#sorry for ghosting this acc again lol

[genshxn]

guess who wants to (honkai: star) rail another dragon man. there is also (un)fortunately no (star) railing in this.

written pre 1.3 so i’m making shit up for now. (this is also full of vidyadhara headcanons)

in which you find dan heng unable to sleep, you have an awkward conversation, and then he becomes somewhat dragon-brained. twice.

4.2K words (lmao this is way longer than i meant it to be)

you’re not the trailblazer, just another laddie aboard the express.

btw, i bullshited a good chunk of the dialogue and events, so apologies if this is shite. i might've also committed character vehicular manslaughter, in that he might be ooc. lol fingers crossed it's aight.

part 2’s finally up if you wanna read it here

despite the quiet of the night, you had drifted from your sleep. it had been painfully light as of recent, leaving you adrift in the shallows while you’d toss and turn for a comfortable position. could you really be blamed though? yes, the looming threat of phantylia had been taken out, and everyone from the express that went aboard the luofu had been reunited after what felt like weeks. but you were still in the thick of an intricate web of chaos. the threats were far from over, not with the stellaron still active. but at least for now, you had enough time in this brief respite to be able to not fucking sleep.

you rolled over. you were more or less itching with restlessness, sighing to yourself quietly over your woes of no sleep. you rose from your mussed bed and hobbled out of the room. it was a quaint little place—where you had stayed when it was just the express crew (minus dan heng), when you'd first met tingyun. after that, everything happened like a landslide. memories of her sudden death quickly boiled their way up. with each step you took, you stamped them back down again.

out in the small hallway, you made your way towards the small courtyard out the back. as you walked past the other rooms, you were a little jealous at the sounds of others sleeping. from mr. yang's and march’s respective rooms was the odd, soft snore. from stelle’s room, there was nothing (which was to be expected, as you often found her out messing with the cycrane systems at night). as you walked past dan heng’s room, you were expecting more silence—which you were of course met with, but also a slitted door. you peered through into the darkness. from the dim hallway light, it seemed he had also tried and failed at sleep if his abandoned, nest-like sheets were anything to go by.

you continued to the courtyard. once you cracked open the door, you were met with an unexpected sight. moonlight caught on the black, silken strands that spilt down his back. a glassy, teal tail coiled around his feet, almost glinting in the light with each of its subtle movements. dan heng, wearing his simple night clothes of old, baggy slacks and a tight, black tank top. his ears twitched as you slid the door open further. when you stepped onto the stone tiles, he cast you an over-shoulder glance—a new habit he’d picked up recently.

"can’t sleep either?" you asked him softly, approaching from behind. 

the only response he gave was a strained groan, dragging a hand over his face.

"i take that as a no, then," you said, moving over to sit in another stool at the small table just next to him. as you went past, his tail wound tighter around the foot of his seat. 

"i take it that it’s the same for you," he muttered in reply, jade eyes cast somewhere on the ground between him and you. 

"yep." you leaned against the table next to you, arm propping up your head. your eyes flickered to his face. "and not because i’ve been up playing gacha games."

he briefly met your gaze, eyebrows quirked in doubt.

"okay, i don’t do it anywhere near as much as stelle." 

"right," he said with the faintest hint of a smile. the tip of his tail twitched in amusement. "her room was very quiet when i walked past, though. perhaps she’s mended her ways." 

"i think she’s out screwing with the cycranes instead, actually." 

"of course she is," he breathed as he raked a hand through his long hair. as you watched it pass through the delicate tresses, you stared intently at his claws. after his initial transformation, to say you were floored was an understatement. perhaps more like you were punched 50,000 feet below sea level. he could really only be described as beautiful, but even that word couldn’t quite capture his ethereality. even when he was as exhausted as he looked now, he still seemed to glow—quite literally, too. his eyes and those horns atop his head shone faintly in the dark. when someone was that pretty, how could one not be reduced to a staring fool? particularly you.  as of recent, you’ve ended up forgetting you’re supposed to actually talk to him when he’s with you. and if you did remember to ever say anything, you’d make a fool of yourself. 

he watched your gaze affixed to his hands. he took one look at them and then wrung them in his lap, looking off to the side with an unreadable emotion in his eyes. 

"ah, i’m sorry—" you began, but he quickly cut you off. 

"it’s fine," he said hurriedly, tail coiling up tighter.

"no, really. i know i’ve been acting pretty weir—" 

"i said it’s fine. please, just leave it." he said again. he unwound himself just a little, but the tense line of his shoulders still had yet to dissipate. his gaze wandered a little more back towards you. "may i ask what’s keeping you up?" 

you weren’t thrilled at the spontaneous topic change, but replied nonetheless. "just about everything, i guess. a lot’s been going on. it’s hard to take any time to rest with a stellaron still effectively looming overhead," you said. "though i could only imagine it’s about that, but tenfold for you, given the whole..." you gestured vaguely to his whole new look. 

he dragged a hand down his face, rubbing his sleepy eyes in the process. "i don’t want to think about the stellaron for now…"

"agreed. shall we put a pin in that topic, then?"

"that would be ideal."

the two of you sat in more silence. you were (only half) guiltily back to staring at his features, eyes running over all parts of him. he seemed to shrink under your gaze, ears and tail twitching with thought. his eyes drifted up to look at you—oh, there was something new. his pupils must dilate or constrict based on what he was looking at. when his eyes met yours, you could have sworn they momentarily expanded, until his eyes flickered away again, waning right back to slits. at the same time, his ears angled themselves down just a touch. 

"a—are you feeling okay?" you asked, tilting your head a little. he made a small groan and shelled further into himself. you didn’t think you had ever seen him that tense. "hey, look at me. are you alright?" your voice was as soft as you could make it. you tried to reach out to the arm he had leaning on the table, but it was in vain. he inched away moments before contact.

"i—" his tail-tip continued to flicker with apprehension. 

"well, something else is definitely bothering you. can you talk to me about it?"

"m-must i?" he was almost hiding his face.

"only if you want to," you shuffled yourself a little closer to him. "but if it’s weighing this much on you, it may make you feel a little lighter. so you can sleep. y’know." while you spoke, you gestured somewhat vaguely. ever since his vidyadhara heritage was put on full display, he hadn’t quite been the same as you knew him. he was more tense than usual. on-edge and anxious, preoccupied with his own thoughts, much unlike the down-to-earth dan heng you normally knew. it worried you. he wasn’t even really speaking to mr. yang. with everything that had been going on, you could barely begin to imagine what sort of turmoils he had churning within him. 

"i suppose one thing is that i’m simply not used to this form," he ran a clawed, slender finger up from the base of his horn to the tip. "there’s a strange disparity between feeling like i’ve known myself to be like this my whole existence, but also that i’m suddenly someone i’m not." as he spoke, his voice was quiet. "in a similar vein, it’s like my tail has a mind of its own. look at it," he grumbled while he picked it up into his lap. as he held it bundled in his arms, the tip hung over the side, twitching to and fro. "i’m not trying to make it do that. i can’t control it." he sighed, a slight growl in his throat. 

"wouldn’t it do that because you’ve been so… frazzled, as of recent?" 

"what makes you think that?" 

"um…" how were you supposed to tell him that you only had that theory because you had been constantly stealing glances of him, watching his moods, watching his languid beauty. instead, you thought of some other bullshit answer. "i mean, it’d make sense, wouldn’t it? it’s like cats. their tails twitch when they’re irritated, and i’m sure they can’t quite control it." 

he frowned a little, ears twitching downward. "i’m not a cat," he said, almost with a little pout. 

maybe not, but he was certainly cute like one. "anyway, what you said about your new features…" you began, scratching the back of your head. to your surprise, he looked at you with eyes just a little wider than normal. "i could only imagine how weird it must be for you… who am i kidding, no i couldn’t. it’s probably downright foreign, but you’re dan heng. i’m sure you’ll have it under control in no time." 

with his hands on his knees, he aimlessly grabbed at fistfuls of his loose pants. "you…" he muttered, wetting his lips as he swallowed thickly once again. 

"me?" you echoed quietly.

"forgive me for asking something so asinine, but… what… do you think?" as he muttered out the words, you could have sworn his face was turning a light shade of pink. however, it was hard to tell under only the moon and the dim lights of the courtyard. what you could tell was that his tail-tip was twitching like a bundle of nerves.

you stared at him with owlish eyes. "what do i think of what?" 

"what do you think of… me. as i am now?" 

your breath caught in your throat for a moment as he stared at you with such apprehensive eyes. they were slitted from nerves, but they shone with the moonlight, expectation and most curiously, some sort of hope. "um…"

"i’ve noticed how much you stare at me, yet you said nothing when you first saw me, unlike mr. yang or march. now, you feel almost stilted when you’re with me, like you refuse to address what’s in front of you." 

you swallowed hard at his words. "didn’t stelle also not…" you trailed off. you were doing it again, what he quite literally just said. 

"i’ve spoken to her since then. i’m asking you." he seemed to have regained a little confidence, sitting up straighter and looking at you with the slightest bit more intensity.

now it was your turn to grab at fistfuls of your clothes. you fidgeted with the hem of your shirt as you spoke, heart pounding a mile a minute. "you’ve been truthful with me, so i guess i should too," you muttered. "you, ah, um…" this was really not the direction you thought this conversation would go in. "to be really honest with you, i keep staring because you’re so… pretty."

dan heng sat motionless. if it weren’t for his vidyadhara features, he almost could have gotten away with simply being frozen. upon your words, his eyes widened just a fraction, jade-white pupils dilating. his ears twitched back upwards and his tail fell still. heavy moments of silence passed while you two stared at each other. it seemed like he was waiting for you, so you kept talking. "i didn’t speak much to begin with simply because i was so surprised. i mean, we see you again after so long and there you are, just about the most beautiful thing i’d ever seen, suddenly with the power to split an ocean. after that, i didn’t trust myself to not be weird about you, so i… kind of just refused to say anything." you rubbed the back of your neck, face burning. "but i guess that plan fell flat on its face if you noticed me staring so much." 

once you finished speaking, his gaze fell into his lap, gazing down at his hands that held fistfuls of fabric once again. "but… these powers aren’t me." 

"of course not. they’re not you, only a fraction of the whole you," there was a slight smile on your lips. "are you worried that i don’t see you as dan heng anymore?" 

he made no effort to confirm or deny anything, simply remaining as he was—a blatant yes for him. 

a small smile made its way onto your face. "you’re always going to be one and only dan heng that the whole express—that i—know and love, no matter what other forms you take." you shuffled yourself closer to him once again, now finally able to reach out and brush your thumb over the back of his hand. as you sat there, your face was burning up at your words. did you really have to word it like that? if you really wanted to be honest with him, then yes. 

he was still sat ramrod upright, but a blush now dusted his cheeks and his pupils were blown wide. his tail-tip was back to moving, this time wagging back and forth. he looked between you and your hand on his own, letting out a shaky breath. while he was still as nerve-wrecked as could be, a weight on his shoulders seemed to have been lifted. he looked like he was about to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, out came a long yawn. even though he tried to hide it with with his wrist, you still managed to catch a glimpse of his fangs. 

"sorry," he muttered, rubbing one of his eyes. “also, you’re still staring."

"ah, i—i’m sorry, i’ve been acting so weird. i—that habit’s not gonna go away any time soon…" you yanked your hands back into your lap. he looked a little disappointed at the new lack of contact. "anyway, how do you think you’ll sleep now?"

"please do not worry about me. what about yourself?" 

"um…" your heart is still pounding in your throat. "i—i don’t know, to be honest." whatever the answer was, it was bound to be ‘not well’.

"in the past, you’ve come to the archives when you haven’t been able to sleep. you’d place yourself on my bed and then ten minutes later, i’d find you fast asleep." his voice was soft when he spoke, almost with a faint note of mirth. "i wouldn’t mind if you…"

your eyes almost fell out of your head. "hold on, are you really—"

"you’re welcome to sleep next to me, if you’d like." 

"like in your room?" 

"where else?" when he stared at you, there wasn’t much obvious emotion on his face, but at the same time, he seemed so earnest with his tail-tip flicking back and forth happily. 

"but i thought you found it annoying when i did that?" 

"only because you'd wake me in the early hours of the morning. truly, i’ve never been opposed to it."

your face prickled with heat as you raked a hand through your hair. "are you sure you’re completely the same dan heng?" 

"hey." he looked miffed. 

"sorry, sorry." you were just about hiding your face in your hands by this point. "i just thought—" before you could finish, he stood up, long tail unwinding from around the seat. he took two steps and then plucked you off of your own chair. as you yelped in shock, he flopped you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “hey, what’re you—?!" 

"would you stop being so adamant if i say it will help me sleep too?" 

you gave up drumming on his back, only able to hang in embarrassment as you covered your face. your head may as well have been steaming. "wh—what the fuck is this?" 

he made no reply as he marched you back inside. as he walked, you watched his tail-tip as it was curled upwards, swaying from side to side. his room was close—he opened the door with his foot, stepped in and slid it closed again with his tail. as soon as you were properly enclosed, he placed you onto the bed with unexpected gentleness. in the past, if you were causing trouble, his method of dealing with you was hauling you off somewhere and simply dropping you—now, it was the opposite. you were left dazed in the middle of the sheet-nest, only back to your senses once dan heng got in next to you. but instead of settling down for sleep like you anticipated, he was shuffling about on his knees, rearranging the sheets and pillows so they were in a better formation, according to him. he was even using his tail to smooth out the sheets into circular patterns. 

"are you nesting or something?" you asked, bewildered. 

with no reply, he finally settled down further up against the splayed pillows. "come." he held his arms open for you, but when you made no movement, his tail roped you in instead. you were drawn into his not-very-tight vice grip, trapped in next to him. he held you loosely around the waist with clasped hands, head placed atop your leg where he seemed to be using your side like a pillow. his horns poked into your stomach every time he nuzzled... he was really nuzzling you...

"dan heng, seriously, what’s gotten into you?" 

with only a hum, he ceased his movements and craned his head up, staring at you from behind thick lashes. his pupils were still blown wide open. you couldn’t help but find it mildly foreboding. 

"i don’t understand why you’re… so touchy. i thought you were normally allergic to contact?" 

"is it not enjoyable?" he tilted his head. his fluffy hair flopped in his face with his movement. internally, one part of you was screaming YEEEES and crushing beer cans into your forehead, while the other, larger part of you was just plain screaming. you wanted to bask in this shower of attention, but at the same time, it felt so wrong—like he wasn’t really himself. whatever dragon-brain mindfuckery was going on in his head, it was certainly potent. 

"it’s not that, i just… are you sure you’re thinking straight? or do i need to spell out the situation? because you’ve hauled me back to your bed, made a nest around me and are now cuddling me like a pillow."

dan heng blinked once, twice and then his body went rigid. he pushed himself off of you and leapt to the corner of the bed, crouched with his tail once again wound around him. "wh—what was i…?" he looked down at his hands as if they were soaked in blood. his face was flaring red with a blush. 

"you seemed rather convinced i was something like your treasure hoard for a moment," you said.

upon your words, he sank his head in his hands, and whatever noise he made in embarrassment sounded like a groaning sob. "forgive me, i don’t know what came over me…" 

"some kinda vidyadhara instinct?” it was almost like he was trying to court you. 

"something like that," he muttered from behind his hand that now covered his mouth. his gaze was fixed to a random point before him and his ears were down-turned. "i… i’ve never felt it that strong before."

"wait, you’ve felt it befo—?" right before you could finish, his tail silenced you, thwacking itself against your lips. meanwhile, he was hiding his face again. with the way his shoulders hunched, you were worried—he seemed genuinely distressed. it was a miracle he hadn’t run off somewhere by that point. with a concerned frown, you took his tail in hand and spoke again. "hey, um, this might not help whatsoever, but it was actually… rather nice when you did that." you struggled to look at him. if you called it cute like it was, you’d just be blowing whatever chance you had at keeping him in place. 

he looked over at you, ears perked up. his incredulous eyes went as wide as could be, almost like two moons. a moment passed, and the tail in your hands began to sway. "really?"

"really," you nodded. "it was just shocking to begin with, but i—if you want, you can do it again."

dan heng turned his body to face you, swallowing thickly and trying to meet your gaze. he was stuck dithering for a few moments until he ultimately crashed again, flopping forward until his face was flat on the mattress. "i can’t," he muttered, voice muffled. 

"oh, um, why?" your eyes went wide. 

he turned his face to the side, unable to make a coherent reply beyond a strained, squeaky groan. he was still burning hot with a heavy flush, but it was soon covered by his tail that draped itself over his head. "too embarrassing.” 

a small, light laugh slipped from your lips. he coiled further into himself at the sound of it, but he was soon unwound when you had your hands on him, guiding him back up next to you. he was as stiff as could be when he laid down next to you, gaze cast down the other end of the bed. you tucked a stray lock of long hair behind one of his ears. when your touch grazed past him, his pink-tipped ear twitched wildly, and he buried his face into the pillow beneath him. "why don’t you let me do something? you did say this would help you sleep, didn’t you?"

"while i was practically in a daze. i wasn’t thinking right," he complained, voice once again muffled. "this will only keep me awake, if anything." 

"maybe, we’ll see." as you spoke, you took to running your fingers through his long, silky hair. you gathered it up from behind him and brought it forward, draping it over his shoulder. your fingers glided through as though they were passing through a soft mist, fluid and sleek. before long, as you gradually let your hands drift higher until they would pass over his head, he began to decompress. stuttering, held breaths became steady and soft. his nervous-contorted face was dissipating, and his heavy blush was fading to a simple dusting of pink. 

when his eyes fell closed, you glanced up at his horn. beyond just staring at him, you were also tempting fate with how much you wanted to touch his new features. you couldn’t help it though—humans are such curious, tactile creatures, it was simply in your nature. one hand left his hair, which he barely seemed to notice, and inched its way to his horn that threatened to poke you. finally, your fingertip ghosted its surface. it was as smooth as glass, and just as cool to the touch. in fact, you could almost describe it as silky, like his scales. he twitched under your touch, eyes parting open. his pupils were blown wide open again. 

"ah, i’m sorry, i—" you began, but he soon cut you off. 

"no, keep going." he grabbed your hand and placed it back on his horn. you blinked incredulously for a moment, but soon continued as you were, running your fingertips up and down the glassy blue projections. he closed his eyes again and, making yours widen, his soft breaths were followed by a faint rumbling in his chest—a purr. he really was like a cat. 

a few moments later, you felt something long wind its way around your leg. you looked down. his tail was snaking its way up your leg, until the tip draped itself happily over your lap where it laid swishing from side to side. you fell still in shock when he shuffled his body closer to yours until he laid flush against your side. he laid one of his arms across your chest and reached for your shoulder, pulling you in just a little closer to him. 

"you stopped again." his voice was barely a whisper when he leaned his head in the crook of your neck. one of his horns was cool against the back of your neck. 

"it’s a little hard to do anything when you’re this close," you muttered back. 

"then just stay as you are." he nuzzled about with a yawn. he must have been finally settling down for sleep, but that meant using you as a body pillow. your tail-twined leg was drawn towards him, where he draped his own leg over top of it, caging it in between his calves. 

“d-dan heng…” you tried to say his name as if that would do anything, but he paid you no mind. lost in his hypnagogic trance, he only muttered sweet nothings with his lips against your shoulder.

his voice was barely audible. dragon-brain must have been in full swing, because he finished off with a quiet: “you will be mine one day, my beloved…"

you nearly exploded then and there.

i love me some emotive ears, mm yes.

[tiredsadpeach]

So far no new updates for the friend drama except he tweeted something about being a bad person (it was right after I tweeted something mundane so I assume it was about being mad at me still) and his bf replied that he wasn’t a bad person which is hilarious to me ngl

[asirensrage]

Plz

I beg of you

I need kisses from Gojo

just anything soft

OKAY! I think this turned out really cute and I hope you like it.

Rating: PG? Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader Words: ~978 Warnings: SPOILERS FOR the JJK 236 leaks. Unbeta'd.

Notes: This mentions the latest spoilers for JJK 236. It's supposed to be a bit of comfort after it. I hope this is in character and that you enjoy it. Please tell me what you think.

tagging @nejires-hado and @bisexualterror since I know they're just as upset lol

Below the cut contains spoilers. You've been warned.

You wake up with a gasp. Your heart pounds in your chest as you struggle to breathe. Tears are already falling. 

“Hey,” a soft voice calls out from next to you. You feel someone touch your back. “Hey, hey, you alright?”

You turn to the voice. Satoru’s eyes seem to glow in the dark as he looks at you, half asleep even in his concern. For a moment, he doesn’t look real. You can almost see him as a ghost, remnants left over from the dream you had. The one where he was…

You lunge towards him, hitting infinity for a second in his surprise before it releases and you fall into his chest. You clutch at him tightly. The tears fall harder until you find yourself sobbing into his chest. It felt so real. 

Satoru wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer into his chest. He moves you until your legs are across his lap and he’s sitting with his back against the headrest. He hums slightly as his hand rubs your back, waiting until you’ve calmed down enough. 

“Bad dream?” he asks, his voice already sounding teasing. 

You nod against his chest, unwilling to give him any space. 

“Going to tell me about it?”

You mumble it into his chest. 

“Hmm?” he asks, his finger tracing up your spine. “Can’t hear you, darling, when you’re talking into my chest.” He reaches for your face, moving it away just enough so he can tilt it up to face him. “Well?” 

“You died.”

“What?” he laughs at that.

Your throat tightens and you can’t help but start to cry again. He’s not taking you seriously. The dream felt real. It felt so real and all you could do was watch. 

“Hey,” he keeps his voice soft. “I’m sorry, it’s just-” he cuts himself off. “How’d it happen?” His hand is stroking up and down your back again. 

“Sukuna,” you mutter. 

He laughs again. “Oh, darling…” he drawls. “You know I’m the strongest. Sukuna has nothing on me.” 

“He was stronger,” your voice breaks as you say it. “You didn’t–”

“It wasn’t real,” he cuts you off. 

“But–”

He reaches up and cups your chin, fingers digging into your cheeks. “It wasn’t real,” he repeats, sounding unusually serious. “Nothing happened to me, sweet thing.” 

You glare up at him, eyes still shining with tears. It still doesn’t feel like he’s taking you seriously. He doesn’t understand the way your heart felt like it stopped, the way he was there and then wasn’t and Sukuna was just gloating. 

“Darling, I told you. I’m the strongest. Nothing will happen.” He bends towards you slightly, lips brushing your cheek as he lets go. “I’m fine.”

“It felt real,” you say, voice insistent. 

“I’m real.” He tilts your face up again, thumb stroking your cheek. “Want me to show you?” he grins at you. He kisses you gently. “I’m okay,” he says, kissing your cheek again. He kisses the other side of your face, before moving to the tip of your nose, your eyes…his pace increasing until you can’t help but laugh, shoving him away as he tries to lay kiss after kiss on your face. 

“Saturo!” you laugh, “stop!”

“What? It got you to smile, didn’t it?” he teases. 

You stare at him for a moment before you turn away, the memory of the dream still lingering. 

“Come on…” he drawls before pulling you closer. “I’m alive. Let me prove it.”

You push him away but he doesn’t let go. “You don’t get it.” How could he understand the fear you felt? The way you saw him…

He presses his mouth against yours, kissing you softly at first as his hand moves to the back of your neck to tilt your head for better access. You hold him tightly, afraid that if you let go, it’ll somehow turn real. The kiss deepens and he moves you with ease until you’re straddling his waist. His arm wraps around you until your chest is pressing against his and the kisses are turning desperate. He doesn’t complain. You feel him smile against your lips as you both break apart long enough to breathe.

“I’m not leaving you,” he promises. 

“You don’t know that,” you say softly. 

“I do,” he nods. “I’m never wrong, after all.” 

You roll your eyes, annoyed at the way he’s still too cavalier about it. “You’re always wrong,” you point out.

“What? Impossible. I’m Gojo Satoru, after all.”

“You tried to convince me that daifuku was one of the main food groups today,” you point out dryly.

“And it is! Just because the general public has yet to realize..”

You smile at that, trying to hold back from laughing at the expression on his face. You look up, catching the soft expression on his face. “What?”

“Think I prefer you like that instead of your tears.” 

“Yeah?” you ask softly, leaning forward to rest your face in the crook of his neck. 

“Of course,” he says. “Especially when they’re caused by something I can’t fight. All I can do is ease your worries.”

“You cause my worries,” you point out, wincing as soon as you say it. 

“Yeah,” he says softly. His hand slips under your shirt, fingers stroking the skin of your waist gently. 

You sit up to look at him. “You ease them too,” you insist. “I trust you, Satoru.”

“Then trust that I’m alive and here with you, okay?”

“Okay,” you agree, voice quiet. 

“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Because you’re Gojo Satoru?”

He kisses you again, taking his time to memorize the feeling of your lips against his. When this kiss breaks, he rests his forehead against yours. His gaze is soft but intense, as if he’s trying to make you understand something he has yet to give words to. 

“Because I’m yours.” 

[leezlelatch]

im kind of new to ghumblr and just stumbled across your account and writings which i loved, would you mind giving us some acc recommendations?

If I'm understanding you correctly, you'd like some account recommendations?

Ghestie, welcome to the ghungle.

LOL BAD PUN.

But yes!

One of my favorite accounts is @stressghoul who you can also find on tik tok. Very very funny, has great takes on Ghost lore, and is an avid devotee to beloved Copia.

@risunsky is an amazing artist, and I am always and forever enthralled by their art of Copia.

@moonlight-serenades has a banger fanfiction called this is a gift (it comes with a price) that leaves me shaken and stirred, which let me tell you, I frequently and obsessively go back to reread the Sunday morning with Copia because it's just...I can't even describe.

@gggoldfinch has a fanfiction called I'll meet you at the cemetery gates and I am forever desperate for a graveside picnic with Copia. Also, I have never felt such a rush of adrenaline than I did reading about Copia gazing at the reader across the room during mass.

@writingjourney has recently written a fic called honey and venom which sent me straight to space. I was delighted to find them on here after reading one of their other fics on AO3.

@slavghoul is where to go for a lot of information about the band, and they answer great questions about the lore.

I really don't have too many accounts that I know very well if only because I'm also new to ghumblr! So if anyone else has recommendations for this anon, send 'em over! I am very much a fanfiction person, so a lot of my recs will center around that, so I am sorry if maybe that's not what you're looking for.

Otherwise, I would recommend just going into the "papa emeritus iv" tag or "cardinal copia" tag or whomever of the papas you like and scroll through. There's such good and amazing content on here. The art is phenomenal.

Welcome, again! And thank you for asking!

[nah-man-ily]

Heya! Love your taste in f/os, truly impeccable. What fandoms do you have the most developed s/is for? I'm always interested in other people's self-inserts!

HEY OMG IT'S BEEN A WHILE

First of all: THANK YOU SO MUCH DARLING SFJJSKAKC. Second of all: I have sum s/i's but not all of them are very developed lol.

Well, I think the most obvious one (since this is my first s/i ever) is the undertale one, Maxwell. (He/they)

Their story isn't finished yet but what I can say ab them is that they is a half human/half monster (ghost), they don't really look like it tho. Just a lil human hanging around the underground and happened to be the love of a skeleton's life LOL.

He was born in the underground, his father fell into the underground and fell in love with Maxwell's mom. As it was a very uncommon thing, the kids didn't really liked hanging out or talking to Maxwell on school, except sans, wich led to their friendship, and later on, their marriage (ops, spoiler).

The other one is Steven universe's one, wich is also on the top 3. Azula. (He/they)

He is a human, most important, Connie's best friend from school, and she presents Steven to him.

As he lives in beach city too, it is a lot easier for them to hang out whenever they want, so they spend most of their time together.

Unlikely Connie, Azula already has some judo training ans knows a little bit of self defense, so when they start classes with pearl it's a lot smoother.

After Steven and the gems come back to earth, Steven comes to Azula and tells this story of how much he missed them and how much he liked them, and that's when it all started <3 I personally find this very cute.

And I couldn't not talk ab Lorelay, or just Lore, from Lord of the rings. (He/they)

His family is a good mix of dwarves and hobbits and elves and humans, so we can say he has the best of every world. Despite all those different races (from his dad's part) he is half elf (from his mother's side).

He was born in Imladris, but not much after that his family moved to mirkwood, as his mother is distantly related to Thranduil, they decided to live there.

At some point, Lorelay and Legolas met and became besties instantly, wich later on became one of the reasons for him to be a recruit for soldier training.

Lorelay met Gandalf during a walk on the forest and, not too much after ending his lessons, he decided to travel around with Gandalf.

In one of those travels, he met Aragorn and , again, became deeply connected to him. They became inseparable, so Lore decided to leave Gandalf alone for a little bit and start being a pain in Aragorn's ass instead.

The two are in love, your honour, but they won't admit it for their own sake. Only after the Healms Deep battle, where Lorelay got seriously injured, Aragorn made the first move.

But just when he became king of Gondor, and they decided it was time for it, they got married.

Ofc there's a lot more lore and info ab them but if I put everything in here this post wouldn't have an end. Anyways...

Thank you sm for giving me space to talk ab this bc I never really can tell anyone bc I'm scared they'll make fun of me or something 😩😩 srsly, I don't use Tumblr as much as I used to anymore, but whenever I DO use it I look through your acc cuz I love your content too, you're so positive ab everything and that makes you such a wonderful person.

ANYWAYS LOL

Sorry for the long and late response.

See ya!!

[xxmidnightmochaxx]

Uhhh more formal intro ig lessgooo!!!

(Sorry if some of this makes no sense I didn't sleep all night and I'm writing this before I probaly take a nap)

🐾Names���:

🐾I go by midnight, dogday, alastor or ghost mainly, but midnight is my main name and I've used that for years so I'd prefer if you call me that:)

🐾Pronouns🐾:

🐾They/he/xe/it/meow/paw/fizz

🐾Extras🐾:

🐾cat dad of two

🐾some Fandoms I'm in:Ghost, BATIM, FNAF, tattletail, dying light, TWD, COD, warrior cats, hazbin/helluva boss, resident evil, and more I js cannot think of em atm lol

🐾If you dm/message me please tell me why/be paitent, I suck at replying/forget+I am slightly socially anxious/shy asf. Lol

🐾My account is strictly 15+, unless your a underage friend and I gave you permission to follow me, if you are under 15 I'm sorry you gotta go. This is only because sometimes I will post stuff/reblog stuff that isn't exactly appropriate.(ex:gore) and also I swear. Alot..😶

🐾I am greyromantic/acespike and polyamorus with the partner limit of 3-4. I am dating two people atm, no, I will not date you if we just met. It takes me a bit to actully like someone. And by a bit I mean probaly longer than a "normal" person. Keep this in mind.

🐾Genders:Transmasc, agender, catgender, sodagender+femboy.(yes ik it might make no sense but like it's what labels me best I'm sorry)

🐾My discord incase u wanna be friends:xxsvnn1_dr0p_pawzxx

🐾keep in mind if you DO add me on discord, please let me know it's you.

🐾I will mirror your energy/treat you how you treat me. So if your being a dick don't complain I'm being one back, your asking for it mf.

🐾I'm otherkin and a furry :d

🐾I am a satanist. Do not force your religion on me. I will block you.

🐾 my account is mainly a safespace for almost everyone minus most people. Let's keep it that way.

🐾Interact!🐾:

🐾Otherkin

🐾xenogender users

🐾lgbtq+ people

🐾ppl who are 15 and over

🐾warrior cats fans

🐾hazbin/helluva fans

🐾People who have the same interests as me

🐾animal lovers

🐾recovering zoos/necrophiles(your on very thin ice though)

🐾Kinda almost everyone really, I don't really care as long as your 15 and over and respectful and not problematic.

🐾Do not interact🐾:

🐾people who are friends of someone named soldier fox(I do not want to talk about the drama that happaned, he did shit and drama happaned. It was like 3 years ago or some fucking shit. Leave it be and hop off my dick about it. Me and him have settled things, but I dont trust his friends to not come after me.)

🐾transphobes, homophobes, ableists, necrophiles, zoophiles, pedophiles.

🐾toxic christians/toxic people in general.

🐾others who force there religion on others.

🐾bigots in general really.

🐾people who are under 15 following this acc unless I gave you permission. But even I'll get out rules for you on what you can and can't do.

🐾People who kin problematic characters unless it's like- idfk like the silly side of them then idc. But if it's the problematic side fuck no get out(ex;valentino from hazbin hotel)

🐾catnap x dogday shippers(catnap is a 8 year old from what ik)

🐾catnap simps(again, that's a 8 year old from what ik)

🐾Boundries/can and cants🐾:

🐾yes:Jokingly flirting with me if we aren't dating, drawing my ocs/characters, asking to be friends(I will more than likely say yes), asking about art trades(never done one tho so you'd needa explain I'm sorry), using tonetags(I need them), asking to take info off of ocs of mine(as long as it's small depending on the oc)

🐾Ehhh:/srs flirting if we aren't together, being overly sexual with me, being an asshole, making certain jokes if it's coping or smth(I do it too js be sure to warn me pls)

🐾No/blocked:taking heavy inspo/taking my ocs, tracing my art/claiming my art as yours, not respecting Pronouns, idk I can't think of anymore rn

Uhh yeah can't think of anymore rn so yeah hope u enjoyed reading this have a cat meme

[evil-lloyd]

IM BACK

Hi so it's been a long while since I've used this acc. A bunch of stuff went down and then I felt too nervous to come back but alas Ninjago still has its iron grip on my heart. It's rlly weird to read my old posts now bc I feel so different. I might do a purge of things just so I can have a fresh start. for anyone I was talking to before I left 1) I'm very sorry for basically ghosting everyone and also for being a rambling weirdo lol and 2) pls dont be afraid to contact me again! ❤️❤️

Anyways pls detail any fandom drama/updates in the comments lmao I'm v nosy 😝😤

[derekmorganscrocs]

My Thoughts While Watching 2x4 Nancy Drew! MILD SPOLIER ALERT!!

I got a little carried away, so this is kinda long, but funny. Just a heads up lol.

I love Ace’s shirt in the beginning scene he looks adorable.

Ace already wrote his obituary?! VINTAGE AUTOMOBILE ENTHUSIAST?! I LOVE HIM.

AW ACE BROUGHT MR D COFFEE? HES CHECKING IN ON HIM IM CRYING.

“Classified.” 😐

STOP WHY IS RYAN SO SALTY ABOUT ACE NOT BUYING HIM A COFFEE

OMG THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING. Ace as a mediator I love. Nancy’s a chicken now?

RYAN IS SO SALTY “you would say that, wouldn’t you.”

THE COFFEE AGAIN. ACE GIVING HIM HIS COFFEE STOP.

CA-RY-ACE THE NEW LOVE TRIANGLE.

Bess and Lisbeth are so sweet

I relate to george yeeting her sister into the business. Not the death part but still-

“Stop yelling at me” sir she is not yelling.

PERIODT NANCY GO OFF QUEEN. And they got applause.

Me waiting for the aglacea to just pardon their betrayal because nancy is standing for her: 👁👄👁

PLS NANCY X AGLACEA FRIENDSHIP

dude these commercials are so annoying-

OHH ACE I see you’re an ~art boy~ He’s subtweeting them irl- OH THEY KNOW

Ryan only caring about nancy??? Saltily???

Carson now you’re just being an ass.

OH KAY SUGAR DADDY RYANNNN

Nancy and Bess moment that’s so sweet.

SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN- sorry the winchesters just possessed my body for a sec. they rly just saw her necklace AND DIDNT SALT AND BURN, COME ON

ok that was really funny lmao Nancy scaring Bess sent me.

FREAKY BASEMENT

AH NOT THE SLAMMING DOOR RUN BITCHES RUN

NANCYS FACE

Michael Bublés buble commercial always sends me

So Marvin is a murderer. ANOTHER GHOST?

Nancy’s fan club lmao

Nancy and Bess being the sleuth sisters I love

Awe George and Jessie :(

GHOST GOGGLES??? SMART NICK STOP I LOVE NICK. NICK NICK NICK SMILE AW HES SO SAD SHHSKALA I CANT HANDLE THIS

RYAN IS SO SALTY I LOVE HIM

Carson stop being so aggressive

RYAN COMING THRU WITH THE ROASTS

Why is she going alone. Never go in basements alone.

This green is serving me major buzzfeed unsolved.

Torture chamber basement??? Marvin is a murderer, guaranteed. The basement is freaky and not in the good way.

IS RYAN ABOUT TO CRY RIGHT NOW? NO HES SO SWEET “wh-What would I say to her?” I CANT. (I definitely forgot he was lowkey a predator when I was writing this) Fatherly Ryan. Why does this scene look like really dream-like? MUSICIAN RYAN? “I’m right? I just solved something before nancy Drew!” HE LOOKS SO PROUD OF HIMSELF. The way he knows something is off bc she’s being decent.

THE CHURCH IS TERRIFYING I DO NOT LIKE THE SONG ITS FREAKIN ME OUT

SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN

I really want the aglacea to forgive them, I rly just-

Periodt Agnes is a badass bitch. I love her.

Sister thinks the kfc burger looks like a yellow brain.

WHY?? ARE PERFUME COMMERCIALS??? SO DRAMATIC???

Yo why does Cheerios have a lil uzi song?

THATS SUCH A PRETTY DINNER TABLE!! BESS PLS SHOW UP BESS PLS.

GEORGE DON’T CRY. Stop George finally breaking. Her face when nick said it- NICK IS SO SWEET. “YOU NEED TO KNOW YOURE LOVED” YES SIR I DO PLS TELL ME U LOVE ME. OK I ACC SHIP GEORGE AND NICK NOW. NO POOR NICK. AND HES NOT LOOKING TO HEAR IT BACK. they’re sweet. Aw the way her voice gets all soft “that’s not helping” and you can just hear her smile-

It’s like midnight, why is ted at school-

SISTER MOMENT I LOVE. WHY IS GEORGE LITERALLY RAISING HER SISTERS, DEAN WINCHESTER TYPE BEAT- OW NOT JESSIE RUINING THE MOMENT WITH AN OCTOPUS AND SEEING THRU GEORGES LIE.

DID ACE WRITE A LETTER TO HIS DAD??

BESS CHICKENED OUT? IM HEARTBROKEN SHES SO SWEET.

NO NOT ACE LEAVING HIS DAD A LETTER BITCH I WILL CRY. I AM AN HOE FOR ACE AND ALSO I THINK HE IS BABY AND I AM SO EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED IM NOT OK.

IF ACES DAD HAS TO GO THRU THE PAIN OF LOSING ACE I WILL SUE I LOVE ACE’s DAD.

WAIT- There’s aluminum in deodorant? (Commercial)

This is gonna go so badly. Something will go badly. SOMETHING IS WRONG. STOP ITS SO UGLY- ODETTE STOP SCREAMING SHES TRYNA HELP.

WTF

DID THEY JUST KILL A GHOST?

“Good thing this wasn’t a rental.”

Oh they only hurt her.

Some advice: don’t watch during the day bc the lighting is so dark and it’s really hard to see lmao

My sister’s thoughts:

“This is why you salt and burn things.”

“WHY WOULD SHE GO INN THE BASEMENT ALONE”

“I BET MARVIN IS A MUDERER”

“OH SHIT. She’s still crunchy.”

[ryuichirou]

Ohayo Ryu hope you’re doing well! So I don’t know if it’s intentional or not compared to the character with who Levi do his stuff but in some of your art, Levi has a tiny one (like the last with onyankopon) and in other a big D (like the last whit ghost Eren)? Does it depends on his excitement or it depends on the peepee size of the other character wich make it appear more or less small? But I don’t think it’s the second option because I noticed that by comparing to his belly button ^^’ 1/3

And if it’s not intentional, in your headcanon what do you think is the size of Levi’s thing and who has the biggest between Eren, Zeke, Erwin and onyankopon and with wich size in your headcanon again? 2/3 

And second question who has nothing to do with the first but why you don’t show your tumblr on twitter by pinning it, doing a dedicated post or by putting it in description while he could interested people who love your art? Because personally I didn’t know that you had a tumblr until this week and I’m really glad to read what you say in, I find that very interesting! Keep doing talented work and have a great day! 3/3

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Hi!

The funny thing is, it’s completely unintentional. I never really think that hard about the d size, so it changes from drawing to drawing… The only two things that I keep in mind are: 1. I need to make the top’s peen as big as possible; 2. I guess Levi’s needs to be smaller (not necessarily tiny, it just happens…). So yeah, it’s not just deep, I’m just hella inconsistent and don’t think about it haha. The ghost in the shower drawing is drawn with an angle from the bottom, so Levi’s dick looks bigger... but I know I fucked up the perspective there lol You have no idea how little time I spend thinking about his peen, I just think about his ass non-stop...

We usually headcanon Levi having an average sized d (I know, shocker, considering how smol I draw it), and all of his bois are huge, so our intention is indeed more or less “Levi seems small in comparison”. Zeke and Eren are around the same size (Grisha too), Erwin is bigger than them, and I think Onyankopon is a bit bigger than Erwin. Sorry, can’t give you the exact measurements <:D

About the tumblr link: I do have it in my pinned tweet! :) It’s on my sfw acc though, and I’m guessing you’re here from my nsfw acc… thanks a lot for coming here too, I hope you enjoy this blog <3

[jalboyhenthusiast]

My journey in this fandom is a rollercoaster so I’m sorry if this is long😬 So in 2015 I wasn’t really a 1d fan, just knew who they were and obviously have heard their stuff, but I was bored once and YT kept recommending me a FIMQ’s video that was popular back then and I decided to watch it and wasn’t really convinced, thought they were just cute friends until that arm touch interview, you know the one where Zayn moves to cover them up? I was like waaait, this is hella intimate and then I saw the jealous Harry thigh pat moment and I was like right, wtf lol this is not platonic. So I was convinced then but kind of moved on and then bg happened and even in my country it was like everywhere and I was like but I thought... and at first bc I didn’t really know anything about hl I really couldn’t believe they would fake a baby so I thought maybe they broke up lol, moved on until the “birth” bc again it was everywhere so I got pulled back in, watched the gma interview and was like why do they all look like they want to die? Then I found tumblr, read a bunch of masterposts about everything that happened since 2010(😅), realized how fake bg was, but life kinda got in the way and and I moved on again lol. Then Harry released two ghosts and sweet creature and I listened to it and was like omg they’re still together?? and then I listened to their solo music, loved it and became kind of like a casual fan, so I kept up with their music stuff but not the fandom, until Louis’ Madrid gig when I heard Princess park and went nuts bc like that’s so obvious wtf Louis and after that I properly got into the fandom, created a twt and tumblr accs and all that, catched up on everything I missed and have been here ever since😅

this entire journey is like larrie bingo: fimq, the arm graze, thigh pat, two ghosts, princess park 📝

[dyingstarsmp4]

hi y'all :-) i finally remembered the email to this acc lmao i'm sorry i've been so ia everywhere for the past while,, i still love louis with my whole entire heart forever n ever but i started to feel kinda disconnected from the fandom for some reason; i was becoming really affected by drama and things people said about louis to the point where it was making me sick and i felt i needed to take myself out of situations and literally just started ghosting everywhere without realizing it, i've noticed quite a few of louis fans do this before in the past unfortunately leaving his fan base entirely, i'd slowly like to start making my way back in and catching up but i have like three or four months to go back on lol for now the plan is to be active on tumblr for awhile and maybe slowly i'll make my way over to twitter again if i feel like it bc i do miss it so much this was such a long unnecessary post but i just wanted to rant ajdjfm

[silver-wield]

1/1Hello!! I hope you're well!! a few hours ago I suffered a mental stroke when I went to twitter to find some tifa love and instead, found a lot of shit against Tifa and Cloti ¡I had to run away! and immediately I remembered your blog and need to get this out. In 1st place I found a fan of Aerith, from what I could see from her/his profile picture, which apparently was a cloister nun, who found horrible almost obscene the fact that Tifa has let a man into her room (Cloud)

1/2 into her room (Cloud) and ask for help in choosing a dress for their date. Guuuurl, disgusting Tifa, what a creep! That person must think that women who take contraceptive pills are whores! Please, we're in the middle of 2020 and Cloud was thirsty too! In 2nd place I found a scared Cl//rith who read "case of barret" on OTWTAS, where it says that Cloud and Tifa were together, and I saw for the first time the "mental gymnastics" division of that fandom in action, debunking the entire narrative

1/3 debunking the entire narrative about they're on a romantic relationship. It was a bit annoying but theeeen... it made me laugh. In 3rd place, another furious Cl//rith who can't accept that Marlene has two father figures, Barret and Cloud. But what a luckier girl, has two dads! Especially in a post-apocalyptic world where the concept of family is pretty different. But in the end, what bothers them more... is the fact that Tifa and Cloud had formed this family (thought of romantically)

1/4 (thought of romantically) and Marlene (later Denzel) as "children" from this family (you just have to read OTWTAS, ACC and The kids ... right there they show you this info and I think otp-oasis-heavenxearth made a master post about this, because someone make the same claim to her). In fourth place was a post about a fanart of that fandom, with Aerith and Cloud meeting as children, as a reflection of the childhood friends / girl next door trope. Okay, I found the drawing very tender,

1/5 Okay, I found the drawing very tender, very cute. But from there to again invalidate Cloti ship (representation of that trope), which is more perfect in Clerith than in Cloti, and keep saying shit about Tifa the bully. I think, they are the same ones who says Cloti shippers are jealous and we want everything from Clerith, but it's the opposite. They want everything from Cloti !! They want the Lifestream and the Highwind too !! And the embrace of Tifa's resolution !! Luckily, those scenes are

1/6 Luckily, those scenes are not romantic according to them, but only if it is applied to Cloud and Tifa ... At that point, on twitter, my eyes went blank and took a 360 ° turn. Bruh.When I thought that nothing else was going to appear (please God, give me a break), in 5th place another savage appears, with his post about Tifa was gaslighting Cloud for not telling him about nibelheim, and she was very creep. When Cloud in question is part of the problem too: for not wanting to talk to Tifa

1/7 is part of the problem too: for not wanting to talk to Tifa when he arrived in town, ghosting her, and then blocking and transforming the whole incident in his mind. Tifa is confused, she knows something is wrong with him and she just wants to protect him. In the end, is a problem of both (hid something), but it's always easier to blame one (and especially if is a woman, I've never seen anyone involve Cloud in this problem).And when I said to myself "no more, yeah", the classic comparisons

1/8 the classic comparisons of who's a better girl, who's better for Cloud, who's more beautiful, who's the more more of the two, appear. Please, we are in 2020, we are in full swing of how we think ourselves and in a real way the relationships between women. In the remake they show me two great friends, with an incredible dynamic, each with their own individuality, unique in their type. And these things still appear? If there is something that has aged pretty badly in this game is the love

1/9 in this game is the love triangle, putting two girls as love rivals for the feelings (the penis) of a man is no longer cool, and it's for this very strong premise in the OG that's still out there people doing these comparisons, which are unnecessary, and to me, as a woman, it's annoying, because the two girls always end in a pretty bad place, and I don't see the same treatment is done with the male characters... Ok, I end here. I adore your posts and your analyzes, altogether with HOLYSMOTEZ

1/10 HOLYSMOTEZ, MAGUS-DOMINUS, OTP-OASIS-HEAVENXEARTH (the most sane of the Cleriths) NIBELHEIIM and ENIGMAPHENOMENON. And to say I'm very happy with your reactions and thanks for existing ¡never give up! I'm going to take a vacation from this fandom and remember (myself) never go to twitter again!Ps: excuse my spelling, English is not my first language, but all in twitter is in En about this. Me devuelvo a mi planeta, adiós.

Sorry about the wait on this reply, Nonny, it’s a lot of messages and I mostly use tumblr on my phone and my phone hates cping this much text.

I’m sorry you feel the fandom is bringing you down and, yeah, actually, the best thing to do when you’re not enjoying it and feeling stressed is to take a break and go do something you do get enjoyment out of. There’s no obligation to stick around any fandom or keep interacting with people or content if you’re not happy.

Yeah, that side of the fandom is pretty awful and my policy is to block anyone who makes me go ew because they’re just not worth the stress. That’s what I do with the majority of toxic asks I get too because they’re the ones who think they’re owed a public reply to their nasty comments, but I don’t think they’re worth my time, so why give it to them? I do reply by debunking their bs, though, so they got what they wanted in the end, which was a reaction lol

Hopefully, when you’re feeling more positive you’ll come back and find better content waiting  👍 👍 👍

[digitalgate02]

#KizunaCountdown day14

Happy Daisuke Kaiser’s Day! (Only those who listened to Michi e no Armor Shinka will get the reference alas)

Day 14 - Favorite Ship / OTP

Hello Hello, I’m Nina and you know that I love a bunch of ships. Many of them. No matter if m/f, f/f or m/m. Today, I’d like to apologize for being unable to go rewatch 02 for fresh new content so we will sit here and use what I have on my reach.

Let’s begin saying that I’d LOVE to talk about something new, but can’t. Sorry I can’t. And my main current ship is dead (LOL) so I’m picking something before falling in love with Maki/Daigo. Yes, by the pic of choice... I bring you some of the best DaiMiya/Daiyako moments of 02.

“But Ni, Miyako and Daisuke are like siblings!” Yes, I got it. But you can’t deny the possibilities of Daisuke and Miyako developing a crush on each other later. That, before Miyako and Ken becoming an item. I appreciate KenMiya, but I also appreciate DaiMiya & DaiKen. So, this is a very much OT3 for me.

For Miyako’s side... We have episode 31 where She cares so much about Daisuke’s opinion of her. There’s many ways of seeing this scene -- romantic and platonic. The main cause of the Miyako’s inner conflict is definitely because of this line:

Which makes MIyako have this inner dialogue:

(Sadly I can’t show you the rest of the line because it’s everything on my PC)

Miyako gets very much confused and uncomfortable with Daisuke’s comment, enough to start asking why is she so different from Hikari. And, another point of this episode is just when the group -- in the Dark Ocean dimension -- sees Daisuke and when Miyako goes to meet him... He ran through her. Like a ghost. It made Miyako very much panicked and she even mentions it during her panic attack.

Now, this episode is the only material I suppose to be able as potential DaiMiya content. Like said, it can be read as platonic and romantic -- it’s up to you.

Now, for Daisuke’s parts. As everyone knows... Daisuke has a big crush on HIkari (and possible a childish crush on Taichi, but we’re not here for that today) so sometimes it’s confusing him caring about Miyako’s opinions of other boys. He’s pretty jealous. Biggest example is on Hurricane Touchdown movie. Wallace’s pretty much into Miyako and he gets totally angry at it.

But how about 02? Again, I’m using stuff I’ve found on my main blog tag (yes, another acc)

Daisuke seems jealous in ep 9, when Miyako talks about Ken. She mentions Ken’s beauty and Iori comes reminding them that Ken’s very athletic. Daisuke responds very distressed “I’M SORRY FOR NOT BEING SO ATHLETIC!” to them all.

Next we have this scene, on Miyako’s rant for Shurimon’s debut episode:

Miyako’s rant somehow hits Daisuke hard when she mentions that she likes cool guys (like Michael, and later Ken lol) as makes Daisuke in the background do that face at that line. I think he even has done a “huh?” but can’t remember now. He wants Miyako’s attention.

On episode 30...

He suddenly goes on a polite manner by calling Miyako, who he never uses ‘-san’ despite her being a year older than him, and makes her confused about that. He blushes next and acts very tsundere as well lol.

Not sure why the sudden “Miyako-san” but it’s a nice DaiMiya moment haha.

Next moment we have...

The kids teasing this digifool. Note that Iori says that and his reaction only changes when Miyako teases him. He blushes, not sure if it is because of her or because he finally caught the message. This is episode 31, where we also got that one hint from Miyako’s side btw.

Next DaiMiya tease is...

Daisuke helping Miyako, at the end of ep 34. We know during the episode there’s a scene in which Miyako helps Hikari, stealing Daisuke’s chance of having a romantic scene (lol) but at the end we have this same scene repeated AND he helps Miyako. The BR dub implies he mistook Miyako’s voice with Hikari’s... But honestly, I think the JP version made it like?? He’s not confused, he definitely helped her. And she’s confused, so that’s why he responds like that.

Considering this scene predates the Christmas episode scene...

... where Miyako compliments Ken’s sweet and innocent laugh, making Daisuke start something only to be interrupted by Ken’s mother. Why was he trying to say? Maybe something like “I’m also cute” or something like?? Honestly, he’s always trying so hard to make people look at him ;7;

THEN, new fresh content. I love the tease he does on this clip:

They just met after a long time separated and the first thing he does is to tease her. Bless him, bless her. This clip is a blessing for both KenMiya and DaiMiya fans. Also for the 02 squad fans.

There it is, not so new stuff but some of my favorite moments between Daisuke & Miyako which I believe to be able to be seen as romantic tease.

[chocolatemillkk]

Two's Company (CM)

Request: Hi can i request a conor imagine please? One where you two see each other after years. You used to date and maybe you're still in love but he has a girlfriend and you can tell he's in love with her so you hurt a little but happy to see him happy? Maybe it's too specific lol you can do any boys acc i love your imagines!

The wind tickles your skin as you walk towards the venue. This stupid dress, you think, it kept riding up. You tug it down one last time and open the wooden doors where the music sounds a lot clearer. An old friend of yours was holding a massive party at a fancy place for her 25th birthday and since you were in London, she insisted you come. It had been over a year since you'd lived in London and the familiar brick buildings and crowded streets and drowzy weather made your heart full of familiarity and comfort. You'd truly found a home in London, but Lyon was where your current home resided.

You check in with someone and hand your bomber to a man who hands you back a ticket. The sea of people packed into this place makes you smile-your friend was one of the most outgoing people you knew and this just proved it.

"Hey!" Someone calls into your ear. You're greeted by Jack, your ex's brother who holds out his arms.

"Jack!" You shout. You embrace him and he looks just as shocked as when you first turned around. "Why are you so surprised?"

"I didn't expect you to be here!" He guides you to a quieter space. "I didn't even know you were in London!"

"Yeah, for about a few weeks now," you explain. "How have you been?"

"I'm great!" He nods. "You look amazing. How've you been getting on?"

"Really well!" You say honestly. Business was great and the city you'd moved to was beginning to settle in around you. You hadn't been in a relationship since...Jack's brother but you didn't think it was relevant to say. "How's Anna? And...how's Conor?"

Jack hesitates before answering and you catch it despite his attempts at covering it. "Anna's well! Conor's good...he's here too...You might bump into him but you should know-"

"Jack," You put a hand on his arm. "There's no bad blood between us. It'll be nice to see him again."

"Oh," Jack lets out a breath unconsciously. "The way you left after the break-up I just thought-"

"I just needed the physical space," You interrupt before you could hear what he had to say. "Are the boys here too?"

"You might see Caspar," Jack says. "I have no idea where anyone else is tonight."

"Okay. Well I'll go wish y/f/n a happy birthday first!"

"I saw her by those balloons," Jack says helpfully. You walk in that general direction and bump into a few friends before you make it to her and wish her a happy birthday. The two of you obsess over the fact that you were getting older and she forces a drink on you before you decide to make your rounds to some more friends.

It's like somebody's turned the knob on your anxiety and it's at a low level, bubbling during the evening. You knew it was because of Conor. He was here and you would see him after so long apart. You told Jack there was no bad blood, and there wasn't any, but it didn't mean the break-up wasn't terrible or that it felt like being in London was reopening the wound you thought had at least scabbed over. So many places brought back memories of your times with Conor and now it was only the ghosts of the past that replayed there.

"Jack told me you were here," you had stopped to sit to one side to calm down the anxiety and hadn't expected for Conor to find you then. You turn your head to him and feel a rush of emotions: happiness, sadness, anger, and grief.

"He was the first person I saw as soon as I stepped in!" You get up and remember to adjust your dress. "It's good to see you though."

The two of you hug and you try to push down the wave of sadness.

"How are you?" He asks, his hand lingering on your arm. You grab hold of it and lean into him to talk.

"I'm alright," you tell him. "In London for the month."

"You should have texted me about it," Conor says. "We could have caught up!"

"I wasn't sure if you were busy," you lie. You had thought about it plenty but couldn't bring yourself to message him.

"I-I've missed your ugly mug," Conor laughs. He brushes his finger from your collar to your chin and your head tilts up involuntarily. Your breath catches as you remember he used to do that before he kissed you. But no kiss comes.

"I've missed yours too," you laugh through the emotions. Conor looks at you with something in his eyes but it remains hidden. The two of you squeeze into the cramped spot on the available lounge and you can practically feel the heat off his body-that's how close the two of you were. And your stupid dress, it had ridden to the tops of your thigh as you'd sat down.

"How's France?" Conor asks with genuine interest.

"It's nice," you say. "A little elite at times-you know how rusty my French is. But otherwise, it's alright."

"Do you miss London?" Conor asks.

The two of you can't help but stare at each other for a few seconds as the question settles between the two of you with all its baggage.

"If you want to ask me just how much I miss you then just ask!" You joke to ease the load off.

"No!" Conor laughs and you just stare at his excited face. It was a while since you'd made him laugh like that. "I was genuinely asking!"

"Alright," you laugh and push your shoulder into his. "I miss it all the time."

Conor goes quiet in thought before speaking, "You should visit more often though. The boys have brought you up a lot I think they miss you too. Hang out with us while you're here."

Conor's hand rests gently on your thigh as he says it and your body is charged from it. He talks low and with a tone you hadn't heard in a while too, the gentle voice he used with you when you two were together. You don't know what to say next so you change the subject.

"How have you been though? What's new?"

His previous words and the fact that his body is so close to yours makes it impossible to focus on what he's saying but a single phrase sticks out:

"I've been going out with her for...7 months now. And I'm going to Thailand for..."

His voice fades away again as you repeat the sentence. That's what Jack was being so odd about. Conor had moved on. He had a girlfriend you didn't know about and he'd properly moved on while you stayed in the same emotional state since the break-up. But you recall the look Conor gave you, the way he still spoke to you with tenderness despite all you two had gone through, and the undeniable warmth of his hand on your very exposed thigh. Was he really over you?

"That's nice," you say as he finishes, your head swimming with how to ask him about it. You didn't come to London expecting to get back with Conor. In all honesty, you weren't even sure you were going to see him.

"Oh-wait a sec," he pulls out his buzzing phone and shouts into it. You look down at your own and are overcome with the feeling that you didn't actually belong here-in this club, or this city. Everything felt foreign, even the boy who stood in front of you.

"Sorry," he says with a smile on his face. "That was my girlfriend-Liz-she was wondering where I'd been off to."

"She's here?" You get up.

"Yeah, somewhere," Conor glances around the club but his eyes are alight and he can't seem to wipe the smile off his face. "Probably getting a cosmo or some unecessary drink that takes too long to make."

"Aww," You tease him as you observe his face. "You're so in love with her."

The laugh Conor lets out gives it away-he was very much in love with her. Smitten. And it makes you laugh seeing it but somewhere in you, it forces the book shut. Conor wasn't ever coming back to you and you couldn't hold onto it.

"Maybe," Conor glances at you and hesitates. "Is this weird?"

"No," you say a little too quickly. "A little. But that's normal-I think."

"Right," Conor laughs. "Have you gotten back into dating? Anyone new?"

You consider lying but figure there's no point to it. "No, I've been so busy with work and whatnot."

This gives Conor pause as he turns to face you fully. "You haven't gone on any dates since-well since us?"

"Not really," you feel your cheeks flush. "I went on a couple but I wasn't really interested."

You don't mention Conor was still on your mind then. Every time your dates would do or say something that was completely unlike Conor, you would make the comparison and decide he wasn't the one for you.

"You have to go on more dates then!" Conor insists. "You'll find the one. Plenty of fish y'know."

You were supposed to be the one, you want to say. Instead, you stick to "You're right. I just need to get my work-life balance in order."

"Conor-babe I've been texting you." A girl about the same height as you steps towards the two of you. She has deep brown eyes and black hair plaited to one side. Her eyes flick over to you and she smiles before glancing at Conor.

"Sorry I was just catching up with Y/N, this is my girlfriend Liz," Conor looks at her like she'd just ended world hunger and he was handing her the award.

"Nice to meet you," you smile at the girl who makes Conor so happy. "Conor acts like 13 year-old girl when he talks about you."

"Aw," she puts her arm around Conor and he does the same but he looks at you with that look to his eye. You didn't know how to decipher it but it looks a little like sadness and pity and a pinch of regret. But you can't read too much into it-you couldn't afford that.

"I'll leave you two," You say. "I'm going to look for Joe I haven't seen him yet."

"Joe Sugg?" Liz asks. "I was just talking to him by the bar."

Of course she was friends with Conor's friends at this point, you think.

"Thanks!" You flash a smile and wave to Conor as you make your way towards the bar. Two was company, three was a crowd. Conor was moving on and it was definitely a sign that you should find your own company too.

[venthere]

Back to vent except it's shit from a year ago that I suddenly remembered!!

I was very close with a friend, let's call them Issac, I was with friends with them for a while like before they went by that name. and one day their acc said "no longer active"

and since I have repressed trauma of being used and manipulated I started panicking panic turned to lashing out and said alot of shit I didn't mean than after I think an hour it felt that way they replied back saying

"wtf? I sent you the link to my new acc lol" but funny thing,, I didn't receive it.

I apologized to them saying sorry and I have issues which they knew.

What makes this even worse they downright ghosted me after too,,

like okay I'm sorry about the fact I was used before and lashed out at you thinking you were using me too. sorry for showing whiplash from said trauma. it won't happen again here let me dehumanize myself for you to fit your standards, Isaac. :)

The fact they romantize s/lf h/rm scars in their art too, yuck. S/lf h/rm isn't a quirky or cute fashion trend.

It's a problem that'll lead to hospitalization you disgusting fuck. How are you gonna be freaked out by the fact I have trauma but are okay with showing people s/lf h/rm?

What did I ever see in you.

Why did I even like you you pathetic waste of space.

I don't know why, but I have a feeling like you may have beat yourself up about this. this isaac seems like a worthless piece of sh1t. and like, what they do, is f0cking disgusting.

[angeloncewas]

I’m sorry if this is a weird one to ask, but do you have any tips for someone who wants to get back into writing fanfiction again? Like how do you keep up motivation and not dislike everything you write down?

Not weird at all !! I don't talk about my writing a ton, but that's what this acc was originally for. I just don't know if my advice will be helpful lol

What I say is to write everything down. No idea is stupid, no writing is too bad. You might not end up using it, but it's good to have it down because I feel like it'll prompt you to write more. When I don't feel like writing I'm still jotting down concepts and lines from other media, etc

For instance, my most popular puffychu fic has a bit in it where Puffy asks Niki where she's been and Niki says she's "been working, kind of far away." That, originally, was from a scrapped fic where Niki is a ghost and doesn't know it; Puffy was the one to say it

Or like I have notepads with random excerpts and ideas - oftentimes barely more than gibberish - but some of them have turned into writing people like (my most-viewed fic was written in a Tumblr draft)

As for actually liking what you've written, I think the best path is to try and read it as though your friend wrote it, because you're always gonna be hardest on yourself. Try reading other people's writing to get a feel for styles you enjoy and strategies you can employ if you don't feel like you have enough solid skill, but also remember that fanfiction is meant to be fun and if you're having it, you can be writing absolute nonsense and that's enough. You'll enjoy what you've written much more if you had fun writing it, even if it isn't modern-day Shakespeare

Hopefully this helps in some capacity ! Feel free to ask more ( + send me your writing if you do get back into it !! this fandom is so fun to write for and I'd love to see someone new join in :p)