#its been v fun and fulfilling to just like

[hcnnibal]

archery is such a beautiful sport! i'm new here so forvige me if you have talked about it before, but would you mind sharing a bit about how you got into it? you looked cool af on the weekend pics

my husband and i used to be powerlifters and martial artists (him: karate and me: aikido) and also ummm huge fucking nerds so one day we were just like dude our close range stats are pretty good, we should work on our long range stats

and then luckily there was a shop that did lessons in the next city over so we took lessons and then covid happened so we couldnt go to the gym/dojo anymore so we just started shooting alot bc that was outdoors lolololol

[admirxation]

彡 Secret - Leon Kennedy

father in law!Leon Kennedy x daughter in law!afab!reader | 18+ | 3.5k | oneshot

synopsis — Your husband goes on another business trip, an excellent time for you to seek affection with his father.

contents — 18+ heavy smut mdni, pseudo-incest (in-laws), cheating, slight hair pulling, thigh touching, dirty talk, fingering (f receiving), oral (f receiving), tit play, unprotected sex (p in v), breeding kink, possessiveness (a little), and creampie // I do not condone everything I write, this is just fiction if you don’t like don’t read. Read the warnings and continue at our own discretion. I’ve provided ample warning.

tags: @mrswint3rs @elfven-blog (please check the taglist in my pinned post if you want to be tagged in future works)

The essence of secrecy lies in its concealed nature; it is meant to evade the awareness of others in confidence between only a select few, often confined to a mere duo. The revelation of this can imperialise many involved. However, the enigmatic nature of maintaining a secret is undeniably captivating; it entices individuals to guard and preserve its sanctity. The prospect of clandestine knowledge imparts a sense of thrill; it can keep the individual’s heart pumping with adrenaline each second that goes past, and each day, it finds another day to survive between the knowing. Yet, beneath that surface of excitement, the weight of culpability lingers, a moral unease inherent in the act of concealment, the feeling of guilt inhabiting the consciousness of the one keeping it, especially with the amount of gravity certain secrets have—like the one you were holding with Leon. 

When you first sought comfort with your father-in-law, you thought this was going to be a one-time moment of weakness, a feeling that it was just happening through the disconnect with your husband, a moment of letting your desires warp your mind and your morals—but this soon escalated into ‘one time’ being apart of continuous routine. Tiptoeing into his room, sneaking away when your husband was at work, betraying your vows, those sacred words that shouldn’t be tarnished for a few moments of fun, but you were indulging in breaking those promises every moment you lied in Leon’s arms, every moment you let his form engulf you in its shadow, every moment you pressed your arms around him and left sweet kisses on his skin. 

When you wrapped yourself up in a blanket next to your husband, there was a phantom feeling of something tugging at your heart, like a hand squeezing and pulling at it, pushing down into the form of a cold spike feeling travelling down into the pit of your stomach whenever you pictured the inevitable moment when your husband would find out; you weren’t completely stupid, you knew that this would all come out sooner or later, especially with the fact that you were cheating with your husbands father. This wasn’t some secret or tall tale that you could take to the grave with you; no, this was something that needed to be known; it was starting to become more than just bodily fulfilment with another; there was a connection in your betrayal, an emotional one that whenever you parted from his presence you craved to be back into it, and not just through lust, through romantic interest like you formerly had with your husband. The feeling of guilt was only natural when these affairs were starting. Still, it all started to melt away when your husband reciprocated the distance, as well as the infidelity you were providing in the relationship. 

There has always been a lack of chemistry and connection within the relationship; when you first met each other in college, it started as a casual sexual relationship, meeting each other whenever your roommates were gone and finding some late-night indulgences. Then it rolled into something more serious. It was all a blur now; you remember a casual to serious relationship shift; you noticed this when you first met his father. You always thought he was attractive, but you never thought he would be the person you wanted to be with. You felt trapped in this relationship. Granted, your husband never pushed you into that decision, but you felt dependent on him for what he provided, all the benefits he gave you, and even pulled you up in the ranks of your job position; you did owe a lot to him. However, this lack of connection was always found in his wandering eye. 

He always had a wandering eye for every woman who passed but never acted on it…until now. 

You never blamed him or felt betrayed, hell you didn’t even cry or wince in reaction when you were met with the vision of the text messages he shared with his secretary; you just turned the phone off and pretended to be the innocent wife, oblivious to it all; but when you saw those messages, you could only feel… relief? Relief that you weren’t hurting someone in love with you anymore, relief that both of you were aware of this trapped marriage. You were hoping this affair would be the trigger to make him throw the divorce papers in your face, something you were too cowardly to do. 

You were waving off your partner for another business trip; it made you laugh when he would always make up some extravagant lie, always bringing up names to make his lie seem more believable; of course, you always knew when he was lying, he would never maintain eye contact, and whenever you asked who was going, you saw his eyes widen and look around the room trying to remember what he fabricated a few days earlier. If anything, you admired how far he would go. Sometimes, you wondered if he was just doing this to spite you for sleeping with his father, but you didn’t care; you just wanted him gone longer so you could spend time with Leon. 

When telling Leon this, he laughed at how his son was trying to make things even, though he knew his son was awful at covering his tracks; after all, he had known him all his life; he knew what his son was capable and incapable of. When learning the information that your son is cheating on their wife, it arranges multiple reactions. Some people simply do not care, and some even blame the wives. Others will be shocked at their son's behaviour, knowing they didn’t raise him like this and will be there for their daughter-in-law. But Leon, oh, Leon intensely disliked how his son never fully appreciated you. He was also glad that his weak ability to be a husband granted him the opportunity to give the woman whom he couldn’t stop thinking about the attention she deserved. When learning of another business trip his son was going on, he just smirked when hearing your tempting words through the phone, knowing exactly what you were planning and insinuating. 

“He can spend all the time he wants with… Whatever her name is… Now, come to mine; I know you’re free.” 

When you heard those words on the phone, you were quick to leave your house, locking the door and jumping into your car for a few-minute journey to him; you felt your heart flutter and jump within your chest every time the tyre rolled further to your destination, every turn and bend you had on the road, all of it adding to that feeling of impatience whenever you were stopped by traffic. 

You didn’t have to knock; you already had a key to make your way whenever you wanted to, whenever you wanted a late-night roll around when your husband was in a night of deep sleep or having ‘overtime’ at work. You made your way to the staircase and ascended into his room. 

Leon was sitting at his desk, working alone. It was clear that he was probably waiting for you to come a bit later, considering this time of day harboured the most traffic. 

He greeted you with a smile, dropping his pen and looking you up and down under his scrutiny; you felt undressed under his gaze with those longing and erotic states; the tension between you two was undeniable every time you were together, all those pent up desires every time you couldn’t be together all bursted within an explosion of desire whenever people were out of the picture. You could fulfil everything you two thought of. When no one was around, his house was the realm where the secret wasn’t something to hide, but something accepted between you two, something loved by you two. 

You pushed away his work to one side, positioning yourself in between his legs before pushing yourself up to the table, feeling a jolt course through your body when you felt Leon’s large hands slide to the sides of your waist, roaming and sliding down to the plush of your thighs, continuing to maintain that lustrous stare that always made you weak whenever looking deeply back into that blue undressing gaze. 

“It’s rude to ignore a guest, especially when you invite them, Leon,” you said to him, looking down and watching as he took the free invitation to keep touching you, pushing his hands under the flap of your dress, feeling your soft and smooth skin as he caressed you further; a smirk playing at his lips as he witnessed you subtly parting your legs as he continued to keep touching, providing him with a further invitation. 

“True. Especially one that is so beautiful; where are my manners?” he looked up at you as you bent your head forward to meet him, your lips being mere moments away from his, letting that tension arise between the both of you; you leaned in to let him give you a soft and tender kiss, a kiss that slowly increased into further sensual deep interlocks between you two. 

He pushed one of his hands to the back of your head, tangling his fingers within the strands of your hair, slightly tugging at it to make you release soft winces; you bit your lip as you two both continued to share erotic eye contact that was already creating a knot within your stomach and made your heartbeat deeper and your breaths deeper. As you were lost in those pools of blue, you expressed a sharp and high-pitched gasp when his fingers led to your clothed core, feeling the tips of his fingers rub circles around, pulling sweet and tender moans from you. 

“How long is he gone for?”

“A week,” Leon pushed his fingers with harder pressure as he rubbed your sensitive bud through the wet patch already formed from his long digits. 

“Good. A week with me, would you like to stay here, darling? I wouldn’t want you to be lonely,” you could only release a nod as you pressed your lips into a line, squeezing your eyes shut as he pushed his index and middle finger deeper and circulated in a clockwise motion—from just a tiny amount of time he knew what would drive you crazy. “Use your words, sweetheart; I can’t mind read,” he tilted his head to the side as he waited for you to open your mouth. 

“Yes, I would, yes I would want that,” you managed to fabricate your chosen words in a breathy release as he quicked his motions, moans wanting to erupt already to replace your words.

“Am I already driving you crazy?” you nodded again, “I love it when you’re easy for me… And only me,” his words were elongated, arousal and stimulation within the way he spoke that made your core flutter in excitement and anticipation, even more so when he wrapped the tip of his finger around the side of your already soaked panties, and slowly pushing them to the side, he wasn’t going to rush this no matter how many times he felt you, he always wanted to savour the feeling of making you his. 

He lifted your skirt even further to witness your glistening cunt, feeling your heat as he lingered his fingers around your inner thigh, teasing you even more, not knowing when he was going to draw more moans from you, simply with his fingers.

“Do you want to feel good, sweetheart?” you nodded, looking down and spreading your legs even further, “You’re such a dirty little slut for me, aren’t you? Yet you won’t just leave him.” 

You had been thinking of leaving your husband ever since you started this affair with Leon, and he wasn’t going to leave it alone until you were his, not just in bodily and emotional connection, but under the eyes of the law and society, he wanted everyone to know that you were his girl. 

“You know it w-won’t be any longer,” your breathing hitched as you waited for Leon’s fingers to creep themselves inside you, feeling a tingle and tightening sensation within your stomach the way he looked at you with those eyes that controlled all your feelings. 

He ran his thumb over your soft mouth, his other fingers on his left hand rubbing your wet slit, dragging the tips of his fingers along your soaked cunt. Hearing your heavy breathing, he pulled you back for another kiss, his tongue entering your mouth and swirling and sliding on yours, enjoying every minute and surprised little noise secreted from your mouth, muffled by his kisses. He pushed his long and thick digits inside you, slowly, pulling a long and quiet moan as he bit your bottom lip in between kisses, feeling him slowly pump and curl his fingers as your walls tightened around them. 

“Does my dirty girl want more?” he whispered to you in between kisses, “and I expect you to use your manners.” He always loved to have that cocky attitude with you, always loving to have the upper hand, knowing you melted every time you felt his touch, forever in his submission. 

“Yes, please, Leon,” you begged. 

“Good girl.”

He left one final wet kiss on your lips before pushing his chair away with a harsh kick and letting his face be in front of your pussy, your aching pussy that was craving him all through the journey, that craved him every night and day when you were apart. He kissed lightly at your pussy before enclosing your clit with his lips, interlocking with your wet and soft folds, his tongue lapping and dancing around your sensitive cluster of nerves, continuing to pump his long fingers inside you, circling your bud over and over again in perfect rhythm to pushing his digits further into your throbbing cunt, feeling his cock harden inside his pants every time your taste lingered around in his mouth, every time he took ownership with having fun with you. 

“All mine,” he quickly said as he continued to press his face back in between your thighs, his hand massaging your thigh, “I’ll never get tired of tasting you,” you felt him smile against you, his breathing deepening as you continued to moan for him. 

“Fuck, Leon-” your back arched as your fingers messed through his blonde locks, tugging and ruffling as your head continued to be kicked back. Your eyes squeezed shut as you let his soft lips continue to be attached to your clit, sucking and circling it, his fingers keeping you on the edge and making your toes curl with each load of erotic sound to fill the room’s atmosphere. Leon loved how much you squirmed as you tensed every muscle in your body when feeling that pleasure course through you at the hands and skill of Leon; you felt a pulsating scream ready to roll through your body as you whined from the stimulation; Leon continued to put you over the edge as he increased the speed and rhythm, setting another catalyst for your first orgasm so he threw his hand on your breast and squeezed it tightly, your skin poking out in the gaps of his fingers, later rolling your hardened nipple with his fingers while hungrily lapping his tongue around your clit, like being indulged into an addictive sweet treat. 

“Leon!” you screamed like you always did, and he continued to love hearing those sounds. 

Your thighs continue to tighten, your pussy spasming, and Leon’s tongue awaiting as you squeezed your eyes shut and engaged your core, releasing a clear and delicious release into his mouth, inviting Leon to lick up every drop and savouring the flavour only he craved every morning and night. He licked up a strip of your pussy, slowly pulling his fingers away as he watched your chest move up and down in rapid action with your changed breathing patterns. 

“Don’t worry, I’m not done yet,” he cooed as he licked his lips, watching your face beg for more. Your heart practically leapt when hearing those words, ready for whatever dictation he will provide for you. 

He continued to unbutton and drop his pants down, his erection bouncing out and exposing its red blushed tip already leaking with precum from just receiving the taste of you; you moved off the table and were ready to feel him deep inside, but his next words stopped you momentarily. 

“Why don’t you just leave him when he comes back… He’s got somebody… And I don’t want us to keep being secretive,” his hands were placed on your hips, you hoovering over him and feeling your heartbeat move at a quicker pace. “I make you feel better than he ever did. Marry me instead. I know that’s what you want, baby,” a blush crept on your cheeks as he continued to rub your sides, putting pressure on you with his touch. 

“Hm, sorry for putting you on the spot, let’s resume-” 

“Yes. I will. I will leave him for you.”

Leon’s eyes widened; you no longer felt his touch pressure down onto your skin. He stopped there momentarily as if time had frozen within his body clock.

Then that smirk came back. That knowing smirk of him finally getting his way, that smirk revealing he could finally have you and not just as an affair, he wouldn’t want to give a damn what others thought; he finally had you, and having you was all that mattered to him. 

“Come here, you,” he growled as he pulled your underwear, his eagerness igniting impatience as he pulled hard enough for the delicate fabric to rip, the threads pulling out in intricate patterns, pulled down to the carpeted floor; you didn’t care as he pulled you and sat you on his lap, feeling his cock push inside your wet, throbbing, squelching cunt as he aggressively thrusted you down on him, hearing the slap of your skin come crashing down on his thighs, erupting another deep moan out of you as you felt his large cock pressed inside and wrapped around your tight and warm walls. 

“Fuck. You’re so tight, baby.” You bounced with the help of Leon’s hands tucked underneath your ass and bouncing you on his member, pushing along his length further inside of you as he felt a craving that now belonged to him, “God. You feel amazing,” he continued to hiss as he felt you, his cock continuing to twitch as he heard your continuous gasps and moans. 

“Mmm, you’re so good,” you managed to get the words out as his large hands continued to grip your ass, watching his eyes darken with lust and possession as he watched your tits bounce in front of him with every thrust he pumped inside of you. 

“Just like that,” you found the perfect rhythm for him, “Umpth, you’re doing so good, baby,” he kicked his head back as you continued bouncing along his length, a red flush engulfing your pretty face, drool collecting at the corners of your mouth as you continued to scream for Leon and watch his perfect frame push inside of you. 

You whimpered as he squeezed your ass hard, your walls clenching around his dick even harder and making his desperation to finish inside you grow as you screamed his name again, releasing another loud luscious orgasm that drove Leon crazy with the fact he knew your body so well. 

“Cum for me, Leon,” you whispered, “you know I want to feel it. You know I love it,” you continued to push Leon when you saw that look in his eyes, knowing he was close. 

“Hmm, god,” he continued to growl as he felt your pussy tighten around him, “Oh sweetheart, I don’t just need a ring to prove to-to everyone you chose the better man… I need to fucking breed that, that perfect pussy,” he couldn’t create a perfect sentence without being interrupted with the odd messing up of words, focusing on trying not to cum until he finally let this words out; the effort to not release inside you was building up, beads of sweat were forming across his forehead and his chest puffed out in deeper breathing. 

“Do it then, I’m all yours.” 

A glimmer crossed his blue gaze as he pumped his last belligerent thrusts inside of you, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly. His face buried in your tits as he released his white and creamy cum inside of your walls, shooting inside of you with desperation, slowly pushing it further inside you, the head of his cock continuing to bash against your cervix as he fucked his seed further inside of you. His actions released a long, drawn-out moan escaping your glossy lips, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your formerly tense body melted back into relaxation and your breathing becoming laboured as you felt his cum pool inside of you, the rest trickling down your sticky thighs as you tried to catch you breath. 

A secret is always fun to keep, but it eventually comes out, whether from being revealed by another or from people no longer being able to keep it inside and wanting the whole world to know.

please remember the best way of supporting writers is by liking and reblogging, i give everyone love who has taken the time of their day to read what i have created, thank you *kiss kiss*.

[doumadono]

omg congrats on 3k!! I’ve been stalking you since 1k LOL. Here is my request meheheheh

Prompts 19 (pulling on their hair) and “you taste like Heaven”

Sub F!reader x dom obanai and switch Mitsuri

A short fic would be preferred💜💜

I’ve always loved the read x Mitsuri x obanai trope it’s legit my fav. and YK receiving oral always makes me giddy when I read about it heheh. You can do more than just that as well, I know you are super creative so feel free to have fun with it 💜

Warnings: f!reader, cunnilingus, blowjob, hair pulling, smut w/o plot, rough p in v, threesome Synopsis: Obanai and Kanroji share the intimate time with you A/N: Thank you for your congratulations, and I apologize for the delay in fulfilling your request. This one was quite challenging, being my first attempt at writing a F/F/M threesome. I'm uncertain about the outcome, but I hope you'll still enjoy this story! ♥

MASTERLIST

Smack! Smack! Smack! The spanks came fast.

You were already aware of your own arousal by its distinct scent filling the air. Following Iguro's cessation of swatting your ass, a wave of sensation surged through your core. Your cunt responded with subtle tingles, a subtle yet electrifying reminder of the previous touch. In a sudden motion, a duo of fingers delved inside you, sending a shockwave of surprise coursing through you. The moistness that had gathered around them emitted a soft squelching sound as they withdrew.

Caught in a gasp of astonishment, Mitsuri momentarily froze, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity as she observed Obanai's action of displaying your arousal on his extended fingers. "You express the desire to engage in intimate activity with my apprentice, yet your knowledge of how to truly satisfy her remains incomplete," Iguro's words carried a hint of reproach as he addressed Kanroji. "For some of us, finding pleasure in being dominated or embracing a submissive role under someone's authority is an intrinsic aspect, isn't that right, Y/N?"

You opened your mouth to speak but your insistent jitters and humiliation fastened your throat. A rush coursed through you when Iguro spanked you. Soon, he ordered you up.

Rising to your feet, Iguro took charge, guiding your cotton white panties down until they were completely removed. With unquestioning obedience, you gracefully stepped out of them. Your gaze descended to the smooth wooden floor beneath you, your hands exhibiting a telltale sheen of perspiration as they clenched together, all the while your anticipation was palpable, giving rise to tremors that coursed through you.

In a tone that brooked no argument, the raven-haired man issued his command, "Recline onto your back."

You collapsed to the bed, scooted back, and rested on a pillow. Its softness like a cloud quelled your tattered spirits temporarily and the satin massaged your sore behind. You kept your legs closed. You couldn't look at Mitsuri after being punished in front of her. All you did was sniffle and wallow in your petrification.

As he lowered his pants, his white briefs came into view, showcasing a semi-hard erection. With deliberate movements, his hands glided along his chiseled thighs before coming to rest on his engorged state. The sensation was palpable as he firmly pressed against himself through the fabric of his briefs, a display of anticipation and desire painted on his face.

"Step closer, Mitsuri," he enticed with encouragement. "And you, Y/N, part your legs for us. Is that perfectly clear?"

Without hesitation, you promptly obeyed his directive, promptly aligning your actions with his desires.

He lowered his underwear to release his manhood and the lack of restriction caused it to spring upright, a pearl of precum already formet on the reddened tip.

After disrobing, Mitsuri gracefully joined them on the bed, her attire now discarded, revealing her generously proportioned and plush bosom. With a deliberate touch, she wrapped her fingers around the base of Iguro's shaft, her grasp both tender and deliberate as she began a gradual upward motion. Her progress was unhurried, moving in tandem with the rhythm of anticipation that hung in the air. As her hand traveled back toward his curly black pubic hair, a sharp inhalation escaped Iguro's lips, his reaction reflecting the intensity of the sensation. Her ministrations then shifted to his swollen bell-shaped head, her fingers working in a massage that elicited a subdued grunt from the man.

A fleeting instinct prompted you to avert your gaze, yet Mitsuri's decisive pull redirected your attention. "I want you to watch," Kanroji's voice held a tone of command as she insisted, her intent clear.

In this charged moment, Mitsuri's actions compelled you to look on, despite any initial reluctance.

"Yes, ma'am…" disbelief tinged your words as you grappled with the surreal reality unfolding before you. The desire to be the first to pleasure Obanai in that particular manner had been an explicit topic of discussion. As you directed your attention toward Kanroji, who was on the verge of enacting that desire, a complex blend of emotions surged within you – a mixture of curiosity and an unexpected sense of unease.

With a mix of emotions, you observed as Mitsuri took command of his arousal. Steadying his length at the base, she poised herself above it, her determination palpable. As she gradually descended, her mouth enveloped him, swallowing the majority of his impressive size. Her lips molded around the erection, her movements deliberate as she ascended to the sensitive ridge. Her technique was an intricate dance of flicking and swirling, all the while her lips maintained a fervent connection with his hardness. A daring dip brought her closer to his testicles. Repeating the motion, she traced her lips along his length, only to descend once more.

You shifted your gaze toward your sensei, a shy but knowing smile gracing your features. His physical reactions were unmistakable: eyes fluttering closed, lips parting in sheer pleasure. The grasp of his hand in Kanroji's hair, guiding her rhythm, underscored his appreciation for how adeptly she accommodated him. The intensity of the moment was undeniable as he praised her through wordless actions, his hips moving in tandem with the sensations that consumed him.

Mitsuri skillfully coated him with a delicate drizzle of saliva, her intent evident as she seamlessly integrated it into her motions, her hand moving rhythmically along his length in a jacking motion. As Obanai's desire surged, his fingers found purchase on one of your calves, his touch a testament to his unspoken appreciation. The sensation elicited a soft, unrestrained moan from him, the sound an embodiment of the pleasure that enveloped him.

Undeterred, Mitsuri embraced him once more, her actions punctuated by the occasional gag as his tip brushed against the depths of her throat. The intensity of her approach was undeniable as she sucked with increased vigor, her movements embodying both urgency and a desire to fulfill his every need. Her lips gleamed with a sheen of glistening saliva. With a measured shift, she directed her focus toward his lower regions, her face nestling between his thighs. A sweeping motion across his sac followed, her touch deliberate and thorough. And then, a daring yet calculated move: she focused her attention on his testicles, drawing them into her mouth through the fleshy barrier.

Obanai cursed loudly under his breath. "Fuck you, Kanroji, you're doing a good job."

After a while, Obanai gently withdrew Mitsuri from his rock-hard cock, his focus now shifting towards you. Leaning in, he bestowed a series of tender nibbles upon your skin, each touch igniting a trail of sensation. His attention then centered on your nipple. With a skillful swirl of his tongue, he traced intricate patterns around the textured peach-hued areola, a deliberate touch that set your senses ablaze. As he drew nearer to the peak, his bite was both calculated and bold, a mingling of pressure and pleasure that elicited an involuntary reaction from you. The intensity of the sensation was undeniable – your toes instinctively curled, and a sudden, unrestrained shriek escaped your lips in response to the electrifying mixture of pleasure and surprise.

Simultaneously, Mitsuri's touch continued to envelop you. Her hand tenderly cupped the other breast. Your reaction was immediate – a subtle freeze that soon gave way to a sensation that sent shivers down your spine. With a delicate nibble upon your nipple, she invoked a soft response from you. "Ooowww, yeah," you murmured.

Her tongue, a vessel of gentle yet deliberate exploration, began to work its magic. Each repeated dart of her tongue against your nipple carried a touch that was both comforting and arousing. The rhythmic pattern of her ministrations coaxed a quiet sigh from your lips, a sound that bore the weight of both relief and an escalating sense of desire.

Both Kanroji and Obanai continued to please you.

Obanai's hand ventured downward, navigating your body with a deliberate touch. His fingers seamlessly found their way between your slightly parted legs, where your heightened state had already caused your clitoris to swell with anticipation. With a gentle yet purposeful touch, he began to toy with your sensitive bud, each stroke sending a cascade of electrifying sensations throughout your being, leaving you moaning.

"You need to eat her out now. She's already wet and you need to give it to her really well," Obanai commanded, looking at Mitsuri who gave a brief nod.

Mitsuri positioned herself between your legs, her focus intent on the task at hand. With a deft movement, she swiped across your folds, your arousal evident in the cream-like spots that adorned your skin. A sudden and unrestrained squeal escaped your lips as the unexpected touch sent a jolt of sensation through you. Mitsuri's touch, however, was not invasive but rather intricate. She dabbed at your delicate pussy lips, her strokes a blend of tenderness and purpose. Like savoring the last remnants of flavor from the bottom of a bowl of ramen, Mitsuri's attention became all-consuming, a sensation that caused your chest to rise and fall in rapid succession. The intensity of the experience prompted you to move, your body thrashing as the waves of pleasure coursed through you. Mitsuri's slow, deliberate licks graced your pussy, a soft hum escaping her lips as she relished the exquisite taste of your juices coating her tongue.

Simultaneously, Obanai closed the distance, his hand entwining in your hair as he guided your lips onto his dick. His firm grasp directed your movements, and he slipped his shaft into the tightness of your throat. He kneaded one of your breasts and pinched a nipple.

In short order, Obanai instructed Mitsuri to recline with her legs parted, and then turned his attention to you, directing you to pleasure her.

Following his command, you situated yourself between her legs, settling comfortably on your stomach.

Obanai's strong arm slid beneath your lower abdomen, gently lifting your hips upwards. Positioned behind you, he held his manhood in hand, effortlessly guiding himself into your velvet core. The connection was established with ease, and a prolonged cry of pleasure escaped your lips as the sensation enveloped you. "Oh my Gosh!"

He pushed forward, entering your yearning pussy until his entire cock was nestled within. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight for me, little one," Iguro praised. His pace intensified, the force of his movements sending ripples through the bed, teetering on the edge of collapse. Beads of sweat fell onto your jiggling ass, his glistening skin illuminated by the faint light seeping through the curtains. As you glanced over your shoulder, you witnessed Iguro consumed by primal desire, an animalistic fury doing everything he could to make sure you couldn't walk straight for days.

Amidst fervent moans, your lips embraced Mitsuri's delicate folds, your mouth expertly caressing her slit with tender suction and nimble strokes. Your unwavering gaze remained locked on her flushed face, capturing every expression of pleasure that danced across her features.

Her fingers entangled in your hair, occasionally tugging it as her head rolled back. "Fuck, yes!" She cried. Simultaneously, her lips gave voice to your name and Iguro's, each utterance a mingling of satisfaction and longing, a sonic testament to the pleasure coursing through her.

Abruptly, Obanai seized a handful of your hair, tugging your head away from Mitsuri with a forceful pull.

"W-what?"Your discontent manifested as a low groan at being removed from her sweet clit.

However, he swiftly shifted your focus, capturing your chin between his fingers. With insistent determination, he compelled you to face him once more. Yet again, your hair was the instrument of his control as he yanked it back, causing your head to tilt, exposing the inviting column of your neck. His teeth found purchase on your pulse point, followed by the trace of his tongue against your skin. "You taste like heaven," he murmured, his words a blend of reverence and desire. His intentions then took a tactile turn as he rewarded you with a spank on your ass, a sharp sensation that mingled pleasure and the thrill of submission.

Iguro guided you back onto Mitsuri, his firm grip seizing your hips as he thrust into you with a forceful and rapid rhythm, the resounding slaps of skin against skin echoing through the room. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, lick her pussy, fuck! That's so hot."

Your attention to Mitsuri had transformed, driven by raw desire. Any remnants of shyness had dissipated, replaced by a primal hunger. Your actions were unreserved as two of your fingers ventured into her dripping cunt.

Obanai's thrusts grew erratic as his climax neared. "I'm gonna fucking cum," he gritted out, his warning a testament to his impending release. Swiftly, he withdrew from your dripping core. "Get on your knees, both of you," he commanded, his voice strained as he vigorously worked his shaft.

You and Mitsuri obeyed, assuming positions on the bed, your arms intertwined.

Mitsuri took the lead, tilting your head and initiating a deliberate and heated kiss. The connection was languid and passionate, your tongues entwining in a sensual dance of desire.

He vigorously stroked himself, his hand moving with purpose, occasionally grazing his flushed tip with his thumb.

You and Mitsuri gazed up at him, your tongues extending provocatively.

In short order, his climax arrived, thick streams of warm cum splattering across your lips, cheeks, and chins. His release was accompanied by a primal growl that echoed through the room. "Fuuuck!"

Mitsuri's soft chuckle filled the air as you collected a portion of his cum on your index finger and brought it to your mouth. A hum of approval escaped your lips as you savored the taste with evident appreciation.

Mitsuri's cleaned your face with a sensual licks, reciprocated by you in kind.

Obanai observed the intimate exchange, his heavy breathing betraying the intensity of the moment. "Fuck, girls, you both are so fucking hot."

Mitsuri's passionate kiss graced your lips before she cast a glance toward Obanai. "You see, Iguro, girls just like to have fun," she remarked with a playful glint in her eyes. "And trust me, it was just a small dose of what we both are capable of."

[txttletale]

what would you say are the flaws of thirsty sword lesbians? i got it in a itch.io bundle a while ago and i've been on the fence on whether or not to run a campaign with it since

things about tsl that suck

the name. its bad. im sure it was really funny to everyone involved when they pitched it in a brainstorming session and were like 'haha what if we actually called our game thirsty sword lesbians XD' but as the name of an actual game that you have to play and talk about with real people it fucking sucks. instantly dated. sounds bad to say aloud. awful

on a related note, the game has a particular sense of humour--a certain tone and tenor that was super in vogue among, like, millenials who livetweeted steven universe in 2018. there's a move in one of the playbooks called 'i ship it!'. there's another move called 'big dyke energy'. i personally find this shit incredibly grating and insufferable, but if you think it's fun, hey, more power to you. not necessarily a con i just wanted to be a hater

okay those two complaints are just me being a hater but i do have a much more serious one which is that the game's themes are at war with each other in a way that i find bafflng. like, 'you are queer people fighting against systemic oppression' is baked into the rules, to the point of forming an inextricable component of two of the playbooks--the game is built around the idea that you're going to be Fighting Oppression in a major way. like it is very unsubtle about that and often looks directly at the camera and says 'This Is About Homophobia'. but it's also a core part of the game that you're going to be doing, like, flirtatious swordfighting, getting seduced by and seducing Hot Evil Women, longingly gazing at your homoerotic nemesis. and this is also baked into the mechanics, there are special social moves you can only do while fighting someone! so you end up with this really bizarre paradox that to take both these elements to their logical conclusion you need to create a world where all the representatives/enforcers of Homophobia/Imperialism/Capitalism are sympathetic lesbians. and it's not doing something interesting with that either, this isn't the masquerade or helicopter story--it's not highlighting this or asking you to explore this--it's just kind of stumbled into this bizarre unforced error by not thinking through what the logical result of its mechanics & tone is.

now of course it's possible to play around that last one and figure out different things to do with it. the campaign i've been running has the players within a v. broad united front against imperialism, so i've made their homoerotic rivals are ideological enemies within that united front--but the fact that we had to work around the implications of the system as written is kind of a problem with the system!

and, since i don't necessarily want to put you off running TSL, here's my list of things about tsl that are good

the playbook design is incredible. a lot of the supplement playbooks fucking suck but every single playbook in the core book is like, peak PBtA playbook design--mechanically unique, thematically fulfilling, rich with opportunities to shape the world by implication when you design your character. they do really fun and interesting narrative things with the way the playbooks are designed and i like them all a lot.

the social move setup is my favourite that i've ever seen in a game--the phrasing behind the social moves means that you can never roll to 'make' an NPC do something or 'persuade' them to your point of view, only to make them 'give in to desire'--which is obviously phrased to enable seduction as a core gameplay mechanic, but it doesn't have to be played that way! other moves allow you to ask questions and figure out what NPCs want and what motivates them--you have a mechanical basis by which you can figure out that an NPC wants friendship, or security, or power, and the 'give in to desire' phrasing means you mechanically benefit from offering them that thing to get what you want from them. it really elegantly and cleverly circumvents the 'mind control persuasion check' problem that i've always found to be a deeply & profoundly antisocial way to model interaction (as inherently zero-sum, combative, dominatory) & leads to much more emotionally satisfying stories and tense and interesting social encounters

you know those are actually kind of the only two things. but they're really, really good things!

[itsbebebe]

So I got bored and decided to binge rewatch some deltarune theory videos and now I'm writing this i guess. I dont hang out too much in the deltarune tumblr tags so idk how much of this is spewing well agreed ideas already but...

Its interesting to me how susie and noelle have this sort of order v chaos thing in terms of their narrative roles. (This is looking like a long post so ill be kind and add a cut here)

Susie is like the character that drills the "your choices dont matter" concept into you (the player - if im referring to kris in this post ill use their name). Not only is she the first to say it but the main times where you make a choice and it doesnt matter are because theyre stopped by susie. Iirc, the only power you have over susie in her segments in both chapters are in puzzle solving (something that actively aids her in her goal). During both the lancer battle and the ferris wheel scene you cannot change what happens. You just have to sit there and watch. Not only that, but susie also can straight up override your decisions in moments like when you try and decide who to go with at the crossroads in chapter 2. You also cannot stop Susie fighting at the start of chapter 1. Some of the few choices that you do make (how you design the thrash machine in chapter 1, speaking to onion san in chapter 1 in hometown) are specifically done when susie isnt around to stop you.

Susie, intentionally or not, forces some order upon the story. She helps force the beads down their designated path, or whatever that metaphor in the hospital is.

However, in chapter 2, susie, by her own choice, leaves for a while and its our new party member who allows us to make a big choice that will matter. Snowgrave. Ive seen people point out before that the snowgrave route really parallels noelles history with game bugs (shown mainly through the sweepstakes blog posts) as the route feels like a game break. In fact it is a game break, considering you are supposed to not have any meaningful choices and do the normal route. It sort of makes it seem like Noelle herself facillitated the route. Not only that, but Noelle (likely due to insecurities in her relationship with Kris) lets you make a lot of choices when you are with her. (I think it could even been argued noelles presence allows you to override susies tendency to stop you making choices in the cutscene at the start of chapter 2).

So Noelle allows you to make the choices, allows the chaos. Susie keeps you on a set road, enforces the order.

This is a fun frame on their relationship. If you told me there was 2 characters, one of which was a girl who was a known rulebreaker and bully and the others was a girl who was top of her class and the mayors daughter, and asked me to tell you which one was chaos and which one was order, i would get it wrong! (It also seems like a good framework to throw some tragedy upon their relationship but lets not think about that rn)

But now if you are anything like me you will be thinking "where do ralsei and kris (as our other 2 established main characters) fall onto this chaos v order paradigm we have established?"

Lets start with kris, as their position feels more quantifiable. Kris does what you tell them. By our established parameters that should make them more chaos leaning. However, Kris will actively stop you from affecting how each chapter ends. This suggests that they want some sort of order, or control over you but will allow you most of the time to make decisions, and allow chaos.

This suggests Kris is order leaning but chaos permitting.

Ralsei, meanwhile, i dont think sits on the paradigm as we have established it. He wants the prophecy to be fulfilled but he wants us to make changes that lead there. He gets upset when Kris is unable to make choices but firmly believes we must fulfill the prophecy. What ralsei does and doesnt know about Kris or us is vague and unknown, and therefore by extension how he feels about Kris and us is vague and unknown.

So is he more order - forcing us to do specific things and stopping us from having meaningful choices in the story? Not really... But then is he more chaos - allowing us to make big changes? In a sort of apathetic, not really bothered way maybe. All in all, i think Ralsei falls outside of the scale, as he has a very unique relationship with us and Kris.

Generally, choices and chaos and order are all very big themes in deltarune. So i think its interesting to link the two together like this.

[asteriastarr]

HIIIYYAAA!!! its me again i bloody L O V E D the messing around b4 class one you did.

(for this one Deuce and Y/N are already together and she is a shapeshifter) if you arent busy or anything like that a cute thing I thought of was Deuce, Y/N, Heath, Clawdeen, Drac, Frankie, etc all chilling in a chill room or common room during free period or on a weekend messing around and having fun and just laughing about dumb crap. Then Komos walks past and Y/N uses her piers to turn into him and yells out something funny to him just to mess with him but he knows its her which causes everyone to laugh again.

Just another weird thought/concept I thought of!!!

Luv ya💚🖤

A/n: Thank you for the request! Idk how I did but I tried to fulfil it, hope you enjoy, love ya!

POV: Shapeshifter!Y/n and the group messing around in their free period.

Y/n rested her head on Deuces shoulder, his hand wrapped around her shoulders, happily joking around with their friends as the group threw a small rubber ball around the room.

“Okay, okay, do Headmistress Bloodgood.” Clawdeen said as Y/n playfully rolled her eyes and straightened herself up.

She closed her eyes, focusing on Headmistress Bloodgood’s basic appearance and features, turning herself into an exact replica of her.

“My goodness children, have you been breaking rules?” She says her voice almost exactly matching Headmistress Bloodgood’s.

“Draculaura!” She yelled suddenly causing Draculaura to jump “Have you been doing witchcraft? That is so horrible, how dare you be doing something so humanlike in our school. Witchcraft is an abomination!”

The group laughed as she turned to Deuce.

“Mr Gorgon!” She yelled causing Deuce to raise an eyebrow at her, flinching slightly “Are you causing trouble?”

Deuce shook his head.

“Don’t lie Mr Gorgon, I see you just sitting there with your green snake hair and glasses, very clearly breaking rules. Detention for two months due to all your rule breaking.” She says, making a mock angry face at Deuce before turning back to her normal self and moving herself closer to Deuce.

“You should get used to saying my last name, it’ll be yours someday.” He whispered in her ears making her cheeks heat up as she lightly slapped his chest.

“I dunno, I think it should be L/n-Gorgon but whatever.” She whispered to him.

“Ooh Y/n! Do the music teacher.”  Frankie requested.

This time instead of standing up she merely transformed into their music teacher and did an ungodly impression of their teachers singing (causing most of the group to cover their ears and laugh, except Deuce of whom was too busy wincing in pain).

Just then Mr Komos walked past causing Y/n to crane her head around with an evil smile on her face.

She closed her eyes and turned herself into him before yelling out.

“I’m Mr Komos, Here’s a musical number on True Monster Hearts instead of a lesson! I have a massive crush on Headmistress Bloodgood, hence why I keep sucking up to her!"

The group snickered.

“Y/n! We’ve talked about this! What did Headmistress Bloodgood say about imitating teachers?” He scolded walking over to the group causing them to laugh harder.

She transformed herself into Headmistress Bloodgood again before mimicking her.

“Never under any circumstances should you ever imitate a teacher! If you are caught doing it again I will give you a detention. Blah blah blah, this is a very serious offence- oh hello Dracula, are you here to donate some money to the school? You are looking wonderful by the way, very dead. Now where was I? Ah yes! No more transforming into teachers or else, blah blah blah blah blah.” Y/n mimicked.

“You just did it again.” Komos scolded.

“Headmistress Bloodgood isn’t technically a teacher though, she’s a Headmistress, she didn’t say anything about that.” Y/n said matter-of-factly, the group laughing even harder.

Unfortunately for Y/n, the look on Mr Komos’s face indicated no matter her excuse she’d be getting detention.

“Uh- You can’t give detention to what you can’t catch!” Y/n yelled turning herself into a rabbit and running off.

[brighteststar707]

Okay write something for yourself for the last promt if it's not taken already! <33

Surprise! Bonus fic!

Here's the thing. There was one last request that came in exactly one minute after the twelfth slot was filled with a combination that I have been thinking about since I first read it.

So, I decided to make an exception and write a thirteenth fic as a little treat to myself, because I think I deserve it.

(Thank you, @jumin-ssi for initially sending in this combination! It has been staring at me from my ask box every time I open it - I blame you for my mini Jumin brainrot)

Jumin loves reluctantly

He would be the first to tell you that he has it all. A successful career, a good relationship with his father, a fulfilling friendship with V, a beautiful cat. He doesn't want for anything, least of all love.

It seems like a waste of energy and time, time he would rather spend sipping wine, or admiring his view of the cityscape with Elizabeth by his side. He has seen what pursuing love did to his father, what it does to his company. He has seen first-hand the kinds of people who try to intrude on his peace, all desperate for a slice of his life with zero interest in the person behind it all. It's enough having to deal with it for work. At least, when he's charming someone into signing a contract, the company benefits.

When you first meet, he is indifferent about you. You're just an acquaintance, and if he has his way, you won't be more than that.

But life likes to play games, especially with people like Jumin.

You're strangely determined to talk to him. Even though he leaves the chatrooms without telling you goodbye and responds to your excitement at your newfound situation with suspicion.

He can't imagine what you're trying to gain, what the fun is in talking to someone who only gives you unsatisfactory answers. Usually, this routine is enough to shake off most people.

But you're stubborn. You phone him up just to wish him a good day at work, and then again later on to ask about how it went. You take whatever he gives and don't push for more, which is a strange new experience for him. When you're not asking questions, you're sharing small tidbits about yourself - the view from the apartment, your personal favourite place to eat in the city, your latest exchange with a potential party guest. He remembers everything you say (sometimes having a perfect memory has its downsides) and your calls often leave him thinking about you long after you've hung up.

It's very frustrating.

He tells himself he has it all. He doesn't need his perfectly-balanced life upset by someone, least of all you, with your unpredictable ways. He has never met someone so distracting, so capable of upsetting his routine with a single message.

He especially tells himself that when he catches himself imagining a conversation with you at work. While drafting up a new business idea, he pictures explaining it to you, his thought process, the pros and cons. His frustratingly perfect memory manages to produce a convincing imitation of your voice as he imagines how you'd reply.

He must have had too much coffee before leaving home, that is all. It's doing strange things to his head. He should keep that in mind for the future.

He pushes you from his mind and returns to the report, this time without your made-up commentary. He manages to get through it quickly but hesitates before sending it off to Jaehee. It's a matter of curiosity, that's all, that prompts him to take a picture of the report to send to you.

It's irritatingly satisfying how close your reactions are to the ones he had imagined. You like the main idea, but you have some questions about the execution (he knew you would, and already has his answer ready for you). What he didn't predict, though, was your thoughts on how to expand the idea to other aspects of the business. How interesting.

He ends up confessing that he had been wanting to hear your feedback while working. Your laugh over the phone stirs something up in his chest that his imagination could never replicate, and he quickly ends the call.

Most people's voices tend to become tiresome after prolonged exposure. Some are high-pitched and often veer into shrill. Others are frustratingly monotone; they somehow manage to turn the most fascinating subjects boring. However, yours is one he never seems to tire of. He ends his calls to you feeling a bit more energetic than he was before.

The effect you're having on his life is worrying. He has swapped out his usual wine for one out his collection with similar notes to one you told him was your favourite. He is too busy telling Elizabeth about your thoughts on her newest collar to enjoy the view of the city.

Caught up in his worry over the situation, he phones up V the second he comes online again to relay these recent happenings to him.

"I'm losing focus, Jihyun, and I'm wondering if you have a remedy for me."

To his bemusement, V laughs.

"Jumin, I think you've grown fond of our new party planner."

"I have not. Don't be ridiculous, you know I'm not fond of anybody."

"You're fond of me."

"You're an exception."

"Well, maybe they are too. Give them a chance, and if you're right you'll get to rub it in my face."

He would have ignored advice from anybody else, but V's words get to him. He wishes he would have given him advice he could more easily follow. Take a holiday, Jumin. Get Elizabeth more toys. At least those were more realistic than what he had suggested.

He thought he had it all. The money, the family, the friends, the cat. But he doesn't have you, and it's a problem that's becoming harder and harder to ignore.

In the end, he takes V's advice. He downs his glass of wine, picks up his phone and calls you. There is this strange fluttering sensation in his stomach as he listens to the ringing.

Eventually, you pick up. If you're surprised by his change in tone, you don't let on.

"Hello, I hope it's not too late to be calling. I was wondering if you'd like to come visit the penthouse tomorrow? Elizabeth is anxious to meet the person I keep telling her about."

[oofuri2003]

Hanai transgenderism musings

I think trans readings of hanai's issue w his first name (azusa) are like the biggest easiest thing to latch onto for obvious reasons so might as well muse abt it. What we can gather is: Azusa is his first name, his mom named him, and he hates it. From what he says to tajima & nishihiro we can infer that he hates it bc it is traditionally a female/feminine given name.

In a transmasc reading it's easy to imagine "azusa" as his birth name/deadname, something he hates for being feminine or ill fitting, or bc of dysphoria, etc. If I was personally extending this you could imagine a hanai who has been dragging his feet on choosing a new name, too indecisive and perhaps too attached to "azusa", or worried about the social aspect of having to change it and tell people. OR too worried about changing it bc of his mom's obvious love for the name/she chose it and he has a v close relationship w her

I dont think a transfem reading of hanai from this is rly a stretch tho and it is my personal favorite of the two. Imo it fits his character p well: hanai is a person who fundamentally cares and stresses about how he is perceived, acting "normal" or "cool", and fulfilling his role, whatever that may be in the moment (as a son, a student, a captain, a cleanup hitter, etc).

To me a transfem read of hanai goes like this: as a young kid, he actually has no issue w his given name. Maybe he even likes it (likes that its fem, likes it bc his mom chose it and theyre v close, etc). Upon entering elementary school, he becomes aware that he has a "female" given name, and you can imagine that this is perceived as worthy of mockery by peers (I'm thinking similar to what happens to haruka from free). Hanai internalizes this - having a girl name, as a boy, is bad and worthy of derision. In my read of this his internalization of this fact causes him to become secretive and averse to being called azusa by others (notably, in canon, he seems unbothered by his sisters using his first name at home, and only bothered by his mom doing it in public). Even if he personally likes his own name, and in this read maybe even really likes that its a feminine given name, he has to keep up acting like he hates it, because that is what he is supposed to do. Boys are supposed to hate being named girly things. Being comfortable with his given name might give something away, or make him seem like there is smth "wrong" w him, bc he doesnt feel the "right" way about it. And, notably, he can avoid having to even broach any of that by just not sharing it in the first place.

Idt its hard to imagine hanai overthinking himself into this hole but also more broadly overthinking and rationalizing his own dysphoria which makes trans hcs for him so salient and fun to think about imo

[shamelessler]

Spongebob Tickle Heacanons

Squidward

lee

- he is a lee leaning switch, but he has fun wether he wants to or not on either side

- his melt spot is on his tentacles when people trace his little suction cups aww

- worst spot is probably his ribs

- his main ler is spongebob:) he secretly doesnt mind it<3

- squidward definitely takes a lot of pleassure in getting spongebob back

- sometimes embarrassed by the dreaded t-word, only if spongebobs the one teasing him with it. spongebob manages to make squidward giggle and shriek by simply teasing him.

- easily flustered

- snorts💞💞

- very weak to soft tickles, they tickle him more than rough tickles

- hes a very intense squirmer, he gets in crazy positions when he's trying not to be tickled jdjdsjsjs. spongebob thinks its v funny.

- his only off limits spot is his feet, just cuz it makes him generally uncomfy

- spongebob loves to trace his finger around squidwards suctioncup cuz he thinks squidward is adorable when he melts and starts to giggle sweetly

- he refuses to ask for tickles in a lee mood, but spongebob can usually fulfil this request, even if it hasnt been spoken

ler

- he sometimes tickles spongebob back if he can, although due to his um. huge crush on him. he has a hard time touching him without getting flustered

- squidward accidentally gets trapped into tickle fights with spongebob and mr. krabs and he's always fearing for his life whenever these fights break out

- squidward uses anticipation heavily when dealing with spongebob, it makes spongebob come crashing to the floor

- definitely has tickle chases with spongebob and patrick

- he refuses to admit it, but he loves the lee's smiles and laughs. he thinks its cute.

- squidward teases spongebob at work by making tickling motions at him from the cash register which spongebob responds a couple minutes later with a taser to squidwards sides

Patrick

lee

- helpless. absolutely helpless.

- very ticklish and proud

- he probably laughs even louder than spongebob

- completely fluffy silly lee

- has the cutest dopey smile

- pounds fists into the ground when tickled

- biggest lee in bikini bottom

- his worst spot is his sides

- tracing up and down his arms makes him melt

- very silly lee

- makes you laugh along with him

- gives very obvious hints about wanting to be tickled

- doesn't mind bondage too much

- spongebob loves tasering his sides and running away

- literally straight up asks for tickles

ler

- doesnt mean he never has revenege>:)

- he pretty much only tickles people if provoked, and sometimes when spongebob gets in lee moods he tickles patrick to communicate he wants tickles

- has tickle fights constantly with spongebob

Sandy

ler

- 100% ler

- shes a good one too, she knows exactly how to tickle all of her friends in bikini bottom

- tbh she collects data on everyone out loud while tickling them to fluster them, which gives spongebob in particular a lot of butterflies to hear sandy mutter, "the sponge does indeed have very ticklish pores and screams when i-" Sandy would trail off and dip her finger very quickly into the pore and smile warmly at spongebobs shriek of laughter. (i might make a fic for this)

- veery playful and motherlike ler

- she always gives you a safeword

- everyones favorite ler<3

- always manages to make you have a good time

- she uses very light bondage if you dont mind it, like holding your arms up

- pretend "tickle experiment games" just because they fluster tf out of you

- babies the lee a little<3

- petnamess:

sugar

little guy/little lady/little one

giggle bug

honey

dimples

Spongebob

ler

- He's a switch

- He's always the one to initiate a tickle fight

- Has a knack for keeping everyone happy, this is his favorite way to do it!

- He tickles patrick whenever possible because patrick loves tickles and so patrick is normally first to go in a tickle fight

- Squidward and Patrick are his favorite lee's

- An extremely teasy, smug, playful ler

- Plays tickle games with the lee

- Loves laughing with the lee

- Wake up tickles

- Baby voices<33

- Loves teasing people with the word tickle nshhjssj

- He thinks bondage is mean. he wants his lee to be free to have a fun time, and if they really want to, they'll escape

- He's a sweet ler, he gives safewords, but you better believe if you get flustered at saying the t-word then he'll 100% make it tickle.

- DEF counts ribs to tease. "ooonee....ttwwoo..th- hey! don't laugh, i lost track. ooneee.."

- If hes feeling especially mean, he'll make lee's ask for tickles

• "hold stilll~!"

• "what are you giggling about, goober?"

• "d'aww... does this tiickle?"

• "tickle tickle tickle, (insert lee's name)!"

- Freely says the word tickle, sometimes uses 'the tword' in replacement if the lee is really shy about it

- He's so flustered by anticipation that he refuses to use it against other people, it puts him in a lee mood if he does😭💞

lee

- What really gets him laughing is blowing raspberries on his lil pores<3 bcuz they make silly sounds and they tickle

- His melt spot is his back, he goes, "nnnahehhashsna... :') "

- Tracing around his pores drive him up the wallll😭

- Scared shitless due to Mr. Krabs threatening him and Squidward that if their late they'll get tickled

- Only on very rare occasions can you fluster him from tickling him

- Kicks his feet when tickled

- If you tickle him for long enough, his loud laugh begins to disolve into soft pleading giggles that sound very unspongebob like which normally scares the ler a little bit into stopping the tickling. its kinda like his defense mechanism😭

- If he even heards the words "tickle" and "torture" in a sentance he'll start running, he cannot handle his own medicene and he'll start spilling all of his secrets immediately

- Anticipation absolutely kills him

- He gets all flustered and honestly kinda excited about there being wind outside since his pores make music that attract very tickly jellyfish. he cant help but nervously giggle already when he hears wind, its the anticipationn (might make a fic for this)

- He actually melts. let me find the thing.

SPONGEBOB LITERALLY MELTS ITS THE CUTEST THING. yes i took this by screen recording the scene from youtube then recording it with my laptop shutup.

- oh my god. the tickle monster. knocks. him. out.

- holding his arms up but not actually tickling him is a very easy way to wreck him without even wrecking him. anticipation.

- he finds bondage a little scary, unless he has a safeword and trusts the person

- can and frequently does use the tword, even when being tickled

- his favorite way of asking for tickles is to provoke the ler by taunting or tickling them

- when he gets lee moods, he becomes all touchy and mushy<3

Mr. Krabs

ler

- he's not ticklish!

- spongebob calls him steel nerves lol

- natrually hes a huge ler (mostly to plankton🦍)

- hes a mean mean mean ler.

- not very teasy, just gets straight to buisness

- soft tickles? whos that?

- whenever he tickles someone, he needs to absolutely wreck them

- he refuses to admit it, but plankton is his favorite lee

- laughs with the lee

- played tickle monster with pearl when she was a kid, so hes good at playing the tickle monster<3

- hes a lot like a dad lol

- planktons the only one who he tickles softly, due to the fact that hes tiny and mr krabs doesnt really wanna hurt him.

- he can obviously say the tword and uses it as a taunt

Plankton

leew

- lee leaning switch

- embarrassed about saying the tword💞

- krabs has recently taken to tickling plankton instead of launching him of the krusty krab. hes found its been much less effective. plankton seems to come back even faster, almost as if he liKeS tIcKles.

- plankton likes tickes. just in case that wasnt clear.

- as soon as plankton gave karen a body, she quickly took the chance of tickling him any moment possible

- extremely touch starved, so when krabs started to tickle him more often he secretly was very happy about it

- he just needs love:( mayb he wouldnt b so evil

- melt spot is when you brush your fingers over his antenna

- worst spot is def feet

- his evil laugh slowly fades away into a more genuine one the longer hes tickled

- easily embarrassed<3

- hes very tiny, so it's kinda hard to tickle him without hurting him, so people use feathers

- its a good thing feathers are extremely flustering to plankton

- hes to prideful to ask for tickles, but krabs normally makes him crumble

ler

- uses tickling to get his way with spongebob sometimes, spongebob pretty much never realizes its an attempt to get the krabby patty formula so he thinks their having a tickle fight and w r e c k s plankton

- definitely owns something like a tickle belt to interogate people😭☝️

- he's able to do sneak attacks, with him being so little

- hes a mean ler

- very teasy

- uses bondage so the lee doesnt like smush him.

- karen and plankton are a ler duo! karen is usually much more merciful than plankton, so she offers to hold people still so people can get tickled by plankton for the krabby patty formula. she doesnt keep a tight grip at all and she whispers a safeword into the persons ear before they start<3 its like good cop and bad cop.

[ssss-character-smackdown]

SSSS Character Smackdown Finals! Who is the fandom's ULTIMATE favourite?

Happy Anniversary, Stand Still Stay Silent! On 1 November 2013, page 1 of SSSS made its appearance.  Since then, thousands of people have been enthralled by its enticing mix of art, mythos, worldbuilding, and most of all its characters.

Siince the end of August, we've been running a series of polls narrowing down dozens of trolls, minor characters, members of the crew's extended family, and of course the crew itself, to find the fandom's favourite character. You, the combined fandom of the Forum and tumblr, narrowed it down to: Lalli Hotakainen v Sigrun Eide (cue thunderous shouts and applause) These two are opposites in nearly every way.

Lalli's character strikes a chord with so many of the fans.  He's just a little guy, does not make friends easily, gets overwhelmed by too much stimulation, does not really understand what is going on, and many fans tag him as neurodivergent to greater or lesser extent. But we get quite a bit of worldbuilding thanks to watching him discover this world.

He is however, perfectly suited for his job as a scout, and fulfills so many fans' deepest fantasies as a magic wielder to boot!

Sigrun Eide, on the other hand, is tall, loud, confident even where she doesn't know what's going on, ebullient, brash, is at ease socially and as a commander, and relishes the action-packed life of a troll hunter. 

Many catchphrases we use in the fandom originated with her.

One of the things this mod likes about them is the growth they experienced throughout Adventure 1. Sigrun grappled with the loss of her teammates (not knowing that two of them were still alive).

This scene was played for laughs, but this mod appreciates that she took her first opportunity to apologise to Tuuri.

Lalli's growth arc saw him repeatedly test and finally exceed the limits of his magical ability, but brought a strange and wonderful surprise - finding haven in the dream space of his friend Emil. (Boy, has the fandom had fun with the ramifications of that!)

[pegasister60]

Hey Peg! 👋

Hope you've been doing alright this month. Sooo, I got this sudden urge to doodle yesterday, and I wanted to try my hand at making an original shirt design for Chai in Hi-Fi Rush. And (predictably) the first prompt that came to mind was your AU, lol. So here's my take on an alternate shirt design for Security!Chai:

Titled: "Security's Super Star"

Base Design

"Spotlight" (variant)

I can't believe I made this on a whim, lol (do I actually have some semblance of skill after all?!). Some fun little notes:

Since he normally wears a lot of cool colors (with the exception of his shoes) as an inversion of his original design, I tried to stick to a palette that mainly consisted of varying shades of blue and purple (while trying not to blend in with his scarf much)

The stripe pattern in the lighting bolt is meant to be reminiscent of his electronic, battery themed shirt (which felt necessary, since that symbolism is technically part of his brand in-universe). Though I'm not sure if it gives off the same vibe, lol.

The Vandelay "V" acts as the center piece, and serves as the lightning's "impact" effect.

The star as a whole is meant to vaguely look like it's on some sort of stage (with "light" illuminating from behind, and the start of it's "shadow" being cast near the bottom).

I decided to fill out the remaining parts of the star with a circuit board pattern, just as another reference to his primary job. Honestly, I think the duality between being a security enforcer and a high profile stage performer is something that could spawn a really unique looking character design in general. Like just as an art prompt, it'd be an interesting challenge such radically different professions through a single outfit.

Anywho, I gotta get to sleep now, but I hope this was able to brighten your day somewhat 🙏

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

IM NEVER GOING TO SHUT UP ABOUT THIS ITS SO COOOOOOOLL

You’re so fucking good at art holy shit. I’m screaming I’m shouting I’m overjoyed!!! I’m so happy rn this has made my day. Joy!!

I also appreciate getting to see your thoughts bc they make me appreciate it more. This is so clever and visually appealing and it looks so nice. You did an amazing job!! Task fulfilled successfully!! I’m running out of words to use to express joy but I’m not just gonna scream on main.

Thank you for making all this cool stuff based on the words I put out. I care them lots and they make me happy and I hope you have a good day!! You’re very skilled and it shows holy shit—

[dbgdbw]

235-237

235

slipping out of mindiva’s quarters, yoojin hunts down 2/5 of the linked handlers (1 D-rank, 1 C-rank) black widow style, staging their deaths so that it looks like a spider-type monster had managed to break into the facilities; returns to mindiva’s room to use ‘we were drinking together all night’ as his alibi. v sexy ruthless/competent yj action sequence.

236

(enter SIGMA)

(they lock eyes, and the SEEKER’S CHAINS smash into the wall above YOOJIN’s head in a pseudo kabedon)

yj: (lies) i can explain

sigma: first, i have someone i’d like you to meet

(YOOJIN comes face-to-face with the dummy that has his appearance, still perfectly preserved past its one-day expiration date, now dressed in different clothes)

yj: (internally) wtf wtf this psycho kept it??? …as evidence…right…? right…??

yj: (externally) so what do you want

sigma: you (leers)

yj: you must be out of your goddamn mind

yj: anyway. if you’ll stay out of my way until i’ve freed alpha, i’ll let you in on some Very Important Information

sigma: hmmm

yj: it’ll be fun

sigma: yeah alright

[reward(s): (1) contract ]

sigma: so what’s your name anyway

yj: han yoojin

sigma: i see, han yoojin

yj: …you’re looking at the doll right now

sigma: i’m aware, c-rank

237

- prompted by a tip from ‘newcomer’, yj goes to rendezvous with some AVALANCHE-style resistance fighters, who are hoping to pull off a coup d'état against the oppressive city defense force

+ vitera (S), younger sister of white-haired S-rank

+ gnosi (?), ex-DA personnel who left after shifts in power structure

- list of grievances include veritably state-sanctioned kidnappings from age 5 to bolster combat force

- reveals lanchaea’s lambda is secretly assisting the resistance in the bg

- yj and co hatch a plan to bait the linked s-ranks plus others out of the DA (hence why the arc is named ‘fishing 1-3’), using pre-existing animosity between vitera & iriko(이리코)+couvils(쿠빌스) 

- proceeds to bait & switch w/ 3(!! jackpot) SS-rank monsters 

- ‘but really, how was this possible?’ ‘through the power of love and friendship and hope’ ‘...pardon?’ ‘just some bullshit’

- [ ★ 사랑과 우정과 희망으로 S급 다수 퇴치 성공!＾▽＾ ☆ ]

- surprise!! it turns out the real treasure (giver) was the sung hyunjae who’s supposedly ‘infiltrated the System’, all along

-

w/ my turnaround time effectively bumping back up to 5-10 days/ch ish, in the ‘spirit of self-care’, i told myself i’d only work on chs when i’d had at least one sclass interaction with another person that day, someone leaving their reactions to a ch, etc.. and that’s the story of how i went a week w/o doing any translating :) bc i have zero ppl who talk abt sclass w me

instead of serializing, i’m contemplating switching to just doing the chs i think are interesting as i go, with occasional requests maybe; atm, i haven’t been reading ahead because i lose interest in doing filler chs when i already know what happens, but tbh reading the reviews on hosting sites has been more fulfilling ‘fandom interaction’ than i get otherwise, despite most of my free time going to tls.. like what am i even doing here anymore 🥲 

[quaddmgd]

Did I ever talk about my love for Tekken? There was this post about games you played for more than 300 hours, and after GTA VC and LCS... it would definitely be Tekken 5 and 6 for me.

Anyway, my Tekken brainrot laid dormant deep inside of me for most of my teenage years and early adulthood. To be honest I entirely skipped Tekken 7 due to its performance on my PC at the time and its reliance on DLCs. I did manage to beat Tekken 4 in 2023 (the only one I've been missing until 7, but I quickly went back to not thinking about the franchise at all. That was the case until Tekken 8 demo dropped.

I downloaded it and played for a bit, not understanding what's going on story-wise at all, but instantly falling in love with its fluid 4k60 gameplay and new Nina design (she was always my main after all). It made me hungry for more Tekken and when I was talking about it with my s/o, I just had to check whether Tekken 7 finally received a 60fps patch on Xbox Series X. It didn't, but I ended up buying it anyway to satisfy my hunger for the franchise.

Played it a bit, finished the story and overall I had fun with it. I wasn't really satisfied with the story mode, but the gameplay was pleasant enough. I liked some of the new characters and overall it felt like a fulfilling return to the brainrot. That's what I thought before finding out that Tekken Tag Tournament 2 is backwards compatible on Series X.

I ordered a physical copy and instantly got hyped. I wanted to play it since its release but it costed so much at the time... and after some time I forgot about it, probably due to GTA V coming out. Flash forward a few days, I received my copy and ran back to my house to play as much as I can before my night shift starts.

You gotta understand - it was and still is the ultimate Tekken game for me, mostly due to how many characters it has. I played every mainline Tekken game (and Tag Tournament) before playing TTT2 and to play as Jun, Michelle, Violet, Ogre and Kunimitsu in one game meant a lot to me - I really appreciate OG Tekken characters, even though Tekken 3 and 5 are my favorite entries. If I was to talk here about how much grind in Tekken 5/6 I endured to make certain characters look like the OGs, this post would end up being insufferably long.

Many story-based games take up all my time and attention but I'm still playing it and I'm really close to getting all the endings. I set most levels to have my favorite tracks form older Tekken games and I'm especially enjoying my time with Jun, Kunimitsu and Michelle.

Now that fighting games are one of the most anti-consumer genres in modern gaming, a few years will pass before I'll get Tekken 8. I'd have to spend $100+ on ultimate edition, only to wait years for all of its content to arrive anyway. And since a month after its release they started introducing shops and battle passes, my enthusiasm got tempered even more.

But I'm so happy to be back and Tekken 7 and Tag Tournament 2 (and the older ones) will do it for now! Especially TTT2, it's really a blast!

[misspickman]

moss might i please have some trans tim headcanons. or trans kon if you’re feeling it.

Hii blink thank you blink i always have those<3

Kon is nonbinary and transfem to me and i do have a more specific way this happens in mind which is he starts questioning his gender after already figuring out hes not straight, and this is a few years down the line post sb 2011, so hes getting comfortable living on the farm and having a group of friends there, being a part of the kent family (hes never had a family before!!) and its because of that new personal comfort and safety that he can think more about himself as a person and not just. An icon with a role.

I read his tt03 era as his big Repression Period (along with cassie) where he figures he has to be a Normal Real Boy so he ditches the 90s superboy charm for a more traditionally masculine look, which maybe works for his secret identity but isnt what he actually enjoys. So later he starts growing out his hair and tiptoes around more flashy costumes which are daunting now, because kon has a lot of hate for his younger self for being foolish and a try hard, and this all reminds him of himself back then.

Its a slow process but he will get there eventually and i think living with ma helps a lot. Being away from the public eye and with someone who wouldn't judge him for not wanting to look as masculine would do kon wonders. Also he hangs out a lot with the yj girls, and i imagine cissie would eventually she starts putting makeup on him for funsies (and bc cassie doesnt let her) which kon has many feelings about. No worries! Anita braids his hair like she did cissies so many times and kon goes haha does this mean im one of the girls now as a joke and then has many feelings about that too bc what if he Wants to be one of the girls? Uh oh

I have less of a specific timeline for tim so some scattered ones are:

It would take her a long time to make peace with being trans and to come out, bc imo tim would not be a fan of the Coming Out Process. Would hate to do it. Would only do it once its the last feasible option bc shes sick of lying (again) and being seen so wrongly by everyone. I think she just writes cassie a note or something like it would be funny.

Jack having been so obsessed with tim being his perfect masculine son would make all of this especially hard but also make certain stuff make more sense in retrospect. Its impossible to think about tim being queer in any way without thinking back on jacks behavior.

Theres a v sweet image in my head of helena braiding tims hair bc once she lets it grow out tim does not know what to do with it and helena has to do something about that (set in a future where helena knows tims identity. The cowl doesn't really show hair. But boy it must be sweaty gross in there).

While i think kon would be big into makeup and all sorts of fun clothes and shoes i dont imagine tim being That much into it, is not as much of a makeup girlie, loves a nice dress but mostly for occasions and such.

One of the reasons why itd take her so long to figure herself out is she mostly didnt get body dysphoria until she thought of the possibility of Not Being A Man and then started noticing little things that bothered her, bc tim would be very aware of which traditional standards for being a woman she is not fulfilling. Very aware of and held back by the Issue Of Bodies And How They Are Perceived, as you do.

The initial realization would probably be something sudden that she refuses to think about for a while bc tim v much lives by that post thats like i may be trans but i have a job so idc about that rn. Its in the back of her mind and she is Not examining it when there are bad guys to punch out there.

[ask-rw-dark-au]

Hello, you don't really need to answer this ask. I just enjoy your blog and well, idn, I just want to give a little bit of advice/encouragement. I'm bad with words, specially in English, which is not my first language, please don't take this as an insult or offense, I really tried to just come here in friendly terms (terms? That's how you said it? Idn 😅)

What I wanted to say it's, whatever you do in any fandom it's always best to do it for intrinsic motivators, specially if the fandoms are small. Having engament it's great, I'm a fanfic writer, I know that feeling of seeing any comment in my stories, but I learned long ago that I must do things for myself, for my personal enjoyment and fulfilment.

Don't get me wrong, i enjoy your blog, you will probably figure out who I am bc I'm gonna reblog stuff lmao but you know, do this for your own personal happiness, not to seek engament. I have stories from 2013 and even 2015 that to this day have no comments but I'm fine with it. I really enjoyed writing them and I'm proud of them, even if they have almost no engament at all, I wouldn't delete them for any reason <3

What I try to say it's try to not seek motivation in extrinsic motivators like engament and just do it to have fun! Do it for you, not expecting attention, but to just have fun and feel nice inside. Do gender bend, play with sexuality and relationships, explore and come out with new designs and lore, and enjoy it fully. Don't be afraid to take breaks if you need and come back when you feel like yeah, I wanna have fun with this again! I may be shooting myself in the foot since I'm saying dude take a break if you need, that it's totally fine, even tho I wnana see more of your ideas, but seriously, your personal enjoyment comes first :D

So yeah, have fun, ignore the haters and all that people that don't get what Au means can go live under a rock ;v

Have a nice day/night 😘

thank you so much for the ask !!!!! im answering it so other people can see since i think this is a really really good message,,,

i do my best to do things for my own enjoyment, and i do absolutely LOVE this au and i love making it :3333

however, ive always struggled with doing things i enjoy because of how often its ignored by friends, family, ect, so im prone to forgetting even though it was enjoyable

engagement helps me remember it exists, helps me get new ideas, and mostly helps me know that its worth posting to places. i dont enjoy doing things when nobody knows it exists, and although im not sure why, its kinda just how it goes for me idk man SHGSSGD

ive been taking breaks periodically throughout winter break, and thats why i usually answer asks in short bursts since it means they all build up and then i can answer them all at once :3 i get myself hyped to answer and then i can and it works pretty well for me,,,

fr man i think. i think that "au" is a bigpart of the "ask rw dark au"

sure, just about nothing in this au is the same as canon, but thats. thats the point of an au im just silly like that !!!!!!

ive been working on not relying on engagement to enjoy things, ive been getting better about it and i have been able to make things just because i like them

idk if it makes sense or not, but sometimes it feels like i shouldnt enjoy something when nobody else does or seems to, you know? ive struggled with people pleasing for years as well as having problems with adhd / anxiety (unmedicated) making it difficult for me to kinda just. do things guh

im not saying this bc i disagree because i dont at all i completely agree with what youre saying and i do genuinely appreciate this !!!!!

im working on getting better abt it and i think im going to delete the reblog post soon just because i dont really think its worth it, hopefully if i just keep answering asks and making designs and drawing these silly creatures ill be able to get past the worry that people dont like it and just start posting because i like it !!!

thank you so much !!!!!!!

[psychewritesbs]

A huge factor into why I'm interested in megumi is quite literally seeing him grow with his ct, and seeing him accomplishing his domain, etc is very satisfying, but I think it's pretty much inevitable that sukuna will cast the completed chimera shadow domain (don't like that idea at all), and yeah, we don't know this for a fact and I'm very much jumping the gun, but the silver lining I see is sukuna once again acting as a unintentional or intentional mentor for megumi yk. I'm like 96.4% sure megumi is not dead (could be wrong idk anymore 😭).

I sound very much as though I don't care for character arcs, and solely care for power feats, but I promise I do care for the character development!! I regularly read and watch all sorts of series from different demographics, but im just specific with jjk for this ask. I just enjoy the ways in which authors can create power systems within its own world and seeing how characters respond to those rules, etc.

I'm wondering if gege will revisit the concept of being a good/bad person through megumi/yuji and if hana will play a role in that. I like how hana and megumi share the same "putting someone on a pedestal" thing and wonder if we'll see their relationship develop too (of she survives ofc haha 😢). Hana doesn't know megumi whatsoever, but I think she has more of an obsession with him than just a crush, and I do think her very rough childhood played into that, but only gege knows where this is going, so I guess we'll see hehe. They were both in a sense tricked by that someone (tsumiki, etc). Also, I don't know if it's intentional on gege's part, but is there a reason megumi was not able to deduce that tsumiki wasn't the same or is their dynamic truly a bit stunted where they don't know each other as well. I thought megumi would apologize too like he said, but I can't tell if it's intentional and it will lead to something more, or gege just wants to move the plot and won't explore those things anymore. Tsumiki did really feel as just a plot device, but I still hoped she wouldn't as I wanted to know her feelings on the situation and about her brother and her mom, etc, but I don't know how she would have survived now... but hope is always there I guess! No problem with that. I guess I say this bc I'm interested in knowing how megumi will overcome this need to ignore his own goodness to uplift those worthy individuals (tsumiki and yuji) and I always thought that seeing tsumiki as an actual person capable of good and bad would have challenged him, so I'm curious if that's still what we'll be exploring with megumi or if it doesn't matter anymore and he just died like a fool.

This is definitely the fight obsessed part of me, but ever since we knew that no ten shadows user in history has tamed mahoraga, the thought of megumi being the first is always on my mind, but I may have to settle for mahoraga being tamed by sukuna even if just for a short while. I'm jumping the gun again, but on a happier note 😊 I've been having a ball seeing sukuna mess around again with the mcs 😭 he's so fun to watch, so I'm not completely negative just conflicted lol.

I love the "save me/you" concept that we've seen in yuji and megumi, so I think yuji will play a role in saving him so to speak or playing a big role in megumi saving himself. OR since gege is using the titles to parallel the first few chapters of the series, we may get megumi dying in front of yuji after taking some control back and waha its sad again !! (Don't know how to feel about this theory either) It's fun thinking of ways this could go and gege has clearly thought of these moments in the story as he's clearly expressed what sukuna would do to megumi. I wonder what that interviewer thought when he heard gege speak lmao and if what happened in 212 and beyond is what he told him a while ago 🤔

What do believe to be a fulfilling character arc for megumi? I don't mind him dying or living, but not in this very moment hehe 😃

Sorry for the big ask again, but thanks again for reading!!

HOLA!

Oh my! Thanks for reaching out and sharing your #thoughts with me! I love all the #thoughts. There was so much juiciness to brainrot about!

My own #thoughts in response to your #thoughts under the cut!

A huge factor into why I'm interested in megumi is quite literally seeing him grow with his ct, and seeing him accomplishing his domain, etc is very satisfying,

Ugh! I KNOW! Satisfying is exactly the right word for it.

Honestly, Megumi is beautifully written.

I think it's pretty much inevitable that sukuna will cast the completed chimera shadow domain (don't like that idea at all), and yeah, we don't know this for a fact and I'm very much jumping the gun, but the silver lining I see is sukuna once again acting as a unintentional or intentional mentor for megumi yk

Yeah I have to agree with you on this. Something interesting is happening because Sukuna is clearly better able to use or make the most out of Megumi's Cursed Technique.

What I am not sure is whether this is due to Megumi's mentality still limiting what he can do or whether this is Sukuna simply being more powerful.

Thoughts?

Like in my head, Megumi should be able to accomplish the same, he just doesn't know that he doesn't know that he can do it. That said, Sukuna has been a catalyst for realizations like that in the past, so as you say, Megumi might grow because of Sukuna.

Which is also kind of interesting because Sukuna is equally impressed by Megumi...

Also... about Megumi's domain... gosh... yeah I must admit I am not a fan of Megumi not being the one who maximizes his own potential.

I have mixed thoughts on what exactly Sukuna is and isn't because of the whole mind = body = soul relationship and how he's just body-hopping and overriding other people's mind's information to merge with the soul and body.

So in a sense this is still Megumi but it isn't Megumi? Because in the end, this is Megumi's body and soul.

Regardless... I'm sure Sukuna will do something big with Megumi's domain and I do hope that, as you say, Megumi will learn from Sukuna because of it.

"I'm like 96.4% sure megumi is not dead"

That deserved to be made a title because of how specific you are about it lol. Don't hesitate to send in your theories. I'm collecting "the mental gymnastics Megumi fans will do to convince themselves he's still alive".

I do hope you're right tho and will light some prayer candles just to make sure your theory manifests.

I've made peace with Megumi not coming back but I'll still be disappointed if he doesn't which means I have not made peace with it at all.

Also... I am super curious about the other 3.6%...?

I sound very much as though I don't care for character arcs, and solely care for power feats, but I promise I do care for the character development!!... I just enjoy the ways in which authors can create power systems within its own world and seeing how characters respond to those rules, etc.

I'd say you get it. In JJK power = character development and psychological wholeness. It's a nice twist on the trope and Gege has done a good job with it.

In retrospect, I really do think the Culling Game arc has been about showing that relationship between power and the power system in JJK, how it relates to the sorcerer's personality, how the characters respond to those rules, and how they grow and get stronger as a result.

Like... don't get me wrong, I've been consuming Shonen for yeeeeears and while I appreciate Goku powering up because he was like...

"AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!"

I also really like how Gege pushes his characters to grow outside of long drawn out screaming.

I'm wondering if gege will revisit the concept of being a good/bad person through megumi/yuji and if hana will play a role in that.

Personally, I hope and think so.

How deeply he'll elaborate and/or how he executes is what is unsure. He might hide the struggle in the symbols.

Actually, as a symbol, Hana's Cursed Technique is a massive rabbit hole that gets at the core of good vs. evil. I'm working on writing this super nerdy meta about it. Stay tuned!

What I will say about Hana right now is that she sort of symbolizes light.

So it's an interesting symbol to bring in for a dynamic with a character like Megumi who represents the shadow.

If you think about it, dark is in need of light.

I'd say there's something there worth exploring.

I like how hana and megumi share the same "putting someone on a pedestal"... Hana doesn't know megumi whatsoever, but I think she has more of an obsession with him than just a crush, and I do think her very rough childhood played into that

Yes! Such a good point! I noticed the same thing about her. Going back to the idea of light, think of how light also make shadows all the more obvious and pronounced. So to me, from a psychological perspective, Hana's obsession is a sort of balance to her "light".

When you look at it like that, the Hana/Megumi parallels are interesting and I also wonder where Gege will go with them given Sukumi just betrayed Hana the way Yorozu betrayed Megumi.

is there a reason megumi was not able to deduce that tsumiki wasn't the same or is their dynamic truly a bit stunted where they don't know each other as well

Ah so, while I can see why people think this is the case, I personally don't interpret like this.

So for one, I do think that the relational dynamic is stunted and that it carries Pygmalion and the Princess and her Knight undertones. This involves how much Megumi idolizes Tsumiki as this epitome of goodness because it appears as though to Megumi, Tsumiki doesn't have a will of her own. Rather, she's an object upon whom he can project his emotional world and everything that is good about himself.

As an object that carries a projection of his emotional world, Tsumiki is also a Sleeping Beauty. Which can be taken as a metaphor for the status of Megumi's own emotional self--cursed to sleep for a hundred years.

Maybe I should expand upon this symbol in more detail. But for the sake of time what I'll say is that Sleeping Beauty is about awakening the feminine principle in order to achieve inner-balance between mind and heart/soul.

In JJK, Megumi's feminine principle has awakened, literalized by Tsumiki waking up, but the twist is that this carrier of Megumi's emotional world is now a cursed existence.

So it's almost like the Sleeping Beauty has turned against Megumi's immature perception of her. She has a will of her own and is not afraid to do as her sense of self is pleased.

I like that Gege has given us this twist to this dynamic because it gives us another look at Megumi's immature perception of the world and where he needs to grow.

JJK is a true tragedy in that its character's flaws are what ushers their ultimate downfall, and the way Gege is executing is very Jungian to boot.

Not sure if Megumi will grow from this experience because of that 3.6% possibility that he is dead, but the thing about the Princess and her Knight trope is that the Knight in question might eventually learn to see the real heart under the projections he casted upon her.

Twelve from Terror in Resonance is a favorite example of this trope's execution where, after dragging his Fair Lady into trouble, Twelve eventually sees her for who she is. In other words, the Sleeping Beauty comes to life in her own right and the Knight recognizes her true essence and achieves wholeness within himself.

So there's A LOT of possible character development in store for Megumi if he's 96.4% alive given all of the symbolism surrounding Jacob's Ladder and even Kon as the alchemical principle of antimony which unifies opposites.

All of this said, I've read quite a bit of discourse about how Megumi should have known this wasn't Tsumiki that I personally don't agree with.

First, I don't think that because Megumi idealized her that he didn't know her. I find that to be a massive leap of faith in logic because Yorozu was acting based on information she had about Megumi. In a sense, she always had the upper hand.

Again... Reggie cursed Megumi to die a fool.

What's more foolish than looking down on Remi for having failed to recognize Reggie was no longer who she thought he was, and then dying because of it?

So to me, its more of a question of Megumi failing to recognize this was not Tsumiki's soul / temperament.

There's a couple of characters that are favorites of mine who fool others because they walk a fine line between who they pretend to be and who they are at their core.

People can say and behave in one way, but temperament is an entirely different thing.

In Tokyo Babylon, Seishiro acts a certain way, and even though Subaru seems to be aware of it, he ignores his intuition about it because Subaru enjoyed Seishiro's temperament.

The way I see it, by the mere fact that they grew up together, Megumi is familiar with Tsumiki's idiosyncrasies and/or temperament. You know, the small things that make her Tsumiki.

Like what she might say in any given moment.

Or how she might behave in specific circumstances.

I personally see these panels as Megumi noticing that something was off but that he ignored his intuition because Yorozu is pretty much an optical illusion. Again, she is someone with access to Tsumiki's mind's information.

But that's how I see it at least.

If I'm honest, this all makes me wonder why Yorozu played coy. Why not just beat him to a pulp and enter the Culling Game? Was she enjoying humoring Megumi?

Or is this simply a plot hole for the sake of shock value?

ANYWAYS. I hope that I didn't go on an unrelated tangent as per usual. Moving on!

I thought megumi would apologize too like he said, but I can't tell if it's intentional and it will lead to something more, or gege just wants to move the plot and won't explore those things anymore.

Ah I feel the same way!

There's so many little details that feel like might be left unresolved. So far it looks like Gege is paying off on his promises so I wonder if he's going to deliver some angsty moment where Megumi apologizes because Sukuna killed her. Perhaps not that precisely but I wouldn't put it past the cursed cat.

I always thought that seeing tsumiki as an actual person capable of good and bad would have challenged him, so I'm curious if that's still what we'll be exploring with megumi or if it doesn't matter anymore and he just died like a fool.

Oh this is GOOD stuff. Not the part about Megumi dying like a fool but... y'know.

Again, "go back to sleep Tsumiki. I am busy protecting you."

Honestly, I am not sure what I like the most about how things unfolded... that Megumi's soul broke because Tsumiki might be dead, or that Megumi's soul broke because she has a will of her own when she never did before lol.

Again. I am eager to see how Gege executes on the trope.

on a happier note 😊 I've been having a ball seeing sukuna mess around again with the mcs 😭 he's so fun to watch

Yeessssss... sort of... not really... but still... yeeeeeeessss...

I love Sukuna and I love that every time Sukuna shows up he just has this overbearing and amazing sense of self that comes through the page in such a beautiful way.

I kind of just wish he want back to Yuji's body for that lol.

But ok, FINE! Go forth Sukumi! I'm looking forward to seeing what shenanigans he gets into this time.

Sort of... not really... ok maybe.

I love the "save me/you" concept that we've seen in yuji and megumi, so I think yuji will play a role in saving him so to speak or playing a big role in megumi saving himself. OR since gege is using the titles to parallel the first few chapters of the series, we may get megumi dying in front of yuji after taking some control back and waha its sad again !!

OMG YES!

Wait... jk, noooooooooooo!

This is interesting because Jacob's Ladder also gets at the core of the idea of the human heart. OMG what is Gege planning?!!!

CURSED CAT!

ok I personally think it's a bit too predictable for Megumi to do a reverse uno from chapter 9, but it is also very likely to happen. Sad indeed.

Gege did drop possible foreshadowing about Megumi's death, but it could also very well be a red herring.

The reference to Patrasche is very tragic. You can read about A Dog of Flanders in Wikipedia, which has a quick summary of the story and mentions a couple of anime adaptations of the story.

In a nutshell, A Dog of Flanders is about a boy (who happens to be an orphan like a certain someone) with a very tragic life and his very tragic death.

Anyways, thanks for sharing this theory. I loved the continuity that Gege brought in from chapter 9 but I never thought to explore the end of the arc.

What do believe to be a fulfilling character arc for megumi? I don't mind him dying or living, but not in this very moment hehe 😃

Shoot. I have no clue!!! I'm really focused on taking each chapter at a time and not getting my hopes up about Megumi coming back. This is my own personal way of not getting hurt heh. I just don't want to be disappointed because Gege is unpredictable af sometimes.

WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY I AM TOTALLY SPECULATING ON WHAT COULD HAPPEN.

So... I keep referring to Jacob's Ladder because as a symbol it represents the upward mobility of the soul. There's a clear theme of corruption and redemption of the self. So I feel like a fulfilling arc would be Megumi doing the whole union of opposites thing (remember the Sleeping Beauty references?) and re-awakening and overpowering Sukuna's sense of self.

After all, Gege already made it a point to make a distinction between how some people can be a vessels and others can be cages. I think it might be a theme of overcoming evil within oneself.

Thanks for reaching out again!!!

It's always good to brainrot and chat with others about JJK so thank you for sending in your thoughts. Keep them coming if you wish :)

Apologies on the delayed answer as well.