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[misayani]

— SQUID GAME WOMEN STRAP HCS

◜ featuring ... player 196 (bee girl), no eul (guard 011), se-mi (player 380), sae-byeok (s1 player 067) 

𔗨 author's note — didnt add junhee cos she preg and no hyunju bc i dont think she'll be comfortable w a male genitalia toy BUT LETS FUCKING GOoOO strap game hcs coming right up !! [lowercase intended]

p.s. thank u for all the reqs!! give me time and ill post my work one by one, i js have so many ideas in my mind its gonna explode

warning: smut [use of strap-on, taking pictures]

player 196 — 

- ! PINK STRAP PINK STRAP PINK STRAP !

- sweet talker during sex but her movements are definitely the opposite of sweet

- would DEFINITELY take pretty pictures of you while you drool over her strap

- has a special album for you with pink emojis on the side <33

- slows down right before you orgasm !!!

- she makes fun of your pathetic state :(( 

- you get even more turned on ofc

- mostly just her teasing you whenever she fucks you using her strap

- sometimes she'd add fun and use a vibrator on u alongside her strap!!

- one time she wanted to test the new mascara she bought if it was really waterproof like it said on the packaging

- .... guess what ....

- she applies it on your lashes, brings out the strap and fucks u non stop til u were literally crying

- lashes stayed bomb after sex though so she took note of that ! 

- loves to edge u COS LIKE I SAID SHE'S A TEAAAASE

- after a few edging rounds she'd finally let u cum

- she's not THAT mean to not let u !!

- LOVES hearing your moans !!! sometimes she'd get off herself by just that.

- AFTERCARE !! would make u feel like a princess and im talking about bubble baths, cuddles, and sometimes would even do your nails <3

"good girl, taking me in so well" 

no eul —

- doesnt rlly care abt strap colors but i can imagine her w the skin tone one 

- prepare to not be able to walk the next day

- ABSOLUTELY MERCILESS !!!!! 

- poor baby's stressed most of the time so fucking u with her strap serves as her stress reliever

- u wont complain though, her strap game has u crying out of pleasure

- though once you've had enough and said the safe word she'd stop w/o hesitation

- DOGGY STYLE?!?![[€=€{[€

- easier for her to hit the deepest areas inside u <3

- pulls ur hair while doing it 

- DARE I SAY she has an unnie kink...

- call her that = prepare yourself for the best fuck of your life

- DONT GET ME WRONG!! she may be rough but she fucks u like she loves you

- feels relieved after sex, she's glad to have someone like u :((

- i personally think u'd actually be the one giving her aftercare

- cause she deserves all the loooove and care

- <3 

"shit— just like that, just like that."

se mi — 

- BLACK. 6 INCHES. CURVED

- im sorry but if u think she'll go easy on u well you're so so wrong

- COWBOY 

- she loves u on top cos that means she'll get to see your pretty face

- AND ur boobs ;)

- explores ur body with her hands as u bounce on her strap

- if u dont know what ur doing, she'll guide you

- such a dirty talker

- would make u feel like a slut and a princess cos she'll degrade and praise u at the same time

- fucks you like she hates you

- BRAT TAMER !! HELLO

- another edger 

- she'll edge you until you're a crying mess begging for her to let u cum :(

- "se-mi please"

- "stop fucking complaining. you take what i give you."

- se-mi has a playful personality so it's no surprise if she teases u the whole time you're having sex

- loves to overstimulate u

- she'll make u suck it after 

- would literally pound into your mouth til you cry

- aftercare w her's the best though

- she's slight of different in and out of bed so expect her to be gentle right after fucking u so roughly

"oh did you think i was done with you? we're not stopping til you squirt on my cock."

sae byeok —

- NOW she'd be the one who's gentle during sex

- her cold and stoic persona vanishes the moment she fucks you

- you'd be surprised actually about the way she's gone so soft on you

- if you like it slow, she'll go slow. if you like it rough, she'll go rough

- she just wants to show you she loves you

- making out while she's pounding into you >>

- would feel satisfied when you finally orgasm

- doesn't really speak during sex but she'd let out small praises from time to time

- she'll eat you out right after

"i love you."

@misayani

[dollishmehrayan]

# “I NEED YOUR LOVING, LIKE THE SUNSHINE, EVERYONE’S GOT TO LEARN SOMETIME.” ── .✦ ( batboys when they have a crush on you ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ )

dollish note ౨ৎ: yes this is based off that one korgis song and if you know it, your elite marry me immediately anywayss I need like more cute events to do omgg and guys I’m going to look for a new divider edition but the bunny will always stay don’t worryyy tags: (batboys x reader)

© dollishmehrayan — ( all rights reserved to me. These works cannot be reposted, translated, or modified. Thank you for understanding dollies! )

DICK GRAYSON ── .✦

He’s so obvious. Everyone knows. Even villains probably know, even you probably know but we always play hard to get. (that’s js me sorry)

Overly casual compliments: “Wow, you look… good. Like, really good. Is that new? No? I just never noticed how great you always look??”

Purposely hangs around you way more than necessary. “Oh wow, fancy seeing you here again... at this coffee shop... at this exact time... for the fifth time this week…”, “uh.. sure okay dick.”

Gets physically flustered. You smile at him and he bumps into a wall.

Brings you little gifts like coffee, snacks, or something you mentioned once two months ago that he totally remembered.

Accidentally lets it slip to Barbara. You find out two days later because she’s evil (and supportive). GIRL BOSSSSS

RASON RODD (IF YKYK) ── .✦

Denies it to everyone. Even himself. “Me? Crushing? Pfft. Please. I'm just being nice. I’m always this nice. Shut up.”

Acts all chill and tough but turns into a sarcastic teddy bear when you're around.

Tries not to care but notices everything about you like when you’re tired, upset, or need space.

Gets really protective, then downplays it. “Yeah I threatened that guy because he was being annoying. Not because he was flirting with you. Nope.” ( our little nonchalant guy )

Will read/watch your favorite stuff in secret so he can talk about it with you, then pretends he hated it. “No, I didn’t like it. But the plot twist in episode 7 was wild. Just sayin’.”

Probably punches a wall the first time someone calls him out. Literally everyone in the family: “Just ask them out already.”

TIM DRAKE ── .✦

Has a million tabs open on “how to tell if someone likes you back.”

Obsesses over every text you send. Sends a reply. Deletes it. Writes a better one. Deletes that too. Eventually sends “lol yeah same” and regrets it instantly.

Runs into you and forgets how to function for 3 seconds. “Hey—hi—hey. Sorry. I mean. Hello.”

Will research your interests so he can impress you or casually bring them up. “Oh, you’re into ___? I read a couple papers about that, super cool stuff.”

Accidentally calls you “cute” in passing, then vanishes for two days to a point you wonder if he might appear on the missing website thing.

You find out he has a playlist called “maybe someday” and the first song is something painfully romantic.

DAMIAN WAYNE ── .✦

Pretends he doesn’t like you. Like, aggressively. But it’s so obvious.

Gives you weirdly thoughtful gifts and says things like, “I noticed you were using inferior supplies.”

Blushes if you compliment him. Denies he’s blushing. “Tt. The temperature is simply warm.”

Subtly changes his schedule to be around you more. He’ll be in the library when you’re there, in the gym at the same time it’s definitely not a coincidence (even though he insists it is).

Draws you. Like, sketches. Constantly. Says it’s “for anatomy practice.”

Acts annoyed when you talk to someone else, then pouts in a corner like a feral cat.

BRUCE WAYNE ── .✦

He doesn’t even realize it at first. It hits him out of nowhere, like genuinely out of thin air.

Brooding increases by 200%. He stares off into space, thinking about you, and Alfred has to snap him out of it.

Becomes awkwardly formal. “Would you… perhaps… like to join me for dinner? I understand if that’s… inconvenient.” ( like despite being a former player and all and smoothhh as hell when he genuinely likes someone he can’t be smooth, your like his Andrea beaumont but if they worked out )

Totally asks Alfred for advice. Alfred gives him the same advice he gave him at 16.

When you smile at him, he short-circuits a little. You get a rare, soft Bat-smile in return.

Once he’s sure of his feelings, he’s all in but oh boy, it takes a while.

[ce1estiall]

lucid dream

summary paige x reader you do the tiktok trend, calling paige to tell her good night. masterlist

warnings fluff

celestial notes change of plans i’m writing chapter 1 tmr 😓 also i wrote this fic in 30 minutes sorry if its ass

“a dream that would stayed and about to vanish, a night seems like about to scatter

the more you try to escape, the clearer you are

no, i can't stop love.” lucid dream - aespa

silence filled the dorm as you sat down on the couch, all cozy in your pj’s as a blanket was on your lap. it was late into the evening, stars glistening in the dark blue sky. you propped your ipad up against a mug and started hitting record on tiktok.

your hair was in a messy bun, bags deep under your eyes. the countdown started for recording. 3. 2. 1.

giggles exited your mouth as you tried to let the first sentence out. “okay guys, i have to be quiet because everyone else is asleep, except for me and paige. but have you guys seen the trend where you call someone to say goodnight?” you whispered, pausing to let a smile enter your face.

“basically i’m gonna call paige goodnight even though her room is down the hall to the family room.” you couldn’t resist, and kept laughing silently. you let the video on the 10 minute mode, so you wouldn’t have to pause and record every second.

you pulled up her contact, blocking her number with your hand from the video. ‘paige💗’ with her smiling was shown to the screen. you kept laughing, imagining what her reaction would be like. “okay, lets call her.”

you pressed “call” instantly, putting it on speaker afterwards so the video can pick up the noise. the phone rang twice until she answered the phone. “baby what’s up?” she spoke into the phone.

you tried not to laugh, “hi p. what are you doing?” you backed away from the phone as a grin grew across your face. her tone was confused, “nothing, why are you calling me? i’m literally in my room across the hallway.”

you attempted to act serious, but failed. “i’m just calling you to say good night.” paige’s laughter filled up the speaker. you went on mute and covered your mouth, attempting to not laugh also.

“well, good night to you too baby, but you could’ve just came to my room.” her laughter lingered. you loved the way she laughed, as it could make others smile. it was like a disease you kept wanting more.

“i love you.” you let out a small chuckle, hopefully she would hear.

“i love you too.” paige whispered. she hung up afterwards.

the tiktok was still rolling, and you kept laughing. you grabbed the ipad and walked to her room, seeing her on her bed watching tiktok. a black compression shirt that hugged her figure and grey sweatpants as her natural curls were airdrying.

paige turned to look at you as she was smirking. “you comin’ to say good night for real this time?”

you broke out in a smile, turning the ipad to show her. “say hi paige!” you walked up closer to her as she attempted to hide away from the camera, but surrendered, eventually sending a small wave over to you and the camera. “did you just record my reaction?” the camera was now facing both of you, while giving you those eyes. the eyes that could make you drop anything you did and instantly start kissing her, but you maintained yourself.

“yeah it was a trend!” you started laughing at the way she reacted. “oh my gosh.” her hands found her face as she sighed. she turned to her left side and started scrolling through tiktok on her phone. you ended the video, then jumped onto her bed and sitting up. you watched the tiktok as you were editing it and started laughing. paige turned her head at you, thinking you were crazy.

you posted the tiktok with the caption. “do yall think she passed?”

minutes after, you phone blew up with notifications like crazy. the fans loved it, some of them commenting

@pbucketseveryday: THE WAY PAIGE LOOKS AT HER AFTER THE CALL HELLO??

@urfavwbblover: paige is such a golden retriever gf i cant

@uconnattychamps25: these damn lovebirds

you tapped her shoulder, forcing her to turn around. “they love your reaction babe.”

she rolled her eyes with playful attitude. “watch out, i’ma get you one day.” paige smirked.

you smiled, giving her a kiss on the cheek as you layed down, watching the blush grow on her face. “and i won’t be complaining.”

[naomijoestar]

If I'm allowed to request a scenario where the bucci gang meet a new recruit who literally looks sweet/innocent but is chaotic beyond belief. I just re-watched asobi asobase and in one of the episodes where hanako sets fire to the restaurant by accident. But in this case the new recruit, whose stand is similar to avdol(but with blue flames, cuz blue=hotter more dangerous fire) does it on purpose while looking the boys dead in the eyes with a 'innocent' smile on her face. It'd be even more crazy if by the time police, firefighters, ambulances arrive she just cancels out the flames entirely and the only thing burned in the restaurant are the curtains she set fire. And all this cuz abbacchio decided to be an asshole and tried to do her dirty like giorno. Lesson learned, latom😔😔🙏🏿🙏🏿.

Sorry I just thought this would be funny. Bye

Masterlist here <3

Hello! Sorry for the extremely late reply, I hope you enjoy this <3

Lesson learned, latom

The restaurant was lively, filled with the clinking of silverware and the low hum of conversation. Bucciarati’s team occupied a corner booth, their usual energy simmering beneath the surface.

And at the center of it all sat their newest recruit—sweet, polite, and seemingly harmless.

She smiled as she stirred her drink, the very picture of innocence. But underneath that facade lurked something far more dangerous.

And Abbacchio? He had no idea what was coming.

He had made his distaste for her obvious from the start, treating her with the same level of hostility he once reserved for Giorno. Every snide remark, every passive aggressive comment, every pointed glare.. it all led to this moment.

The moment she tilted her head, smiled sweetly, and set fire to the restaurant.

The flames roared to life, an unnatural blue that burned hotter than anything natural. It licked at the walls, raced up the ceiling, and bathed the entire restaurant in a deadly glow. The air shimmered with heat, screams erupted around them, and chaos exploded as civilians scrambled to escape.

And there she stood. Completely still. Watching Abbacchio.

Smiling.

Her expression never wavered, not even as the fire raged around them. She leaned slightly forward, resting her chin on her hands.

“Oops,” she said, voice light, playful. “My bad.”

Abbacchio’s breath caught in his throat.

The others?

Mista pushed back from the table so fast his chair nearly toppled over.

Narancia’s jaw had practically hit the floor.

Fugo looked seconds away from having a nervous breakdown.

Giorno, on the other hand, was unfazed. He merely sipped his tea, as if he had been waiting for this exact moment.

Bucciarati pinched the bridge of his nose, already exhausted.

And Abbacchio?

His soul was ascending.

“What. The. Fuck” he rasped.

Outside, the sirens blared. The sound of approaching fire trucks and police cars filled the air. The restaurant doors burst open, and emergency responders stormed in—only to find the blue flames vanishing in an instant.

One second, the fire raged. The next, it was gone.

The restaurant stood untouched, completely unharmed.

Except for the curtains. They were still burning.

The firefighters stood frozen in place confused as hekl.

The officers exchanged glances, unsure of what to even report.

And Abbacchio? He turned his wide, haunted eyes back to the new recruit, who was now happily sipping her drink. As if nothing had happened. As if she hadn’t just committed arson with intent and gotten away with it like it was a casual tuesday.

Let me know if you’d like anything tweaked <3

If you enjoyed this make sure to check out my other posts, and if you’d like anything specific written for a jjba character/squad you can request it if my requests are open!

[evilgenius-prower]

Hello! 💜

Just read your latest comic! I really love your Silver Parent Trap AU!!

(This ask is going to be filled with questions, lol.)

I literally thought to myself: "hm. They're (Sonic and Shadow) gonna have to tie a rope around Silver's waist or something to keep him from floating off like a balloon."

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But now that I'm thinking about it, would Silver's powers develop over time?

2. Like, for example, when Silver is a little kid, would he only be able to use his powers for short periods of time?

And, following that train of logic, his powers would develop more and get stronger as he got older, allowing himself to use them for longer periods of time and maybe to be able to control more things.

Oh! And going with that:

3. In general, would a Mobian's powers deteriorate after a certain age?

4. Or would they continue to grow stronger (as long as the person was using them consistently) until their death?

I had Shadow in mind with these last two questions (3 and 4). I know he's only half Mobian and the Ultimate Lifeform, but there's got to be limits somewhere to how much his powers can develop (...remembering he has inhibitor rings, maybe they would stop--or at least slow down--the development of his powers if powers continue to develop as one ages).

5. And could some illnesses or medical events (the deadly ones (ex: cancer and rabies (?), a stroke and a heart attack, physical or mental trauma (mainly these two!!))) cause the deterioration of powers, maybe even to a point of permanently limiting how much power one could use? Maybe even some poisons or venoms could as well!

(and adding on to the list from question 5: major depression or anxiety)

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Anyway, this was a long ask. Sorry if it hurt your brain, lol.

Have a wonderful day/night!! 💜

ok first of all that visual was too cute not to draw...

AHHHH so excited to answer all this omg ok

edit: ok i yap a LOT so imma hide this under the cut lol

1/2: Silvers powers are definitely more unpredictable when he's a baby/kid. I don't think they get stronger as he gets older, but his control of them improves. At first the powers are pretty emotions-based, so if baby silver starts laughing things start floating, or if he throws a tantrum things start breaking. But as he gets older he gets them more under control.

Also they change colors!! his telekinesis starts out more of a light blue but then turns to more of a dark teal as he ages.

3/4: i totally agree, Shadows powers don't develop infinitely. I think his powers/body can only hold up to a certain amount of chaos, and they increase until he hits that limit. At that point he has to get a stronger set of inhibitor rings--which i think don't slow the development of his powers so much as contain a set amount of chaos so he doesn't explode.

5: I would think it's like a spider man situation. (that's the best way my brain can think to explain it lol) Like emotions/depression/anxiety/mental trauma would definitely mess with both Shadow and Silvers ability to control their powers.

Silvers telekinesis requires a lot of concentration, so if he had any disease/poison/mental illness that messed with that, his powers would probably weaken or vanish completely.

And Shadow's powers, instead of weakening, would i think just spiral out of control. Even in the mental/physical trauma--those things affect him, and he is the only thing keeping all that chaos energy in check. The chaos isn't affected by trauma, but his ability to keep it in is affected. Disease-wise, though, i think the chaos mostly burns all the poison/venom/virus away. Ultimate Lifeform can't really get sick, after all.

(buuuut i do think it would be cool if certain diseases could corrupt his powers. metal-virus style).

ANYWAYS tysm for the ask!! hopefully i answered everything ok lol, have an AMAZING day/night too 💜

[tanukitsuneko-suki]

kabuto episode 7 thoughts:

- fighting in a museum. that's just like kamen rider w

- oh he's a zect member

- oh!

- actually... i have a bad feeling... i've been calling thebee mr but... is this yacchan??

- i'm kinda terrified that hiyori might die because of the vanishing fairy that kagami has in the opening credits and it's been implied that that's how hiyori draws herself in her doodles

- THEY SHOWED THEBEE'S FACE IN THE PREVIEW. BUT I AM SO BAD WITH FACES. MAX I'M SORRY 😭😭😭 I HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL THEY CALL THAT PERSON BY NAME

- HELLO PROBABLY YACCHAN

- SPAT OUT MY COFFEE DIRECTLY AFTER. IT IS YACCHAN v😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

- SHE'S TOO BEAUTIFUL!?!?!??!?!?!

- an elite... top of the class... YACCHAN IS A TERUI RYUU TYPE OF CHARACTER!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??!

- SHE'S SO PROPER

- SHE'S A STICKLER TO THE RULES!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!

- yacchan... you're too professional.....

- tendou go away for a moment i'm still cackling over how off my guess for yaguruma was

- juka's so cute i want to be her older sister so bad. can i adopt her. can i be part of the family. tendou you've had it good for so long you can retire now 🍅🍅🍅

- yacchan......

- (to tendou) this chuuni fuck 🍅🍅🍅🍅

- "what's kamen rider kabuto about" "they're supersonic insect heroes comparing tofu bowl sizes to see which one takes it home"

- them having a dick bowl measuring competition is taking me tf OUTTTTTTTT

- for a show about supersonic insects, they cook way too often. was kabuto filmed during an era when people were really into cooking shows or what

- people are dying and our two heroes are making tofu

- bro they can't pay kagami enough to keep him out of his parttime job...is zect broke or just stingy

- YACCHAN WON

- actually scratch terui ryuu, yacchan is probably closer to kagami hiiro isn't she

- he walked into a shuraba, bless his heart

- why does tendou have a stick up his ass </3 yacchan's solution is literally "let's split it in half :)" and tendou's like "fuck you"

- yacchan i am on your side

- kagami being tendou's dedicated pr team is so funny

- SHE'S SO POLITE????? YACCHAN I MISJUDGED YOU

- sorry for having a dig at their team but isn't the job of an investigation unit LITERALLY to observe patterns in cases like why does yacchan have to come in and tell them that lmfao

- foolish opinion bc we know tendou's the mc but also kagami really just considers tendou as a civilian and that's great.. very fun...

- tendou is a smart guy so i bet simpletons like kagami are fascinating to him </3

- if the pattern is different and more simple... the worms are probably only targeting people in white (since tendou's wearing white atm even if he hardly has that in his wardrobe)

- YOU CAN SEE YAGURUMA VISIBLY SIGH IN THE SUIT LMFAOOOOOOOOO

- YACCHAN'S TIRED!!! YACCHAN'S JUST TIRED!!! YACCHAN IS TIRED OF YOUR ASS TENDOU!!!!!!!!!

- good for you yacchan

[blueishspace]

Mercy of a god p6

*You are very lucky, along the path you find a bunch of berries and camelias, you think these should last for a pretty long while, you also find a sword left on the ground and decided to take it.*

Scar: Who left you here? ... Why?

*The sword, of course, doesn't answer*

Scar: Well, you are mine now.

*Just in time because soon you are attacked by cultists of the bishops... Fun*

*You manage to kill them but not without getting hit in the stomach by one of them. You lose 2 hp*

Scar: Well, that wasn't nice-

*Suddenly a figure emerges*

Solidarity: How? You died, I saw you- unless, that crown...where did you get divinity?

Scar: I-

Solidarity: It doesn't matter, you are still not going to win. Come try, I dare you.

*The figure vanishes... Well, that just happens*

*As you walk you stumble unto a man, he wears a butcher's outfit*

V.Beef: Hello there. Scar, right?

*Why does literally everyone you meet know you? How does this keep happening?*

Scar: That's the name! Who are you?

V.Beef: Vintage Beef. Say, are you up for a game?

*You almost make a comment about his name, then you remember your own and decide to shut up... Then you process his question.*

Scar: A game?

V.Beef: Yes, I've got an extra deck if you want.

*You suddenly notice the stack of cards in his hand*

Scar: I... I don't think I have the time right now, sorry.

V.Beef: Say, I could help you.

Scar: You can?

V.Beef: These cards are special you could say, draw 3 for me and choose one to come with you.

Scar: ... O ...k?

*You draw 3 cards, you have to choose one*.

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[alacants]

hello tumblr user alacants, it feels kind of cursed to be saying this on the literal day of rafa’s retirement, but i have been so Moved by the federer/juanki narratives lately and would love to hear your thoughts

hello anon please know that when i got this on the literal day of rafa's retirement i laughed aloud. perfect timing, actually!!! sorry that it took me seven weeks to answer. 😬

the tennis narratives really are sooooo interesting. like. they started out very much as equals. juanki won their first two matches. by the end of 2003—the year they both won their first grand slam titles, the year they split the channel slam—the h2h was a nice even 3-3. (and one of those was a juanki retirement.) then exactly as roger's imperial phase began, juanki fell off the cliff. like. exactly.

juanki took the atp world no. 1 ranking on september 8, 2003. on october 18, he beat roger in madrid en route to his one and only masters title. on november 3, juanki dropped to no. 2 behind andy roddick. on november 12, juanki lost to agassi in masters cup round-robin play and andy clinched the year-end ranking. on november 14, juanki lost to roger in same, bringing their h2h even for the last time. on january 30, roger beat juanki in straight sets in the aus open sf and in doing so clinched his first world no. 1 ranking, effective february 2. on february 25, juanki—holding at world no. 2—was upset in the first round of the marseille open, contracted chicken pox shortly thereafter, and did not play another tennis match until april. one year later, he was ranked no. 98. roger was still no. 1. on august 17, 2008, after 237 weeks, roger finally lost the world no. 1 spot to rafa. juanki was ranked no. 50 at the time.

and if you started watching tennis at any point between 2004 and 2022, you don't even recognize that world—i certainly don't. it's all historical archaeology. these two are living links to a vanished age, except one of them helped bury it and the other was one of the earliest casualties.

like. juanki is the warning! he is the dead body in the first act! here is this young threat who's materialized out of nowhere and he is coming to murder you. the difference is that juanki stayed murdered, and roger famously did not.

so nowadays they're looking back on the same era with similar—but not identical—rose-colored glasses. for roger, it's the first blush of success, salad days just before the golden age. for juanki, it is the golden age. and i mean, they are both romantics and nostalgists, to different degrees. juanki admires roger's tennis so much, and speaks of it in such superlatives—the best player in history, the only player who's ever made me feel inferior on the court. and, you know. i think this is also how roger thinks of his own tennis, ahaha. (I DO TOO SO IT'S FINE.) i think they really feed each other's errrrr how can i say this lovingly. appetite for recognition. you were the greatest player ever. oh, well, you were great too, we played some amazing matches. mutual validation cycle.

i think one of the big what-ifs for me is, what could the relationship/rivalry (such as it is) have looked like if it hadn't been for the chicken pox-broken rib crit. juanki was never going to be rafael nadal, but let's say he'd kept building on his momentum. let's say he was the spanish clay man for a couple years—the main obstacle standing between roger and roland garros and rome and monte carlo. or maybe he followed through on the early narrative that here was a spaniard who wasn't just a clay courter, actually—maybe there's another uso final in his future with a different ending. like, there's no question that roger would ultimately be the better and more successful player but it could have been a really interesting pre-rafa moment. anyone who would like to write this fic feel free.

(i mean for that matter, what about the fic where juanki is the repressed closet case to end all repressed closet cases and roger federer is reddit conspiracy theory manic pixie dream gay roger federer, BOY would that be some encounter c. 2003-5. sorry this is not an actual narrative, it's just a fun fic idea.) (wait what about the fic where that did happen, c. 2003-5, and though it might be 20 years in the past it's definitely played into their present day fondness. really gives some nice flavor to the shanghai final box.)

i saved this thought for the end, because much of this post is silly and this is not. but of course there's one more thing they share—the unenviable experience of losing someone very, very important to them before they'd achieved the dream. i find it hard to believe that this is something they would have talked about then, but they certainly would have known it about each other. maybe it's something they can talk about now.

[kirilune]

hihi hello!! i just found ur blog and i really enjoy your writing <3 can i request kaoru and rei with an s/o who's scared of thunder and lightning? tysm!! pls take your time and have a good day/night ^^

a/n: im sorry this took so long🥲 i literally started this the next day you sent the request but i got sick and i was so busy all week i couldn't finish it. this is kind of a scenerio?? but also headcanons? idk but i hope you enjoy it 😭❤️

|| Kaoru and Rei With a S/O Who's Scared of Thunder ⋆ ★

► Rei Sakuma

now, imagine: you're in rei's house, in a dark gothic room. it's filled with big bookshelves, and ornate chandeliers are hanging from the high ceiling. you're sitting on the dark-coloured couch, trying to warm yourself in front of the large fireplace with a cozy fire crackling in the hearth.

as you're sitting there alone, waiting for your claimed-to-be-a-vampire boyfriend to come and bring you a cup of coffee, you see a lightning strike through the window, followed by a big loud thunder.

a little scream comes out of your mouth, while the rain starts to pour heavily. you call out rei's name, but can't hear his answer because of the storm that just started.

you try to comfort yourself by wrapping your body with a blanket, but as the thunder gets louder and the rain gets heavier, the lights in the room start flickering.

with the fear surrounding your body, you feel a hand reaching to your shoulder, just about to touch you.

right before you let out yet another scream, you turn your face around just to see your dear boyfriend, smiling at you.

"oh my dear, are you afraid? sorry to keep you waiting, but i am here now. there is nothing to be scared of."

seeing rei's face already gives you comfort. he slowly sits near you, wrapping his arms around your body. you put your head on his chest, letting him gently stroke your head.

feeling his touch gives you a sense of warmth and protection. rei feels so safe to be around. you feel like the storm outside can't reach you, can't hurt you.

whenever a situation like this happens, rei usually prefers cuddling with you until the storm ends. while he hugs you tightly, he likes to chat. perhaps about your fear, so he can help you overcome it but if his beloved one doesn't want to talk about it, then that's fine. he still finds a way to make you feel comfortable.

no matter what he talks about or what he says, hearing his beautiful, soothing voice is enough for your fears to vanish away.

► Kaoru Hakaze

this time, you are both going on a walk outside, having a date. kaoru kindly holds your hand and listens to you telling him all about your day. the way he looks at you... the warmth of his gaze is enough to see how much he is in love with you.

in fact, he is so in love that he didn't even see the dark clouds coming your way in the sky.

while you guys keep walking, you feel your hair getting wet. you look at kaoru, he looks at you.

and you hear a big loud thunder.

you frightenedly jump at kaoru, hugging him so tightly that he doesn't know if he got scared because of the thunder or you.

he quickly takes off his jacket, holding it up above your head so the rain won't affect you. you both run to the nearest indoor area and start waiting for the thunderstorm to cease.

while kaoru apologises countless times for his mistake, -not checking the weather before taking you out on a date- you look at him, very disappointedly, and start to walk away. leaving him just standing there 🧍

and thaaaaaat's what kaoru was afraid you would do, but of course you didn't ^^

whenever you both run into a storm, kaoru knows you're afraid so he tries to distract you in the best way possible. he takes out his headphones so maybe you can calm down listening to music. or he sings to you, a calming melody or a song you enjoy. anything to make you feel okay.

he holds you close, giving you a gentle kiss on the lips. "don't worry" he says, "i am here with you."

kaoru is a loving, affectionate boyfriend. he wants you to feel safe with him, he wants you to know that you're loved and he won't ever leave your side.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

maggot newt pulsifer: the draw battle recap

The maggots asked and the maggots shall receive. Helloo it's the Good Omens Mascot and the uh Maggot Prince (...) anyway it's Asmi and as many of you now know, we have a Discord server. It is called The Official Maggots Server of Doom.

So far, it has lived up to its name, with discussions of whether human flesh is healthy food if locally sourced and consensual, tears about good omens, gartic phone horrors and the infamous Draw Battle Team of Valerie and Coel. If you don't have Discord or weren't there, never fear! That last Incident is the one I am here to recount to you. We all know I love summaries.

DRAMATIS PERSONAE:

Coel @dieamarjla: The Newt Puslifer Maggot, whose phone hanged, nearly burned up, closed several tabs and then gave up on him entirely Valerie @good-usernames-were-taken: His unfortunate teammate I, Asmi @weirdly-specific-but-ok: Their gleeful opponent Vanny @lxvenderjewel: My equally gleeful teammate Vel @orpiknight: Sane person cameo, joined next game Jay @voids-ideas: Joined next game Tefi @patoslover: Gleeful spectator cameo

And so we begin... with the snippets from the Discord channel as the game went on. A lot has been edited out, but rest assured, you are receiving the delicious necessities.

Valerie: GUYS IT'S STARTING Coel: its so over Valerie: COSL PLEASE DRAW Valerie: COEL Valerie: HELLO IM ON YOUR TEAM Coel: oh dear god Coel: im on phone lmao my fingers Valerie: COEL GET BACK HERE Valerie: GUESS Valerie: COEL DONT LEAVE ME KN MY OWN LIKE THIS

Valerie: NO COEL HAS FUCKING VANISHED Coel: wait wbat??

[continues below cut :")]

Coel: gonna vanish from discord cos my phone keeps refreshing my tab Valerie: coel I'm not on your team next time Coel: fair fair idk what im doi g sob Valerie: COEL GUESS Valerie: GUESS COEL Valerie: YOU WRITE WHAT YOU THINK IT IS Coel: I CANT SEE THE THING Valerie: WHAT Coel: MY TAB Valerie: OKAY COEL GET READY Valerie: WE CAN DO THIS Valerie: LETS SHOW THEM Coel: my tab is fucking frozen its stucm on round 3 Valerie: OH MY GOD Coel: im sorry ghfjgngnf Valerie: I GUESSED IT PURELY BASED ON WORD LENGTH Vel: What is happening right now. Coel: i dont know :sobbing Valerie: IM SORRY COEL

Vanny: FUCK Asmi: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Valerie: WHOS THE SUCKER NOW Vanny: WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS Vanny: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT COEL Valerie: WTF Asmi: WE ARE FAILURES OF THE LOWEST ORDER Vanny: FUCK SORRY Asmi: WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY Valerie: WHOEVER IS PLAYING FOR COEL HIGH FUCKING FIVE Asmi: WE CAN'T LOSE TO VALERIE Valerie: TF IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN Valerie: COEL?!?? Coel: link pls it crashed Coel: my phone is having seizures Coel: ghghgjgjgjk Coel: after this ill keep out of the games lmao Valerie: COEL the word is cheeks Valerie: or cheeks Coel: i cant get in bro the link just doesnt open tho theres nothing wrong w it Coel: aaaaaa

[Finally new game is initiated, Vel, terrified, agrees to join, Jay is hesitant] Jay: How much English do I need? HAHAHA Asmi: NONE IF YOU'RE PLAYING AGAINST VALERIE AND COEL IM SO HAPPY Jay: I know how to read them, write them? Idk HAHAHAHAHA Valerie: THATS A STEP UP !! Valerie: no offense coel Valerie: your were brilliant Valerie: your phone have exploded though Coel: yeah it's uncomfy warm now lmaoo Vanny: WAIT IS COEL JOINING Coel: no Valerie: HELP Coel: im literally Newton Pulsifer tonight

And a bonus...

Also, let's go back a bit to what led to this post in the first place, thanks @good-usernames-were-taken... thanks... :")

Vel: oooh we're doing a drawing game Asmi: WELL KIND OF IT'S MORE LAUGHING AT VALERIE GAME Valerie: PLEASE Valerie: SHUT UP Asmi: THERE ARE TEARS IN MY EYES GOOD GOD Tefi: Poor valerie Vanny: I'M LAUGHING SO HAD Valerie: YOU BETTER NOT MAKE A POST ABOUT THIS ON TUMBLR SHAMING ME

...wHaT cAn i sAy eXcEPt yOu'Re wElcOmE, vAlEriE?

[kikiswriting7]

Take a Chance ✵ JJK ✵ MYG - 4

✵ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook

✵Summary: Y/N just move across the world to start her University. She is paired with a roommate who is complete social butterfly and makes a bet, Y/N needs to take more chances. And at the hint of her new found friend, her social and romantic life take a dramatic turn.

✵Tags/Warnings: Smut, College AU, red flag, sexual tension. angst, dirty talking, drinking, friends with benefits, full of cliches, friends to lover, temptation

✵Notes: Hello! Sorry it took a bit longer than imagined! I am also writing my bachelor thesis together with this and its a whole lot of words hahahah Anyway hope you enjoy it and if you want to be added to the tag list please sign up on this link! (You must be over 18 ;) )

lots of love, Kiki

CHAPTER 3 - ALL FUN AND GAMES UNTIL

Jin is screaming at the TV as we play the video game he so desperately begged to play. "Seriously!? How can you be this good?! It's not fair! You said you never played it before!" He quickly restarts the game from the point where I finished, and he didn’t. I shrug it off, smirking. We've been playing every other day together, either through calls or him coming over. Normally, we play some co-op game where we can team up against what we swear are young boys, who we are sure are screaming behind every elimination point we get. But today, he wanted to try this new Mario game where we need to complete the courses against each other.

“What can I do if you keep falling over?” I say with a straight face and a side-eye when he restarts the same level we have been trying to finish for the past two and a half hours.

Jimin, sprawled on the couch next to us and entertained by his phone, just laughs off the misery of his friend, earning him a fast shush.

“Ahhh, shiiiiish,” he says, taking a deep breath before pressing play again. “You know, I think we finally found someone who's good at winning. I bet she’s better than JK….” Jimin says to no one in particular. But the one he was talking about, equally sprawled in a corner, is quick to glance his friend’s way.

“I would bet my chips on you, Dice,” Jimin says, poking my leg with the tip of his foot. The nickname, unfortunately, stuck. Not because I liked it, but because they thought it was hilarious—such a random word for a nickname. Gabi proved her point for the nickname not too many nights ago when we were at a bar and I refused to do more shots with her.

The nudge delivered by Jimin was enough to lose my timing and jump wrong, letting Jin follow on with the course.

“HA!” He jumps over the seat. “Who’s the best now?!” He is excitedly playing the game standing up now, getting the attention of the two other boys in the room.

“Clearly not her…” JK mumbles under his breath. I give him a bad look, sitting back on the couch. Not too many jumps later, Jin’s character follows suit, descending to the bottom of the screen with a sad losing music. Jimin laughs again at the situation and goes back to being on his phone.

They have been over almost every day for the last five weeks. Eli is also one that doesn’t miss an opportunity to be over. However, since Yoongi introduced Mina, he’s been a bit more distant. If he doesn’t say he’s busy trying to finish a project for whatever class he has, he vanishes, to the point that not even the others know where he went. Whenever we do get to talk, often just small talk when the others are choosing the movie, he seems to always go back to the subject of this girl in school that he thinks is adorable. Every time he mentions her, he manages to describe her loosely enough that I (Jimin, Gabi, and I) think that the only person he could be describing is me. Mina was ruled out as a suspect as she doesn’t go to the same school and doesn’t exactly fit the characteristics he keeps mentioning.

“Man, you need to jump literally two seconds earlier,” JK gets up, steals the controller from Jin, and drops in the middle of the two of us, breaking the zoning out that I was entering.

Before he presses start, he leans closer. “Sorry, but this one you're not gonna get lucky, Dice.” And turns back to face the TV.

The countdown starts, and we both get ready to try and not lose first. Even Jimin, who clearly doesn’t give a single care, sneakily puts his phone down to watch what is about to unfold.

The game starts, and we both are flawlessly jumping the boxes, each step closer to the point Jin and I couldn’t pass. Knowing the circuit better, I know when to run faster, so I end up in front of JK, who is now reaching closer and closer to the edge of the seat. Everyone is holding their breath as we both successfully pass the point where we were stuck, and we can clearly see the end of the course and the last jumps we need to make when the door slams open with an out-of-breath Gabi, breaking our concentration long enough that we cannot complete the almost-done course.

Jimin rolls his eyes. “What is it now?” he asks.

“Oh man! I have piping hot freaking tea,” she slams the door shut. “I just saw Yoongi!”

“Are you for real?” Jungkook jumps up and points to the TV. “We almost won!”

“If you let me finish, you would have the same reaction as me,” Gabi says, flicking him off. She locks eyes with me before she continues, “I saw Yoongi. With Eli. As in, them together, quite close, together.”

Jimin is now the one sitting up. “What the fuck? Are you serious?” And Gabi just nods, confirming it.

“Forget it. This is so stupid. And so what if they were together?” Jungkook sits back down next to me but receives a side-eye from all of us, without reply.

“Anyway… thought you should know that,” she looks at me and at Jimin. Us three have developed almost psychic abilities at this point. We all know now that she means that the mystery girl might, in fact, not be me, but Eli.

Jimin sits back, rubbing his temples, processing the revelation. The room falls into a heavy silence, the excitement from the game now a distant memory. Jin, sensing the tension, puts down the controller and turns to Gabi.

“Wait, are you sure it was Eli? Maybe it was someone who looked like her?”

Gabi shakes her head, her expression serious but still with wide eyes. “Oh, I’m positive. They were really close, drinking that coffee.”

I glance at Jimin, who looks back at me with an expression that mirrors my confusion and concern. Eli and Yoongi? The idea of it doesn’t sit right, but Gabi's encounter seems hard to refute.

“Maybe they’re just friends?” I suggest, trying to diffuse the situation, though I know it sounds weak.

Jin, always the peacemaker, tries to lighten the mood. “Yeah, maybe it’s just a misunderstanding. You know how Yoongi is, always friendly with everyone.”

But the seed of doubt has been planted. I can’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. Over the past few weeks, I’ve found myself growing more and more interested in Yoongi. His charm and the way he could always make me laugh—it was hard not to develop feelings. But now, knowing about him with Eli, of all people, it feels like a punch to the gut.

Jungkook, still beside me, is watching me closely. He’s  become good at reading my emotions, even when I try to hide them. He shifts a little closer, his shoulder brushing mine, offering silent support. 

Jimin, ever the skeptic, isn’t convinced. “Gabi, you sure you’re not jumping to conclusions? Yoongi’s always been a bit of a player, but this seems... different. I mean, I’m pretty sure that both of them know that you like Yoongi…”

Gabi crosses her arms, standing her ground. “I know what I saw. They were way too close to just be friends.”

The room falls silent again, each of us lost in our own thoughts. I can feel Jungkook’s eyes on me, and I know he’s worried. I can sense he wants to say something, but he holds back.

Finally, Jin sighs. “Look, sitting here speculating isn’t going to help. Plus, Jimin I might add that hes our friend for ages, so maybe lets not jump the gun here.” He says giving him a small side eye “Why don’t we do something to get our minds off this?” He suggests

Gabi nods enthusiastically. “There’s a party at this club in the city centre. We should go. It’ll be a good distraction.”

Jimin looks at me raising an eyebrow and smirking, waiting for my reaction. I take a deep breath, trying to push away the hurt. “Yeah, let’s go. Maybe a party is exactly what we need.”

As we start getting ready, the mood in the room shifts slightly. The anticipation of the party brings a sense of normalcy back, even if just temporarily. Jin and Jimin are quick to joke around, trying to lift everyone’s spirits. And starting the pre drinking that we normally do before going out. 

The drive to the party is filled with laughter and light-hearted banter, a welcome distraction from the earlier tension. When we arrive, the thumping music and the buzz of people immediately envelop us.

Inside, we try to stay together. We find ourselves mingling with the people in the middle of the club. But my mind keeps drifting back to Yoongi and Eli. I spot Jungkook across the room coming back with a few more drinks, our eyes lock. He gives me a reassuring nod, and I feel a bit more grounded.

As the night goes on, Gabi, Jimin, and I find ourselves getting progressively drunk. We take shots, laugh at stupid jokes, and dance like there’s no tomorrow. For a while, it feels good to let loose and forget about the confusion and hurt.

“Another round?” Gabi shouts over the music, holding up her cup. 

“Why not?” Jimin grins, already looking a more then just a bit buzzed.

I laugh, feeling the alcohol warm my veins. “Let’s do it!”

We clink our glasses together and down the shots, the burn of the liquor making me wince. But it’s a good kind of burn, one that makes me feel alive and carefree.

Jungkook watches from the sidelines, a small smile playing on his lips. He’s sticking to soda, playing the responsible one tonight. He catches my eye and raises his glass in a silent toast. I smile back, grateful for his steady presence.

Hours pass in a blur of music, laughter, and drinks. At some point, Gabi pulls me onto the dance floor, and we lose ourselves in the rhythm. Jimin joins us, his movements loose and carefree. We’re a trio of drunken joy, and for a moment, everything else fades away.

But then, out of the corner of my eye, I see Yoongi and not far behind, Eli. My heart sinks, and the carefree feeling evaporates.

Gabi, noticing my distraction, follows my gaze and frowns. “Ignore them,” she says, squeezing my hand. “Tonight’s about having fun.”

I nod, trying to take her advice to heart. But it’s hard to shake the image from my mind. Jungkook appears beside me, offering a gentle smile. 

“Hey, wanna get some fresh air?” he asks, trying to talk over the loud music. 

“Yeah, that sounds good,” I say, grateful for the escape.

We step outside, the cool night air a welcome relief from the stuffy, crowded club. The outside, filled with people smoking and chatting loudly in the street. 

“You okay?” Jungkook asks, his voice soft.

I shrug, definetly feeling the alcohol in my system now and dulling the edges of my emotions. “It’s fine. Its not like we had anything anyway” I try to push away the conversation that I definetly don’t want to have right now. 

He nods, understanding. “You deserve someone who sees how amazing you are.”

I look at him and raise an eyebrow. For the past weeks, he has kept to himself with the flirting. We all have been going out together and his presence ever so reasuring. I give him a small laugh and shrug away his statement. 

He smiles, his eyes warm. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol, but I swear I could see his eyes sparkle when looking back at him. My heart flutters and I definetly must be way more drunk than I thought. I need to go find Gabi. She must be drunk in a corner somehwere. 

I quickly turn around and stumble and Jungkook quickly grabs my arm to bring me back to my feet. “Should we go home? I think you had enough of party today…” he says carefully. Damn that cold feeling on my stomach. I definelty don’t feel anything for him. But why do his lips look so pink and soft? I can only imagine what they would feel like..

I shake my head snapping out of it, catching his big round eyes staring back at me. 

“No, I need to find Gabi. We always come back together.” We weave our way back through the throngs of people, the music thumping louder as we reenter the crowded club. My head is swimming, a mix of alcohol and emotions making it hard to focus. Jungkook stays close, his hand lightly resting on the small of my back, guiding me through the chaos.

As we make our way to the bar, I spot Gabi leaning heavily into Jin, laughing at something he said. Jin, ever the gentleman, is trying to keep her upright, a bemused smile on his face. Jimin is nearby, his gaze darting between Gabi and the crowd, looking slightly lost.

I manage to make my way over to Gabi, and she immediately latches onto me, her eyes bright and unfocused. “There you are! Let’s do more shots!” she exclaims, her words slurring together.

I’m about to agree when Jimin and Jungkook intervene. “Nop, no more shots for you” Jimin says firmly, gently prying Gabi off me. “You’re already drunk enough.” Jungkook nods in agreement. “Let’s get you some water instead.”

Gabi pouts but doesn’t resist much as Jimin leads her away from the bar. I giggle but I feel a twinge of disappointment, part of me wanting to keep the party going, to drown out all the emotions bubbling inside of me right now. But Jungkook’s steady presence next to me is a reminder that I will not be taking anything else tonight other then water. 

Just then, Yoongi and Eli approach our group. They don’t make it obvious that they arrived together, and no one brings it up. Yoongi’s eyes find mine, a mix of concern and something else in his gaze. Eli is by his side, but there’s a distance between them now that wasn’t there before.

“Hey,” Yoongi says, his voice calm and composed. “You guys okay?”

I nod, with a loose smile on my lips “Yeah, just trying to keep Gabi from getting too drunk.”

“I would say Jungkook and Jimin are trying to keep you both from getting more drunk” Eli jokes and I feel him tense next to me.  “It was his idea!” Gabi butts in the conversation and points to Jimin who, also drunkly, tries to steady her. 

Yoongi glances at Gabi, who is now back to happily chatting with Jimin and Jin, then back at me. “I can take you guys home if you want. I’m heading out anyway.”

We leave the club, Yoongi and Eli flanking us as we make our way to the bus stop. Gabi and Jimin are in high spirits, though their drunken state makes it clear that they’re struggling to keep their balance. Gabi leans heavily on Eli, her laughter spilling out in bursts that mix with the cool night air. Jimin, also swaying slightly, is grinning like a fool and bumping into things as we walk.

Yoongi sticks close to my side, his presence steady and reassuring. Eli occasionally glancing back at Yoongi and me.

The bus ride is a mix of awkwardness and exhaustion. I notice that Eli is starting to fidget. Gabi and Jimin are getting more out of control, their drunken antics making it hard for me to keep a clear head. I try to help them find their seats, but Gabi keeps giggling and leaning against me while Jimin slumps into the seat, his head resting against the window.

Yoongi sits beside me, his arm brushing against mine. He leans in slightly, his voice soft. “How are you holding up?”

I glance at him, appreciating his concern. “I’m okay, looking forward to get home”

He nods, a small smile on his lips.

The bus jolts to a stop, and I watch as Eli exits, waving goodbye with a slightly disheveled look. The doors close behind her, and the bus continues on its route.

By the time we reach our stop, Gabi and Jimin are both in bad shape. Jimin stumbles off the bus and as Yoongi unlocks the door, as he is the who is the most sober between all of us, Jimin pushes him aside and crashes onto the couch in the living room, his body collapsing in a heap. Gabi, somehow finding the energy, manages to make her way to her room, though she’s swaying and mumbling incoherently.

Yoongi helps me get Gabi to her bed, making sure she’s settled before turning back to me. The apartment is quiet, the noise of the night replaced by a peaceful stillness.

I make my way back to the front door, feeling a wave of sobriety wash over me as the adrenaline from the night fades. The reality of the situation hits me hard. I’m alone with Yoongi, the person I’ve been trying to understand and connect with for weeks, but was just out with one who I tought was one of my best friends here. 

“Thank you for everything tonight,” I whisper trying not wake up Jimin who was asleep not too far, I look up at him with a shy and grateful smile. 

He takes a step closer, his eyes locking onto mine. “It was my pleasure. I’m just glad you are okay.”

There’s a charged silence between us, the air heavy with unspoken words and emotions. Yoongi’s gaze drops to my lips, and I can see the desire and warmth in his eyes. Without thinking, which I can only blame the 5 shots and the many cups of wine I downed this evening, I lean in, my heart racing.

Yoongi meets me halfway, his lips capturing mine in a heated kiss. The world around us fades away as the kiss deepens, his hands finding their way to my face, holding me close. The kiss is a mix of longing and relief, a culmination of all the emotions we’ve both been holding back.

When our lips finally meet, it’s a delicate, exploratory touch—soft and hesitant, as if we’re both savoring the moment of first contact. His lips are warm and tender against mine, sending a rush of sensation that makes my heart skip a beat. The kiss deepens slowly, becoming more passionate but still gentle, as if we are both savoring the newness of the moment.

His hands move to cup my face, holding me gently but firmly, as if anchoring us both in this moment. I respond, my hands resting on his shoulders, feeling the tension and warmth of his body. The kiss becomes a dance of give-and-take, each movement smooth and synchronized.

Suddenly, Yoongi’s hands slide down from my face to my waist, pulling me closer against him. The intensity of the kiss increases, and a soft moan escapes my lips as his tongue brushes against mine, teasing and exploring. I can feel the heat radiating off him, the firmness of his chest against mine, and it sends a shiver of excitement through my body.

I run my fingers through his hair, pulling him even closer, the kiss growing more fervent. His hands roam my back, tracing patterns that make my skin tingle with anticipation. Every touch, every brush of his lips feels electric, and I’m completely lost in the sensation, in him.

We finally break apart, gasping for breath, our foreheads resting against each other. Yoongi’s eyes are dark with desire, his breathing ragged. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while,” he admits softly, his voice husky with emotion.

I nod, my heart pounding. “Me too,” I whisper, my voice barely audible over the sound of my racing heartbeat.

He smiles, a soft, genuine smile that makes my heart flutter. “I should go now. It’s late, and you need to get some rest. You’re definitely going to need some coffee tomorrow.”

I manage a small laugh, still feeling the aftershocks of our kiss. “Yeah, you’re right. Thank you, for getting us back here.”

He gives me one last, lingering look before stepping towards the door. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” I reply, watching him leave. The door closes behind him, and I’m left alone in the quiet apartment, feeling a mixture of exhilaration and nervous anticipation for what comes next.

I head back to my room, feeling completely sober now, the kiss still fresh on my lips. He’s right. I will definitely need that coffee tomorrow.

The sharp light of morning filters through the thin curtains, turning my small bedroom into a bright, albeit blurry, reality. My head is pounding with the remnants of last night’s revelry, and I feel a dull ache behind my eyes. I groan and stretch, hoping to shake off the fog that lingers from too many drinks.

I roll over to check my phone, squinting at the screen as I fumble with the brightness. The messages from Jungkook, sent in the group chat, catches my attention first, asking if we all made it back safely. Yoongi’s reply—a simple thumbs-up.

God. Yoongi. Did I actually kiss him last night? The reality of what happened last night comes crashing back. My heart skips a beat as I remember the kiss, the heat of his lips against mine, and the surge of feelings that accompanied it. The warmth of Yoongi’s touch, the intensity in his eyes—it all feels so vivid and real, despite the haze of alcohol that clearly clouded my judgment.

I sit up, shaking my head to clear the lingering grogginess. My fingers instinctively brush over my lips, still tingling from the kiss. Was it a mistake? Was it something real? The confusion and anxiety settle in as I replay the moments leading up to that kiss in my mind. The way Yoongi had looked at me, how our lips had met, the way his touch had felt.

I stumble out of bed, trying to piece together the fragments of the previous night. The sun’s rays are harsh against my eyes, magnifying the headache that pulses with each heartbeat. As I pad across the room, my reflection in the mirror catches my eye. My hair is a mess, and I look as disheveled as I feel. I reach for my phone again, scrolling through the messages to see if there’s any sign of further communication from him. But there’s nothing new.

I head to the kitchen, hoping that a strong cup of coffee will help me clear my head. The ritual of brewing coffee is a small comfort amidst the turmoil. As the aroma fills the kitchen, no matter how hard I try, my mind keeps returning to the kiss.

The way Yoongi’s lips had felt on mine was more than just a normal kiss— Had it been just the alcohol talking? Or was there something real beneath the surface? I keep replaying the moment in my head, his warm breath against my cheek, the way his fingers had cradled my face. But Gabi had seen him with Eli, not long before. 

I take a deep breath, trying to calm the whirlwind of emotions inside me. I need to talk to Yoongi, but how do I even begin with a conversation like that? What if he sees it as just a mistake, or worse, what if he regrets it? Maybe he was drunk too and might not even remember last night. 

The coffee brews slowly, giving me time to gather my thoughts. I decide to take a shower, hoping that the refreshing feel of water will help me clear my mind. As I let the hot water cascade over me, I try to focus on the present, on the routine of getting ready for the day. 

Wrapped in a towel, I check my phone again. The lack of new messages from Yoongi only heightens my anxiety. I wonder if he’s also been thinking about what happened, or if he’s already moved past it. The uncertainty is eating at me.

“Hey, thanks for last night. I was wondering if you are free later? Thought we should talk”

I hit send and put my phone down. Now, it’s a matter of waiting for his response. I hear commotion on the living room as Jimin starts to come back to himself. I prepare an extra cup of coffe and head to the living room. I drop onto the couch next to Jimin, who’s already wincing at the strong aroma of coffee. He looks as rough as I feel—his hair sticking out in odd angles, and the dark circles under his eyes making him look like he’s been through a battle.

 “Man I feel bad if you feel like how you look” Jimin grumbles, his eyes half-shut as he reaches for the coffee I’d prepared for him.

“If I were you, I’d keep quiet. You don’t look much better yourself,” I reply, trying to match his attempt at humor with my own. I lean back against the cushions, feeling the slight comfort of the soft fabric against my tired body.

Jimin takes a slow sip from his cup, grimacing as the bitter taste hits his tongue. “Ugh, I don’t even remember getting home last night. Was it really as crazy as it felt?”

“It was a pretty intense night,” I say, trying to keep my tone casual. I don’t mention the kiss, not really sure why. I blame the hungover I’m nursing. “We all made it back somehow. Gabi’s still asleep in her room.”

Jimin nods, his gaze distant as he tries to piece together fragments of the previous night. “Yeah, I remember bits and pieces. I think I saw Yoongi...”

The mention of Yoongi makes my heart race a little faster. I try to push away the nervousness and focus on Jimin’s recovery from his hangover. “Yeah, Yoongi was a real lifesaver. He helped get us home and made sure everyone was okay.”

“Oh, nice of him,” Jimin replies, his voice a bit clearer now. 

I manage a small smile and nod, though my thoughts are still consumed by the kiss and the uncertainty of where things stand between Yoongi and me. 

The sound of my phone buzzing interrupts the quiet moment. I reach for it, my heart skipping a beat as I see Yoongi’s name on the screen. I quickly open the message, hoping for some clarity.

“Hey, I’ve been thinking about last night too. I’m free this afternoon. How about we meet up and talk?”

A mix of relief and anxiety floods over me. He wants to meet and talk—this is my chance to understand what really happened between us. I take a deep breath and compose my reply.

Sounds good. How about we meet at that? I’ll see you there around 3?

I send the message and set my phone aside, feeling a slight tremor of nerves in my stomach. Meeting up with Yoongi will bring everything out into the open. I glance at Jimin, who’s now scrolling through his phone and looking slightly more awake.

“Hey, I’m heading out this afternoon to meet up with Yoongi,” I say, trying to sound nonchalant. “Do you think you’ll be up for a little while? Maybe we can catch up after I get back?”

Jimin nods, managing a weak smile. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just need to get through this coffee and maybe a nap. You go ahead. I’ll be here.”

“Thanks,” I say, feeling a touch of gratitude. “let me know if you need anything else”

I’m not surprise that we were walking up late, way past noon. I get ready, throwing some casual clothes and leave the appartment, taking my time to reach the café. The sunlight feeling oddly warm and bright as I head towards the café. The crisp air helps clear my mind a little, though the anxiety about the upcoming conversation with Yoongi lingers. I keep replaying the kiss in my mind, trying to decipher its meaning.

When I finally reach the café, I find a quiet corner table and settle in, hoping that the ambiance and the soothing music will help calm my nerves. I order a drink and wait, my thoughts a whirlwind of anticipation. 

Yoongi arrives right on time, looking casual but put-together. He spots me and gives a small wave as he walks over, looking not at all bothered by anything. Why do I have a feeling this might go south?

“Hey,” he says as he approaches, taking a seat across from me. “Thanks for meeting up.”

“Of course,” I reply, trying to keep my voice steady. “I thought it was important we talk.”

We both sit in silence for a moment, the weight of the kiss hanging between us. Finally, Yoongi breaks the silence, his voice low and sincere.

“I’ve been thinking about last night a lot,” he starts, looking directly into my eyes. “I really felt something when we kissed,” he had said, and I could see the sincerity in his eyes. But then, he had added, “But I’m not looking for anything serious right now. So I would appreciate if we could keep it low what happened.”

Yoongi’s words hang in the air, and for a moment, the world around me seems to blur. The warm café, the chatter of other patrons, the gentle hum of the coffee machine—all fade as I focus on the unexpected turn in his confession

His expression is a mix of apprehension and regret, as if he’s bracing himself for my reaction. I sit there, trying to process the weight of his words. The initial rush of relief I felt when I saw his message this morning feels like a distant memory. The knot in my stomach tightens as I grapple with the reality of what he’s saying.

I’m still silent, struggling to articulate my thoughts. The brief silence feels interminable, filled with the noise of my own racing heartbeat and the hum of the café around us. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves.

“I’m ok with that.” I try to brush it off even though the only thing in my mind was that damn kiss. He still seems tense. “I mean it was just a moment of…intensity. You just want to forget what happened?” I ask him

Yoongi’s gaze drops to his hands, fidgeting with the edge of the napkin on the table. “Not exactly forget. More like…keep it as a moment that happened between us, but not let it change things or complicate what we have right now.”

I nod slowly, the disappointment settling heavily in my chest. “I understand. I guess I should’ve expected something like this. I mean, we were both drunk”

We sit in silence for a moment, the initial tension easing slightly as we both process the conversation. Yoongi takes a sip of his coffee, and I try to find solace in the soothing ambiance of the café.

Finally, I’m the one to break the silence. “Do you want to talk about something else? Or maybe just…hang out for a bit?”

“Uh, actually I’m a bit busy today. Maybe another day?”

I nod, trying not show the dissapointment that is brewing inside. 

“Yup. Thanks for the talk today!” I say to him and he quickly finishes his drink and gets ready to leave.

Yoongi finishes his coffee quickly and stands up, his movements a little too eager as if he’s anxious to leave. He offers me a quick, somewhat awkward smile before gathering his things.

“Thanks for being chill about it,” he says, his voice filled with genuine relief. “I’ll text you later!”

I manage a small, forced smile in return. “Yup. Thanks for the talk today!” I watch him as he heads out, the door chiming softly behind him. The café feels emptier now, the absence of his presence leaving a noticeable gap.

As the door closes, the reality of our conversation settles heavily in my chest. I stare down at the remnants of my coffee, the once comforting aroma now a bitter reminder of our discussion. The weight of his words, the certainty of his boundaries, and the palpable sense of finality hang around me like a shroud.

The quiet of the café feels almost oppressive now, the gentle murmur of conversations and the clinking of cups a distant background noise. I glance around, feeling disconnected from the world outside, lost in the aftermath of our conversation.

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my swirling emotions. I had hoped for more clarity, a resolution that would either move us forward or let me put the past behind me. Instead, I’m left with an uneasy acceptance of the boundaries Yoongi has set. It feels like a door closing softly, leaving me in a limbo between hope and resignation.

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[jenanigans1207]

Long post is about to be long! But below the cut is all the squares I’ve made so far for my Castiel blanket and any explanations associated with them!

1 & 2: the bloody hand print and the hand print scar

3: Cas’s tie, on a white background for his dress shirt. If I have time to redo it before I meet Misha, I’ll probably redo it with a dark diamond at the bottom to make it look like the tie is backwards!

4: speech bubble saying “Hello, Dean” on a green background for Dean himself

5. Meant to be the scene of the falling stars/falling angels when the gates of heaven were locked and all the angels were kicked out

6: Sorry game piece from that time Cas was crazy! The game piece is green (Dean) and the word ‘sorry’ is written in the blue (Cas)

7: sunshine for the classic “mornin’ sunshine”

8: pb&j with grape jelly specifically :)

9: the angel vanishing sigil in red (blood) on tan (flesh) for that time Cas literally carved it into his chest/stomach

10: the sigil used to open purgatory in red (blood) on grey (stone wall)

11. Excerpt from the Angel tablet with the sigils in white to appear as if they’re glowing.

[thechiffofalltime]

Hello Chiff! It’s me, a milgram sideblog, the milgram sideblog, 396, that one, the Mahiru fan, anonymously cause I kinda prefer to hide my main even if I do a terrible job at that. You drew me a Mahiru! Or just a Mahiru nonetheless. And my, a Mahiru she is! I really love your art, also your handwriting ig? I hope that doesn’t sound weird, I just like the choice to put cursive wording and phrases on the straps it adds detail, like info, a reference, and there it fit the composition of that picture really well. I often put short words in binary on them.

I don’t know if I was the one it was intended for, I was sure I followed you before that post. It was kinda to be like “I’m the sideblog of that person”, I didn’t know if you knew that sideblogs can’t like posts and stuff. Even so, I didn’t want you to feel like I was just being weird hehe. Sorry for assuming ig!

As a compensation, palette cleanser, housewarming gift or whatever you want really, I give you this silly dumb dumb ask. See, I’ve just got a sneaking suspicion you might like the hit deco*27 song android girl, and as a certified voca-knowledge-collector, personal milgram-cover-discoverer, and a “AH SHOOT ITS HARUKA’S BIRTHDAY I SHOULD REALLY KNOW THIS SONG BY NOW” sayer, uh, I should really know this song by now. And I thought you’d be interested in my reaction :3 also including the haruka cover :3

You can decide how you want to react to this, if at all, this is just something I thought you’d be interested in. You don’t have to rush to read it or anything. It’s just like. Here.

Going into it I expect this song to have lore if it at least has a character. It’s been on my radar for a while and of course it’s the name of the album so it seems important, and I’d like to know who the girl in the album cover is too. I’ve heard the haruka cover once before, but havent read the lyrics and don’t know the story or its dynamics. The girl looks to be wearing a similar thing from otome kaibou?

I should stop guessing aimlessly. I’m gonna listen to it now…

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OH MY GOD OKAY THAT WAS A LOT I’m gonna have to make bullet points

- I obviously have no clue what I’m talking about so feel free to correct me haha, sorry if this is all so wrong it’s annoying

- much more interesting after understanding the story I will say, unfortunately I’ve grown up on the project diva MV and live concert motion of two breaths walking so it didn’t hit as hard as it could have the first time-

- I LOVE the design of android girl, like her red sock shoe things are really nice, I wanna draw her but I don’t have the time atm

- I also like the choice of yellow in yuuki’s design

- that scene where he has the blanket over his head really reminds me of Vanish by guchiry if that means anything to you. Kinda looks like a veil

- I love how the art is just like a Milgram MV haha, I found Yuuki reminded me physically of Kazui in a lot of scenes

- I like the theme of reloading, and that it’s eternal, but can be perceived as having an ending

- I like how we don’t see android girl’s eyes at the end, maybe something is finally different there, even if the lyrics contradict that.

- I understand that Niina and the android girl are the same character right, I’m just referring to their different designs. The android girl is entirely a metaphor I’m pretty sure, and that in their reality she’d look the same as niina

- though I do like the idea that niina built/hired a robot to go attack her kinda abusive bf/ex bf.

- I love how she literally shuts down out of seemingly guilt each time, I’m guessing it’s because yuuki plays the victim but I’m wouldn’t be surprised if after all that manipulation she’s the one causing it herself.

- and she isn’t reloading to change herself and be exactly what he wants, at least not anymore, she’s now realised that doesn’t work, reflected by her immediately attacking him in every incarnation in this MV

- it’s definitely a slow building guilt on yuuki’s part, an accumulation, I like kinda sympathise but I think it’s because it’s really cool to see a girlboss get the exact revenge she deserves

- it hits close to home, but in my case I think its because it’s so good that I want it to-

- like I’d be yuuki in that situation I think, but if I were given a taste of my own medicine I think I’d enjoy it, that might be because I’m deluded

- I think if he knew it was coming like that, yuuki would have thought the same thing, bad people don’t realise they’re bad people, and that’s why it hits him so hard at the end when he sees himself

- I like how the MV makes you see it from his pov instead of automatically demonising him, again, bad people are ordinary people too, they’ll look appealing

- and it shows how niina can still see the goodness in him, and understand his perspective where he meets himself at the very end

- the difference between the young him, who was having fun unintentionally abusing, and the reformed/constantly reforming android girl, hating it, or maybe so focused on executing that she feels nothing it all, maybe numbed by the relationship, but surely, all intentionally

- I love that ending scene, so many call-backs to two breaths walking

- and how niina herself, when she looks like herself, isnt the one angry. It’s like all she should do now is rest. Ig.

- I don’t quite understand the book, some comments referred to it as a manual for how to be in love/love the other person, I saw it just as whoever had the control in the relationship, or maybe just over niina, since niina herself should, and yuuki took it from her. Suppose it’s knowledge? About love, herself, anything? Guessing it’s up for interpretation

- I really like that about this too. There are other deco songs that have storylines, MVs like this, are up for interpretation but because there’s more then one song to go off here it really feels like two acts of a play, so any idea about one song could be applied to or give a new meaning to the other.

- like I had wondered if two breaths walking was from yuuki’s perspective, I don’t think it is but it’s nice that I can wonder that, and ponder if it’s because they’re so toxic that one perspective served as being from the two of them. Stuff like that.

- again I really like that final chorus, it ties the whole saga in a beautifully messy bow. I really like the build up to it too, I pictured android girl getting ready for this massive attack.

- I also don’t quite get why she was breaking right before? I mean, I wouldn’t blame her after being hurt so many times. Maybe to shock yuuki, make him think he’s won and suddenly launch? Or maybe to give him time to realise who she is and her intentions, his wrongdoings, everything? Or he was still actively hurting her? I suppose he always would be, even in her weakest moment she got back up though. And there’s another heart-clenching idea that she was trying to hurt herself, which really pangs when you see her true form nearly defeated with knife in her hand. Incredible artistry.

- oh yeah and how could I forget the scissors from mozaik role! I’m guessing that’s something like her bringing up his own actions and finally making him reflect on them, or at least trying to, since that’s the theme of that song, self reflection and reapproach, I’m pretty sure.

- and it was so cool seeing the other album cover’s referenced!

- I also just generally love the vibe of the stuff thrown around, the pictures, the headphones, it’s why I love two breaths walking so much.

- my only criticism is that I wish it’s title or thumbnail was more obviously a reference to two breaths walking, mostly because then I wouldn’t have ignored this song for so long with literal years of not understanding two breaths walking. I suppose that would take away from the shock that it’s related to the song from ten years ago. It all hits so much harder now haha, I like how two breaths walking clearly isn’t okay okay or stable but it’s still such and anthem to me and makes me so happy, its a period in a toxic relationship where the toxicity hasn’t been realised or attacked yet, and there’s such love and yearning in it. But it all erupts in android girl of course. The difference between the colours chosen in their respective MVs too, like how much darker and messier two breaths walking either walking is because it’s during such an abusive part of the relationship…

- musically it’s nothing special, it’s everything it needs to be and that’s great, I hope that doesn’t also sound like a criticism. But listening to this will mostly be for the love of the story and the characters, which kinda means I’ll be listening to it a lot, and in that case I’ll probably notice things and come to love it.

- the lyrics are perfect too, they really knew what they were doing, what references to make, what to bring up and at which part of the song. But the MV was my favourite part.

- it didn’t feel like the original two breaths walking either, but it does feel like the reloaded, which is what it needs I suppose. It’ll probably make me like the reloaded way more. It also feels like just one way of continuing two breaths walking, not that it needed it imo, but out of retribution for niina. I prefer the original two breaths walking the most any day, but I’m glad this is cannon ending ig, hoping it’s happy. I suppose I wish there were more android aspects in two breaths walking, to make it feel properly consistent, but I like to see the power of change too, and if the metaphor fits their story then it may as well be it itself. But I doubt this was the intended direction of two breaths walking from the get go. But I think that’s what the reloaded two breaths walking is for, and I appreciate it for that.

- developing a very stupid misinformed theory that every song on android girl is a continuation of two breaths walking, each with a different ending, android girl beong the true ending and title of the whole album… (this is a joke)

- I’d also kinda like it to have more androidy aspects itself hehe, really hone in on that vibe. I understand why it didn’t (for that consistency ig) so it’s okay.

- it’s annoying cause I’m sure I’ve forgotten something…

- rereading the lyrics during Haruka’s cover I see how there’s definitely more consideration for yuuki in the lyrics thdn the MV made me think, at least in the first verse. It ties into the whole identity aspect, since there’s a few “we” lines the perspective is only just becoming unfused ig. And I get the vibe the android girl is thinking she’s doing something wrong :(

- you’re in love with her right? I’m pretty sure you just see them as the same human person but I wondered if not. Like do you picture her shutting off with you like she does in the MV? Well I’m guessing android girl wouldn’t be there with you assuming you’d treat the too of them much nicer. If you’re comfortable answering, that is.

As for the haruka cover…

- i like this more then the original, actually

- I would say musically but there isn’t really much too it, this cover doesn’t really take much anything away from the original to me, I think the way it was repurposed was great

- I LOVE his vocals and I wasn’t any more fussed about the instrumental until the second verse and then the instrumental section/bridge. I love the way it breaks! And I love the filter on his voice and the way he sings them in the second verse, and all the other lines he puts emphasis on of course! His yurusanai and his last line oughghg. I will try listen to the original more, at least for now, so I can still be fond of it over this cover haha.

- the best part for me though, and I felt this in my second watch of it (I watched it thrice), the idea that haruka gets retribution? Realising that his mother never loved him and treating her with the same abuse? Or maybe it’s towards es or muu? I don’t know literally whatever makes my boy happy, because I know him more than niina or yuuki I really liked it for that. I want him to feel empowered, and protected, like niina and android girl.

- I don’t know if this contributed to his guilty vote, I suppose it’s because violence is never the answer and his victim was completely unrelated…

- maybe it’s for his heaven. For if he were to meet any abusive relatives. Or maybe it’s from the perspective of him as a ghost haunting them. Idk. That’s the issue it’s that I don’t see where it’d fit in his story. I do wonder if it is about muu, maybe killing himself and it being kind of her fault (for attaching to him in the first place, or being so certain she’d get away in t2, which would be hypocritical but I still love him). Haruka only realising his death was subconsciously to hurt muu after he dies or something… I mean, his cover if two breaths walking hopefully isn’t about muu imo. So assuming it is his parents, ig it’s when he gives himself the freedom to dislike them. I think about what medicine exactly he would be giving them a taste of, because whatever it was it surely didn’t work as he started to kill other things, unless of course, this was afterward. Mayve they’d kill things precious to him. Maybe they were just concepts that disappeared. Maybe life would, by accident or just because that’s the way of life. And because he’s dependent, at least he wants to be, he’d blame them for the lack of whatever. And honestly that makes sense, most if things that haruka lacks is kinda their fault. Like unconditional love given to him. So Haruka began taking away things precious to them too. And that’s the revenge? He probably wouldn’t be aware of that himself though. Aaaugh I’m rambling sorry I’m a bit tired sorry-

- the vibes fit so well too, I mean back to android girl, the child scene with all the crayons and drawings ough it’s perfect like eveb the headphones I picture as like ear defenders? I mean that’s my personal harukun headcannon

- suppose everyone knew android girl would be his second cover song then, so I’m wondering if the lack of a third song in this storyline was to hint at his demise. I mean the haruka yume yume cover stays strong in my heart but eh

- yeah no, perfect pick for him. Even if idk what to picture. Again, I like the versatility. And I know covers canonically aren’t anything but still. I’m glad they completed his version of this storyline even if we don’t get to see exactly how I panned out for him. I’m just happy he stays strong and fights for his retribution. I’m happy that he knows and believes he deserves it. But he also murdered a child so what really do I know.

Thank you for reading! Again, I’ll remind you of that bit in bold. I literally don’t expect anything in return, but if you wanna go ahead. Like I’m sure I’ve gotten lots of things VERY wrong. But yeah uh, congrats, in turned out way longer then expected so you need a pat on the back for reading haha. Sorry that it’s quite daunting too. I’ve mostly certainly been repetitive in my wording, rambled (MY GOD HAVE I RAMBLED), made spelling mistakes and typos and gotten and least some part of the lore very wrong. I mean I should probably properly apologise for sympathising with yuuki that’s the worst bit-

Yours sincerely, whatever that means, in the kindest way possible, @a-milgram-sideblog-396

I’m sorry if this was a bother! I also did not proofread this. Very sorry.

AAAA TYSM!!

ive been rlly sick so i couldnt answer.. smhw listening to android girl nade me feel better...

theres actually a two breaths walking novel!! its split into 3 diff stories (neither of which are canon to the song) and my lovely sister who DOESNT strangle me, went hunting to read it (only found the first part).

As for the haruka cover, i LOVE both the og and thr cover bcs they both express different emotions, like how miku has that robotic voice while Shun Horie throws emotion into it.

also ty for liking my art!!

(I couldve yapped more im js lazy)

[kuramassss]

Hello! I saw you wanna write something with LeBlanc from League of Legends!

Can I request LeBlanc x affectionate female reader?

What would her reaction be to innocent hand holding, hugs and little kisses? Do you think she likes cuddles? :3

Sending u so much love!

First of all, thank you so much for the request, means alot. Second, sorry if this isn't good or if have some english erros, was literally the first request i did!

LEBLANC X AFFECTIONATE FEMALE READER

Leblanc always saw you like an rare diamond, that only HER can have or touch, she's a busy woman, but always find some little time to expend with you.

She also likes you because of your persistance, you took so much time to conquer her, that even she admire it.

in the beggining, she thought of you...like, a distraction from work and all the pain of dealing with that dumbs Noxus generals her have to make meetings ever week.

After sometime trying day after day, you manage to mealt her cold old heart, now, she likes to cuddle with you, even let you sleep on her lap.

She lived most of her life, in an veeery old an luxury temple/palace somewhere hide of everyone, only you knew it where it is, when she needed someone to got there, she sends a guide, most of they, being students of the Black Rose.

Her let you very free on the palace, in her mind, was funny, almost...cute, she can say, see you discovering and being all curious around the old objects of the palace, you always runs to her and asks if she knew the object history.

This day, was something between 19:30 or 20PM, you stayed home because of a fight that ended...very bad on your job, Leblanc other side, had to go to her reunions of week.

And...was simple as it looks, you got bored very fast, wasn't explained by her, but she is VERY old, much, much more than you, even more than Noxus herself.

you always explored all the rooms on palace, reading, touching etc.

But there's one room, that she said with every word to you not enter.

And guess what? That day you decided to get there...

Scared that can be coming back from work, you go fast, but step by step still, and there you were in front of the big wood door.

You open it and got inside, was...amazing, all the walls was filled with blood red color, the objects made of gold, almost like a noble live there. the room was a little dark, still, you manage to saw a little lighting on a wood table, that was filled with weird objects and alot of papers that some has the same level of weird drawns.

The moment you decided to look what was write on one of the papers...BAM! The door closed suddenly, and the little lighting you was using was vanished by darkness, not just this, you got grabbed by big golden chains.

They grabbed your neck, body, legs and hands.

The thing about LB, is that, she always two steps ahead of everyone, she ALWAYS know what people are thinking....and she includes you.

you hearded, that laugh...that iconic voice you knew soo well.

But everything was so dark, you barely can see a thing.

Leblanc- Oh, look what the bird gave me, hm~

She said looking to you that was in air holded by the chains, you, still cannot see her, only hear.

Was then, you felt, her cold, and too hot hands on your face, she brings you to her level, but still on chains, now you was able to see her face very close, her black nails and hands on your cheek.

-Love, i swear i wasn't-

She cuts you with a wave of her hand, making some kind of a gold tape that covers your mouth.

Then, she speaks again...

-I thought i was very clear, little bird, when i said to not enter here, well...now, you gonna have to face the consequences of your choices, aren't you?

She says passing her hands on your hair, and after that she snaps her finger and you got teleport to the bedroom, some seconds later, you started to pass out. Your vision starts to get dark, the last thing you saw, was her, removing her cloak.

[thekenikaridevblog]

Hello everyone! Sorry for vanishing off the face of the earth when it comes to dev updates on this blog. I've been focusing a lot on art fight but still I Very Much missed the once-every-two-weeks update schedule even before july, and for that I apologise

Anyways, I wanted to change a bit how these work

So far, with the post with the Mastermind singing in spanish gif, I was tracking the progress of the full 1.2 chapter. This made it a bit unencouraging because even though I did make progress, it still felt like it was a long way off (which it is don't get me wrong) with how slowly the numbers went up

So I decided I would cut the "end goal" of the updates for now to something more small and manageable and make it feel like it's being done faster. 1.2 was meant to be for days 2, 3, and a bit of 4 of the death game. Since my progress is incredibly linear (by which I mean I make stuff as it happens in the story and I don't work on something that happens on day 3, then on CGs of day 2, then write dialogue of day 4, so on) I have literally only done stuff of day 2.

So I decided that these updates for now will only track the progress of day 2! (I'm also planning on finally showing it to beta testers once it's done, so that's an important milestone, but I won't officially release it until I'm done with days 3 and 4, sorry yall)

So yeah, numbers have changed a lot

Backgrounds (0/0)

Tilesets (1/1)

Normal CGs (4/7)

Dialogue (35%)

New character sprites (5/4) (I still need to do one, I went overboard with other sprites that won't show up in this day)

Cutscenes (0/0)

Free time events (0/0) (there won't be any in this day)

Music (1/?)

[bigtitygothgf]

Hello can I request about husband Viktor x wife reader, a fluffy one what if her wife found a cure to Viktor and he didn't become a cyborg

Omg yess I love that >:))

I promised that everything would be okay,didn't i?

Warnings: very fluffy<3

Fem reader

Sfw

Being from the undercity meant their was toxic chemicals in air. Air that caused major illness down the line. Your husband was one of the unfortunate folk who got I'll from it. Not to mention he was born weak and had to use a walking stick to get around. You always found your self worried about what the future might hold for him.

You would spend hours, days, weeks even trying to figure out a cure not just for your husband but for anyone else in need of such treatment, but mainly for him. Vicktor would be constantly worried about your health. You would reasure him that you were taking breaks in between those many draining hours of research. Wich wasn't really that far off from the truth.

One cold early morning, your lovely husband was taking in some much needed rest in your shared bed upstsirs, but you on the other hand were downstairs in your lab. When It clicked. Everything made sense, and you figured it out. Jumping of your seat and hastily taking off you lab coat and golves your rushed up the stairs and into your guys room basically kicking downstairs the door down.

"VIKTOR WAKE UP!" you shouted. A very panicked viktor sat up(very quickly might I add) looking at you with a worried expression "WhAt happEnd are you okay?!" He quickly yelled. Still very tired himself he would groggely look back at you and noticed the excitement in your face. Effectively calming him down. You couldn't possibly contain all the excitement you had about your newly found discovery. "You cannot believe what I just figured out dear!" You exclaimed joyfully.

"What n/n? What did figure out?" He questioned, still a bit worried. You were basically jumping in place. "I was able to find a cure!" You shouted excitedly. Your husband look a bit confused, "a cure? A cure for wha–" he couldn't even finish his sentence before you interrupted him. "I, YOUR AMAZING WIFE FOUND A CURE TO YOUR STARNGE ILLNESS!!" You shouted, tightly hugging him. Viktor was in disbelief, after 10 year of you researching his illness, you finally manged to find a cure.

Tears brimmed his eyes. Viktor wrapped his frail arms around you, hugging you as tight as he could. Small sobs escaped him, he always worried about you. He was afraid of falling in love with you because he knew he only had so much time, and all of the weight on his shoulders suddenly vanished at your words.

His treatment started shortly after, the treatment was supposed to last a month at best. This was to ensure the best results. The month passed, and you finally were able to bring Viktor back home. Viktor was seated in your spacious living room, you on the other hand were returning from the kitchen, holding two cups of coffee. One for your husband and yourself. You carefully handed the cup to your husband, him receiving it.

"I can't thank you enough, my love. You have showed me so much through our relationship and you have yet to surprise me..so thank you for saving me" he smiled greatfully. You chuckled lovingly, taking a seat next to him and leaned into his warmth "Well, I promised that everything would be okay, didn't I?"

☆ I am so sorry that this took so long, it literally took me years, but I loved writing this<3