#was working but on my weekend so imma try and get some more out

[better-in-threes]

"oh celestia, this.. its a ponies cutie mark. Omg i think its Button lace's cutie mark! thats..thats the first pony, the first one we lost. Theres no way they didnt drop this off, my home isnt that far from hay's hardware. This is horrific, im gonna get this tested imminently. Maybe the way it was preserved for 5 years will help us catch the big three"

[roaringroa]

they should make a life where you don't have appointments, work, school and scheduled events every single day for months on end

[satorusugurugurl]

Wake Up Call

Summary: Nanami Kento does everything in his power to try to wake you up for a meeting. But damn you're too cute!

Pairing: Nanami Kento x FAB!Reader

Word Count: 942

Warning: fluff, suggestive

A/N: Staring Fluffy Fridays! Every Friday you’ll get a fluffy one shot/drabble! 😘💚 I have a severe sinus infection, so I’ll be at home all weekend working on requests and stuff! Antibiotics here we go!! (totally not rolling on the floor in pain)🥲

The annoying buzzing of your phone pulled you away from the cozy sheets. Whining in protest, you smother your face back into the sheets. Nanami watched you from the bedroom door, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of his lips. You were so adorable when you were sleepy like this.

Your alarm kept blaring, making you throw the covers over your face, clung Nanami in that he needed to step in. He trod carefully over to you, his palm gently pressing against your upper arm and moving his hand up and down in gentle strokes, watching you stir slightly, heavy eyelids lifting to gaze at him.

“Love, you need to wake up.”

“Mmm.” You protested, shoving your face into his pillow that you spooned.

“That was the third time you snoozed your alarm. You asked me to wake you up, do you remember?” strands of your hair fell over your face as you hummed. “You have a meeting this morning with Gojo and Yaga.” Surely your boyfriend thought that would do the trick, but you didn't budge.”Love, your meeting concerns the curriculum you're starting on barriers.” You cuddled the pillow more, moaning softly.

Nanami hated seeing you so tired. You have been working so hard for the last month. Working overtime, skipping meals, not getting enough sleep. All of those factors spoke volumes about your character. You were hard-working and devoted to making the world a better case, ridding it of one curse at a time. Regardless of how strong your work ethic was, you also needed some time to rest and unwind. Nanami wanted you to sleep, but he also knew how hard you worked on your presentation for the meeting. A meeting a particular coworker wouldn’t shut up over if you were to show up at the last minute.

“Gojo is going to tease you if you show up late.”

“Mmm, stupid blindfolded bastard.” You slurred, curling in on yourself. “He makes’ fun of me Imma snap that dirty blindfold against his face like a rubber band.”

Nanami sputtered a laugh, his large hand reaching up to stifle it. You were so cute and blunt when you were sleepy like this! Nanami turned the opposite way, laughing harder into his palm, cheeks flushed while his shoulders shook.

“Sorry to break it to you,” he chuckled, shaking his head, “but you’ll have to get through his infinity to do that.”

“Minor setback,”

“My love.” his freehand trailed down, gently massaging your hip, peeking out from underneath the sheet. You didn’t move, breathing deeper as you slowly drifted back to sleep. “Come on, you need to get up.”

“Ken~ five more minutes, please~”

With a glance at his watch, Nanami sighed in defeat. You’d still have time to make it to work if you picked up breakfast to go. He could put in a mobile order; that way, you could sleep in just a bit more like you wanted. Like he wanted, you deserved to get as much rest as possible.

“Fine, I’m snoozing your alarm for eight minutes,” he repeated to your dozing form. “If you fight me on it in eight minutes, I will be dragging you into the shower myself.”

“Ooookay, love ya’,” your sleepy form whispered.

“Love you too, honey.”

Eight minutes later, you groveled, hiding under the sheets as Nanami stomped in. He waited briefly to see if you would get up on your own. Without hesitation, your hand snaked out from under the layers of blankets and hit the snooze button for a fourth time.

Releasing a heavy sigh, Kento rolled his sleeves up to his elbows before digging you out from your fortress of blankets. His sudden actions had your heart racing and eyes going wide. Having him pick you up like that was a great wake-up call! You giggled and kicked your feet as Nanami carried you into the shower, not fazed by his tight grip.

“There.” Kento placed you down in front of the shower. “Get to it.” Fingers yanked your shirt over your head, tossing it to the floor. “You’re going to be late.” But as he turned to walk out, you grabbed him, pulling him back into your bare chest.

“Oooh, Kento~ let me thank you for the wake-up call!” There was no chance you would let him leave now. You were wide awake and ready to go as you pulled him into the shower with a smile so sweet it could give him cavities.

Despite Nanami’s best efforts, you still arrived ten minutes late to work. Hair was messily done, a cold latte in your hands, and your uniform buttons were mismatched. Yaga jumped as you slammed a box of donuts down on the table as a makeshift apology before waving bye to Nanami, who headed to his office.

“Oooh~ my oh my! Ex-salaryman jujutsu sorcerer and our talisman expert had a lovely morning!” Satoru reached into the donut box, licking his lips as he took a bite from a jelly-filled donut. “You got a hickey on your neck, by the way, ~”

You gave Satoru your best Geto Suguru smile and head tilt. “Hey, Gojo, come here; you have powdered sugar on your blindfold.”

“Oh!?” he leaned forward, grinning. “Thanks for telling me I owe you big—” You yanked his blindfold away from his face, snarling down at the blue-eyed man before releasing it with a snap. “OW!!” Hearing Gojo’s yelp, Nanami roared with laughter as he continued down the hall; what a great way to start his morning.

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@darkstarlight82 @pandoness @nealeart

[applepinsss]

YOUR LOVE ☪︎

"Can I have some of your love?"

genre: fluff, silly idea, Miles being absolutely whipped for reader

synopsis: Miles finally decides to make a move on his hallway crush.

song inspo: Some - Steve Lacy

tags: @oliveeoil

AN: imma be real, this is like my first miles fic ever, so if i write him a bit out of character, im so sorry guys 😭 but i really enjoyed writing this and i tried to make it as cute as possible! anyways i hope you enjoy!

Things can be repetitive. Each day feels just like the one before it, causing things to become a pattern. It happens to the best of us, even to the pride of Brooklyn himself. The days Miles could recall were starting to mix. Go to school, vigilante work and go home for the weekend, over and over again. This was how things had been for the past month or two, at least until a few weeks ago.

Before, school was more like a blurry mess of repetitive assignments and classes, a place that he disliked and just not worthy of getting up early for everyday. Now for the first time in a while, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement every morning. Couldn't help waking up early, getting ready and being focused on one thing, the same thing that was on his mind on late nights. Having him giddy with excitement, being a bit quicker out the door every morning just to be even a little bit earlier to wander the hallways for a while, scanning the groups of fellow students while hoping to find a specific face every morning before class.

He spots you from a distance, playing it cool and only looking for a moment, just to admire from a distance before being forced to head over to first period. Hurrying to class as he mulls over your appearance in his head, trying to keep the image fresh so he can replicate it on paper.

You had your hair in a simple 'fro today, having taken out the French curl braids you had in for months. Miles always enjoyed how creative you were with your hair, showing up with a different style everyday whether braided or free, as he always tried hard to notice the differences in each style before doing his best to recreate it on paper.

Class passes as usual, the dull lecture of the teacher being nothing more than white noise as Miles does his best to redraw what he saw from you this morning. As he moves from class to class it feels like he sees you almost everywhere. Gathered at the lockers laughing with a friend or two, leaving a class with an armful of books and a binder or just aimlessly wandering the halls, either avoiding returning to class or on your way to the restroom.

There were so many chances in the day to talk, but besides the overwhelming nervousness at the thought he didn't exactly know how. You were in his Studio Art class and you had spoken to him before but only briefly to compliment his J's, to which he responded with an awkwardly enthusiastic thanks. To avoid embarrassing himself he kept his distance, picturing the day where he’d finally work up the nerve to say hi.

Today was actually different from the usual class; In Studio Art today, your class has been volunteered (more of assigned) to help work on painting some large set pieces for theater. As you’re all standing in front of the theater director for instructions on where to begin, by some form of luck, Miles ends up piled in next to you. With this realization he feels a good amount of fear and curiosity inside, with him being able to see you clearly in his peripherals simply waiting, although with a faint air of frustration for the group to begin.

Something inside him wants to speak up and say something, anything to get your attention but the fear of saying something embarrassing keeps him silent as his mind races to come up with a subject of interest. He spares a few glances only to find you already looking at him, now refusing to look at you even after hearing you let out a huff of laughter, still staring. “...bruh, I've seen you staring already. Can I help you?” You laugh as you watch him stammer to come up with a response, eyes looking everywhere but at you. “Oh-! Um, shit, sorry..uhh…your J’s, where'd you get them from??”

Oh my God, are you serious? You could have said anything, and you asked about her shoes?? He watches in embarrassment as you look down at your shoes and back up at him in confusion. “Uhh, at the mall. Why?” He hesitates for a moment before blurting out a response. “They, uh, they look nice.” You nod. “Oh, thanks.” An awkward silence follows, with you and Miles both sneaking glances at each other before being dismissed to work with everyone else. Feeling a bit embarrassed and disappointed, Miles began to walk off only to realize you were following behind him.

You can't help but smile at his surprised expression before hurrying ahead towards a tarp with some smaller set peices. “We should start with these first, don't you think?” He watches as you sit down cross-legged on the tarp, silently inviting him to sit with you. “Uhh, yeah, sure.” He smiled back, sitting down with you and watching as you mess with a few bottles of paint before glancing back over at him, a hint of embarrassment on your face.“So, you got any idea what we're supposed to do? "Cause I'm not gonna lie, I wasn't really paying attention.”

"I don't- I think we're just supposed to paint over them in white? I'm not sure.” You sigh at this, passing him a brush before pouring white paint into the tray. “I'm really not tryna do this today. I actually wanted to stay in Art today, get to work on my project.”

“The mixed media one? I haven't really started on it yet…” You let out a huff of laughter. “Me neither. I just had a few ideas in my mind..just trying to come up with something, yknow?”

Silence begins as the two of you work on painting, but Miles can't help but glance over at you every now and then, only to hear you speak up again in a more shy tone. “I've seen some of your art too, the street art at least. It's really impressive.” You keep your gaze locked on the task in front of you, completely missing his pleased, surprised and flattered expression. “Really?”

“Yeah. From what I've seen, you never draw a sketch for that style, you just go for it. That's cool, and I've seen your tags too, the one on your bag, I mean, and..I like ‘em. They're cool.”

You trail off, getting visibly embarrassed, before looking up to see the awkward smile on his face, completely floored and pleased by your appreciation and fumbling to come up with a response. “Uh, thanks! That's really… I can make you a tag too, if you want!” Miles watches as your eyes light up and you hesitate to accept his offer. “Really? You don't have to if you don't want to..”

He nods, completely unbothered. “Yeah. I don't mind, really.” He watches as you smile back, making his heartbeat speed up. “Thank you…if you're interested, I can show you some of the ideas I had for the project, once we finish all this, of course.”

“Okay, sure.” Feeling accomplished and thrilled by how smoothly things went, the two of you continue to paint in a more comfortable silence, with a new feeling of relief and excitement for the next interaction between you two.

wc: 1,281

[chososbabymama]

✧༺༻𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕋𝕠𝕛𝕚༺༻✧

pairing: (toji x blk reader)

warnings: (smut!!, cursing, pussy eating, slight bondage, tad bit of angst)

sparknotes: toji down bAd!!

Lovesick!Toji who brings your lunch to you at your job, he's a surprisingly good cook. He likes watching cooking videos (the ones where people make food from different cartoons, regular show was his favorite but he doesn't admit that to anyone but you) and packs the food in a small black bag that he comes to deliver personally during your lunch breaks. he knows that you forget to eat sometimes and he makes sure that you don’t get swept up in work.

Lovesick!Toji who makes it a habit to take you out on a date every two weeks. it'll range from dinner and a movie, ice skating in the summer, to quick weekend trips, wine tasting, and shopping for you (you make him get some things for himself and Megumi every time).

Lovesick!Toji who doesn't hesitate to make it known to others that you two are together. one day you had both been out and about the streets after accompanying toji to one of his work dinners. his coworker Nanami wasn't exactly subtle with his attraction towards you, neither were some of the other men; trying to impress you with explaining their roles in the company and how they contributed (thoughtless bastards forgot your their bosses WIFE...). it made Tojis lip twitch in irritation, if only they knew how much he loved you... maybe he could...

Lovesick!Toji who had politely excused both you and him from the dinner after a while, unable to contain himself for much longer. as he led you out the restaurant, Tojis gaze never fell from your hips. you had worn a satin blue and white floral dress with this straps and mermaid hem. you had begged your lover to wear a blue tie to match, claiming it'd be 'jus too cute'...

Lovesick!Toji who realized you were right, the tie did look cute wrapped around your wrists as he hammered his hips into yours. your dress had been bunched up at your waist, delicate fabric sticking to your moist body as Toji split you open on his length. he had been quiet on the way home and you didn't understand why he had excused himself from the dinner, you had thought things were going will. you were starting to get worried when he walked you into your house without a word, after he had closed the door behind him you fixed your mouth to express your concern your husband grabbed you by the waist and pressed your body against a nearby wall and promptly devoured you.

Lovesick!Toji who felt like he couldn't get enough of you. his hands continuously roaming your body, cupping your ass, pawing at your tits, he was so overwhelmed with his lust for you that he almost couldn't handle it. as his lips traveled from yours and down to your neck, you had felt the heat of his length on your thigh as he unconsciously rut against you. toji had begun to make all shapes and sizes of bruises blossom on your chest as he babbled to you,

"fuuuck~ baby you look so good, feel so good. need you so bad mama, you gonna be good and let me have it yea?" Toji had started to rut against you even harder, using one hand to pinch at the sensitive bud on your chest and the other to lift your dress up.

Lovesick!Toji who relished in the lewd noises that escaped your lips, knowing exactly how to make you feel good. his rough fingers showed no mercy to your clit, cooing at you as you come undone one his fingers,

"T-toji! 'm gonna c-cum-!" you shuddered, clutching onto your husbands biceps.

He smiled into your neck and panted,

"ooo- thats okay pretty, you go on ahead and cum, imma jus keep makin' you feel good. gonna make sure you can't think of shit else but my fuckin dick."

at his promise, you'd felt your orgasm wash over you. when your body started to come down from that high, Toji had quite literally swept you off your feet and carried you to your shared bedroom. as he laid you on the sheets you knew your husband was gonna take care of you in more ways than you could explain...

Lovesick!Toji who dropped to his knees and pulled your panties to the side, wasting no time before burying himself into your pussy. eating you out was something he could do for hours, loving the way he can feel your walls clench around his tongue. his nose repeatedly bumps into your clit as he fucks you with the thickness of his tongue, he soon bring a thumb up to flick your swollen bud.

"hnnng! tojiiiii fuck~ love you. love you so fuckin muuchhhhsshhhit!-", you whine, bringing one of your hands to tojis hair. your walls spasmed around his tongue, Toji couldn't help but moan into your wetness. his chin was drenched in your juices and he couldn't be happier. lapping at your heat, hands clutching your thighs with enthusiasm.

Lovesick!Toji who observes the way you handle Megumi, enthusiastically playing playing games and watching his favorite shows on your couch. Toji had a hard time finding a partner who was willing to accept the fact that he'd had a child, he didn't know what he was going to do if a child was your dealbreaker but luckily you treated his son like your own. He'd already explained how the passing of Megumis mom had hit hard. The young boy was pulling away from his friends in school (little yuji itadori was so sad to hear his best friend say no to his sleepover invitation), he wasn't participating in class, he had even stopped eating the foods he and his mother would eat together because it didn't feel the same. What Toji loved about your relationship with his son was that you made him feel safe enough to express his feelings. When you entered their lives, Megumi wasn't your biggest fan. He'd yelled and screamed at his father, enraged that he would try and replace his mom. Megumi had said very ugly words to you that day and it didn't get better since you'd started to show up more and more. One day after a particularly nasty spat where Megumi had been forced to go to his room (but not without a fierce declaration of hate), Toji had seen how much it hurt. You had made it clear that you weren't trying to replace his mother but the young boy was convinced. You had turned to Toji with a sad smile and proposed a separation. At the time Toji couldn't understand what you were thinking, but you quickly explained that if you being in their lives posed as an issue for Megumi then you'd leave. You don't want their relationship to be damaged due to, what you felt was, selfish desires.

Lovesick!Toji who hadn't felt his stomach drop so quickly since his wife. Who practically begged you not to go. But you weren't hearing it, you had gathered your stuff and promptly left the Fushiguro house; leaving Toji with one final kiss. The man had stood, frozen in place as he watched his love walk out the door. It had taken him a few minutes to realize that tears had begun to flow down his cheeks. It didn't take long for him to completely breakdown in his living room. His chest heaved with silent sobs (he didn't wanna wake Megumi) fists rapidly wiping away any evidence of his pain, trying to figure out how the HELL he'd get through this. He felt like he was mourning a second wife. Similarly, unbeknownst to him, small hands were furiously swiping at chubby cheeks. The young boy had left the confines of his room to go apologize to you when he had overheard your proposition to his father. From the bottom of the stairs he could see the desperation on his dads face and how much your departure had affected him as he sobbed on the couch. Without thinking the young boy had zipped past his father as he made his way to the front door, hopeful that he could catch you before your headlights pulled out the driveway. Megumi had always been intuitive, he knew how much you made his father happy. He had seen it plenty of times, he just... he really missed his mom.

Lovesick!Toji who recalls hearing his door fly open and a blur of hair fly out the house. By the time he'd made it to the entryway, his son had already made his way to your car door and flung it open before climbing in your lap and crying. His arms had managed to wrap around your neck and he smushed his face into yours as he sobbed out apologies. Saying he just missed his mom but he really liked you and the way you make his dad smile. Your surprise had quickly shifted to concern as you coddled the boy, realizing that maybe you had acted a bit TOO rash leaving like that. Toji had made it outside and managed to coax Megumi out the car (only if you carried him), and sat you both down so that Megumi could calm down before you all could talk about what happened.

As Toji remembers that day, watching you tuck Megumi into bed with a smile on your face and a kiss on his forehead, the man felt like it wasn't so bad being a little lovesick!

[raenizza]

Post-Workout

Sypnosis: Jey pulls up to the house after his long workout with his brothers. He originally planned to be home at an earlier time to help the Reader prepare dinner, but it has been over two hours since. In order to make up for it, he bought her flowers and her favorite candy to sweeten her up for his lateness while also laying down another surprise for her.

Characters/ Pairings: Jey Uso x Reader, Jey Uso x Black Reader, Jey Uso x OC, Jey Uso x Black OC, Jey Uso x Y/N

Word Count: 2,688

Warnings: Cursing, WAP, a little bump and grind, creamy glizzy, and some good ole luvin’

Author’s Note: Hello my loves! It has been a while since I’ve written something so I decided to surprise yall with something short and sweet to read over the weekend. Enjoy 😊

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“Aight y’all, I gotta hit the road” Jey says to his brothers after placing down the weights and moving towards the lockers to get his gym bag. 

“Already? Bro we just started” Jimmy chuckles. 

The boys planned to do a quick 3-hour session in, but then 3 hours quickly turned into 5, due to their competitive nature. Jimmy and Solo stopped their routine and stood up from their machines as they watched their brother gather his things. 

“Uce it's just 30 more minutes. It won’t take long” Solo spoke out. 

“Nah man, I gotta go. I promised y/n that I’d be home like 2 hours ago.” Jey responded to them heading in their direction.

“Maaan she goin be aight, we just got finish up this one last set-”

“Listen, yall can get it done without me, aight, I really gotta go. Plus I promised her” 

Jey said to his brothers as hugged them goodbye and sprinted tothe front of the gym.

“Uggggh, fine. But you owe us!” Jimmy said.

“I know, I’ll see y’all later, Love u!” he shouted as he opened the gym’s door.

“Love you too!” They both shouted back.

~

Jey realized how late it was getting and knew that he was going to have to make up for it big time. As he drove out of the gym's parking lot and headed down the main road, he pulled out his phone to give you quick call.

“Hey baby,” he said with such softness.

“Well Well, look who finally called. I was wondering when I was gonna get my husband back” you giggled on the other line.

“Look baby, I am on my way home now, aight. Imma be there in about 15-20 minutes tops.” He responded. 

“Mmhmm you said that, lemme check. about 3 whole hours ago.”

“I know I know I know things just got outta hand at the gym, you know competitive me and my brothers are plus we-” He stopped for a moment as he sat at the stoplight staring at the Target sign that lit up just a few miles down the road. 

“You know what baby, on second thought, make it 30 minutes.”

“THIRTY MINUTES?!?! Why?”

“ Don’t worry, I gotta surprise for you okay, just be ready when I get home.” 

You let out a deep negro sigh.

“Okay, just please come home safe, love” you ended the call. 

You wondered why he was so hesitant to end the call. Hoping that it was an actual surprise and that nothing actually happened to him on his commute home. You got up from the couch and entered the kitchen, looking at the mess you made from the meal you prepared. A small wave of sadness flooded you as you set aside his plate of food. The food looked amazing and came out great, hell it would’ve been perfect if he was here to enjoy it. You and Jey agreed that after his workout session, he’d come straight home and help make dinner, together. Like you always do with him, but sometimes things don’t work out as planned. And that’s okay, but when becomes a frequent occurrence, things start to change.

It’s not that you don’t mind your husband working and getting the things that need to be done, it’s just that some days you want him all to yourself. You want to feel his presence, his love, and warmth but due to the change in his schedule things have been quite difficult. You started to miss your man more often and try to spend every second with him as much as possible. 

After washing the dishes and putting dinner away, you swept up the kitchen making it as clean as possible. As you headed towards the staircase, you heard the machine for the garage door, open, indicating that your man has finally reached home. Excited as you are, you rushed towards the garage eager to grab the doorknob. But it sprung open before you could even get the chance. Jey’s beautiful face pierced out from the doorway. 

“IM HOMEEE!!” Jey said with his arms lifted in the air and the biggest smile on his face. Showing his bottom grills. He hugged and then picked you up all at the same time, flooding you with kisses and nibbles all over your face and neck.

“Ahhh!” you yelped out once he started to playfully bite your cheeks. You pushed him back, looking at the object in his hands.

“Are these for me?” You grabbed the large bouquet of flowers in his right hand.

“They most certainly are. They didn’t have any Roses, so I got these.” You looked at the beautiful bright pink carnation flowers and smiled at the kind gesture. Jey proceeded to go down on one knee, holding the flowers, and looking up to you. 

“Baby, I would like to apologize for my lateness, tonight. It won’t happen again, I promise you.” He handed the flowers to you. “Oh and one more thing.” Held in his other hand were three of your favorite candies. 

“I know you’ve been craving these for a minute now.” He said with a chuckle.  You laughed, grabbed the bouquet and kissed him deeply. 

“Thank you so much, baby. Your apology is accepted and I sure have” Trying to open up one of the candy bars. For a brief moment, the both of you stood there in each other's embrace, his cologne was so strong that even a few hours of the gym couldn’t stand a chance. All you could think of at that moment was how much you missed him. 

“I have one more surprise for you.” He said in a deep tone. Jey lifted you up, bridesmaid style and carried you up the stairs and into the master bedroom. He grabbed the bouquet and your candy from your hands and placed it on the dressing table. He placed you gently on the bed and started to undress you pulling off your sweatpants and t-shirt (his t-shirt to be exact) and worked his way from your beautiful brown thighs all the way up to your gorgeous face covering you with kisses, love bites, and massages. Before he reached your neck, he stripped himself of his clothes, leaving him with just his bright red briefs. You stopped him quickly.

“Wait, hold on baby. You’re not tired from the gym?” you asked with a concerned look.

“I got one more session in me.” He responded, going right back down to you. He finally reached your lips and started to kiss you slowly and intimately. The tip of his tongue swirls against yours as he exchanges saliva with you. You moaned in his mouth with every kiss, feeling him press his body against yours. You felt his dick harden in his undergarments as it grazed perfectly on your entrance. Jey slowly started to grind himself into you, without even stripping you down to your full nude. Kissing you still he grabbed his left hand and slid inside your damp panties, rubbing your already wet folds.

“Mmhmm baby, look at you. Already wet for me,” he said in between kisses. You couldn't help but only moaned as he spoke to you. It’s been a hot minute since you’ve felt like this, his heat mixing in with yours. He continued to rub your entrance, teasing you as his fingers would slide over your clit. You wanted him to pick up the pace just a bit more, and within a second he did. You grind your hips against his thick large fingers. ‘Fuck this feels so fucking good’ you thought. His breath was on your lips as he tempted to slide just one finger in, but he backed down instantly. He pulled his hand out from you and sucked your juices off his fingers. 

“Mmm you taste so good, baby girl,”  he says to you looking at your full lips. “Come taste it” as he kisses you again crashing his tongue once more into your mouth. It felt so good to have him in your face again. You closed your legs and started to shift your position a bit so you can kiss him even deeper. You feel yourself getting warm and hot as he slid his hand underneath grabbing your ass.

“I wanna cum so bad” you whispered on his lips.

“Mhmm, you wanna cum? Mmmmm” he moaned out

“We haven’t done anything yet baby, just kissing makes you wanna cum huh” he moans in your ear. You nodded your head in agreement. 

He pulled away and got up. Positioning himself right in front of you, Jey went straight to taking your panties off to unclasping your bra with the swiftness. He pulled his member out and began smacking it against your pussy lips.  As he slides the tip in, he let his spit fall directly on his shaft before fully entering and then making direct eye contact with you. Growling as your walls start to expand on his girth.

Jey started with slow and steady strokes, making you feel every inch of his dick, watching you moan in pleasure. 

“Oh you taking it baby, you taking that shit.” He says passionately on your lips. You felt him pump in and out of you slowly, making sure you adjust to his size just right. “Mmmm you feel so good.” you moaned out to him, as you dig your nails deeper into his tatted skin. Your eyes began to roll back as his strokes quickened. Moving at a much faster rate, you feel him holding your waist down as he fucks deep into you. You glance at the ceiling for a moment and then look back up to him in awe.  His gold Cuban link dangling over your face. 

“Mhmm mhmm, how that shit feel bae,” he said breathlessly in your ear.

“It. feels. So- mmmmhm.” You replied biting down on your lips and in between his strokes. Him pounding your shit felt so good you couldn’t even get any words out.

Jey slowed down a bit so he can reach his hand down to your pussy to rub your clit. He gently wrapped his free hand around your throat. This sent you over the edge, him pleasuring in ways only you could only imagine. Your pussy felt so good wrapped around his dick, taking him in. He watches you tense up at his strokes and as you moan in ecstasy. 

 “FUCK!.” he groaned to seeing your juices covering his dick, the room filled with wet noises coming from his deep strokes and his thighs slapping against you.

Jey then pulled you closer to him and decided to slow down for a bit, he lowered his head in the vape of your neck kissing it. He pulled back looking at you. 

“Look at my eyes.” You divert your attention from watching his waist and movement to his beautiful face, avoiding eye contact.

“You see how good you make me feel. Just look in my eyes. Can you see my desire for you?” he said in a breathy and lustful tone. You stared at the grills in his mouth, still not looking directly at him like wants you to.

“You see how bad I wanna fuck you. LOOK. AT. ME.” He grabbed your face instantly, forcing contact. You finally looked into his eyes. His beautiful dark chocolate brown eyes. He fucked you even deeper now that he made you look, his pelvis making a deep connection to yours. 

“That’s right baby, Look at me.” He says to you. You sensed your body feeling warm again, as you felt yourself coming close. Jey sensed this too and immediately stopped. “No baby don’t stop please don’t, keep goin.” You begged. 

“Mhmm, baby you gotta put in some work too,” he said as he slid out and laid on his back next to you. 

“C’mere. Come ride me.” He patted his lap signaling you to come. You quickly took position facing him. 

“Uhn Uhn turn around.” Shocked by this you turned yourself around, ass facing him. You arched a bit, so you can grab his tip gently placing it at the front of your entrance.

“Look at that. Look at that,” he says in between slaps on your ass, adoring every inch of you. He grabs your waist pulling you down onto him making it easier for the both of you. You started off slow, moving up and down at a good pace. 

“That’s it, baby. Keep going.” Jey started to grunt and moan. 

“Fuckkk” he whispered under his breath, watching your ass bounce on his dick made felt so fucking good. You felt his dick pulsate inside you, you started to pick up the pace.

“Mmmm yes, Daddy.” You breathed out to him, gripping your hips tiger, keeping that rhythm flowing. Riding him was always a favorite position of his and yours as well. You loved the satisfaction it gave you, his grunts and moans as you bounce on his dick, turns you on the most.

“Mmmhm That ass taking this dick. Gimme that ass baby” Jey growls under you. You proceeded to follow his request, giving him what he wants. Hell he deserves it. 

“ Ooouuu fuckkkk, that ass sounds so good on my dick baby! Shit!” He moaned out, this time slamming himself into you, fucking you right back, deeper and harder. 

From the sounds of your ass clapping echoes in the room, turning you on even more. Then on to the sounds from his Cuban link, heaving on his chest as he watches your ass shake all in his face.

His balls slapping against your clit made you cream so hard that it kept slipping out.

“Get it back in. Get. It. Back. In” he said through gritted teeth. You placed his dick right back at your entrance sliding it in. “Mmmmmm” you moaned out

Jey continued his pace from before but then quickly change positions. Instead of laying on his back, he got up and began hitting you from the back.

“Ouuuu Jey please-” you bawled out as your face is mushed in the mattress. Jey pounded himself into you, ignoring your cries. 

“Baby pleaseeee, please” You shifted your head forward looking at the full-length mirror on the wall in front of the bed. 

You watched your man focused on fucking you from behind. You started to feel yourself reach your climax. He glanced up at you through the mirror.

You try to pull back just for a quick second because of how close you are. 

“You tryna push me away huh.” He says feeling your pussy grip on his dick. He knows you are close.

“Don’t run, cum on this dick baby.” He spoke to you through the mirror.

“Fuccckkkk.” you looked at him

“Cum on it baby, that’s it.” He says grunting. “Ouuu shittttt!!!” you screamed out, closing your eyes and gripping the sheets. You came at the exact moment, as he started to fuck you even harder, reaching his own climax.

“That’s it, baby bust your fucking nut. Let that shit out.” He said fiercely. Jey felt himself reach his breaking point after watching you cum all over him. 

“Fuck I’m close as shit. Damn!” He looks down at the creamy substance covering his dick.

 You realized how much work he was putting in, and wanted to help him out a bit. So you fucked him right back, with the same steady pace. You turned your head around to face him, now locking eyes.

Jey bent down and gave you a quick sloppy kiss. 

“I'm bout to nut! Im bout to fucking- uhhhnnn uhhnn FUCK!!” he whined out grabbing your hips and putting you to a stop.

 “Fuck!” Jey pulled himself out and collapsed right next to you, taking a minute to catch his breath. You follow suit, laying on his tatted chest. Both of you panting on the bed, staring at the ceiling. 

You looked up at him giving him soft kisses on his face. He held you in his arms, kissing you right back. You both stopped and gazed at each other for an instant, embracing each other’s love.

[zibiscusloon]

Because it's impossible to choose one, rate and order the cameos/easter eggs you loved most in the movie

I’m gonna go with some of my favorites off the top of my head! There were so many across the whole movie and I loved each and every one, lol

(Note this is in no specific order!)

1. Chica’s fucking Magic Rainbow

My friend Axe ( @gayfrogsarecool ) caught this lil easter egg while we were watching the movie and it managed to flood back so many memories. So.. many… memories…. (All of yelling at a rude ass rainbow-)

I’m probably in a minority of people who loved Fnaf World during its initial release, so I really wasn’t thinking there’d be a World reference! It was really sweet to see!

2. Balloon Boy (lil bastard-)

I can’t believe I’m admitting that this lil shit is the only animatronic who managed to succeed on every single fucking jumpscare. He got me each time— There was no excuse for them to work every time! He was literally just standing there! But noooooo, Freddy biting Max in half only gave me a brief pause of “Oh.” But the batterie thief himself is the one who made me jump from my seat- what the fuck-

3. Sparky the Dog! (And Sparky’s Diner!)

Every single fan who has been around since Fnaf 1 knows who Sparky the Dog is! The original hoax character. I remember when I was little and I’d be up watching theories trying to debunk whether or not he was a real character! A fan character was a big surprise and seeing that he even has an in universe diner themed around him made me feel like a kid again! (Only this kid now gets confirmation of a Canon Sparky-)

(Also Imma just say his movie design is adorable I love him sm-)

4. Carl & The Cupcake

Noticed this one out more recently! So during the whole segment where Max & her friends are picked off one by one by the gang I learned that the dude that the Cupcake straight up mauls happens to be named “Carl”! I have no idea if it was intentional or not but it could be a nod to The Cupcake’s fanon name!

5. The Ella springlock suit

So Ella on her own was a rather eerie and intriguing concept from the books (Saying this as someone who is still really iffy with how the whole “Charlie is a Robot” concept was handled)

But seeing her as her own animatronic in the movie really managed to bring up her creep factor! She just looks so ragged and forgotten, she looks like a creepy af porcelain doll (and I love that-). Makes me wonder if we’ll ever see animatronic Ella up and running (probably not but it’d be cool none the less!)

6. Cory & Matpat!

Coryxkenshin has always been a comfort channel for me! I always found his content genuinely nice, genuine, and I have a habit of going back to plenty of his old game playthroughs when I’m feeling down. Man also got jumped by BB- you and me both pal-

When I tell you the cackling I had from the whole “That’s just a theory” line, cheeky son of a- (also I now hc Ness as the Hurricane local menace who is a constant thorn in William’s side cause he keeps breaking into the Pizzaria on the weekends looking for evidence and shit from the MCI)

7. And Of course..

I mean did they really expect to have this as the end credits song and for me to not loudly sing it? Childhood in song form-

[runa-falls]

Congrats on your milestone, em!!! 🥳💖

If you feel so inspired, I'd like to request a blurb using the following prompt:

“this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.” + Poe Dameron 👀

Thank youuuu 💕

hihi whitney :3 thanks for joining in! this one is a bit longer than a blurb but i can't help it!

cw: smut (18+), friends (with minimal benefits)-to-lovers, jealous!poe, angst, alcohol, fluff?, fingering, hickies, panty sniffing (IDK WHERE TF THIS STUFF I COMING FROM ??), kissing, anddd not proof read

wc: 2.3k (???)

a/n: honestly poe is kinda an asshole in some of this but imma connect it to his commitment issue bc he's afraid to lose the reader idk

--

poe has never given you a straight answer about the two of you, and for a while it didn't matter.

for a bulk of your friendship, there's been the ongoing war between the first order and the resistance, so there was never time to sit down and talk about it, or take it any further than what it was.

and what is was, was a pair of kissing friends.

it's confusing. the words "kissing" and "friends" don't usually go together. either it's a 'mistake' or a gateway to a different kind of relationship, but you've been stuck in this middle area for months.

the war is over now and you won, but you haven't moved an inch.

this confusion, this fuzzy line between friends and lovers, has been weighing on you.

poe gives you those eyes, that intense stare, the one that makes you feel like the only girl in the universe, but then he openly flirts with officers, fellow pilots, and mechanics that work on his ship, buying them a drink and sitting real close to them, right in front of you.

poe kisses you, tastes you, like you're the finest wine in coruscant, like he's trying to memorize your flavor because each kiss could be his last, but then he tells you he's not ready for a relationship, he's too busy, he doesn't want to ruin the friendship that you have.

now, you're done waiting for him. you've tried to be patient and understanding, to give him time to figure things out, but he's been drawing it out, painfully, and you refuse to just sit there and watch.

you decided to finally take up voren na'al's offer of a date. he's a cute guy and you've worked with him throughout the war. you figure you might as well give him a chance, if only to take your mind off of poe.

you slip on a simple dress, something that makes you feel 10x cuter than the usual resistance uniform that the base usually sees you in. you're not going anywhere fancy, just the local pub to grab a drink and hang out.

--

it's quite crowded when you get there, though everywhere's been pretty crowded since the war ended. now there's more time for leisure, to enjoy life, without worrying about another attack.

the bar is full of bustling bodies, loud conversations, and moving glasses of jet juice, tihaar, and vosh. you're barely able to squeeze into a small table with how many standing bodies surround you.

"you look really nice tonight!" voren basically has to yell for you to hear him.

"thanks, a bit of an upgrade from my usual--"

"what?!"

"i said, a bit of an--"

voren gets up and decides to just stand next to you while you sit on the barstool instead. "sorry, i didn't realize this place would be so packed tonight..." he's close, almost leaning into you as he speaks at a normal volume.

"no, no, it's fine! I'm happy to see that the whole resistance is enjoying their weekend."

"let me get you a drink, yeah?"

"alright, i'll take...nikta with some soda."

"gotcha." he leaves you and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

you've finally decided that it's too lively in this bar for you. the overlapping voices and cheers overwhelm your brain as you desperately try to get comfortable as a party of one in a sea of thousands.

how can you feel so alone in a room full of people?

this is a bit harder than you thought it would be. for some reason it just feels wrong to be on this date, despite not having any exclusivity with poe in the first place.

"gods, i thought that guy would never leave!"

speak of the devil.

"poe."

he steps closer to you, smoothly walking through the crowd that's nearly trapping you at your table. his face is pink, flushed from alcohol and the heat of the bar, and his eyes are glazed with untethered delight.

he says your name, draws it out with the slur of his tongue. his eyes glance at your attire, a dress he's never seen before. actually, he's never seen you in a dress, ever. "so you have a little boyfriend now?"

where did he even come from?

usually you'd know if he were at the bar, he has a whole entourage of people that like to follow him around. in fact, you'd know if he were in any room because of the loud cheers that constantly accompany the resistance's favorite flyboy.

"this is our first date actually." you hope you sound casual, despite having to raise your voice to be heard over the noise. you try to bite your tongue before you could ask, but you can't. you need to know. maybe it'll make this easier for you. "...are you here with someone?"

"i was, but i ditched them." you heart lurches and warmth quickly pools in your stomach. it's pathetic how easily he can make you feel special, but the doesn't linger on that thought for long. "does your boyfriend know you kiss your friends?"

you sit back at his words, shocked that he's deciding to bring this up now. "ok, where is this coming from?"

"i just feel like i would want to know if my girlfriend was seeing other people." you frown, genuinely confused.

"well, i'm not."

"you...aren't?"

"poe, what--"

"you're telling me that this," he points between the two of you, "meant nothing?"

"why are you bringing this up?"

"because a second ago, i thought we had an understanding but then i see you in this short dress going on a date with some logistic's dweeb!"

you roll your eyes, "his name is voren and unlike you, he's not making me decipher any understandings. he asked me on a date and i agreed."

"and you still kiss me."

"i kissed you and then i got tired of waiting for you to kiss back."

"i just don't get how you move on so easily when what we hasn't even ended."

"oh, fuck you, poe. it never even started!"

"hey...is this a bad time..." voren is back with the drinks, staring at the two of you awkwardly as the glasses of iced alcohol begin to sweat in his hands.

you both speak at the same time:

"no, voren, you're fine."

"yeah, if you wouldn't mind, we're dealing with something right now."

he nods his head slowly, understanding what's happening. he sets the drinks down on the table. "look, i'll see you back at the base, just text me when you want to meet up again." he walks to the exit of the bar and you try to call for him, but it's no use with the wall of people between you.

"look what you did, you ruined my date!"

"wasn't much of a date from the looks of things."

"ugh, you asshole!" you hop off your seat, grab your stuff, and rush through the crowd. maybe you can catch up to him if you get out fast enough. swaying bodies threaten pull you back into the tide as you attempt to escape, but you push through, determined to get the fuck out of there.

the cool air is refreshing when you finally shove the door open, it's almost a bit chilly compared to the building you came out of. you scan the area, trying to get a glimpse voren walking home but you don't see a single person.

"come back, honey, you shouldn't be out here alone."

you don't even have to look back to know who it is.

"i'd rather be alone than with you."

"you don't mean that." a hand gently pulls at your shoulder to make you turn around and face him. a warm hand cups your jaw as he regards your upset expression, his thumb comfortingly gliding over your cheek. you can't help but lean into his familiar touch. "this is why i never wanted to change what we had. i was trying to be smart, for both our sakes."

"by pushing me away? by leading me on?" your voice comes out in a whisper, but it's so quiet in these empty streets that it didn't matter.

"by keeping it simple, safe."

"i can't do it anymore, poe. you can't just expect me to be content with what you give. i need more."

"i know, baby, i was just scared. you're the best thing that's ever happened to me and i didn't want to lose you."

"but the war is over."

"not for me. i'll always be a fighter and i'll always have my battles. sometimes i can't be there for you like i should be, i can't be the boyfriend you deserve, but that doesn't stop me from wanting it any less." he rests his forehead on yours, holding you close to him in the middle of the sidewalk. "i didn't want you to leave me so i decided to never give you the chance."

"and now?"

"now, i don't want to think about what could happen tomorrow or the day after that. i've wanted you since forever and i want you now." he leans in, his nose nudging yours, "do you?"

"you know i do." you giggle softly, a grin spreading on your face.

you tilt your face up and capture his lips, slowly moving against him, savoring this moment. he places a hand at the back of your neck and pulls you in closer, showing you all his love as his soft lips mold over yours.

---

the walk back to base was a blur of soft smiles and quiet words as you traveled hand-in-hand. poe offered you his jacket after seeing you shiver and you reveled in the feeling of the heavy leather over your shoulders. you're both so giddy like a couple of teens that have been crushing on each other for eons.

when you got to the entrance of the main building you both paused for a second and an unspoken question hung in the air. is this the end of the night?

"come over to mine."

you surprise yourself with your bold offer. it was blurted out before you could really think it through.

"is that really a good idea?"

isn't it?

you've been placed at an arm's length from the man you've wanted since you showed up at the base and you've gotten his affection, his touch, and his kiss, but never more. and you want more.

"i want you. i-i mean, i want you to come over..."

he smirks like the asshole he is.

"alright, lead the way."

---

heated kisses are planted down from your jaw and all along your neck. splotches of purple already litter the silky skin, but he's still hungry for more.

poe barely got into the room before you rushed over to him and practically attacked him with a kiss. luckily his pilot reflexes helped him catch you and pull you against his body with finesse.

he laid you out on your bed and crawled over you, wanting to taste every part of you that he been denying himself from. his hands smooth over your curves, groping your tits and your waist as he makes his way down.

fingers tug your dress over your thighs and reveal the suggestive underwear you wore for your date.

he raises an eyebrow, "this for me, or him?"

"for myself, actually...but i guess you can enjoy them too." he pinches your thigh teasingly and you yelp out a giggle.

"fucking brat. you know what," he pulls them off easily, "i will enjoy them." poe crumples up your delicate lace in one hand while holding you down with another. you attempt cross your legs as you watch him bring them up to his face and breathe in your scent, but they're forced open by a strong hand. "mm...my sweet little girlfriend is so needy for me, hm?" you can feel him against your leg, hard and prominent under his pants.

you squirm under him, nearly dripping slick all over your sheets at his words. his girlfriend.

poe brings his hand up to your face, slowly tracing your lips with his index finger. "open up, honey." he groans as you let him slip between your lips. you suckle at his finger while staring up at him, your tongue flicking the tip every so often. "that's right...good girl." he adds another finger and watches you with half-lidded eyes, imagining that it's his cock you're sucking, nearly choking around it.

he pulls them out and reached between your bodies. you whimper as the cool slickness is pressed against your pussy. he runs them through the seam of your cunt, prodding gently against your entrance.

his eyes watch your facial expressions shift when he pushes them in, drinking in every minute sound and move that you make. you let out a broken moan as he curls his fingers inside of you and starts moving, rubbing right against your g-spot.

he whispers encouraging words as you start to shake under him, already so close to the edge. "that's it, sweetheart," he speeds up and vulgar sounds of your dripping cunt fill the room, "cum all over my fingers."

you whine as you reach you climax, pussy fluttering around his still moving fingers. your back arches at the intense pleasure and you wrap your legs around his arm.

his movements stop and he pulls away. you hide your face under your arms as he starts to lick his fingers clean, suddenly embarrassed by his shameless actions.

"what?" he chuckles, "am i not allow to taste my girlfriend?"

"you know, this isn't what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you." you breath out, referring to your heated talk at the bar.

"i know baby, you want my cock don't you? we'll get there once you recover."

with a flushed face, you give him an appalled look, "poe!"

[neonscandal]

Do you think Megumi will come back? Do you think Itadori will sacrifice himself at the end of the work? Do you think we will get the story of sukuna's past?

Imma keep it a buck, anon. My thoughts have definitely changed since I initially thought about how everything would end. I have some ideas? But at the same time, some of my ideas hinge on the fact that Gege Akutami is a troll. A dirty, dirty troll who lies.

If you want my crackpot theories, expect some rapid fire thoughts below 👇🏾

⚠️ Spoiler Warning through JJK Chapter 247.

Here are my updated theories based on where we are in the story now but keeping in mind Gege's previous statement that, out of Gojo and the first years, either one will die or only one will survive.

ONE SURVIVOR

Yuji Itadori - I have some thoughts about Yuji in particular that I'm sure I'll find time to jot down this weekend but the way Sukuna keeps dismissing him... I think that's foolhardy and a bit of a red herring.

I think Nobara is still alive. She'll resurface and, together, she, Yuji and the gang will take on Sukuna!Megumi. Nobara's resonance would be helpful to use upon any fingers that haven't been consumed to attack remotely. Especially if buffed by Utahime and, let's be for real. I'm not convinced we've seen the last of Gojo (or Toji, for that matter) and it'll take the unification of everyone to take Sukuna out before he assumes his final form, as it were. Plus, this would close out Gojo's character arc properly. Revived and enlightened but no longer alone. He may no longer be the strongest which is why Gege keeps propping up characters like Higurama, for instance, as likened to Gojo. But he'll see the fruits of the world he fought for. Yuji will live burdened by everything he lost.

Otherwise, I think Gojo will live if only so Gege can cause even more torture to the man and anguish to us. Can't enjoy the afterlife with Suguru, loses Megumi and Tsumiki which is cruel and unusual, and loses the legacy of the world he was hoping to forge by saving people like Yuta and Yuji. To kill off Yuji out of everyone would be so atypical of most literary formulas but... the dark trio aren't exactly known for following any sort of script.

ONE MARTYR

Megumi Fushiguro - It's been hinted to us since the first episode hasn't it? Always a minor inconvenience away from summoning mutually assured destruction, even before we knew what the hand signal meant. Gege has a way of planting those details, don't they? Moreover, when picking up Nobara, Gojo sends Yuji and Nobara in after a curse to test out just how crazy they were...

Contrary to what I just said about Megumi constantly trying to die to win, what assessment had Gojo already made about Megumi? Megumi definitely broke bad against that special grade curse when they were working Tsumiki's case but, before that, did Gojo wonder if he had what it took despite having Ten Shadows? Someone made a post here a long time ago about how it takes crazy to survive in jujutsu society, hence the need to test the first years, but Megumi was always the sane one in the insane asylum. He's the Straight Man to Yuji and Nobara's chaos and comedy. He was there because he had to be, having been bought and sold into indentured servitude.

Again, it'll take everyone to take out Sukuna but, what's left of his soul after everything Megumi endures? He'd be the ultimate casualty. Still a knife in Gojo's heart (which I think is, like, a special bonus for Gege) and would also shift the paradigm of the SatoSugu dynamic wherein the born prodigy of ItaFushi is lost. Truthfully, I think Yuji is a prodigy, as well, so that kind of complicates the comparison? To have some semblance of a resolution though, I think it would have to be Yuji or Megumi who dies, ultimately. Especially since these were the two whose fate Gege wasn't certain about. As SatoSugu 2.0, I think, if the series were to go total darkness, then it would make sense that ItaFushi didn't escape the same fate as SatoSugu. Even if we typically see the MC’s right the wrongs of their forebears and break previously established cycles.

IF EVERYTHING IS A LIE

Now... if the story in Gege's mind has evolved since that statement (I think Gege buries a lot of ledes but also kind of think they like to twist the knife with whoever fans seem to gravitate toward...), these are a litany of my thoughts.

Kenjaku is dead. When he said his will would continue, he wasn't talking about his revival. He's talking about the complexity of his grand scheme being carried out whether he's there or not because of the deals he's put in place and the measures taken dating back literal centuries. I still think he pulled the strings for Geto's defection in the first place and can't tell if Mei Mei or Kong play a part in furthering this plan. I still think there's another big bad laying in wait, yet to be revealed.

If not another baddie, there is an unexplored facet of the afterlife or purgatory that I think plays into Kenjaku's overall scheme. Think about it... he absorbed Tengen and what is the land of the living and the land of the dead if not separated by a mere barrier? We've seen it with Nanami and Gojo post-mortem, but it was also hinted by Jogo when Hanami died. At the edge of life, it seems there is a commonality for humans and curses alike. Perhaps that's also what Larue was insinuating after Kenjaku officially absconded with Geto's corpse during the Shibuya arc. How would Kenjaku hope to utilize this to evolve his power/sate his curiosity, though?

We haven't seen the last of Toji. One, an anomaly like he and/or Maki have to help in setting right and laying waste to the paradigm that discarded them. Maki already got a taste of her revenge by wiping out the Zenin but I still think there's more to be had. Plus, there are so many details missing from Megumi's origin that have to be addressed and I'm expecting something key about his birth mother. Lastly, wouldn't it be an interesting redemption if Toji is who ultimately liberates Megumi? Team effort, yes, but Toji is like the last face Sukuna sees before expulsion or exorcism?

Nobara isn't dead, obviously. Again, her cursed technique would be a helpful way to remotely wear Sukuna down if you recall that there are still 5 fingers outstanding + how she was able to inflict damage on Mahito's main body by attacking his double.

I still believe Miwa could be a sleeping dragon.

Gojo will be revived. Call it hope, call it cope, I don't care. I think it's a necessary part of closing out his part in the story and, ultimately, a resolution to what started everyone down this course of events (which is another reason why Toji has to resurface). Lowkey, I think, barring the one survivor vs one martyr rule, I would say that Gojo and Megumi both dying would also make sense. Gojo gets his redemption and can finally abdicate his position as the strongest, leaving behind a semblance of the world he hoped to create. Still bested but successful. Megumi reunites with Tsumiki but, ultimately, Gojo and Megumi have that Apollo + Creed stalemate ending just like their forebears.

[askspookyfox]

Wow, my artist, my guy, thanks for a whole lotta nothing for 3 years. It's a'ight. It's fine. Cool cool cool cool. Don't worry my sinners, I do still exist! Imma try to make plans to make a dramatic return and have an explaination for everything, but the timing just isn't quite right. Those of you who still watch this blog, I 'presh you. ✌️ Until then, I hope y'all been taking good care of October in my absence (and by 'good care', I mean annoy the heck outta her, heh).

Mod Mutt: Heeeeeyyy.... So... 'Bout droppin that ball that I mentioned in my last post... Three years, huh? My bad, y'all. 😅

As it was stated in that post, I had some serious financial priorities that I needed a second job that demanded a lot of my free time (thanks student loans, always a blast whenever you sap up a third of my paycheck every month 👍👍👍). As of 2023, even though some things are new in my life, I’m still technically in the same situation as I was back in 2020. It’s really hard to have the energy and motivation to do art in general and when I do, I usually couldn’t do more than a sketch before I tuck it away and don’t finish. I’m knee deep in a burn-out, stuck in a cycle of working two jobs and taking care of adulting shit on my weekends. 

Honestly, I’m tired of living this way. 

I feel like a shell of who I used to be, giving my life to work. I miss the creativity that comes with art and telling stories. I adore watching my best friend do their October’s blog, year after year, and every year, I get the inspiration from them but lack the time to jump back into it. Such as this year, it’s just too late as we only have a week left in the month. 

However, if you’ll have me, as a New Year’s resolution for next year, I want to refocus back to art and sharing Spook’s stories and help Night push October’s storyline along with Spook’s help. If this means having to work on Spook posts once a week every week leading up to October 2024, then so be it! I can’t guarantee anything, I can’t make promises as life do still take priority, but I do have a lot of sketches and answers to your questions sitting in my computer, waiting to be completed, so who knows what you’ll see! For right now, please accept my apologies for literally disappearing on everyone in 2020. I want to do better and I want to bring Spook and all of his scary toothy sassiness back to you. Thank you to those who’s still around, I hope that you’ll come back in 2024.

Until then, stay spooky!

[notlushi]

Same anon with the same mealworms thank you for answering with so much info, yess ramble please! And since you’re taking questions, imma lay out all the questions in my brain rn. 

(I’m taking into count the character descriptions, the comics, and the two influencing AUs of Freakshow and Carnival) 

Is there some motivation behind the productions other than the already stated purpose of Gangle’s creative expression and amusement? Like are these being created for an outside audience that’s clueless of the truth (like Freakshow) or something else? 

Who is tip and rule??? I get they’re the comedy and tragedy masks, but are they Ais as well, the angel and devil on Gangle’s metaphorical shoulders? Do they only chill in gangle’s room or can they move? I suppose we’ll get more info on them in due time. 

Is Gangle sentient? since you say she is capable of experiencing human emotion and some what in understanding others emotions just that she’s not aware of how her actions will affect others. 

Soo where do the disembodied ribbons that dragged Jax off even come from? I suppose they just spawn. (I have a small head cannon that they no-clip from the walls, Gangle just has hundreds of ribbons inside the walls, ceilings and under the floor. They just shift and rithe in the walls, in complete silence the actors just hear the walls “breathing” but is just the hundreds of ribbons shifting. An ever present reminder that the director could just grab them off at a moment’s notice. Idk why just horrified myself thinking about that.) 

Do the actors work every day or do they have break days? Like the weekends or are work regulations nonexistent? 

Is death painful? Can the actors feel pain? We know there’s blood but do they also have guts and stuff (like freakshow)? Is it realistic how death works in this world, like would a bullet to the shoulder only injure while one to the heart kill? 

Can the actors fight back against Gangle (it’s probably a Herculean task but is it possible)? Can her ribbons be cut? Has  anyone ever tried to fight her? 

What range of punishments are even dished out and how often. I recon that backstage is the worst. Or at least that’s the illusion she’s probably trying to create but putting such mystery around it. Knowing the influences of this AU definitely something with murder or torture. 

You mentioned that gangle even creates Adventures, are those just more areas for filming or are they actually adventures that Gangle creates to build team cohesion or something? 

Is Gangle capable of puppeteering in this AU or is her control more so over the world? Would she do that if someone’s acting was bad or not exactly what she wanted or would she just scream and punish them? 

Are the productions all professional or can they get a bit silly? (Fanfic-y like carnival) 

Are the exit finding trio the main ones you’ll be focusing the story around? 

Wtf is bubble??? (I refuse to believe he is human he has to be an npc that they keep around or something, I’m so with Caine here. That thing freaks me out) 

Can humans have other roles of productions as well? Are there only actors or can there be mainly maintenance players? Or do the actors not involved in a project work as that? 

ABSTRACTION, so are there still abstractions/abstracted characters in this AU? What does Gangle do with them? They don’t seem to have been mentioned at all and the doors don’t have any indication of them. Kaufmo is still here, although still insane but not horrible to be around. I wonder if he’s not gone just cus of the existence of Caine to share ideas with. Kaufmo’s entry also says he saw exits exists, so Gangle did the Caine thing from the pilot or is it something completely different? 

Is there a lore reason Jax face ugly?/j 

Can we make/ put ocs in your AU? Tagging you fine? (Probably not gonna need this but it’s good to know boundaries) 

So what does it take to give and/or receive a hug from each of these fools??? (I just need to know- I need to know [and I feel it would tell more about their characters]) 

Anyways so that’s yeah. I’m genuinely truly sorry for this, I won’t be bothering you again- (I was not kidding about the worms) 

Just remember take your time, don’t stress yourself and most importantly have fun. And thank you for making this fun AU!

1. So the actors don’t go insane as well as entertainment for everyone.

2. They are like the bubble in this world but way more useful they give advice as well as orders. Kind of like 2 little henchmen. They float around where ever they want but mostly stick to gangles side.

3. Gangle is sentient.

4. They no-clip or spawn out of thin air, mostly just fade through the walls or floor.

5. The actors have breaks occasionally.

6. Death can be painful depending on how you die but it is not as painful as if they were in the real world. When respawning they do feel light headed and numb. Pain and death is a lot less painful in the digital Theater.

7. They can but best not too. You can cutting off Gangles ribbons but it will just respawn as if it was never gone.

8. Backstage is the worst punishment since anything can happen back there and the least is service such as cleaning.

9. Adventure always gets recorded. Kind of like the show “wipe out” but instead it’s gangles wacky ideas.

10. Gangle can puppeteer but is usually on mannikins or npcs. When gangle puppeteers an actor is usually for a twisted joke like “oh I’m jax and I do nothing alllllllll day!”

11. It’s the Amazing Digital Theater! If you blink in a middle of a serious scene a giant duck can show in the middle of the set!

12. Everyone will have a time to shine!

13. Bubble is bubble.

14. The actors can be in any type of production as long as they behave.

15. Abstractions still exist and they all go to the cellar.

16. Yes.

17. OMG YESSSS

18. Ragatha is your best is safest option when asking for a hug. She gives the best hugs too. Kinger just won’t hug you back. Caine will feel a bit disgusted. Bubble will just pop. Kaufmo and Pomni are too paranoid for hugs. Zooble “no”. Gangle will squeeze you too hard. Jax will literally back stab you.

I love answering these questions so much

[arim02]

Manifesting with abandonment issues

(I realized that I had to tackle my triggers that stem from abandonment issues in order to feel at ease with myself in relationships and feeling ok receiving love/things that I didn't work for)

So I made up this lil practice:

First of all, I realized that most of my wounds stem from childhood, so I started seeing myself as little me, a child. Every time I felt triggered, I remembered that the one who's actually feeling triggered is little me. That made it easier for me to have compassion for myself instead of getting mad over my emotions.

I realized that I was seeking unconditional love, safety, consistency, appreciation, tenderness, understanding, etc... outside of myself. I know you've heard this at least once, but you gotta give yourself that which you seek from others. So that's what I started doing. How??? You may ask...

- Imma give you a real example from things that trigger me: Let's say I made some plans with a guy to meet up on the weekend. The day comes and BOOM, he texts me that he won't be able to make it and gives me a lame excuse or whatever. This is what I would do.

1) Acknowledge my emotions and FEEL them. Don't feel stupid for getting sad or angry, it's ok. 2) I talk to myself with love and compassion. I realized that sometimes I want other people to talk to me tenderly and support me unconditionally but I don't even do that for myself. So I started doing it. (During this practice I try my best to feel what im saying, not just do it like some type of homework)

EVERY TIME I felt abandoned: I would tell myself "Hey, Im here for you always, I will never abandon you. I lit can't even do that if I tried. You are me and I am you. We're bound together"

EVERY TIME I felt unappreciated: I would tell myself "Well you know what? I wouldn't pay attention to them because I think you're pretty cool for doing that or saying that" or "Who even are they? They do not matter cause they lame af and stupid. You, on the other hand... you're awesome and talented and kind and sweet, like pls"

EVERY TIME I felt like nobody cared for me: I would tell myself "Um hello? I'm still here. I exist and I'm somebody. So it would be a lie to think that nobody cares for you."

EVERY TIME I was obsessing over romantic love: I would tell myself "Ugh I know you want that so bad but I want you to turn your focus back on yourself. It is ok to want to feel love romantically but we should start looking at love in a healthy way and not as a fix to the craving you feel right now ok? Remember that I love you" (I would repeat I love you as many times as I needed until I felt fulfilled)

I hope you get what I'm saying, I actually tried to speak to myself as I would to my friends. Im usually kind, supportive and loving to others so I decided to give that to myself.

Do it consistently, build that relationship with yourself. It will make that emptiness go away, you will value yourself more which will result in seeing yourself in higher regard.

This is not for everyone, and it is NOT A TECHNIQUE FOR MANIFESTING. I just wanted to share what has been working for me and hope it helps anyone out there.

Alrighty, take care. Besitos💕🕉️

[elysiumxii]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

NAME?: Kai

PRONOUNS?: she/her/they

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION?: I don't care as long as you talk to me tbh. IMs is a great place to start and then once we have a ship, i'll be in all your business on all platforms.

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: helios, giselle, antonio... and honestly, i wish i was writing more of them, more often. 🥺

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: okay i have to really think and it's a bit fuzzy... because i think... well i was writing by the time i started university in 2009, on a forum for Super Junior. I wrote fanfiction before that in about 2008? i don't need a calculator i will not be looking at how many years that is...

BEST EXPERIENCE? oft hard to answer, i have both so many and the world's most appalling memory. the excitement of any budding new ship is truly what keeps me going, but i do remember one in particular with a bar tender muse of mine and a 'straight' firefighter that just... oh it was good. then more recently it would be meeting @okajibana and forming my whole existence around her, you're stuck with me now! plus every time i get a notification from @irrwicht or @temporalobjects my day is always improved.

RP PET PEEVES?: ohhh it's possibly going to get me some hate, and look, if it works for you? you go boo... but it's greeting starters. they're usually one liners and someone has maybe picked a muse of yours but then they fling it out there, and i'm like... what do i do with that? there's no setting, there's no context, it's maybe a bit of dialogue and i'm cut adrift to try and work out what to do with it? that for me is not fun. i have added it to my rules that i don't want them but i still get them and... i feel so bad ignoring them, but also am too awkward to be like, hey, have this back and maybe plot with me? i will plot with anyone and i will hype your ideas to the moon and back but, a throw away one liner... i can't do nothing with. (and listen, maybe i'm the problem! everyone else seems happy!) also small text is nice to look at and it's easy to add now! js...

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT? i feel like if i said anything other than smut, online pals from the rafters would scream for me to be real. imma be real with you, this is a smut blog wrapped up in fancy wrapping that makes it seem like i'm here for the plot... i'm here for the d-! jk i'm happy to be here i will write anything... smut tho...

PLOTS OR MEMES?: plots i'm just good at memes. if we have a ship, use me for drabbles that's all i'm saying.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: long. i have a rule about mutually agreed lengths because i can't with just one paragraph that doesn't go anywhere im sorry! i find short replies so unsatisfying and maybe i'm a demanding bitch idk.

TIME TO WRITE?: i try for an hour or two every week day evening GMT. i do my business, then i get into bed and work through my drafts. usually can't do weekends cuz the bf is all up here demanding my attention and shit. ugh men.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: yeah lol every bit of clown foolery, where they do or say dumb shit, is me. some of them are know it alls like me (looking at you alistair), some of them are dumb like me... giselle... some of them open their mouth and say shit and then go, oops, like me, heather, cory omg...

tagged by: @irrwicht and @temporalobjects (MY BABEESSSS)

tagging: @bvrningshq @okajibana @champagneandparacosm @svndri @sentimentalscientia @lellarps

[astrologanize]

have been in a massive funk (depressive episode?) that i haven’t experienced to this severity since 2016 and if anyone can relate then i figured i’d share what i have been doing to help with that

- invested in vitamins (magnesium glycinate, calcium, d3) since i’ve been having skin issues i have been avoiding the sun since i don’t want to go through the process of trialing sunscreens and seeing what does & doesn’t work, potentially worsening said issues smh. but i recently said fuck it and got some neutrogena  baby sunscreen that’s fragrance free and all that jazz because it’s supposed to be gentle and it is affordable and neutrogena has worked for me in the past so why not. i purchased another sunscreen months ago but i don’t think my skin was a fan of it because it was a lil burn-y and tingly after application, thankfully i tested it on my arms first and not my face. idk we’ll see. such is life

- also trying to take more notice in the foods that make me feel good and provide me with energy/mood boost! and mostly avoiding foods that aren’t worth the accompanying lethargy or upset stomach, but listen...your taste buds matter...so if a food is enjoyable for me and makes me happy then any *mild* discomfort in the aftermath is worth it in moderation from time to time 

- i’m doing a 30 day mindfulness challenge! and that’s lovely! you can look them up and pick whichever provides you with what you feel you’re most in need of. writing down what you are grateful for and focusing on the positives of what is happening in your life also never hurts

- i’ve been clearing out any spaces that need it. even on my annoying ass phone...i’ve been transferring anything i want to save onto a usb and it is a time consuming process that i’m trying to do in increments but i know it’s going to feel great once i have my phone as cleared out as possible so i can start saving new memories & momentos (: 

- choosing to shorten my work week by 1 day so that i am able to have a free day on the weekend to fill my personal cup of happiness!! because that is always worth it!!!!!! i shall budget accordingly but i am grateful to be doing so

- “look good feel good” except looking good to me is more about feeling comfortable in my own skin and clothing. i hate putting on a constricting outfit that may look good but makes me feel like i can’t move around freely and enjoy life. outfits that do make me feel good about the way i am presenting myself that also allow me to move freely are the goal! and hygiene is important. some days i feel lazy as hell and don’t want to do the stuff that i know makes me (feel) better but i do it because i know it makes me (feel) better...once in a while tho it’s like lol nah imma let myself be stagnant and not do that for a moment and the world will not end, i won’t feel as great but that’s okay...eventually i will resume maintaining what i need to and perk up. it’s okay to stop for a moment sometimes but ya gotta get back on it 

- really trying to keep in mind that every day is a new unlived day that is not meant to look exactly like the last and you cannot always expect your best to look the same. there’s always going to be emotions that come up, mishaps, life interference, and challenges that meet you along the way and that’s how it’s meant to be. we shall control what we can and adapt how we must. you just keep trying! some days we need to ask more of ourselves even when we don’t want to and other days we need to allow ourselves a true rest that offers nothing but peace; some days we make progress, some days are stagnant, some days we regress, and that’s all just...life

sometimes it’s nice to recognize that wow i’m sad today or today is hard for me and allowing yourself to simply have a sad, gentler day to yourself without feeling like things are shit forever - hell, sometimes it’s multiple days or weeks that are off but you gotta know your sun is going to shine again and maybe the off-ness is redirecting you for the best. follow your heart, breathe, take your time when you can and make time when you can, try to persevere without driving yourself up the wall, all the hard work you put in and progress needs to be enjoyed, your life is meant to be enjoyed, it’s okkkaaaayyyyyyyy. tend to your heart and express your heart and embolden yourself with an accepting & firm love - accept all that you are and are not but don’t let yourself believe that you are defined by what you think you lack and that there is no room for you to grow. stand strong in your heart and in your character 

[leagueofdccm]

//. First off, look at how adorable he is. second off, also not the point of this post. I will be getting to drafts on MONDAY or TUESDAY ! BUT FOR NOW-- I STILL HAVE starters I am working on and that I owe, so that will be my main focus this weekend. I'm busy with these hoodlums of mine ( aka the kiddos ) I'll be able to write more at night once they are all in bed xoxo ! so imma try to get some of that writing done and send starters out.

also, a thank you for being patient; what would I do without y'all, srsly. chefs kiss to all of you, always lucky to have such amazing rp partners xoxo !! but I'm excited for all the replies coming back my way sobbing !!

[slaasherslut]

Ava 2, 10, 12, 14, 23

Kari 7, 9, 12, 13, 14, 32

Milo 2, 4, 12, 45

MY WIFE!! <3 imma put these under a cut because theres so many X

Ava:

2. Whats their favourite flavour? (spicy, sweet, sour, etc.)

She loves spicy and sweet. She can handle a decent amount of spice when it comes to food without even breaking a sweat.

10. Are they a morning person or a night owl?

A total night owl. Which causes her to sleep in late. Wake her up too early and shes a real grump.

12. Its a rainy day, what will they do all cooped up inside all day?

Ava is spending the entire day either in bed or on the couch. Her days inside are filled with movies, naps, and songwriting.

14. What do they smell like? Do they wear perfume or cologne?

She naturally has the scent of cigarettes cling to her, but she also smells like her vanilla body wash and vanilla body spray. Occasionally she also smells like weed.

23. Do they talk to themselves?

She doesn't talk to herself a lot but she does sing to herself! Especially when shes writing and trying to get a taste of how things sound. She'll softly sing to herself.

Kari:

7. Whats their favourite animal?

She loves hedgehogs.

9. What position does she like to sleep in?

She has a tendency to curl herself up on her side when she sleeps.

12. Its a rainy day, what will they do all cooped up inside all day?

She'll usually use the day the do little odds and ends around her apartment. Maybe put on some music or a movie. Her favourite though would be to spend the day in bed, reading and napping.

13. Do they have a favourite scent or smell?

Meat. Specifically beef while its being cooked.

14. What do they smell like? Do they wear perfume or cologne?

Shes always wearing perfume. Floral scents are her favourite.

32. Do they wear makeup? What kind?

She does! She loves always trying out new looks so she wears just about everything. Her go to look though is a light pink lipstick, eyeliner, mascara, and a pretty eyeshadow that matches her outfit.

Milo:

2. Whats their favourite flavour? (spicy, sweet, sour, etc.)

Milo tends to like sweet and savoury. He loves the combination of the two as well.

4. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snacks - which do they look forward to the most?

It depends on the day. During the week, dinner. They always feel more deserved after working all day. On the weekend, breakfast. He likes that he can take the time to make a good meal without being in a rush to get to work.

12. Its a rainy day, what will they do all cooped up inside all day?

He'll usually spend the day crashed on the couch and eating snacks while watching a movie. Sometimes short naps. If its a day hes feeling really energized he'll do some house work and small repairs hes been meaning to get to (being careful not to break his nose again).

45. What do they carry around with them during the day?

Cell phone, pack of cigarettes, lighter, sketchbook, pencil, wallet, gum, headphones.