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sincericida · 9 months
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I have this story in my head about frat peter who has a best friend since 6th grade she's seen him through every thing his nerdy phase his if I talk to girls I'll faint phase and now his im going to fuck every girl in my vicinity because I can phase and since joining the frat peter has become douchey and more of an asshole she's tried to accommodate his new found personality and try to move forward with their friendship and since he's her only friend in college (they applied to colleges together specifically so they could be there for each other) she hangs around the frat house all the time and while some of Peter's brothers don't mind her and actually like hanging around her some are mad because peter won't let anyone sleep with her but he also won't date her so she's technically not off limits and one day she hears an annoyed frat bro say that he doesn't understand why peter keeps her around cause he won't date her but their friendship is not strong enough anymore to justify her hanging around all the time.This makes her finally realise how peter has been treating her so poorly and not valuing their friendship and then.....starts dating around and making new friends
What do you think happens next ?
Hey anon! Thank you for asking, dear!
I think from there, there has to be a lot of anguish. She will come to his senses, suffer for it, but will seek a life without frat!Peter, have other friendships, kiss other lips... even though frat!Peter is deep in your heart. When one day, frat!Peter notices that she is no longer at her full disposal, that she has a life without him, and that others enjoy her company (and her lips too), frat!Peter will finally come to his senses, seeing the great sucker he was being, how important she is in his life, that the possibility of losing her is real, and how much it hurts in his heart to see her slip through his fingers. There will be a lot of deadlock and suffering (his), because she it will not make things easier, since she no longer believes in him. He’ll have to fight for her, show him that the feeling is mutual, that it’s real.
Any beautiful and talented Tumblr writer reading this, please help us!
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word-wytch · 1 year
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I think there's something that needs to be said about encouraging readers to leave feedback.
For me it's not about "tell me my writing is amazing and stroke my ego"
It's more about "please engage with me so that I can experience your joy secondhand and foster a connection with you"
I understand that not everyone wants this in their reading experience, some people are shy and a million other reasons why maybe someone wouldn't want to engage and that's perfectly fine!
But what I'm trying to steer away from is being a passive content creator with passive consumers. What I want to steer toward is fostering a community that is essential to fandom. I want to see your reactions because it makes me feel like I'm a part of something.
On encouraging reblogs —
I understand that not everyone is comfortable reblogging, especially explicit content. This is ok!
But just consider that the only reason you were able to enjoy a fic or fanart is because someone else shared it, and by not sharing it yourself you are potentially robbing someone else of the opportunity to enjoy it as much as you did.
As OPs our reach only goes so far and this website relies on reblogs in order for anything to truly get seen by a wider audience.
So that's really it! That's why I encourage these two things at the end of every story I post. Not because I'm trying to be demanding and "make people feel bad" if they don't do it.
I know most other social media sites encourage mindless content consumption and that's just the way of the world nowadays, but I am from a time when community was at the heart of fandom and I just don't want to lose that.
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beescake · 4 months
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Are you an AraSol enthusiast. If you’re a Sollux fan you must be it’s impossible to enjoy him without also enjoying araSol. It comes with the xbox
HELL YEHA OFC I LOVE THEM
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theyre so endgame 4 me
i also think they are the coolest characters in homestuck. nobody else on their level
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Armed Detective Agency, Yokohama
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ask-funnybunnydoll · 5 months
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Can yall dress up like Adam Sandler please
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R: that was horrible...
J: You're a doll... you're MEANT to dress up?!
P: I have never felt better
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frownyalfred · 2 months
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Imagining Alfred's horror the first time he has to send out the batmobile to Crime Alley
1. Because him having to send it out means His Boy is hurt enough he can't make it back on his own
And 2. Because it's Crime Alley, and the petrified thought of losing Bruce where he lost Thomas and Martha
I've always thought that Bruce bleeding out in Crime Alley decades later would be very poetic for Gotham. Maybe when the city thinks he's given enough, fought long enough, he has to go where he was always meant to be -- into death, with his parents.
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anonymouscheeses · 6 months
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I ❤️ WOMEN
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WOMEN!!! I LOVE WOMEN AAA
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allastoredeer · 2 months
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Omg I can't choose between young Alastor pretending to be gay to dodge the draft or him going "You banned broadcasting so now I'm joining and making you pay to give me practical experience"
Right? Both concepts have been bouncing around in my brain. On the one hand, I love Alastor pretending to be gay to avoid going to war. It just - its so good. It's 🤌
But on the other hand, Alastor joining the army and developing skills in radio and broadcasts from there is just so RAHHHHHHHH. I'm chewing on it. Yummy yummy yummy, it's so delicious. It also means he's a war veteran and I just
This guy
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This guy is a war veteran
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He fought in World War 1
Is that not the greatest thing ever?
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rosedom · 3 months
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He looks at them with a slight blushy haze, their pouted lips and sad eyes doing him no favour.
" O-of course dear, is there something you want in particular?"
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As soon as his back hit the bed he lost all sense of time. When did his lover stop kissing him and start stripping him? he doesn't know but that doesn't matter since they're consuming all his senses. His beloved kissed him deeply as they massaged his sides, their hands slowly moving higher to rir him of his top. Their kisses moved from lips, to jaw, to throat becoming hungrier as they descend. His chest was bare for their hunger, they licked along his scar before taking his nipple between their lips. They suckled and nipped on one side while their other hand, fingers slicked with his saliva, tugged and rolled his other bud. As they engrossed themselves with his chest their hands gripped his waist, moving lover until they reached the pants of his akedemia uniform he kept on. They untied his belt, removed his pants but left his underwear on. They kissed his scars before moving down his belly, their hands now gripping and massaging his bottom as they reached the elastic if his boxers. They rested their chin just above his wetness and looked at him with adoring eyes.
"Perhaps we should return to our studies now"
As they spoke their chin was digging the bone above his opening , giving him just enough stimulation to clench on the air.
"F-Fuck off"
his statement didn't last very long as it was interrupted by his own gasp when his lover decided to put their mouth onto his clothed sex.
He couldn't help but moan and whine as they pushed their tongue in and ground their nose against his dick, the layer of fabric giving him extra stimulation.
"G-GET OFF AND DO IT PROPERLY!" His face was glowing with sweat and a blush
His annoying lover giggled as they back off to take his underwear off of him, seeing the mess they made.
Pubic hair slightly tousled and wet, the wetness becoming more prominent as they looked onto his twitching dick and leaking hole. the surrounding skin all red in a blush.
They moved their head down, kissing his knee, then thigh, then his inner thigh. when they got close to his sex they gently blew on it, which was met by a twitch and a light kick from him.
They gave his slit teasing kitten licks that gained more pressure then higher they moved, until they reached his tip and sucked him.
As they bobbed their head to and fro their thumbs spread him open then moved their dominant hand's middle finger to rub onto the boney flesh right under his dick, where the nerves hiding his urethra would be closest.
His hips started bucking, demanding more stimulation. His beloved obliged, sinking two fingers into his heat.
The continuous stimulation made him cum, but that want enough for them.
(AFAB! reader ahead)
As he caught his breath they rid themselves of their clothes, their own wetness becoming unbearable.
They straddled him and started kissing him deeply once again. He groped their chest, tweaking their nipples a few times before the both of them started grinding onto eachother.
They pulled back, as his partner needed air, and adjusted their position.
With his dick against their clit, they started fucking themselves onto him. Thrusts small but deep, sending waves of pleasure through his core.
With his earlier climax and his lover practically edging themselves it didn't take long before they were going to cum.
He started letting out small drizzles of a clear liquid before he squirted, overwhelmed with pleasure. His beloved fucked him right through his orgasm, his juices covering their lower torso, until they themselves came.
After taking a few breaths they collapsed onto the bed.
"Well how was that for a reward?" they teased him with a smile.
"Shut up" He groaned as he cuddled into their chest and drifted to sleep. He whined when his partner left but came back with a wet rag, wiping them both down and bring particularly delicate around his dick, before returning to their earlier position and drifting to sleep.
AAAAA I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD I love the trans coded puppet
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part 1 !!
all like, "i hope this was good," as if this didn't give me a hard-on now . . .
t4t kuni and reader ,, dfjdkfj this was so !! i am so in love with his wet boxers, his mussed up hair . . . perfect for reader to bury themself in ><
he's so needy for reader, even when he doesn't act like it . . . god, i love him so much. pls never give up writing (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)
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morebird · 5 months
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Do you have any tips for how you draw faces so good? Besides just visual references? Do you ever free draw them? I've been trying to figure it out but it's been frustrating to try to find the write way to start I feel the more I practice the more complicated it gets
Is.... the way I draw faces that good? I feel like a lot of you see the final artwork and think that it looks this good from the very start, when actually my art with only the line art looks goofy af, at least for me.
I am going to bare you my soul anon, because I think all the lighting and shading makes everything look better than it actually is:
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So here it is Mr. Priest himself in various stages of progress, as you can see the face with only the line art is nothing special, the lighting and shadows is what makes it great.
Now for the advice part. For me at least getting the right shape of everything helps. Forget it's a face, it's just pieces that have to fit together. Don't just look at the shape of each part, but also the space between each of them. I wish I had some examples but most of the times I delete that layer once I have a good sketch. But here is a simplified version of what I do:
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So I guess this is an advice of how to properly use visual references. I don't draw without references, because I don't trust my brain, some things are fine to draw from memory but faces aren't one of those things. Also this is just me and how I do things, doesn't mean you cant learn and draw from memory.
Maybe your problem is not the same as mine, for me all the individual pieces are easy to draw but it's all of them together what messes with my brain, so with a rough rough sketch I have everything in its place and then I can work on making it "pretty"
This is without getting into perspective, because that's something that I don't know how to teach or explain and it takes some time to get it right. I have been drawing Destiny stuff for 3 years from all kinds of crazy perspective so after all of that practice drawing a face in a 3 point perspective is not that complicated. References help too 😅
I also would like to mention, I am not an expert or professional. I am still learning too, so maybe this is not the best way to approach things. I know that there are multiple more correct ways to draw faces, with all the circles and lines but that never worked for me. I tried to learn it like that, got frustrated and stopped. And then I started treating faces as robot parts that all have it's place and shape, and it worked.
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enluv · 1 year
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— just a thought.
the excessive amount of hate writers have been getting lately is actually terrible?? it blows my mind that people can be so bold and mean on anon but if that anon button was not available they’d NEVER think to send that hate. it’s actually crazy to think that people believe writers owe them anything, yes we’re thankful that you support and read our stories but we are also human, we have feelings and lives too!! please remember that and remember to be kind to your favorite writers (all writers at that) because they work hard to provide you with amazing stories and writings everyday!!
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ask-the-rag-dolly · 5 months
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Yeeeees~
They’ll ask you a loooot~ of questions after this adventuuuuurrrrrree~
And theeeeeen~ they’ll give youuuuuu~
ALL THE HUGS AND WORDS OF AFFIRMATION YOU NEEEEEEEEED~!!!
MUHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAA!!!!
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"The gifts... the talks... the 'it's okay to not be okay' cakes..."
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Okay I saw you want more submits talking about pure filth so I had an idea.
I honestly feel like Ethan Landry would be like seriously into pussy worship. Like he’d want to go down on you all of the fucking time but like in a very submissive way? I’m talking him on his knees while your stood up with your hands in his hair, pulling his face into your pussy and fully grinding all over his face. He’ll do it till he can’t fucking breathe anymore with tears literally rolling down his face but he just can’t get enough of it and he���d 100 percent cum just from eating you out without you even needing to touch him.
Just popped into my mind and who best to share this idea with than the smut queen?
Smut queen eh? How sweet are you! 
For real, you got inside my head Anon so fuck it. You get to have a piece. This is what I am talking about, requests are closed but if you send in something that sparks the inspo then my brain will RUN with it! Ethan has a mouth made for eating pussy, those lips are built to cradle clit I swear to God. I did this all in one go, so let’s go!
Rating. Explicit. Length. 1.4K. Ethan Landry X AFAB! Reader. Warnings: Ethan Is A Needy Slut. Begging. Eating Out. Pussy Worship. Praise. Dirty Talk. Crying. Grinding. Face fucking. Premature Ejaculation. Ethan Creams His Jeans Hands Free. 
Pay Your Respects.
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You don’t think you have ever met a guy as needy as Ethan Landry, hell you aren’t sure there is any man you haven’t met who could top him in that regard. He wants, he pines, he craves and he begs so fucking prettily, just like he is right now. He was going to come over and you knew he would be there soon, you thought you had enough time for a shower, you miscalculated, which meant that he came over before you could, still wrapped in your robe before you could clean up. You let him in and as soon as the door closed he was on you, poor thing couldn’t hold back, needed to kiss you by way of greeting. 
It makes you laugh against his mouth, saying a playful and amused, “Hey there-”, between kisses. He returned the greeting, far more out of breath than you were, “Hi.” 
It had been all of two days since you saw each other but he was acting like it was a month apart. You returned his affection, pressing nearer, arms wrapped around his neck, leaning up, fervent presses of your mouths together, teases of tongue before you break it, pull away and ask, “How are you?”
“M’ fine.” It was a lie. He looks so upset that you weren’t still kissing him, a look akin to a kicked puppy, sad eyes and a pout that could break almost anyone's heart, make whomever want to give him whatever he wanted to put a smile back on his face. He has something in mind, the short clipped answers and his overall body language communicating that. You asked, “You don’t wanna talk?” 
A shake of his head and you hum, “Hmm what could you want,-” His hands are on your waist and your fingers toy with the soft curls at the base of his neck, “-what could you want…”
He had been holding eye contact with you the whole time you stopped kissing him but now he breaks it, eyes dropping down, a brief flick that you catch. Corners of your lips quirk up and you let him go, your hands slide down and you start to open your robe, you ask quietly, “Have you eaten?”
“No.” He responds quickly, his eyes watching every single move of your fingers, watching you untie the belt, pull aside plush pastel fabric, enjoying every single inch of skin that is revealed to him. 
“Are you hungry?” 
“Starved.” He admits, voice clearly strained and you grin at how needy he is just seeing your body partially exposed. 
“Get on your knees.” 
He drops down so quickly that you are sure it hurts his knees. You slip off the robe, let it pool around your feet and his hands are on your hips, he is dipping his head and moving so fast and you tell him, “Wait!”
He suppresses a whine, big brown eyes staring up at you, positively pleading and you lead him, commanding, “Slow down.”
Doing as directed he takes it slower, leans in, moving lower, his hand slides down your hip, over your ass, under your thigh he pulls, giving him more access to you. Lips meet near your knee and he starts to kiss up your inner thigh, looking up at you the entire time, gauging your reaction, waiting, hoping that you will give him the go ahead. "Please?"
"Please what?" You ask and he asks again, "Please let me eat you out? Let me make you cum. I'm dying, I need it-"
You let him squirm, wait until he is literally doing so, lips so close to where he wants and where you do too, when you finally say, “Go ahead.”
His mouth latches onto you so fucking fast. 
You abandoned shame in regards to him eating you out before you can shower a long time ago. He seemed to love it much more that way, the reaction he has to the natural smell of you is as if he gets high on it, the taste of you better than any meal. That first swipe of his tongue through your folds he moans loudly, pornographic, desperate. Your leg ends up over his shoulder, your fingers buried in his hair as he settles in, finds his rhythm, he is so fucking good at this. He wants nothing more than to please you, to worship you, show all of the reverence a human being can solely with his tongue buried in your cunt. 
A roll of your hips, grinding against his face, you pull on his hair, hard, he groans as you yank him nearer, bringing him closer. He loves to tongue fuck you and his enthusiasm makes you love it too, him trying to get himself as deep as he can in you while you grind your engorged clit against his nose, the pleasure spikes with every push of your hips and flex of his tongue. Your head falls back as you moan his name and his head is swimming, he is painfully hard in his jeans, aching, trying to keep breathing but he wants to please you more. You fucking his face like this makes it no easy task but he doesn’t care, he just wants you to cum on his face, it’s more important than air. 
He feels how you pulse on his tongue, getting wetter, leaking down his chin, you shiver, tugging on his hair, panting and moans getting louder and louder. He feels light headed, he isn’t giving up, he works harder, he takes your direction further. You lead him, jerking his head up by his hair, he sucks your clit deeply and he can tell you are nearly there, close to cumming in front of the door of your apartment. 
“Ethan, fuck, such a good boy, m’ so-so close. Don’t stop!” You rush it out on a single exhale, you gasp after that, back starting to arch and he knows, it is almost like he can feel it, feel your impending orgasm, as if it is giving him pleasure too, his tied to yours.
Bucking his own hips as he sucks and licks. It hurts, he needs to get his pants open but he is helping support you, he can’t let you fall or lose your orgasm, not after all this hard work, he just can’t, it’s unthinkable. He is grinding against the seam of his jeans and the zipper, it hurts but the stimulation even if it is painful, it isn’t all hurt, the undercurrent of pleasure and pressure, the sounds you make, your taste and you being so near to your end does it. 
He overflows in more ways than one.
He cries, tears spill down his cheeks from his own release happening in his pants, overstimulating, achy and unsatisfying as well as the lack of air. The load is impressive, his underwear feels uncomfortably plastered to his skin but he doesn’t think of any of that. He is focused on you, the fact that you are now cumming on his tongue at the tail end of his own ruined orgasm. You are panting out his name and he wishes he could have that on a tape to listen to on repeat. He loves how you say his name as you draw out every ounce of your climax on his tongue.
You finally, finally come down, your hips stop, you aren’t grinding now, no longer fucking his face, sucking down a deep breath trying to regain some composure. He gasps for air and it makes you look down at him for the first time in several minutes, his face is soaked. Slick, drool, tears, lips parted, hair a wreck, he looks blissed out and totally happy, the definition of pussy drunk. 
“Awe my poor little crybaby.” You say fondly around a laugh, light, musical, your leg comes down off his shoulder, confident you can stand on your own legs safely, “You okay honey?”
He nods, your hand slips from his hair and goes down his face, you cup his cheek and he leans into your touch, half smile on his face as he noses against your palm. Your thumb swipes over his bottom lip before you tilt his chin up, “You did amazing, you want your turn now?”
His eyes had closed in contentment from you touching him but upon you saying that they fly back open, “Uhh, no, no I’m okay-”
He shifts and you notice he looks uncomfortable and that is when you catch the wet spot on his jeans. You could tease him, you could be mean, instead you offer, “You wanna join me in the shower?” 
Ethan jumps at the chance. He doesn’t know what he will change into after the shower but getting to help you clean up and the prospect that maybe he can go back down for seconds makes any other thought impossible.
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jewish-vents · 4 months
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I’m Jewish through my dad but I wasn’t raised in the community(i learned what Purim was two weeks ago, i was fully not in it), so when I got to college last august I decided to really dive in and it’s been a beautiful sort of homecoming for me. I joined SAEPi and got into Chabbad leadership at my campus, and I’m almost at the point where I can do the Chabbad Shabbat prayers before and after dinner without stumbling over my words. Gonna surprise my grandma if I see her in the summer. Anyways.
When October 7th happened it was a shock to my system, because I was a baby Jew barely getting my feet. My parents never mentioned antisemitism to me as something that could affect me in the future, it was always a thing of the past. But I was right there standing in the doorway between jew-ish and Jewish, and it pushed me over the edge. I had many friends with family in Israel. I had a couple friends whose friends died in the attack. Everyone in that group was my family. It felt personal.
When the march in dc happened I went with one of my friends, and it was sad, but amazing to see in person how strong we are. In the plane terminal on the way home he and I got cornered and called baby killers, among other things, because he was wearing a kippa and his Israeli first responder coat. That was my first time experiencing antisemitism and it was terrifying, even though I didn’t get hurt. It was terrifying even though my friend was built like a tank and would’ve protected me. It was terrifying just to sit in the train car with him and watch a woman stare at him with wide eyes like he was some kind of criminal. I stepped closer to him as if to remind her he’s human. I stared back at her with just as much fear and watched her snap out of it, confused.
Last week was holocaust awareness week at my college, and one of the things I did was spend a couple hours in the plaza reading the names of people that died. I found 34 Feldmans and Fotts. I found family names, Chana and Fayge and Jeshua and Sophia Feldman one after the other, and still am wondering if that was part of my family that didn’t make it to the US in time.
I called my grandma and asked for everything she could remember about her family lineage and how we got here, everything she had from that part of her life. I thought that there would be plenty to lean into, family recipes and heirlooms and stories, but there was barely anything. She has a Star of David necklace and a ton of repressed memories, next to nothing else. The recipes I could find were through my great aunt, some short instructions from my great grandmother on the back of a letter she sent to the aunt about what to ask for from a kosher butcher.
My family made it here in 1915 and 1921, they escaped before the holocaust, but they still weren’t untouched because of the ways they were ostracized and othered when they got here. My grandmother will barely admit she’s Jewish because none of her kids passed it on, it’s easier for her to let it go. I didn’t understand this until I realized that one couldn’t be hurt by the grief and pain of a family they aren’t part of.
Even those that survive are not left unscarred.
How could this not be personal? How could it not be generationally affective when it’s pushed so many to minimize their Jewishness out of self preservation? Raise their kids thinking they aren’t Jewish and hope their names never end up on a list of living or dead Jews? People still don’t see us as human. the antisemites still want to scar us. They want us to forget who we are.
It’s unreal to me when goyim act like American Jews in the current day are unaffected by the past and safe from antisemitism. I’ve been here less than a year and have been screamed at in an airport, have uncovered serious intergenerational trauma, and realized that of my Jewish family I have nothing to hold on to but a torn in half piece of paper with a sentence long tangent about brisket.
We are strong and we will outlive them, but god are we still fucking fighting for our lives.
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just-null-cult · 6 months
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Just curious, have you read a Noritoshi x reader fanfic on Quotev titled Body is one, mind is a million?? It is SO. GOOD. SO. GOOD.
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^^^real image of me reading that fic in every chapter
Anon, I need to make out with you rn. Why was this gem hidden from me. Tysm for telling me about this, i will think of nothing else.
heres the link if you want to read it for yourself!
[my rabid ramblings and fanboying under the cut]
FORGIVE ME FOR THE PERSON ILL BECOME ONCE I FINISH READING THIS ALL. IM GONNA TRY SO HARD NOT TO MAKE THIS MY PERSONALITY.
I read the first chapter and intro, and I'm already hooked. Stoic and PINING NORITOSHI??? + TEASING GN READER?????????? I COULD FEEL THE PINING FIRST CHAP IN IM FUCKING DONE.
dude, you have no idea how badly I needed this in my veins. it's so tough finding fics that I like, and this one is so //PUNCHES MYSELF.. man if i tweak how i write for Noritoshi bc of this fic, i'll die. tysm to the writers out there.
IM GONNA GO DELUSIONAL BRO OH MY GOD AFJEK the way Kuzure (the author) wrote Noritoshi to be annoyed by you but grow to love you. its. ITS MY FAVORITE TROPE.. kuzure........ i have to add you to the wall of heros..
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yanderemommabean · 4 months
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*knocks on door politely*
Hello! Just dropping by with this AMAZING Gojo audio I found on YouTube!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XBYXLAFzTy0
It is SFW, but it is Yandere!Gojo pretty much exactly as I envision him. Honestly, this VA has a lot of other amazing Gojo audios (though most of them are SFW, just so yall horndogs know /j)
Anyway, that's all I dropped by for. Keep up the awesome work, Momma!
*sprints away from door as fast as possible*
oohh! I can't wait to give this a listen! My own recommendation that's NSFW is this creator on P*rnhub called "Akira dubs"
They do amazing audios and some are even yandere themed, there's even a recent Gojo one for those curious!
-Mommabean
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