#idk what I'm doing atp anyway lol

[squirsquirrel]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: プロジェクトセカイ カラフルステージ！| Project SEKAI COLORFUL STAGE! (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kamishiro Rui/Tenma Tsukasa Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, I don't know how else to tag this sorry so if I think of more then I'll add here Summary:

One night, Rui Kamishiro completes painting his dream onto canvas. That same night he experiences a dream where his painting comes to life and a boy within is smiling, ready to greet him. His name is Tsukasa Tenma and he is as curious about Rui as Rui is of Tsukasa. But a dream's a dream and Rui bids farewell to Tsukasa, sure he won't see him again. Until the following day when he wakes up to find a familiar looking boy sitting next to him and an empty painting where his masterpiece once stood.

[ryansjane]

DAMNNN, they kinda popped off on step by step! would be a fair point to make if it wasn't itself a bl show profiting off lgbtq+ relationships but oh well 🤭

[kuiinncedes]

:P

[daz4i]

thinks "hm i'm craving some home made cake i should make some cake". gets up out of bed. agonizing pain. yet another way in which this wretched body of mine keeps itself from experiencing any joy..

[thisismisogynoir]

No one:

Me whenever I see yet another blog I respect and admire make/reblog a post on how the lesbian/comphet masterdoc is biphobic/inaccurate:

[honeyvenommusic]

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[melodic-haze]

I NEED to both Feixiao & Yukong feral atp...may or may not in heat as well 😈 (the sun is killing me btw, no joke I'm out her dehydrating at the beach 😭)

I HOPE THE SUN DIDN'T MURDER YOU EARLIER 😭😭😭 tbh even though I'm outside I feel like I'm gonna die from heat exposure idk 💀

FUCKING FEIXIAO AND YUKONG WHILE THEY'RE IN HEAT IS FUCKING INSANE THOUGH.......like call me Chappell Roan cuz I'm saying good luck babe no matter how fit you are or how much stamina you have bc one foxian would be. More than enough to make a dent no matter what, just imagine TWO OF THEM??? AND TWO OF THE MOST PHYSICALLY FIT ONES TOO LOL SAY BYE TO YOUR FUCKING PELVIS❗️❗️❗️ They don't gaf what organs you have dude they're draining you dry

They're probably two sides of the same coin too—Feixiao would happily go through her heat if it meant getting fucked silly by you while Yukong would try her best to not be all desperate bc she needs to be hashtag practical and a working girlboss, not acting like some cheap whore :(((( she ends up giving in anyway LMAO

Tbh having no dick wouldn't even be an issue cuz there's probably some sorta miracle pill made where it gives you one for a limited amount of time. And they suck you dry in every hole they have bc thry're DETERMINED to come out of the whole thing pregnant 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ cuz why would you do smth if you don't have any driving passion to go the whole mile huh

[thelilylav]

Y'know what? Fuck it (gives u guys a list of poc artists to listen to cause the white ppl on the music side of tumblr have been embarassing me)

List is under the cut, and warning bc I made it very long

Rock:

Los Abuelos De La Nada

Gesu No Kiwami Otobe

Chuck Berry

Ben E. King

Los Prisoneros

Ahmed Fakroun (ok this one's french art rock but in my book it still counts)

Burnout Syndromes (been fucking w them since I got into Haikyuu lmao)

Infinity Song (their hater song genuinely gets me every time LMAO)

People in the Box

N.E.R.D (my god if u don't know them.. idk dude my brother has been obsessed w them for forever so i just was not getting away regardless lol)

Punk/Punk Rock (& other punk subgenres):

Nova Twins (u must listen to them it's just the way it's gotta be guys)

Rina Sawayama (her hatred of Matty Healy is so attractive. i cannot believe i found her two years ago cause i still remember i would not shut up when i first heard her music it was so good)

BABYMETAL (the way their band name just straight up screams at people gets me every time lmaooo)

Indie:

The Younger Lovers

Mashrou Leila

Stella Jang

Shak SYrn (Jenni is on repeat in my room at any given moment)

Steve Lacy (if u listen to more than just Bad Habit u will find an actuall amazing discography)

Jenny Nuo (i have been OBSESSED w her music since like 2021 ish and it is a crime she hasn't blown up more imo)

Nujabes

Hemlocke Springs (oooo i hate that she does not get more love!!! synth pop and alt indie is such a fun niche like!!!)

Lyn Lapid (in my head she's huge but i have recently learned that artists i think r super popular may be unknown to an entire genre of ppl soo)

Megagonefree (found them on ig and omg!! PLS go check them out genuinely)

boa (i am once again shaming u if u don't know them)

Wallice

JAZZ (in all caps bc I fucking LOVE jazz no it's not dead go listen to jazz rn motherfuckers):

Idris Muhammad

Esperanza Spalding

Joanna Wang (ok she does pop and folk music too but idk she felt most appropriate here)

SAMARA JOY (put. some. respect. on. her. name. i would actually go to war for her i am not kidding. also this is in all caps bc MY MOM GOT TO SEE HER LIVE??? AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHO SHE WAS PLS I WAS SO MAD OMGGG but i've been promised tickets next time so we're good)

Sade (my og one and only)

Funk:

Fadoul

George Clinton (i mean he's just a classic yknow)

Parliament (Give Up the Funk can make me dance like no other i swear)

Stevie Wonder (i mean.. like if we're on the topic of classics anyway then...)

Michael Jackson/The Jackson 5 (moreso his earlier stuff if my memory isn't lying to me.. look it's been a second since i listened to mj IM SORRY i am a busy person ok TT)

R&B:

Valerie June

Maxine Nightingale (if u don't listen to her... how do u have fun? actual question i put her on every time i need to feel happy atp)

Boney. M (technically they're reggae but they also count as R&B so idk.. i'm just putting them here if anyone wants me to move them later i will)

Amahla (Ca Suffit was so good and got me to check out the rest of her music, YOU SHOULD TOO!!)

Mary J Blige (not to judge but like... if u don't know THE queen then idk how to help you tbh)

SZA (wouldn't be a list without her in it tbh. i'm in love w her not even joking abt that)

Kali Uchis (to this day i cannot believe i saw her live i'm truly never getting a better moment than that omggg i have such a big crush on her anyway)

Aupinard (if ever u need to just vibe, this is the man u go to.)

Wejdene (TU PARLES AVEC UNE ANISSA MA MOI J'APPELLE WEJDENE- she's been my day 1 since i was like thirteen i can't even lie)

Annisse (just found out she only has like ~500 listeners on spotify??? apparently i'm one of them tho lmao so yeah go get that number up guys i love her too much for this disrespect)

Sister Sledge

Cheryl Lynn

Reggae:

Daddy Yankee (he's an honourable mention cause i couldn't not lmao)

Skindred (they're a reggae/metal fusion band and i will shut up abt them when i'm dead bc Nobody rewired my brain chemistry!!)

Manu Chao

Toquinho (i was so convinced this man was bossa nova but apparently he is reggae and i need to do some music theory review)

Folk:

Sushi Soucy (oh the things I Deserve to Bleed had me going thru in 2020/2021)

Miriam Makeba (Pata Pata should be enough to get anyone listening to her, just saying)

Lead Belly (do urself a favour and do some research on this man, i'm not kidding even if u don't like folk music u should know abt him- ESPECIALLY if u like Nirvana that'll make sense later trust)

Pop:

Corinne Bailey Rae (she has so much good music that gets ignored bc of Put Your Records On so.. yeah go listen to Black Rainbows she's only gotten better as time goes on lol)

Dru (he is for any person who likes ke$ha. i'm so serious he is early 2000s in a bottle and i love his music ur rlly missing out if u ignore him)

Monique Hasbun (found her recently! she's a Palestinian, Mexican and Salvadorian artist who plays around with Latin pop and does a lot of fusion music. she's dope go listen to her fr)

Mohammad Assaf (he made the Palestine song that's been going around ig a lot, but his other stuff is great as well. he's another Palestinian artist, so once again, go check him out!!)

Pinkpanthress (i LOVE her she's so much fun to just vibe to and idk how anyone couldn't have heard of her atp but then again this is the sight that didn't know who drake was so... sigh. go listen to her if u don't already!!)

Aliyah's Interlude (BROOO if u haven't heard of her actually go listen rn i'm so serious she is so good i can'ttttt ok bye)

Veondre (had a collab w Aliyah on It Girl and is gonna be releasing her own music very soon! she's trans too so go give her some love)

Shalco (wasn't sure whether to put him here or in hip hop, but his stuff is very very good either way)

Ado (she's j-pop but it's a form of pop so into the pop category she goes)

Moon (she's got two songs out rn, Moonlight and Seoul City Drift, and both r going on loop in my head at all times)

Jay Chou (call me a basic bitch idc he's good ok)

Atarashii Gakko! (i wouldn't say they're j-pop, but google did, so i'm just going w it lol)

flowerovlove (just trust me on this one)

El Tio Gamboin (Los Gatitos is such a cute song)

Grace Chang (see note for Jay Chou)

King Gnu (for all my j-pop lovers... come get ur man)

Salsa:

Lalo Rodriguez (included this genre specifically so i could mention him)

Adalberto Santiago

Roberto Roena (he's a classic i can't lie)

Hector Lavoe (i think he might be the most popular one in this genre lol)

City Pop (this is its own genre bc i literally did a presentation in high school abt it and i'll be damned if i don't flex my knowledge now):

Mariya Takeuchi

Miki Matsubara (my QUEEN my everything my-)

Anri

Taeko Onuki (one of my most listened to artists last yr for a Reason)

Kaoru Akimoto

Kingo Hamada

Jun Togawa

Bossa Nova:

Joao Gilberto (ooo he gets me every time i fucking love this man)

Elizeth Cardoso

Johnny Alf (forgot this man the first time around my bad BUT he's called the father of bossa nova for a reason so)

Hip Hop:

Flyana Boss (they're sooooo good i actually can't gush enough i have never felt so girlypop listening to music before go listen to them!! found the duo through ig so yeah if u want go follow them on there too to show support)

Lil Uzi Vert (for any emo lovers, go check out his song Werewolf with Bring Me the Horizon it is SO GOOD)

Samyra (she's slowly curing my body dysmorphia lol)

Yame (there's an accent on the e but idk how to do that on tumblr. anyway my ass loves french rap and before him i was stuck with klub des loosers so he saved my faith in the genre i can't even lie)

Lay Bankz (u cannot be chronically online and not have heard Ick yet, but i'm repping her regardless bc SHE'S SO GOOD)

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie (HEAR ME OUT-)

Kaliii (Area Codes was one of my most listened to songs last year... as it should be tbh)

Miguel (he does R&B too i just first listened to him bc of his collab w J.Cole sooo)

Tyler the Creator (putting him on here just to brag abt getting to see him in concert lmao)

XXXTentacion (he has been mourned and talked abt an insane amount, but he deserves it i'm not even gonna joke on this one. his artistry is insane and he deserves some love if u haven't listened to him yet)

Kendrick Lamar (i mean i've been reblogging stuff abt him enough. Mr. Morale was actually the album that made me start Listening listening to him and i'm honestly glad it was bc that album is still my favourite to this day if i'm being totally honest)

Renaissauce (criminally and i do mean CRIMINALLY underrated)

[staybabblingbaby]

Best Friend Protocol #4 (Meet Part)

[Caution: These are not full fics, or even full parts of fics for some, these are part of my writing progress archive!]

Concept: You're Felix's childhood friend, and you and he have been planning a visit to see him for his birthday for what feels like years now. Unfortunately, SKZ is a very busy group, and the week-long vacation you'd planned for doesn't seem possible. Until Felix decides to ask his bandmates a favor...

Word Count: All images, so N/A. Unless someone wants to make these accessible but I don't really know how.

Notes: This chapter is dedicated to @thatgirlangelb, who left me my first Tumblr comment and made my brain go ✨️brrrr✨️. Quite literally wrote this while working in like 3 hours bc I was SO excited abt it. Am still at work, actually 🤭 It's just slow.

Anyways, It was really easy to write Felix today. Idk maybe I'm just living in his skin today ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I feel like Felix and Reader are settling into their characters atp. The others not so much. I'm kind of operating on pure ✨️vibes✨️ and it's working against me. I have like. Sort-of-kind-of traits to characterize their voices a tiny bit. But I really don't have a handle on different texting styles. Everyone still texts like me :/ The group chat is literally so difficult to me. I have gained a newfound respect for all the folks who do OT8 SMAUs. I will try to live up 2 your legacy (シ_ _)シ

Warnings: She/Her Reader

Additional Note: I actually wrote Reader a vague backstory in my friend's DMs the other day lol. Tiny, if you're reading this, thanks for puttin' up w my ass ( ´ 3 `)♡

Leave me comments or questions or anything! Love hearing from folks <3

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[vapolis]

i found this IF like idk 2 days ago and i just had to tell you that it's been living rent free in my head since then-

i don't usually like cyberpunk stuff all that much, but the universe you constructed around it and the way you present it to the player just had me since the very beginning. your writing is so fucking good, the concept is so refreshing in a way (playing as someone who is a bad person no matter how you spin it and having to deal w that throughout the story) and the characters!!!! the relationship the merc has with them!!!!!!! the fact the merc's "default personality" is being a little shit!!!!!!!!! THE STORY AND THE WORLDBUILDING IS SO GOOD AAAAAA

i jumped into it blind and at the very start i didn't fully understand the merc's relationship w Orla, but after playing it like 3 times i am just. completely obsessed with it. i can't wait to figure out what the fuck is going on there, especially when playing w a merc that absolutely HATES being seen as Orla's dog but who just can't snap out of their leash-

also can i just say, the torture scene with a merciful merc is just???? so good???!?!? the tension and the fact the merc doesn't wanna do it BUT THEY DO IT ANYWAY. BC ITS ORLA. AND THEN SHE FUCKING BERATES THEM FOR BEING SQUEAMISH IM-

i have such a deep love/hate relationship w this woman you have no idea. i love it

just wanted to say that you're doing an amazing job and i fell so deeply in love with everything you're constructing here <3 i could talk abt it for ages so im gonna stop now or i won't have any more praise asks to send lol

how it felt reading all that ^^

thank you!!! I'm very very glad that you enjoyed my little wip as much as you did <3 I'm rotating all the characters in my head like a weirdo 24/7 atp and the relationships between them are very important to me and probably what carries the game 😭

anyways the merciful scene!!! yes!!! God I wanted players that detest being ruthless to have smth full of tension and doubt and pulling through anyway bc as you've said it's ORLA and the merc can't help themself. they need the attention they need the approval and fail anyway trying to gain it. their dynamic is everything to me rn and a merciful merc falls short of her expectations so often!! and yet both keep coming back!! there's no one like the other out there, no one to hate and obsess over like they do each other most of the time!!

I can't wait to explore them like that further and to watch the tension grow and snap one day soon <3

[rishas-pepero]

ok so idk if this is a weird ahh request or nah 😓 but yk u don't have to do it if u don't want to!

anyways i wanna request for like a soukoku fanfic? like a SMUTTTTTTT fanfic 😍🤭 idk i've js been rlly into soukoku and i'm one horny ass mf so if u can then PLSSSSSSS DO 🙏🙏

LOL YES I COULD DO ITT, ALTHOUGH I DON'T THINK IT WILL BE A VERY GOOD FIC SINCE IT'S MY FIRST TIME MAKING A SMUT FIC ( except hc's 😔 ) AND MY ENGLISH IS NOT REALLY GOOD SO.

warnings: sex, overstimulation, aftercare, dom!dazai, sub!chuuya. Minors dni

author's note: sorry if it's not really that good, i tried my best and efforts writing this fic so if you do not like it pls do just scroll.

genre: smut/fanfic

Soukokuミ ♡ ៸៸ : : ·˚

fuck.. Dazai has been in it for hours, not giving him a break or pulling out of his now pink-cheeks ass.

moans and skin slapping has been echoing the room through the past hours, tears and drool falling from Chuuya's flushed cheeks from the non-stop abuse of Dazai's cock in his asshole. "ah.. you feel so good chibi.~" Dazai teases as he continues his onslaught on Chuuya's tight hole

Chuuya could only let out jumbled moans as if trying to make up a remark from Dazai's teasing, but his brain all mush now since Dazai can't even give him a single fucking break.

Dazai could only chuckle at this, hips thrusting deeper and deeper at his hole, knowing that Chuuya can't even really think cause of the continuous onslaught on his hole.

"what chibi?~, can't think of what to say hm?" Dazai teased again as he looks at Chuuya's twitching cock, knowing he's close to cumming for the 'nth time already.

"shut.. shut the fuck up, mackerel.." the only thing chuuya could say as he could feel his orgasm coming, his knuckles white due to how tight he's clutching at the cum-stained sheets.

a few thrust's Chuuya shoots out his seed, staining his lower abdomen. Dazai could only smirk from this as he continues to thrust in and out of Chuuya.

"f-fuck.. Dazai, it's too much..! s-slow.." Chuuya couldn't complete his sentence as he lets out a load moan, head leaning back and digging deeper into the pillow as his eyes roll in the back of his skull

Dazai let's out a low grunt kinda moan, meaning his close to cumming, making his pace fasten up to cum which leads to Chuuya sobbing due to the overstimulation he's feeling.

"D-dazai.. fuck.. mmh..! i can't take it anymore, please!" Chuuya begs as Dazai seems to go deaf-ears, keeping the fast pace up until a warm fluid paints Chuuya's gummy walls

Making Dazai slow down and pull out of Chuuya's hole, his body going limp onto the bed, trying to make his breath back to it's normal rhythm.

'til he felt Dazai's hands reach out om his throbbing cock and pumps it, making Chuuya sob as he could feel his overstimulation coming back.

Embarrassingly, it only took Dazai 5 pumps until he cums again, finally removing his hand off of Chuuya's limp cock.

"came already chibi? that was only five pumps." he teases the ginger haired man, giving him a middle finger in return and Dazai could only chuckle at this.

Brushing off hairs off of Chuuya's forehead with his non-cummed hand, giving it a kiss as he grabs a tissue, wiping his cum-stained hand before grabbing a new one and wiping off the cum at Chuuya's cock

before carrying him to the bathroom, filling it up with warm water as he places Chuuya in it, letting him sit in between Dazai's legs and washing off the bodily fluids off of him.

"you did so fucking good for me, Chibi..~"

･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･

idk what i wrote atp 😰 but it's a little.. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂, LOL hope u guys liked this fic! pls do suggest if open <3

[kuiinncedes]

???

[kakujis]

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓… ☽

geto vers | baji vers

synopsis: when your husband and best friend are targeted by a hitman, the aftermath leaves you in shock. but suguru has always instilled one line into you: forever has no meaning unless you're in it.

warnings: gn!reader, vampire!suguru, vampire!choso, vampire!satoru, hitman!toji, character death ( + resurrection), depictions of blood and violence, almost blind devotion, a bit angsty but also fluffy.. but also not really? idk what to tag this as LOL, canon divergent (gojo n geto are attacked much later in life), you have no clue they’re sorcerers 👍, swearing, sfw, if choso is ooc im so sorry idk barely anything about/cldnt get a read on his character from one episode djknj

ft + wc: vampire!suguru x reader, 3.2k

tags: @enchantedforest-network, @em1e (u guys should totally read em's necromancy fic btw)

a/n: hi! idk wtf this is, this is just how i deal with chara death i think? this idea came to me when i realized i was writing two fics about dealing with grief (baji fans are u here ?) and wrote nearly 2k for both in one sitting haha. anyways, i feel like atp i'm edda from ffxiv coded except suguru is 1000x better than avere. if you'd like to listen to her theme, it's here. thank u to wallaby for proofreading!

there is something about the morning light, filtered through the white blinds that you’ve forgotten so many times to replace, that feels just like a hug. it’s this light that kisses your eyelids and pulls you out of bed faster than your mother on a school morning. 

you’ll yawn, then stretch, pulling your arms up and over your head arching your back as you do. then you’ll get up, set up a pot of coffee before heading off to brush your teeth and wash your face. and you’ll pretend that you don’t see the eyes, red and shimmering, from the shadows in your closet.  

“go to bed suguru,” you sigh, before lightly pressing onto your puncture marks, hissing when they’re still tender. “it’s morning.” 

“i could fix that… if you’d let me.” he responds, the hinges of your door creaking ever so slightly before you gasp and rush to close them before the light bleeds in. 

“don’t!” you snap, hand trembling, “don’t… you dare.” 

you crouch down, before slotting your pinky into the smallest slit you can with the door still providing adequate coverage. before long, his cold finger entangles with yours and you smile. 

“by the way babe, when are we moving?” he jokes and when your eyes finally adjust to the dark, you can see him stretch his limbs, hands entangling with your hanging clothing. “it’s pretty cramped in here not gonna lie.” 

“well… i put in that application a few weeks ago and they did get back to me… so soon. we just need to go through the final steps.” you reply, fighting the urge to crawl into that small space with him and sleep the day off. 

when it comes to suguru, you’d do anything and everything, from the hairs on your head to the tips of your toes, you pledged yourself to him fully. 

“gonna go to work?” he asks and you nod, albeit with a pout. he snickers when he sees your expression, “aw, don’t cry. i’ll be right here.” 

you bite your lip, trying your best not to draw blood because you know. you know that suguru will always be right there, whenever you need him. 

you made sure of it. 

-

his name was choso. you remember the night you met him after a round of drinks at the bar. he was nice, if not a bit quiet, and loved to talk about his siblings. suguru and satoru talked aimlessly with shoko while you made new friends. it was a fun little past time. 

you don’t remember how you left the bar or how he even convinced you to follow him out. your mind muggy as you followed him, like a moth to a flame, down a back alley before you finally snapped to your senses and shoved him off before he could make a move. it wasn’t until you saw the razor sharp pearly whites of his teeth that you stopped. 

you asked him what he was, but he simply shrugged, asking, “have you ever dreamt about being saved from someone or something?” 

you nodded, of course you did. everyone has. 

“then that’s me. something you can dream about.”

it was a cryptic message, but a message you got nonetheless. choso was not of the day, flourishing under the midnight sky. but for some reason, he wasn’t necessarily scary. in the small amount of time you had spent, he seemed to listen to you and your woes. gotten to know a little bit of your family history, and perhaps decided you would do better with his. 

you remember hearing suguru’s panic laced voice calling out for you and you spun around to call back out. turning back, choso was gone. with a hand placed on your shoulder you were pulled into a tight embrace. 

“where were you?” suguru asks, nearly crushing you in the heat of his body, “almost lost my mind trying to find you.” he glances behind you, eyes scanning the alleyway in search of something or someone. 

“honestly… i don’t even know how i got out here,” you mumbled into his shoulder, hands trailing the familiar sensation of his clothing. “can we go home?” 

“yeah, i’ll just let gojo-“ 

“no!” you exclaimed, the uneasiness in your stomach now palpable, as you balled your fists into the fabric of his shirt, “let’s go now, please.” 

he blinks, before nodding, “okay, yeah, okay. let’s go home.” he presses a kiss to your forehead, almost like a seal of protection, before he’s throwing his arm around you and walking you home. 

you don’t ever recall meeting toji fushiguro. it was just another night out underneath flickering street lights, outside the same bar where you met choso, the street familiar yet empty. your husband smoked into the evening air, the scent wafting over and tickling your nose. 

“no offense, satoru, but i didn’t listen to a single thing you just said.” he stated, lips curled up into a smirk with the cigarette dangling between his fingers. 

“good,” satoru snorts, before glancing at you, “i wasn’t asking for their opinion anyway.” 

you feign ignorance, perking up and asking, “hm? what were we talking about?” 

“man the two of you are so fucking annoying.” he whines, head hung back as you both laugh. 

“care for a third opinion?” a voice asks and you gasp, jumping back. 

the man was tall, handsome, with dark hair and a scar on his lip, wearing a simple outfit of a tee and sweatpants. he seemed otherworldly as well, just like choso. maybe, it was the aura he exuded, more like the lack of, but it set your hairs up on end. 

suguru was quick to pull you behind him as your fingers instantly grabbed onto his shirt. 

“don’t really care for a stranger’s opinion,” satoru drawls, glancing over the tips of his sunglasses. but you can read his body easily, a culmination of friendship over the years. it was screaming: danger. 

“c’mon, don’t be like that. why don’t we introduce ourselves then? i’m toji.” he said, sticking his hand out for a handshake. but neither satoru nor suguru moved to grab it, instead they tensed, waiting. 

“suguru.” satoru whispered, a command with only one word. he understood exactly what it meant. you don’t remember suguru being able to run so fast, the force from his pull almost knocking the air out of you. nor do you remember satoru being able to fight so efficiently. 

you do remember suguru hiding you away and making you wait, even when you tried to hold onto him, he assured you it’d be fine and made you wait. but seconds ticked into minutes, long, monotonous minutes that made the pit of uneasiness in your stomach bloom into a festering bouquet of chrysanthemums. 

“suguru?” you called, stepping out into the dreary moonlight. no response. 

“satoru?” you tried again, quietly walking back towards the area they were in originally. it’s strange how quickly the night changes, how suddenly the flickering street lights aren’t an annoyance but one of your only sources of comfort, as if the dark can swallow you. 

“suguru,” you call out again, voice teetering on a breakdown and eyes scanning the desolate street.  “please res-“ 

you stop suddenly, the sickening squelch of something warm pooling beneath your feet halts you. you feel sick as you start to take in shallow breaths, eyes following the stream of ichor until it reaches its source.

suguru. 

you remember dragging his lifeless body down that familiar back alley. knowing that anyone would be able to see that trail of blood and find you. the darkness of that alley covered you, looming over you like a guardian, while the scent of trash almost, almost, covered the sharp tinge of iron that permeated the air.  

you propped suguru up against the wall as best you could, your body still thrumming with adrenaline. “just gimme a sec, okay?” you mumbled through tears, knowing that he couldn’t hear you. “i’ll figure it out, just like you always do.” 

you’re not sure why you were compelled to scream out that name, but maybe it was because in your dreams, he appeared when you least expected him too. 

“choso!” you screamed, waiting for a brief moment before you filled your lungs with air once more and tried again. “choso!” 

nothing. 

choso!

still nothing. 

and when nothingness almost consumed you, taking you into it’s ghostly clutches, you felt it: the sudden heaviness in the air. 

you feel like you screamed for hours, the name tumbling off your tongue and into the moonlit air like a siren song. just a little less pretty. in reality, it was probably only a few minutes before the brunette arrived, dark rimmed eyes and all. your new guardian “angel”. 

“he looks pretty bad if you ask me.” he started, already crouching down to your level, before reaching up to brush the red coated strands away from suguru’s face. “looks pretty dead.” 

“fix it.” you whispered, continuing even after choso shot you a look. “fucking fix him.” 

“what makes you think i can do that?” 

and in that moment, you feel compelled to tell him about the dreams that you’ve been having lately. the ones where he’s in them, beckoning you to stay under his protection. call for me and i’ll be there. 

but you keep it simple, too pressed for time. “you’re in my dreams, right?” you answer. 

he’s quiet, face softening as he mulls over your words. “good to know.” his eyes wander over to the crimson trail, that bleeds from the streetlamps to your waiting spot. “he’ll probably find you.” 

“toji?” you ask and he nods, “i don’t even know why he’s after us.” 

“he’s not after you, he’s after him.” he says, cupping suguru’s face, dribbles of blood falling from his mouth, and you twitch, almost reaching out to snatch his hand away, “he’s never liked sorcerers.” 

“sorcery…?” you mumble, glancing once more at your lifeless husband. 

but you’ve never heard that word, believing that magic cannot exist, that what you saw could not be explained so easily. there is no magic, only reality, and what is this but such painful, excruciating reality that sucks the air from your lungs and the color from your eyes.

choso dodges the question, “well then. let’s get out of here.” before he places a palm on the back of your neck, sending you back off to dream. 

there’s a voice that pulls him out of the light. low and drumming, it snaps him back into the present and out of his stupor. he sits up, scrambling to make sense of just where he is and who is talking to him. the bed he’s in is similar to a hospital bed, although the white sheets are now stained red. 

“… stay out of the sunlight, feed only when you’re hungry, animal blood counts, it just doesn’t taste that good,” choso continues listing things off, not taking into the account the shock etched so firmly into suguru’s face. “you can feed on them and if they ever wanna turn, let me know, i’ll teach you how to do it.” 

suguru whips his head around, spotting you sitting in a chair with blood covered and bruised knees, the sweat and tears now dried on your face. you glance up at him, giving a little wave and a tired smile. he notes the dried blood that seems to be caked even under your fingers. 

“what the fuck did you do to them?” 

“you mean, what did i do to you?” the brunette retorts. “you wanted to stay together, right? now you can.” he answers, crossing his arms and leaning back against his desk. but suguru’s not sure if he’s asking him or you, the one who smells so much sharper and sweeter than he remembers. you also smell of blood. so much blood that he can hear it coursing through you with each thump of your heartbeat. 

and like a moth to a flame, you stand on wobbly knees, the pads of your feet hitting the floor in sluggish steps as you pad over and throw yourself onto your lover. 

“don’t be mad at me,” you whisper, your eyelids fluttering as you try to fight back your tears. “i thought i could figure things out like you always do… because i always rely on you, right? i was too scared to be alone.” 

he’s so cold now and you’re so unbearably warm, the perfect juxtaposition of your souls. although he doesn’t need to, he takes a deep breath, before pulling you into his embrace. 

“you’re cold, sugu.” you mumble, yet you press harder, deeper into his embrace. 

“is that a turn off?” he jokes because he can’t be mad at you, not now and not ever. and any fragments of anger always dissipate like a puff of smoke. you giggle, before finally giving in and crying, digging your nails into his stiff skin. you cry until you can’t anymore, going limp and falling asleep in his arms. 

suguru’s gaze shifts upwards, as he holds you protectively, one arm wrapped firmly around your lower back, the other on the back of your head, fingers laced in your hair. 

“so, no introductions?” he asks, trying to be friendly, although the intonation in his voice betrays him. it’s first time meeting such a strange man, who can blame him? 

certainly not choso, who responds in turn, “my bad. you can call me choso. i fixed you up on their behalf.” 

“and satoru?” he asks, scanning the room to see if he can find the familiar white tufts of hair. 

“is fine,” choso replies, before jutting a finger out towards you, “they made sure to cover all the bases.” 

suguru shifts you in his hold, pressing a kiss to your forehead, that familiar seal of protection once again placed within your being. but also, as thanks for trying to keep everyone safe.

“then, where is he?” he asks while the other sighs and points over to another bed in the corner. dark eyes follow and the familiar tufts of silver hair peek immediately confirm it’s satoru. 

“he’s gonna wake up soon too. i’ll fill him in on the details.” before suguru can reply he’s cut off, “you should go soon, before the sun rises.” 

“am i actually a vampire?” 

“vampire, dracula, nosferatu, the undead. you can choose whatever you want.” 

“… i see.” he pauses, glancing back at satoru’s sleeping form before deciding he’ll be fine on his own. “we’ll be going then. …thanks.” 

he places his feet on the floor, still wearing his shoes from earlier and starts to walk off, cradling you in his arms. 

“when you feed, geto, don’t overdo it. or they will die.” 

he stops mid-step, gripping you tighter in his embrace, his brow furrowed, before finally walking off. 

you really should’ve taken a photo for satoru of the realtor’s perplexed expression when only you showed up to a three bedroom home, insistent on your need for space. 

when you do get that house, situated so nicely in the countryside, away from the buzz of the city, you think about what life would be like if you changed. if you no longer saw the sunlight. but you shake your head, pressing your fingers up to your neck once more, rubbing over the now scabbing indentations. 

you know suguru can’t feast on you forever as your body ages and his does not. but the thought of him feeding on someone else makes your stomach turn. 

“woow,” satoru hums, breaking you out of your trance as he takes in the new home, “not bad! not bad at all.” 

you smile, “thanks, satoru. i wanted to make sure you had your own space too.” 

“whats the third room for?” he asks, peeking his head in as he saunters around the new home. 

“office space.” you reply, “remember i work from home?” 

he nods, replying, “ooh, makes sense,” before he’s suddenly in front of you. his once crystalline blue eyes, now a deep crimson. “can i get a quick snack? i’m hungry.” 

“always so insatiable, satoru.” you tsk, rolling your eyes, but hold up your wrist anyway.

“not my fault you just so happen to be the best tasting human around.” he says, smiling against the thin skin of your wrist. 

luckily for you, he’s fast, the pain is almost nonexistent beyond the prick of his fangs but you still shut your eyes, waiting for it to be over. and when it’s over, gojo thanks you for the meal with a large bow before leaving to settle in his room. 

it’s so different from suguru who plans out the days that he’ll feed, keeping you in his clutches for what seems like hours as he sips away at your blood, making sure to maximize the experience.

the blood loss always makes you so dizzy, dizzy and pliant. he likes to watch over you afterwards, splayed against the sheets, fingertips running over your veins as if he’s painting over them in hues of ice. 

in your half-conscious state you never notice the furrow of his brow as he contemplates turning you every single time. you won’t last forever, too fragile, too soft, too alive. and suguru believes that forever only exists if you are in it as well. he asks you one night, while the house is almost too still, if you’d stay with him forever. 

“… of course…” you murmur, head dazed and body heavy, “always, sugu.” 

“even if you lose yourself?” 

“i can’t… lose myself if i’m with you.” you smile contently, reaching out to him with one shaky hand. 

“then how would you feel…” he asks, fingertips snaking up the veins of your neck, “if i turned you?” you shiver under his touch, eyelids fluttering not only at the sensation but also the low timbre of his voice. 

“turn me?” you mumble, pressing your hand against his, encouraging him to continue carressing your skin, “like… choso did with you?” 

he grins, albeit a small one and nods. hand now exploring the curves of your face, “just like that.” and while his hand is ice cold, it sears your skin with his touch, a testament to how deeply you’ve fallen. 

you pout, finally relaying your fears, “won’t you feed on others though?” 

“you want me to starve?” he jokes, still running his touch over you. 

“let’s go vegan.” you hum, your consciousness starting to drift until the thrum of his fingers. 

with your eyes closed you don’t catch the expression on his face, but you catch his laugh, drifting down into your ear. “i don’t know if that’s how it works, honey.” 

“animals...” you mumble, breaths becoming deeper with each passing second. “like humans… but diet… is how choso… explained it right?” 

he smiles, letting you fall deep into sleep. he keeps his hand intertwined with yours, knowing that even in dreams you hold onto him as if you were awake. he thinks you look so beautiful in the moonlight, better even than the moon or the stars themselves. 

and he is so sure, that forever cannot exist, if you’re not in it. 

[dojunie]

fic progress update :3

misdial: working on the jaemin x reader prequel before getting into chapter 6 of misdial in earnest! so, techinically i’m still 'working on misdial', but not exactly a story continuation just yet... apologies for all my jeno luvrs, your time will come soon!

the lake house (njm misdial prequel, possible retitle coming): wordcount is at 27k currently (I KNOW! I KNOW! I’M SORRY!) and i’ve got about 5-7k left (...optimistically... it will probably could be more...) i must’ve written like 5k for this in the last three days alone because i’m very excited about it, so here’s to hoping the energy sticks up. i’m planning for this to be the next thing i upload!

messenger: is on baby hiatus! the outline is finished! just have to motivate myself to make the texts, LOL

courtside (itwd retitle, njm or ljn basketball au): wordcount is at 55k. this is my child, idk, i carry her around in my locket necklace like an old victorian lover, i write very sporadically for this (like 5k in one night or nothing for a month) which means she will not be coming out into the world for a while. but when i tell you this is on my mind every day. atp i’m genuinely thinking this fic might be like 80k plus

into you: indefinitely on hiatus……………… i think about her so often but im not happy with the way it flows at the moment, and i just do not have the energy rn to rework what i’ve already written (its at 9k) but i still really like the existing parts + the concept itself! its on hiatus, idk when i’ll sit down and work on it again, but i 100% plan to finish it

swimming for dummies: next on my wip roster after either i finish lake house (plus, or) misdial ch 6! currently at 32k? just need to wrap up the final scene and edit for flow and clarity before part 1 is done and potentially ready to post!

other info: looking at all these big number seems kind of ridic for how little i post, like im writing like crazy and just hoard it all instead of posting (if u do the math of the stuff above i have one hundred and twenty three thousand words of stuff in the works) but i promise you these things will be posted!!!! i luv writing. i luv dream. i am also just a perfectionist who cant upload something until it makes perfect sense + i am a serial editor, which means i have to reread + spot edit the whole fic every time i open the doc or i think i'll die. really slows the process down, unfort

anyway, i'm making this post so you don't think i've given up on some of these things!!! progress is being made, i pinky promise, but thank you all for sticking with me either way :D

[l-norris]

This is it - the last race before the summer break (thank fuck, God knows we all need it) is underway, and I have once again decided to bless your feed with my random yapping about what happens in the race :)

Have fun!

DISCLAIMER: Remember that this is just for shits and giggles, I'm not trying to actually hate on any of the drivers cuz all (most) of them are very dear to me!

As always: Numbers in brackets = lap number

- I stopped building my Lego Mercedes for this

- Formation lap starts

- Almost everyone is on Mediums

- it's not raining for once btw

- Sunny day in Belgium, what a shocker.

- Yuki 60 place grid penalty

- Mans is starting from Hungary

- Max 10 place grid penalty

- It's lights out and away we go!

- Lando bottled the start pt. idk (boy pls😭)

- George and Alex go wide

- I think Hungary damaged McLaren as a whole😔

- Went from a top contender team to a middle field team in a matter of days😨

- Charles is still first

- Max is already in 8th

- Behind Lando

- I am in despair

- Alex noted for leaving the track and gaining an advantage (2)

- Lewis overtakes Charles (3)

- Now leads the race

- Guanyu has no power (3)

- "He is destined for another race of misery" BROTHER😭

- Calling it now Max will win the race.

- "This might be a strategic masterplan of Ferrari" Crofty please don't lie to yourself

- Guanyu got the car running again

- "Something is moving down by my legs"

- Okay Lewis

- sounds familiar

- Guanyu retires (7)

- Hulk pits (8)

- Alex, Danny and Logan pit (9)

- Lewis is told to lift and coast

- Pierre pits (10)

- DRS train without Fernando... how weird

- Max and George pit (11)

- Mum pick me up I'm scared

- So many people pit (12)

- Including Lewis, Oscar, Valtteri and Checo

- Ferrari strategists bottling it once again

- Lewis almost crashes into Oscar in the pitlane omg (13)

- Oscar fastest lap (14)

- "Straight line speed is a fucking joke"

- Duh Lance, you're driving a fucking Aston Martin. The hell do you expect?

- Lando pits (15)

- Carlos in the gravel

- French civil war reenactment (Esteban overtakes Pierre)

- "Don't worry about it, Lando."

- War flashbacks

- He did, in fact, need to worry about it.

- Oh btw Carlos leads the race (19)

- I keep mixing up Alpines special liveries with Haas

- Anyone else? No? Just me? Okay.

- Checo parks the bus to keep George in front of Max LOL

- Carlos FINALLY pits (20)

- Alpines are faster than Aston Martin🫣

- Ferrari try a 1-stop...?? What the hell??

- George finally passes Checo (21)

- Max now behind his teammate

- Checo pits...? (22)

- indirect teamorders mayhaps?

- Lando in Max' DRS window

- "We are very slow on the straights"

- No Checo that's just you🙏🏻

- Lando is NOT catching up to Max (24)

- I'm praying for another Miami atp

- Ferrari fuck Charles' pitstop (25)

- Lewis pits (26)

- What was that camera angle on Lewis' pitstop😵‍💫

- Oscar leads for now (27)

- "Beware the quiet man" So true Crofty

- Carlos pits again (29)

- Do you reckon Oscar can bring it home in a one-stop?

- Lando pits (29)

- teamorders @ redbull

- Oscar pits (30)

- and hits the jackman🫣

- Lando overtakes Checo easily (31)

- George is really doing a one-stop

- Madman

- It's getting spicy between Max and Lando

- Nevermind, Max started pushing

- The fact he wasn't even pushing... yikes

- Oscar fights Charles for P3

- AND HE DOES IT! (35)

- Amazing move from Oscar here

- Danny Ric is in the points! I repeat! Danny Ric is in the points!

- Carlos overtakes Checo (39)

- That's embarrassing🫣

- Lewis in DRS window of George (41)

- it's getting exciting towards the end

- Checo pits?? (43)

- Final lap!

- OSCAR IN DRS WINDOW

- That mf really did it - he won on a one stop

- MERCEDES 1-2

- OSCAR P3

- WOWOWOWOW

- Also on a side note Checo finished P8

- So who's in the second Red Bull after summer break?

- Place your bets here!

- Anyways

- This was so fucking stressful

- but so exciting all the same.

- Onto the summer break (thank fuck)

- After the race, George's car was found to be a few kgs lighter than regulations state it needs to be.

🚨POST RACE BREAKING NEWS🚨

- 7pm local time: it has been confirmed - George Russell has been disqualified from the Belgian GP.

- George is facing a possible DSQ due to this.

- All of this came about at approx. 6:30 pm local time and is being investigated.

- This is the worst day of my life

- Well... after all that happened we sure as fuck need a break. A long one.

... Holy moly. That one was an emotional rollercoaster. And just after I said we need the summer break desperately. I really enjoyed the race (except for the whole George DSQ thing) but at the same I can't be more happy about summer break after these last two races😵‍💫

Have a nice summer break everyone, hope to see you even in the off-time occasionally!

[princesstarfire1234]

abt your rant on how ppl are weird towards orion pax- no cuz ure so right,seeing those fanarts at first i was like idk maybe some people have a heavy preference on making him be submissive etc? but the way they do it- it goes beyond just artstyle wise and interpretation 😭 its just fetishizing in all the wrong ways,not just that but that one comic of him being blind? it was so weird like they could of just had a diff approach where he doesnt get beaten up or is a crybaby like- wtf

not just orion pax though,for example in tfp optimus is drawn and seen as this uwu twink boy and its so?? like did we see the same series...that is NOT optimus prime that is just an oc that looks like him atp 😭

anyways,not making this any longer cuz its probs boring- but yeah,i fully agree that some artists are way too weird like borderline problematic about the way they draw orion pax/optimus prime

more ppl need to speak up on this topic tbh

Not at all boring to read lol, I like getting long asks, anyhow...

Yeaaaahhhh, like I'm not trying to say people can't draw or write Optimus or Orion as being more soft or "submissive" or whatever. Do what you want with those characters, I'm not the fandom police, but there's a point where it becomes weird.

Like you're taking a guy, you're taking Optimus fucking Prime and rewriting his character so not only is his agency just gone but his entire being revolves around being the cutesy boyfriend in a ship with a big masc man and nothing else, he's seemingly incapable of doing anything he's proven to be skillful in... despite being a very strong and courageous character...

also yeah I'm so glad I'm not the only one who feels very weird about the Orion being blind AU, I'm not against the idea, I think it could be interesting but all they really did (last time I saw it and a bunch of the art for it) was take a character, make them disabled, and suddenly they need to be coddled around and rescued by an abled person from a fight that IN CHARACTER they could've done something about or didn't have to cry like a child about it... like someone in the comments of my post said, it's bordering on ableism, but I don't wanna label anyone.