#theyll forever be dear to me

[livsmessydoodles]

You ship Dinostar, Benji, and Yasammy?! You are so cool omg /gen

HEHEHEH THANK YOU YES I DO!!!! ive been watching JWCC since season 1 first dropped and ive been locked in with those three ships ever since..... the chemistry is just too good..... as the fandom grew and more seasons came out other ships became popular like benrius for example but ILL NEVER BETRAY MY ROOTS!!!!

[kindred-spirit-93]

life update! and other things

hello everyone :D

im going on hiatus till i am freed of my (mental) burdens and attain inner peace after a feature film length journey of solitude and soul searching complete with several plot twists and a training montage.

goodnight x

hello again :)

i am indeed going on a hiatus for the duration of september to study for 2 major exams i have that will determine the trajectory of my career forever. such fun!

also as soon as i finish said exams ill be starting third year nearly right after so thats another quasi hiatus. ill pop by every now and again because this place is my blanket fort and i love the friends i made on here dearly (ive adopted some of u lol) so yeah ^-^

in other news, today i went on a lil date with my platonic soulmate and we did things. enjoy:

i told her very briefly all about my greek mythology hyperfixation and watched the light leave her eyes as i explained how exactly zeus was a 'family man' lmao

P L U S H I E S

we passed a back to school themed stall thing right as she was telling me how she was trying out & obsessing over drawing with charcoal. we went for a look (famous last words):

friend: ok so this many pencils for this much. count with me me: *blue screen of death* ...this means? friend: this means im buying it >:) ... me: *still processing* friend: the girl math is girl mathing me: XD

(for reference shes an engineering student and im a med student. i do not do the calculations in this relationship lol)

anyway yes thats all from me. have a good morning/afternoon/ evening/ rest of your lives and ill be seeing you whenever x

[suntails]

Hiya!

I saw your SilRuggie post and I feel you on the "Silver and his many boyfriends" part.

Idk what it is about Silver but he's so... Shippable?

Like I ship SilVil, KalimSil and JadeSil which are kinda popular. But it's also stuff like RidSil and LeoSil (oh so much brainrot currently about LeoSil,) Which aren't as popular.

He's probably my most shipped character like... EVER.

(I may have gotten some ship names wrong)

IT’S THE CHEMISTRY IT’S THE WAY HE HAS CHEMISTRY WITH SO SOSOSO MUCH OF THE CAST!!! he’s so deeply just…good, and he cares so earnestly, and he has examples of interactions with almost fuckgng everyone at this point. like i can understand why someone would ship just abt any silver ship, i GET it, bc theres so much potential. i think i have like…3? that im neutral on? maybe?

also hearing u associate silvil with the kinda popular ones, im fuckign weak at the knees. that is incorrect but im pretending ur right bc it makes me oh so happy

[berrymeter]

guh trying to work on a comm & all my brain's giving me is very upsetting thoughts

[midnigtartist]

Where do Gale and Dotty go after the campaign? I saw that you said Gale teaches, at Blackstaff? Or somewhere else?

Do they have anymore adventures?

What does Dotty do as a 'job' (if she decides to have a job lol)?

Yes! I love Gale’s teaching at Blackstaff ending (i havent gotten to the epilogue yet so if get details wrong sorry)

But yes they would move back to Waterdeep and live in Gale’s tower and Gale would become a professor.

Dotty is an absolutely ambitionless person despite her talent. Her cousin has been trying to get her to make a name an career for herself in the public sphere for forever but its never really interested her. But I think after some time (and some gentle coxing from Gale) she would open a small enchanted shop. Nothing fancy. Just something to help fill her days doing something she loves

And yes they would go on another adventure. Dotty is cursed by Myrukle and theyll need to go on a quest post game to break the curse before it ends her life. I have a whole story for it that I’m probably never going to do anything with but its a very dear part if her story to me

[eldragon-x]

the only tags on that post that even matter are my dear mutual eve telling me he'll play isat and meet my loop guy soon and that one random person with an odile icon who said theyll support me forever for having a loop icon

[query-quadrant]

whatss ur favorite quadrant gift uve ever given or recieved? + wat are ssome good ideass 4 quad giftss (esspecially flussh... havin flussh problemss >_<)

oh man its a really good thing almost no one i know reads this blog because this is about to get really fucking lame

favorite gift: this is going to be the lamest thing i ever say on this blog but if im being honest its this one really shitty jacket i have

last ruddy sunset my ex gave it to me and its kind of ugly tbh and most of the patches are holding on for dear life but its kind of comfy and she customized that shit herself even though she doesnt know fuck about sewing cause she knows i like it and you know what thats adorable thats the cutest shit thats ever happened to me me and this jacket are best bros forever

least favorite gift (cause idk how else to do the good advice bad advice thing): this one time this dude i was pale dating for like a perigree beat up someone "for me" because they had "besmirched my honor" or whatever the fuck but it was a guy i barely knew like we had one argument and it wasnt even a big deal

i think he was expecting me to swoon and be all "oh thank you so much oh im a poor defenseless noncarnivorous flower and youre big and strong and protective and oh so impressive" or something but it was just awkward like damn i dont even know that guys name

anyway heres basic gift ideas for people who need help with that

1. you can tell but i like handmade shit the best its cute its personal it took more work than anything you got at the store or paid someone else to make the only downside is its definitely really intense so youd wanna be careful about doing it for people youre not at that level with yet

2. this is also basic but something that shows youre paying attention to them yknow like if their favorite band is doing a show or if theyve been talking about wanting something or wanting to do something but havent had time or money for that shit

3. mileage might vary for this one but outfits or clothes or jewelry specifically shit thats are their taste and theyll like but you can also take them on a date wearing i dont know if i have to say this but do NOT just do one you like or think theyd be hot in but they arent actually into lmao

4. tbh even if you do cliche shit like chocolates or flowers or cards personalizing it goes a long way yknow like getting them their favorite flowers or picking that shit yourself instead of one of those stock grocery store bouquets or getting their favorite candy and not one of those big heart truffle boxes where only half of them taste good and the other half are full of mystery goo that tastes strangely bad but you dont know what it is

5. honestly just try giving a fuck it goes a long way giving gifts isnt hard and the advice i can even give is really limited if i dont know the person youre talking about or what they like specifically maybe they hate chocolate and flowers and crave meat and rare poisons idk talk to your fucking matesprite or crush or whatever

[jewishdainix]

YOU WERE RAISED BY WOLVES AND VOUCES EVERY NIGHT I HEAR THEM HOWLI G DEEP BENEATH YOUR BAID THEY SAID IT ALL COMES DOWN TO THIS YOURE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SLIENT WATCHING STONES WATCH THE STARS HURL WONDERMENT ENWONDERMENTS YOU AND YOURS FOREVER ASKING MORE YOU ARE THE SPACES INBTWEEN EVERY PAGE EVERY CORNER EVERY SCREEN YOU ARE THE DRIFTWORD AND THE RIFT AND THE WORDS TAHT I PROMISE I DONT MEAN WERE DRUNK BUT DRINKING SUNK BUT SINKING THEY THOUGHT US BLIND WE WERE JUST BLINKING AND ALL THE STONES AND KINGS OF OLD WILL HEAR US SCREEMING AT THE COLD

Remember me I ask

Remember me I sing

GIVE ME BACK MY HEART YOU WINGLESS THINK OF ALL THE HORRORS THAT I PROMISED YOU ID BRING PROMISED YOU THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME YOY PASSED YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLED ME CHILD WITNESS ME OLD MAN I AM THE WILLLLLLLLLD

YOU WERE THE SON OF EVERY DRESSING UP BOX AND IVE BEEN TIME ITSELF I SLOWED AND LET YOU PLAY ID STEAL THE HOURS AND TUEN THE NIGHTS INTO DAYS BY DAY O LORD THREE THINGS I PRAY THAT I MIGHT UNDERSTAND AS BEST I CAN HOW BOLD I WAS CAN BE WILL BE STILL AM BY GOD STILL AM FRET NOT DEAR HEART LET NOT THEM HEAR THE MUTTERINGS OF ALL YOUR FEARS THE FLUTTERINGS OF ALL YOUR WINGS WELCOME TO THE STOOOOOOOOOORM

I AM THUNDER

WELCOME

TO

MY

TAAAAAABLE BRING YOUR HUNGER

THINK OF ALL THE HORROS THAT I PROMISED ID BRING PROMISED THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME YOU PASSED YPUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLED CHILD WITNESS ME OLD MAN I AM THE WILD

REMEBER ME

REMEBERME

REMEBER ME AHOOOOOOH O

REMEMBER MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

remeber me I ask

Remebwr me I sing

THINK OF ALL THE HORRORS THAT I PROMISED ID BRING ID PROMISED YOU

THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME.

YOU PASSED

YOUR FINGERS

THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLES ME CHILD

WITNESS ME OLD MAN

OLD MAN

OLD MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN I AM THE

[xumoonhao]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers.(ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

you get to list 5 more things if u want !! >:3

omg naur, i cant believe this has been in my inbox for over a month 😣😣😣 leo thanks for sending it back to me tho, hehe ^-^

svt!!! my sebeunnies, my darling boys, the 13 men who are my soulmate kpop group <<<333 they make me the happiest forever and ever 🫶🫶🫶

writing!!! i really do love writing so so much bc its really the only outlet i have for like. anything :')

listening to the sounds of nature 💖 literally a day can be so so horrible and then i hear a bird chirping or leaves rustling and it reminds that everything will be okay eventually!!! we're all on this planet together at the same time living and persevering and trying our best and thats what matters most :3

the moon and the stars 🌙⭐ theyre always there for us no matter WHAT and like regardless what happens theyll be up there every night c:

my mutuals!!! you are all so near and dear to me and have a home in my heart <<<333 im always thinking of you guys and wishing you the best and hoping you lives are treating you kindly and gently 💖

[cosmik-homo]

Another B.J. observation- cuz im really trying to figure some things about B.J. out- is that it's not just that he Isn't as much of a hedonist as Hawkee is, or Trapper was, or whatever- There's something else to his distinct. Like. funless funhaver vibe byond the lack of deep hedonism. I think its connceted to. Like. In "dear peggy" he narrrates, "you can really go out of your mind here, Peg. There's just nothing to do when you're not working." but like im prettty sure he says that sitting at the officer lounge where people dance and playh music and drink? i cant remember but regardless.

and then in Some 38th Parrallel there's this scene where hes washing socks and hawkeye is like "ive never seen you wear those?" (<- gayass. noticer. btw) and B.J. is like oh If i wore them they'd get dirty. If i keep washing them forever, theyre always clean. theyre mainly here to remind me of better (civilian) times anyways hehe. and like. the. "if i keep washing them forever, theyll be clean" is really the core. something about this man needs to vigirously wash socks for no reason at all times yknow. Maybe youre the place that has issues with stuff to do when youre not "working" man.

[fraener]

8/6/2024

first time in a long time that i feel like my heart is getting torn in two and so big itll burst at the same time. im so overcome by melancholy i can hardly breathe. moving more things in slowly to my new place, staying what may very well be the last night i ever sleep at my old place tonight. having my heart pushed by sam, slight and hopeful. i remembered this morning while perching on the windowsill that truly the thing that made this apartment special was i was never lonely. i am so, so lonely these days. im frightened ill get even lonelier. the light in the night from the stars and clouds is so bright at my new place, everything cast in a strange purplish glow. it felt good to be back, dear god. like everything is moving again after being stationary for so long. i feel like crying, i think i just might. i got the job at the ceramic studio, my schedule is so overloaded im not sure how to juggle it all. susan would be proud and mad at the same time, i think. theyll tell me i need to stop running i think. i dont know how to live a life not at full speed anymore, like im running down a hill forever these days. i am so incredibly indescribably crushingly lonely. how did i ever get by feeling this lonely i think its actually killing me. i want a reason not to work so much. i want a reason to look up from what im doing at my life. i want a reason for someone to come and peer into me like the mouth of a jar. i miss g sometimes, it feels like a strange dream now that we ever did what we did. everything feels like something im saying in a book whenever i describe the events of my life to myself to examine.

when is life not fiction? fiction makes things tenable. flashes of things like opening a box full of glistening copper cookware and spinning black wool barefoot in the yard while watching the poppy seedheads sway in the breeze and listening to c play accordion. the stunned pause i hear on the phone when i invite s into my bed, the flattened view of the white water tower on the east hill against the greying sky from my windowsill. blackberries and pale apples so wan theyre almost white. indigo staining my fingertips and nails, indigo tied around my neck and growing in cups on my kitchen counter. indigo and saw in my dreams. feeling a little trapped again. i dont know how to make room for my relationships anymore...and ive noticed i dont want to make room for them when they arent giving me what i want. if i lose interest they immediately become less of a priority to me. i feel bad for my fickleness, i feel bad for my inattention, i feel bad for my standoffishness and moods- i try to remind myself that there isnt an inherent morality to those things and i want to be given something to stay for. ive been thinking and not thinking of h telling me we wouldnt be together forever. hes always trying to walk it back since he said it but i cant stop thinking of the fact that he brought up wanting to have kids so many times in the course of our relationship. i wanna let my heart break how it needs to. i wanna let go and i want someone to catch me on the other side. i know i can do numbers in this town, im so much bigger than this place. i am so other in so many ways to this place. i think i should start going out again and i should flirt with strangers and laugh and feel myself. i think i should keep at least two days off in my schedule a week if i can. ill cook a lot again in my new kitchen, i like it so much better than ive ever liked this one. kitchen window! i will miss my apartment more than i can even comprehend right now. already though its begun to feel like everyone is filing out and turning empty. i love doing the dishes before bed or before leaving the house. i love eating breakfast on my porch. i love the walk and bus ride to town. i love my proximity to the forest and the beach. i love the quiet and unsettling hum of the west hill. i dont know where ill go next or who i will meet or who i will love. i wish in some ways it was a cleaner slate, like that first summer here. everything changed and no longer in its place. i had a burning freedom that shifted something deep inside of me. i wish i didnt still think of him as the arbiter of that moment in time, i was my own agent...we were agent to each other. i miss dreaming of nyc. i am still so wrapped in my desire to prove myself. i am so wrapped in my desire to outcompete my rival affection. just another flagstone to tap my toe against as i push off. im gonna go for what might be my last walk tonight. maybe ill try and do the full circuit, maybe ill be too tired. i wish s was still awake. i know ive got to just go and cry by myself though. i dont know who to share my heart with anymore. who can look into this and understand me? it feels good to write something, even brief. it is all bitterly long and brief.

[livsmessydoodles]

am cooking up a little something for us benji shippers...... well...... the four of us that are still left at least!

[ankhisms]

ok im about to type as much as my brain allows me about ankh and eiji

thinking about the last arc of ooo and the arc of ankh and eijis characters and their relationship where ankh has been in his phase of betraying eiji & hina after hes consumed lost ankh and returned and hes in this place where hes aware that he has human feelings and he loves hina as a sister and loves eiji romantically but he refuses to let himself admit that and he knows that being left behind by them or being betrayed by them like in his nightmare would destroy this new human heart he has and so he thinks its better to leave and betray them first. but its not. he realizes that its not. that betraying them and being with the greed does not feel fulfilling. that being away from his family doesnt feel right and that he cant just ignore the fact that he has human feelings and IS human forever.

like the moment where he has a conversation with mezool really stands out to me as like a pivotal moment because ankh like.. instinctively distances himself in how he speaks about the greed. he doesnt call himself a greed and mezool makes a comment about how hes acting like hes not a greed. and ankh doesnt even object to that and he doesnt object to when mezool says he doesnt seem very fulfilled because hes not. and then in parallel when he realizes hes dying and is deciding to help eiji again he says ive been feeling oddly satisfied because in that moment he finally is accepting his human feelings and him being able to die means that hes human and that hes truly lived.

but anyway back to that last character arc then theres when ankh sneaks back to the cafe and is in the dark kitchen just standing in front of the fridge eating a popsicle slowly and my dear friend whos currently watching ooo for the first time noted how it almost looks like hes kissing the popsicle and hes talking about how he missed this and right before this moment it was juxtaposed with eiji being told he needs to think of a desire in order to regain control of himself and he thinks of ankh and immediately calms down because not only did ankh give him the ability to help others like he wanted but in the end ankh is his final ultimate desire, he wants ankh and wants ankh to be alive and with him and to have a life with ankh. and ankh in the moment returning to the cafe is thinking about the little life that he had with eiji even if it was broken up with battles and was chaotic it was still a life they had together and he had found himself a family. which i think having a family is part of what ankh has really wanted, to live and to be loved and to be part of a family and a community and to feel fulfilled through loving and being loved in return..

and then chiyoko comes up to him and is saying the attic is still open! it can be just like how things were before just you and eiji in the attic. and that part gets me any time i think about it. just you and eiji like before. because they really do become like a package deal. even when they clash and have disagreements they still are together and still have this sense of understanding and a sense of faith in one another knowing that theyll be there in the heat of the moment for one another. and that at the end of the day theyll both be in the attic, both of them finding themselves in between being human and being a monster and both of them being in love with one another but not being fully ready to admit that out loud or being unsure on if its okay to act on it

and thats something that makes me lose it about eijis character in the end of the show because i think by the end of the show hes like.. finally allowing himself to want things for himself and to not be completely devoid of desire and not being selfless to a completely self sacrificial degree. like in the end he finally takes everyone elses hands and accepts their help. in the end what his one true desire is that he wants ankh back, not to save the world, not because he needs an ally in battle, he wants ankh back entirely for himself because he loves ankh and needs ankh and wants a life with him and a future where theyre both alive.

anyway. im getting off track here bc my brain isnt working well but the final arc of the show around the ocean fight just has this.. very good build up of both ankh and eiji having changed as people and as characters entirely because of meeting one another and because of falling in love with one another and theyre both coming to terms with not only their feelings but also having to grapple with what it means to be human and what it means to be fighting to help people and save people. and its so good i love them so much. now im thinkint about the possibilities with the new movie and feeling insane but i digress

[warmcoals]

hiii ok first off i just wanna say i love u and ur blog and ur a huge icon to me. i need some advice if thats okay. i joined an animal crossing discord server and my best friend in there gives me serious egg vibes. should i say anything or just wait for them to come to me?

thank you for those ridiculously kind words. i cant understand being an icon but i hope im a decent one for you anon 🙇‍♀️

ok so here's the warmcoals deep lore: i have never hatched an egg in my life. and this is considering 85% of my friends are grade-a clear as crystal eggs. for all my talk im just a big schmuck so dont think of me as some authority on the subject 💀

BUT!!!!! i have learned some actually valuable lessons about how to handle this sort of thing from my vast collection of failures...ill kinda sum up what to do and not do to at least be the right kind of support to help them along, even if it takes forever

DO NOT: ask straight up if theyve thought about being trans, or any version of that. humans do not want to be told whats going on as a rule. it doesnt matter about being right or wrong or anything, if a person is gonna get somewhere theyre gonna use their own directions. also if someone does mention even a shred of gender stuff to you, dont assume their journey/presentation will match yours. i was wayyyy too pushy with one friend about skirts being a necessity and it def didnt help them at all.

DO: be as totally comfortable, open, and happy in your transness as possible. the best moment in the world for me was when i sent all my guy friends a meme about being the only trans girl in the group and they all ate that up, or like in animal crossing showing off all the cute fun outfits ive had fun making. even on other levels, like talking a tiny bit about hrt here and there, ive gotten braver about how i present and act and talk around them. and that has had so much more payoff than forcing the issue ever did. sometimes, if its a more serious/earnest talk, ill mention unhealthy feelings n habits that related to my "cis" phase, to open up and also sort of relate to stuff they are also going through (eg not having interests, bad relationships). they get a good idea of what trans is, and how happy i am as trans, and they might not connect the dots that it's them too (and dear sweet god is it) but theyll start being more brave in their engagement and exploration of gender, and even if they dont transition, i hope in some way they will work towards being truer versions of themselves.

tldr: dont tell them theyre trans, do Be Hella Trans and just a super supportive friend. sit gently on top of them until you feel that shell start to crack

[vasiliassuns]

001 for the ace ops, and 002 for wishbone and flora fun perhaps??

♥ 001 - ace operatives ♥ starting with my first impressions? i was mostly confused on who they were, because they first appeared in ep. 1 of volume 7 and arrested the main cast before leaving. my first impressions of their actual characters in ep. 2 forward? oh dear lord i love them so much. theyre all so diverse in personality, looks, semblances, fighting styles, etc, which really makes for fun new characters. throughout the volume, i love seeing them develop (especially how much we see of them in the episode named after them. gods i love that episode.) and how skilled they are. i really hate how in the end of the volume, they were played up as the bad guys and one of them was murdered to fuel angst for a character (even if that character deserves a good friend, especially after everything theyve seen and been through), which upsets me because knowing this show, theyll probably forever be seen as an enemy unless something similar that happened with cordovin happens with the ace-ops. all in all?? 1000/10. i love them. 

♥ 002 - wishbone ♥ when first watching volume 7, i didnt fully see the ship but then once i saw people pointing it out and other stuff?? gods, i love them. since their first real interaction was in episode 2, i yet again wound up loving them. both ace-ops (whom i would die for), and had good chemistry from what i see. throughout the volume i felt they got along with each other more than the other ace-ops possibly, and im not really counting the scene where clover is told not to bring marrow as a ‘they arent a thing’ scene, because professional wise, marrows gotta work on it a bit (dont get me wrong, i love him with all my heart, hes just not always the most professional). at the end of v7, i still love them so very much, but clovers been murdered, s o there goes the crumbs ig. all in all??? 1000/10, the they(tm) ♥ 002 - flora fun  ♥ a lot like wishbone, at first i didnt really see a ship between them, mostly because within the first 2 episodes, they only interact or are seen together a hand full of times, after ace-operatives aired and i saw a few posts on them being a thing, as well as connecting their allusions???? oh my gods i fell in love  i n s t a n t l y. after that, i could not see them on screen together or looking at each other without losing it because they look so good together. throughout the volume, i absolutely loved their dynamic and how well they work together. at the end of v7, i still love them with all my heart and really hope that a similar thing that happened with cordovin happens with the ace-ops (and james as well), because i really want to see them happily interacting more. all in all?????  ∞/10

[wheresmaldo865]

ShinsoXReader Valentine Day Special Featuring Song Dead Girl walking from the Heathers

 Happy Valentines day! I got this idea in my head and decided to type this up. I originally wanted to do it for Bokugo but wanted to extend my characters palette... since my inbox is always empty :(

But any way, full steam ahead! I didn’t really get the chance to do detailed editing so please forgive me if theres any errors. Also the song is a little out of order so that some things make more sense.

Also, someone please tell me how to properly spell this kids name. I seen it boths ways with and without a u 😭

There a little doodle of Shinsou at the end 😉

Warning: Vanilla smut (Nothing detailed)

Word Count: 1752

‘The Demon queen of high school has decreed it, she says Monday, 8am I will be deleted. They’ll hunt me down in study hall. Stuff and mount me on the wall. Thirty hours to live, how shall I spend them?’

            Standing there in a ghostly empty party room was the worst nightmare anyone could have imagined. A ruptured friendship. Three ugly sisters with more power then they deserved. Yet, she forgot.

           She had put herself into this whole mess. She had wanted to be part of the ugly sister comment. The bitter sweet sensation had brought her satisfaction and acceptance between her other peers.

Now it was… only bitter.

Because (Y/n) had even had the audacity to stand against them. They made it a public statement to make her live a living hell. As if the room hadn’t already been hot before.

Her palms were sweaty from the wild night she had. Her school uniform stuck to her cold skin a bit to tightly. (Y/n) collar seemed to squeeze tighter, and tighter as the night went on.

I don’t have to stay and die like cattle. I could change my name and ride up to Seattle. But I don’t own a motorbike.

           (Y/n) contemplated the endless options she could muster. Running away to the next town… or a town across the seas. Her parents didn’t need to know. No one needed to know anything. However, the more she thought upon one idea. The more ridiculous it ended up sounding. Even in her own head.

           So, she continued on her way home. The summer night was overwhelmingly stuffy. Large beads of sweat formed on her forehead and rolled down her red cheeks. Right about now she wished for nothing more than a cold shower to run down her spine.  

                       Y/n) spotted a window spilling light onto the side walk. Her eyes followed the beam of light to a room seated on a two-story building. She could a shadow of a figure walk by. Long spoffy hair poking out from all angles of his head. (Y/n) chuckled to herself.

           She knew who the lavender purple hair belonged to.

There was suddenly an interrupting thought that came into her mind. Something devious, something… naughty. The liquor in her blood burned and set her body a flame. Desire hit her with a bus, especially in the lower area. The more she played with the idea. The wetter she became.

           Wait, here an option that I like. Spend these thirty hours getting freaky!

Yeah!

           I need it hard. I’m a dead girl walking!

 (Y/n) marched her pretty little face right up to the door of Shinsou’s house. The blood in her veins mixed with the alcohol pumped excitedly. She was feeling too good to turn back. There was no hesitation in her hands as she lifted it to ring the doorbell twice.

           She waited patiently for the door to open.

I’m in your yeard. I’m a dead girling walking. Before they punch my clock. I’m snapping off your window lock. Got no time to knock. I’m a dead girl walking…

           The door finally opened. She was greated by the man himself, Hitoshi Shinsou. Someone she saw frequently in her life and had… affections toward. One could say the feelings were returned. There was only one way to find out now.

           “(Y/n)? What’re you doing in my house?”

She smiled innocently. She took her pointer finger and pressed it gently onto Shinsou lips. She found it amusing the way his eyes went wide. A blush slowly creeping its way onto his face.

           “Shhhh.”

Once Shinsou had finally regained his courage, he took her by the hand and led her inside. To him it was evident she wasn’t all put together, as she usually was. Before she could say anything more, he sat her up in his room. Giving her some water and medicine to replace the hangover pain she may have in the morning.

           “Better?” He asked with a soft smile.

She nodded. Though the courage in her heart did not disappeared with the buzz. (Y/n) scooted her body closer to his. Their shoulders, legs, and arms bumping in several places. The blushed rushed back to his, but he didn’t move away from her.  Her perfume flooded his senses. Rooting him in his place.

           Sorry, but I really had to wake you. See, I decided I must ride you ‘til I break you.

The blush on Shinsou’s cheeks traveled evenly to the rest of his face. He was completely blown away by the words that had just come out of his dear friends’ mouth.

           Of course, he adored his friend. He would risk life and limb for the women before him. On the other hand, this hadn’t been the way he had planned to confess to such a lovely girl.

           She was rubbing up against him in a way he almost couldn’t say no. Shinsou gently grabbed her by the shoulders and forced himself to pause for a moment. He had to be sincere now. For her sake.

           “Wait, wait! What has gotten into you?”

‘Cause Heather says I gots to go. You’re my last meal on death row. Shut your mouth and lose them tighty whiteys”

           (Y/n) turned the table on him. She wiggled her way around him. Pinning him underneath her on his bed. There was her scent again, intoxicating his mind. The way she moved to sit upon his waist did the unimaginable to him. He was beginning to feel tight in the jeans he wore.

           He shot up again. As much as Shinsou wanted this. The desire for her consent grew bigger than anything poking in his pants. He would hate himself for several eternities if she regretted this in the end.

           “Wait.” The word fell firmly to (Y/n) ears. Her giggles became put aside. She starred wide eyes and locked eyes with Shinsou Listening attentively to what he had to say to her.

           Shinsou’s eyes closed for a moment. He simply let himself be present in her presence. Allowing him to short his desires and feelings.

           “I…” He started but couldn’t finished until another second passed. “I have cherished you… for what seems like forever now. Watching you become such a powerful hero and wonderful friend. I would do anything to protect you from any harm. Even if that means it’s from myself. So, I have to know. You have to be certain.”

           Shinsou toned shifted from his love filled admiration to an urgent one. What he said next was a serious matter to him.

           “You have to be certain this is what you want. With me. A life and a future with someone like me. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you get home safe.”

           Shinsou’s room became painfully silent for a few moments. (Y/n) eyes traveled to his chest. Perhaps trying to dissect his rapidly beat heart for sincerity. When she came back to meet his gaze… Shinsou had a feeling she had her answer.

           A soft smile graced her lips. Her face was so close to his he could taste the drink she had on his tongue.

           And you know, you know, you know. Its cause you’re beautiful. You say you’re numb inside, but I can’t agree. So the worlds unfair. Keep it locked out there. In Here it’s beautiful. Let’s make this beautiful!”

            Her lips were on his in an instant. Her hands slide across his chest and up to his neck. Losing themselves in his wild hair. It took him a moment to register what was finally happening. Once he knew, boy. Did he respond. His arms found their way around (Y/n) waist and brought her closer to him. It didn’t take long before the grinding became heated. Kisses became hastily sloppy. Hands were slipping into places never touched by anyone else.

           One by one, clothes were beginning to come off.

 Tonight, I’m yours. I’m your dead girl walking! Get on all fours! Kiss this dead girl walking. Let’s, go you know the drill. I’m hot and pissed and on the pill. Bow down to the will- Of a dead girl walking!

            Shinsou had (Y/n) pinned down to his bed. His pillowed framing her face perfect, though her hair was already becoming a mess. The face she was giving him still droves his desire. He wanted you immediately. It was only a matter of time before Shinsou had his thumb hooked on the pants and panties (Y/n) had chosen to wear. Sliding them off her smooth (S/c) legs. The new cool air rubbing against her sex produced a whimper from her throat. Shinsou chuckled lighty at the reaction.

           He then removed his own shirt. Moving to then remove hers. He plucked the buttons one by one. The bra she wore was gone in a second. Revealing her total naked body to him. A sculpture he could marvel in for hours if he was given the time.

           Full steam ahead. Take this dead girl walking! Lets break the bed. Rock this dead girl walking. No sleep tonight for you. Better chug that Mountain Dew! Get your ass in gear. Make this whole town disappear.

                      (Y/n) rose up from her place. Starling Shinsou slightly. He let out a small yelp when he found himself on his back again. His face turned red again when (Y/n) undid the buckle of his pants and ran them down impatiently. As if he would run away when the clock struck 12.

           Her mouth found his member way too quickly for Shinsou to take. A loud groan caught him off guard as her wet lips wrapped around him. Her tongue swirling in all the right spots. Another growl ripped through his teeth when the full length of him hit the back of her throat. Combined with rhythmic pumping of her mouth and hand was almost too much for him. Shinsou had to protest for a stop before he would be completely spent.

           Sitting up and looking into (Y/n). He couldn’t be filled with anymore lust before her burst. It only took another minute for (Y/n) to lay on her back. Shinsou nestling himself between her legs. Teasing her wet entrance.

           A single push at the hip was all it took for him to be completely inside her.

  The rest of the night Shinsou and (Y/n) spent their new-found time tangled in each other. Pleasure and it each touch filled with loving passion. They shared every moment they could. Hot breathes, moans and kisses coming from their lips.