#i wanna be a rice ball for once in my life

[islandofohara]

sanji x hands

[tsukino-hikari]

Uppermoon Headcannons - Their Weak Points to Their Darling

This is my first actual post that I personally wrote so... Pls don't judge

Warnings: 18+ Content (mentioned), Swearing

Muzan

I'm sorry but I cannot say he isn't hot

So this guy is very possessive and I swear do not mess with him unless you want to lose the ability to walk for weeks to come

BUT even the mighty Muzan Kibutsuji has his weak spots

For instance, when you play with his hair after an absolutely fucked-up week I tell you he will enjoy it

Or when you just... do as he says without complaining and all that shit and he will slightly appreciate it

He would be softer to you than to others but don't get your hopes up... He shall punish you very badly if you misbehave (which is what you do all the time lol)

Since you're his precious doll he will not kill you (fortunately) and will leave bites and hickeys all over you

I swear don't reject them, you'll regret it

For all those Muzan lovers out there I have one thing to tell you: If you behave you shall be blessed with the ability to stay alive in his presence

I swear to God this man is easy to enrage

So be careful, kay?

Kokushibo

My fav Boyyyy

First things first: he is an elegant gentleman that will not hurt his darling without reason (like Muzan)

So you can be more playful with him :)

He makes the best food ever and please reassure him that you love him because my guy is insecure

He will melt even if you give him the smallest of things, such as holding his hand, hugging his waist (I'm sorry but he is TALL), and small kisses on his face

He can get possessive, but only when he feels that being so is necessary to get you to stap with your bullshit

Overall he is a nice guy once you get to know him and I am not lying when I say he is a good cushion to snuggle in

PS he will punish you for your stupidities but will take good care of you afterwards

(Because he doesn't want to lose you, obviously)

@koku-shibou

Douma

Y'all know who this is?

This is the most sadistic person you shall ever encounter in your life

Change my mind

Anyways his soft spots would probably be your aggressiveness, because so far everyone worships him and he doesn't get that often from a human

He finds it cute, how you’re trying so hard to reject him but epically failing

Will tease you till you lose your mind

Will punish you if for no reason because he is a bitch

Sugar Daddy

For all the girls out there that simp him, y’all better be sex-resistant

Cause otherwise you will never be able to leave the bed ever again

Akaza

Lol he looks like he’s proposing

If you’re a girl, prepare for his protectiveness to go from zero to a million

If you’re a guy, prepare for a nice but aggressive guy

Imma go with the female half first because I’m a girl

So basically he will give you literally everything you want without spoiling you one bit

Bento? Ya got bento

Rice balls? You don’t need to ask twice

He is probably the safest boyfriend for girls because you’ll never have to fear him

For guys? Not so safe anymore are we

All I have to say to the male Akaza lovers is that you have to be strong

Cause otherwise you’re gonna get hacked to bits

Hantengu

This guy, your boyfriend?

I honestly do not see this as okay, since he’ll be scared even if you’re within two meters from him

But I guess he can use some love…

Weak spots for you? Everything

I seriously don’t have much to say to this…

Sekido

Possessive man

He’s very hot though

He’ll calm down if you behave and do as he says

Don’t be an idiot unless you wanna get zapped

He has a chill side, don’t worry

As long as you’re alone, he’ll be nice

Just make sure the others aren’t going to barge in on one of your kissing sessions, it really pisses him off

Karaku

He is pleasure itself

He doesn’t have weak points to you cause… you know

Maybe he’ll be chill and less cheery with you sometimes

I do not think that he has weak points

I mean, do we need him to have some? I don’t think so…

Urogi

Literally same as Karaku

Doesn’t need weak points to be better

He already heaven

Just watch out for his claws

Aizetsu

Cute boy will be happy with you

His weak points? You

His soft spot? You

His body pillow? You

He is the babysitter supreme

If you want him to stay good though, you gotta reassure him that you’ll always love him

Because like Kokushibo he is insecure

So be nice, Kay?

Zohakuten

My fav clone!!

As we all know, he is possessive and aggressive like he always was

Dirty mouth

But with you? Perhaps a bit softer

He will stroke your hair with you straddled in his lap

His look would soften if you look at him with your cute, curious eyes

Smile at him, he’ll feel less hatred

If someone interrupts you, they dead by next morning

Overall he’s gonna take care of you slightly roughly, but he’s nice

Gyokko

I don’t like him

Narcissist

So I’m gonna leave him

Gyutaro

He would be much softer with you than with anyone else in this wretched world

Except for Daki

His weak spot? Your kindness

You’re so sweet and kind to him every time you smile at him his brain just goes *malfunction*

If you sing “Scars to Your Beautiful” to him he will cry

Happily, of course

He loves you and will always hold on to you no matter what

You are his ray of sunshine, no way he’s letting you go

Will turn you into a demon because he wants you by his side forever

You’re not seeing any other man

Ever again

Daki

No

Just No

Like HAIL NAH

In short, her weak spots count: zero

Kaigaku

I think he will sing that song Bowser sang

He is sweet

Yes he is do not reject

So y’all know how he’s an asshole to literally everyone? He won’t be to you

He likes going to peach trees with you and just sitting there and eating peaches is very precious to him

Likes it when you sing

Will not let you out of his sight

He is possessive because he is an asshole

But the good way

Get him some peaches and he’ll be happy

You can mess with him all you want, the most he’s gonna do is fuck you nicely

Hehe

I fell off the topic so bad I now hate myself…

I hope y’all enjoyed it!!

[canvasbaby]

Trafalgar law x reader part 2

Here part 1 here https://www.tumblr.com/canvasbaby/728309298232442880/trafalgar-law-x-reader

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THIS IS DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. READ THE WARNING IN MY FIRST POST PLEASE.

warnings: kidnapping, cutting, description of organs, mentions of rape, dubious-but-basically-non-consent, mentions of drowning, weird doll obsession, blowjobs,

^Lemme know what I missed

Summary: you’ve been with law for a month now. He’s almost impossible to please, but you find a way.

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It’s been about a month since law took you. Every day is the same. He wakes up, you wake up. He feeds you breakfast (literally, your hands are tied back) he leaves for the rest of the day. You’re not sure what he does when he’s gone. You found out from the polar bear, the only crew member allowed anywhere near you, that this is a pirate ship. And law is his captain. Law would occasionally come back to the room. He’d dress you up in cute clothes. Something a doll would wear. He’d do your make up and hair. Pose you on a chair and take pictures. He really like when he could cut off your limbs, or slice your neck. He kept those pictures in his bedside table. Then, at the end of the day he would come back in the room with dinner. He’d dress you down, shower you (cleanliness was apparently very important to him, ironically). And then finally, after the longest days of your life, he’d turn off the lights and let you fall asleep.

He likes holding you close. He like when your heartbeat was in his ear. He confused you. Why would someone as cruel and heartless as him hold you close? Why would he take such care in feeding you and caress your face and coo at you while he dresses you up if he’s just going to slice you up. Your head hurt thinking about it, so you tried not to.

Today, you’ve lost count of how many it’s really been, you’re sitting with the bear for lunch. He’d bring you something like rice balls or soup for lunch every day, claiming his captain was busy.

Bepo, you’d found out his name a bit ago, starts the conversation for today “how’re you feeling Miss Y/N?” Law makes him call you that. It’s weird.

“Okay, I guess” that was your answer every day. What could you do? Complain to him about his own captain? He did seem to feel bad for you, but clearly not bad enough to help you. You take a bite of the rice ball. It’s salty.

Bepo lays down next to you. As much as you hate him for allowing this to happen to you, he’s just so cute!! He reminds you of your dog…

You’re not sure when, but sometime after lunch you’d fallen asleep. You wake up calmly, something that only recently your body’s been allowing. You hear the creak and lock of the door. He’s here. You sit up on the bed, Bepo must have left.

This was the worst part of the day. Seeing him. He was relentless. Any time you think you might actually be able to live your life like this,

“I wanna have fun with you tonight…”

He suggests something like that.

“Okay.” You couldn’t answer with no. No got you in trouble. No got you pinned to the outside of the submarine. No had you drowning constantly. Never being able to take a deep breath. He had kept you like that for a week. Compared to that, this was a walk in the park. And evil park, but a park nonetheless.

Law considered this the best part of his day. After long hours of making sure the ship was running properly, watching the crew so they do their chores, and charting where to go next and planning his next move, he finally got to play with his toy.

He opens the closet and chooses a dress. Todays dress was a pink babydoll dress, with lace accents and puffy sleeves.

Law turned to you and gave you a once-over. “Undress.”

You immediately began stripping. He preferred you without panties or a bra for this part. Weirdo.

After you were properly dressed, stockings and shoes too, he sat you down at his desk and started on your hair.

His hands combing through your hair would feel good under any other circumstance. His long fingers carefully scratched your scalp. He pulled in into pigtails today. His favorite.

“Stand up” he took a step in front of you. “Come here.” He opened his arms for you.

You stood on shaky legs.

His desk had always been messy. You never really paid attention, always just papers and books. He placed you to be in the edge of the desk. Opening the drawer and pulling out a knife, you knew what was next.

You couldn’t anymore. You wanted to really die. As the knife pierced your skin, dragging into your stomach, you belt out a scream. It hurt. So, so bad. The blood ruining yet another dress. The fabric mixing with your now loose skin. His breathing picks up. He drops the knife and leans in. His hand going to caress your wound.

Law leans over you and takes a deep breath. You probably smell like sweat, but he doesn’t seem to care. He lets out a deep groan as his hands tease your insides. The hot white pain blinds you as you feel your stomach go numb. At some point, the pain gets too much for your receptors to process.

Law grinds himself against you. His dick was aching and all he could think about was fucking your new hole he made.

He had raped you a few times before. But mostly when you were already dead, or you would die midway through due to the injuries he causes. When you died like that, you stayed out for a while. Like a dream. A way to escape him.

But the pain would always be unbearable. The pain of his cock dragging through your red insides as he would grab your exposed ribs for support. He was relentless when he got like that, but immediately after he would shower you in compliments (admittedly odd ones) and hold you close.

But the pain. The pain was intense. You felt it everywhere. Impossible to escape the pounding in your stomach and the pull on your ribs. Hurt was an understatement. It was unbearable. Unbeaten. You can’t describe like anything else some poor soul may have experienced. This man was sick.

But right now, he hasn’t gotten to that part yet. He’s still just petting you. Sniffing and holding you. You had the idea to save you, but you’re not sure if you should.

You’d given blow jobs before, and yes they’re uncomfortable, but there’s no way the pain could be worse than your usual sex with law.

So, you swallowed the bile rising up your throat. And got off the desk, standing in front of him.

“What’re you doing? Get on the desk.” His eyes were harsh, but you’d hoped he would go along with this.

“I was thinking.. uhm, you always do all the work..” he looked at you confused, but as you sunk down to your knees he understood immediately.

Now, law was not a very experienced man. The only people he’s had sex with were dead. And you. But you were right, he was doing all the work. It was so much better than his fist, but he couldn’t help but think.. what if he could just receive? So, he pulled up his chair and sat down in front of you.

You gulped. That is is going to be awful. Your shaky hands go to unbutton his pants. Pulling down his pants and underwear (with his help) his sick springs out in front of your face. In any other situation, you’d find him extremely attractive. Especially his dick, but you knew this and his hands were the appendages that caused you so much pain.

So, you spit on your hands and started stroking. He’s immediately feeling it, he grabs your hair and pushes your head closer. You open your mouth and take him in. He’s in shambles. He hunches over you and groans as he starts using your head as a fleshlight.

You can barely breathe. The only thing getting you through this is that fact that it’ll be over soon. It doesn’t hurt anywhere near the pain you feel when he fucks you, but it still hurts.

His cock hitting your now sore throat over and over. His hands gripping your skull for dear life. You look up at him. You’re sobbing.

He cums down your throat as soon as he sees how fucked up you look. Your messy hair, teary eyes. Soaked from the waist down in blood from your now healed wound.

You pull off of him with a pop and look up at him. You need to make him happy. Satisfied. So you open your mouth so he can see some of his cum, and swallow.

He did like that. He stood you both up and kissed you. The most visceral kiss you’ve had with him.

You suppose you did well, because the rest of the evening went on without sex. You’d saved yourself from the pain, but now you’re not sure how to feel. The feel of his cock in your mouth is still there. The horrible taste and the pressure of his hands.

Maybe you’d made a mistake, but at least you’d made him happy.

Idk if I’ll make a part three but if you really want one maybe I’ll give reader Stockholm Syndrome cause I’m a sicko lol

[rayisalive]

★A/N: This is just a joke don’t take it seriously hh- it’s not meant to offend anyone in any way.

Originally I was gonna have a Y/N-Malleus-Ace-Jack imaginary harem but oh well hh-

I lowkey wanna write more of this AU- Y/N vs the overblots(/hj)

Please bully Y/N with me

★Includes: Fem reader(I’M SORRY BUT ALMOST ALL Y/N FICS I SEE ARE FEM READER AND I NEED IT TO BE FEM READER TO POKE FUN AT Y/N-) reader x Malleus and Ace(sevens I feel bad for them already, but I need Y/N’s imaginary love triangle) crack fic

★Context: It’s just me making a crack fic of the typical, pardon I mean “not like other girls” Y/N from fics x TWST hh-

★Tag.List: @yinenovica @snek-disappearedagain

←Y/N in Scarabia →

I opened up by bluer than the ocean which gets the blue color due to the water absorbing colors in the red part of the light spectrum but I’m too dumb to know that so I’ll just say eyes as blue as sapphires.

Anyway I opened my sapphire blue orbs, my blue pearls, my blue balls in what I call eye sockets, my blue orbeez, I opened them and peered around my room.

Ah, today was just another Tuesday in my boring, uneventful, sad, life.

I turned to check the time on my clock, it was 8:06.

Wait, 8:06?! I was late for school even though no one would care if I was there or not!

I quickly rushed out of my bed, not paying attention to anything else.

I threw on an oversized hoodie and leggings as I live life like a side character in cartoons and only have one set of clothes.

Tying my hair into a messy bun I dashed out of my room, entering the kitchen.

Sadly, my parents weren’t there, they had died 50 years before I was born in a car crash.

I struggled to handle making myself a quick breakfast and doing last-minute homework.

I mean, I could barely reach the countertop as I am 1’3 tall with golden hair longer than Rapunzels.

After eating a small breakfast, I made my way to NRC, the dreaded school I go to.

I hate almost everything about it, I’m not what you would call the popular kids. I get bullied, and for no reason. Oh well, it’s just better to ignore them I guess.

Walking towards the gate, I made a sharp turn. I had to avoid others when entering, for some reason I was always removed even though I very much am totally a student there.

I weaved through the woods until I finally arrived at the backdoor.

Upon entering I felt my tiny body, smaller than a piece of rice, needs a microscope to see, smaller than the writers self-confidence, I felt myself crash into another student.

Looking up I saw one of the students that had gone to the school.

I could feel my face get redder than the wattpad logo as I stammered words out, looking for an excuse.

“I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- I- *insert 500 more “I-”’s* I’m so sorry,” I said, my voice quavering with each word.

“It’s nothing,” they said, before walking away.

I could feel tears grow as he walked off. There was no way, why did I deserve this? Why had everyone have to be so mean even if he literally did nothing wrong and I just like to be dramatic.

I took off like a caterpillar on drugs, making my way to the rooftop.

Barely anyone was there as I slowly approached the side. I looked around, making sure no one was watching.

Taking deep breaths, I let my voice ring out louder than a fire alarm as I sang the one true song I could resonate with, Fight Song by Rachel Platten.

I felt my fears and worries wash away as I sang, letting my true self shine.

“There she goes again,” grumbled a student as they let out a sigh, walking away.

Another student looked up to yell, “Stop singing, you sound like a fire truck had crashed into a brick wall 50 times then refused to fix the siren as it was driven by toads.”

Onlookers did their best to hide their laughs as they left, not wanting to draw attention to themselves.

As I heard the comment I immediately stopped singing, my feelings once again hurt.

Looking down, the person who I had assured to make the comment gave me a thumbs up, most likely enjoying the fact I had stopped singing.

I instantly recognized the red hair, it was none other than Ace Trappola, a first year in my alchemy class.

I felt miserable as I walked back down, off to class even though once again no one would care if I was there or not.

As I exited the classroom once again my smaller than a lego figurine self walked into someone due to the fact that despite having eyes I can not see and if given the chance I would accidentally run into a wall of cacti.

My books tumbled out of my hands, happy to be free from me, as I fell to the ground despite barely touching the person.

“Watch where you’re going,” they mumbled before walking past me, leaving me there alone.

Somehow someone voluntarily walked within 500 ft of me, as they bent down, helping me pickup my books who were so close to escaping me.

I could distinctly tell him apart from the other students, who else was a tall dragon fae with horns? Only Malleus Draconia of course.

As we stood back up I felt the brush of his hand as he handed me my book. Red colored my face as I realized this could only mean one thing, he was in love with me.

How did I get to that conclusion? Oh well I’m so detached from society that I think my life is a wattpad story and anyone who gives me any sort of physical touch is in love with me, plus I’m too dumb to try to look at the situation logically.

“T- T- T- T- T- T- *insert 201837 more “T-”’s* Thankyou,” I stutter out before running off, not paying any attention to the dumbfound fae watching me.

Walking down the hallways I could feel their stares as I headed to the only place I could truly be myself, the rooftop of course.

As I walked towards the edge once more, I let my voice out like someone opening a broken music box that was smashed by a hammer 600 times.

I sang until I had been interrupted, once again by the same rude redhead before.

I turned to see his scarlet red orbeez eye me, his voice cocky and confident.

“You sure do like singing that song, even though you sound like a burning building.”

“W- W- W- W-,” I attempted to respond before he interrupted me again, angering me further.

“Jeez, do you hafta stutter 500 times before saying a word? I get stuttering but you just seem like you’re exaggerating it,” Ace said, placing a smirk on that stupid face of his.

I gave out a scoff before turning back around, looking at the now full courtyard below me.

Ace let out a sigh before walking up next to me, a shock really as no one would want to be caught within 100 ft near me.

He rested his head on the railings as he looked out below too, keeping an awkward silence between us.

For the first time he wasn’t making fun of me, and seeing as how I reacted to Malleus helping me pickup my books, it was only natural for me to believe he had a crush on me aswell, of course I had to use the overused “only bully them because you like them” and “I can fix him” trope.

We stayed there until Ace perked his head up, a sudden burst of realization on his face.

“Wait a moment, this is an all-boys school, how the hell are you here? Are you even a student here?!” He yelped, his once calm expression now replaced with one surprised.

Just then a burst of faculty entered the roof, charging towards me.

I quickly took my books and ran off, not minding any attention to those who tried to stop me.

“Catch her!” Someone yelled as I pushed past people, which really wasn’t needed because once again I’m like a caterpillar on drugs.

I could hear someone mumble along the words, “Just another Tuesday,” as I ran past them, and honestly they were right, this was almost my daily routine.

Perhaps this was why I was often removed from the school, but you see as a wattpad Y/N I can break the logic and rules of stories.

After what felt like I was running forever I finally once again arrived at my house, tired from the chase.

Finally I was able to rest as I placed my books and bag down. Taking my 100 ft hair out of the bun and leaving to relax. Of course, all by myself because I have no friends.

©rayisalive 9/16/22 None of my work is to be translated, plagiarized, or reposted without my knowledge. If I inspired you be sure to tag me so I can check it out!

[corpseofbunny]

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part two of this! i am still not active or have a new tumblr and i now realize jinho is ooc (imo) in my previous works but this was requested by someone so i decided to just make it and go back to the grave, lol.

wiping your runny nose with your sweater sleeve, you looked down at the sidewalk from where you sat. it was a rainy day, the streets were still full. some had umbrellas, some used personal items to protect them from the rain, some didn't use anything and were doused.

you and your friend were lucky, the cafe you went to had outdoor seating under a reflective awning, the grey skies giving everything a murky and disgusting appeal. "you wanna talk about it yet or...?" she finally asked, almost too shy to break the silence that'd grown between you.

you ruined your entire life for him.

now you had nothing. you didn't say anything at first, just staring at the iced coffee and rice balls she had bought you. "not really," you hadn't eaten in days, too despondent to even fathom anything other than rotting in bed all day. her staring was enough to make you finally give in and pick up the cup, bringing the blue straw to your lips. you didn't know what to do without him, or where to go, he supported every aspect of your life and now you had split up. you packed all your things and when you reached the front door of his apartment, jinho didn't say anything or move. you opened the door and took your things, making sure to slam the door.

your other friend was kind enough to let you stay with her, her bed big enough for the two of you. on the nights you cried, she held you close and touched your hair lovingly. something he used to do with less sentiment. he took everything from you. you no longer had a single first that wasn't his. everything that was once yours was his - he robbed you blind and you let him. when you got ready in the morning, you only ever thought about one thing, one person; you'd always be thinking of him and what he wanted. "i'm just gonna go, yeah?" you ran your fingers across your scalp, strands of hair running through them.

"what? you just-" despite her attempt at trying to keep you, you shook your head. "no, i'm just not feeling it. i'm really sorry." you knew you shouldn't be apologizing. you couldn't even try to stay or open up - being a bad friend. you were a runner, always straying away from difficulties when you shouldn't - yet you did. you never wanted to confront or face anything, a lack of accountability followed you everywhere. it didn't take five hours into you breaking up with him to realize he liked that, jinho made you believe you were the victim in every situation. it was his way of making sure you were never going to doubt him, everyone else was at fault - never you. he comforted you, kept you safe, why would you ever even think to question him? the train home was crowded and sticky but you didn't care, as long as it got you out the rain and being questioned by those who liked to pry for few minutes more. the sun had descended by the time you got back to the flat. it was different than jinho's home - smaller, crammed but loved. his felt empty, always lacking something. unlocking the door with the spare keys, you didn't bother turning the lights on, removing your shoes, and hanging the keys on the wall. it wasn't until you heard a click that you got tense, reaching for the light switch and flicking the lights on.

and there he was. "what are you doing?" for the first time, he scared you. jinho was comfortably sat in one of the armchairs, leg crossed over the other and looking at various papers on the coffee table with a smile. job applications, credit card requests, everything you needed to get back to a decent life. "don't worry, i'm only here for one thing and then i'll leave."

he was so calm, the complete opposite of you. "what do you want?" you don't know what it was that made you start saying it but you did. "look, i love you. i love you and i miss you, okay?" you teared up because for the first time he was making you feel afraid and you were defenseless. you took a deep breath and as he stepped forward, you stepped back. it went on until he backed you into the wall, making you flinch. "don't, don't! don't touch me." something was telling you to get away from him but you were stuck. " what are you crying for?" you didn't answer him, shaking your head. what was it that was putting you off? something about all of this was disturbing you and you didn't know what it was. you were trying to figure out how he got in but what was sound before you turned on the lights, that familiar click? you didn’t want to confront the idea on what you thought it could be. how could someone you loved make you worry like this? he used to make you feel safe. "what was that noise like?" you finally asked. he didn't respond. "jinho, what was that noise? you're scaring me, you're scaring me." you gasped at the end of your sentence when he grabbed you, his hand resting on the back of your neck as he pulled you in a hug, free hand resting on the small of your back. "please tell me. i love you and i just want you to tell me.” there was still no response, just the feeling of his lips connecting to the top of your head.

[sekaicards]

what's your favourite card(s) for each character? at least one or two if you wanna fjfkfkkf :0

oh god uh. okay. um.

miku - The Sparkling Magic of Smiles | Where Feelings Come Together | Among The Petals Dancing In The Wind | First Time on the Street! | Feat. Hello Kitty

rin - Idol on Cake ♪ | Another Version Of Me | Tell Me About Your Memories

len - A Treasure Chest Of Fun | We Can Say It

luka - An Elegant Smile | What Do Kappas Like?

meiko - Reassuring Warmth | Narrator of Happiness | Teach Me, Shiho-Sensei!

kaito - It's Okay, Everyone | What Style Would Be Good? | Feelings That Can't Be Ignored

ichika - Smiling Once More | CD Encounter | Let Me Hear That Song | Warmth in the Darkness | The Beginning of Something New | To Deliver an Even Better Sound

saki - Unseen Assistance | Magic Show Assistant! | For Our Next Show! | Abyss of Memories | The Willingness to Accept Everything | Embracing the Memories | Feat. Pompompurin

honami - Grateful For Courage | Because You're Our Dear Friend | The Courage I've Mustered | Getting Our Name Out There | Beyond a Smile | After Showing My Courage | To Overcome This Feeling | Under the Bells of Gratitude and Blessings | While Searching for an Answer

shiho - The Answer I Found | What Made My Sadness Go Away | The Right Path For Me | Getting Closer At The School Festival | Our Sounds Joined Together | Unbeatable Gaze | The Sound of Beginning | With Slight Embarrassment

minori - Let's Do a Fan Meeting! | Passionate Talk! | My First Vocal Range Check! | Smoothies Blended With Feelings | Beyond The Spotlight | Mogumogu Time! | I'll Treasure Them Forever! | Her Back That Makes Me Curious | A Dream That Will Weave New Dreams

haruka - In The Face Of "What I Love" | Someday, I'll Deliver | Together With Our Little Fans | The Future We're Wishing For | Perfect Premonition | Connect Even The Heart | The World's Best Smile | This Place I've Returned To | Our Everyday Life That May Change | Knockout Teamwork! | Overly Luxurious Night

airi - Sweet Moment | To You Who Wants To Be An Idol | The Strongest Idol Smile! | Intro To Tea Ceremony | Growing Distance | For Even Better Livestreams | Special Off-Shot!

shizuku - Meeoow~? | Have A Homemade Rice Ball ♪ | Feels Like Magic | Make Every Shot Count | Graduation From My Worthless Self | A Countryside Location Brimming With Health! | Butterflies From Long, Yet Never Forgotten Days

kohane - Gloomy Night | With The First Sunrise At My Back | Lemonade Break ♪ | Midnight Making | Kaleidoscope of Footprints | Towards an Exciting Future

an - BBQ With Everyone ♪ | Dressed in Pure White | Gentle Memories | To the Place I Couldn't Reach

akito - Unchanging Summer Festival | A Winter Evening Chat | No Compromises When Making Chocolates | One-Act Morning Practice (COME HOME YOU ASSHOLE I HAVE THE REST OF THE SET PLEASE) | The Reason For His Words | Unyielding Determination

toya - A Bond Between Siblings | Outdoor Cooking! | Feelings That Were Buried | Popping Puyos At Lightspeed | Inside the Unchanging Warmth | Feat. Pochacco | Monochrome Color

tsukasa - I'm The Lead! | The Outcome Of My Choice | Backstage Encouragement | An Emergency Meeting?! | Star Melody | A Rush Of Excitement | An Unexpected Classmate

emu - An Irreplaceable Smile | The Barbecue Magistrate!? | Private Emu's Investigating! | Surprise☆For☆My☆Family | Operation Smile Was a Great Success! | Fishing Before the Storm | The Same Face As Mr. Octopus☆ | The Sparkle In Your Eyes | After the Dream | Count Otori Has Arrived! | Towards the World Filled With Smiles | Sweet Memories~ | Feat. Cinnamoroll

nene - Gift From Above | Messenger of Feelings | The Confidence You Gave Me | Celebrate With Fireworks | Dazzling Dream Stage | The Little Squirrels' Invitation | I'm Not Losing My Target | A Childhood Friend's Gaze | Drive GO! GO! | Imagining the Receiver | The Difference I Was Reminded Of | To Get Closer to the Canary | Because I Wasn't Good Enough | All of My Sadness | To Create the Best Film

rui - Unexpected Happenings | The Fire Within | Backstage Alchemist | Endless Imagination and Challenges | Brilliance At Twilight | Blowing In The Evening Breeze | I Can't Just Lose, Can I? | A Sudden Ordeal | Something Left in My Heart | Tickled Curiosity

kanade - The Dream I Saw Will One Day | Flowerbed of Memories | With This Pitch…! | The Best Specialty Shop In Town | I Want to Deliver It, For Everyone's Sake | Someone Who Gives Warmth | Opening Ceremony Held in the Classroom

mafuyu - Dive Into Me | Memories of Warm Affection | In The Warmth Of Glowing Dusk | A Somewhat Different Dinner Table | A Stillness Only You Know | Relaxation Time | The "Heart" That I Picked Up | A Little Time to Relax

ena - New Year's At The Shinonomes | Distant Summer Festival | A Cancelled Message | Creating Something Worth Seeing | Through Pain and Misery | This Claw's Too Weak! | The Animal From My Memory | I Want To Capture That Expression | At Least There's A Moment Of Peace | Draw What You Feel | A Pleasant Afternoon and an Unseen Future | Feat. Kuromi | Gloomy Afternoon

mizuki - Between Feelings and Reality | Taking A Lost Hand | A Moment's Rest | Solitude Utopia | Recreational Shopping | Detour for Two | Encouraged By Your Kindness

[alexis-royce]

Youuuuuu got it @windienine ! Updating an old post since the formatting broke on it:

Like any good OC gremlin, I have playlists for all my favs. The one I’ll put before the cut, though, is Kinesis’ theme song, written by Andrew Huang. He legit wrote it for Evil Plan. It’s both about my OC and it has a slick guitar theme that is just….EVERYTHING. It is the best character theme I have and I adore it.

Here’s a pile (though not even close to all) of character songs under the cut:

Evil Plan

Kinesis: Upside down - Barenaked Ladies, Defeat You- Smash Mouth, half the Dr. Horrible Soundtrack because of course, Evil Genius - Pat Benatar, Bank Job- BNL. A reader also once sent me “Sexy Supervillain” by Fanatical, and I laughed so hard I nearly fell out of my chair.

Alice: Science Vs Romance, Rilo Kiley , Do It - Spice Girls.

William: Vanishing, BNL.

Lemon and Lime - Sunday Morning - Maroon 5



Sire

Anna & Susan - Odds Are - BNL

(Cannot for the life of me find the rest of those playlists. I’m sure there were a ton. Anyway I know a fuckton of weird old musicals, it’s mostly them.)

morphE - Mage: The Awakening Campaign

Campaign Theme: Dark Blue - Jack’s Mannequin

Ammi: Esperandote - Rika Muranaka & Vanesa Quiroz

Sanguine (The First One) - Mister Blue Sky in G Major

Amical: Golden and Green - The Builders and the Butchers, Hurricane - Panic!, Killer Queen - Queen

Billy Thatcher: Every fucking song from Chess, The Musical, by Tim Rice and the boys from Abba

Hendrik Rakove: Hurt So Good - John Mellencamp, Lovefool - Spencer Day’s Cover, Love Me Dead - Ludo, Grace Kelly - BYU A cappella cover, Talk about You - MIKA, It’s All Been Done - BNL, The Show Must Not Go On - Harvey Danger, Circus- Drew Gasparini and Lindsay Mandez.

Talaiporia- Choke - I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Andrew Cross: Camisado- Panic!

Closing Shop - (The weird experimental meta campaign that literally ate itself)

Steam Rising - Murder By Death, Devil’s Calling - Florence and the Machine, Talkin at the Texaco - James McMurtry, Keepin’ It Real - Barenak BLOW BY KESHA BLOW BY KESHA GET MY SONG RIGHT GET IT RIGHT, Sometimes the Line Walks You - Murder By Death

Exit Signs- Slashers/mixed nWoD Campaign

Season One theme: What if I’m Wrong - Damien Rice

Season Two Theme: I Wanna Get Better - Bleachers

Cyril: Disaster - Drew Weston, A Little Irony - Tom Milsom.

Dea ‘Exit’ DeLus: When I Grow Up - Tim Minchin, Break Your Heart - BNL, If I Had a Heart - Fever Ray, Crystalline - Bjork, Still - Ben Folds, Come Into My Head - Kimbra, Dinner at Eight - Rufus Wainwright, What You Know - Two Door Cinema Club, Big Dark Love - Murder By Death, Bitter and Sick - One Two,

DRT: Bitter Rivals - Sleigh Bells, Passcode - BNL.

Swing: Boogie Feet - Kesha.

Deirdre Whitman: Welcome to the Ball - Rufus Wainwright.

NonPlatonic Forms

I’m Gonna Win- Rob Cantor Boomerang - Lucy Schwartz, Hate that you know me so well- Bleachers, Jericho - Rufus Wainwright, Guster - Center of Attention, Toe to Toe - BNL, Give It Back to You - BNL, Limits -BNL (I apologize for nothing I love Silverball), Blood - ANIMA!, and of COURSE- Dead Inside by Patricia Taxxon!

- Other characters -

Channery Keene

Artificial Heart - JoCo, Erase Me - Ben Folds Five, Desperate Measures - Marianas Trench, Haunted - Maya Kern, Cake - Melanie Martinez, Bulletproof- La Roux, Cassandra - Area 11, Stolen - Greentree, Guster - Simple Machine, Make Me Feel - Janelle Monae, Could I Leave You - (specifically Donna Murphy at the Sondheim’s 80th concert).

Chrome and Prism

Kiss with a Fist - Florence and the Machine, Langhorns - Spybeat, Dancing’s Not a Crime - Panic!, Thanks I Hate It - Simple Creatures, Sweet Talk - Saint Motel, This Is Love - Air Traffic Controller, Nothing Without You- Vienna Teng

Harold Ludicael

Consequence Free - Great Big Sea, Sea of No Cares- Great Big Sea, Don’t Threaten me with a Good Time - Panic!, Dust and Ashes from Great Comet, I Need to Know from Jekyll and Hyde; Boy Decide - Murder by Death, Spring Break 1899 - Murder By Death, My Type - Saint Motel.

[faterpresources]

Wɪᴛᴄʜ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Hᴏʟʏ Nɪɢʜᴛ - Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2 : Lɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʟᴀsᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ (ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2) - Sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs

A collection of random lines compiled from the game Witch on the Holy Night (Mahōtsukai no Yoru ,also known as Mahoyo) Feel free to change the pronouns in order to better suit the parts involved. Warning: some crude language

❝So we're really going through with this? We're absolutely sure we wanna do this? ❞

❝I thought I told you yesterday that I'm not interested in being your taste tester. ❞

❝No matter where you run, they'll chase you as long there's still life left in them.❞

❝There's nothing I can do if neither of you understand why you feel the way you do. ❞

❝Who could have thought His/Her Highness could be so considerate to his/her friends? ❞

❝Just because he/she wants to be friends doesn't mean I have to suddenly like him/her. ❞

❝Oh, nothing. It's just that those are some special-looking rice balls you've got there. ❞

❝Are you trying to make fun of me? A word of advice, leave that to us smart people, hmm? ❞

❝The city is really strange, but a pretty easy place to live, once you get the hang of it. ❞

❝You're so petty, you know that?! You're supposed to repay insult with insults, you coward! ❞

❝I'm impressed you never complain about it. You always look like nothing bothers you at all. ❞

❝We never see eye to eye. Talking to you is like going on a date, both pointless activities. ❞

❝Hearing you say that, I was just thinking I've never met such a despicable person in my life. ❞

❝Hopefully you've learned your lesson, oh hellish demon who feasts upon the hearts of men/women. ❞

❝ Relax. The city might have its share of shady guys, but none of them are magicians in disguise. ❞

❝ Are you kidding me!? How in the hell do you come to that conclusion after hearing a story like that!? ❞

❝ He/she won't like you for being nice to him/her, and he/she won't hate you for being mean to him/her. ❞

❝ I'm not someone who goes around holding grudges for something that happened over a week ago, you know. ❞

❝ Oh! You wanna become our second volunteer? Perfect! I'll make it the best winter vacation you've ever had! ❞

❝ Hehehe, have you lost your way, Your Highness? You're slumming where the commoners eat gruel from their toughs. ❞

❝ Really?! But 's such a goody-two-shoes! He/she's never broken any rules! Well, the rules of the school at least! ❞

❝ I was starting to wonder if it was normal for that kind of thing to go on in a city, so I wanted to hear your opinion. ❞

❝ Don't mind them. If you get involved with every idiot who invites you to do something, you'll mess up your whole life. ❞

❝ Don't you think you should stop wasting brainpower on this? I mean, you've got so few brain cells to work with as it is. ❞

❝ Rumors like those can come in handy sometimes. You can use them chase off annoying people. Just be careful about who you tell, okay?❞

❝ I could hear you before. I was just ignoring you because you were annoying me, and I thought it'd be easier than getting you to shut up. ❞

❝ Like how everyone think he/she's an angel, and how nothing seems to bother him/her. Maybe it's how good he/she is at getting on my nerves. ❞

❝ I forgot. You don't know about what happened a year ago… 'Cause if you did, you wouldn't be treading down this path of destruction, my friend. ❞

❝ Okay, so why'd you pick a fight with him/her? I mean, he/she does throw you off when you talk to him/her, but there's not an evil bone in his/her body. ❞

❝ Sometimes I feel someone's gaze on me, and when I turn around to see who it is, he/she's there, looking like he/she's worried about me, that I'll mess up. ❞

[chidoroki]

Ron Kamonohashi EP3

aka: your typical hot spring shenanigans

I really wanna know what’s the deal with those markings on Ron’s body. Aside from the 96 looking one on the side of his neck, there’s smaller ones around it that we don’t see nowadays so did the majority of them fade?

“And to ensure that justice is never overshadowed by evil, we train detective. We cannot have a detective who kills people.” I know both organizations have their differences, but BLUE reminds me of the Sibyl System just a little bit.. also Bifrost but only because of how everyone is sitting around a large table acting all superior.

The lady in charge at BLUE talking about Ron’s punishment only to have the upbeat OP play seconds right after is kinda hilarious. Talk about a mood shift.

Aww Ron being such a good cat dad buying it all kinds of food and stuff. Also, his shirt with the little face is adorable.

He’s gonna win the lottery on the first try, isn’t he.. yuuuupp, a trip to the hot springs for you!

“We’ve handed out both the grand and second-place prizes.” I bet ya anything the purple haired man from BLUE won second.

Oh, speak of the devil.. now that we got a better look at him.. yeah, he’s fine. & he does indeed share a voice actor with Friede so that’s gonna give me whiplash hearing my adorable professor suddenly sound all sinister.

Nevermind this man also winning the lottery, he’s somehow working at said spring instead. Glasses fit him well too.

Oh! Yeah now that we can get a better look at Ron, he really doesn’t have any of those other markings on his body anymore besides the one on his neck.

“I once suffered injuries all over my body, yet this was the only one that scarred.” I’ve received answers yet now have more questions!

Even Ron believes part of it looks like a 6, but still, how did ya get a scar like that?

This man is obsessed with his black sugar syrup that he even drowns his rice with it.

Uh huh, I had a feeling Ron was gonna take the ping-pong game seriously so I was excited to see a full match, but the fool lost the ball after the first serve.. shame.

Oh my god, it was Amamiya who won the second place prize! Poor girl walked right in on the boys in the bath.. she’s never gonna live that down.

Ron is so hellbent on playing Life with everyone and he’s gonna get his wish darn it!

Ohhh that wife from earlier found lifeless in the spring, seems as if that legend is coming true.

With everyone playing Life from midnight to 2am, that really lowers the suspects down a bit I think.

Ron, for fucks sake, always getting up close and personal to the dead huh?

Damn, purple-Friede putting all the heat on Amamiya instantly since she was the only one who returned to her room last night without playing the game.

Oh he definitely planned for this so he could catch Ron sleuthing.

I swear I’m gonna swoon each and every time we get a glimpse of Ron’s eyes.

[cyanide-e-pistachio]

WIP Game

Rules: Go to your current WIP and share the following:

The first line of your work.

The first line of your current chapter (or if it’s a one-shot, the first line of the tenth paragraph).

The last line you wrote.

A line for a chapter/part you haven’t written yet.

Tag at least 3 people whose work you wanna see, and if you make a separate post for it, please link the original.

I was tagged by @nardaviel to do this game! I figured why not participate in a little fun and also share little snippets of my upcoming longfic? :3

First line of the work:

“By all accounts, Goro Akechi was supposed to be dead.”

The first line of the current chapter I’m working on:

“Akira thought that adjusting to the life of a househusband would be easier.”

The last line I wrote:

“Again, this was getting…very complicated, to say the least. Akira had hoped that maybe this world would spontaneously implode or something before he had to come clean to his now husband. But it was still here, they were still married and Akira was balls deep into scrubbing this stubborn piece of stuck rice off this godforsaken bowl.

Okay. Yeah. Maybe it was time to stop playing house. As horrible as the repercussions would be, Akira owed it to Akechi to confess. Who knows—maybe with all his ‘glorious intelliect’, he’d have a few ideas on how to get him back home.”

Line for a part I haven’t written yet (got carried away might delete later 🤪✌🏻)

“‘Something wrong?’ Kurusu asked him.

Akechi blinked, scrambling to find an excuse. ‘No, just…sometimes this feels a little…unreal, don’t you think?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘This,’ Akechi said, surprisingly breathless. He stepped closer to Kurusu. ‘Us.’

‘Yeah. I get that too, sometimes.’ Kurusu looked equally as serious, setting down the basket of laundry and closing the distance between them. ‘Even now, it can feel…hard to believe.’

‘Heh. Sometimes I wonder how truly insane you must be to have married me.’

Kurusu grinned. That shit-eating grin Akechi hated. ‘I never said I was normal, did I?’

Exhaustion caused people to do strange things. Some studies say that exhaustion can almost impair someone’s judgement to that of a drunkard. And that really could be the only logical explanation for why Akechi pressed his lips to Kurusu’s own.

Before he could even ask himself why the living fuck he did that, Kurusu wrapped an arm around the small of his back and pressed them flush together. Akechi couldn’t escape, not that fleeing was much of a tangible thought right now.

No, Akechi was too distracted by swallowing the bitterness down his throat and just fucking yielding to this. Just this once. Just this once. He had never thought about kissing someone before this timeline. Except maybe with Kurusu a few times. Maybe more than a few times.

And look at what he was doing right now.

This kiss lasted a little more than 4 seconds. Truthfully it might’ve lasted a minute, maybe more. Akechi couldn’t get enough of the plush and warmth of Kurusu’s lips, a warmth that could only be exuded by a living being, a warmth that Akechi never wanted to admit he craved until now.

Somewhere along the line tongue got involved. If Akechi thought Kurusu’s lips were warm before, they were nothing compared to the pure heat of his mouth, slipping past his own lips and invading his entire being. Akechi tangled his hands into the fabric of Akira’s shirt, growing fervid from the other man’s soft hums and quiet pants, feeling like he may burst at the seams at any moment.

Shit. This was evil. This was delicious. Maybe this was everything Akechi imagined and then some.

When they both found it within themselves to pull back, they were flushed, breathless. Akira stared back at him, eyes blown wide with something resembling desperation and uncertainty and yearning, all at once.

They were on the razor’s edge. One more push. One more move and Akechi would be done for. His carefully crafted being would burn to ash, leaving a fool in the cinders.

And one thought kept his flame burning, alive: no matter what, this wasn’t real.

It wasn’t.”

I’ll tag users @sixteen-juniper @honeysweetcorvidae @ser-estinien to participate in the game! Let me know if you’d like to be tagged and I can add you as well 💚

[fictionz]

New Fiction 2023 - January

"Psalms" (1-100) ed. Richard Challoner (1752)

Okay so this is where priests pull all the one-liners that they drop during sermons.

"The Husband Stitch" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

Can’t let it go despite the peril.

"Inventory" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

When in doubt, a list.

"Mothers" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

Penitent daughters of singular mothers.

"Especially Heinous" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

You learn sooner or later that they were always dead girls.

"Real Women Have Bodies" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

They’ll always find you.

"Eight Bites" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

When left with little recourse, it’s only natural to sing the song.

"The Resident" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

Make things around people? No, thank you.

"Difficult At Parties" by Carmen Maria Machado (2017)

The party parable rings universal.

"The First Peer" by Dayton Ward and Kevin Dilmore (2010)

The things we do when we failed to realize we’re not at fault.

"Reservoir Ferengi" by David McIntee (2010)

Can’t make a song bird do your taxes.

"The Slow Knife" by James Swallow (2010)

The only reasonable conclusion to plotting.

"The Unhappy Ones" by Keith R.A. DeCandido (2010)

Carving out the place you’re due from bone.

"Freedom Angst" by Britta Burdett Dennison (2010)

You can play the part, but when will you live it?

"Revenant" by Marc D. Giller (2010)

Once more: Star Trek is primed for horror.

"Work Is Hard" by Greg Cox (2010)

Achieving a satisfactory life.

"The Briefcase" by Rebecca Makkai, performed by Victor Garber for NPR's Selected Shorts (2009, 2023)

The skin is loose but if it fits...

"Paradise" by Yxta Maya Murray, performed by Tanis Parenteau for NPR's Selected Shorts (2020, 2023)

Limited options means limited solutions.

Honor in the Night by Scott Pearson (2010)

That’s the stuff. A cross-generational Star Trek mystery is just my game.

Trapped in Bat Wing Hall by R.L. Stine (1995)

Goosebumps books are simply a delight.

A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare, presented by Rice University Department of Visual and Dramatic Arts (1595, 2013)

Hey, this Shakespeare guy was pretty funny.

"Comet as Paperboy" by Samantha Blysse Haviland (2022)

Forever waiting.

"The Art of Negotiation" by Meghan Privitello (2016)

We’re still waiting.

"Forest Spirits" by Secondlina (2022)

Give them space.

"Forest Spirits 2" by Secondlina (2022)

Gotta have a Joe.

"With Sympathy" by Oglaf Comics (2017)

You can have it.

"it went like this" by chaumas-deactivated20230115 (2023)

Power of the belly.

Simpsons Comics Colossal Compendium - Volume One (2013)

Just when I think I’m out, they pull me back in.

"Full Void Demo" dev. OutOfTheBit (2023)

Oh this is great. I've been in the mood to play a game just like this. 2D movement, careful and considered locomotion, single screen puzzles with no frustrating resets to far back in the level when a player dies. It looks and sounds amazing, and I love the environment design.

Thunderbirds dev. Saffire (2004)

I worked on this nearly twenty years ago but somehow wasn’t sure that I’d actually completed the game. Now I know.

"bugs" dir. k. pakiz (2023)

Of course there’s hats.

"enter initials" dir. k. pakiz (2023)

Three letters, no supervision.

Avatar: The Way of Water dir. James Cameron (2022)

Looks pretty, stops short.

Whitney Houston: I Wanna Dance with Somebody dir. Kasi Lemmons (2022)

A respectful consideration.

Thunderbirds dir. Jonathan Frakes (2004)

I wasn’t sure about the game, but I know I hadn’t watched this movie. Something in the wake of the Spy Kids era.

M3GAN dir. Gerard Johnstone (2023)

It builds up but doesn’t quite land. Not sure what I expected, but it seems to have done well so they’ll get another shot.

Corsage dir. Marie Kreutzer (2022)

Just follow a person for a while and listen.

Broker dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda (2022)

There’s no conscious family.

Skinamarink dir. Kyle Edward Ball (2022)

You had me without the jumpscares.

Plane dir. Jean-François Richet (2023)

Plane goes down, plane goes up.

Missing dir. Will Merrick & Nick Johnson (2023)

They ratchet up the melodrama.

That Time I Got Reincarnated As a Slime the Movie: Scarlet Bond dir. Yasuhito Kikuchi (2023)

As lost in the weeds as expected.

A Man Called Otto dir. Marc Forster (2023)

I mean, so would I.

Puss In Boots: The Last Wish dir. Joel Crawford (2022)

This many characters done so well. An impressive story.

Women Talking dir. Sarah Polley (2022)

Stageplay tragedies.

Thunderbirds - "Trapped In The Sky" (1965)

An impressive VFX showcase.

Tales from the Crypt - "The Man Who Was Death" (1989)

This is supposed to be the best the series has to offer? (But I’m here for the cheese anyway.)

The Outer Limits - Seasons 1-3 (1995-1997)

Speaking of cheese, this is perfect 90s sci-fi, and a fine example of Canada’s dominance of 90s TV production.

[milfhandholder]

Rules: Tag 10 people you wanna get to know better!

@abliafina-18782 tagged me, therefore is responsible for me being cringe

Favourite time of the year:

My ancestors unfortunately moved to some shitty tropical country so... I guess rainy seasons bcs it's not hot as balls

Comfort food:

(Spicy) fried rice

Do you collect anything?

In real life, nah. I don't really have the money nor the permission to do so. In my phone, pictures of Grell

Favourite drink:

Iced lychee tea, always a favorite

Favourite song/artist:

Mamamoo and Twice (I'm very late in being a Once, yes I know)

Current favourite songs:

Frickin obsessed with the Stranger Things remix of Running Up That Hill. Go Tonight is also such a good song for thinking about a specific animatic idea ugh!

Favourite fics:

Surprisingly, I don't have one 😭 I've read a LOT of good fics but I have yet to find one that I like so much, I'd spam it to everyone I know. If I HAD to pick one, I guess this fic

I've never been one to tag people so go ahead and do it on your own if you want to!

[lightspren]

idk what to google to figure out like

other cultures’ portable food?

like that’s not quite the right wording but. the quick, simple food that you’re not likely to find at a sit down restaurant necessarily but that you’d eat at least once a week at home

like sandwiches for USA, rice balls for Japan, tortilla wrapped Things for central america (and these are generalizations bc again IDK THE FOODS that’s the point of the post)

anyway I wanna figure these out so i can try them and see if i like them bc it feels like that’s easier to incorporate into my life and make for balanced diet when dealing with little to no energy

so if anyone has recipes or direction hmu lol

[prince-of-orchids]

Questions the unusual nsfw ask game :3

Answer per your comfort/discretion of course!!!

General questions

2 (have you ever humped a pillow until you came? Would you?)

9 (look around yourself. You are extremely horny. What unusual object are you using to get off?)

12 (what's the weirdest thing that turned you on? Did you masturbate to it? Would you do it again?)

16 (you masturbated to starvation. what's the top number 1 food you crave rn?)

41 (what's the best orgasm you had in past months?)

46 (what scent you find arousing?)

Bonus

1 (are you satisfied with your sex life? If not, what would you like to change? If yes, is there something you would still like to improve to make it even better?)

4 (Considering you and your sex life, is there something you are so proud of you want to brag about on tumblr.com?)

My own questions

Are there question(s) you were hoping to answer? If yes, which one(s)?

mayyyyybe I see you rb my stuff a lot and wanna interact with you more but i'm super shy ... can I be 🪐 anon please? in case I work up the courage to ask something again lmao

(Some questions I did not answer, not because of uncomfortablily, but simply because I didn't really have an answer to give 😅. Thank you so much for sending so many questions though!!)

General Questions

2 (have you ever humped a pillow until you came? Would you?)

Oh absolutely! It's my preferred method to get off while on my period (less messy when I don't get my hands involved) but overall it's definently one of my favorite ways to get off.

9 (look around yourself. You are extremely horny. What usual object are you using to get off?)

PS4 controller. Disregarding the obvious need for sanitation, I feel like the buttons and joysticks would feel good, or at least interesting, to grind on 👀

12 (what's the weirdest thing that turned you on? Did you masturbate to it? Would you do it again?)

I was trying to take a nap once, and for some god forsaken reason I couldn't stop thinking about a person being experimented on by aliens. Having their dick and balls filled up with eggs via urethra that would grow in size over time until they were hard and aching 24/7. I'm not sure where the thought came from, but I did end up masturbating to it because I could NOT fall asleep after getting myself worked up. I haven't come across that sort of thing in my current tumblr perusings, but I could see myself coming back to that fantasy.

16 (you masturbated to starvation. What's the top number 1 food you crave rn?)

Hibachi style chicken and rice. It's filling and absolutely delicious what can I say. ESPECIALLY if it comes with yum yum sauce.

Bonus Questions

1 (are you satisfied with your sex life? If not, what would you like to change? If yes, is there something you would still like to improve to make it even better?)

To be completely honest I don't have one asside from masturbating 😅. I'm still a virgin and that doesn't seem to be changing any time soon. I don't put a lot of effort into dating, as both dating sites and the thought of asking someone out make me Incredibly Nervous. So I guess the change I'd like to see would be the opportunity to try new things, experiment, experience, and/or just play in the space with someone else who doesn't mind my inexperience!

Other Questions

Are there question(s) you were hoping to answer? If yes, which one(s)?

45 (What would you love to roleplay as in bed?)

I'm using this as an excuse to talk more about my royalty kink ahdjsks (I paid good money for my Renaissance Fair outfit alright I want to use it more than twice a year alright??). I am chomping at the bit constantly to be a prince who is seduced by their knight. Someone so important and so influential having to learn to take orders from what should be their subordinate. And perhaps to aid in this, a collar and leash could be introduced. A little tug on the leash to go along with the commands, and of course the collar to show who truly belongs to the other. Add a dash of both mocking and genuine praise as well as some body worship and I'll probably be a goner whether I'm on top or bottom. Naturally, the crown stays on.

Additionally, I've been an avid reader of a/b/o fanfics for years and am very interested in it both narritivly and conceptually. Do I have enough self awareness to determine what my designation would be, not really I change my mind every time I think on it too hard. Have I tried making a nest before, yeah what about it? A lot of the posts I see on here are a little too CNC or degrative for my tastes, so you don't see it around my blog too often, however it is definently a point of interest I wish to pursue some day.

mayyyyybe I see you rb my stuff a lot and wanna interact with you more but i'm super shy ... can I be 🪐 anon please? in case I work up the courage to ask something again lmao

Of course you can! Building on my earlier statement, I don't know how to be horny with other people yet, hence my own apprehension to branch out a bit and socialize... so we can be shy together!! I would be truly ecstatic to see you in the ask box again :]

[high-warlock-of-brooklyn]

Tw bodyshaming, body image issues, mentions of eating and food. I'm ranting here please heed the warnings

I have been trying to eat healthier after getting my own place and finally saving up enough to afford an oven. And that's been an effort even though I love it because I do have a difficult relationship with food after years of trauma. So I'm very proud of sticking to my decision to eat healthy homemade food. My coworkers know about this and the ones I'm closest to are very happy for me to eat healthy. And this is the keyword here - healthy (you'll realise why later). However, one of my coworker called it 'my new fad' (her exact words) and 'won't last long enough for the veggies I bought to rot'. It's fine. I'm fine with her dismissal. But it's been incredibly tough to stick to this schedule on top of my adhd and living by myself for the first time in my life and being the adult and the child in the household.

And today a co-worker literally sought me out to my seat during break and whispered in my ear 'I'm so glad to hear you went on a diet. You look like you need it just like I told you. Now you won't look as bad once you get rid of all that fat and you can actually look good. *Points at my tiffin that I made getting up at 6.30 and sacrificing my sleep to eat healthy* are you sure you should have that much, you know, like portion control?' then told me to stick to loose jeans because 'those jeggings make your thighs bigger than they already are'

I'm so incredibly heartbroken today and I can't even tell anyone because I feel like I'm in the wrong and god I've never felt so guilty to have rice and I almost skipped lunch and dinner today. Why do people have to be so fucking horrible. Stop commenting on people's bodies for fuck's sake. I just wanna curl up in a ball and cry and all this is after I got my hand crushed by the elevator doors because the guy on the other side wanted the doors to close while I was only halfway through. I'm in pain and I'm so so angry and furious and devastated I feel like it's all been for nothing and I feel huge. I tried to salvage it by taking some cute selfies but all I could see was the big cheeks and all the big parts and I just wanna cry

[crucifixes-and-chrysanthemums]

I've decided, after Em mentioned her own journaling, that I should probably do it more. Once a week on Mondays at the least.

First off, three things I like about myself. One: I'm a good listener. Two: I am helpful to others. Three: I am good at understanding others' emotional perspectives.

That wasn't so hard, was it? Alright, maybe a little harder than it should be, but so be it. Blame it on the late time and I'm sorta tired. Anyway, it's almost Christmas! This Sunday, in fact. I know a few of my gifts, which is nice. Rice cooker, blanket, heated jacket. All stuff I can use. My secret Santa arrives tomorrow and it's something Lana Del Rey-related. It's Lana Del Rey-lated. Or at least, that's my guess. Mom and I got Pap a holster with a light for his 43X. I got dad a flashlight. I need to just get gift cards for the rest, I think. I don't really have any ideas, unfortunately. A few, but they're too cliche.

Em is breaking up with her boyfriend, and I support her. He gave her the clap and didn't tell her for a week. When he did it came out really shitty. Poor Em. I feel so bad for her. She just keeps getting kicked in the balls by life. Deserves much better. I might be going to visit her around March, for which I'm rather excited. It'll be nice to meet her in person. We've been talking a lot lately which is nice. It's nice to have company.

I'm thinking of going back to school. St. Bernard's school in the city has a bunch of classes I'm really interested in. They're not terribly expensive, financial aid is apparently easy to get, and their graduate certificates don't require an undergrad degree. Hopefully something to help for the future. Maybe, maybe not; still something I have to pray on a lot.

My prayer life has actually been decent lately! Still rather unorganized but pretty much every night I talk to God a little bit. So that's nice. Makes me feel like less of a shithead. Makes a real difference, honestly.

Man, there was something else I was gonna talk about but it totally slipped my mind. Unrelated, Campbell's Chunky Potato Ham Chowder? Bad. Really bad. Steak and potato? Absolutely cash money.

I've also come up with a new aesthetic/-core: Bog Wizard-core. Bog Wizard-core is the music and whatnot of a wizard living in a bog. Away from society, deep within a forest, where the light always seems to be shining, but the shadows are always a little long. Living in a giant boot, or perhaps a mushroom. Something made of nature but still shaped by man. Slow, ambient stuff. Mostly without lyrics. The type of music a Bog Wizard would listen to while brewing potions and observing wildlife and whatnot. Pianos, slow electric guitars, and woodwinds. Earth tones with flashes of bright blue and red here and there. Man, I wanna be a Bog Wizard. Note that Bog Wizard =/= Druid. Bog Wizards live in large footwear or huts augmented by, but not primarily made of nature. Druids live in nature augmented by huts, or right in a mushroom or something. I wanna just live in a bog and make potions and observe the wildlife and whatnot from my hut. Go on silly little walks through the bog with my magic torch to light my path.

That's about it, I suppose. Thanks for listening, diary. You always do.

12/20/22 - 12:26am.