#its a jokey joke i swear

[lavishtine]

You could can just call me the Cat King... because of my crippling loneliness and my obsessive need to hide it.

[br4tphobia]

mothers day . ♱ connie springer

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + Wc : 2,9k, Plug bby daddy! Connie x fem! reader, written with black woman in mind, idccc connie tanned !!!, connie being a sweet heart 🥹, connie callin the reader hella petnames, snuck in a lil bit of headcannons here n there!! , uses of baby, ma, mama and more, connie sneakin ina lil jokey joke, you/your pronouns used ! (not proofread, forgive me if u see any spelling mistakes.) NS4W + sex w/ some plot, passionate sex, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, oral (r receiving), breeding kink (ig .), fingering (r receiving) marking, missionary, pussy whipped connie !!, creampie and slight overstimulation .

✧˖*° vals note + this was lowkey ass n short (all of my work is) but hey ,, js a lil sumn thats late for mothers day, love everything yall do for yall children !!

its mothers day. the day where mothers are appreciated by children for what their mothers have did for them. you and connie have been dating for a while, only have one child, ava. life is perfect as it is and you wouldnt trade anything for it .

“boy what are you planninggg !”

your glossy lips pout dramatically, a blindfold covering your eyes and he guides you by your waist. “jus’ know its for you.” you suck your teeth, “well duh .. since you plannin all this shit, where ava?” “dont worry about allat, she with mikasa.” a exaggerated sigh fell from your lips, eager to see what ever hes gonna show you. “bae you scarin me ..” he leaves a reassuring grip on your waist and plants a kiss on your neck. “nothin to be scared about, now watch yo step. we going up the stairs .” “cant watch my step if im blind folded ~” “exactly why im here.” you cant help but feel yourself warm all over, his hands cupping around your waist, smooth tone of his voice, his audible accent.

when you both make it up the stairs which seems like forever, he removes one hand off your waist to open the door, “keep the blind fold on til i say you can take it off .” a small “ok..” leaves past your tongue, you fidget with your fingers nervously — connie doesnt do surprises like that ; but when he did, it was scary. “igh..take it off.” “papi, can you do it.. im nervous.” a small chuckle erupts from his chest, undoing the tie behind your head — before taking it off “ready, ma?” he questions you. you nod your head as a yes quickly, the darkness covering your vision fades away ; the blind fold dropped. your eyes adjust to the dim light in the room, “happy mothers day.” your eyes immediately widen along with a gasp. rose petals along the floor leading to the bed traced into a heart with red ballons reaching the ceiling with pictures of you, connie and ava hanging at the end. designer bags sitting infront of the pillows. such as Chanel, Louis vuitton and prada.

your eyes swell up at the scene. “you didnt..” holding your head up, trying to prevent those tears that’s threatening to fall. he pulls you into a hug, “i did. i love you and appreciate you for everything you did for this family.” whispering in your ear while he rubs circles on your back. “i-i love you too..thank you.” “save those tears mama, lets see yo gifts.” he grabs your arm and leads you to the bed. he watches you intensely as you smile from joy at the gifts, thats all he wants. to see you happy in life. “con..! i swear you’re too good to me!” your pretty face beaming, holding up the beautiful louis vuitton bag. tracing over the LV monogram logo ever so lightly. “you like it mama?” “i love it, baby, thank you. so so much !” his polished whites shine in your face from your response.

laying with him close after opening your gifts you catch him staring at you, the longer he looked at you, the more he fell in love. hell, even if you both are screaming at each other out of anger. “you ok..?” — “you're so pretty.” he's so confident in what he says you hate it, it always folds you. he's not afraid of thinking he's doing too much for you, flat out treating you like a princess more than he does his baby girl. he grabs your chin before your could respond and presses his lips against yours, you kiss back. your hand snaking up his neck, scratching his nape lightly with your solid baby pink nails. he tilts his head to the side to get more access to your lips, his tongue going past your teeth, tongues swirling around whilst he holds you still with his hand on your neck. lifting you up a bit to help you onto his lap. he groaned into your mouth as he pulled you on top of him, straddling his body. your tongues ran over each other so passionately, pulling away every other second to catch your breath.

he utters sweet compliments between every clash of lips, he always knows what to say to you. your plush thighs sit on his with your back arched, the kiss only getting deeper, his hands slid down to your hips and rocked them back and forth. you feel his hard on bump on your clothed clit causing you to moan, gaining the muscle memory of grinding ontop of him, you pull away from the kiss at the pleasure. “jus’ like that mama..” soft groans were shared through the room together from both mouths. til the point where he was leaking in his own pants he turns you in your back, swiftly scooting down to your thighs. he gave you a look of consent, you nod slightly, lowering the band of your shorts that you’ve been teasing connie with all day. his veiny hands pull both your shorts and underwear down in a swift motion.

you let out a light gasp at the cold air mixing with your hot core, you push your thighs together from the cold. “aht aht.. lemme see that pussy, keep those legs open ma..” his hand slid in-between your thigh and part them together. he licked his lips before diving in. he spat down on your core, slurping it up almost instantly. he runs his tongue over your folds, his nose bumping your clit — sending a shock wave to your pit of your stomach. “mm..con..” honey sweet moan fills his ears, your hand resting on his head whilst yours grip the sheets. placing sloppy kisses on your pussy, this man was eating you out like it was his very last meal of his life. slurping, smacking, and gulping down your slick, he knows he can eat pussy and tales advantage of it. “fuck..i love the way you eat this pussy papi..” your voice is breathy, more moans are formed and exhaled out of your mouth.

you rut your hips against his face, your juices running down his face dripping onto the silk sheets. you love seeing connie like this — hungry for you. the way he groans into your pussy at your taste, having his own make out session with your folds ; tongue fucking you ever so deliciously. "im gonna cum baby.." you roll your head back, waiting for your orgasm. every lick and plunge from his tongue brings you closer to the edge – god, you haven’t felt like this for while since ava was born. Everything starts to feel tingly and intense, he was desperate for you. “cmon.. make a mess on my face, mama.” Muttered through his messy mouth full of your arousal, you see white spots as soon as the pit in your stomach boils over. “mm shit babyy!” clawing at his dyed hair, shaking legs, broken moans, all that just by his mouth.

he made sure not to let a drop spill after pulling away, he charmingly smiles against your cum stained thighs, giving them a peck. “still with me, mama?” “ yea..” your voice is breathy, and rasp. Recovering from you recent orgasm, “ight, lift your arms .” his hands curve to your back as you do as he says. The shirt going over your head and dropping them back to your sides. “can I” he looks you dead, then trailing down to your laced bralette, hinting to take it off . “mhm” is your immediate response, feeling his slim tattooed fingers clip your bra of your chest. your nipples harden to the exposed surface of the air, “you gon lemme suck em ?” he raises a eyebrow, his tone teasing. you smile at his idiotic comment “oh my god.. yes…” connie hums at your quiet response, “yes, con. you can.” not even processing your answer he latches his mouth on your nipple like hes some type of leech. the warm wetness of his mouth soaking your nipple, whilst his other hand massages the other one — you let out quiet whines as hes twisting and pinching on it.

“imma prep you, ok, pretty?” hes slightly inaudible but you can still understand. he sliding his hand down your bare body, curving down to your inner thigh. connie collects the leftover slick and slides his lubricated digits into you. your walls immediately pulse around him index and ring, his thumb reaching to rub your clit. “oh my god..” shallow breathes escape, his long fingers massage the inside of your pussy, scissoring, pumping and curling against ; hitting all the rights spots. “just like that baby, oh fuck..” once he feels like hes gave that boob enough attention he switches, his mouth latching on your right one. you find yourself grinding on his fingers, the pleasure too much where you have to push your sticky thighs together, your nipple leaves his mouth with a ‘pop !’

“what i tell you ?” his tone hinted a warning , “to k-keep my legs open..”

“then do it, todays all about you. so let me make you feel good.”

he continues his actions with his fingers, simultaneously reaching up to give you a kiss. “think — you can ,, take me?” he’d push his fingers out through the kisses as you keep coming back for more, “yes, i need you so bad..” “dont say that, imma nut in my pants, mama” he rolls his eyes in resemblance of you. “boy pleasee” he gives you another smile before pulling his sweat pants down, you stop him. tugging on his shirt “take it off firstt” “ight ight,,” his shirt lifts over his head and thrown unknowingly in the room — his tanned abs on full display for you, god knew what he was doing when creating him cause lord.. hes so fine. “now ,, can i fuck you?” “of course.” he lowers the waistband to his thighs along with his PSD boxers. his tip slaps against his toned stomach with ongoing beads of precum oozing out the pretty brownish pink slit of his tip.

“ready, ma?” he says with a few strokes with his then — then sliding his girth through your folds. nodding another yes, he slides in. the wetness of your pussy squelches as he slids in, pretty tanned cock disappearing into your heat. “shit..” you head rolls back, eyes brows furrowing at the small stretch. “i know, ma..but you can take it..i know it.” his comforting words ease the pain, with his hand stroking your face. within a few moments he pulls out til the tip is only left inside you. “you think you can take me?” “yea..” “tell me if its too much.” whispering low, but loud enough for you to hear. he’d raise your leg on his shoulder and push back into you, sliding in and back out. making sure his rhythm wasn’t too slow or fast — from watching your facial expressions and body language, he kept his pace,

"mm.. fuck.." moaning softly, he could listen to your sounds every morning, evening, and night. "thats it mama.. " he lowers his head to the level of your neck, nibble and sucking on your bare skin. visible bite marks and hickeys grew one by one, connie loves marking you. he wants to know youre his, he loves you and wants to be there for you at all times. even when you both are on bad terms. the way his shaft disappears into every-time he rocks back into you. pushing out moans more and more, “look at you.. takin this dick so pretty..” he groaned at the feeling of your getting wetter at his choice of words. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him inches closer than what he already was to collide his lips with yours. tongues tangling beautifully together, moans, groans , and whimpers where the only thing shared along the soft skin clapping.

pulling away from his intoxicating lips, to catch your breath. he moves back down to your hickey, covered neck to add more. whispering how good it is against your neck “fuckk i miss this pussy..” — “got me wantin to nut already..” “mm..” whimpering as he brushes his tip against your cervix again. he angles his hips at certain directions to find your spot, watching your body language once again. His finger tips grazing over your beautiful curves while thrusting into you so sensually as hes laying kisses on your neck. "fuck papi.. faster.." your body squirms at neediness, just for him to obey your request — snapping his hips quicker then before, not too fast nor slow, hed do anything just to make sure you were pleased, in and out of bed! he loves you too much to leave you unsatisfied. “mm shitt !” you breath hitches on how deep he got, bumping places inside you that you couldnt reach with your own fingers, he watches your boobs bounce at the rhythm of his strokes as you grip on once tightly, those plump lips slightly agape to release moans, the crease between your hips and thighs from having your legs on his shoulders.

another moan came from you lips, the volume of them getting louder as he hits your g spot. “right here, ma?” he softly puts his hand over the small bulge re-appearing every other thrust, “y—yes! don’t stop baby.. fuck im g’na cum..” oh, he most definetily wont stop. your back arches from the pleasure, scratching on Connie’s back for some type of stability, leaving scratch marks he would definitely admire in the morning. “cum, mama. nut on this dick.” more thrusts, clit stroking, and groping away from your second orgasm. connie loves how whiney you get before you cum, your high pitched moans and whimpers is the most euphoric thing to hear from you, letting him know that you feel good. “baby..baby im cu—" cut off by a silent moan, his strokes get deeper then — what you thought — he possibly could get. gushing over his length, a white ring forming on it.

"fuuck.." he slows down to prevent himself from cumming too soon, but still allowing you to ride out your orgasm. your voice is quiet mumbling "oh baby"s, your pretty face relaxed with your lips shaped into an O. "feels so.. — fuckin good.." his voice is pitched, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut, still continuing his intoxicating thrust which feels like light shocks from being overstimulated. he looks down to admire your facial features, he cant get enough of you, not even if he tried. "you like that? this dick fuckin you deep?" his voice is slightly hoarse, "yesyes mmhpp" you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your sounds, not wanting to get louder. "let me hear you." , he grabs your hand and places it your tummy buldge.

"i-im sorry... ohmygodd.. you fuckin me so good, papi.." your wet sounds from your previous orgasms leaving his lower stomcach sticky. "shit..gonna cum mama.." cant help but feel embarassed from being close too soon, but you dont care. you also want him to feel as good as you do. "fill t-this pussy up.." his cock twitching inside your silk walls, “yeah? tell me how much you want it.” thats one thing he loves, seeing you plead for anything from him, probably one of his biggest turn-ons. “so bad baby.. mhpp! make me a mom of two..” Thats all connie hears, two. "thats what i like to hear, mama.." his pace picks up, "s-shit baby..fuck im cumming.."

his breathing quickens before he lets out a drawn out groan of your name followed by a few other thrusts. letting out whimpers at his thick seed sitting inside you before dripping onto the sheets. soon he pulled out, watching in awe whilst trying to catch his breath. "jus’ wait til fathers day. imma make it up to you." refering to everything hes did for you today, "lookin forward to it, catch yo breath. i ain done." "wha..?" "you head me, imma make sure you a mother of two."

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[lixielovess]

"and i still dont care, i only care about you and how you feel. if it meant that I'd have to kill everyone in the world except for you and then myself just to prove that i love you, then I'll do so."

hyunjin x fem!chubby!reader

warnings: reader is insecure about her body, implied ED, swearing

genre: angst, fluff

hyunjin was a childhood friend of yours, you always hung out with him and you enjoyed being around him. but you were always considered the 'ugly' friend by your other friends, sometimes your family and you yourself agreed sometimes.. ofcourse he never did, he thought you were absolutely beautiful, tough he never said it.

when you were in junior high school, you could never be friends with anyone without someone shipping you two, but with you.. everyone always considered it as a joke. like you were a joke, people kept teasing hyunjin about liking you and he always denied it, and you believed him. he was never harsh about it he was genuinely nice, he was always polite with it but it always seemed to hurt you. you loved him, and deep down he knew he liked you aswell.

he was the handsome popular guy and you were just another one of his fangirls who just happened to be one of his friends. though you did have girl friends alot of girls seemed to hate you because you were friends with hyunjin, saying that you only hung out with him to distract yourself from how fugly you actually are. and honestly you thought the same, it was to the point you starved yourself and had to go to the hospital because you didn't eat the normal amount of food a healthy person should eat for about a month, but despite not eating almost anything at all you still looked like that.

and suddenly when you were in highschool in senior year when in the schools garden, he stood infront of you, bouquet in hand looking straight into your eyes "y/n y/l/n i-... i loved you.. i always have.. so please-" you cut him off. "is this some sort of joke..?" he froze up, confused, time seemed to stop as he just stared at you completely confused "what?"

"did one of your friends force you to do this? did you lose a bet? do you think its funny 'confessing' to the ugly chubby girl?" you we're used to it, guys confessing to you, going out with you because it was a dare or a jokey joke. but its happened to you over and over again for too many times to the point where you couldn't tell the difference between that and the real thing... and when someone actually had feelings, that someone being hyunjin, you turned him down because you didn't trust anyone that said they liked you, either way if it was true or not.

"Y/n-" "save it." angry tears welled up in your eyes as he just stared at you in disbelief "listen! please- im not joking! i genuinely do-" you grit your teeth, holding in your tears as you try not to break down sobbing "i thought you were my friend, hyunjin."

"i am! and i want us to be more than that-"

"Liar! you don't like me, i know you don't. you denied it since we were 10 and even until now you still do. feelings don't change overnight. i cant believe i thought you were my friend, never talk to me again you piece of shit" you ran off into somewhere, you dont know where you just walked. a few hours later you somehow arrived home, you waltzed into your room and just locked yourself in there.

days go by and you return to school completely ignoring him, everytime he came to talk to you, you just brushed him off like he was nothing.

your friends still hung out with him, and they brought you along when they hung out with him, but what else could you do? not hang out with your friends who've known you for years..? no. eventually you forgave him and tolerated him, and started hanging out with eachother more and more.

it wasn't until recently when you guys were alone, he took your hand and looked straight into your eyes when he confessed, again. "i.. i just wanted you to know that it wasnt a joke, i genuinely did love you back then and i didn't care about how you looked you were absolutely beautiful regardless. and i still dont care, i only care about you and how you feel. if it meant that I'd have to kill everyone in the world except for you and then myself just to prove that i love you, then I'll do so."

[just-some-random-blogger]

School Of Rock

Orpheus & Sister!Reader, Dream of the Endless & Daughter!Reader + a bit of dream x reader

Summary: "YEAH!" he makes an sheesh face, "THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT!" "ORPHEUS QUICK, DREAM'S COMING." "SHIT," he grabs his sister and the guitar, "SCRAM!" "SHIT!" "NO, DON'T SAY THAT!"

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: a smidge of mom!reader x dream, literal baby girl!reader, angsty teen!orpheus, dad's not here so let's go wild 😎 -orpheus, babysitter!matthew, being emo is genetic, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: I am currently mourning (update: eternally) orpheus because i finished book 7 and now i dont know what to do with my life. I had an ask for this, and honestly, i regret answering like that cos idk if that nonnie will ever see this T_T COME BACK NONNIE Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @sloanexx @deniixlovezelda @shadow-pancake9

"That went well!" I grinned as I turned to Dream, who was vibrating in anger as he watched the 'impudent' boy storm off. He turns over to me with a shocked and hardened expression. He growls, "my son just threatened to curse you. I do not take that lightly." I furrow my brows as I chuckle and pull Dream in for a hug, "nah. That was a bluff. He likes me," I sigh through a smile, "he held back his laughter to my jokey-jokes a couple times." Dream stiffens as my arms go around him. He looks and thinks there was a foolishness to this optimism; it was borderline denial. Still, he says nothing and returns the embrace.

"Who goes there?"

He tilts his head up to the three gatekeepers, "Orpheus," he flares his arms out, making the fringes on the sleeves of his leather jacket wobble with the air, "prince of the Dreaming."

Wyvern brings its face close to the figure clad in black, looking at him for a good few seconds, and finally recognizes him. "So it is. Apologies, your grace. We did not recognize you because of your attire."

Orpheus pushes his shades down and tilts his black cordobes hat back. His distressed black eyeliner made his blue eyes appear even bluer. His black painted lips curve into a grin, "no harm done."

"I must inform you that we were instructed by our master to disallow your entrance if you are to be hostile with the princess child; as she is currently here in the Dreaming," Griffin speaks.

"What?"

"Do you swear that there shall be no hostility toward your half sister from you?" Hippogriff questions.

Orpheus chuckles dryly and clenches his jaw.

The three gatekeepers ask at once, "do you swear it?"

He sucks in a deep breath then pulls a smile, "I swear to the gods of Olympus, and on my mother, Calliope, I will not be hostile to the girl."

Needless to say, Orpheus was grumbling the whole time he walked down the halls of the Dreaming. His eyes twitched when he heard an echo of girlish giggles from the throne room.

He huffs through his nostrils and crosses his arms when he sees a raven flying low around the room and a little girl chasing after it with an open mouthed smile.

Both creatures freeze when the bard barks out the girl's name viciously.

She squeaks and comes to an abrupt halt, falling on her hands and knees because of this. Her keeper, Matthew the Raven, swoops down next to her in concern. Undeterred, she ignores Matthew and looks to her approaching figure with wide eyes.

"Where is father?" Orpheus asks.

Matthew answers, "he's out doing some errands."

He raises a brow, "and her mother?"

The black bird raises a wing, "I would assume she is the errand."

Orpheus chokes on his spit and begins to cough violently.

"I'm taking care of her for the meantime."

He heaves as he attempts to level himself. He scoffs and points, "you?" He walks over to the child, "insanely irresponsible to leave a child to a bird, isn't it?"

"Hey! I'm a great babysitter," Matthew argues, "and between me and the Pumpkin, I'm wayyyyy better."

Orpheus watches the girl push herself up and look up at him with wary eyes. He notices the way she flinches back and how her hands fidget, and somehow the reaction makes his chest tighten. How... dare she?! His emotions bubble into anger. He imposes upon the tiny thing and leans forward, hands, with painted glittery red polish, coming to his knees. He pushes his shades down and raises a thick brow, "what's wrong, little girl? Scared?"

The girl takes a look at his darkened eyes, and Orpheus is certain she's about to cry.

Yet, instead, he, himself, flinches when the girl breaks into a squeal and jumps into him. Orpheus pulls back in surprise, but she still manages to dart her arms out to his shoulders and very nearly choke him in an embrace.

His hand comes to the girl's back, intent on exaggerating injury for effect and pry her off. But then she rubs her face into his shoulder and shrieks, "Orphy!" She mutters sweetly against him, "missed you."

He glares at Matthew when he coos at the manipulative toddler's words.

Against himself, the hand which meant to yank her away rubs her back gently. He feels a blush creep on his face as he slowly pulls away from the seemingly unwilling child. He adjusts his glasses as he straightens up and looks down upon the beaming little sister he regretfully has and clears his throat, "whatever. I don't care."

Matthew chuckles at that, making Orpheus snap at him, "beat it, bird."

"Hell no," the bird croaks, "I'm her babysitter. My eyes will be on her the entire time, which means now, they'll be on you too."

Orpheus rolls his eyes, "ugly."

If Matthew had eyebrows, he'd raise one of them for the emo child's random insult.

The series of events that play out after was, in Orpheus' eyes, truly indicative of the conniving nature of the girl. Somehow, she managed to make Orpheus allow her to not only redo his makeup (as in wash it off and do it all over again), place stickers on his bare arms (he removed his jacket and was left in his makeshift muscle tee) and put clips and ribbons all over his hair (he may go bald now), but she also made him cook for her (and Matthew) and steal his confiscated electric guitar from the vault (all her idea)! The fact her parents were blind to her evil was astounding.

Orpheus was even encouraged by the raven to continue with the shenanigans, so if anything, it was clear that even Matthew was unsafe to her mind games.

Right now, he had his mint blue guitar plugged to some effects pedals and an amp, and he was intent of blowing the brains of this kid off with his sick guitar riffs.

Unfortunately for the Master of Riffs™, she was most impressed by his rendition of Ba Ba Blacksheep, and not even a rock version with cool distortions and wah effects, just... just babablacksheep.

Matthew croaked in approval as the girl clapped her hands after Orpheus finished singing.

Ever the rock star, the guitarist pushes his instrument back and bows, a few plastic clips falling to the ground as casualty. At the ready, the girl darts up from the floor she was sat and grabs the clips, raising her hands up to put it back on her beloved brother's hair.

Orpheus instinctively gets down on his knees and lowers his head to her. Matthew so very much wanted to tease him in this moment, but he didn't want him to suddenly snap at him and her because of it.

She shakily, as toddlers do, clipped the pink gel accessory back in his dark hair. Orpheus has to readjust it so that it wouldn't fall off. He smirks, his cheeks covered in way too much red power blush and his lips overlined with sparkly lip gloss (he has no idea why this child has makeup to begin with), "thanks kid."

Said kid, eyes lined with matte liner, cheeks drawn with crooked hearts (what? If she can put makeup on him, he could put makeup on her), exclaims, "think yew!"

Orpheus laughs. But then he catches himself when Matthew joins in, so his face falls.

He clears his throat and shifts onto his butt, removing the guitar strap form his body, "c'mere, let me teach you how to play Ba Ba."

"BA BA BLACK SHEEP?!" she excitedly jumps to his lap.

He grunts at the impact but only adjusts her on his thigh and places the electric guitar on her.

She excitedly grabs onto the neck of the instrument and begins to strum with her little fingers.

"Ouch," she gasp, pulling her hand back at the unforeseen snip her soft finger received from the sharp steel strings.

"Shit," Orpheus mutters, taking her hands and inspecting it before handing her the pick in his hand, "here." He places the pick between her fingers and guides her arm into a slow strumming motion.

The girl's jaw drops at the sound she was able to produce. She looks back at her brother and lights up, stars in her baby girl eyes.

Orpheus chuckles instinctively, "yoooo, you did that! Gnarly bruh."

"NARY!" she squeals and makes sudden attempts to stand from his lap.

" 'M ORPHY!" she calls, just as Orphy leans in and adjusts the straps on her, so that she could carry the guitar easier.

Orpheus' stomach drops as the girl struggles to her feet, but with a little help, she gets up and slowly turns to him, smiling from ear to ear as the guitar slowly slipped from her grip.

Once she had a better grasp on the electric instrument, she slowly walks to the pedal board and steps on one of the knobs, just as she saw her older sibling do. The thing was, she was too light to actually turn on the effect, and so Orpheus presses down on it to enable it.

She begins to sing Ba Ba Black Sheep in a high key, and skids the plastic magenta pick back and forth over the pickup. With one hand pressed firmly on the neck, she effectively mutes out most of the sounds she would have produced, and yet, it could not be denied that her performance was stellar.

Orpheus thinks it must run in the family (she gets it from him).

"BRAVA!" Matthew calls from the side, making her turn to him and smile bright.

The way she looks at the raven in delight makes Orpheus scowl at him. This was why he shifted on his knees and clapped his hands, cheering much louder, "BRAVISSIMA!"

Matthew flutters upward, "STUPENDA!"

Orpheus turns to the bird as he flies over the girl, making her squeal in glee. Drats... his Italian was stunted.

So, he rains her with Greek compliments, but she was too busy watching the bird fly around to notice.

Stupid bird.

By the time they're caught, Orpheus had successfully and impressively taught her how to do a C chord, as well as an Em chord. Baby girl tried her best to shift between them to actually play a progression, but her little fingers could barely hang on, so in the end, Orpheus magicked the chords (sat behind her and did the chords himself) as the girl did her darndest to strum, and she gratefully giggled as the two doting on her cheered for her performance.

It was Dream that caught the children playing together. Well, in truth, they weren't really caught, because he knew everything that was going around in his realm. He had felt a disturbance from within the vault and knew it was his son stealing his confiscated object (confiscated precisely because he was nasty to his sister once before) even though he was preoccupied. But since he had better things to do, he let it slide.

Dream took me by the hand and lead me quietly down the hall, intent on showing me something. I was really nervous to see what it was, considering the fact he kept rubbing my knuckles and muttered I should try not to react too much.

Needless to say, I had to bite him on his shoulder to shut myself up.

Dream broke into a smile as he felt me wrap my arms around him from behind. He brushes my arms gently and turns to me from over his shoulder, "they've been together ever since Orpheus arrived. He has been teaching her to play his instrument"

I muffle my mewl and feel my bottom lip quiver at the sight of my beaming little girl, giggling with her older brother.

Dream looks back at them and whispers, "shall we join them?"

"No!" I mutter quickly, "let them-" I choke on my words as I feel myself begin to sob, "let them have their moment."

"WOW KID!" Matthew coos, "YOU'RE PROBABLY THE BEST GUITARIST IN THE WORLD!"

Orpheus eyes him for that, knowing he was trying to egg him on, but then he melts when the girl giggles. He cannot contain the gasp that leaves him when he hears her say, "I fink Orphy iz- his GREATEST!"

The raven laughs, "hear that?" He turns to tease him, "she th-- ... ... are you crying?"

"NO! THERE'S SAND IN MY EYE-" sniffle- "M-MY DAD'S A JERK!"

Dream makes a hmp sound and feels me laugh against him before I start crying even harder.

[tiredatiny]

Beautiful Flower

Pairing : Mark Lee x male reader

Genre : angst, college au

Warnings : a quick mention of MarkHyuck, death, swearing, throwing up, arguing

Summary : Mark has been avoiding falling in love because of the Hanahaki disease. Little does he know that the fear of his will be the reason for someone’s death.

To say that Mark was afraid of the oh so infamous Hanahaki disease, would be an understatement. He was terrified of it, to the point where falling in love was like a death penalty to the boy. So every time Mark started crushing on someone he tried avoiding the person like they were carrying the deadliest disease known to man. And the technique has been working so far…

“Hellooo?? Mark you still here?” You waved your hand in front of Mark’s face to get his attention back to whatever you were talking about. “Huh?”

“We were taking about you and Haechan. Like are you coughing up flower petals yet or what?” A chuckle could be heard from you. “Nah, I think my feelings went away pretty quickly” Mark replied back. You sighed in relief “well that’s awesome because to be honest, he had some major red flags-“

“Who are we talking about?” Johnny jumped into the conversation out of nowhere, cutting you off mid-sentence. You hated how easily he could sneak up to you and you wouldn’t notice a thing before it was too late. That man will give you a heart attack someday..

“Dude where the hell have you been? Me and y/n have been looking for you” Mark tried changing the subject. “Outer space” Johnny laughed and sat down. When no one was laughing at his ‘joke’ he obviously felt a bit embarrassed. “..I was in physics class. I would’ve been here sooner if Mr. Kim learned how to end lessons on time.” “Anyways who were you guys talking about earlier? I swear if you’re shit-talking without me..” even with the older’s jokey tone, you could feel Mark tense up a little bit. Clearly the current subject was not something he wanted to really talk about. “No one” you and Mark said in unison. Not suspicious at all.

-

You were woken up by an uncomfortable feeling in your throat. You climbed out of bed and went to get a glass of water to help your itchy sensation but it ended up making things even worse. You couldn’t empty the glass, when you suddenly started coughing like something was stuck in your windpipes. When you felt like you could breath normally again, you saw something on the floor.

It was a single rose petal.

-

The next days you spent in your own thoughts. You had Hanahaki disease? That’s impossible. You didn’t have a crush on anyone.. right? Like yeah there were attractive people on campus and you wouldn’t mind dating some of them but falling in love..

“What’s with the look y/n? Something wrong?” Johnny’s cheerful yet worried question startled you from your pondering. “No I’m just..” you were thinking about telling your friend the truth but then again you didn’t want him to start worrying. “I think I’m gonna catch a cold. This sore throat hurts so bad.” God you’re such a good liar. “Yeah well that’s what you get for playing football in the rain” Johnny chuckled when remembering the event. You were soaked from head to toe and yet you still stayed on the field. And the funniest part was that your team didn’t even win that day.

You let out a laugh seeing Mark in the distance waving to both of you. Oh gosh how stupid he looked.. but he looked stupid in a cute way. “Guess what Mark?” Johnny asked the younger as soon as he sat down to the table. Mark didn’t have time to react when Johnny continued “Y/n is finally getting that “playing football in the rain” cold!” Mark’s expression went from laughing to concerned quickly. “Are you feeling okay? Do you want me to make you tea later when classes end? Or maybe I can get you some medicine from the store-“ His voice became distant as you felt a warm feeling in your heart. You were happy about the fact that he was so worried about you “getting a cold”. You smiled, a slightly pinkish blush making its way to your cheeks.

Then the realisation hit you like a truck. You were in love with Mark.

-

You spent the next two weeks in your dorm room faking a cold, not only because of Mark but also because of your health. Your condition was getting worse day by day, at the beginning you were coughing up single petals maybe twice a day but it quickly ended up with you throwing up whole flowers. You had been thinking about confessing but quickly realised Mark’s relationship with Hanahaki was.. well. He didn’t have crushes at least for long and he hadn’t been together with anyone ever.

But you couldn’t avoid your friends forever so when you did start attending classes again, you had a lot of explaining to do.

“I mean who’s sick for two weeks straight?? You just skipped lessons because you had the chance right?” Johnny tried reasoning “and poor Mark thought you died.. you didn’t even answer the door when he tried checking on you!” Yeah it was a shitty thing to do, but you didn’t want him- No anyone to see you in such a bad shape. “I just wasn’t feeling.. uumm well” your answer technically wasn’t a lie. “You should tell Mark that- Oh there he is” Johnny spotted the latter looking for you both “Mark over here!!”

You saw how Mark began smiling after seeing you with Johnny. “Y/n! Dude I seriously thought the cold had gotten you!” He rushed to the table and sat down next to you. It was getting difficult to breath as you felt something in your throat. “I-I’m sorry but I have to..” you muttered before dashing out of the cafeteria, leaving Mark and Johnny with confused expressions. The older quickly sat up, ready to run after you “wait here okay? I’ll talk to him and figure out what’s going on.”

You barely managed to make it to the bathroom before you started throwing up petals and blood. It hurt so much. It wasn’t long before you heard the door open “y/n, you in here?” Why couldn’t he leave you alone? You were already having a hard time hiding everything and they had to just make it more difficult. “Just leave me.. leave me alone pleas-“ you couldn’t finish the sentence when you felt more petals in your mouth. “I wanna know what’s going on with you? First you ignore us for two weeks and.. I’m worried okay?” Johnny tried opening the door but quickly stopped when he heard you throwing up. After a moment of silence, you opened the stall door without looking at your friend. “I’m fine Johnny.”

“No you’re not. Y/n don’t shut me out, talk to me!”

“I’m not shutting you out!” You replied, ready to leave but Johnny grabbed your hand, making it very difficult for you to do so. “Let go of me!” You were now yelling, not caring if someone heard. “Not before you tell me the truth! I need to know-“

“You don’t need to know anything!” You cut him off immediately realising how mean that sounded. “You’re a piece of shit y/n, you know that?” Johnny’s grip on you was getting tighter “you.. you expect me to be fine with how you’re treating this friend group huh?? You think I’m fine.. Mark’s fine with you ignoring us?!” You stayed quiet as he yelled insults left and right. “Okay you don’t have to tell us what’s going on, but don’t expect either of us to take you back with a warm welcome! We’ll be sure to give you the same treatment as you did-“

“Johnny I’m fucking dying!”

“What?”

“I have hanahaki okay? You feeling better now??” You bit your lip to not start full on crying. Johnny let go of your hand and pulled you to a hug. No one said anything for a moment maybe because there wasn’t anything to say. Maybe you were too afraid to say anything.

“So uumm.. who’s the you know? Your crush?” Johnny started feeling bad about the fact that he had been yelling at you “like you could try confessing to her or him.. or them?” You let out a dry chuckle “No way in hell. I’ll save him from having to blame himself for my death. Besides he won’t love me back, trust me.”

Johnny couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You just accepted your faith? “Cmon we have to try please. I can’t lose you” he was now desperate “or you can get that surgery if you won’t confess right?” You shook your head in defeat, there really was nothing you could do even if you did get the surgery, the procedure was always risky. 

“At least tell me who it is?”

“I guess there isn’t any harm in telling.. It’s M-“

At that moment the restroom door swung open and there stood a panting Mark. “I-I know you said to wait and all but it took you guys so long that I just.. I couldn’t just sit there.”

Johnny obviously waited for you to finish your sentence but you just silently went past Mark and left the two of them alone again without an explanation.

-

You had later texted Johnny to not tell anyone about your condition and if anyone were to ask about where you were, he would act like he didn’t know either. A shitty thing to do to a friend, you knew.

You stopped attending classes and just stayed in your room waiting for it all to end. Mark and Johnny came knocking on your door everyday, trying to just talk to you. And everyday you wanted to get out of bed and open the door, let them know that you’re still breathing.

“Y/n, it’s me again” Mark knocked on your door one evening, not expecting an answer. He sat down leaning on the door with a sigh “I know something’s like super wrong with you.. your health I mean” he quickly corrected. You listened to him talking about his day and slowly you made your way to the door. Just as you were about open the door you felt this immense pain in your lungs that made your knees buckle. Mark heard you falling to the floor with a loud thud, followed by a sob.

“Y/n?? Is everything okay?” Mark tried opening the door but as expected, it didn’t magically unlock. “Y-yeah..” you got up weakly and leaned on the wooden door that was separating you two. There was a brief moment of silence before you continued: “I’m.. so sorry Mark.. I really am.”

Mark was visibly confused about what were you apologising for. Maybe the way you ignored both him and Johnny?

“It’s okay really. I mean yeah it wasn’t nice to get ghosted like that but you probably had a good reason for-“

“I’m not apologising for that.” You quickly cut him off before any misunderstandings could happen.

“Then what??”

You couldn’t give him the answer. Maybe because ‘I love you’ was not the answer.

[liv-333]

Tattoos

 A grumpy sunshine drabble                                      

 warnings:  Tattoos, kissing one extremely mild swear word (Is ass even a swear word?) FLUFF MAJOR FLUFF   A/N: My first ever writing piece! Lmk if you have any other requests 

Tones of golds, oranges and pinks seeped through the curtains as sunshine slept peacefully next to grumpy. Grumpy was staring at sunshine with nothing but love and admiration in their eyes; they were so engrossed in watching their sunshine in their peaceful and calm state that they failed to notice the golden sky turn blue and the numbers on the clock change from 6 to 7 am. 

Sunshine woke at 7:10 am when they noticed the warmth from next to them had disappeared. Grumpy walked into the room almost on cue, gently closing the door with two steaming hot cups of coffee in their hands. “Finally, you’re awake” Grumpy obviously stated. “Yeah, now come back into bed you’re nice and warm” Sunshine replied, still  half asleep and making grabby hands at grumpy. Grumpy couldn’t help but chuckle at their love, as they placed the coffee down on the bedside table and threw themselves onto the bed rather than sitting or lying down. Sunshine giggled at this and grumpy smiled a rare sort of smile (that was usually only reserved for sunshine.) As grumpy lied down on the bed they started peppering sunshine’s face with kisses,as a semi-permanent reminder of their love for sunshine. While grumpy was displaying their affection, sunshine wriggled around the bed, trying to find a comfortable place to relax, which just so happened to be grumpy’s chest. Grumpy didn’t complain, they never did when it came to sunshine, not even when sunshine ever so slightly lifted up grumpy’s shirt to reveal a myriad of tattoos. That was one of the things sunshine loved most about grumpy, they weren’t afraid to express themselves. But sunshine had more important things to be doing than daydreaming about grumpy (they did that enough as it was anyway.) Slowly putting grumpy’s shirt back into its original position, sunshine started tracing the tattoos on grumpy’s arms around them. They started tracing the song lyrics, the stupid stick’n’poke ones, the sun that grumpy got for sunshine, even though they advised them against it in case they ever broke up, the conversation ending in grumpy saying that if they did ever break up it wouldn’t be on grumpy’s part and sunshine silently agreeing. The dinosaur on a skateboard and then sunshine’s favourite one; the snake, it was a simple design with ample detail, but it made grumpy look bad-ass. Sunshine took extra care tracing this one, going over each of the scales, making sure to do the design justice. Sunshine traced the design from bottom to top only stopping when they noticed a new tattoo. It was a simple sunrise, drawn in pink, yellow and orange ink, complete with sunbeams in the same colours. “That one’s new”  The statement came out as more of a question rather than the matter of fact tone that they were hoping to achieve. “Greatly observed, i’m surprised that you didn’t notice it already. Do you like it?” “Wha- yeah, it almost puts the snake to shame!” Sunshine said in a jokey tone, even though they were most definitely not joking. “I’m telling Stephen you said that”. “YOU NEVER TOLD ME IT HAD A NAME!”  “You never asked” grumpy mumbled while kissing the top of sunshine’s head “When did you get it? Does it have a meaning? How come it’s in coloured ink, you never get your tats-” Grumpy kissed their love on the lips in an attempt to shut them up. “How you have this much energy this early in the morning never ceases to  amaze me.”  “Anyway” Sunshine continued, prompting grumpy to answer their questions. “I got it last week, hence why I was surprised that you only just noticed it, yes it has a meaning buuttt, i’m not sure if I want to tell you. “WHAT YOU CAN’T JUST-”. For the second time that morning sunshine was shut up with a kiss to the lips. “I got it for you, well, us. I love it when we have slow mornings like this, where the sun has only just risen and your’e tracing my tattoos and I wanted a permanent reminder of it. Coloured ink made it look wayy cooler also. Sunshine melted at this and grumpy could feel them turn into a puddle of sweet nothing. “What have I told you about getting tattoos for me and us?” Sunshine asked softly.    “I think i’m always going to love you sunshine”  “I love you grump” “I love you too sunshine”   

And with that sunshine planted a kiss to grumpy’s cheek and the pair let a second wave of sleep was over them.  

The coffee’s sat on the bedside table, cold and forgotten as the lovers slept entangled into one-another.

[aettuddae]

i think this my first time being late to an update omg…🕷️ anon washed

starting off with business matter first…would it be crazy if i said this was my fav update 😭😭 i loved chapter 92 specifically because it forces serim & rina to both face their feelings (& doubts), intimacy could only go so long as a form of communication b4 they both were left unsatisfied (more so serim) its rlly sad even now karina cant fully accept her feelings using ning as an excuse to let their bond go (not rlly an excuse but how she self sabotage b4 anything could rlly happen) it was such a good chapter and i just like angst (obvs by now)

im rlly worred about ningning in all this tho…whether serim & rina end up together or she ends up with serim (with the knowledge that she will never feel how she feels for jimin) its a lose lose situation for her…unless im reading too much into it and shes not taking her time with serim seriously/just having fun

them saying goodbye to eo was amazingly beautiful i dont even know what to say…bittersweet i guess

KYUIN GIRLFAILURE WE LOVE U ALREADY 🫶🫶 also adding another delulu jimin into my bag thank u 💋 i think i say this about all the friendgroups in ur stories but I LOVE novaHIVI DYNAMIC ALREADY THEY FAMILY (havent stopped thinking about this group either like u cooked so bad here)

the difference between how anthology!kazuha and hole in one!kazuha act dhsbshsnsn

minjeong n milf 👍👍

i just wanna say i liked minkwan…i probably didnt say anything tho cause my peasized brain zeros in on yuri 😕

SUCH A WASTE ON CHITTAPHON NOOOOO U SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I LEAVE, THE GAY BOYS NEED LOVE TOO 😭😭 (its also interactive too so the min i figure out how that works im getting my mean gay boy x loser gay girl both being down bad serve idc)

simon says is amazing…we just love father dem jointz over here and we thank god everyday sm passes him around like a groupie in that building

also so many anons are flirting with u now that means u made it…dont forget me when ur famous

- 🕷️

it's literally the end of the deal, it's so important, makes total sense !! and all of the events and circumstances make it more hard for them to be delusional about what they feel, serim couldn't hold it anymore. glad you enjoyed it, even if it was some sad episodes.

yeah, with the new update i just posted 😀 ningning's situation changes a little, since she's actually capable of trying and prioritizing her mental sanity, although it's probably gonna hurt for her in any scenario, she's more aware and ready than the other two

kyuin is a cutie that has barely learnt how to exist in society, we need to protect her 😭 i have already accepted i'm never writing a normal boring jimin, i always have to make her borderline schizophrenic 😔 so happy to hear you like novahivi's dynamic, you always focus on the things that matter to me 😅 i always prioritize the main character's friend groups a lot and i find particularly fun writing novahivi interacting with each other

shut up finally a kazuha that's not attempting to murder anyone (YET) (jokey joke)

minjeong and milf 🫴🏼

OH NOW EVERYONE LIKES MINKWAN GET OUTTA HERE, Y'ALL ARE TOO LATE

this blog is a woman's world i swear, readers don't even support gay men 😔 i will support any idea you have to get the gays thriving and vibing

father demjointz 😭 literally, i owe him so much, has given me my fav kpop songs

i will never forget you, spidey, you're literally my everything

[thesoulbox]

ITS NEARLY THE SAME 😭 I WAS WATCHING THE OFFICE EARLIER AND MY BRAIN JUST RANDOMLY PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER.

I genuinely think the only difference is length, Gregory's hair is a bit longer 😭

BUT LIKE I SAID ITS NEARLY IDENTICAL. Gregory takes on a new identity and works in a office and causes unneeded chaos confirmed?!?

New AU idea guys smh

(this is all a jokey joke I swear)

[intothecest]

Haven't posted much lately, but I might attempt to post more random shippy thoughts and concepts, see how that goes.

First up, Demon Slayer.. IDK if I mentioned it on here before, but since I started watching it I immediately started shipping Tanjiro/Nezuko, the two sibling characters. He came home one day to find his family murdered except his sister who was turned into a demon... only his sister seems almost unique among demons in that she can control her demonic bloodlust (especially when something is in her mouth). Tanjiro started a questi to join the Demon Slayer Corps in large part to find his sister a cure, and she usually travels in a box on his back (to protect her from sunlight, which kills Demons). And it's not super shippy in terms of their interactions, but it's like so sweet how devoted they are to each other it's shippy by default?

They're also not the only shippable cest couple in it, some of the demons are as well especially Gyutaro/Daki who take closeness to a whole new level as Gyutaro often spends time in his sister's body!

Okay, alll that's just background. Cause I'm not here to talk about them. See, one of the weird thing about Demon Slayer is that it has a semi-official AU, called Kimetsu Academy. I think it started as a gag in the closing parts of manga chapters but then spun off to its own thing (which, much like the end-chapter jokes are super short jokey stories), set in the modern day where all the major characters are just normal students in a high school. Now I'm going to state up front I'm mostly talking out of my ass here… I don't even read the spinoff manga (or the original manga), and although I've seen the Kimetsu Academy specials released in English on Crunchyroll (they total I wanna say 20ish minutes), I don't know a whole lot about the lore behind it, but from what I've seen that it's mostly a mundane world, 'demons' don't exist, and although demon characters are present they seem to be portrayed as general 'bad kids'. Like Gyu/Daki are apparently there but just as the ttroublemaker students that function as semi-antagonists. It was really reading about them that started me on this thought train, and wishing we had a real, serious anime AU along these lines so I could see them all interact, but as I said, I don't know a whole lot about the REAL Kimetsu Academy. Assume everything I say from this point on is just me imaging things in an AU LIKE that, with those basic conditions, that has only passing similarity to the actual manga.

But I couldn't stop thinking about how the 'demons = bad kids' dynamic works with respect to Nezuko, since her whole thing is that she's a demon, but she's managed to keep her humanity under control, despite all the demon urges. As far as I know in the amanga Nezuko's just an innocent sister who (instead of the bamboo the mainstream universe has in her mouth to help control her urges) always seems to have a stick of french bread in her mouth… but what if you played with the 'demon stands in for some kind of socially unacceptable behavior' concept a little more? That would men her socially unacceptable behavior is under control, but always there beneath the surface, struggling to get out. And why would she always have something in her mouth? I know, because it's funny, but I'm imagining something a little deeper, and (because it's my nature), something that's shippy with her brother.

Then the thought hit me… what if she's got something in her mouth because if she doesn't, she'll make the filthiest propositions to her brother? Like, maybe she's literally got some variety of Tourettes, the kind which mostly presents with Coprolalia (involuntary swearing or saying inappropriate things). And it's not JUST her brother, but that's why she tends to keep her mouth busy, because it helps contain the urge… and with her brother she's almost always likely to offer to perform sex acts on him or beg him to perform them on her. And although Coprolalia doesn't always represent true opinions and desires, in this case it does or allowed her the chance to try something she never would otherwise dare.

But Tanjiro's SO understanding, he knows about her condition, still always tries to include her in his life and keep her close, but just ignores the outbursts when they happen because he KNOWS she doesn't mean it, it's just her condition. And Nezuko absolutely means most of what she says (at least in terms of extreme fantasies, not all of which she specifically desires to happen but would probably be willing to at least try) but since this started Tanjiro completely ignored her most outrageous ticks, pretending she hadn't said anything at all when she slipped and asks to give him a blowjob or whatever… she assumes that's a polite rejection from her perfect big brother who couldn't possibly have feelings for his sister, even though she's totally in love with him, love means she doesn't want to make uncomfortable… which is why she's more determined than ever to control herself and not bother him… but she can't help the urges. and maybe has a secret stash of erotic manga or video games themed on incest that she binges on late at night and lets the demon out, and maybe he hears her through the wall sometimes talking ot an imaginary oni-chan and he can't help picturing her talking to him and tries to ignore it, but if he ever let himself think that it wasn't just a neurological disorder, who knows how he might react.

IDK even where I'm going with this, just rambling I guess. But I've enjoyed playing with this thought the last week or so and I thought since I'd be trying to post more and share more random cesty shippy thought I might as well start here.

[seanlongauthor]

kaneki x hide romance fic 18+ pt.1

“urgh! why is it so hot im literally dying” hide groaned. hide’s sitting at his regular table in anteiku uncomfortably hot waiting for kaneki to finish his shift. they’d arranged to got to the cinema after kaneki got off and see the new grey clover movie. “stop complaining” kaneki sighed from behind the counter. “unless you have money to pay for the tickets you need to let me finish my shift and be patient”. hide couldn’t argue with kaneki on that point as he hasnt been able to pay for any of their “friend” dates since the new term started. after kaneki started working at anteiku him and hide havent spent as much time together as they used to which has lead to hide not only missing kaneki but also having a feeling of yurning for kaneki  and his attention. hide no longer sees kaneki as just his friend but instead as some mysterious man who gives him butterflies everytime they engage in conversation. though hide would most likely never admit this to kaneki they both somewhat know that their friendships is turning more into a relationship as time goes by all that stops this change from happening is the two’s inability to make the first move. 

“bye touka” kaneki and hide called out seemingly in tandem as they headed out of the small cafe door onto the street. “i swear your shifts are getting longer and longer“ hide complained. “if you got a job i wouldn't have to work so much to keep your broke ass afloat“ kaneki retorted in a jokey teasing manner that made hide pout. “don’t worry i’m just joking around. come on lets start heading towards the cinema we don’t wanna miss the movie” kaneki reassured sensing that his joke had made hide feel bad about being unemployed. “can we get popcorn i’m starving” hide requested. his mood changing to his upbeat springy self. as they walked down the street kaneki (having agreed to buy hide a large salted popcorn) watched they boy he’d known since elementary school bounce with every step almost breaking into full fledged skipping. hide stopped and turned around sensing a warm stare from behind and smiled brightly at kaneki before continuing in the most whimsical fashion imaginable. this small action made kanekis heart skip a beat. just like hide the distance has helped to cultivate a romantic desire for hide in kanekis heart. as they get closer to the cinema hide can barely contain his excitement and and waits several feet in front of kaneki practically bouncing on the spot waiting for him to catch up. “lets go i cant wait.“ hide half shouted being mindful of his volume but also getting caught up in his excitement. hide grabs kenis hand and starts towards the cinema. kaneki is immediately flustered and underneath his eyepatch he can feel his eye start to twitch as his heart rate increases. just from having his hand securely accompanied by hide’s kaneki begins to grow more and more flustered meanwhile noticing the arrival of an issue that he quickly hides by placing his satchel over the front of his body covering his waist and what lies below it. 

that was the first part of a little thing i felt like writing if its any good i might continue and if you read it all your feedback is always welcome thanks. : )

[lavishtine]

I restarted once upon a witchlight, and I'm on episode 5 when Hootsie is taken into the Feywild. In the scene, Gideon asks Gricko if they asked what his most prized possession was before taking Hootsie, which is obviously no. And now I'm just thinking about Kremy losing his ticket instead and Gideon just fucking disappearing.

Gricko and/or Frost: "Where'd Gideon go?"

Kremy: "I don't wanna talk about it, but we need to get him back!"

So stupid, but it would've worked really well if that happened since Mace got married right before they finally entered the Feywild.

[goblinselfshippr]

Sometimes Cyrus is just blunt, but sometimes you can tell his sense of humor is just deadpanning the most ridiculous bullshit. Which GOD same, idc if no one else gets my humor, it's funny TO ME. I am my own audience. This man is a Pisces. (Not true, I'd HC him and Mal as Libra or Scorpio because Citrine is Cyrus' gem and also the November birthstone. Probably more Scorpio bc they are both very passionate/loyal/ambitious individuals)

Like I absolutely GET this guy. Everyone else thinks he's a rat bastard because he is to people who aren't in the Myth school. My Pyromancer gets yelled at on the daily by Cyrus (and scares the shit out of me every time because SIR why are you hollerin' at me?), but my Conjurer gets "go here, do this. I know its hard and you are very stupid, but I need you to do it, okay?" Like he's not nice, but he's definitely less of a jerk. He makes lil references and jokey jokes, he just says goofy shit with a straight face, so people think he's a dumb jerk. He just lacks social skills, I SWEAR.

[albatris]

hello my darling friends, it's bandwagon time

now you, yes you, can find out which ATDAO character you are with this extremely reliable 100% scientifically tested quiz!

some of the results are kind of nice and gentle and others are going to just completely dunk on you. I'm so sorry. please take comfort in the fact that I'm an industry professional with several degrees in quiz-making and everything I say is 100% accurate literally all the time with no exceptions

(ok sarcasm done. pls have fun with this. it's very silly and my first quiz so there is a 90% chance it will not be accurate at all HAHAHA)

[soluchi]

Irresponsible

OWKAYYYY SEWWWW 

red hood and y/n meet when he was out on patrol,,,, duh.

y/n is genderfluid cause one day they bought the miku binder as a joke and then found out,,, crazy ehl oh ehl (ion think this is relevant but it HAS to be added i swear)

current gender: harbinger of destruction (donr think this is relevant either. but still.)

their friendship starts either with: 

jason hearing y/n humming to my attitude by the bratz and jokingly asks them about their opinions on the bratz cinematic universe then they end up literally word vomiting a script to a video essay 

or with y/n hearing him humming nocturne no.2 and say "i can play that on piano" and he's like "put it ong 🤨" and then the both of them break into a instrument shop just to play fucking chopin and then when they leave he remembers hes supposed to apprehend them and is like. FUCK !!!!!!

ALSO Y/N ENDS UP KRISSING THE ENTIRETY OF GOTHAM LETS GOOO (by accident or on purpose,, have not decided.) (also havent decided if this is relevant either)

somehow jason finds out y/n is a theater kid and use it against them 

until y/n found out jason has a copy of death of a salesman or i am a camera. idk how they find out,,,  but its over for jason

sometimes damian runs into y/n on his patrols and he asks jason how to shut them up because the entire time they fought they were explaining the plot of into the woods 

at some point in time, y/n ends up getting a nasty scar (yeowch) and y/ns all jokey about it until jason kinda yells at them for being so irresponsible (i spend 10 minutes trying to remember that word.)

for the most part, theyre usually avoiding each other except they always find themselves following each other cause they want to make sure the other isnt dead they both know what they're doing but they donr know how to express their feelings :[[[[

inevitably they cross paths and its awkward at first and then y/ns like "yo you want me to explain the plot of cats??" cause y/n often ask randomly  but like this time they actually explain the plot

awkwardness is immediately thrown out a window cause there is NO WAY jason is keeping a straight face after y/n says its just american idol but for cats who want to fuckin die 

sometimes he asks questions and then they talk EVEN MORE its just an endless cycle 

"ok but what do you do when they interact with you 🤨"

"audibly moan."

"so he appears out of nowhere, pulls a rainbow flag out of a cup and then leaves?"

"he does more than that but,,, yeah."

watch cats 1998 !!!! (staring right at you)

thinking of actually going through w this n making a oneshot zoo wee mama

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Was going to post this on reddit but, I don’t feel to good about this. I just had to get it out there.

Not going to lie, those Sprigatito jokes of it being bipedal has gotten old real quick. I'm not sure if folks are still making that joke but my lord, have they gotten annoying. Don't get me wrong, I agree that humanoid pokemon are getting annoying as a concept, but they are literally like any other pokemon. They either look cool, or they look stupid, it's just preference. I couldn't care less if it ends up being a biped or quadruped, just as long as it doesn't look over the top like they did once with Incineroar, they don't have to stick it on two legs to become definite furry bait or something, but come on, humanoid pokemon have existed for 26 years, from Hitmonlee to Sneasler, it's nothing new. Have we also forgotten that Bipedal pokemon can also look monstrous too? Like Feraligatr, Typhlosion, Mewtwo, Slowking, so on and so forth, but I swear everyone is fearing nothing. In a prediction of mine, I am pretty sure Sprigatitto is going to become bipedal, because at this point, Game Freak doesn't look like it's flipping back to it’s old trends. (Hence the final evo's from Gens 6,7, and 8). I can appreciate if it was quadrupedal, but if its design is bipedal and it looks clean and decent and it doesn't look like Game Freak isn't immediately expressing its design as bait (if you know what I mean), I would equally appreciate it. If not, then I would just treat it like any other pokemon I dislike. I just try to ignore it and not base my whole entire humor on it how much I loathe it. And honestly my expectation's aren't high. Ever since those jokes popped up onto my YT and Tumblr feed, I didn't have high hopes for it. I thought they were funny at first, Heck I was even thinking of a joke related to how people didn't want the next fire type starter to be a fire-fighting type but I wasn't worried about that, I had my mind on that other thing(Basically I wasn't worried about the next starter being a Fighting type, just worried about it being furry bait) And little did I know from the trailer release of S/V  I found some people may agree with that. But this is when the biped joke is going to be watered and fed for the next 7+ years or so in the Pokémon community. When that evolution gets out, I really hope I'm not going to come across my YouTube feed with videos on how Sprigatito's evolution is going to turn into furry bait. (For the record I also don't want to end up seeing a bunch of r34 thumbnails of it either.) I hope it'll brush off quickly, but this is the pokemon fandom. Nothing ever brushes off quickly. Sorry if this feels overexaggerated. I am a jokey person, but I trust me, I'm not going to stick around for a 6-month-old joke.

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Kaminari nsfw alphabet

fuck me I’m so tired =_= might take a break soon idk 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It depends, normally he's the sub who needs to be kissed and reassured but when he does go hard on you he is very sweet and jokey afterwards. Kaminari is a sweetheart He likes to hold you and kiss you all over. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He is very proud of he abs and all of his muscles in general, like he worked so hard for that washboard sixpack damn right he’s going to show it off. 

On his partner he really likes their hair, especially if it’s unique like dyed/ shaved sides/ Textured Denki loves the aesthetic of it and also pulling hair not the point

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Okay, his diet is... not the best and his cum tastes RANCID at first you make him eat four whole pineapples before you go down on him again. 

He loves to cum inside of you, there is just something magical about still being warm and enveloped by you when he climaxes but he can be persuaded to cum on your face if he has too :,(

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

uhm not really a secret because you were there but like when he lost his virginity and came for the first time he short-circuited  

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

none what so ever he probably lost his virginity to you

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He’s a little scared to do anything outside of missionary but he does like a deep mating press with your ankles around his shoulders so he can fold you in half or honestly having the same done to him when he’s on bottom. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He seems like the type to goof off and he’ll definitely talk your ear off during foreplay but in the thick of things he’s too caught up in his own head to do anything but moan but definitely will make a joke if something awkward happens. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he also has a little lightening bolt carved into his pubes /j He keeps himself trimmed pretty nicely, doesn’t like it when things get too shaggy. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

when he gets overstimulated he just chants “I love you” over and over again while tears form in his eyes but that’s about as romantic as it gets. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

pretty often tbh. Like if he can he will just have sex with you but he wants to have sex every day and that can be a lot so sometimes he just has to jerk it himself. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

pet play- Listen he loves puppy ears and tails on his partner they make him so horny but like... He gets even more turned on when he’s the puppy boy.

cockwarming- love-hate relationship with this one. he loves being inside of you with your walls slowly convulsing around his soft cock slowly making him hard. But he hates it when it’s used as a punishment and he isn’t aloud to move and he just gets more and more turned on while you don’t seem bothered at all.

edging- again he hates it when he’s just about to cum and you pull away from him FUCK DUDE but when he finally does get to cum he swears its the best feeling in the world. Plus now he can pay you back for all you’re teasing. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

he loooooves to fuck in broom closets or enclosed spaces like that it’s just much more romantic and he loves the thrill of being caught

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

when you’re wet, like if you got caught in the rain or send him a picture just out of the shower gets rock hard just thinking about it he also gets turned on when you sit on his lap. he is a simple man like that 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degradation. He hates being told he’s stupid or talked down to in anyway, he’s fine with being your slutty little cat boy but just as long as you say it with love. Likewise he just loves you too much to ever say anything beyond teasingly mean.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

please please please suck his dick. He needs it so bad he loves to cum in your mouth he promises He can return the favor as soon as you’re done so please just blow him. 

I supposed enthusiastic is the right way to describe how Kami goes down on someone. not skilled or mind blowing but... certainly enthusiastic. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He tries to go slow because he knows if he goes fast he’ll bust way to soon but He is not very practiced so inevitably he will speed up 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves quickies he will get them whenever the opportunity presents it’s self 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s pretty game to experiment it’s not that he doesn’t have any limits but he is willing to push those limits

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

... he makes up for it okay. but no he doesn’t last very long. at least at first but he builds up stamina overtime.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has a few toys that he loves but it’s not an extensive collection by any means

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Denki usually doesn’t have the patients to tease but at least a little bit, He likes to hear you beg for him to touch you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

a lot of heavy breathing and groans until he gets close to his orgasm then he’s full on screaming and crying like a little baby

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

once he tasted his own cum just to see what it was like and honestly it wasn’t that bad

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

his dick isn’t really that big but it’s proportional to the rest of his body, swears that it’s not size of the boat but the motion of the ocean

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

poor baby he is always horny 24/7 he is hard as fuck and wants to bone 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he likes to go to sleep right after but he tries to take care of you at least a little bit