip hop, you were there too. You became closer to him than before that he no longer was a classmate to you, but someone even more special.

Just like everyone else, you were drawn to Hajun's prince-like charms, but you never dared to speak to him. He was definitely on another level than you, and you didn't want to disturb him with your plain, ordinary presence.

However, fate brought you together when Hajun spoke to you first. He picked up clues that you were new around here and wanted to help you familiarise yourself.

Confused but thankful, you accepted his offer. He was like a tour guide, bringing you in his limo around the city. It was kind of awkward at first, but he eased you into it when he would ask you where you came from and why you decided to move. He was friendly, but you could taste the way he teased you too.

After bringing you to so many places, Hajun had asked you if you knew about hip hop or anything to do with phantom lives. When you denied it, he merely chuckled and said that you should watch him perform. He didn't go further than that, so you had to find out yourself what he meant by it.

BAE was his hip hop group where they performed phantom lives at clubs. You entered by yourself, waiting for the show to begin. Hajun was up there on stage accompanied by Anne and Allen. Their performance was spectacular. The way Hajun rapped was something you didn't expect coming from him, but at the same time, it made perfect sense.

"So you made it," he teased. "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Y-Yes, it was good!" you exclaimed. "Those were the illusions you talked about? They were pretty! How were you able to do that?"

"With my phantometal, of course," he replied, showing you the feather ring on his finger. He let you touch it due to curiosity. "Isn't it cool~?"

"It is!" you giggled. "Can I watch you perform again next time?"

"Haha, sure."

Not only did Hajun help you with familiarising yourself with the city, but with university work too. You should be grateful though because he wasn't doing this for just anyone. However, he was also questioning his actions when he thought about it.

He supposed that he was helping you out so much because he was also in a similar position when he arrived in Japan. He just wanted to make your experience here easy for you.

Plus hanging out with someone cute like you was actually fun. He loved answering whatever questions you threw at him especially those relating to hip hop. He always looked forward to your daily greeting in person and text.

Anne had caught an interest to you almost immediately. Of course, it was because you were cute, but it was also because your outfits were embarrassingly plain. They wondered if you'd allow them to dress you up. So one day in class, they introduced themselves.

Once Anne took in the info that you were new here, they were even more excited to become your friend. They wanted to show you everything! Entertainment, fashion, music, everything you were interested in!

And that's how you were introduced to hip hop too.

Taking in the knowledge of the city from Anne was like homework. They dumped everything on you so quickly that it was hard to grasp, but as they pulled you around the city, it was always so exhilarating.

"Oh, I'm also a part of BAE," they said. "It's the hip hop unit I'm in with Allen and Hajun. We usually perform at clubs, but we're going to be competing in Paradox Live next!"

"P-Paradox Live?" you queried. You knew of phantom lives since Anne mentioned those before, but this was different.

"Yep, it's gonna be huge! We're going up against other hip hop units to win ten billion! You'll come support us, right?"

Of course you were.

But standing in front of Club Paradox was intimidating. Everyone around you looked excited out of their minds, but you were the opposite.

"(Y/N), over here!" called out Anne. As you turned, they linked your arm with theirs and led you inside with Allen and Hajun. "I'm sorry, I'm going to have to leave you here," they continued. "But watch us closely, okay?"

Watching Anne perform that night was thrilling. Even when the rest of the units performed their songs, Anne's performance was something you couldn't shake off. The illusions that they described to you through words could not compare to the real thing.

After that, you would always watch Anne in person whenever they were performing with BAE in Paradox Live; cheering them on and voting for them. Anne would always look for you in the crowd too, happy that you appeared in their life.

Unlike BAE, you didn't meet Kanata at university. You bumped into him on the streets to university. You were lost and that's how you ended up at the slums. He thought you were an idiot, but he helped you out anyway.

You explained that you were new to the city, so you still didn't know your way around. Kanata was disinterested, but when you asked him why hip hop was so prevalent around here, his ears perked up.

He explained everything, but he also mentioned how there's 'real hip hop' and those who desire to make hip hop but fail. You were curious about what he meant by this, so you pressed him further into showing you what 'real hip hop' was.

He was about to refuse. He didn't really want to get close to you to begin with, but seeing that sparkle in your eye made him think otherwise. It also didn't help that you were kind of cute.

"Fine," he breathed. "When do you finish uni? I could show you today."

And so he did. After dropping you off at university, he picked you up straight after you were finished. It was evening by then, so the streets you walked on were crowded with people waiting for a team called 'Cozmez' to perform.

He grabbed your wrist and dragged you into some shady underground business, situating you in a corner where he was sure nobody could disturb you.

"Just stay here," he said. "You'll be okay."

"W-Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm performing."

Before you could say anything else, he grinned. "You'll see what real hip hop is, (Y/N)."

And he was gone. You noticed that he was with someone else too, someone that looked oddly similar to him that you just knew he was his brother. When they were on stage, the crowd cheered louder than before.

That's when Kanata started rapping. You watched him intently, your eyes following his every movement, his every word. The music was loud, but it was exciting.

"So this is a 'phantom live'..." you murmured to yourself as you watched the illusions the twins were creating. "It's beautiful..."

You didn't expect Kanata to come back to you right after performing, but he did, asking you what you thought of it. You caught the slight bit of excitement in his question which also surprised you because even if you had just met him today, you already had his character noted down in the back of your mind. He was rude and aggressive, but he was also kind in a way.

You smiled. "It was awesome! I can't believe this is what I was missing out on!" you replied. "You were amazing, Kanata!"

His cheeks heated up, but you couldn't tell as it was dim. "Thanks," he said casually.

"Eh~ who's this?" asked his twin. "Kanata, I didn't think you were that type of person–"

"I-It's nothing like that!"

Nayuta introduced himself because if his brother was willing enough to bring a random girl to a place like this, he was sure that Kanata was a little interested in you.

"Be good to my brother, okay?" he whispered into your ear teasingly.

From then on, you became close to the Yatonokami twins, but you were even closer to Kanata, the boy who helped you on your first day. He became a lot more patient with you as he introduced you to even more places around the city, familiarising yourself with hip hop and the story behind it. It was always so fun learning more things when it was with Kanata.

And perhaps, Kanata was a little thankful that you got lost in the slums that day too.

Intro page | Paradox Live masterlist | Request rules

[imraespace]

CHAPTER 08: SCHOOL DAYS..

JUST THE WAY THINGS GO || MEGUMI X READER

It was around 6 A.M. when your homeroom teacher entered the office. After yesterday's greeting with him, you decided on hiding away in your free time, perks of having Shoko as your aunt.

Before Suguru had entered the room, both you and your aunt were talking about your situation. You wanted to talk about it to get some feed back.

Though, it was put on hold when he opened the door, joining the conversation and now it's just the three of you talking.

Everytime you talked about it, both your aunt and teacher noticed that you tried to hide the frown on your face, as if you're hiding your actual feelings.

So Suguru decided to speak up.

"If it's okay with you, since I'm the head teacher for the history department, you can hide away in there if Shoko's not around. I'm usually in the history classroom so just knock and ask I can even leave if you want me to." He told you, ending with a small smile.

The words that came out his mouth actually shocked you but you accepted his offer. Maybe you will be seeing him soon.

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Around that same time, a certain group was formed.

Maki eye's shifted from her phone and from the girl infront of her.

"Do you really want to do that?" Maki asked the girl.

And she got an excited nod from her.

"We just need to wait for the others." Nobara said

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Yuji looked from a far while walking with Megumi.

"Is Nobara not joining us today or something?" Megumi asked.

Yuji turned towards the boy and said no, making up some random excuse on spot for her.

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At 6:20 A.M. the whole group was now formed, minus Yuji.

"Now we go!" Nobara exclaimed, with a semi excited group following behind!

Nobara had decided that they should go to the principal's office to find the previous seniors.

Maki had some complaints about this, firstly they won't know who was there and who wasn't but did that stop Nobara? Certainly not!

The principal arrives to school early yes, but they are never in their office, they normally roam the school to get closer with the students so Nobara took this opportunity to let them sneak in.

"Okay now don't get caught!" She whispered, opening the office door to look around, signaling them to follow her.

"Now we are in.. Where did we find the student records." She mumbled, looking around.

Maki decided to walk around while Inumaki touched random things. Yuuta decided to stay where he is.

After a while, Maki found some papers and saw some faces of previous seniors and spoke up.

"These faces look familiar, here." Maki said as she handed the papers over to Nobara.

The others walked up and began to examine.

"Blah, blah, someone I don't know... WAIT!" The sudden change in her voice scared them all.

She pointed at a boy.

"I know him! He's Yuji's older brother." Nobara told them.

Yuuta eyes scanned the person she pointed at.

"Choso Kamo? He always kept to himself around senior year, he didn't hung out with Mahito anymore during that time but he was always in the library.." Yuuta began mumbling.

They all stared at each other for a while until a door behind them opened.

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[joanquill]

"Wanna try that thing they do in movies?"

hello! i would like prompt number 11, the character is William James Moriarty x reader, the relationship is romantic, and the type is fluff. and.. can you make william teasing more? i thoght hes the type who like do that, lol. so i wanna see more about he doing flirt hahaha, thank you🫶🏻

William James Moriarty

A/N: Since this is Victorian Era times, I just used books instead of movies. Tag/s: Established Relationship

You hummed to yourself in delight as you threw another blueberry in your mouth, enjoying your snack as you walked back to the library, excited to return where you left off on your book.

"Huh?" you raised a brow as you looked at your spot, your book missing on the table.

Putting your snack plate on the table, you knelt down and looked around, but your book was nowhere to be found.

"Oh no..." you muttered, quickly getting up and hitting your head on the table.

"Ah..!" you hissed, rubbing your head as you looked around the library.

You quickly looked around the library, scanning every inch of the floor and bookcases for any sign of your book.

But it was nowhere to be found.

You could feel the cold sweat dripping off you as you accepted your book was gone.

Normally, you wouldn't care since you misplace your things now and then, but this book, in particular, was... a bit embarrassing.

It wasn’t anything obscene, just… Embarrassing.

You were already teased as a hopeless romantic, and this will just confirm it.

'Okay... Let's just retrace our steps...' you thought, dreading if one of your housemates found your book, let alone see its contents.

You groaned as you walked around, desperate to find your book before anyone else did.

"Who would even be in the library-" you abruptly stopped as you got your answer, sharply turning around as you went straight to William's office.

"William!" you shouted as you slammed open his office door, seeing the man in his office chair with your book in hand.

"(Y/N)," he sweetly greeted, "To what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked, making a vein in your head almost pop.

"My book?" you pointed, walking up to him with a frown.

"Ah," he hummed, giving it back, "Apologies... I was curious about what type of book you would keep coming back to," he smiled, making your face grow warm.

You gulped as you took a deep breath, glaring at him.

"...How much did you read...?"

"All the way to the end," he answered with a smile, making you internally scream as you went down on your knees.

You took a deep breath as you stood up, fixing your hair and clothes.

"Listen," you started with a huff as William looked up at you with innocent eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with reading these types of romance novels... All right?" you clarified, feeling your cheeks heat up as he kept watching you.

"It's completely normal. Okay!?"

"Of course, it was an adorable story." he agreed, but you pursed your lips at his demeanor, "And the pages you dog-eared where the man-"

"-Okay, stop. Stop! Stop!" you shouted, covering your ears, "Stabbing me in the back would hurt less...!" you groaned, curling into a ball on the floor.

William softly chuckled as he covered his mouth, turning away from you.

"(Y/N)?" Louis called out, knocking on the door.

"Did something happen? I heard you shouting," he asked, clearly worried as you quickly stood up.

"Yes, everything's fine," you reassured with a smile as William agreed, sending him off.

When Louis was gone, you tightened your jaw as you turned to William, glaring daggers at him.

"Not one word to the others... Got it?" you muttered, making him look up at you with a sly smile.

"Certainly, my dear. However..." William trailed off as he stood up, walking up to you.

Your breath hitched as you stepped back, your blood turning into ice as he got closer, "...I would like for you to do something for me in return," he offered, a dangerous red glint in his eyes.

"...What?"

"Shall we try some of the scenes in your book? The ones you seem to favor the most."

[pintobordeaux]

Bingo Square A5 - Office @dreamlingbingo

Title: Scratches Rating: Mature (M) Pairing: Dream/Hob Word Count: 496 Warnings/Tags: No archive warnings apply, Implied BDSM, cursing Summary: A coworker of Hob's unintentionally finds out more than she wanted to know about Dream and Hob's physical relationship.

“Ah Shit,” Hob cursed as the lukewarm coffee slowly spread into the fibers of his shirt. It hadn’t even been good coffee. Or hot coffee. And now Hob had to change his shirt before his next class.

“Hahaha oh man that’s going to be a look! Start the new fashion trend - academic swill chic!” Hob shook his head and smiled before sighing and reaching into his desk for the rumpled spares he always kept stuffed in the back.

“Ah - are you okay if I—?” He gestured to the shirt. They’d been friends and colleagues for years now. And Hob wasn’t embarrassed by his body or being seen, but he did try to take the comfort of others into consideration in situations like this. Especially ones that could easily be taken out of context in an academic and professional setting.

“Psh, Gadling you know I don’t care. Besides, what would my wife say? ‘OH dearest — you saw Robbie shirtless for 2.5 seconds however will I cope with the jealousy?’” She feigned an overinflated maidens sigh and fell into the dusty broken office chair across from Hob. “Oh hardy har har,” he retorted before turning away from her and stripping off his soiled shirt. “OH MY GOD. what happened to you?” Hob turned around to face the friend addressing him. “What do ya mean?” He tilted his head in confusion. “Your back!” She said pointing at Hob. A brief sting of the accusatory terror of the 1600’s welled up in him at the gesture of someone he considered a friend looking upon him in horror. “My back?” he said defensively. “Yes! Look!” She spun him around and maneuvered Hob towards the small mirror he kept on the wall.

OH.

He had forgotten all about those. Large red and purple scratches lined his back like racetracks. He supposed they probably looked pretty brutal to an outsider. Not to mention just how large the nails were that made them the night before. He was so used to pain that small things like this didn’t even register anymore. Not to mention he didn’t exactly find them unpalatable. It was quite the opposite. He relished when Dream was able to mark him like this. Was so lost in the throes of sex he clung to Hob out of need and desperation.

Hob rubbed his ear in an anxious tic he had never been able to extinguish throughout his long life, especially when it dealt with a topic that was too close to the secrets he kept as close to him as possible. “Ahhh yes that. Er—don’t worry about that all consensual I assure you!” “All cons—Gadling what the fuck kind of kinky shit are you into? No. Wait, don't answer that. I don’t need to know. Good lord man, just keep it covered.”

She laughed but her eyes betrayed the sheer shock at discovering something far more personal than she had intended to about her academic colleague on a Tuesday morning.

[444m777]

29 things I love about Michael: Day 12

His AFRO! Michael (and his brothers’ hair) was MAJESTIC! And when he had it up in an afro before switching to jheri curl and then full blow out was just wow to me.

I know some people prefer his curls and felt it was strange he never kept it that way. I personally liked all of his hairstyles. I know he had a brief stint with shorter hair which I’d like to make a separate post on another time.

But back to the afro… I love seeing Black people rocking their natural hair. I never felt it was insulting when someone made a Jackson 5 joke to me when I was older kid up to adulthood and had my hair out in an afro or to other groups (of kids) with afro hair. They never said it in a positive way. It was a jab and mostly a jab at being Black and having “bad hair”. Before I understood the concept of the Jackson family being music royalty I knew deep down it was a compliment because Michael’s afro was enormous, beautiful and healthy.

I used to color my hair and had blond tips and then full on orange afro. I’ve since cut my hair and went the bald baddie route hahaha… but now I’m growing it back out. I miss my big hair. I miss feeling like I could be a member of the Jacksons haha. Yes, that’s me and yes it’s all mine (before I cut it haha) one thing about living in Europe as a Black person I was constantly being asked if my hair was real and not a wig and people touching my hair without asking, sticking their nasty fingers in my fro. Seeing videos of people grabbing Michael’s hair makes my heart sink especially the years after the whole Pepsi incident. His scalp was so sensitive :(

Also I absolutely love these picture of Michael in the afro wig. It’s soooooo frikkin cute. Who’s miss girl in the last pic👀 I want him to look at me like that

It’s Michael’s birthday month and so I’m sharing every day something I love about him. Feel free to join in or use the tag #29thingsMJ I’d love to read what you love about him

[fictionkinfessions]

man i feel so weird about these new memories. I’ve known I kin 2D for literally 6 years (somethin like that….) but im just now getting memories…. and it’s all happening so fast, I almost feel dizzy lol

Like on one hand, yay! I finally remember shit!

On the other hand, oh no! Im canon divergent but it doesnt change the story, just details of it! The worst details of it!!

Urm anyways i’m thinkin abt Murdoc rn i guess…. i was really hoping that like. the things i kept thinking were just some weird lingering of my old teenage crush on Murdoc, but…. I…. I’m afraid they’re actually memories. Most other 2D kins hate hate hate being shipped with Muds and like…. That’s SO valid /gen cause source Muds is so so mean to us!! But in my memories it was more…. like a playful banter kind of thing? Yes, he stepped out of line a lot earlier on but. He got better about it. He learned, he made an effort.

(to be fair, i suppose its possible i knew him for longer than source me did? if that wording makes sense)

I guess I’m just afraid someone will… think im like…. idk, weird or something? I don’t really have a word for how this is making me feel. I just…. Man. I dunno, I better quit talkin so I dont start rambling about my memories, hahah….

-Stuart “2D” Pot, Gorillaz

(#stxrdust🌌 oh wow im kind of scared to put our tag on this one hahaha)

x

[keibea]

get to know jessie (me)

I was tagged by the lovely @nectar-cellar THANK U I LOVE DOING THESE YAYAYAYAYAY

what do you have under your bed?

i have a day bed that has drawers underneath so technically that. but in those a collection of things...candles, empty folders, books, high school work i kept for future reference, notebooks, cables and extra pc stuff and some weird other stuff i really need to get rid of or move.

2. favorite candy?

chocolate. always chocolate. usually dark chocolate. lately ive been enjoying a dark chocolate kitkat, but i will ALWAYS obsess over Belgian chocolate.

3. favorite shirt:

my faveourite shirt EVER is my jurassic park shirt i got from cotton on ages ago. i LOVE dinosaurs and that movie PLUS super comfy and it makes me look cool. i think.

4. the last thing you drew/doodled was:

hmmmm i last drew a simple sketch of a hedgehog before i rubbed it out because i hated it :)

5. are you completely sober rn?

HAHAHA this is very funny to me because i have never drunk alcohol a day in my life and likely never will. or do any of that other stuff. so yes, i am very much sober.

6. what’s the one thing that annoys you more than anything?

groups of people who take up the whole sidewalk space. THIS ANGERS ME MORE THAN ANYTHING. MOVE PEOPLE, OTHER PEOPLE HAVE TO WALK HERE TOO. it angers me to no end. like they'll be having this jolly little conversation together walking SO SLOWLY I WANT TO PUSH THEM OUT OF THE WAY while i stew in anger behind them. completely oblivious. albeit, i could ask them to move and they probably would, but that means talking. talking is hard.

7. have you ever gotten your tongue stuck to a cold pole during winter?

na. dont think i want to either, that sounds painful.

8. if you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?

i would usually say somewhere in the english countryside, but considering its probably pretty cold out there probably not. instead probably some historical place/museum in england.

9. what was the single last word you spoke?

"i dont know" in response to my mum asking whether my cousin was coming over to play board games with me, my aunt, and my nan. unfortunately, he is not, but i need to catch up on sleep anyway so its definitely for the best.

i shall irritate: @akioakashiya , @lazysunjade , @thesimperiuscurse , @amuhav , @rollo-rolls , @johziii , @catamano , @catharsim , @plumbobem

[lunapwrites]

Favorite Lines, Snippet Smonday, etc...

Okay, I was tagged in MANY things recently, and I'm going to probably kill many birds with a single post. Thank you to @femme--de--lettres, @spindrifters, @greenvlvetcouch, @bluestringpudding, and @bluesundaycake for the tags over the last week or two (and others who I am probably forgetting but appreciate just as much!)

This whole section absolutely tickles me. Just... Remus being 100% in the zone and only vaguely aware of Problems occurring around him while he's doing nerd boy shit. XD

Downstairs, the front door slammed open. (“FILTH! BEAST! MUGGLE-LOVING WHORE—” “INCENDIO — oh, bugger all!”) “Can you check that?” Remus muttered, prodding a bind rune to shift it ever so slightly to the left.  Seven degrees, maybe? No, too much —  five should suffice. Sirius huffed, his footsteps carrying him out of the drawing room and into the hall. “Hullo Annie, nice to see you Annie, thank you for setting fire to the drapery again Annie—” “Not now — is Nymphadora here?” Sod it. Quicker to just rebuild the whole bloody thing from the ground up at this point. And if he took it piece by piece, it shouldn’t come crashing down on him — that was the tricky bit. One wrong move and he could wind up blowing them all to kingdom come. Or he could wind up giving someone a duckbill or something. Magic was funny like that. “No? We haven’t seen her since she left for work. I thought she was having dinner with you tonight.” But he could use Orion and Sirius’ work as a foundation and just… make something that made a little more sense based on that. Wards for detection, protection, alarms, maybe even slipping in an apotropaic talisman because, quite frankly, Remus was at his wit's end, so he might as well get creative with it. “She was supposed to, yes, but she never came home.” If he worked from the outside in and just… replaced wards as he went, that would be the most sensible approach. But then he’d probably need to go back and adjust them again after he’d replaced the central bind rune, and he really didn’t want to keep fucking around with it. That was just asking for trouble, it was. “Well, she’s probably just been kept late at the office—” “That was my first thought, but we already asked Kingsley, and he said she left at her usual time. She’s not there.” If he was quick and careful about it — and he typically was — he could hot-swap a new core in and then build the rest out before it all backfired. Take a little planning, but he could get there. Probably.

Remus. Remus, no.

Anyway, this is extremely rough draft but I do like how it's turning out as of right now.

I'd tag someone else but honestly idk what I'm even tagging for at this point hahaha.

[morningstar-chronicles]

I love your mcs! Next question: do you have anything written for their stories you want to share like a sneak peak,,, if not then wanna spoil a big emotional moment they have? I like spoilers

(i got a little excited answering this ask i'm so sorry in advance)

also sorry in advance for the many, many tws and cws i did NOT realise how dark my writing was???

YES what if i just start posting random scenes for you guys. what if i did that. okay i would love to post the entire first chapter but it turns out i didn't finish that sooooo have spoily spoiler instead... unfortunately it does not hit as hard without the context of the rest of the story, so i'll give a bit of contextualization first

morgan (they/them) has spent almost their entire life with only like... two friends, and one of then had been their sister, jill (she/her). jill is in the same year, so morgan, jill, and their mutual best friend mateo (he/him) have pretty much grown up together. during grades 1-5 (ages 5ish to 11ish for all my non-north american friends) morgan makes a friend named joel (he/him). they're close for a bit, but then in fifth grade some stuff changes and eventually they're not even on speaking terms anymore. coincidentally, jayden moved to the school and befriended joel around the same time. consequently, morgan blames him for "stealing" joel.

around 9th grade morgan realises that mateo is lowkey abusing/grooming and isolating them from all of their peers, so they cut ties with him. their sister does not, which they are understandably resentful over.

(also side tangents but i'm gonna put tws in the foreword of my books... i think everyone should do that tbh. it would make consuming content a lot more accesible imo. this has nothing to do with the ask i just thought of that while i was tagging)

anyway, up until this scene, morgan was under the impression that jayden had gang-raped someone with his entire friend group. this turns out to be something mateo made up about jayden to get morgan to stay away from him.

don't lie about rape kids. i absolutely should not have to be the one to tell you that. but i will. because apparently some people just fuck around and do it anyway (not to get personally upset online but like i said... an unfortunate amount of these events were real things that happened to or around me as a child.)

okay here's the actual scene 💀:

“I don’t understand what I did to you!” I shouted. I could feel tears pricking at my eyes and the only thought it my head was God, this is so fucking embarrassing. “And- and I keep trying to make it better, but you won’t let me! And that would be fine if I at least knew what I was being fucking shunned for-”

“How could you possibly not know?” they demanded angrily. “Everyone knew! Mateo told me-!”

And then they stopped. Their eyes glazed over. Tears gathered at the corners of their eyes, and they started laughing.

Laughing.

“Ha. Haha. Hahaha.”

It started slow at first, but then they just kept laughing until they were in full-out hysterics, laughing and crying. Their knees buckled, and suddenly they were sitting on the ground, right in the goddamn snowbank. I hated them for a minute, because I was supposed to be angry, but all I could feel in that moment was concern.

“What?” I demanded, legitimately scared. “What did Mateo tell you I did?”

They had both hands over their mouth, either to keep from sobbing or to stop laughing. I think they were scaring themself as much as they were scaring me. Then, they said something I’ll never forget.

“It doesn’t matter. Not a word he ever said was true.”

[indira-korr]

More about GG and Nineteen 😊

Who's a Good Boy? (2117 words)

Chapters: 1/2

Rating: Explicit

Additional Tags: Banter, Kink Discovery, Praise Kink, Metafiction, Characters Reading Fanfiction, GG fanfiction because Nineteen is a pretty big GG fan, clone shipping, Clonecest, Explicit Language, Spoilers

Summary: GG knew people. And he knew how things worked around here. So of course, when rumors spread around the barracks that someone wrote a smutty little story about a Shiny getting railed for the first time, GG was going to find out about it. And he was going to enjoy it—thoroughly.

Little side note: Because I know at least one person who might like to read this, but hasn't finished the main series yet, I put the entire fic under the cut and [redacted] the spoilers. The uncensored version is here on AO3.

GG knew people. And he knew how things worked around here. So of course, when rumors spread around the barracks that someone wrote a smutty little story about a Shiny getting railed for the first time, GG was going to find out about it. And he was going to enjoy it—thoroughly.

It had been a while since GG had used his considerable skills to turn a Shiny into a panting and moaning mess. Nineteen wasn’t a Shiny anymore. Now, he was something else, something better. GG wasn’t sure how to describe it, but things were different with him. They’ve only met three more times after that first night, but GG could already tell that the kid was special. To be honest, he could already tell that first night. Nineteen was thoughtful, generous, kind, and so eager to learn. GG smiled when a warm feeling spread through him. He already missed Nineteen and couldn’t wait to see him again.

GG pulled up the Company’s duty roster. 3rd Platoon was out until 1800 hours today. And they were just doing drills, so he didn’t have to worry about Nineteen. He looked at his chrono. Two hours left. There was more than enough time to read this bit of smut, maybe have some fun with it, and then give Nineteen the amazing evening he deserved.

GG stretched out his legs, pulled out his data pad and made himself comfortable on his bunk.

Not a Shiny anymore

— by CT-1704/0406 —

You are alive. The battle is over. Maybe it was your first, maybe it was your fifth or even your tenth. It doesn’t matter. To your squad you’re still a rookie, the new kid, the Shiny.

Huh, GG thought as he realized that this was written from the Shiny’s point of view. This wasn’t exactly the perspective he had expected or was interested in. He wasn’t even sure it was something he wanted to get off to. But it’s kind of cute. Lets see where he’s going with this.

GG kept reading and had to chuckle a few times.

Remember, the only thing between you and them is experience.

And you? You are about to get some.

Hahaha. Yes I bet you are. Nicely put.

Your new squad lets you tag along for the night, but apparently this base is as boring as a Bantha’s butt, so they just hang around the mess hall, talk about the last battle, and complain about the food.

Yup, that’s sounds about right. I guess it’s not just us.

You don’t mind ration cubes. But then again, you haven’t really tried anything else so far. You look forward to finding out what real food tastes like.

Oh, I have something real right here that I could feed you kid, GG thought and snorted. This may not be what he had expected, but it was definitely entertaining.

“What’s so funny?” Mix asked as he peaked down from his bunk above GG’s.

“Nothing you’d be interested in,” GG chuckled and gave Mix The Look—the one that told him that it was in his own best interest to look away.

“Got it. I think someone just called my name. Bye,” Mix replied with an eye roll and got off his bunk. “And clean up after yourself. We don’t need this place to turn into a health hazard… again.”

“OH COME ON! That was ONE time,” GG grouched, but Mix was already gone.

So where was I, GG thought as he skimmed the page.

The troopers at the table behind you have been playing some card game for a while and when their group splits up, you hear one of them sigh.

“Well, if you want to keep playing,” the Trooper says to his only remaining squad mate. “We need a third man.”

“Hah, smooth!” GG called out and laughed. That’s a classic move. And, Oh Boy, does it work. Every single time.

Briefly, you wonder if you should volunteer. But you don’t know them or the game. And you’re not sure if they’re in the mood to babysit some random Shiny. Because, odds are, that’s what you are to them.

Awww, he’s shy. That’s cute. And—GG took a deep breath—pretty hot. Oh Shiny, I’d ‘babysit’ you alright, you’d only have to ask.

Wait, how old is that kid? GG wondered and reread the last few paragraphs.  

They say you’re still wet behind the ears or fresh out of the tube, as if it hadn’t already been at least nine years since you were decanted and all growth chamber fluids dried off.

At least nine. Okay good. GG couldn’t help think about the day, Nineteen and a lot of other Shinies joined Blizzard Company. They had been that same age, fresh off Kamino, and GG had been giddy with anticipation.

And then, everything had turned out even better then he could’ve hoped.

GG hesitated for a moment and contemplated just getting off right now while he thought about that first night with Nineteen.

No, wait till he’s back and just show him how much you missed him.

So, where was I?

Before you can make your decision though, you feel a light tap on your shoulder.

“Hey man,” the Trooper behind you says casually. “We need one more player. Wanna join us?”

He said Hey man.

Not Hey kid.

Not Hey Shiny.

This is new, you think and smile.

Damn, that guy is GOOD! Making the kid feel like a fellow Trooper instead of a Shiny. That’s exactly what I would’ve done. Well, I have done that… a lot. And this kid is eating it up. Awesome. Whoever wrote this really knows how to make this interesting.

GG felt an enormous grin spread across his face as he kept reading. This was just too entertaining. And it was interesting to see things from a Shiny’s perspective after all.

Maybe you already have a name, maybe you don’t. Whether you introduce yourself by name or number he just acknowledges it. This is also new. No stupid comment about being so new you don’t even have a name yet or what did you do to get a name like that. You can’t help like the guy already.

Yeah, he’s totally doing that to get into your blacks kid. I hope he’ll treat you well.

You let him know, that you’re eager to learn as much as you can. Maybe it sounds a little too desperate, but flattery probably won’t hurt your case.

Kriff, desperate flattery? That can never hurt, GG thought and readjusted his lower blacks that were starting to get a little tighter.

And it doesn’t. The Trooper wants to show you something pretty wizard, which apparently means awesome, and you follow him and his brother to a spot that’s supposed to have an amazing view.

Oh be careful kid, now it’s two of them. Well, unless one if them plays the wingman and leaves soon, GG thought skeptically.

This sounded familiar and GG’s frown only grew as he read ahead.

So you and the Trooper head for that place and he was right, the view from this tower is pretty amazing.

“Wait a minute!” GG said as he scrolled back and reread the entire thing. "Is that me?"

Inviting the Shiny to a game, saying ‘hey man’, telling him stories, and then taking him to watch something ‘pretty wizard’ from a tower???

GG scrolled down and skimmed the text to confirm his suspicion.

“Have you ever kissed anyone?”

“I can show you what it’s like.”

“If you tell me to stop, I will.”

Holy kriffing Banthanuts!!! That’s IS me! I said that! Exactly that! And the Shiny... it's Nineteen?!

That’s … Kriff!

Did HE write that? About us? About me?

Until now, GG had thought he’d figured Nineteen out. More or less at least. But he never would’ve expected to find something like this. He put the data pad down and thought back to the times they had spend together.

They’re was that first night of course, when GG had wooed him and [redacted]

The second time had been after [redacted] and GG had been in a piss poor mood. He’d even snapped at [redacted] who hadn’t even done anything wrong. Later that evening, Nineteen had come up to GG and sheepishly admitted that he'd been waiting to see him again. After a little bit of fun in one of the ship’s storage rooms, they had talked for a while, and GG had decided that he wanted to spend more time with Nineteen.

After their combat drills the next day, GG had gone after him to continue their little tryst. Afterwards they had spend some time cuddling in GG’s bunk and Nineteen had fallen asleep in his arms. He looked so adorable that none of GG’s squad mates had the heart to wake him up and kick him out. He still had to smile every time he thought about that.

The last time GG had been with Nineteen, things had been a bit different. [redacted] GG had been a mess, and Nineteen had just showed up out of the blue that night and taken care of him. He was still a bit embarrassed when he thought about it. Begging the kid to kriff you through the mattress while you’re sobbing about [redacted]? Not your proudest moment. He had planned to make it up to Nineteen ever since, but things had gotten busy and there hadn’t been time to sneak off alone. He was just glad, they’d at least had the chance to talk and clear the air. 

It was obvious that Nineteen wasn’t as hot-headed or brash as some of the other troopers. That and his wide-eyed curiosity were why GG liked him so much. Until now, he’d thought it was because Nineteen was still young and inexperienced. But there was obviously more to it. And there’s definitely more to him.

Maybe this could be an opportunity to find out exactly how to make it up to Nineteen and for GG to show him that he wouldn’t hesitate to give him whatever he needed.

GG picked up his data pad to read the story again. And this time he paid more attention to everything Nineteen was telling him.

You look forward to finding out what real food tastes like.

You’re a little embarrassed to admit that you really like the attention you’re getting and you’re also curious about what will happen next.

You wish you could’ve played it cool, but you really can’t help feeling a little overwhelmed by his interest in you.

He’s less careful now, and that makes it even more amazing than before.

You don’t want him to be disappointed, you want him to be pleased with you. And you also want him to say it.

The way he looks at you doesn’t make it any easier to form words. You see patience and fondness. Like a benevolent  ARF trooper looking at a Massiff puppy that still has so much to learn. You would never admit this to anyone, maybe not even to yourself, but you really want to be a Good Boy for him. Your face gets even hotter at the thought of that.

For a second, the image of you kneeling before him pops into your head, the image of him looking down to you, combing his fingers through your hair, and afterwards calling you a Good Boy for doing so well. You feel yourself harden at the thought of it alone.

“Oh Kark,” GG hissed as he tossed the pad aside and palmed his hard cock through his blacks.

He took a deep breath and looked at his chrono again. Less than an hour until Nineteen was scheduled to be back. You can hold out for an hour… right? Come on, it’ll be so much better if you do.

GG took yet another long, deep breath and picked up his data pad again. He read through Nineteen’s story a few more times while forming a plan on how to surprise him and give him everything he would be to embarrassed to ever ask for.

[bilbao-song]

Ok, I'm so sorry - I know I'm pestering you with all the Jeffrey thoughts now. I was honestly going to just reply to the last post instead of an ask then..... well, then I realized there was something I wanted to share that required photographic evidence. (You've probably already noticed, but I was like !!! When it struck me. And my God, it's a mundane detail, but idk, it stuck with me.)

But first (because it's related and made me think of this other random thing), I like to think he was sleeping and someone tucked the Playboy in his hand and snapped the pic as a prank.

But, have you ever noticed his duffel he's got his head on?

I was poking around online one day, looking at pictures of Jeffrey, as one does, and came across a pic of him from the Discovery Era. Also, a great looking time - very stylish, and his legs look very long in this time period for some reason? Maybe he slimmed down some and started wearing fitted suits that accentuate them, idk. But, i digress. In the pic below, I realized I think it's the same duffel.

In the first pic, there's not many tags on it at all. In the second, there are like a ton of luggage tags attached at the strap hook. Idk why, but I find it endearing that he may have kept the same duffel for traveling for what's that, about 6-7 years, maybe? He could buy so much luggage. He could buy a luggage factory. But he uses the same black leather travel bag year after year. (Maybe he's super thrifty!)

I just felt the need to share this completely random factoid.

Also, yes! His nails! They always look very nice and clean. Why i ever picked up on it, I'll never know, but I do know you're not alone in taking note. The man seems to care about his appearance, which is somehow really sweet.

Ok, I'll stop pestering now, lol! May the new year bring better things than the last!

nooooo this is not pestering, this is like, my favorite activity

anyway :^) actually i hadn’t noticed that! now i wish there were some more photos for the sake of comparison, but i definitely see what you mean! it looks like it could be the same one. how cute :’) now i kind of hope it is hahaha.

i’m glad i’m not the only person crazy enough to notice his nails lmao. i just like that even at the peak of his scruffy look he was still lowkey neat and clean haha. besides at least as far as people i’ve actually encountered are concerned there are a LOT of people wandering around out there with alarmingly filthy nails

but yesssssss happy new year! this will be my first official post of 2023 i think lmao. it’s worthy

[violent-kurumi]

1, 4-6, 8-10, 12-14, 16, 18-25, 29, 30! (Sorry, I ask a lot! 😂)

Lmao no worries! Imma try my best to answer these

1. What song makes you feel better?

Love Live songs, mostly from Muse, like half of Aqours and some of Liella (not so much Nijigasaki)

4. What flower would you like to be given?

Portable hayfever machines? No thanks!

I'm kidding, I love flowers, they're beautiful but I'm more of a cactus/succulent kind of person!

5. Who do you feel most you around?

Hm, well I think that would have to be my brother? He doesn't judge or look at me weird if I'm screeching Love Live songs around the house, if I decide to randomly wear a costume in the day he doesn't judge like my sister. I think my brother was the first person I actually came out to as well.

That's for irl anyway, otherwise the internet I feel very much like myself lol, the server's I'm a part of, my online friends are super nice and supportive! ^-^

6. Say three nice things about yourself. (Three physical and three non physical)

Aaa it's like primary school all over again hahaha.

- It took a long time but now I like being as short as I am (so height)

- My hair, I dyed it blonde again but it used to be a browny/blonde, but as fluffy as my hair looks I kinda like it lol

- my eyes, I'm the only person with blue eyes in my family and they're kinda a grey/blue

- My ability to forget some horrible things that have happened; my memory is pretty shit so while it can work against me I like that I can forget I've seen a movie or listened to a song and so I am able to hear/watch it for the first time again

- Eventhough my memory is shit, I can pick up patterns in games pretty fast- so I like that I can play my love live game better than my family, I don't mean to brag, my family is big on video games and so it's a big deal for someone to be better then someone else at a game... (I don't know if that made any sense sorry)

- Uuuhhh, this is hard... Another non physical thing that's nice about me? I like that I'm happy person most of the time! (Does that count?)

8. Tag someone (or multiple people), that make you feel good

@nek0mancer , @the-yugioh-theorist , @hecho-a-mano , @angrykittenz62 , @horrifyn-llewellyn , @toxicsugarz

There are more but I can't remember everyone's usernames off by heart lol so if you weren't mentioned it's not because I don't love you, don't worry I love you guys

9. What calms you down?

Music! Watching my comfort shows and drawing, sometimes breathing techniques work if I'm anxious

10. What's something you're excited for?

Hopefully before Christmas my website will be up and running! I'm hoping to sell art, like the Date a Live portraits I've done, just anime/character portraits in general and those tags I've been making!

12. How are you?

Doing well, got a lot on but it's doing wonders telling myself I can take small breaks and focus on one thing at a time! ^-^

13. What's your comfort food?

Bbq shapes, or chicken crimpy shapes, mushrooms and kale and cheese and bacon rolls (I don't think it's really cheese because I don't react to them lol)

14. What's your favourite feel-good show?

I don't know too many feel-good shows? Love Live maybe? I don't know what counts as a feel-good show

16. Compliment the person who sent you this number.

Wow so you asked this for a free compliment? 🙃

You're super kind hearted!

18. Do you still love stuffed animals?

HELL YES!! I have kept majority of all my stuffed animals and a bunch live on my bed. A couple of months ago I got a Bulbasaur plushie from build a bear- which I didn't even know they did!

19. What's the most important thing in your life?

Family, possessions and memories! (I think I've already answered this question)

20. What do you want most in the world right now?

As selfish as it sounds, money, my dad is gonna kick me out soon so I'm a little scared as to where I can go with my stuff and my birds

21. If you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

Things will get hard but trust the universe to give you the right tools and believe it'll be okay.

(god I know that sounds cheesy)

22. What would you say to your future self?

Did we do it?

23. Favourite piece of clothing?

My leather jacket!! Gotta feel the power!

24. What's something you do to de-stress?

Listen to music, tv on in the background and read

25. The personal gift one.

I think I've answered this one; it's hard to answer, all gifts I get feel personal.

29. Morning, afternoon or night?

I am unfortunately a morning person but I like nighttime best. I don't sleep all that much lol

(is that what the question meant? Or did it mean what time of the day am I answering this? Technically, it's 11:40am as I answer this but I will shove this in schedule)

30. What reminds you of home (doesn't have to mean house... Just things that remind you of feeling home)

Sometimes pictures or odd song/pitches of sound make me feel frozen to the spot and this huge wave of nostalgia washes over me, it's intense and it's like I'm trying to think of home but like something is blocking me and I can't piece it all together...

Thanks so much for asking, I feel as though I've answered like every question 🤣

[m1ckeyb3rry]

FR!! I love the whole universe that’s been established through all the characters and dynamics like >>>> and it’s also not just ships palooza which is honestly refreshing

No because sometimes I find some Naoya memes funny where people are shitting on him and even his character is sometimes SO ridiculously misogynistic it’s funny like how do you even exist?? I love naoya slander jokes fr though (I forgot but it’s literally so ironic apparently the way Naoya speaks is a bit lost in translation and he kinda talks like a little girl according to some jp users who’ve pointed it out?? Like BRO) but yeah the only thing he has going for him is his face card maybe (also I originally thought his hair was gonna be green but)

Oh I was not aware oh that foreshadowing!!! Haha!! Self sacrifice!! Lol!! It’s ok y/n’s alive now though so!! But yeah anyways I’m also like…in the scope of jjk0 there’s quite literally only (including y/n) 5 characters/classmates that fit into like the friend group positions? And excuse the collateral slander one of which is a bear, the other quite literally cannot talk, one who acts like a bully, one who was BULLIED like adding ocs helps broaden the dynamic possibilities a lot more?? Like there’s ofc no problem NOT adding ocs but I don’t see how you can blame someone for wanting to add them because that’s literally the tiniest class of students I’ve ever seen?? Let’s give our protag some more friends…also if you don’t like it just close the tab and go for a different fic?? I seriously don’t understand the need to vocalize complaints like this when they won’t benefit the anyone in any way like also wait THAT WAS THE COMMENT?? Wow really came full circle with BLLK Karasu and PI but BRUH yeah maybe it’s just a wattpad thing….although this is kinda unrelated I’ve also seen some really rude anons here too? Like I’ll just scroll through a tag or a blog and I see like, someone asks anonymously and goes “you’re so fucking annoying and your work is shit” BRO WHO IS COMPELLING YOU TO SAY THIS??? The fact that they take the time of day to go find their ask box and submit something like what does this achieve?? The audacity of some people it was nice to see other blogs like quote reposting and calling anon out for doing such heinous shit but what even….

I’m laughing like theoretically when I put the puzzle pieces together…yes bf material..? But also my brain says um. LMAOAOA it’s so funny I mean I don’t doubt that he would be a good bf but I can’t wrap my head around bf material and todo being in the same sentence HAHAHA

The shitty familial clans always get me the fact that they kept refusing to heal sorcerers associated with y/n?? And then tullia was truly the final straw…but so real I know they aren’t l/ns but I mean dad’s side of the family smh the hiiragis too in hollyhock <<<<<<

“Quick and easy” LMAOOO sorry it makes me laugh sm because in the span that we’ve been talking there’s already been multiple incidents of “this turned out way longer than it was supposed to” HAHAHA yk…if you just make an approximation and multiply it by 2.5 i think you’ll be good LMAO bro really said lemme churn out the Walmart version for otoya so I can get cracking on masterclass version for Karasu (I say Walmart version lightly because I know it’ll still be top tier LOL) but honestly so real gotta do the best for our man karasu

Ok by association (?? Ik there’s a better word than this but I can’t think of it LMAO) if otoyas is at 10k rn does that mean Karasu’s is gonna but the 20’s /j

Imagine it was angsty and karasu drowns (im joking no one dies in soccer!!!!!!!!!) but OMFG. I AM. SO. READY!!! LETS GOOO I LIVE FOR MEDIOCRITY COMPLEX KARASU ANGST!!! EVERYBODY CHEERED WAHOO ok but im fr so hyped for the lineup of BLLK fics you have in the works it’s been awhile since I’ve seen sm quality content being posted its such a change from the disappointingly inactive tags LMAO

This would be the crossover of the century y/n and her mom going to watch the BLLK u20 match causing and even BIGGER commotion with the press too like imagine all the cameramen who are there for the match swerving to look at the models LMAOOO I can imagine Yuki being really close to her and looking up to her almost like a mentor or cool aunt(kinda giving Gojo’s role to the jjk students except, well mrs l/n does not act like a teenager LMAOO) I bet Yukimiya would have to reign everyone in like a THATS MY BESTIE/BASICALLY MY SECOND MOM???? It’d be funny to see yuki kinda lose him temper like “no you stay TF away from them I will not allow you to taint them with your weirdness”

I’m ngl I was fr just a reader/lurker until recently, I actually used to just use the web version without an account because I was too lazy to set one up and have another thing potentially entering my email inbox until the site started forcing you to get the app which requires an account so I was like ok well gotta do what you gotta do….and then I proceeded to do exactly what I did before (literally just lurking and silently enjoying LOL) and not try to explore any of the app features and uh. Well here I am!! I’m sure I’ll figure it out someday when something prompts me to do so LMAO the platform in general is so interesting though especially compared to most other social media platforms out there!! I don’t feel like conquering that learning curve today oops

-Karasu anon

there def are some side ships (togetullia, mrs l/n and toji, elakshi and noritoshi) but for the most part yes there’s not a ton of romance going on!! plus of those three relationships only one even works out so 😓 truly the strength of pi imo is the platonic relationships it has (tullia and y/n will always be famous to me like it’s not at all romantic but the way they loved one another is so integral to the story it makes me emotional 🥹)

NAOYA IS JUST CRAZY TO ME LMAOAOA like he truly feels like a govt experiment…he kinda looks like raichi from bllk (or raichi looks like him idrk which one came first) but raichi is so enraged 24/7 that no one acknowledges his face card 😭💔

NO THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYING like sorry i want to have more than female character in my stories…sorry not every single character is in love w y/n…LMAO also yeah idk why people haven’t grasped the concept of just clicking another story HAHAHA like?? if you don’t like it then read something else!! why would i change how i like to write because some random on the internet is annoyed, esp considering how many people love my stories?? the entitlement is weird to me but i try not to complain abt it a lot because ik that in terms of hate i’m very lucky in that i’ve never gotten anything too bad…i have seen those types of anons it’s insane!! personally somehow i’ve avoided getting any myself HAHA idek what i’d do if i did 😩 i try to stay relatively unproblematic and in my lane on here so i haven’t ever gotten involved in tumblr drama like a lot of other accts have but i live in fear of the day that someone comes in my inbox and is a jerk 😰

when you think about it objectively todo is a good bf but when you see him you’re like “well…” HAHA i think having him as a weird rival bestie is the best in between because you get the benefits of him hanging out w you without it being romantic

THE DAD’S SIDE OF THE FAMILY IS ALWAYS THE ENEMY KFKFJDJD the hiiragis are so l/n coded too LMAO

please i need to just stop having expectations atp because i KNOW it’s going to be crazier than what i think…LMAO the otoya one is silly and unserious and more along the lines of the last part of fwtkac but i’m planning on having something a bit closer to the instrument for the karasu version where it’s more serious (we’ll see though because something abt tabieita brings out the crack fic writer in me so there’s a chance it’ll end up silly as well) HAHA as much as i love otoya i fear karasu deserves the best so my time love and energy will be going into his version

atm i’m hoping for something in like the 6-9k range for the karasu version?? so make of that what you will…the otoya version (which i should be posting in the next hour or so i hope) is almost 13k words so obviously i’m way off in my guesses as it’s over 3-4 times longer than i initially thought 😭 if the karasu version ends up being 20k words i might cry HKDJDJSK i think i’ll have written more for him than even nagi w peregrine at that point 😩

omg ykw just because you said that i’m going to make him drown LMAOAOAAO not permanently though but like 😏 mediocrity complex karasu my beloved…i’m so excited to get working on that HAHA i need to get the otoya version over with so i can focus on my main man 😢 HAHA i’m doing my best to contribute to the fandom i think i’ve written over 100k words of bllk fics since may so yk i’m putting in the work

LITERALLY omg y/n and her mother are the WAGs of all time 😭 everyone in the crowds in shock because it’s the most random soccer match ever and for some reason famous former model mrs l/n is there?? and her daughter is equally as pretty?? i feel like having endured the modeling industry mrs l/n would def take yuki under her wing and try to help him through it (maybe he was signed to the her old agency or smth) and she absolutely would NOT let y/n anywhere near that whole scene even though agents keep trying to scout her 😩 omg yuki would be sooo pressed it’s like that one tik tok sound that’s like “how old is your dad—” “TOO old for you!! and he’s married!! stay away from my dad guys he’s married!!” HAHAHA and if yuki and y/n are just friends and not dating at that point i bet otoya and aiku would try to rizz her up and she’d be so uninterested 😰 honestly besides yuki i could maybe see her going for hiori LMAOAOA so like imagine karasu’s face if he tries to flirt with her and she’s like “cool 👍 abt your friend though…😏🤩🥰” (the friend in question has zero clue what’s going on and is completely confused when she tries to talk to him)

it def is a learning curve but once you get it it feels intuitive ig?? until they throw another curveball at you 😰 even now i’m still discovering features that i didn’t realize existed 😳 i was def a silent reader/lurker for a while too!! i feel like i still am a lot of the time haha it doesn’t help that i rarely read other people’s fics because i’m usually working on my own 😓 if you ever need help w anything on here lmk though i will do my best to give advice 💪🏻

[silly-peanut-is-taken]

I can't relate to people saying they burned out on sumeru update because alhaitham and kaveh basically brought me back to genshin 💀💀 otherwise i wouldn't be playing until today LOL

I keep seeing comments on yt about coming back because of fontaine and thinking inazuma was the best ever but when i tell you i burned out so fast after enkanomiya because enka was basically the only thing that kept me interested after kokomi's first banner (yes im a day 1 kokomi haver, basically downloaded genshin and started playing for KOKOMI LOL) and the pandemic happened and it was ayaka/or yoimiya/or someone i forgot who banner forever and ever and i hated exploration in inazuma compared to liyue.

I was super into dragon lore (if me back then were alive today she would be so happy), i was into teapotting (same as stated in prior brackets), i was into a lot of stuff in genshin then i kind of gave up because eventually nothing else was interesting other than the gacha pulling. (Like i was super into Ayato and Thoma for A While) and those were mostly bc my one irl persevered when I couldn't.

My one irl who was super into genshin during that time (and has now given it up in exchange for hsr) brought me back thru interest in alhaitham and then eventually my own obsession over kaveh and how relatable he is esp with my irl job/career. And honestly he's still kind of the reason i'm playing HAHAHA Navia is a pretty good reason too. My two blonde blorbos. I'm saving for her weapon and then after that..... idk. I think i might take a break for natlan honestly.

I think its not great of me to say the only thing i was looking forward to when the fontaine update came out was the swimming and faranak npc (which never ended up happening so whatever) but yeah, i'm glad i could enjoy furina (she wasn't annoying to me at all 😭 the early phase where everyone hated her was so crazyyy) and subsequently navia because !!! The reason i liked genshin was the aesthetics (kokomi was pretty ok ok ok ok ok)))))

All this to say,

Tldr, i've been pent up about all my thoughts and i only come to tumblr when i want to divulge something into the void and this is my void and im not adding tags so no one finds this post LMAO

[rebel-space-nerd]

idk if any of you noticed but earlier my boyfriend did some blogging, wherein I was going through his tag, because i tag the things to show him later, and he reblogged with with 'from the boyf' and talked in the tags. it was fun, i love him. because of that i asked if he wanted to make up a name for here, and his exact words were "no, i'm the boyf"