#the one i got is cute but i don't have a picture of it...

[harmless-variety-of-garden-snake]

For the kids make me write thingy, bucktommy 33? ❤️

(...forcefully)

Okay the typo made me smile so this is the goofy bullshit you're getting I'm so sorry.

This isn't how Tommy pictured his wedding day. For one, he wasn't picturing a tiara. For another, he'd always imagined he'd be wearing a tux or a suit and not a t-shirt that defines a helicopter pilot as "someone who does precision guesswork based on unreliable data provided by those of questionable knowledge."

To be fair, the officiant was also usually not a determined four-year-old wearing butterfly wings and a Spider-Man costume.

Really, the only thing that's matching up is the fact that he's sitting across from a smiling Evan, who is wearing a bow tie, but it's a clip-on resting on one of Tommy's Harbor shirts.

Also, the ring-bearer is a drooling Kevin, who's sitting in his bouncy chair and mashing Gerber Puffs into his mouth. That one's close to the fantasy, at least.

"Now, kiss!" Jee demands. "Or you're not married."

Tommy leans in and pecks Evan on the lips, and there's a huff of displeasure.

"No, real kiss!"

Yeah, okay, she's in a bossy phase. At least it's a cute bossy phase. Her cheeks get all puffed out when she pouts.

Evan bites back a smile before grabbing Tommy by the face and mashing their lips together for a long moment. It's not sexy, it's not even tender, but it's going to make the top ten list based on the fact that neither of them can stop smiling.

"Okay, that's too long," Jee says, patting Tommy's elbow. "You can stop."

Tommy sits back and reaches up to straighten his precariously perched tiara. "Sorry, we got a little carried away. Do we get to have a party now?"

"No," she says solemnly, dragging her brother's chair forward. "Now you have to take care of your baby."

"I thought this was your baby," Evan reminds her.

She stands up and brushes invisible lint off her costume. "No, he's yours now. I'm gonna go potty."

She toddles off, and Tommy looks down at Kevin and then up at Evan. "Well, I didn't think it would happen like this, but at least he's cute."

Evan brushes crumbs off Kevin's onesie and lifts the baby out of the chair, kissing his chubby cheeks. "I don't think Maddie's going to be onboard with it, but we can turn the office into a nursery. Isn't that right?"

Tommy rests a hand on the baby's back and leans in to kiss his cheek and then Evan's, his heart exploding behind his sternum when Evan's smile widens at the touch of his lips.

[pantiesandpamperssissypart2]

"There we go! Your first diaper of the rest of your life!"

His new daddy had done one side of the tapes, his new mommy the other. And it was when those final tapes were fastened and a possessive pat of his sissy diapered crotch given that the sissy burst into tears. Real, heaving, pathetic tears. He'd thrown away his life and what lay ahead? Diapers and degradation.

"Oh, sissy, it's okay. There there," his daddy said now, stuffing a pink pacifier in the faggot's mouth to try and soothe him, though it did anything but. "This is the start of your new life! Just think. You will never ever use a toilet again."

"Because if you do," his mommy now chimed in, "we're going to take you to a doctor friend and chop off your peepee. No warnings. You use the toilet once, it's gone."

More tears.

"Mommy's just kidding!" daddy reassured. "We would never. Right, Mommy? Tell sissy you're just kidding."

"I'm kidding, sissy. Not really. Maybe."

"Don't worry, you won't even have freedom to use the toilet," daddy continued. "Mommy and daddy will be with you all the time. Making sure you use your diapers like a good baby. And if we're not around one of your sitters will be. We've got hot girls, fat old men, cute trannies, a whole stable of sissy sitters who can't wait to watch our new slave. And one day soon you won't even know you're going poopoo or peepee in your Pampers, it'll just come out and mommy or daddy will check you and change you wherever we want: home, the park, the mall, your parents living room floor, wherever."

Oh boy, talk of his parents brought more tears.

"Now, sissy. We're going to get you into one of your cute sissy dresses and go to your old work, k? I know they fired you when they got those pictures of you dressed but your old boss said it was okay if we brought you by to say goodbye to everyone since it was so abrupt. Won't that be fun! All your old work crushes seeing their favorite guy coworker sissified and in his Pampers? Huh? Maybe mommy can change you on a conference table, right there in front of everyone? Show them your shaved 1-inch clitty? And your pissy Pampers?"

More tears.

Lots of tears to come as his new sissy life in diapers began.

[r0-boat]

For last night's stream we streamed a cute little dating sin called "I JUST WANT TO BE SINGLE!!"

It was a game cast of mostly girls even the MC and it was very cute.

As you may not or may already know I have a challenge where every after stream I do I make a drabble or headcanons or any writing based on the game I've played! And since the dating sim was very generic at school transfer student I thought I would do the same with WHB!

So enjoy being the human transfer student at an all demon school.

What in hell is bad? Seven Kings X transfer student

Whb high school AU

Mammon's Dad is alive, Solomon is your father these devils are younger than in the Canon games. Strictly an AU for fun silly purposes. All people are adults I don't specify if it's a high school or a college, but if it helps you sleep at night it's college. Solomon is one of those cool teachers that every student loves, Solomon isn't the best father but he is trying.

Cw: very silly, sfw but suggestive, cliche, some mention of sex because of you know who.

Intro:

What the fuck???

Three words screamed into your mind as you look on at the building that was supposedly your school It looked less like a school building and more like a castle. It's even look like the universities all your friends got accepted in. It looked more than that. Like how we would picture a top college like Yale or Harvard would look like if you've never seen or even heard of it before.

You knew that mysterious all expenses paid scholarship was a bad idea. But it wasn't a prank fine print was fine print. And the icing on the cake. Your father Solomon I would never home because of work was the one who sent you the letter.

Whatever they saw in you must be damn good to be able to get a fucking scholarship and a school that looks like this. The courtyard was utterly deserted signaling that everyone was probably already in their classes. You sigh as you walk over to the huge gated fence slowly and struggling to push the giant iron Gates open enough for you to squeeze by. Seriously who the hell are these gates designed for prisoners?!

But as soon as you stepped through the door this school was a different place entirely. It looked so orderly and clean on the outside but on the inside... It looks like a war zone. Cracks and holes in the floor boarded up windows with broken glass scattered about. The place wreaked of cigarettes and weed and alcohol. Just what kind of school was this??

You would soon get your answer when you stepped into your classroom. Handsome yet dangerous looking men stared at you sharp teeth sharp eyes and even sharper horns that adorned their head.

Devils?!

As the teacher also a devil with a tail that fully moved in such a way that you ruled out the possibility of it being fake introduced you.

"This will be our first human transfer student in a long time! And from then on... You're peaceful school life would never be the same.

Satan

Captain of devil's football (cavalry as they call it), His seating is at the back of the room, and it just so happened that next to him was the only open seat. He stared at you intensely with a scary look, with those red eyes piercing into your very soul. Your heart is pounding as you turn over with a timid smile. "H-hey..." But the devil said nothing as he continued the stair. It was like this for a while until he finally said, "yer a human right?" The word stumbled out of you immediately: "Yes!" The devil studies you for a second but a smile widens as he points "I know you! Your Mr Solomon's kid!" Hearing your dad's name you whip your head around "What? Solomon? You know him??" Satan's toothy grin goes wider "fuck yeah I do He's awesome! I never knew you had a kid though! I wonder why...." You didn't know what else to say if your dad was here you natural you had an urge to go see him when he turned to certain age to be on your own he showed up less and less so it was really hard to get into stay in one place. But Satan's energetic words cuts off your train of thought "You're definitely not going to survive here!" You must choked on your own spit. Yeah no shit Sherlock You kind of known from the moment you walked in but still it was just a shocking to hear it from someone else. "Oh yeah especially since your Solomon's child! Everyone's going to be drooling over you. Nah fuck that I'm going to protect you." He grinded his teeth at the mere mentioned And he just decided this instantly no rhyme or reason not that you think anyway. And he was true to his word a lot more than you thought because they were way too many devils that Satan had to show away That being said he didn't even like his own teammates getting too close It kind of sucked if you wanted to make new friends but I guess having scary dog privileges does help if you want to avoid not so nice people. In your short time of knowing Satan you've learned few things One of them being he had a short temper and once he blew his top he exploded like a volcano. Out of sheer anger he picked up a desk and hurdled it at a devil smashing the wall in process. Now you can see why your classmates called him "Lord of Wrath."

Mammon

You met him when he saw a crowd in the schoolyard. You've had extra free time to kill since Satan's desk-throwing stunt blew a hole into the wall of the classroom, which means an hour of free time. The group of devils gathered Drew your curiosity for you to come closer. When you pushed through the crowd you saw a man sitting on a bench He was sculpted like a rugged a mountain His muscular arms folded His legs crossed with a smirk on his face You finally were able to focus on the words they were saying "Lord of Greed something I want to buy but I can't afford-" , "say no more... Say the amount and you may have it"

"Lord of Greed those rings look so gorgeous where did you get them?!"

"Oh these cheap things? Meh the solid gold can't remember how many carrots off the top of my head but if you want it knock yourself out... They're not the best in my collection and honestly been wanting to get rid of them for a while." He looked so casual just taking off a gold ring and tossing it to the devil who asked as if these rings were worth mere pennies to him. That's when his eyes fell upon mine. His smile widened as he scooted to the right opening a seat for me "Oh? You're that human. Come sit with me." As all eyes were on you in an instant peer pressure crushed under your weight like a styrofoam cup as you shuffle toward him as if he was a god and you were a mere peasant.

As soon as you sat down his He leaned back and forth his eyes sculpting you just like a certain devil this morning before saying. "Hm... I like you, You're mine now."

"Excuse me... " You didn't realize you said it out loud until the devil chuckles "I said I like you and I own things that I like... I think humans call it 'relationship' I'm not really familiar with human courting. But you are mine now and I guess That means I am yours too." The group of devils around you too eyes widen like saucers. You had no idea what's going on as the devil's around you whisper material wealth, money,richest person in the world, jealousy This was all going so fast your head was spinning This was the second devil today that just decided that they liked you for no reason at all.

"say... What are your plans for lunch today?" You didn't even get a chance to open your mouth before he talked over you "whatever they are cancel them. You will be having lunch with me a five course meal made fresh by my father's personal chefs." You wanted to talk to say something You didn't even get a word out of your mouth when arms wrap around you and suddenly your transported in other place entirely.

Leviathan

An empty classroom with nothing but desks the same cracked walls a bottle of what you assume is alcohol have has really thrown on the floor and sitting on the desk staring at the window a man with a princely pretty looking face hair with a pearly white color that was mesmerizing to your eyes. But when you turn to look at you that color was all but mesmerizing as he looked at you with pure disgust. "You..." He snarled as he got it from his chair. Making strides toward you You were terrified but you stood your ground Even as he grabbed your face that made you flinch forcing your head left and right. Your eyes squeaks shut before putting your hands on him and pushing him away. He clicked his tongue and snarled. "Weak and annoying pitiful humans and you dare to be related to Solomon."

That struck a nerve. All day you've hadn't said a single word and this devil insulting you was the final straw.

"at least I don't have the personality of a raccoon with rabies your breath smells worse than the garbage you ate this morning."You snapped back at that moment you regarded little for your safety of what this devil could do to you No one talks to you or your family like that. Especially not assholes like him. The devil's eyes went wide for a second only to scrunch back up and click his tongue. "Just watch your back human..." He hissed storming up the classroom. First day and you made an enemy Great.... You definitely can't wait to get bullied by demons.

Beelzebub

You met him on the way to one of your classes getting chewed out by a teacher. You couldn't know but watch as the man with a single horn just nonchalantly leaned against the wall as the teacher went off on him: "You're the future Lord of Abyssos... You have to take this seriously! You're missing a lot of classes....!!!" But to the Lord of Gluttony, all this information went in one ear and out the other. When the teacher finally stormed off that's when he realized you had eavesdropped way more than you should have. When your eyes met, He smiled and pulled you into the room.

"hey haven't seen you before...hmm... You're Solomon's kid right?" He said his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he leans near your face. " Um yeah. " You just accepted that probably every person in the school knows now.

"Hell ya." Please smile before something seemingly distracted him That's when he held the back of your head and leaned your head in burying his nose and your hair. Instinctually you pulled back. " Sorry sorry It's just, wondering where that smell was coming from so I thought I'd take a sample from you." with his arms still around your waist He got up from leaning against the desk walking out of the classroom dieting you God knows where. "One thing about devils. Is that if we like something we like to get 'intimate' with that thing. " He smirked and the way the word intimate rolled off the tongue major eyebrows furrow. You're not quite sure what he meant by that and honestly part of you is too scared to ask. " Where are you taking me?" You said half wanting to change the subject. "Cafeteria where else?"

"But it's not lunch?"

"pft so?" Beelzebub chuckled as if you were worried about skipping class as a mere funny joke. "You worry too much. You're Solomon's kid. The teachers won't do anything, trust." Even though You are the kid of someone who apparently was extremely popular in this school and left a bad taste in your mouth to know you were getting special treatment. And you were practically being yanked along by this random devil, so you couldn't really do anything well, not if you worried about your safety. You still remember Satan hurdling the desk like it was nothing.

Lucifer

Remember Leviathan well unlucky for you he remembered you. When Beelzebub was taking way too long to get simple drinks to bring back to you to the empty pafeteria You decided to say fuck it and just walk back to class. And does he walk through the empty hallway you stopped and that's when you saw him. His scowling face made your heart drop.

Here is a fun fact about devils you learned when you just tried to turn around and walk away. They know magic as a tendril coming up from seemingly nowhere wrapped around your neck and yanked you backward toward him when his hands grabbed your shoulders. He yanked you and slammed you against the lockers, pinning you, his face hovering over yours. "I saw you hanging out with those other dimwits... "You're not sure why, but you know exactly who he was talking about. " Someone like you shouldn't be around people like them. He hissed as you felt his fingers dig into your shoulders as he pinned you harder and harder against the lockers. When you tried to lift your arms to push him, those tendrils returned, wrapping around your arms and slamming them against the locker. His hand slid from your shoulders to your waist. And now you're confused... "You're just a weak human remember that." He got close to your face grinding his teeth before using his limbs to throw you to the side.

It wasn't until he was gone that you noticed The pain in your wrist and blood dripping from the cut. You sigh as you decide to take a trip to the nurse's office if the devil's even had one.

They compared this school's other rooms to those in the disaster state. This one seems clean, untouched... Dare you say professional? The only one working was a baby blonde-haired man sitting at a desk, spinning around a pen between his nimble fingers. When he looked up he noticed the blood dripping from your wrist he shot up before you could even say anything He gently takes your hand. "Your hurt. come with me." Wrapping a hand around your waist guiding you to one of the beds in the nurse's office as if your cut was more dire than it was when he sat you down he immediately grabbed the bandages and started to wrap you up.

"You're the transfer student aren't you?" He asked which you only nodded. "Nice to meet you, I'm Lucifer I believe we share one class together?" Wow an actual introduction, All day you've gotten no introductions all their names you learned by word of mouth or other devils introducing them for you.

"Oh." Slipped from your mouth with more surprise than you wanted to, and Lucifer's Stern face curled up slightly. "Thought I was a teacher?" You just nodded your head. "I get that a lot. Not many students come here since they're all devils, so I got this place for myself. I don't even think we have a nurse; I'd hate to see anyone get hurt. " Huh That's sweet. From what you had been witnessing all day something like this was definitely a rarity. When he was finished wrapping your wrist he saw you out as quickly as you came in.

Belphegor

It wasn't even the end of the day yet and you were being yanked in every direction by everyone in the school devil's flocked to you looking at you with curiosity or hunger (You're not sure which one it was)

So you escape to the only place you know, where you constantly come up when you know you can be away from people. The rooftop. As you walked closer to one of the benches to sit down and eat, you failed to realize someone already held that spot who was sleeping soundly until he woke up with a yawn and a stretch. "Hrm?" He hummed, rubbing his tired eyes and looking at you as you just stood there frozen in place with enough awkwardness to kill a man. He pointed at you. "You c'mere." He said his voice low and husky. He made the motion with his finger. From your experience with being dragged around all day, You probably shouldn't accept this man's request as, knowing your luck, you would just get dragged into more drama or trouble. But you did interrupt his nap, and all things considered, he didn't look like he was in too much trouble. So you stepped closer. He left the bench next to him, and since there was nowhere to sit, It was your only option. As soon as you sat down, he laid back down, his head resting on your lap. Turning from his back to his side, he muttered, "You're comfortable. Stay like this fo'me, Would ya? " He asked you to fall asleep instantly. You don't know why, but this touched your heart, kinda a moment of tranquility as you place you eat your lunch, gazing at the world below. You were surprised to know how fast he went to sleep. Knowing your luck he was probably another Lord, And you could guess he must be the Lord of sloth. You know you shouldn't, but you couldn't help it. It's not like he would wake up to you running your fingers through his hair, reveling in how unexpectedly soft his locks were. Out of the hellish day you dealt with this, it was nice.

And it only got worse once lunch break actually rolled around as that's when Beelzebub Mammon and Satan saw each other and realized that they were after you as well to spend their lunch together.

Fun fact that you learned about devils when you had the displeasure of seeing your two classmates making out in the hallway while every student ignored them. Devils have no sense of shame or a lack thereof. They just do whatever they want when they want, which explains why the school rules about alcohol, weed, and other miscellaneous drug substances you have found throughout the day were so Lax. And another fun fact you learned about devils... It is that they are very territorial, apparently. You saw it first hand, as when Beelzebub wrapped an arm around you, Satan puffed up and hissed like a cat as he ripped him off you. You were lucky you escaped the scene, as when Mammon made a comment about How short Satan was, He exploded and tried to lunge at him.

Asmodeus

Was it too late to drop out??? You thought it was the end of the day, and you were beyond exhausted. And these lords did not stop either. You thought you could meet up with your dad if the bell rang. You wish you could call him, but sadly, that was off the table since your dear father had little to no interest in Mobile technology. The only one he ever had was a flip phone just to get a phone number. You swore a phone call with him was like torture as you had to listen to more static than his voice. Other devils told you and confirmed that he had his own personal office somewhere. If it wasn't for the big ass school, you would have been okay with trying to find his office, but sadly, you were already wandering around the school to stop now. When you walked by, you noticed the janitor's slightly open call. When you got closer, you snuck into the closet, and your eyes widened. A devil, no two devils... No three?? It's getting a little hot and under the collar in there. Grinding and bugging their hips against each other when you accidentally made a noise, the black-haired devil who was sandwiched between the other two noticed your presence. Your soul jumped out of your skin as you ran as fast as you could in the other direction. If he was another Lord, he was 100% the Lord of Lust, and you wanted nothing to do with him. But it seemed like he wanted everything to do with you as you kept wandering around the school, trying to purge that memory from your mind. You felt arms wrap around you. You shrieked and jumped backward turning to notice a familiar face. His smirk and disheveled clothes and hair shivered up your spine as your trembling voice fell from your lips. "Oh, it's you... What do you want?" Asmodeus giggled. "My, aren't you cute? I've never seen someone look at me with such frightened disgust."

He was practically undressing you with his eyes. Eye molesting... Whatever it was you didn't like how he looked at you. "Never in my thousands of years has someone looked at me with such... Such a 'curious expression.' You're Solomon's spawn? " At this point, so many devils have asked You throughout the day you just nod your head now in acceptance.

"I knew it. You even have his gorgeous eyes. And his sexier features that I've always admired from afar. "

What the fuck, please don't fuck my dad!? You screamed in your head. But since he was talking to you maybe he could tell you where he was since it looked like he would know a little too much "Do you-Do you know where he is?"

Their smirk only widened as he pulled you close against him. His body pressed against yours. You ground your teeth to stop from screaming as he whispered into your ear. "I do but what's my payment? You don't seem to have any on you..." He said his hands rubbing up and down the sides of your body. Before you could do anything else, you probably beat the shit out of him like you used to do with kidnappers when you were a kid. He pulls away and laughs like what he did was the funniest thing in the world.

"I'm just kidding sweetheart, You just look so cute I couldn't help but tease you. Yeah his office is on the next floor It has a purple rug can't miss it."

It's like the stress left your body as you sighed. You gave him a smile before leaving, but when you turned around, you swear to God you heard him say, " I think I'm in love..."

Bonus

You have to fight off tears when he mutters your name in a broken string of sentences, dreaming of the past when you were in diapers. You took his coat hanging from the chair and draped it over him before leaving his office

When you finally saw his office and walked inside, it looked like an old antique shop as all kinds of knick-knacks and antiques decorated the old wood shelves, and on his desk were stacks of paper, and your beloved father was caged between all those papers. Now you understand why he's always so busy as he was passed out on the desk. You are upset that you didn't get to talk to him, but you would probably get the chance tonight as you are living with him now, you understand. You never knew your mother, and to take care of you, He had to move out of the house and into an apartment, working his ass off day and night just to keep a roof over your head.

[desert-whale-drifting]

Abby x Crafty!Reader

Summary: Headcanons of DIYing CD playlists to keep in ur gf Abby Anderson's car

CW: Fluff, sort of modern!abby but not explicitly, no warnings (other than not proof-read, I'm new to formatting so I hope this doesn't look wonky, and let me know if I need to add anything)

divider credit ~ daily click ~ don't buy tlou ~ image sources 1 2 3

Abby x crafty!reader...

I'm imagining her clinging to physical media

Her car has an aux cord + cd player + cassette player

The aux was added when you started occupying the passenger seat, but it's pretty busted up and u have to hold the cord just right for it to work

because of this, it prompts crafty!reader to make their own CDs with songs they like to keep in abbys car, and it grows from there

Imagine making Abby mixtapes and various vibe playlists

ofc some are romantic and sweet

But sometimes they're silly, or just experimental!

Reader experiments with playlist layouts/transitions/etc.

And for Abby's time spent in the car? She's a captive audience. She loves entertaining you, tho, and even if it's something she wouldn't choose to listen she loves hearing your ideas <3

Crafty!reader decorates the CDs with pictures and cd-player safe stickers

sometimes going as far as making a cd case too, making cute tracklists on craft paper and slipping inside jokes and notes to the inner sleeve.

Some playlists are just titled with numbers/dates (ex: 11-12-20, 12 October, Spring 2022, etc)

They're the dates of meaningful days for either of u

The first time you get to go to the aquarium together (covered in blue fish stickers and a seal you got her to doodle for you after some prompting)

Your first sleepover (you drew sleepmasks on the front, it's mostly sweet with one song she HATES snuck in there just so you can watch her face scrunch when she realizes you added it to tease her)

a road trip you took to visit her dad (so what, there's Twilight songs on it, you're driving through Washington, what did she expect? It also has a green heart sticker💚)

idk Abby screams sentimental softy to me, and she'd love getting physical manifestations of ur affection for her, beyond the cds

Imagine tackling the demon that's textile projects to make her a stocking

[linxnnalyn]

hihi i absolutely adore ur blog soso much !! as someone whos also sapphic and into pjsk, trying to find people who writes for pjsk girls are so rare >_< continuing on, may i req shiho hinomori with a gf whos polar opposite from her ? like having a cute and feminine fashion style, friendly and flirty personality, etc ^^ thank youu for considering my request !!

🍜 anon <3

Shiho with a polar opposite! gf! reader

࣪𖤐.ᐟ note -> Pjsk is yuri and girlkisser heaven. Also thank you for the compliment about my blog <3

࣪𖤐.ᐟ warnings -> none.

࣪𖤐.ᐟ content includes -> fluff, flirty and feminine! reader, you're her biggest supporter, people don't understand how the two of you got together.

۫ ꣑ৎ No one understands how Shiho was able to pull you, hell Shiho doesn’t know how she was able to pull you, the most gorgeous and beautiful girl she has ever laid her eyes on. She always feels awkward from the stares the two of you get when you are together and holding hands because of how polar opposite the two of you are.

۫ ꣑ৎ The two of you couldn’t be more different. Shiho is introverted, aloof and dislikes interacting with others, she is cold and blunt, but not unkind though her classmates think otherwise, Shiho also prefers dressing more masculine. But you? You’re kind, sweet, friendly, flirty, and very feminine.

۫ ꣑ৎ Shiho doesn’t mind the difference between your styles and personalities. She finds the way you dress cute and thinks it fits your personality very well. Shiho might not personally like wearing cute and feminine things but that doesn’t mean she hates it, it just isn’t for her.

۫ ꣑ৎ She wouldn’t show it nor admit it but Shiho gets super flustered by your flirty comments. She would often hide her face or look away so you wouldn’t see her red face but it is very obvious and you personally think that Shiho looks super cute when she’s flustered, so you tease her even more!

۫ ꣑ৎ Shiho likes that you don’t try to force your style on her. While you do make her wear some cute accessories to match with you you also wear accessories that she likes, mixing your styles a bit. Shiho would also be your model for trying new makeup, she doesn’t mind it too much especially when you’re trying on new lipstick and kissing her to see how it looks.

۫ ꣑ৎ She likes the fact that you’re a lot more extroverted and friendlier than her because that means whenever the two of you are out together Shiho doesn’t have to talk at all! An advantage of having a polar opposite girlfriend!

۫ ꣑ৎ You go to every single one of Leo/Needs shows and Shiho loves how easy it is to notice you in the crowd. Her eyes are practically glued to you as she plays. You being there makes Shiho want to play even better for you, and it helps that you are practically screaming her name all excited, you’re her #1 fan.

۫ ꣑ৎ You’re the type to constantly post cute couple photos on social media, writing long and affectionate captions, while Shiho barely posts at all. But what you don’t know is that she saves every single picture you post of the two of you, and sometimes scrolls through them late at night when she misses you.

۫ ꣑ৎ Whenever you surprise her by showing up with her favorite snacks or drinks, Shiho acts indifferent and mutters a soft “thanks,” but internally she’s melting. She never says it out loud, but it makes her day every time—especially when you gently fix her bangs or kiss her cheek while handing it to her.

۫ ꣑ৎ You’re known for being expressive and affectionate, so it’s no surprise that you often cling to Shiho’s arm or rest your head on her shoulder in public. At first, Shiho would freeze up and quietly panic, but over time, she’s grown to silently lean into your touch, a faint blush on her face while pretending not to enjoy it as much as she does.

[expederest]

This is the Tea Ceremony Sweets Set, which was available at the Pokémon Cafe when I visited Tokyo last year, and featured Pikachu, Rowlet, Hisuian Lilligant, and Matcha Cream Alcremie as little desserts.

These desserts being a matcha & yoghurt mini parfait, a caramel pudding, a sweet cheese flavoured steamed cake, and (my favourite) a scoop of chestnut ice cream. At the time, you could also get the Poltchageist Teahouse’s Omotenashi! Drink and Sweets Set, which included a matcha latte alongside the desserts, served in a Sinistcha cup, with extra matcha in a Poltchageist tea caddy, and a Pikachu cookie.

I believe the matcha latte is still on the menu, but the sweets set was only available for a limited time only.

[sleepinglionhearts]

This morning was interesting. And the shirt is comfy 👕

(reads right to left, like proper manga)

[krys-does-art-stuff]

Former Belle declares her love for her king in front of the neighboring nobility. It's super effective!

I speeded through Nokto's sequel a few days ago and I had fun time with it! Nokto has a way of surprising you with how much depth he has and his sequel definitely delivered on that.

March 2025

[hideandsqueek]

Should we talk about the Scottish Play? Yours truly has been privileged enough to see both runs of the DT/CJ led production. And I wish I were able to explain how it affected me. I’ve seen lots of Shakespeare. I’ve seen David Tennant do lots of Shakespeare. But in a way that sounds like I’m exaggerating but I’m totally not? This one changed my life. It’s complicated, it’s deeply personal. It’s hard to put into words. But what a perfect, beautiful, intensely moving piece of theatre (1000% totally worth flying across the world for twice). I don’t think I CAN put it into words that would do it justice. So have pictures.

Last year the theatre was much more strict about photography during curtain call. I guiltily dared once and I have one almost usable picture that proves I was there. And okay a really crap one but I love the blurry smile and the stark blood on the stage (the Pinter run didn't have blood at the end, i missed it).

Turns out, my pictures this year aren’t much better. Even with a house and production that was totally cool with photos and videos during curtain call. But I tried. The last time I saw it (13 Dec), you can just see the bandage on DT’s wrist from his new tattoo. My favorite thing is how relieved both he and Cush look after they’re done performing. I think even these kind of not great pictures capture that.

Just... look at them.

Bonus. A wee video from the penultimate night of the run. Cheering for wee middle child for his last performance. Bless him.

I guess I’ll do a separate post of stage door photos? I have... a few. They're a little clearer than these without stage fog and Birnam Wood lighting. And long post is long.

[sunstonespark]

happy 25th birthday to my favourite show ever (ft. the anniversary of my otp meeting) and of course, to my darling gf (@ichijokaoru)!! ❤ 👍

(bonus below)

[sysig]

Some possible* Tala stickers :D (Patreon)

[arttsuka]

have you heard of pygmy marmoset? it’s a monkey

How literal are we speaking here? Because I haven't 'heard' of them but I've seen them before (I just didn't know what they were called)

[zoekrystall]

Don't have much energy n all for boards rn but I am since days obsessed w a cute love song so have a moodboard of one of my all-time otps since I'm 5. 🩷 💙

Listened to:

Lollipop (Yum bi dum like Bubblegum) - Chromance

Runaway - Against the Current

Some Say (nightcore) - Nea

[icewindandboringhorror]

Recent imageys

[knifefightandchill]

okay but i need to go to daiso more often because this egg light is the best thing ever rn and there was so much more i wanted to get.

[phantomrose96]

Okay I have a story.

So my birthday is this Sunday (May 26th). My mom ordered some presents for me but one of them (an Etsy purchase) was seemingly stuck in transit and might not make it on time. I tell my mom all good, no worries. She gets in contact with the seller. After a long delay in response they get back with "Right we'll fix it!" It ships, tracking label and everything, good to go! ETA May 22nd (yesterday.)

During the work day I check the tracking and it says it's been delivered in/at mailbox! I double check with my mom "hey, is it mailbox size?" because if not, I don't want it sitting at the front door where anyone walking by could snag it.

She says "it's definitely NOT mailbox size." Okay. I text my neighbors in the building "Anyone seen a package delivered? It's a birthday gift from my mom and I wanna make sure it gets inside!" Success! Floor 2 David (not to be confused with Floor 1 David) had brought it inside. Inform my mom. All good!

I stop by home briefly around 4pm, because yesterday was hot-hot and I just installed my window A/C that morning in the living room, and according to my cat cam my stupid cat hasn't spent a single second in the climate controlled living room and is, instead, voluntarily baking herself elsewhere so I'm like "great" and hop on my bike to go home (10 minute ride) to check on her.

I get in the building door. Patches is crying from the top floor because she heard me. I maneuver my bike in the front hall. The ugliest fucking 6-foot-tall cat tree(?)/totem(?)/statue(?) I've seen in my entire life is just. Standing there.

My first thought is "What the fuck is that." My second thought is "Oh fuck that is for me." I look around at the floor in case there's perhaps anything else that might, in fact, be the gift.

No. Me and Cat Pole.

It's taller than me. I turn it around to face me and its face is painted and this is, in fact, uglier than it looked from the back.

Um.

Patches is crying. So I just haul it up to my level. MAYBE it was supposed to come with twine that I wrap around it (and hide its face from the world) for Patches to scratch. Maybe this is a prank. Maybe this is an inside joke, because when my mom moved into her current house the neighborhood gifted her some ugly-as-hell totem that apparently, by tradition, each newest-comer to the neighborhood is required to have and display in their window so maybe this is a very good riff on that.

Patches rubs against it. She's not afraid of this horrid facsimile of her kind.

Great.

Meanwhile SHE'S fine and the condo is a little toasty but totally liveable so I'm like "Good, cool, you're not baking. You're having a good time. Enjoy your new sister, I guess, I'll see you later."

I go back to work because this is a problem for later me.

After work, after my run, after whatever, I get home and it's like 8:00pm and Patches is so happy to see me and the totem pole is still just. There.

I text my friends like "so a bday gift is here from my mom and it's the Biggest Ugliest cat pole I've seen in my life. Is this a bit? Did my mom go 'that's so ugly haha! send!' Maybe she genuinely found it cute. How do I navigate this." My friend Sarah has the good advice to maybe text my mom neutrally like "Got the cat pole!" and feel the waters whether my mom is like "Isn't it ugly? 😂" or "Hope Patches likes it! 🥰"

My mom goes to bed early so I don't do any of that yet. Problem for tomorrow me.

This morning, Patches wakes me up for breakfast. I get her situated and I'm staring at the fucking Cat Pole again. I wonder if my Mom's been wondering all night what I thought of it.

I take a picture. I text her.

Okay.

I get on call with my mom. I ask for clarity that the ungodly horrid thing is NOT my birthday gift and is in fact a mix-up from the seller who sent me this instead of my actual gift. She's wheezing between words. She thinks I'm being too charitable for the amount of Absolute Fucking Ugly this is. I have to gently talk her out of using the word "monstrosity" while messaging the seller asking what the hell happened here.

I tell her I need to apologize for harming her dignity with Floor 2 David, who thinks this fucking thing is my mom's idea of a great birthday gift for her to-be-28-year-old daughter.

My heart goes out to the poor soul who did actually order this cat totem and is lacking it on this lovely day.