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[catherinerabbit]

what the fuck

[cosmicstarlatte]

Coffee Shop (Obey Me!)

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You start a new job at a coffee shop in a popular plaza. You can't help but look forward to a certain regular. ♡

»Characters: Demon Bros + Dia + Barb

»Tags: Fluff, Bulleted Style, GN Reader, LeviLeviLevi-

»Notes: lol when was the last time I made a bulleted fic that wasn't a shitpost???🤯 Just simple short fluff lol, reblogs are appreciated + motivating ♡

Lucifer:

Always orders a cafe con leche every morning

Keeps interactions short but you learned his name

Always so serious but he does look like a business man

A very very handsome business man cough

After working there for a little bit he admits he likes the way you make his drink & hates when you guys miss each other on days off

One day he comes in normal clothes & you got caught off guard when he made it to the register

"It's my day off but I was craving my usual. I'm glad to see you're here."

Pleaseee you gotta be blushing right now alalfkfldk

You notice the record store bag he's holding & start a fun conversation while its slow

It does get busier & unfortunately have to cut the conversation to both your disappointments

"We can continue this later...maybe over dinner if you're available?"

Mammon:

Usually gets an icy blended drink, the flavor changes frequently

You see him every other day, it looks like he works at a retail store in the plaza

You thought he was cute & funny despite how loud he could be

One day he defends you against a really rude customer

You say your thank yous & give him his drink for free that day

"Yeah I guess I am a hero. Heroes get free drinks all the time though, ya?"

You couldn't help but laugh & accidentally let slip "you're really cute!"

He starts choking on his drink, stuttering & blushing

He goes silent for a moment before asking, "whaddaya say to a date one of these days?"

Levi:

Usually orders sweet drinks & likes trying seasonal/limited time things

You've seen him at his job at the anime store in the plaza, since you visit there sometimes

You two are on friendly terms even though he can be awkward

You think he's very cute though, especially when he talks about his passions

You felt like you two were dancing around eachother so you decide to make a move

You drew a Gundam robot on his drink & wrote 'Gun-DAM you're cute!'

You nervously handed the drink & he took it without noticing the drawing on it

You watched as he left the shop,took another sip, then stop as he looked at his drink

You could see he was happily freaking out but then abruptly stop

He looked back to the shop & you waved a shy hello

He ran back inside to make sure, "S-sorry is this a mistake? W-was this for someone else??"

"Look on the bottom"

He raised the cup & looked under

Levi, AkuCon this weekend?

Satan:

Usually orders a simple cappuccino but will add a flavored syrup occasionally

Comes in often on his breaks

You've seen him working at the bookstore in the plaza

He looks like a simple guy yet very charming

You always notice a book on him & one day you decide to ask what he's reading

You learn you read the same things & start having fun conversations every time he stops by

Eventually he asks you if you'd be able to give your thoughts on his writing

"Sure, I'd be happy to read it if you bring it!"

He gave you a flirty smile

"Actually I was thinking maybe we could hang out...like somewhere that's not here?"

Asmo:

Always orders an iced vanilla oat milk latte

You see him every few days, really friendly customer that loves to chat & you become friends quick even though you want more

You find out he works at a nearby agency & is an up & coming model

You felt a little intimidated, he could be really famous one day!

Nevertheless you treat him just the same even as those around him changed, he lets you know how grateful he is

One day he comes in upset & tells you the agency is moving across town to a bigger location so he won't be able to see you there anymore

At the same time both of you blurt out

"I still wanna see you!"

Beel:

You never know with this guy

He works in the sports store across from the cafe

He's always indecisive with the menu & one day just tells you to make whatever

You're his fave barista, he thinks you make the best drinks either way

Doesn't realize he just likes everything & has a crush on you

You can't help but get excited when he looks excited to see you golden retriever energy

You find out he's a foodie type & you guys talk about the local spots around town

"Would you like to check out the new sandwich store that opened a few doors down? Uh...like, maybe a date?"

Belphie:

Usually orders a hot regular latte but occasionally orders hot chocolate

He appears to be a student as he comes in often to study & always looks tired

One day on your break you decide to chat him up & offer help on the subject he was struggling with

He thought you were cute & was thankful for your help

After a few weeks of tutoring (+some heavy flirting), he passed his exam flawlessly

"Actually can you help me with one other thing?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Would you like to go on a date sometime?"

Diavolo:

Has a new favorite every week but really likes lattes/teas

You can tell he's important with his assistant present

You wonder why the assistant doesnt just get his order though

Anyway hes hot really friendly & chatty & can tell a few good jokes, you appreciate them!

He always seems reluctant to leave the shop which makes your heart flip

Always leaves a big tip! ... I want him to give me a big tip 😔

The two of you find out you have a lot more in common than you thought

One day he admits that these coffee runs are the things he looks forward to the most since his day is usually very busy & doesn't get much else normalcy

He lets slip that it's mainly seeing you that adds to his joy so he goes all in

"If you're interested, care to join me for dinner this weekend?"

Barbatos:

Always large orders of a few different drinks (part of his job)

Though you notice he always orders tea for himself & likes to buy different tea blends

He's a very (cute) polite customer, one of the few

You two usually chat as you make his large order & you can't help but fall for him

Knowing he loves to buy limited release tea blends, you usually save him one before the cafe sells out

You never tell anyone about it but:

"I appreciate you always saving me one."

"Oh? How did you know!?"

"I have a friend who stopped by earlier & said it was one of those times they missed out. Yet, there always appears to be one for me even after sell-out. Thank you kindly."

You blush at being found out, "seems I've been caught!"

He chuckles & gives you another shock:

"I've been meaning to ask...will you allow me to take you out one of these days?"

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[mazeinthemiroh]

hi, you wrote skz x a puppy like s/o but what about skz with a black cat like s/o

stray kids with a 'black cat' s/o

genre: fluff

warnings: none?

please like and reblog if you enjoy :D

chan

he's so golden retriever coded so you guys are a combo people wouldn't expect. if you think of the way chan acts with minho, that's sort of your relationship in a nutshell. he's so affectionate and loving towards you and while you are not as outward with your affection, you accept it with confusion but openness. he loves how catlike you are and will continue to think you're adorable af.

minho

you guys are a power couple. also, people are kinda intimated by you both but that's alright because you only have eyes for each other so no one else really matters. you guys are so sexy together jdbfhsifoewiy giving each other knowing looks from across the room and smirking at each other when someone you don't like starts speaking. idk you're both icons.

changbin

an unlikely duo but it works. he will make fun of your aloofness and make it his mission to bring you out of your shell. not that you're shy, just that you keep to yourself and are quite reserved in social situations, while binnie is a social butterfly. but genuinely, he likes how your personality compliments his and he's hella attracted to how confident you are in yourself.

hyunjin

hyunnie is attracted to all sorts of different people. he too is quite independent and needs his alone time, so he is fine with you being like that too. but you two are together, he brings out the much softer side to you mainly cos he's freaking adorable. each other's company is enough for the both of you and you don't feel you're missing out on any social events because neither of you is too keen on them to begin with!

jisung

he was extremely attracted to you from the get-go. he liked how mysterious you are and thought of you to be a bit of a question mark when he first met you. so he made it his goal to try and 'figure you out', and has done a pretty good job since. despite having different personalities, you both have the same sort of humour and get along more naturally than other people do.

felix

this ray of sunshine absolutely adores you, despite being slightly intimidated when he met you for the very first time. felix has the type of personality that you are drawn to, as well as want to protect. while he has a more innocent approach to life, you want to make sure he is happy and free to express himself how he wants. you're like his number 1 protector as well as the other members lol.

seungmin

he's such a puppy-dog and is the cutest boy ever, we know this. but i can see this relationship work well because, even though minnie has the characteristics of a dog, he has a witty and sharp mind on him too. so he can keep up with your sarcastic remarks and cynical outlooks just as much as anyone else. he's very good at adapting to different types of humour!

jeongin

my favourite pair, not even gonna lie about it. he appreciates and admires your independence and likes the fact that you can share comfortable silences that never feel awkward. you both prefer each other's company to going out with a massive group of people, so you go out on regular dates just to bask in each other's comfortable presence.

[scoonsalicious]

Unwanted: Chapter 15, Undermined - Pt. 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, Jade Carthage (she's a warning), delusions.

Word Count: 661

Previously On...: You confronted Sam to question him about Bucky's claim that he happens to get hard when he fights. Fortunately, it seems like he was telling you the truth... about that, at least.

A/N: Ah, tis my final day of Spring Break. Back to regular life tomorrow, and no further breaks until the end of the school year :( Well, we have Memorial Day and now Juneteenth, so that's something, but it's still gonna be a loooong 11 weeks :/ But I gladly welcome the better weather. Did anyone watch the eclipse? I'm in the path of totality, but I slept through it, I think lol. It was cloudy here, anyway, so I didn't even notice.

Banner By: The absolutely amazing @mrsbuckybarnes1917!

Thank you to all those who have been reading; if you like what you've read, likes, comments, and reblogs give me life, and I truly appreciate them, and you!

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True to his word (almost as though he were actually trying to make it a habit), Bucky kept his distance from Carthage. Several times, FRIDAY had alerted you that Bucky and Jade had crossed paths somewhere within the Tower, and you would review the footage with bated breath, always expecting to see the worst, as if they would strip off their clothes and start fucking in the common room. But you were relieved to see that he continued ignoring her, acting as though she truly did not exist, and it seemed to be driving her mad with vexation. 

She was so perturbed by it that she eventually came to you looking for a way to get to him.

“I need to talk to Jamie,” she said, interrupting you mid-conversation with one of the scientists in your lab. 

“Okay,” you said, dismissing the scientist. No reason multiple people should have to suffer through this. “Then talk to him. It’s a free country.”

“He isn’t speaking to me,” she pouted. “He’s acting like I don’t exist!”

“That sounds like a ‘you’ problem,” you told her, trying to keep the smile from your face. “I’m not sure what you want me to do about it. Or that I’d actually want to do anything about it, even if I could, if I’m being completely honest.”

“I just don’t know what I did wrong!” she whined. You sneered at that. How could she be so completely lacking in self-awareness? Especially to come to you, of all people, after the things she’d texted to Bucky, after trying to destroy your relationship.

“Would you like the list alphabetically, or in chronological order?” you asked. 

She rolled her eyes at you. “You know, you should have just stayed away from him. Everything would have gone according to plan if he wasn’t so fucking obsessed with you.”

“According to plan?” you asked her, eyebrows shooting to the top of your forehead. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

Jade seemed to stumble for words. “I– he– you knew I liked him when I first interviewed. And just to get back at me because I was maybe a little bit rude to you, you went and stole him for yourself!”

You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. You wondered if you should ask Tony for a raise, because while you were paid extraordinarily well, you sure as shit weren’t paid enough to deal with this. “Listen, Carthage,” you began, “because I’m just going to tell you this once: My relationship with Bucky started long before either one of us ever even knew of your existence.” Technically not a lie, just a small fudge on the truth. Friendship was a type of relationship, after all. “And it’s going to keep going long after both of us have forgotten your name.”

“You don’t understand what you’re putting me through!” she cried, tears forming at the waterline of her eyes. 

You stared at her for a moment, unblinking. “What I’ve put you through?!” you asked her, clenching your fists to keep from punching her in that annoyingly pretty face– you knew that would lead to a fist fight you had no chance of winning. “You have been nothing but a thorn in my side since the moment you first walked into this Tower. Before you showed up, I was the happiest I’d ever been, but you had to come along and try to sink your claws into the man I love. You ruined my relationship; fuck, you ruined my life.”

You didn’t know what effect you expected your words to have on Jade, but you weren’t prepared for her insidious smile as you finished speaking. “Maybe you should be asking yourself, if Jamie loved you as much as you love him, why your relationship was so easy to ruin.”

With a flip of her hair over her shoulder, she was gone, leaving you alone, speechless and freshly betrayed all over again.

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[c-o-t-o]

hi! i love ur writing and am in desperate need of denji x m!reader fics lol, would you be able to do fluff 10 with nsfw 2?

The Snow Storm

Author: c-o-t-o

Character: Denji x male reader

CW: s.fw, character aged up, descriptive kissing scenes

Misc: ~2.2k words. Requested by anon (getting stuck at their house and spending the night, their first kiss with you) thank you so much for the compliment and the request! I didn’t know how n.sfw you wanted this to go, but feel free to request again and I can continue the fic with another part and make it spicier~!

About: you end up stuck at Denji’s for the night and contemplate kissing him all night

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It was movie night at Denji’s again. Well, technically it was Aki’s house, but everyone was away on a mission except for Denji. He took advantage of that by having you over for another movie night. Usually Aki makes you leave early, but on nights like these, you and Denji get to stay up late hanging out.

You and Denji are walking back from the convenience store with your bags full of drinks and snacks. You’re both talking about what movie to watch when it starts snowing. You hadn’t realized how cold it was until snowflakes started sticking to your eyelashes. You and Denji both look up in awe, it had been forever since either of you saw snow. Not paying much attention to where you were going, your hands bump, making you both recoil a bit.

“Heh, sorry.” Denji smiles and looks back up at the snow, sticking his tongue out trying to eat the snow. Even though your hands only touched for a second, you felt your heart skip a beat and warmth flow to your face.

Back at the house, you and Denji have been watching movies in the dark. Sometimes chatting and laughing during the movie, sometimes both on the edge of your seat wrapped up in the plot. Every time Denji’s arm or leg touches yours, you feel your heart start to race. All you can think about is yourself pleading for him to not notice you getting flustered over how close he’s sitting to you. Did he always do this? You feel like you both used to sit at opposite ends of the couch, but here Denji was practically pushed up against your side.

Towards the end of the night, a few movies in, you both start getting pretty sleepy. You’ve started slouching down into the couch, Denji trying to fight his body nodding off. Every now and then his head jerks forward and you catch himself pulling it back up, eyes straining to stay open. Eventually, he starts leaning and slumps over onto you, his head on your shoulder. You freeze for a moment before looking up at the ceiling and swallowing hard. ‘I feel like I’m being tested tonight’ you think to yourself.

You can feel Denji’s hair on your cheek. It smells… surprisingly good. Kind of sweet, actually. You wonder if Denji intentionally picked the fruitiest smelling shampoo, because it was reminiscent of all the jelly he puts on his toast. Carefully turning your head to look at him, you see him sleeping. He looks so peaceful, and… all of a sudden your thoughts stop when you look down at Denji’s lips. Slightly opened with quiet breaths going in and out, you can see the tips of his teeth.

Your heart is beating so hard and quickly now that you’re afraid Denji will hear it and wake up. And he does- not because of you, but because of the music from the main menu blaring suddenly. The movie had finished and gone through all of the credits while you were admiring him sleeping.

Denji slowly wakes up, realizing he’s laying on you, and promptly sits straight up.

“Ehhheheh, sorry man,” he says with a nervous smile. “I didn’t realize I fell asleep.” Denji averts his gaze momentarily which throws you off. Why was Denji nervous? Or was he just embarrassed to have fallen asleep on his friend?

Denji turns the movie off, switching back to regular tv.

“…are advised to stay indoors during this storm. The snow is expected to continue throughout the night and into tomorrow morning. Officials are asking folks to stay off the roads and indoors due to extremely limited visibility…” the newscaster says while in front of a map.

“Storm…?” You question, looking at Denji.

“The snow!” You both shout simultaneously while going over to the balcony doors. Denji pulls the curtain back and turns on the light, seeing that the snow has already accumulated a LOT. Neither of you had realized it was going to be this bad. And without Aki there kicking you out early, it was already so late as well. You stare at Denji nervously for a moment before he closes the blinds and looks back at you.

“Welp! You’re not going anywhere tonight, you’ll have to stay here.” Denji says, rubbing the back of his neck, looking around the living room to assess where you’ll be sleeping.

“Umm, are you sure…? Is that okay?” You hesitantly ask. He’s right, you’re not going anywhere in this storm. On one hand, you start feeling excited at the prospect of sleeping over Denji’s place. But on the other hand… you'll be sleeping. At Denji’s. Alone together.

It’s not like you haven’t before, there were a few times where you stayed over. Being all guys, Aki had no problem with you staying in the room with him and Denji the times you did. But you’ve never slept over with Denji alone before. Especially not after a night of feeling more lustful for him.

“Of course I’m sure! Let’s set up here in the living room. We can watch the snow and have movies on all night. It’ll be fun.” Denji starts moving the couch to make room for the futons. He puts the two together, side by side. You gulp hard and help him set up to distract yourself at the thought of sleeping right next to him.

Later on, when you’re both laying down, the severity of it all hits you. Here you are, laying inches away from your crush, in his pajamas that he lent you, alone together. Denji seems super excited. And you do too, but you also were finding it hard to suppress your feelings for him in this situation.

The room is dark, save for the faint glow of the tv in the background playing a movie on low. It’s so quiet in the room that you can hear Denji’s delicate breathing as he sleeps. The snow continues to fall, and watching the flakes starts lulling you to sleep. Right before you do, you hazily move closer to Denji, smelling his sweet hair again. You fall asleep quickly, cozy, and heart aching for more.

——————————-

You wake up to something tickling your nose. You sleepily rub your finger on it, but the sensation doesn’t go away. You open your eyes to see Denji’s sleeping face right in front of yours. His hair in your face because your foreheads are touching.

‘Did he move this close to me on purpose? Did he do it in his sleep?’ You wonder. The spot where your head meets his starts tingling. Your breath quickens and you feel your face getting hot from the blush spreading across your cheeks. You try to savor this feeling, this view, before Denji eventually wakes up again.

“Hm? Oh,” Denji covers his mouth with his hand for a second, then puts it back on the pillow. “I keep waking up close to you like this, don’t I?” He smiles awkwardly. Frozen again, you mean to move back to put some space between the two of you, but you can’t seem to move. You watch Denji’s eyes slowly look down to your lips, and he exhales nervously. ‘Is… is this really happening? Is Denji getting ready to kiss me?’ You think to yourself, but eventually your own thoughts become drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat in your ears. You feel yourself getting hard even at the thought of Denji kissing you here on your beds. ‘Damn, why does he look cute even when he’s sleepy? His hair is all ruffled, it’s adorable. I want to just run my fingers through it’ you manage to think to yourself.

Here it is, this awkward push and pull of your faces. The moment where you both know what’s going to happen next, but never know who should be the one to go all the way forward. But when your urges force you to be the one to slowly move forward, Denji slightly pulls back, covering face with his hand out of nervousness.

“I’m sorry…” he muffles through his fingers, eyes looking away. Not knowing what to really do, you say you’re sorry back, get up, and go out onto the balcony.

“What was I thinking?” You say out loud to yourself as you pace the balcony in the cold, rubbing your arms with your hands for warmth. “Why would he want to kiss me? I’m just some guy, just one of his friends. Ugh why did I do that…” you pinch the bridge of your nose out of frustration.

Suddenly you hear the door slide open behind you. Without turning around, you start apologizing to Denji.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. It’s just that… well… I really like you, Denji. And tonight was so great. But I wasn’t sure why you were so close during the movie, and you kept falling asleep on me…” you start rambling when the silence behind you continues. “I’m sure you don’t want to be with another guy, I mean you’re always talking about boobs so-“

Before you can finish your rant, Denji has grabbed your shoulder and turned you around to look at him. The snow is falling slowly between the two of you, seemingly slowing down time as you both look at each other. Denji opens his mouth to say something, thinks, then closes his mouth. He does this one or two more times before shaking his head. He steps forward, looking you straight in the eyes. In the dimness outside you can’t tell if he looks angry or desperate, until his next move. Denji quickly reaches out to you, grabbing your head with both hands, pulling you in closely for a kiss.

The moment you feel your lips touch, you immediately begin to kiss him back. His lips are so soft and plush, seemingly melting when he pushes them into yours. When he slightly pulls back, your lips make a quiet smacking sound. Denji covers his mouth again, eyes averting yours.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all night,” Denji quietly murmurs. His entire face is bright red now. “But I didn’t know if you felt the same way. So… it’s why I kept getting closer to you. I wanted to see how you felt. I-“ Denji covers his face with both of his hands bashfully. “I really like you. We have a lot of fun together.” Denji musters up the courage to put his hands down and look at you. His face is entirely too red now, and the realization hits you that you’re absolutely freezing. Denji’s face must be so cold that the redness has deepened.

You both go inside and bashfully get back under the blankets, laying down facing each other again. You inch closer to Denji, noses touching. The tip of his nose is so cold that it makes you chuckle.

“I, uh, never really kissed anyone before. Not like, for real, anyway. Um. I hope it was okay.” Denji whispers. The two of you continue to whisper even though there’s nobody else home.

“Well, now you have kissed someone. We can, um… practice some more if you want. I’ll be stuck here all night, anyway.” You say bashfully, but it’s true. You wanted to take advantage of your night alone with Denji. Once again you lean forward, but this time, your lips find his. At first the kisses are incredibly soft and tender slow kisses. But after a few minutes, you find that Denji has picked up the pace a bit, turning you on.

You slide your fingers through Denji’s hair, kissing him deeply. Every now and then he pulls away to gasp or moan, his voice sending chills through your body. You both start making out pretty heavily. Denji keeps squirming and suddenly you feel his leg slide between yours, his knee gently pushing up between your legs. You unexpectedly let out a moan with your head falling back. Denji leans in and starts kissing the nape of your neck, making you cringe with pleasure. You grab his face, his tongue still somewhat sticking out, and lick it. Denji moans loudly this time. You feel his tongue slide into your mouth, massaging yours with it, saliva starting to seep out of the corners of your mouth. Denji stops momentarily to lick you clean, and then goes back to kissing you.

You start wondering how your soft, innocent kissing turned into this. You were both getting hot and bothered, but little by little you both started dozing off again. It was well past midnight now, and you both had been fighting off sleep for hours now.

“Denji, I’m so sorry, I’m falling asleep.” You whisper, placing one last gentle kiss on his soft lips.

“I am, too. We can, uh, maybe pick this back up another time.” Denji blushes again at the thought of another sleepover where you would resume your make out session. Denji sighs contentedly and slides in closer to you, once again falling asleep with his forehead pressed to yours. Your fingers interlock on the pillow between your heads, finally letting the lull of slumber overtake you. It was a great way to fall asleep. But all night, all you could dream about was continuing where you left off with Denji. And you just couldn’t wait to stay over again next time.

[itoshi-s]

𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠! 𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑠ℎ𝑖-𝑠 → @dacrinphilia

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Undertale

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Obey me!

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I enjoy artwork a lot. I'm currently in college working on getting a degree in museum curation so I can continue this passion. My dream is to preserve artwork on an international scale and build appreciation within traditional settings for contemporary art!

Because of this passion if you are a small artist within any of my fandoms I will promote and reblog your work if you tag me. If you have a unrelated fandom piece you want eye's on send it to me and I'll also consider promoting it.

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[crazy-lazy-elder-sims]

I dont talk alot about my work i think i just mention that im a translator and thats about it

but yeah im a translator and it hit me today that about 70% of my work is translating documents for refugees

idk why i didn't put 2 and 2 together before but it kinda clicked today when i saw a regular client from Congo and gave him his papers that werent his but for multiple people, he told me hes so happy with our work and how much we help him no matter when he comes and how much work he requests that now he feels like this place is his home and we are his family and he joked that he will come in in Ramadan (i think he means eid lol) to take a portion of the ramadan cow lol (if you didn't know its a muslim tradition and practice to once a year to buy a cow and take its meat and give it out to anyone that needs food usually the portion would last a small family of 3 or 4 half a year or a full one depends on how they use it you give out to people in need regardless of family ties or not and a couple of people can buy one cow to try and get a bigger cow and cover the cost and help out as many people as possible withen family and outside of it anyway thats what he was referring to)

We work with so may refugees from so many places like Syria Congo Ethiopia Eritria and sudan but today we had our first client from Palestine it was a kid looking to translate his papers so he can get documented and continue his education.

That hit me so hard... It genuinely changed my perspective on this job which i took just because I couldnt find any other in my preferred feild of art i was resentful of that but today i look at it from a different perspective

I finally can do somthing to help everyone directly besides reblogging and talking and explaining i can finally do somthing more!

[nametakensff]

Dusty Paperwork (g/olden k/amuy, K/oito x T/sukishima)

Hey guys, I have decided after a long time of lurking snzblr to actually make a blog and start sharing content here - especially given how dead the forum has been in recent years 😅

@kawaii-kushami inspired this fic with all of their amazing g/olden k/amuy posting and gorgeous art and I basically typed this out in a maddened frenzy LOL

PLEASE go and give their blog some love - they've also drawn AMAZING art of this fic here and here 😭❤️

Please note: this is an extremely NSFW fetish fic - very self-indulgent and very horny - please do not interact if you are under 18! And if you stumble across this as a poor soul without this strange kink, my condolences lmao but please don't reblog to a non-fetish blog

Fellow snzfuckers, I truly hope you enjoy! ❤️ You can also read this over on the forum

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Content:

K/oito and T/sukishima are working through some boring paperwork in a dusty archive room when T/sukishima's allergies prove too much for K/oito to bear

M/M, dust allergies, snzing during sex, verbal teasing, humiliation, implied exhibitionism, masturbation, stifling, not really MESSY messy but lots of spray

3.8k

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If there was one thing that may have deterred Koito even slightly once he’d decided to take up a position in the army, it had to be this. All of the damned paperwork. Stacks and stacks of it. He let out an indignant huff as he leafed through the nearest pile, cross-legged on the archive room floor. It was pathetic, he thought, given his rank and talent that he should be so very condescended towards. But unfortunately, it had been quiet the past week and there really was very little to do otherwise. Besides, Lieutenant Tsurumi had requested it personally – he couldn’t very well say no to him. He supposed it could be worse – after all, he hated above all else being idle – even more than this DAMN PAPERWORK. He childishly batted at the stack to his left, not caring that he would have to painstakingly gather together each sheet as they scattered across the floor. That alone would be less mind-numbing than skimming the documents for vital information on nearby Ainu settlements.

As he reached forward to grab the nearest sheet, he heard a small sound from over his shoulder. And another…and another? He peered behind him and over at Sergeant Tsukishima – also banished to the same tedious task as Koito, though he had almost completely forgotten the shorter man was there. He was quiet and stern, which had unnerved Koito upon first meeting him, but had become over time somewhat comforting to him.

Said man in question now knelt rigidly, a curious expression overtaking his otherwise permanent scowl. Koito watched as Tsukishima raised a forefinger and pressed it under his diminutive nose, moving it gently back and forth. Moments later, his expression cringed, brows drawing up and eyes closing tight. His mouth fell open, pink tongue slightly sticking outwards, and pulled in a silent breath, every muscle in his body drawing tight before –

“nngtxsh!!”

Ahhh, Koito thought. Sneezes. Those little sounds had been sneezes. The realisation spread through his body and filled him with a giddiness he couldn’t quite control, limbs almost tingling. A grin split his face as he watched Tsukishima unwind from the full body contraction the powerfully suppressed sneeze had forced him into. He seemed all at once to feel eyes upon him and turned to face Koito, his regular, somewhat placid frown replacing the desperate contortion of his features from moments earlier. Koito was delighted to see that he had not yet removed his finger from its position under his nostrils, which continued to flare gently.

“What is it, Second Lieutenant Koito?”

His voice had taken on a somewhat husky resonance, congestion evident. Koito felt the warmth steadily gathering below his belt. He cleared his throat.

“Something bothering you, Sergeant Tsukishima?” His voice sounded thick with arousal even to his own ears – no doubt Tsukishima could hear it himself. As he suspected, Tsukishima raised an eyebrow and let his eyes settle on the growing bulge at the front of Koito’s trousers. He smiled devilishly, peering back upwards to meet his younger companion’s gaze, and Koito felt his face heat in response.

“I’m allergic to dust, Second Lieutenant. Apologies for the interruption.” As he spoke, his index finger sawed back and forth under his ever-pinkening nose, his eyes never leaving their intense mutual stare.

Koito swallowed, head swimming with sudden overstimulation. He had been obsessed with sneezing for as long as he could remember, and brought himself to orgasm thinking about it more often than he would care to admit. He really didn’t discriminate between men and women when it came to a good sneeze, and he would simultaneously long for and dread spring so that he might be driven mad listening to as much sneezing as he could take. He was lucky that there were several men he worked with amongst the 7th Division that had the most wretched hayfever, especially lucky that some of them had very pleasing sneezes. He was conflicted sometimes by this peculiar interest – particularly when it came to the likes of Usami, a man that absolutely repulsed him but had the most toe-curling, desperate sneezes Koito had ever heard. It didn’t help that he unabashedly relished in the release, which filled Koito with an overpowering combination of disgust and desire. He supposed he wasn’t too conflicted when on warm spring nights he coaxed himself to trembling orgasms replaying the sound and sight of that vile man over and over in his mind.

So Koito was accustomed to hearing many of his fellow soldiers suffering through the cherry blossoms blooming, and couldn’t particularly say that he was deprived of the pleasure his secret enjoyment brought him. But, to his immense disappointment, he had never heard Sergeant Tsukishima sneeze. Not once. Not when they had just been colleagues introduced to each other by Tsurumi, not when they had suddenly and abruptly become lovers, and never since. Koito had even initiated sex up against a cherry tree just in the hope that the air heavy with that tickly substance would coax a few sneezes out of the quiet man, but with no such luck.

(Incidentally, it had made Koito himself sneeze several times, which to his pleasure Tsukishima had blessed politely even as he panted and moaned under Koito’s ministrations).

He had all but given up hope that the Sergeant would EVER sneeze in his presence, and sometimes wondered to himself if the man’s small, stubbed nose was even capable of such a thing. Ridiculous, of course, but he had never so much as seen the man sniffle. He felt guilty about wishing Tsukishima to come down with a cold, but he could see no other way that he could finally see that which almost kept him up at night in feverish longing. To his chagrin, Tsukishima’s immune system appeared as sturdy and stalwart as the rest of his short, muscular self, and he was yet to catch a cold in their time together.

And so, Koito had buried his disappointment and jumped headfirst into enjoying Tsukishima in every other way. Their sex, when they were able to find time and privacy to engage in it, was so entirely satisfying in itself that he no longer entertained the thought of Tsukishima sneezing for him. It simply never happened, and so he had never brought up his interest to the Sergeant. It was totally and utterly okay that he go without.

Or so he had thought. Until this present moment, when the room’s temperature seemed to skyrocket as he watched Tsukishima gear up for another delicious paroxysm, all the while fighting to keep their eye contact unbroken. It quickly became too much for the allergic man, and his eyes squeezed shut under the pressure of another stifled sneeze.

“nnngxt!!”

It overpowered him entirely, his shoulders curling forward and his finger pressed up against those wildly flaring nostrils. He stubbornly clamped his mouth shut and swallowed down the sound as much as he could – which seemed to Koito to be almost hardly at all. The shorter man let out a shaky exhale and blinked owlishly as he recovered. Biting down on this most recent sneeze seemed to have sapped him of all of his energy, and he appeared to wilt slightly. Koito could only imagine how powerful the sneeze would have been if it hadn’t so forcefully been stifled into submission.

Regarding his lover’s charmingly pink nose and utter exhaustion under the power of his sneezes that seemed to belong to a man twice his size, Koito felt his previously quashed desires overwhelm him. Fuck it. He HAD to have more, and he had to embrace Tsukishima right now.

Stumbling to his feet with less grace than he would have liked, Koito strode towards the door, feeling Tsukishima’s gaze follow him across the room. Securing the lock with a resounding click of confirmation, he made his way over to kneel beside his lover, who was otherwise preoccupied with rubbing his itchy nose an even deeper shade of pink and blinking back allergic tears. Shaking with anxious excitement, he wrapped his arms around the Sergeant in an all-encompassing hug – finally allowing himself to relax when he felt the small man twist in his arms and return his embrace, resting his forehead against the younger’s broad shoulder.

“Damned dust is really getting to me. I’ll need to have a word with the men about neglecting their cleaning duties.” He all but sighs into Koito’s frame, eliciting a tiny shiver from him as he rubbed his irritated nose against the fabric of his jacket.

“You poor thing.” Koito crooned against the side of his buzz cut. “I suppose I’ll have to look after you.” He licked the shell of Tsukishima’s ear, returning the shiver of pleasure inflicted upon him.

He would have been surprised by the sudden lurch of Tsukishima pushing him onto his back as the shorter man captured his lips in a kiss, had he not become well accustomed with the voracious appetite for sex that simmered under the Sergeant’s somewhat stony composure. It was Tsukishima who had been the first to approach him and push him up against the wall of an empty corridor and make Koito come with his name on his lips. He had gone along with him so readily and with such ease that it had felt natural that he should take Tsukishima’s cock into his mouth the next day behind the Izakaya, as the other men filtered drunkenly back to their quarters.

He returned the kiss passionately, feeling his cock jump in his pants as Tsukishima’s own erection pushed against him, even moreso when he felt the congestion from his companion’s stuffy nose begin to run out onto his cheek. He pulled back from the kiss to reach into his jacket pocket and pull out a pristine white handkerchief. He held it up for the other man but was met with a blank stare. It seemed he had no intention of cleaning himself up. The younger man scoffed, before reaching up with a handkerchief-clad hand to gently wipe away the pooling mess himself, his heart skipping a beat as the Sergeant rubbed the small appendage into his palm and sniffled slightly.

With a final swipe under those pink nostrils, Koito replaced the kerchief in his pocket and pulled himself up on his elbows, scanning the room for a more comfortable location to continue. He could feel pages of overturned paper stacks crinkling under him, and as much as he would love to desecrate the boring, antiquated documents, it wouldn’t make for the most enjoyable fuck. His eyes locked onto a chaise longue set beside a distant bookcase, and he pulled himself and Tsukishima to their feet, pacing frantically over to the lone piece of furniture. He reached out to touch the dull, ancient looking fabric, and to his utter delight saw a sudden cloud of dust particles shimmering in the air. Yes, this would do nicely.

He settled himself against the cushions and encouraged the shorter man to straddle his lap. It wasn’t long before both men had rid themselves of their jackets and shirts and were working their way down to their trousers. The movement, however, had caused more and more dust to be disturbed, and as it settled around them in small clouds, Tsukishima’s eyes grew watery and red-rimmed, his nostrils flaring wide in anticipation. Paralysed by the mounting sensation of the building tickle, he could do nothing more than gasp gently and wait in agonising limbo for those inhales to usher in the sneeze to come. Koito took in the sight of the helpless man hovering above him and just about growled, working his hands into Tsukishima’s trousers and pulling his stiff cock out of his fundoshi. The shorter man’s gasps reached their peak with a sharp inhale, and-

“ih-nggxt! Nggxt!! HEH-NGGXT!!”

Koito watched through unblinking eyes as his lover trembled above him, impressed that he had managed to hold back his sneezes without the help of his finger, instead curling forward with his hands on Koito’s shoulders and biting down with sheer willpower alone. Watching the Sergeant’s expression twist into a mask of ticklish desperation was painfully arousing, leaving Koito almost panting. Those must have ticked unbearably.

He lunged upwards and sucked along the exposed column of the older man’s neck, humming in appreciation as he took in the reciprocating gasp his ministrations earned him. Emboldened, he decided he would at last in words let the other man know just how much he was enjoying his allergies. Tsukishima wasn’t a fool – Koito was sure he had known the second he caught him staring him down with a tent in his pants all but 10 minutes ago, but it would be better to establish out loud his proclivity for what he hoped would be many more indulgences to come.

“You know, Tsukishima, in all the time I’ve known you, this is the first time I’ve heard you sneeze?” He kissed a trail from the shorter man’s neck up and over his strong jaw.

“Mm. You liked it, did you?” Koito continued kissing along the Sergeant’s cheek, feeling the skin shift under his lips at the smile forming on Tsukishima’s own.

“Very, very much.” He guided one of Tsukishima’s hands from his shoulder to his throbbing erection. “This much, in fact.”

Tsukishima began to squeeze and pull at him almost immediately, a stuttering moan catching in Koito’s throat at the attention. Tsukishima was just so fucking good, good at everything, knew just how to get him off. Letting his eyes roll back into his head, he honestly couldn’t imagine heaven could be sweeter.

“HEH-NGGXT-shooh!”

The sudden sneeze had him bucking uncontrollably in Tsukishima’s grip, which had tightened almost painfully in tandem with contraction. This time, the Sergeant hadn’t been able to maintain control, and a small burst of spray had showered Koito’s chest in a fittish explosion. The younger man’s eyes flew open and he moaned anew. His lover had the audacity to snicker at him, and finally pulled Koito’s cock free from his trousers and fundoshi.

“Sorry about that.” Tsukishima continued pumping his cock, evidently not sorry in the slightest.

Fairly embarrassed by his own responsivity, Koito occupied himself in ridding them both of their remaining clothes before pushing Tsukishima down against the dusty cushions, taking over his position above him.  He reached down and gently grasped the shorter man by the chin, coaxing him to look up at him. Tsukishima merely grinned and settled his left hand on Koito’s muscular thigh, returning his right hand to the task of teasingly massaging Koito’s length.

“Mm….bless you many times over.” Koito murmured. “But surely…you’d feel much better if you let them out?”

“Hm? I’m not quite sure what you mean, Second Lieutenant Koito.” Tsukishima feigned innocence, not once faltering in his pulling at Koito with deep, long strokes. The sensation of that strong grip on his sensitive cock was maddening, and  it took all of Koito’s willpower to hold back from coming right then and there.

“Y-you know – hah! – exactly what I mean, Sergeant Tsukishima.” With that said, Koito batted at the cushion right next to the shorter man’s face, uprooting even more dust in a small grey puff of particles. Tsukishima must have gotten a fair face full of it as he coughed suddenly. Koito almost panicked but was relieved to see that after a few gentle coughs, Tsukishima’s nostrils flared wide and his mouth dropped open in a preparatory grimace. He lifted the hand that was occupying Koito’s thigh to his face, fully intending to push his extended index finger against his itchy appendage, but Koito would have none of it. He quickly grasped his arm by the wrist and lowered it back to his thigh.

“No, Tsukishima. You mustn’t suppress them like that.” Tsukishima gasped in response, tongue pushing down against the bottom row of his teeth as all remaining ability to hold the sneeze back vanished in an instant. His chest expanded as his lungs filled to capacity with a shaking inhale, and –

“HEH-EIIIISHHHHHHhhoooh!”

Koito gasped with a heady combination of shock and arousal as the sneeze hit him full force against his face and neck, forcing his eyes to reflexively shut momentarily. It was an intense sensation, that rush of air and the accompanying spray; the feeling of Tsukishima clenching and bucking forward and upwards between his thighs. But more than anything, he couldn’t believe how loud the sneeze had been, practically echoing in his ears. It was a desperate, vocally rich sound that betrayed just how irritated Tsukishima’s nose had become, how much his body urgently wanted to rid him of the tickle of all that pesky dust taking residence in the depth of his twitching sinuses. And god, it was so wet. In all, it was everything Koito could have asked for. His cock jumped in Tsukishima’s grasp, dripping precum down his fist.

He was so close to coming now – Tsukishima’s unrelenting attention had made sure of that - and he only needed a few more sneezes to send him over the edge of what he was sure would be an earth-shattering orgasm.

“Ohh, fuck…Bless you, Tsukishima!” Koito sighed, reaching up to wipe at some of the mess Tsukishima’s most impressive sneeze had left on his love’s top lip. He didn’t stop there, instead worrying at the edge of the Sergeant’s pinkened right nostril and watching in delight as it twitched and flared uncontrollably. He gripped the side of the chaise longue firmly with his left hand, feeling his thighs begin to twitch as the man beneath him jerked him at an increasing speed, all the while building to another ticklish explosion.

“Ahh, S-sehhcond Lieutenant Khh-oito, I need t-to-!“ Tsukishima gasped, his voice unsteady and rising in pitch. Koito felt himself become increasingly hotter, if that was even possible, as the older man hitched and moaned beneath him.

“Need to sneeze, Sergeant? Shall I help you hold it back? We certainly don’t want any soldiers passing by to hear you losing control of your tickly little nose and come in to investigate, now, do we?”

He knew Tsukishima would probably be mortified if such an event were to transpire in reality, but he also knew very well that the thing that made the shorter man harder than he had ever seen him before was the suggestion that they would be discovered in their sexual antics. They had once been fucking up against an office door when the very sound of passing footsteps outside the room had Tsukishima shooting feverishly against the polished surface, pulling Koito over the edge with him as he contracted rhythmically around him. That such an uptight, composed man could come so wonderfully undone at the thought of his own exhibitionistic humiliation had lit a fire in Koito to make sure he could bring his lover to that point as often as he possibly could.

As he predicted, Tsukishima’s neglected cock twitched against his stomach, and pearlescent liquid gathered at the tip. To Koito’s further pleasure, he then took in a ragged gasp and sneezed most violently, as if inviting the scenario of discovery even closer.

“HEEEEIIISHHHH’oooh!!”

Unbelievably, it was even louder than before and so, so wet as it sprayed up over Koito’s face, neck and exposed chest, even fanning down his stomach, peaking his nipples and leaving goosebumps in its wake. And it was evident that Tsukishima was gearing up for even more, chest heaving. Koito shuddered, his entire body breaking out in a sweat, and prepared himself for the rest of the fit, which came quickly and just as violently as the initial explosion.

“HEH-EEEIISHHH!! EEEEEISHHH’oooh!! Heh-HEH-EEEEEISHHH’OOOH!!!”

And with that last, monstrous explosion, thoroughly drenched and completely at his limit, Koito’s orgasm engulfed him, spreading from his throbbing penis in waves throughout his extremities, so strong at first that he silently shuddered, eyes squeezing shut and mouth agape in the throes of paralytic euphoria. He found his voice at last, whimpering Tsukishima’s name over and over as he felt the grip on his cock slowly and expertly guide him through the final tremors of his pleasure, until he felt it loosen and release him. Feeling himself twitch helplessly a few more times into the empty air, completely gratified, he opened his eyes to take in the sight beneath him.

His passion had erupted in long ropes all over Tsukishima’s torso, even up to the shorter man’s right cheek, which the man in question now swiped at with already sticky fingers and sucked off, knowing Koito was watching. His own cock lay stiff and heavy over his stomach, flushed an angry shade of red looking all the more pronounced against the smattering of Koito’s semen from base to tip. He looked incredibly pleased with himself, throbbing erection aside, glancing up at Koito with a mix of arousal and smug satisfaction.

“Why, Second Lieutenant Koito, if I’d known something as simple as my sneezing at dust was enough to ruin you so thoroughly in half the time I’m usually able to, I would have suggested we fuck on this absolute dust trap a long time ago.”

His voice was now heavily congested, and Koito felt a twinge of endearment at the pitiful nature of it. Taking a grounding breath and revelling in the afterglow that flowed through his limbs, he leaned forward and pressed their bodies together, not caring about the semen that lay sticky between their skin. He kissed Tsukishima gently until the older man had to break away to take a breath, completely unable to inhale through his stuffy nose. Koito tutted in slight concern and pulled back, bringing Tsukishima to a seated position as he knelt down on the floor in front of him. He reached over to his jacket and retrieved his handkerchief, handing it to the Sergeant, who took it without hesitation this time and relieved his sinuses with a long, crackling blow.

“Thank you for indulging me, Sergeant. Really. That was just…incredible. Are you feeling alright?” Koito rubbed his thigh tenderly. Tsukishima chuckled softly behind the dampening fabric, before suddenly gasping and muffling a sneeze from the lingering allergic tickle into the folds.

“heHH-EMMPSHH!!-ooh…Ah…I’ll feel much better once you touch me, Koito. Please. I need you.”

Koito didn’t need to be told twice. Replaying the sound of his love’s sneezes in his head over and over, he took his needy cock into his mouth and worked him for all he was worth, hardly able to come to terms with the fact that his sexual prayers had been answered by some (not so) divine god of perversion. Tsukishima was everything he never even knew he wanted or needed, and as he felt the older man finally jerk in his mouth and come all over his tongue, he let his mind run wild with all the ways he would make this momentous occasion up to him, and all the ways he would beg Tsukishima to make him come – hopefully many, many times – in the future.

[gddancefloor]

△The New Fate of Paradise, my JSaB AU/Fanfic, is now finally POSTED! ♫

Okay, this is extremely exciting news. I have worked on this fanfiction for nearly a month (which is too long for me already lol) and it is finally done, with chapter 1 uploaded and chapter 2 nearly finished! You can read it here on AO3. I might post it on Wattpad, but the cover for it is still being worked on for now, so that will have to wait. Please enjoy, though! And reblogs are GREATLY appreciated. And yes, this is the project I had planned that was inspired by one of the coolest people in the JSaB fandom: @pinktrashgoblin !!

The New Fate of Paradise - GDDanceFloor

(read more for a small sample of it 👀)

Paradise was that one place shapes of many sizes and colors from far away wished to belong to one day. From the rolling hills, to the trees that stuck up from the ground, the sun that blessed the inhabitants with the beauty of its rays, it was truly fitting to its name. Nowadays, after an unfortunate event harmed Paradise and there was no choice but to rebuild after such, there were large, sky-high skyscrapers, some hosting homes for all sorts of families of Shapes, some for business, and some for stores. Music was always playing regardless of the location, and even if the urban area was constantly bustling with population, most residents of Paradise City loved being part of it. 

The city surrounded one park that hosted a tree — a holy tree, as some would say, that shimmered a blue color brightly night and day and was believed to be the life force of Paradise as a whole, as well as the source of sheer ultimate power that had to be protected, which, in the event a Shape went rogue and decided to consume all the power for its own, it would create mass anguish for all of Shapekind and lead to utter annihilation of Purity, making it impossible to stop the evil. This beautiful thing was the Tree of Life. It bore many different kinds of properties that affected a Shape's body or mind, whether for purity or corruption, depending on their heart's truth.

Well, if regular Shapes were powerless against such perpetrators, who were the ones behind guarding the Tree, you may ask?

Four guardians, created by the Tree of Life after the devastation, were responsible and destined for keeping such a land safe from the evils that, to legend and rumor, roamed the outskirts of it, alert as ever from dawn to dusk to ward off threats. Though nothing ever happened, and they wished it'd stay that way forever, they continued to stay on guard regardless. 

It'd only been a decade and two years since they'd been born, still growing and learning about the world around them, but even if their existence was still new, the fact that the legend of the Guardians born ready to defend even came true was considered a miracle by all Shapes, regardless of opinion or belief.

The young aforementioned heroes were known as followed:

Cyan, a tomboyish girl with light blue wavy hair to her shoulders and a cyan hue to her eyes, the very way she got her name, Tria, an adventurous boy with shaggy blonde hair and golden eyes, Penta, the straightforward and introverted one of the four who bore deep pine green hair twirled into two pentagon-shaped braids at the back of her head, and finally, Orange, though more on the dorkier side, he still was a sweetheart with his bright orange eyes and curly peach-tinted hair. These four were awfully powerful despite their smaller size, considerably much smaller than any Shape for that matter, but being blessed by the Tree at birth was nothing more than beautiful and lovely, as being chosen by something so important to protect it was nothing shy of special. Now, an ordinary owner of a small cafe (which also happened to be her home) near the center of their land was Cube, a sweet, kind girl with a bit of a slouch to her posture and a bit wider at her sides, with eyes that probably needed some kind of glasses since she’d bump into things or knock stuff over frequently. Her hair was cut into a short neck-length bob, it being a pale pastel blue color, and her dark eyes often were low-lidded, only adding to her peaceful disposition. Around her neck was a light blue scarf, underneath that would be a dull slate tinted coat covering a minty teal dress and black leggings. She was a close friend of the beloved Guardians, spending countless mornings and evenings with them with breakfasts and teas prepared by her. They'd known Cube since the festival years ago that celebrated their birth, when Cyan took note of a child that was her age and was the only one there without a parent or caretaker, and since then, the Guardians had kept watch over her and the Tree until Cube was old enough to be by herself. It was truly an unbreakable friendship, that’s why neither one of them took it for granted. Even if training had begun to double down with the team and they recently had less time together, the moments they shared were valued more than the quantity of them.

(OK THATS JUST THE INTRO BUT THANKS FOR EVEN CHECKING IT OUT ANYWAY I APPRECIATE IT AAAAAAAAAHGHGHG)

[nsfwitchy2]

My Current Plan For My Tumblr

Since my followers rn are almost predominately my mutuals - I’m sure you’ve all been wondering what exactly my plan is right now

I did send a support ticket in to get my blog back, as well as contacted tumblr_acct_help on Reddit - the account you contact if your tumblr account is unfairly terminated. This was the response:

I also heard from quite a few mutuals that our DMs have vanished entirely - which is something I’ve never seen before and is, frankly, not that reassuring.

I’m still holding out hope, as I tend to do, that all things will work out in the end - whether that means I get my account back or not.

So what’re my plans for this account?

Well. It’s gonna disappoint quite a few of yall I think but I have no intention of creating very much content on this account anymore. Writing, art, etc. If I get back into drawing and writing - it will not be posted here. I’ll probably make a side blog for regular reblogs - this will still be an NSFW account - but it will take on a more personal aspect. I don’t plan on putting much content here, but I also don’t plan on leaving. I do still love all my friends here and would like to stay and support yall until this ship sinks lol

However, I have learned some things about tumblr that I find troubling and I can no longer, in good conscience, continue to promote my own content on here.

As some of you know before my account was terminated I had subscriptions and badges going - I loved tumblr so of course I wanted to support it. Unfortunately after reviewing their terms of services I have become aware of the fact that anything you purchase on tumblr is non refundable, even if your account is terminated.

In fact, tumblr is allowed to terminate your account at will - with or without a reason.

After reviewing their community guidelines as well, I have come to the conclusion that tumblrs “harm to minors” policy is a violation of first amendment rights in the United States.

According to Ashcroft v Free Speech Coalition (2002) - writing and drawings of minors do NOT facilitate or promote sexual abuse, are not illegal, and are protected under your first amendment right to free speech.

So where can you find my content?

On Ao3, mostly! However I do intend to start making use of my baraag account, as well as possibly setting up an account on Pixiv! <3

You can also find my content and more of me, in general, in my mutual discord server!! If you would like to be part of it please hmu in DMs and we can exchange discords. It is still very much a WIP, and I would like to extend a gracious thank you to @nightlist for their assistance in getting it set up, but I do intend to start sending out more invites at some point and getting it more fleshed out as well.

[honeybeefae]

I've Missed You

Hey guys. Wow. Long time, no chat.

First let me start this off by saying that for those of you that still follow me, still message me, still like my stuff, reblog, whatever it is, I love you. Genuinely, from the bottom of my heart, I see it all and while I haven't been active and posting I have been keeping all of your interactions in a tiny little space in my heart and if I could give all of you cookies, cakes, hugs, etc., I would. Thank you so much for sticking with me even during this period of my life.

I can't remember the last time I posted on here, it's probably not as long as I imagine, but it feels like an eternity. For those of you that remember, I was pregnant last year and ended up having to stay in the hospital due to several complications, resulting in my son, AJ, being born very early. It was mentally and physically exhausting, there were times that I didn't think either of us was going to make it, so much guilt and loathing and just all sorts of emotions wrapped into a big ball.

BUT, AS OF TODAY, HE IS SET TO GRADUATE FROM THE NICU BY THE END OF THE WEEK AND IF ALL GOES WELL WITH THE REST OF HIS TESTS, HE GETS TO COME HOME.

The breath of relief I am so close to releasing is huge. I cannot explain to you how hard this journey has been and despite hurdles that we will continue to work through, I can feel the first rays of the sun shining. He gets to come home to his sissy, his puppies, it literally makes me want to cry just thinking about it. I am so ready for this chapter to begin.

And with that new chapter beginning, I want to keep you guys up to date as much as possible. You all have been so understanding and kind, and I owe you a lot for the smiles you've put on my face. I am not leaving, I love this community and you guys too much! I will probably be more sporadic on updates in terms of time since he's gonna be up every 2/3 hours, but when I have found the time and inspiration to write I have written!

I know I never got around to finishing Kinktober and while I've been driving back and forth from the NICU and dealing with other stuff, I have written some of the stories and I have queued them up for you guys to post if I am just running behind or late. I know this isn't a job and I promise I have been putting my mental health and physical health first, hence the silence, but I genuinely enjoy writing for you guys and just in general so I still want to do that. It makes me feel human and takes me out of mom mode lol, I feel like a regular 24 year old when I can talk to you guys and write all the lovely fae smut.

I will try to come up with a posting list sometime this week before he gets here but I will be keeping you up to date. Some of the stories are shorter than what I have wrote before but I still hope you like them! If you've read this far, just know your love and support mean the world to me and I am grateful you are here at the same time as me and that the Earth has such lovely souls on it. Truly.

Until later, ttyl. <3 <3 <3

[slvttyspider]

# slvttyspider : an independent angel dust from the (rushed) series hazbin hotel! semi-selective, oc-friendly, multi's are cool! [ this blog is for grown ups ]

— art credit and avatar credit blogs contents: nsfw/18+, gore, dr*g use, ab*se, adultery, s*x, homosexuals, s*x work, ka-booms, the violence, bloodshed, yada yada etc whatever. i don't like kids following this blog either, so please —

thanks for reading, babe.

performed by ... moni / call me anythin' you want - 25 - pt

notice: I lead a busy life with work etc and tend to vanish for a few days because of it. please be patient with my timing or lack thereof, I promise you it has nothing to do with me not being interested in you. please remember, this is a hobby. have fun. :’)

basics

☆ independent and selective ☆ multi-verse, maybe even a little canon divergent. don't mind dabbling in headcanons ☆ i love OC's. i'll ship with them, i'll love them as if they're my own, i'll write with them, hand 'em over. ☆ multi-muses are cool! i'm sorry if i gravitate to the muses angel's already familiar with, it sounds silly but i don't wanna neglect other muses yk? ☆ practice common rp etiquette. as in respect rules, please don't reblog an ask to continue a thread. you don't need to ask to reblog regular posts from me, that's bananas. just go for it. ☆ 18+ nsfw nsfw nsfw 18+ ☆ do not steal anything 

interactions

☆ I am not fast.☆ i do not ship val & angel. thought it'd be obvious but i'll make it so i'm Crystal. i'll write with valentino's but it's not a ship at all imo. there's history there, yeah. but angel doesn't like him. i don't like him :knife: (the val writers are aight lmao). ☆ do not assume my speed or lack thereof means I am not interested. ☆ some threads may be dropped quietly, apologies in advance ☆ plotting is welcome. although, I enjoy pre-established relationships. ☆ random starters are acceptable, this includes asks. ☆ former rule goes in hand with: do not roleplay via my inbox. start a new post! ☆ I do not practice reblog karma but I will respect your practice. don't feel like you need to ask. i appreciate the respect but it's totally okay, promise. ☆ DMs are always open especially for shouting purposes. if you just wanna jump in and talk to Angel, I suggest complimenting his looks. it earns some good points.

… i *tentatively* returned to rping angel (and kind of in general). so. no disrespect. behave yourself. tag things accordingly. don’t be ugly. i deal with enough at work lol. uhh i think that’s it for now. just be nice. i know drama is a hot topic in some places, i don't really care. curate your spaces respectfully. please just be cool! thank you x

[jennagrinsoverml]

I know you probably have a million rec lists you’re working on but I am wondering if you have any fics you’ve read since writing your rec lists that you would want to add to your existing lists? Or would you just make a part 2 for them in that case.

Ooh, anon, this is a great question! I usually don't add to my lists after they're posted, even if I come across a fic that would be perfect for it. (Although I will curse my luck to find the fic after posting lol) These days I don't do a lot of self-directed rec lists, since I get so many asks, so I haven't done any part 2s in a while.

The rec list I would most want to update/redo would be Season 4 Angst.

See, when I'm making my lists, I start them in my drafts and add to them over time. I don't add immediately when I'm reading. Usually I email myself fics, but previously I would sometimes copy and paste the fics into a word doc.

This turned out to be a mistake. Because...when I was doing the Season 4 Angst rec list...I forgot to include all the fics I had in my word doc. WHOOPS!

I felt so bad when I realized, but it'd already been reblogged a bunch, so it felt too late to change it.

So, kind anon, I'm going to take advantage of this ask to share the fics I wanted to then! (As well as a few more I’ve found since.) Not all of these are angsty, so this can be a general Season 4 rec list to supplement the angst one 😁

ours, always. By @theanxiouscupcake

Chat Noir knows this is not a regular patrol when he arrives to their spot. She's pacing up and down, muttering to herself, occasionally tugging at her pigtails. When he lands on the roof, she looks up, startled and as her eyes take him in, she jumps at him to swathe him into the tightest she’s ever given him. 

“I- I swear, I didn’t mean to,” she says softly. “I- I mean I did, but I didn’t plan to do it! We were just- Everyone was so upset with me, and I couldn’t take it anymore, minou, a-and I…”

He tries to hug her again in reassurance, but she pushes away, eyes scrunched shut as she words burst out of her. “ I told my best friend I’m Ladybug.”

One-shot. This fic is, I think, what we all wanted after Gang of Secrets. That is to say, Ladybug actually TELLING Chat that she revealed her identity to someone else. And it hurts, and Chat is clearly hurt, and he’s allowed to be, but also Ladybug isn’t made out to be wrong or bad. It’s just this real portrayal of how that could have gone (how it should have gone).

The Break (My Broken Bones are Mending) by MoonlightShines   

“I can’t believe you broke your ankle!” Alya bemoaned for the hundredth time. She fluffed the pillow underneath Marinette’s bad leg. 

Marinette threw her head back on her bed with a drawn out groan. “I know!” 

“Girl, what are we gonna do?” 

“I don’t know!”

One-shot. The premise of this one is a little ridiculous with Marinette breaking her ankle, and then her and Alya deciding that she can continue to be Ladybug and maybe no one will notice. Needless to say...Chat notices. And proceeds to be sweet as can be because of course he does. And the whole thing is just so sweet and I loved the ending!

The Sun is In Your Eyes by @deinde-prandium

The morning after they’ve revealed their identities to one another, Ladybug and Chat Noir have a much-needed talk. Post-season 4.

One-shot. Oh man, I love this fic a ridiculous amount. We get post-reveal pre-relationship in the aftermath of all of season 4′s angst and it’s beautiful!! Chat trying to hold back because he doesn’t want to pressure her, but his feelings haven’t changed, of course they haven’t. And Marinette’s learned that her partner is the boy she loves and she’s afraid but they actually talk to each other and it’s absolutely beautiful!!!

they took the crown, but it’s alright by welcomedistraction

it doesn't surprise her that she falls for him in that moment. it only surprises her how long it took in the first place.

Two-shot. We all saw the way Ladybug looked at Chat at the end of Strike Back. Here we have the aftermath of Ladybug realizing her feelings for her partner, which leads to a sweet mix of angst and fluff, and an eventual identity reveal. It’s a sweet fic!

Build You Up by @coffeebanana​

After the events of Risk and Strike Back, showing up to school and acting like nothing had changed feels wrong. Adrien doesn't want to be there, listening to the fears and criticisms of his classmates. Worrying about Ladybug. Trying not to let his doubts consume him.

But it turns out there's someone else who might want to be there even less than him. And maybe the answer to his problems has been sitting behind him in class all along.

One-shot. My absolute favourite post-season 4 fic! Like, this is EXACTLY the fic that I needed after watching Strike Back. It’s so, so good and there’s an identity reveal and I don’t want to spoil it, but this fic is gorgeous and you should definitely read it if you haven’t already! (And if you have, well, consider this an excuse to read it again!)

Off the Mark by @buggachat​

Ever since Nino's (frankly embarrassing) akumatization into Rocketear, Chat Noir's behavior had taken a strange and sudden turn in the presence of Carapace, and Nino could only think of one possible explanation:

Chat Noir hated him.

Somehow, Adrien didn't seem to agree.

One-shot. This is adrino (can be read platonically) not love square but it’s so, so good. As you all may have realized by now, I’m an absolute sucker for misunderstandings, and I’ve been desperate for good fic dealing with the aftermath of Rocketear since it came out. And this is just SPECTACULAR! Nino doesn’t understand why Adrien’s so bothered, but of course it’s clear to us as readers, and it’s finally resolved so beautifully omg I love this fic!!!

[hunterarden]

Another comment from The Witcher fandom which I’ve seen here that I dislike is people snarking about how the show abandoned Geralt’s autistic representation. Some said in season two and others said season three? I get the person posting may be autistic, but FYI even autistic people, certainly those over a hundred years old, contain multitudes lol. People can not talk for a long time and be perfectly capable of talking depending on the situation—even articulately. It doesn’t mean all non speaking people are that way at all, obviously.

We see Geralt not talk to too many over the years (though we only see snippets of his life, not every waking second). He’s not a big fan of large crowds or Jaskier and those who don’t stop talking. He speaks to Yennefer and a few others fairly “normally” (in contrast to people who say he only speaks like regular normal dude in season 2 / 3). He and Ciri don’t talk much, but being around her so often, he talks (to a human) more than usual. (He of course has talked to his horses plenty.) Even if he still grunts.

In season three he continues to be somewhat taciturn, though obviously speaks more to Yen and Ciri, in spite of trying to ignore Yen. (Thus… still speaking less than usual.) He still has no interest in large groups, bluntly dismissing everyone he encounters at the ball. He does give a few speeches—but he’s been capable of that for a while, it’s just they were usually a bit more acerbic.

Anyway, just not a fan of seeing almost non stop narrow mindedness from The Witcher fandom, which again stuns me since I thought the show at least was about alterity. And difference. As opposed to “if you don’t fit my stereotypes exactly, you deserve to have bad things happen and are objectively a horrible writer.” Which I’ve repeatedly seen posed as legit criticism.

So yeah there’s my take on autistic Geralt and how not all autistic people are identical or static. I know dunking on the show might feel necessary or good, because it seems like mocking it is almost a requirement when mentioning The Witcher (yes the Netflix version). But you really don’t have to, especially if what you’re saying isn’t true or makes no sense. You can write that down in a diary, never publish it, or say it to your friends, instead of publishing it for the world to see and for white supremacists to like and reblog. (Last part is for real lol.)

[notthestarwar]

i'm Bee

this is a side blog but i like everything i reblog from my main to keep track

disclaimer that I am an adult and tbh I don't tend to police what i reblog. things may have mature themes and so i'd prefer minors not to follow me.

i'm a great believer in ship and let ship. if i don't vibe with something you like, i'm armed with both a filter list and a back button

i love to talk about tragedy and explore characters when i'm in a good mood. when i'm in a bad mood you can pretty much expect shitpost edits. i have a ridiculous sense of humour.

i suck at tagging. i pretty much fast reblog everything so any tags have to be added as an edit after the fact. posting is not even a little bit regular. i dont use my queue and do continuously reblog things whenever i'm feeling them.

i write sometimes. ao3: nottheoneyouwant

i'm still pretty new to writing and consider everything on there to be drafts pending rewrite if i'm honest. but theres no time frame for that, its largely just cause i'm a perfectionist lol.

i also make webweaves exploring various star wars characters

stuff i've made-

character webs:

Fox

Cody Cody 2

Boba

Kix

Obi Wan

Anakin (1 2 3 4 5)

Jango (1 2 3 4 5 6)

Is Jango a father to the clones

Clones

Some extra Jango quotes that didnt make it in to an actual web

Sources and text are in alt but pls let me know if there's any mistakes

Writing-

Shorter works

Prince of a thousand enemies (Fox after order 66 series)

You could make this place beautiful (cody mod. au character study)

Part of me died here so another could go on (Cody finds his brother)

Part of me died here so another could go on (Cody finds his brother)

Multichaps

When is a monster not a monster, oh when you love it (ghost jaster)

Dead from the beginning (anakin & obi wan timeloop)

What the living do (Ghost Jango haunts the negotigator) v1 v2

The last days of Jango Fett (police au. heavy on the corruption)

People rarely get what they deserve (jango & cody canon divergence)

Mand'alor the lost (myles & obi wan & satine look for jango)

[mand'alor the lost is only going here cause ppl have been asking about it lol. its finished and the arc is final, but i have full intentions of rewriting.]