#if it is him glad to know ur still obsessed with us <3

[falloutboyyaoi]

You think you’re on some progressive shit but really you loop around to some fetid conservative terf shit, typical whiteass leftist behavior.

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[serxinns]

Mocha bunny reader Headcanons!

A yandere class 1a (plus maybe some teachers) x reader

This fic was inspired by my beloved friend and mom @lady-ashfade and her strawberry bunny reader here

Info: Your quirk was a bunny but you were a mocha bunny your ability was speed, Strength in both arms and legs , amazing sense of smell and have super hearing and sharp claws you have 3 forms your normal form (basically a human form) your rabbit form when ur basically a whole rabbit and a gremlin form when ur half rabbit half bun but is smol

•Your classmates are obsessed and abored with everything you do they instantly fell in love with the 1st sight of you

•They would fight over about who would pet your ears or touch your fur or even your little tail (you bite denki hard for pulling it)

• Izuku would research about bunnies and you and would ask you millions of questions about you and the bunnies Ochako and mina would pinch your cheeks too hard which u had to told them off about but dismissed cause you were too cute at times but if you actually wanted them to back off they'll pout whenever you did something cute in front of bakugo he will either call you carrot muncher or cotton bitch and blushes to look away

•You and kota and also kota's bunny are bestie in when nobody is around you and kotas bunny will talk about EVERYTHING even bunny related stuff how hard it is and what delicious food are there

Kota's rabbit: *Speaks,

Reader in the bunny form: THATS WHAT IM SAYING these people have no respect for bunnies

Kotas rabbit: squeak

Reader: Woah woah that's some strong language you have

there dude don't let your owner hear that

•Kota is like your mom's friend since he knows EVERYTHING about rabbits he makes sure you eat the food you need and make sure to slow you down on treats he even makes izukus job easier don't be surprise if these two team up

•Sato will still make sweets for pastries for you but puts ingredients and stuff you like or ur tolerable with and out bunny like puns on there

•Aizawa is the only person you can trust to be in your bunny form he would invite you to cuddle in his sleeping bag or create a best by him so y'all can sleep and cuddle with each other whenever your classmates are overwhelming you Aizawa will lecture the students whenever they give you a hard time

•Mic will make sure to lower his voice because of your sensitive hearing he will make funny bunny puns at you which you'll groan at but he doesn't care he'll spoil you with gifts and hugs and he's VERY overprotective if anyone talk to you in a mean way their eardrums are about to be broken beyond repair

• Mirko is just in AWE she's so glad there's another person with a rabbit-like quirk so it's easier for her to teach you her skills she'll always give you tips about your abilities and encourage you to use every one of them she also give you tips about being a bunny hybrid

Bonus headcanons

•When your Classmates discover you make little squeaks in your sleep the class was holding their selves BACK from either squealing or screaming they all whisper and yelled at themselves to be quiet some tried pulling out their phone but Iida warned them not to since the flash were alert you awake

•Mirko LOVES to talk about you everywhere from her fans to her coworkers even to the number 1 hero Shes always mentions you she even imagines you working at her agency when you grow up you in a copy of her hero costume she's just dying of cuteness

•Denki and Seek love using cheesy bunny flirts to tease you which makes them giggle every time it gets annoying when they spam text over it (denki)

•You and Tsuyu are besties you both chat about your favorite foods and facts about your quirks y'all exchange baby photos of each other and Tsuyu is just dying when she sees you in a cute outfit ur little ears perk up your cute smiling face showing your little tail she keeps these photos to her self tho

•tokoyami is also a great person to hang out as well the two of you would often hang out at a park he would always get nervous about asking you questions that are bunny related afraid that he'll might say something offensive (poor bb) he even let's you sleep in his dorm room whenever you wanted to et sway from your classmates overbearing nature he would even bring snacks for you

•The bakusquad and dekusquad fight over who gets to baby you more which turns into a war when the other students join in Shoji says he wants a turn with you Momo offers to go shopping with her while Hakagure tries to steal you away and attempts to run off it was chaos in the end Aizawa heard and they all got detention while Aizawa was comforting you putting you in your bunny form while having a proud smirk on his face

[kiss-me-cill-me]

i’m not sure if anon has already requested a character for that song but if ur up for it CAN WE HAVE THAT SONG WITH JONATHAN CRANE. also i just listened to that song for the first time in like 3 years and got major deja vu lmao 😭

also ps i love u and ur writing !!!

This is related to another ask from an anon, requesting a fic based off of Katy Perry's song, The One That Got Away. I am so sorry to both of you that it's taken me forever to write this, but thank you for your patience and support <3

Now We Pay The Price | Pt. 1

Pairing: Jonathan Crane x Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Summary: Life hasn't turned out exactly the way you wanted it to. Isolated and distraught as you watch time slip by while you sit, trapped in Arkham, your only wish is to recapture the way that things used to be.

Warnings: Angst, whump, sexual themes but no explicit smut, mental health themes, obsession, unhealthy relationship dynamics, mention of needles, mention of sedatives, unrequited love, established past romantic relationship, ambiguity

A/N: I hardly ever write angst, so please be gentle with me lol. But with the song inspo, I couldn't help but go in that direction. Slightly nervous to post this, but also happy that I've branched out from my comfort zone a bit!

***Please read the warnings before continuing. Minors DNI***

Lying on your stomach, feet in the air, you stretched the thin cotton sheets with your hand. Just enough to give them the tension you needed to glide a ballpoint pen over the fabric, scratching over and over the same mark to make it appear complete. This was far from the perfect medium for doodling - but sheets were what you had, and so they were what you used.

Even the pen was contraband. You knew you weren’t supposed to have it. What anyone thought you’d do with it… honestly, you had no idea. As if you could use a pen for anything other than what you were wrapped up in doing now - carefully and determinedly drawing hearts.

You stopped to rest your head for a moment on the pitifully thin pillow. Across the room, blank white concrete stared back at you. Day in, day out. Endless. The same room with the same walls.

Picking up the pen again, you placed the tip right in between the lobes of one of the many hearts. Scratch, scratch, scratch. A messy, zig-zagging line bisected the doodle. 

Broken.

You sighed, and started to color a different heart, filling it with blue ink that didn’t seem very inclined to stick to the bed sheets. It was slow going. The deep azure tint reminded you of deoxygenated blood, like you would see in a textbook diagram. Once the heart was completely filled, you moved dutifully on to the next.

A rustling at your door made you jump. Quickly, you stuffed the pen under your pillow, and turned up the sheets to hide your drawings. It wouldn’t be very good for you if anybody saw them.

You sat up, arranging your rumpled jumpsuit as neatly as you could. Leather straps hung off the sides of your bed, and you spared them a glance, bristling at the memories of having them lashed over your body. 

The metal door slid open slowly, until you could finally see…

Him. Your heart skipped a beat and a half as he stepped stiffly into the room, pulling the door shut behind him. He didn’t make a show of locking it, but it was still all too hard to miss the way his hand stopped short at the keyhole, before slipping into his pocket.

“Jonathan. I’m so glad-”

“Don’t call me that,” he bristled. “In here, we don’t know each other. Please. You always forget that.”

“...Dr. Crane,” you corrected yourself. 

His tone was so bitter that you could feel it in the very back of your throat, trying to claw its way down to your heart. You swallowed, trying to bite back the taste.

“I’m sorry. I was just happy to see you.” You smiled, pushing through your discomfort, for his sake.

Crane was clearly agitated. He took a few steps into the room, before turning around and facing the door. For one brief moment, you couldn’t see his face, until finally he turned back. His eyes were ice as they stared down at you.

“Do you have any idea how difficult you’ve been making things for me?” he spat. 

The accusation hurt, of course. Though you knew very well what he meant. You had been acting out, more than usual, as of late. And although it wasn’t without a purpose, you could see that it was wearing him thin. But… how else were you supposed to see each other? 

Arkham Asylum wasn’t exactly known for its model patients. It took a lot to get Dr. Crane’s attention.

“If we spent more time together, I wouldn’t be so difficult,” you replied, trying to keep your tone even.

Crane pinched the bridge of his nose, in that way that you were well acquainted with. He’d always had that habit. Back when you’d first met, you had loved making him get frustrated - just enough for a laugh. Some things never changed.

“You’re really backing me into a corner,” Crane sighed. “And I really wish you wouldn’t.”

“Let’s talk,” you offered, patting the bed. “That’s what you’re here for, right?”

Crane, reluctantly, sat down. You could sense his exhaustion in the way that he almost collapsed onto the bed, hands gripping the edge for support. You inched a bit closer, enough so that your knees touched briefly. Crane pulled away.

You wanted to reach out; put a hand on his shoulder, just like you’d done so many times before. He used to like it when you touched him. Sometimes, you liked to think that yours was the only gentle embrace that he had ever known. Maybe it was silly, but the thought of it always made you feel better.

Now, Crane’s eyes held nothing but menace as he glared over at you, as if you were a stain on the bed sheets. You wondered, vaguely, what had happened to change things.

So much. So much that had led you to this place, where you could be so close to him and yet felt more separated than ever.

“I hate to say it, Doc, but I think I’m going crazy in here,” you joked, trying to lighten the mood.

He barely had a reaction; a deep sigh the only hint that he’d heard what you said at all.

“And why do you think that is?” he asked, finally. 

The psychiatrist in him always came through to shove even more distance between you. Like a shield, put up just when you’d started to press through the fog of tension that hung heavy in the room. You swallowed your frustration at being kept out, and tried to answer him honestly.

“Because I barely get to see you,” you replied.

That was the wrong answer, and Crane’s shoulders swung abruptly to face you. 

He was scary like this. Almost scary, anyway. If you didn’t know him better, the look in his eyes would have sent you cowering. 

But you did know him, so well, and you remembered with sudden clarity that he’d always been bothered by feeling inadequate. You felt awful; you hadn’t meant to imply that he wasn’t doing enough.

“I’m sorry,” you soothed, before he could say anything. “I know that you’re busy, but-”

“But you continue to make yourself into a problem,” he hissed. “You know the only reason you’re in here instead of rotting away over at Blackgate is because of me, right?”

You nodded, too shocked by embarrassment to speak.

“Then for my sake, why don’t you act like it?”

“I’m…” You paused for a moment, sharp tears welling up in your eyes. “I’m just… lost without you,” you whispered. “You know that. I always told you I would be.”

The first tear fell, and you tried to hide your face.

“Don’t cry,” Crane sighed.

You could hear the harsh tinge of annoyance in his voice, and wished that it was anything else. Even his pity would have been better than knowing that your feelings were now nothing but inconvenience. You choked on your own throat, trying to stifle a sob.

“Please don’t cry,” he mumbled, slightly softer this time.

But now that you’d started, you couldn’t make yourself stop. If anything, the tears were only coming faster, and you felt yourself start to shrink into your own chest. The little black pit that always seemed to sit there, now swiftly opening up to swallow you.

With a deep and lingering exhale, Crane pulled you close. Suddenly, you were back where you both had been, so many years ago: one person’s cheek pressed into the other’s shoulder. Tears soaking into fabric that seemed to be stained with sadness. You let out a half-laugh, half-sob, and nestled into the crook of his neck.

“Remember when I used to do this for you?”

Crane stiffened slightly beside you.

“Things have changed since then,” he muttered. 

Your memory suddenly flashed back to the first time he had used the words “dysfunctional attachment” to describe you. That had hurt worse than anything else. Even more than all of the other occasions to come, when you’d heard those same words and worse fall from his lips. They could never truly compare to that first time, when your whole world had come crashing abruptly to the ground.

His arm dropped away from you, but you kept your face pressed into his shoulder.

“Things haven’t really changed,” you said. “I still belong to you.”

“You don’t.”

Two words that stung worse than hundreds of needles. You tried to pretend that the wind hadn’t been knocked out of you, as you replied.

“I do. And I will. Always.”

You looked up at him with wet eyes, a trace of the old life that you’d shared together still evident deep within your pupils. Even if only the memories of it lived inside of you, they still lived. They were still something.

“You need to move on,” Crane said flatly. “I know it’s not easy in here, with me…” He sighed. “I did what I could to protect you, but maybe it would have been better if I had just stayed out of your case. Blackgate would have at least given you distance.”

“I don’t want distance,” you whispered. “I just want to be with you.”

“You can’t be.”

Always so stubborn.

“I could be, if you’d help me get out.”

Confusion flashed across Crane’s face, quickly replaced with raw terror. 

“Escape Arkham?” His eyebrows furrowed, nearly knitting together. “You can’t be serious. Do you even realize what-?”

“I know, I know,” you hummed. “But just think - we could run away together, just like we always talked about.”

“Stop.”

“Don’t you remember? We promised-”

“Things. Change.” Crane’s voice almost shook as it thundered.

You brought a hand up to his face, gently coaxing until he looked at you.

“But they don’t have to,” you breathed. 

Your eyes drifted down to your wrist, to the space just below your thumb, and over the little tattoo that was etched into your skin. A heart - just like the ones littering your blanket, hidden carefully from Crane’s view.

“Remember when you gave me this?” you asked, holding up the tattoo in front of him.

“No; I remember you doing that to yourself.”

“At first, sure,” you chuckled. “But then, you helped me to finish it, ‘cause-”

“Because I didn’t want you to hurt yourself,” Crane muttered. “Just like you always seem to. Even now.”

You ignored his remark as your hands drifted down to collect one of his pale wrists, then lifted up to your face. The sleeve of his suit jacket slipped back, revealing the spot where once, long ago, you had given him the same mark. Just with a felt-tip pen; he would have never allowed you, even back then, to deface his own body in the same way you had yours. 

At the time, the impermanence of it hadn’t seemed to matter. You’d been too distracted; elated by the way that his and your matching blossoms of ink had pressed up against each other as you’d held hands. 

Now, you pressed a kiss to the blank space.

“Us against the world, Jonathan. Remember?”

Suddenly, his fingers pressed into your face, digging into the sides of your chin as he forced you back into focus.

“Don’t call me that,” he warned, once again. “How many times do I have to tell you? That life doesn’t exist in here.”

Your hands still dangled from his wrist as he continued to crush your jaw, not letting you look away. But this was the one part of him that you didn’t want to face. The part that didn’t need you anymore.

“Jonathan. You know the reason I’m in here, don’t you?”

“Are you asking if I know about your case? All of the crimes you committed?” he huffed. “Because yes - I was very involved in the trial, and it was nearly impossible to keep everyone else in the dark about…”

Us was the word that he couldn’t bring himself to say.

“That’s not what I mean,” you said. “I mean, do you know why I did those things?”

“Stop - please don’t tell me this again.”

“I did them for you,” you cried, your emotions getting the better of you again. “I do everything for you. So don’t you dare pretend you don’t need me, when really the only fucking reason you’re not stuck in here with me is because I always-”

“Stop.”

Crane’s hands tore away to grab you by the shoulders, wrenching you back to reality. Somehow he always managed to do that. To pull you straight out of the riptide, just as it was about to sweep you away.

“I never asked you to do what you did,” he hissed, articulating each word between clenched teeth.

“But I did it anyway,” you spat. “Because you always get into trouble. Because I told you I’d be there for you, no matter what. And because I always keep promises.”

“I don’t need you to anymore.” Crane’s hands squeezed you uncomfortably. “I don’t - I didn’t need you to ruin your life for me.”

“My life isn’t ruined if it’s for you.”

“Jesus Christ…”

Crane’s hand came up to rake through his hair, but before he could pull away fully, you caught him. Fingers clenched tight to the front of his suit, you pulled back and forced him to fall with you. Your back hit the bed, and Crane scrambled to catch himself before his full weight could slam into you. His body perched just above yours, caging you in his arms.

“This. You must remember this.” 

Your words were a whisper, barely loud enough to pass from your lips to his ear, despite how close he was. Your legs frantically came up to tug at his waist, trying to force him closer.

“This was the only time I felt alive,” you continued. “When we were like this. You remember.”

How could he not? You could still live in that moment, if you tried hard enough. As if it had been only yesterday. Both of you nervous and fumbling, nearly falling off of the bed as he hovered over you and you clung to him. 

The way that your bodies had melted together, almost desperately, in a way that had made you feel certain that neither one of you would let go. Letting go then had meant something worse than death; it meant a life that dragged on without you and him together. 

The stale echoes of passion still rang in your ears as you looked up, silently begging for him to rekindle the spark that had been there.

Crane’s expression was all but impossible to read. His face half-hidden beneath bangs that fell into his eyes. The two-second pause was like a lifetime as you awaited his answer.

“Of course I remember.”

Your heart soared, flying recklessly up.

“But that doesn’t mean it’s the same now.”

Broken. Smashed hard against the cold floor of your cell.

“I don’t believe that,” you breathed. “I can’t. I-”

“You need to,” he interrupted. “Because it’s the truth.”

You stayed stock still on the mattress as Crane briskly pushed himself up, disentangling himself from your limbs. He exhaled as he tugged at his jacket, trying to make himself presentable. 

You weren’t sure how he could find the nerve, after ripping your whole world apart.

“I’m upping the dose on your sedatives,” he informed you, still not meeting your gaze. “But I would prefer if you could find it within yourself to behave so that I don’t have to. I don’t like to do this, but-”

“Appearances…” Your voice drifted through the room. “Have to be kept up.”

He had told you as much, probably dozens of times. Just like he’d told you the old life between you no longer mattered, or even existed. If it ever had.

“I’m glad you understand,” he said shortly. 

His back was already turned, but you looked up to watch him drift out of the room, quickly pocketing the keys on his way out. 

Your head fell back, hard, but the sensation did nothing to ground you. You felt all too lost and adrift; trapped in a situation you had created. This wasn’t how things were supposed to end up.

Your hand drifted silently under the pillow, and wrapped around the barrel of the pen that was still hidden there. 

Suddenly, grotesque understanding of all the reasons why no one would want you to have such a thing flooded into your consciousness. The possibilities were many and bleak, but they all led back to the same conclusion. It was just like you had told Crane earlier.

If your life together didn’t exist in this place, then the only solution was to leave. 

You smiled. With resolve swirling dangerously inside your veins, you vowed to make sure that nothing like this ever happened again. You were going to be together, no matter what. 

There would be no getting away.

This fic now has a Part 2! Read it HERE

[dollfaceksj]

YES CONTINUE A POSION PARADISE

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taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #4

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it’s jimin’s party today

[a/n: i been obsessed w this outfit so i imagine reader wearing sth like this cause its so cute idc if u dont like it]

you go there by foot bc it’s not that far, like a 10 min walk

your feet in these heels are killing you but it doesn’t matter when you look that good

once you arrive, jimin pulls you in for a hug, thanking you for coming

ur not THATTT close w jimin, ur closer w joon and tae

but ur still on friendly terms w jimin

at least way friendlier than jk

its not awkward between u and jimin and u often talk abt ur love for cats and pop culture

unlike u and jk. u can count the amount of convos u’ve had with that loser on one hand and half of those were this month

jimin leads you to taehyung and unfortunately

jungkook is sitting

right beside tae

jk’s wearing a leather jacket and black jeans. his hair is wavy and there are silver rings decorating his pretty fingers

you haven’t seen them since that evening at tae’s and it’s been 3 days since

tae texted u a couple times but ur replies were pretty short to him

and u feel kinda bad

cause its not taes fault??

but ur stubborn. and stupid

tae hands jungkook his solo cup and jumps up from the couch, lunging straight at you

he hugs you tightly, swaying with you from left to right

“i’m glad you made it! all these people are boring,” taehyung says into your ear, squeezing your frame

you chuckle and pull away, hitting his shoulder

he holds you back by your shoulders. “you look good. you came to break hearts.” he nudges your hip with his

he’s soooo annoying

but the compliment is rising to your head

your relationship w tae is like a brother or cousin

he’ll only tell you you look good if you actually look good

and he’ll tell you if you look like shit

“come, sit with us,” he says as he makes some extra space on the couch. he takes the seat next to jungkook

thats when you remember that jungkook is here.

you pretend you don’t notice him though

and he seems to be doing the same thing

asshole.

you don’t really feel like drinking tonight so you decline tae’s offer of getting you something to drink

you spend the next twenty minutes listening to tipsy taehyung rambling about his call of duty wins

yawn

you get up and tae instantly tugs on your wrist

“where u going?”

you sigh. “bathroom. i’ll be right back.”

he nods and lets go of your wrist, turning to jungkook to continue his uninteresting conversation

you push your way through the sea of sweaty and smelly bodies

there’s a pair making out in front of the bathroom door so you push past them as well and enter the bathroom

you lock the door and take care of your business

you wash your hands and glance at yourself in the mirror, fixing your makeup a bit before turning on your heels and unlocking the door

just as you unlock the door, the door swings open

uhh

you did not do that

like u did not open the door it just swung open on its own.

in that split second you think it’s someone who desperately needs to use the bathroom

but your heart drops straight into your ass when you make eyecontact

with

jeon

jung

fucking

kook

THE FUCKKK

you can’t even understand what’s happening

you can barely react

when jungkook

suddenly

and gently

pushes you back into the bathroom by your waist

his hands are respectfully placed but it still sends a shiver up your spine and down all your limbs

haha

wow

😂😂😂😂

jungkooks hands on your waist for a few seconds

who wouldve thought

he walks in and shuts the door behind him

and you know you’re not going crazy but was that… the click

of

the

door

locking????

did he just? lock the door??

you look up at him, lips parted but not a single word on your tongue for him

he leans against the closed door and shoves his hands into his pockets

you frown at him, confused on why he’s trapping you in the bathroom

“what the hell, dude?” your annoyance is clear in the tone of your voice

cause what the HELL jungkook???

“i couldn’t find any other proper moment to come talk to you,” he says but you can’t bring yourself to believe him when he’s got a shit-eating grin on his lips

you roll your tongue against the inside of your cheek and cross your arms over your chest. “talk?”

what could he possibly want to talk about with you???

“yeah. i said i didn’t like you but i hope you know it was a joke. i’m sorry it didn’t come across that way.”

you drag your eyes slowly down his figure, hoping you look like you’re judging the fuck out of him

but he doesn’t react

in

the

slightest

“is that all?” you ask as you make eye contact with him again.

he stares at you for a moment longer before pushing himself off the door, closing the distance between you two

you automatically take a step back but your bum is already pressed against the sink, leaving you with nowhere to go

fuck

FUCK

why is he getting closer still

he stops right in front of you, tips of his shoes touching yours

body menacingly looming over yours, making you tilt your chin to look up at him

he stares you down, tongue playing with the double lip rings in the corner of his bottom lip

fuck he’s hot

like fuck. he’s so hot

he says, “tae was right, you know.”

you scrunch your brows together and struggle to find your voice. you compose yourself quickly though

“about?”

he answers right away. “you look real fucking good.”

ah

hahahahahah

hahahahahahahahahahahaha

😂😂😂😂😂😂

right right

😂😂😂😂

so funny.

his voice is so sultry and the way he’s staring you down like he’s enjoying the view. like he wants to devour you whole

it almost makes your knees buckle

GIRL GET IT TOGETHER

he’s literally your junior be serious

you try to stand your ground

no you HAVE to

the fuck you look like being weak in front of this little shit

“thanks. anything else?”

wowww bitchy much?

he stares at you for a moment longer before shaking his head. “nope.”

“good. get out of my way then.” you wave your fingers back and forth to tell him to get lost

he chuckles and steps aside, watching as you push past him and leave him to stare at your retreating ass

you make your way back to where tae was but he’s gone

of course he is

you look around the room, annoyed with all the people dancing and shoving up against you

all of a sudden, a hand on your shoulder makes you slightly jump

you turn and see tae

PHEWWW thought u were gonna get harassed or something

“y/n, you haven’t drank anything yet, right?” he slurs his words and you roll your eyes

this can only mean he wants you to do something

“jungkook wants to go home but he has a speaker jimin really wants. do you mind walking home with him and bringing the speaker back with you?”

what

literally what😭

“please?” he says as soon as he sees the doubt on your face

you sigh, shaking your head at his ridiculousness. “i can’t believe you’re asking me to do that.”

he frowns. “what? i’ve asked you to come to my place at night too.”

“i’m not talking about walking at night, i’m talking about making me go with jungkook.”

“he hasn’t apologized yet?”

huh

how’d he know jk was going to apologize?

“how do you know he wanted to apologize?”

“because it’s jungkook.” he rubs his nose and looks around before looking back at you. “have you ever seen him at a party before? he came to this party just to apologize to you cause he knew you’d come and he wouldn’t have another opportunity. that’s why he’s already leaving despite only having been here for like half an hour.”

you don’t know if that’s just tae being drunk or if he’s actually telling you the truth

bc why

why is that

so

sweet?

were you being dramatic? 😭😭

for being mean to him??

over something so silly

u kinda were lowkey babes.

you sigh softly.

“alright.”

to be continued

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YAY REQUESTS ARE BACK- I am a sucker for fluff honestly but can u do a one shot where barista!jaemin has a crush on a customer who’s coffee order is the same as his (8 shots coffee thingy) hehehe thank you I really love ur posts btw 🥰🤭

im literally obsessed with barista jm help!!! tysm for ur request hope u like it (its very small djjdjdkd)!!<3

cw: barista!jaemin, pure fluff, jaemin is whipped for y/n.

jaemin remembers the first time you enter the small coffee shop. he remembers exactly what you were wearing. how your hair were messy and wet because of the rain. how you looked relieved to finally escape the bad weather. the moment you looked up and smiled at him. but what he mostly remembers is the first words he heard from you; "hello, a caffe americano with 6 extra shots please.", at that moment, jaemin just felt like his heart was going to burst out his chest. not only you were the most beautiful person he's never seen but your order was literally the same as him. word for word. he also remembers the way you had to repeat yourself because he zoned out as soon as he heard your voice. "sorry... your name?", "y/n". y/n. this name keep just resonating in his head for the past weeks. he couldn't stop thinking about the small smiles you'll give him everytime you enter the coffee. how you'll sometimes be in rush and look so cute when you panick because you're late for work but just can't leave without your 6 shots of coffee. before that day, jaemin wasn't very excited about his work, always complaining to his friends how work is boring and how much is co workers are annoying but since that day, he never complained again, waking up every morning with hope that you'll come get your usual coffee and that he'll get his usual smile and greetings.

and just like that, jaemin found himself waiting for you every morning, trying to strike up a conversation everytime but just end up stumbling over his words and hand you your order with a friendly smile, waiting for your small thank you. but today is different. today, jaemin was determined to finally talk to you. at least to say other words than "hello" and "the usual?". so when you pass the door, he prepares himself mentally, repeating the few extra words in his head and without even realizing, you're already standing in front of him "hi jaemin", he's still not used to you calling him by his name and the way his cheeks heat up every single time, "hey y/n, the usual right?", you just nod with the same usual smile that makes jaemin's cheeks heat up every single time. "to be honest, i'm surprised you didn't get scared of my order", you let out a small giggle, looking at jaemin, which look up at you with the widest smile, feeling his chest warm up because he's so happy to finally have a real conversation with you (without even being the one to start it). "maybe it's the fact that i literally drink the same drink as you...", he laughs and hands you the hot cup, making sure to wrap a napkin around it. "what? no wayyy! why didn't you tell me before?", you reply, sounding way too excited, not that jaemin hates it but he's just suprised by your reaction. "well... i don't know, i didn't want to sound creepy or something i guess...", he says softly, "you don't sound creepy at all, honestly i feel relieved that i'm not the only one drinking that much coffee.", you both laugh, "well, i'm glad we have this in common", jaemin only realizes what he said when he sees your cheeks heat up and a few seconds of silence follow his last word, "i have to go... but i'll see you tomorrow!", he just nods, still trying to wash his embarrassment away, "thank you for always serving me the best coffee, jaemin, see you!" you offer him a sweet smile before turning around to exit the coffee shop, leaving jaemin standing there in total awe. this small conversation was enough to make jaemin's day, he's never been this happy to be at work. he couldn't wait for tomorrow and even found himself daydreaming about your next conversation the whole day.

[bettsfic]

U HAVE TO TELL US MORE ABOUT UR SNOWBAIRD FIC IDEA PLZZZ IM BEGGING

oh wow, i'm glad to know there's some interest! it's an AU where the districts win the war and instead of the hunger games, every year 2 capitol children are sent to a district to grow up there and help foster peace. so at 10 years old, coriolanus gets sent to district 12 with dean highbottom's daughter (OC). around 18ish, coriolanus's father (who doesn't die, and is in the capitol trying to regain its former glory) is pushing coriolanus to marry highbottom's daughter, who has become like a sister to him and moreover is in love with someone else.

which is all a lot of setup for the premise of the fic, which takes place across only 2 days. the first, coriolanus is dragged to the seam where he becomes very obsessed with the performer, lucy gray. they have a wild and strange night together but they both know nothing can come of it and are forced to part ways. and the second day takes place 3 years later, shortly before coriolanus's wedding to highbottom's daughter. everything after that is spoilery, so i'll save it.

i'm still rereading the book and i also have 10 other things i'm working on, so i don't know when i'll have time to pound this one out. but it'll be pretty short, 10k maybe, since it's broken down hour by hour. not a lot of profound character work happening, just smut and pining and worldbuilding.

[wonusite]

and what if gyu gets asked to get groceries and you offer to go with him... from the outside it looks like you just wanna come along to help him but you both know you have other motives 😇 you're seducing him as soon as the elevator doors close, smashing your lips onto his and pushing yourself onto him so he can feel your tits against his chest and his growing bulge is rubbing against your lower stomach. even though the elevator ride was short, it was enough to get him fully hard because as soon as you reach his car he's pushing you into the backseat to rail you and give you at least 2 loads before you leave 😁

you at least behave on the way there and as you're shopping (but he doesn't miss the times you bend over in front of him to grab something from a lower shelf and he can see a wet patch on your underwear when your skirt rides up). but on the way home? as soon as you reach the first red light, you reach a hand down to play with your cunny. it surprises him at first but the sight of both your arousal and his cum from earlier has him sternly telling you to stop, but you ignore him and continue to push it back into you.

of course he gets mad because you're disobeying him but deep down he thinks it's kind of fun. and you're so cute since you clearly want his attention, so he'll give it to you. to your surprise he pushes your hands away from yourself to give way for his. he calls you a brat for acting naughty even as he's driving and leaves consecutive slaps onto your pussy before he slips his fingers inside and abuses your hole 🥴 it's short-lived because he has to take them out when the light turns green but he reaches over to leave a few spanks here and then.

when you arrive home and he parks the car, he immediately commands you to get in the backseat where he follows so he can give you his full, undivided attention iykwim 😇 he doesn't even care if anyone else is in the parking lot, or if they'll notice how his car is rocking from how hard he's thrusting into you, or if his fiancee is wondering what's taking the both of you so long, he needs to punish his angel for misbehaving <3

maybe i'll be 😈 anon ehehe i just read your daddy!gyu series recently and i'm actually so obsessed with it it's so good 😭 been having my own thots about it ehe

AHHH WELCOME TO THE WONUSITE THOTS YOU’LL FIT RIGHT IN FR 🥹 and stop i’m so glad u liked daddy!gyu like that series is my baby tbh <3

and ur a lil fucking menace but i love that sm so let’s get into it 👀

daddy!gyu feels his heartstrings being pulled when u sweetly offer to go grocery shopping w him. he knows you want his cock, but it also seems like you actually like spending time alone w him. you’ve become more clingy and needy, and he fucking loves it.

when you tease him before you leave, pressing ur soft body against his and giving him a desperate kiss, gyu welcomes it. he shoves his tongue inside your mouth as his hands trail down under your skirt and knead ur ass, moaning when he feels that ur wearing a thong. you giggle deviously as u pull away and tell him you’ll meet him outside. obs you’ve felt his giant boner and can’t wait to have him use u like u want him to.

hence, you end up in his back seat, face shoved into the leather seats and he completely rails you from behind. ur sopping cunt is convulsing around him as he drags u back and forth on his big cock. “so fucking good for me, baby girl.” gyu moans as you fall over the edge and coat his dick w ur sweet cream. “always so desperate for daddy’s cock.”

“can’t get enough, daddy. just want your cum.”

he groans lowly, slapping your ass as he spills his hot seed inside you. gyu slowly grinds into u, cock still hard. he smirks, running his thumb along where u two are connected. “this pretty pussy still wants more of my cum? that’s what it feels like.”

you nod desperately against the seat, grinding ur messy cunt back on to gyu’s cock. he lets you, loving the sight of you fucking his cum back inside your pretty pussy. gyu finally becomes so ravenous that he grips your soft ass and starts to pound into u until you both come again.

at the store you expectedly behave, except for when you bend over and give gyu a peek of ur pretty ass. but he loves the sight of your ruined underwear even more. it takes everything in him not bend you over and stuff you full of his cum all over again.

everything is fine on the way back home, well mostly. once the car comes to a stop, you innocently call gyu so he can look over at you. ur two fingers are spreading ur messy pussy lips. it works like a charm bc as soon as mingyu lays his eyes on you, they darken with an unmistakeable heat. he stays quiet when you shove your fingers into your pussy, gently grinding into them. you hear him say princess in a warning tone, but based on the large tent in his pants, u know he’s not too upset.

gyu gently pushes your fingers away, and gently rubs your throbbing cunt, circling ur puffy clit until you’re moaning and begging for him. he delivers a hard slap to your cunt.

“daddy!”

he keeps slapping ur lips until he finally has enough and shoves them inside. immediately, you become a blubbering mess. u look so pretty and fucked out that he considers pulling to the side of the road just so he can fuck u like u both want. but as the light turns green, he just settles for sucking ur sweet juices from his fingers.

he pulls into the driveway and doesn’t hesitate to get you in the back so he can get ur tight cunt around his cock. this time ur on top, bouncing on his cock like an animal in heat. ur pretty tits bounce in his face, and just as he’s about to take one of ur hard buds into his mouth, his phone rings. you smirk, knowing it’s ur mom.

“answer it, daddy.” you manage to say through your moans.

and he does. but gyu can’t focus on anything his fiancé is saying, not when her gorgeous daughter is fucking herself on his cock. it’s esp hard when you start grinding into him and make him fall over the edge. his sticky cum paints ur walls, and ur determined to overstimulate him and reduce him to a whimpering mess so he can’t even talk to ur mom anymore.

you giggle when he hangs up on her mid-sentence and grips ur ass to fuck his cock up into you and fill you up again.

[definitelynotshouting]

OUGHHH sorry to be on anon, I need to make a proper tumblr to talk to people in hermitblr but currently I only have a sideblog and am not gonna expose my ten year old main aklsdjhfdklas, but I am the author of the romeo and juliet au tysm you made my heart grow warm and fuzzy and then explode I've never seen my fic mentioned out in te wild before <33333

to fuel ur theatre au brainworms, in the romeo and juliet au: mercutio is bdubs + benvolio is cleo, and jimmy and joel are sampson and gregory (two capulets from the start of the play they're such dumbasses my absolute beloveds), so we've got the design philosophy of the montagues and the capulets mirroring the aesthetics of the family and the bad boysss. (I never came up with a design for bad boy!Ren when he steps in as Tybalt instead of Grian during show week but I feel it's not too hard to imagine hehe)

but also (separately from that au, because I saw other talk of the life series and theatre and plays on ur blog) I constantly think about the life series as a greek tragedy, specifically in relation to the purpose of the series' inevitable tragedy being catharsis for the watchers (with the watchers also being literally the viewers). we love to see them suffer!!! but there's also a bunch of politics surrounding greek tragedies that Plato and Aristotle had discourse about that you can rope into it and tldr; my understanding is catharsis was Aristotle's answer to Plato's concern that tragedies' emotive affect could encourage rebellion against the state, with Aristotle saying that instead the cycle of pity and fear and eventual catharsis felt by the audience has a "purifying" effect that's like an emotional release from those emotions instead. Then with the extra layer of lore the fandom has surrounding Grian running away from the watchers, if Grian designs the life games, to the end of sating the watchers' need to emotionally feed (thank you Martyn for that piece of lore I'm stealing it jkfhdsk), the purpose of the games could be the cleansing of the watchers' discomfort with him running away and being a player and maintaining the status quo where Grian is actually the one in control !!!! even if he makes himself suffer. also different characters "curses" as their harmatia!! And, if we interpret the watchers as a fictional force AND the viewers simultaneously, then the chorus could absolutely be watchers who are vocal in the fandom - removed from the "players" (and OH how I love the dual meaning of minecraft players and players as in actors) but providing additional commentary and insight into what's happening that further feeds the emotional experience of the audience !!

alsooooo if you don't know the show "& Juliet" scar and grian are ALSO romeo and juliet in that to me, it's their last life/early double life era </3

theatre theatre theatre theatre theatre theatre theatre theatre

YOOOOOOOOO HELLO OP YOUR FIC IS AMAZING AND IM GLAD I COULD REC IT BC IT DESERVES RECOGNIZED!!!!! Also all of this is AMAZING im so obsessed with bdubs being mercutio and cleo being benvolio. Thats incredible like HELLO????? based choices tbh thats so fun

Also super obsessed with the meta of plays feeding into the watcher canon (and im STILL not over martyn somehow accidentally canonizing a key element of my au, this is insane, i came up with the idea for watchers feeding on player emotions in SEPTEMBER OF LAST YEAR), thats so fucking neat, i love a good tragedy OUGHHHHH its so compelling.

Also no worries about being on anon!!!! I did that too before i finally cleaned up my main blog so all the posts were privated, and then changed my url to match this one so ppl would recognize me WHEEEEEZE. Smth that helped me was tagging my own sideblog in anon asks i sent, so ppl would know it was me, and i'd get the notif when it got answered. Ofc you might not be comfortable linking your sideblog, but if you ever made one you wanted to sign off with, thats the option i used for a while before using mass post editor to private my entire main blog!!!!

theatre theatre theatre!!! Your ideas are SO pog and cool my dude feel free to ramble to me any time :]

[yaesnovels]

read ur kaveh smut and i just wanna say we need more kaveh content !! i am so down bad for him since hes so pretty, was wondering if you could write another kaveh fic (could be smut or not) where him and the reader are together while alhaitham isnt at home so kaveh shows you around? if that makes sense sskskks its all up to you!! and thank u <3

. "well, there goes the moment" !

cw; none, just an innocent make out sesh before alhaitham interrupts you two

“well, this is my current place”, kaveh led you inside the home alhaitham kindly let him stay for a cheap rent, considering the architect had some troubles with his finances at the time. “it’s nothing really special, and my roommate isn’t home, so don’t feel shy at all. it’s just us.” 

for some reason, that kind of made everything more interesting. looking around the house, you noticed some art hanging on the walls, looking at your boyfriend who just shrugged. “hey, he was living in a completely dull and decoration-free house. i needed to step in”, he laughed, to which you could only giggle as you shook your head. the place was absolutely decorated in kaveh’s style – and knowing stoic alhaitham, you could only assume the scribe and acting grand sage was not impressed. 

“so, what do you think of doing tonight? i don’t think alhaitham will be able to wrap up his work quickly – i saw the piles of paperwork he has to finish”, kaveh chuckled, “so we are completely alone for at least a couple of hours.”

being alone with kaveh has been a rare occasion so far, being fairly new into your relationship and only dating for a couple of weeks. so, him innocently saying you’ll be alone for a while just made you happy because you had been thinking of initiating something for quite some time. 

the moment you sat on his lap on the couch and had your legs wrapped around his waist, he knew that you were plotting something. “hey, hey. you think you’re ready for this?”, he asked, making sure you don’t rush into something you’re still unsure of. 

“mhm, i think so. it just feels right”, you mumbled as you leaned down to kiss him softly, kaveh was absolutely into it immediately. he was deepening the kiss, arm around your shoulder as he just pulled you closer to himself. 

“if it does, then i’m glad”, he chuckled as he let go of the kiss for a moment to catch his breath. “i love you.” 

his voice was soft, a big smile on his lips before he leaned back forward and kissed you again, this time a little bit more intense from the start, quickly getting obsessed with the feeling and taste of having your lips on his. 

kissing you had always been one of the things he loved doing the most, being close to you, showering you in his love and affection for you. and now that you two were alone for the first time in a while, he sure as hell was going to take advantage of that. 

that was until alhaitham decided to come back home early, having kaveh groan in annoyance and you – quite embarrassed – sitting next to kaveh on the couch, burying your head against his neck. 

“hello to you, too”, alhaitham chuckled, placing a pile of papers on his desk. “i thought it would be better to work from home tonight. i think that was a great idea.” 

“definitely”, kaveh rolled his eyes, getting up before he pulled you up, too. “let’s head to my room, yeah?” you nodded as a reply, not trusting your voice before you waved at alhaitham, who was still smugly smirking at kaveh, successfully having pissed the architect off, before you were pulled inside the room by an impatient kaveh. 

i need to admit, i'm not necessarily satisfied with this but i just couldn't get myself to write smut for this, it just didn't feel fitting for some reason, i hope that's okay nonnie!

[hayakawalove]

HI LEGEND

im a lurker from ao3 and obsessed with your works and even more obsessed finding ur tumblr,,,your characterization of suguru makes the world go round ok. he’s everything to me these days, thank you for blessing us with your wonderful writing<3. Everything about suguru is so warm and fuzzy and so good to his sweet baby 🥹.

(cw: dissociation) i feel like he would be so good to his angel that struggles w dissociation and keeps her grounded. always giving squeezes, notices the signs when it happens. he’d help you through it and be so comforting :( the way i would ugly sob if it happened fucking too LSDKSK. I hope all is well and giving you a big hug!

-🗿 anon

HELLO

This ask made me so happy! Hello lurker from archive of our own,, WAHH I’m so glad you like my work that really makes my week honestly. AND SUGURU,, yeah he means so much to me IDJXODJDOKDKD IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY CHARACTERIZATION OF HIM to Me I think he is a very soft boy, even in canon when he defected he still did it out of love,, i love writing him honestly. I also really like writing Gojo too though. I think I like writing Suguru because it makes me Flustered but I like writing Gojo cause I feel like our sense of humor is very similar. AND THANK YOU FOR BLESSING ME BY READING! Yes yes I concur he really is so sweet to his baby. In my Heart and Soul I just know he would melt for you and do anything for you. I think his love is very. Devotion based. He would devote his life to you, and that’s so sexy of him.

AND. You have no idea how I reacted to the second half of your ask, well I mean all of it but like. You are in my Head. I’ve actually thought about that at length with all my blorbos, but he takes up the biggest residence for that idea. I actually have one or two WIPs with poly satosugu where they care for you during a mental health episode, I don’t think any of them are dissociation but. I’ve never posted them just because it almost feels Too vulnerable,, but I struggle with dissociation. Like. Very badly. KDJKFDKKDKDJDJ I think the thing with Suguru is he would be so good for you during bad mental health episodes, cause he knows what it feels like. He’d be able to notice all the small details. But yes dissociation is a very interesting topic for him. I think Suguru as a whole is a very Grounded character, and I mean we kinda see that in the show how he keeps Gojo’s feet on the ground. You’re so right though he would absolutely try to keep you Here. And he wouldn’t make you feel weird about it. I feel like when I’m dissociating I feel. Crazy KNDKDKDKDK but I think he would be very in tune and calm and treat you Normally, except he always has a hand on you and helps you do grounding exercises. Maybe stands in front of you so you can See him while he holds your face :(( he also would step up. I think he’s dominant generally speaking but I think if he noticed you dissociating he would automatically do all the talking if other people were around and guide you places.

I HOPE ALL IS WELL WITH YOU TOO I AM SENDING YOU A BIG HUG WITH CHOCOLATE AND MAYBE A TEDDY BEAR

[spaceyflowerswriting]

Sorry I am obsessed 😍 I love your DG/James Lee headcanons and oneshots! I know it’s impossible for him to fall for a bipolar moody reader? Or maybe someone who’s serious then childish? But can you write a one shot or maybe headcanons? ❤️ thank you ❤️

james lee with a serious then childish s/o

details: gender neutral reader but written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and james are dating

a/n: dont worry, im glad u like my james stuff T_T !! i decided to write headcanons of him with a serious then childish reader since im not quite sure what you mean by ur first prompt ...? i also don't want to mischaracterize bipolar disorder ;;

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> before you two started dating, he used to prod at you a bit to see what else you had aside from your serious exterior. it wasn't in an annoying way, but more so in a ... mildly suspicious way? (you know, like how he interacted with daniel in the beginning of the story lol) he was just curious ^_^

> to this day he still wonders how you agreed to date him despite his earlier behavior

> anyways was definitely surprised when he found out about your childish side but it was a pleasant kind of surprise <3

> he appreciates your serious side! it makes it easier for him to approach conversations needed to steady the relationship if problems arise

> as for appreciating your childish side; i don't think of him as the type to enjoy, like, toilet humor ?? but he would probably have fun with you by putting a sticky note on gun's back saying, "kick me" or something LMAO

> as a serious person himself, he's actually glad you have a childish side. he wouldn't mind if you didn't have one, but because you do, you give him a chance to be silly in ways he can't really be because of his public image and he's thankful!

> you two definitely pull pranks together and then when getting confronted/accused of being responsible, can perfectly act cool and serious and easily avoid trouble with alibis for each other

> you are not safe from those types of pranks, by the way. james definitely messes with you from time to time (make sure to do it back <3)

> gun and crystal think you've made james worse, goo thinks you've made him more fun

> as long as you're serious at the appropriate times, james would never mind your childishness :]

[fatuismooches]

I just read ur recent fic about the Harbingers being jealous and as always i can't stop smiling and giggling a bit while reading through them, its just too good 🛐💞 gosh i really miss ur content so much, its such a mood booster 😭🙏

I want to talk about jealous Capitano first bcs its been stuck in my mind for a while now after reading that fic lol 🤣 first of all, i want to eat him (affectionally ofc) why he is so cUTEKASJKASJIAKSOWJWIWJWISJ- 💓💞😭PLEASE- second, even though he will never tell reader about this "strange" feeling inside him, but bcs of him being an "action speaks louder" kind of man, i feel like its easy for reader to notice if there's something off with him 👀 poor Capitano, he can't escape them- 😂 Also, i just love the thought of reader teaching Capitano how to convey his feelings on some of ur fics, even though his face are still like these "😶😐", he is still trying his best (and it probably became one of his favorite "alone" time with them), its really cute ngl 😖💞

Now moving to Scara, i love how you make him from 3 different phase: innocent (Kabukimono) > emo (Scaramouche) > mature (Wanderer/Hat Guy) 😂 i feel like you are having too much fun with him. If u are asking which of the three are my fav, i'm choosing Kabukimono bcs omg my heart 😭💞 i feel like floating on the air when he is all pouty, its really cute!

And then Signora.. Why u have to make her so hot? 🛐💞 "Maybe you need more matching accessories? Would a hickey do?" Reading that part made me squeal a bit LOL. U REALLY know what ure doing and i'm here for it 🛐🛐

As always, u served us another amazing meal for us Harbinger lovers 🛐💓 and i can't thank u enough for what u did. I hope u have an amazing day smooches! 💞🙏

-🥝

SQUEEEE WHEN 🥝 ANON ENJOYS YOUR WRITING 😭💖 Also, I 100% agree with you I want to chew on the Harbingers (lovingly) AND AHHH YOUR CAPITANO BRAINROT... He never tells reader about what he's feeling much to your chagrin but it cancels out because you've grown to read him and pick up on cues that no one else knows <3 He's internally cursing himself for showing weakness but your pouty concern over him makes him feel it's not so bad 😔

He's so 😐 on the outside but 😳 on the inside. Capitano's probably given up on showing emotion outwardly but he still loves to partake in these activities with you because of how excited you get and he loves the new crazy ideas you come up with!!

I'm glad you noticed my crazy obsession with Scara 🤭😅 I can't help but spoil my bb... He's sooo adorable regardless and I lobe him very much 🥹 I can't choose which one I love most! They all have my heart!

Signora my beloved 😫😫 I have to treat her as the queen she is, as she deserves everything 🤲 I'm glad you know what my goal is 😏 Thank you for this cute brain rot and I hope you have a lovely day too 💖

[judeswhore]

It's actually so refreshing to see that not everybody is so obsessed with every aspect of Judes private life, that's why you're my favourite Jude blog

You don't bother with the girls he follows or his extended family, and that's so rare on tumblr because everybody wants to know everything about him and they don't respect his privacy

i find it very unnecessary and before the world cup it wasn’t an issue w him, most people were focused on him only/his football but a lot of (not all) the new fans have brought a lot of problems like this. they go looking for things such as girls and then they cry and complain like there was ever a chance of being w him in the first place, it’s toxic and strange. i can say tho my mutuals and a lot of the anons i get are the same as us and don’t engage in that kind of stuff and i’m glad abt that but i still get annoyed if i get the odd ask abt it especially considering i’ve made it so clear i’m not interested. but i’m glad u can enjoy this blog without any of that and i’m v happy that i’m ur favourite <3

[rinhaler]

The anon who just found out u were fuwushiguro here!!

Yes I absolutely understand the frustration from not performing as well with follower count to likes ratio - as an artist who used to be quite popular and likes went from thousands to only like seventy. At some point you feel like you’re not doing it for you, but actually for others. I’m happy you realised the happiness can come from writing and not only hate.

The friend who left you I can also relate to a bit, my ex best friend of 6 years also left me quite recently and it was like there was an empty hole in me because even if you’re not friends anymore, your brain can’t quite handle the change. I’m so sorry that happened to you, but the greatest challenge is to not only hold yourself to one person but to be open and try new possibilities, and that’s what you’ve seemed to done! You have new friends, new mental attitude, and a brand new beautiful blog (that I love the theme of btw!!!) You’re doing great and will continue to do so, because if there are 100 rinhaler fans I’m one of them, if there are 10 rinhaler fans I’m one of them and if there are none, I’m dead.

Also to the question you had, idk it’s just the way you describe certain things..? It’s hard to explain, I have about 50 fanfic blogs that I really love the writing of and fuwushiguro was one of them. Your world building, character description as well as development, SO GOOD!! And your wusyaname series was amazing, I used to check your blog religiously for any updates, and I’m happy you’re reuploading them here bc now I’m gonna reread them every week!

Also the way you wrote yuuji in the aita!sukuna fic was extremely similar to the first few chapters in wusyaname before he goes on that trip (if I remember right)

Have a great day/night :D

omg ARTIST AAAAAA im obsessed I'd love to see your stuff if you ever feel comfortable sharing with me sometime but no pressure ofc! I know it's very personal! ive been trying to get more into art but im finding it hard to balance practicing art stuff and writing. I also have massive art insecurity bc I don't think I'm good enough (same with my writing) so I totally understand if u wanna keep it all to yourself but go you for being a talented babe <3

interactions on tumblr suck and I'm starting to be able to tell myself it's purely luck what performs well and what doesn't, so I'm finding it a lot easier to write things I actually want to write now rather than what I think my followers will like.

Also yeah in regard to my friend, we were online friends and we'd only known each other for around two years but god i adored her and i still do tbh. I think about her and our memories all of the time we were so so close so her decision to just randomly cut me off really hurt. I'd love to talk to her again but I know I have to respect her decision and I wish her the best!

It's been a good opportunity to get back into writing so at least something nice has come from something so sad. And I love this little space so much! I'm glad you like my theme! It was greenish at first n i was like nope this aint the one i am a pink girl through and through!

ALSO AAAA THE WAY IM BLUSHING ABT AITA YUUJI BEING LIKE WUSYANAME YUUJI UR SO RIGHT 😩 definitely not intentional but god maybe i missed him more than i thought! I'm so excited to be reposting it though it's going to be like living through the magic of it all again and hearing what everyone thinks and stuff! I haven't read it in so long so I feel like I'm right there with you all hehehe

anyway thank you for supporting me always ur literally the best i adore u pls take care of urself mwah mwah mwah

[osachiyo]

STPOP I WAS WRITJG SUCH A LONG THING N STUFF BUT TULBLR REMOVED MY ASK SOMEHOW?!??? petition to bully tumblr.

miau 🙁

https://pin.it/4grpJoD (i found another version of this but lost it)

https://pin.it/7jT5STN bedroom eyes fr

https://pin.it/El1WjfH i would start rambling abt him but it would sound like im obsessive bye

https://pin.it/2oDP9Lv

https://pin.it/6EUxhmW

I also wrote smth abt that anon but i lost that too,, mad at tumblr >:(

@/sukiischaotic stole my words /j (im jokjng dont attack me pooks 😨)

Idk what went through that anons mind that it would be okay to ask such questions like that.. erm… sounds like egoisme or smth like that i forgot the word..!!! anyways i hope that anon leaves u alone now otherwise im throwing hands 🙏 also why werent they thinking before asking questions? Like, do they not think on how you would feel??? Its honestly giving careless. ☠️ erm anyways

nuthin special happened today other then me finally finishing a syory in my notes and publishing it on tumblr.. yay (that story was like in august or smth) 😭

I WOULD ramble abt dazai but idk if its allowed— also u n @/stinkyme remind me of the song “La seine and I” :3 hope ur doing well now btw 🙏🙏

Wishing you a amazing day if not, sending cookies n hugs !!!!!!!!!!

( ding ! ) reminder; whenever you feel sad, just remember that you have billions and billions of cells in your body and that they care about you ! And so do us humans :3 we love n care abt u so never forget that<33

-💞 anon

GOD I GET YOU NONNIE I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS LIKE WHAT DID WE DO TO DESERVE THIS, DUMBLR??

AAA THE FIRST ONE OMG :( gojo n the cat hiuwiwur !! also the dazai one goddamn ! the artstyle n everything is so good?? AND FEEL FREE TO RANT ABOUT HIM OMG ID LOVE TO LISTEN

about that anon, i dont know if they had ill intentions or not but its just super awkward and creepy to ask personal questions like that uifiuob esp to ppl online ! but i blocked em and saw that its a porn blog...like actual real ppl porn so um that was something.

glad to know that you published your story !! :D id love to read it lol <3

OMG YES I LOVE THAT SONG :( that is literally so cute uwqiduq aaaa !! im doing well now, thank you for your concern sweetie <3

i had a good day ! i had some rlly rlly good shrimp fried rice so mmmm ! i love shrimp so muchh... but i'd still like the hugs n cookies pls <3

thank you !! that applies to you too, nonnie !! i care about you sososo much and literally look forward to your lil dailies <3

[inkyquince]

thank you for sharing your sckrunglies with me

first off, god you are So based for liking Ivan/Baby, he was my first and i miss him every single day. Ivan bby please lock me up again i promise ill fix you this time

LOVE that your Baaaaabe is on the colder side, most of the listeners i see for asher are bubbly to match him but ive always liked more of an opposites attract dynamic for him

god and i have such a soft spot for Blake. love a bestie thats just a Mess

smooching your darling softly on the forehead cuz i think he needs it

obsessed with your freelancer because those were Very much my feelings towards Gavin as well. did Not like how smug he was at first but then get grew on me like mold and i Refuse to take anything to get rid of him. my lil infection <3

also smooching your love gently on the forehead cuz i Know it needs it

also have a Very big soft spot in my heart for Avior and Starlight. love them both so dearly. my skrunglies <3

in summary holding all of the RA characters and smooching them and holding all of your listeners and smooching them gently aaaaaaaaaaa i love RA so much you have no idea

i was this close to being out of this hyperfixation as well, and now youve dragged me kicking and screaming back into it. have to catch back up on the videos now, no idea how Erik manages his upload schedule with everything else that he does

RA Anon

IM GLAD YOU LIKE THEM!!! like smartass and pet are done in my head but i haven't made their picrew, even though i FUCKING LOVE SMARTASS, their relationship with Aaron slaps.

Ivan is godtier. I love him in flyboi and i love him in his crazy era... I do kinda ship vega and ivan? like motherfucker, i know ivan beat his meat like a BEAST and just thinking about vega there just :3 it doens't help that Pet, for me, is also a guy, so I like to just make Vega have a lil thing for guys. Also, I like to think that Vega was into Baby in a different way to Pet, yes, but like... In some sort of sick way. Like, i pay for redacted's patreon, and im sorry but you get to fuck Ivan and Vega is definitely sitting in the corner, long dick thrown over his elbow and just =w= fuck yea

YES! I prefer listeners being different to the boys, especially with Asher. Baaaabe to me, is the calm collected one. It's why David likes them for Asher. Dorian is cool and collected and snarky but just loves this stupid fucking meatball of a guy.

YEP. I FUCKING HATED GAVIN AT FIRST. LIKE BEING CALLED THE PERVERT?? SIR YOUR GETTING UR DICK SUCKED IN FRON- nvm, go fuck yourself. he's grown on me so much since then but still. rivals to lovers is godtier.

YES. GET DRAGGED BACK IN. ITS US AGAINST THE HYPERFIXATION NOW, SON.