#when a chainsaw man last got me by surprise

[joelmillerisapunk]

a sweet arrangement

sugardaddy!Joel Miller x f!reader

Masterlist ♡ Sugar Daddy Masterlist

Wordcount: 3,374

Summary: You sign up for a sugar daddy app. What's the worst that could happen?

Warnings: 18+, fingering, oral (both m&f receiving), light bondage, reader might have pullable hair (i dont rememeber if i took it out) quick mentions of slut, baby, sweet baby, sweetheart, darlin

Notes: tysm @saradika-graphics for the dividers. I was cheated on over the weekend, and I wrote this as a "I wish I could be here" instead of being sad." Just another rich!daddy fantasy

You've been feeling financially stretched lately, and after hearing about the concept of sugar daddies and sugar babies from a friend, you decided to give it a try. You sit on your bed and hesitantly create a profile on a popular app, describing yourself as a young, independent woman looking for a mutually beneficial arrangement. As you sit scrolling through, you can't help but feel a sigh of reluctance escape your lips. You never expected to find yourself on a sugar daddy dating app, but life has a way of surprising you sometimes.

After a few moments of looking around the site, a notification pops up. It's a message from a user named "Contractor_Guy."

Curiosity piques, and you open the message, hoping it's not some creepy come-on. To your surprise, it reads:

"Hey there. I don't usually do this sort of thing, but I figured it's worth a shot. My name's Joel. If you're interested in getting to know me, send me a message back."

Feeling intrigued, you reply:

"Hi Joel, I'm not sure what 'this sort of thing' is, but I'm curious now.”

The response comes quickly.

Contractor_Guy: "Haha, 'this sort of thing' is something I usually avoid. But hey, it's a new day, and who knows what it might bring?"

You: Hopefully luck! But seriously, what exactly are you avoiding?"

Contractor_Guy: "Haha, well that's a bit of a long story, darlin.”

You: "Oh, I don't mind a long story. I've got some time to kill. Besides, I find it intriguing that someone like you is on a sugar daddy app.”

Contractor_Guy: "Well, my last experience wasn't the best, and I'm just being cautious this time around.

But, here's the long version. I met a girl a few years back, and at first, things were great. We clicked, and the relationship was mutually beneficial. I was able to provide for her in a way she couldn't for herself, and in return, she was there for me when I needed emotional support. As time went on, she started to change. She became more demanding and less appreciative. It got to the point where she would expect extravagant gifts just for a simple text or phone call. I realized that she was only interested in my money and not in the relationship we'd built."

You: "I'm sorry to hear that. It's not easy to find someone who's genuine and appreciates what you have to offer."

Contractor_Guy: "Yeah, it was a tough lesson to learn, but I'm hoping to find someone different this time. Someone who appreciates the little things, too, not just the material things."

You: "I think that's a fair expectation. We all deserve to be appreciated for more than just our wallets. So, Joel, tell me more about yourself. What do you do for a living?"

Contractor_Guy: "I'm a contractor. I do mostly residential construction and home remodeling projects. What about you? What do you do when you're not scrolling through dating apps?”

You: "Lol, I'm usually at work. I'm a graphic designer, so I spend most of my days in front of a computer. It's not the most glamorous job, but I love what I do."

Contractor_Guy: "A graphic designer, huh? That's pretty impressive. I've always been more of a hands-on guy myself. But I must admit, there's something intriguing about a woman in the arts.”

You: "And who doesn't love a man who can wield a hammer and a chainsaw with equal ease?"

Contractor_Guy: "Oh, I'm definitely good with my hands darlin' ;). ”

You: "Maybe one day you'll show me just how good you are with your hands."

As the conversation continues to flow effortlessly, you both exchange numbers and agree to meet for a coffee date tomorrow. Before signing off, you send a playful message with a picture attached

You: "Well, I'm off to begin the countdown to our coffee date. I'll leave you with this little teaser. ;)"

Insert a picture of you posing confidently in a cute outfit, with a mischievous grin on your face.

Contractor_Guy: "Wow, that definitely has me counting down the hours! I can't wait to see you in person."

With that, you end the conversation eagerly anticipating your first in-person meeting with the intriguing contractor.

The two of you meet for the first time at a trendy coffee shop downtown, and you can immediately sense Joel's charm and confidence. You can tell he's done this a time or two. He offers to buy you a drink and pulls out the mattest black credit card you have ever seen to pay with. He guides you to a table in the back corner, and you both engage in light conversation, discussing your interests and goals. Joel is clearly intrigued by you, and you feel a spark of attraction towards him as well.

"So, tell me more about yourself," Joel says, his eyes locked on yours.

"Well, like I said on the app, I'm a freelance graphic designer," you reply, “It's not the most stable job, but I love what I do."

"I can imagine," Joel says, a hint of admiration in his voice. "I've always been a fan of the arts. But I'm sure you understand the struggles of making ends meet as a freelancer. That's why I'm interested in this arrangement."

"I do understand," you agree, your mind already contemplating the potential benefits of such an arrangement. "It would be nice to have some financial stability while still being able to pursue my passion."

"Exactly," Joel says, his tone firm but understanding. "And in return, I'd like you to be my companion when I need someone to spend time with. We can go on dates, attend social events, or just relax at home. I value your company, you're easy on the eyes and brain, and I believe we would make a great team."

"I think that sounds fair," you say, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. "I'm looking for something similar - someone who understands my situation and is willing to help me out."

Joel offers to take you to his place for a glass of wine, and as he leads you to his car, the conversation shifts to the details of the arrangement.

"Now that we've established the terms," Joel says, his voice low and serious, "I want to make something clear. I'm going to support you financially in any way you could ever dream of or want, but there's one condition."

"What's that?" You ask, your curiosity piqued.

"I want access to you whenever I please, however I please," Joel says, his eyes meeting yours. "I want to be able to use you for my pleasure whenever I want. Are you comfortable with that?"

Your heart races as you consider his request. You know what he's asking for, and you're not sure if you're ready for that level of intimacy. But at the same time, you can't deny the excitement coursing through your veins.

"I need some time to think about it. This is a big decision."

"Of course," Joel replies, his tone understanding. "Take all the time you need. But remember, this is the condition of our arrangement."

As Joel drives you to his mansion, you can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and trepidation. This is unlike any arrangement you've ever been a part of, and you're not sure what to expect. As you follow Joel upstairs, your heart races in anticipation. He leads you into a large, dimly-lit room, its walls adorned with black velvet and soft, glowing lights. A large bed dominates the center of the room, surrounded by various toys and restraints.

"I want to show you what I mean when I say I want access to you whenever I please.” Joel says, his voice thick with desire.

Joel leads you over to the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. He takes a seat on the edge, patting the space beside him. "Come here, sweetheart," he says, his voice soft and inviting.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure of what to do. But the curiosity and excitement pulsing through you win out, and you find yourself sitting down next to him. Joel's hand reaches out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face. "You're so beautiful, you know that?" he says, his gaze intense.

You feel your entire body get warm at the compliment, your heart racing faster than ever before. "Thank you," you murmur.

Joel's hand begins to trace a path down your arm, sending shivers coursing through your body. "I want to make you feel good, sweetheart," he says, his voice low and husky. "I want to give you pleasure like you've never experienced before."

Your mind is racing as Joel's hand continues to explore your body. You're not sure what to do, but you find yourself leaning into his touch, your body craving more.

"I want to show you something," Joel says, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He stands up and walks over to a large wooden chest at the foot of the bed. He opens it, revealing a variety of toys and restraints. Your heart races as you take in the sight. You've never seen anything like this before, and you're not sure what to make of it. Joel walks back over to you, a blindfold in his hand. "I want to show you how good it can feel to let go and trust someone," he says, his voice soft and soothing.

You hesitate for a moment but something about Joel's words and the look in his eyes makes you feel safe, and you find yourself nodding in agreement. He gently places the blindfold over your eyes, cocooning you in darkness. You can feel his hands on you, guiding you back onto the bed. You trust him, and you let yourself relax into the feeling of his touch.

Joel's hands continue to explore your body, tracing patterns and circles that send shivers of pleasure coursing through you. You can feel the bed shift as he leans over you, his breath hot against your ear. "I want to make you feel so good, sweetheart," he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper. Your breath hitches as his hands continue to wander.

Suddenly, you feel something soft and silky against your skin. It's a scarf, and Joel is using it to gently bind your wrists to the bedposts. You gasp at the feeling of being restrained, but the sensation is not unpleasant. Instead, it heightens your senses, making you more aware of every touch and caress.

Joel continues to explore your body, his hands moving lower and lower until they reach the waistband of your pants. He pauses for a moment, waiting for your consent. "May I?" he asks, his voice low and husky. You nod, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He slowly begins to slide your pants down your legs, his hands lingering on your skin as he goes. You can feel the heat of his touch, and you find yourself arching up towards him, wanting more. Finally, your pants are off, and Joel's hands are free to explore your body in earnest. He caresses your thighs, your hips, your stomach, each touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

You can feel yourself growing wet, your body responding to Joel's touch in ways you've never experienced before. You moan softly, your hips bucking up towards him. Joel takes the hint, his fingers finding their way to your wetness. He begins to explore you, his touch gentle but firm. You gasp at the sensation, your body quivering with pleasure. His fingers move in slow, deliberate circles that send shivers of pleasure coursing through your body. You find yourself moaning louder and louder, your hips bucking up towards him as you chase the feeling of release. Finally, you can't take it any longer. You cry out as the orgasm washes over you, your body trembling with pleasure. Joel continues to touch you, his fingers gentle as they bring you down from the peak of pleasure.

Slowly, your breathing returns to normal, and you become aware of your surroundings once again. The blindfold is still over your eyes, and you're still bound to the bed. But you feel safe and content, your body still humming with pleasure. He unties the blindfold, and you blink your eyes against the sudden brightness of the room. He's standing above you, a wicked smile on his face. "Did you like that, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice low and seductive.

"Yes sir," you get out with a hoarse voice.

Joel's gaze travels down your body, taking in the sight of you spread out on his bed, still bound to the bedposts. "Mmm, such a good girl already," he says, his voice full of satisfaction. "I have so much more I want to show you."

He walks over to the wooden chest at the foot of the bed and rummages through it, pulling out a variety of toys and restraints. Joel turns back to you, a pair of handcuffs in his hand. "May I?" he asks, his voice low and seductive.

“You may."

Your heart racies with excitement as Joel cuffs your hands above your head, replacing the soft, luxurious ribbon, and securing you back to the bedpost. You test the restraints, finding that they hold you firmly in place. Your heart is racing with excitement, your body tingling with anticipation. He walks back over to the chest and pulls out a vibrator. He turns it on, the buzzing noise filling the room. You watch as he approaches you. He traces the vibrator over your body, teasing you with each touch. You arch up towards him, wanting more. But Joel is in control, and he takes his time, drawing out the anticipation until you're nearly begging for release."Are you ready for more, darlin’?"

“Yes please,” your breath coming in short gasps.

"Good girl." He traces the vibrator lower, teasing your clit with each pass. You moan, your hips bucking up towards him. But he pulls the vibrator away just as you're about to come.

You whimper in frustration, but Joel just smiles. "Patience, baby, patience," he says.

He continues to tease you, bringing you to the brink of orgasm again and again, but never letting you fully come. You're writhing on the bed, your body begging for release when Joel leans down and whispers in your ear. "Do you trust me, sweetheart?"

You nod, your heart racing. "Yes, I do," you whisper.

Joel smiles, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He leans down and captures your lips in a passionate kiss. You moan, your hips bucking up towards him. You're ready for whatever comes next.

Joel breaks the kiss, his eyes locked on yours. "I'm going to take you to the edge, sweetheart," he says, his voice low and seductive. "And then I'm going to bring you back again. And again. And again. Until you can't take it anymore."

Joel's hand moves back to the vibrator, tracing it over your clit once again. This time, he doesn't stop. He continues to tease and pleasure you. Suddenly, Joel pulls the vibrator away once again. You whimper in frustration, but before you can protest, he's replaced it with his mouth. His tongue expertly teases your clit. His hands roam your body as he brings you to the brink of orgasm once again. This time, however, he doesn't stop. He continues to lick and suck at your clit, his fingers entering you and curling against your G-spot as he pushes you over the edge.

You cry out, your body shaking with pleasure as you come hard against his mouth. Joel doesn't stop, his tongue continuing to torture you as you ride out the waves of your orgasm. As you come down from your orgasm, you gasp for breath, your body still trembling with pleasure. Joel's gaze is intense as he watches you, his face flushed with arousal.

"That was so, fucking good," you manage to gasp out, your voice still hoarse from your orgasm.

Joel smiles, his eyes never leaving yours. "I'm glad you thought so," he says, his voice low and seductive. "But I think it's your turn now."

"My turn?" you ask, your eyes wide with curiosity.

"Yes," Joel says, his smile widening. "It's time for you to return the favor.”

You feel a pang of nerves flood your body. “But I'm still all tied up.”

Joel smirks, leaning in. He grabs the hollows of your cheeks, forcing you to look at him, “ I never said you needed to be untied, did I.”

You swallow hard, your mind racing with the implications of his words. Joel releases your cheeks, his gaze traveling down your body. "You're going to make me very happy tonight, sweetheart. Just remember - I want access to you whenever I please, however I please. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir," you reply, your voice full of submission.

Joel's smile widens, and he reaches down to unfasten his pants. He steps out of them and his boxers, revealing a hard, thick, ready erection. He climbs onto the bed, his legs straddling your chest. "Now, I want you to take me into your mouth," he says, his voice firm and authoritative.

Your heart is racing as you obey. He brings it up to your lips, and your tongue darts out to lick the tip. You can taste the hint of salt and musk, and you find yourself growing aroused again. You open your mouth wide to accommodate his size. He tastes so good, so intense, and you can't get enough. You begin to move your head, your mouth sliding up and down his shaft. Joel gasps, his hips bucking up towards you.

Suddenly he grabs your hair and holds his cock to the hilt, filing up your entire throat, blocking your airway. You try to gasp for breath as Joel holds you down on his large throbbing cock but it's no use. Your head is swimming with pleasure and arousal, and you're not sure if you can take anymore. Just then Joel releases his grip on your hair, allowing you to breathe again. You take the opportunity to pull away, gasping for air. Joel smirks down at you. "Such a good little slut for daddy already," he says, his voice full of praise. "Daddy wants to see more. Show me how much you want me."

You nod, your heart racing with anticipation as Joel pulls away and undoes your restraints. When he's back on the bed, you take him back into your mouth, your hands roaming his beautiful, full thighs. You begin to suck and lick at his cock, your tongue exploring every inch of him. You can hear Joel growing more aroused, his breaths coming in short gasps.

You feel a hand on the back of your head, guiding you. Joel is thrusting into your mouth, his cock sliding in and out. You moan around him, your hands reaching up to cup his balls. He's tensing, his hips bucking harder with each thrust. Suddenly, he lets out the most primal groan you've ever heard, his cock swells in your mouth. He thrusts into you one more time before coming. You can feel his warm come filling your mouth, and you swallow it down eagerly. Joel groans, his hips stilling as he rides out his orgasm.

You pull away, gasping for air and Joel collapses onto his back, his chest rising and falling rapidly. You can see the satisfaction on his face, and you feel proud of yourself. You've never done anything like that before, and you're not sure how you feel about it. But there's a part of you that's excited, that wants to do it again.

You're both panting heavily, your mind still reeling from the intense experience you've just shared. Joel's gaze is locked on yours, his eyes full of admiration and desire. "You were amazing, sweetheart," he says, his voice a low rumble. "I can't wait to show you more." A wave of excitement washes over you as Joel reaches out and gently strokes your cheek, his fingers lingering against your skin. "I want to make this arrangement work, darlin," he says, his voice soft and earnest. "But I need to know that you're in this for the right reasons."

Your heart races as you consider his words. You know what he's asking, and you're not sure if you're ready for the level of intimacy and commitment this arrangement requires. But at the same time, you can't deny the excitement coursing through your veins, the thrill of being desired and pursued by someone like Joel. You nod, your heart racing with both excitement and trepidation. "I think I'm ready to accept your condition," you say, your voice low and hesitant. "But I need to know that you're in this for the right reasons, too."

Joel's eyes meet yours, his gaze intense and serious. "I promise you, I want nothing more than to care for and support you, both financially and emotionally," he says firmly. "And I expect the same companionship in return."

You take a deep breath, your mind racing with the implications of your decision. But there's a part of you that's eager to explore this new world, to find out what it means to be truly desired and cared for by someone like Joel.

"Okay," you finally say, your voice full of resolution. "I want to make this arrangement work too."

Joel's face breaks into a smile, his eyes filled with relief and joy. He pulls you into a warm embrace, his arms wrapping around you tightly. "Thank you, sweetheart," he whispers, his voice full of gratitude. "I'm going to make sure you never regret this decision."

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[waffledforbreakfast]

First Encounters - [MUTI! BLLK X F!READER]

Staring: Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser, Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: heavy ooc (I MEAN HEAVY. forgive me, it gets a bit better later chapts i swear), bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, etc.

 >Rin

Rin Itoshi was always overshadowed by his older brother, constantly being referred to as “Sae Itoshi’s lil bro”.

He’d be lying if he said it didn’t bother him

Even the girls at school were only interested in him for the fame

But you were “nOt LiKe ThE oThEr GiRlS 🤪🥺” (lord save me)

You’ve seen several of Rin’s games, including the most recent one. He wasn’t quite playing as well as he usually did, but this went relatively unnoticed by fans

After the game, you took a gamble and decided to approach the boy

“Hey… Rin Itoshi right? Great game!” she tried to optimistic and complement him

“...Huh?” He just stared 😭 “Who are you…??”

“We’re classmates…? I just wanted to say I really liked watching you play! That last move was amazing, I can see why you went down the left side instead of the right, with defense being so tight and all..” she was starting to regret talking to the dry boy and laughed awkwardly “Well… Good luck with your next game!” she bowed and left

Rin just kinda stood there ;v;

“Huh… someone actually was watching me…” Bro had the smallest smile on his face  

>Shidou

You and Sae were roommates, everything worked out pretty well between you two

In fact, half the time, he wasn’t even home. Like now, for instant, he was out on a business trip and wouldn’t be home for another day

So imagine your surprise when you were peacefully watching Chainsaw Man in the living room, and your front door flies open

In the doorway stood a tall tanned man with blonde hair and pink eyes

“SAE MY LOVEEEE~ IM HERE FOR YOU” The man practically chanted, you had no clue if he knew whether or not you were there 

He finally notices, and you two have a moment of awkwardnes

“... Wtf are you doing iN MY HOUSE???”

“WTF ARE YOU DOING IN SAE ITOSHI’S HOUSE??”

“WE’RE ROOMMATES?!?!”

“...Oh”

Mentally facepalming at this man’s stupidity- “Sae isn’t home right now, also how did you get in??”

Shidou just shrugged “There was a key under the doormat” he spun it around his finger

You looked this man up and down, tbh, if he was an intruder, there was no way you could take him “You’re Shidou Ryusei right? I remember you from one of Sae’s games…” you said, mentally recalling the guy scream about dopamine

“Yessirr~” he grinned “Best striker in the world right here!”

 You could do nothing but sigh as you reached for your popcorn and prepared to get back to watching, “the tan man will sort himself out…” you wished thought

His eyes shot to the screen as you resumed the show, “Are you watching Chainsaw Man?” he asked

“Yea…??”

“YOOO THAT’S MY FAV, LEMME JOIN IN”

And before you knew it, he was curled up beside you eating your popcorn as you two binged the night away

>Sae

Sae’s perfume had ran out recently, and he found himself strolling through the mall for a new one

You, on the other hand, were called in for a last minute shift in the store since your co-workers cancelled on you. So, here you were, sitting in your little store, all by yourself

That is, until a ashen-brown haired man walked in

The first thing Sae noticed is you. You in all your beauty, standing behind the desk, sifting through the perfumes

He wondered why you worked for a scent store and not a modeling agency. That was until he actually got closer. 

Your sweet smell embraced him, instantly feeling comfortable in the small store

“Hey, you sell perfumes, yea?” he asked, with a small tilt of his head

“Mhm! One for every occasion, how can I help you?” you replied with a warm smile

“An everyday sort of thing. Nothing too strong…”

You thought for a bit, then one particular scent came to mind, you shuffled through the store to get it “Here, try this one.” 

It was a simple one with a slightly stronger undertone. It was a bit on the pricey side, but seeing how he was dressed, you were sure he could afford it

He tried it out on his wrist, and b the look on his face, you could tell he liked it

“Hm. Quite nice, I think I’ll take it.” he handed you back the bottle with a nod “Actually, I’ll take two.”

You smiled, just happy to make some sales “Great! I’ll get that packed for you.”

You bagged the two perfumes and handed it to him with a bow “Thank you for your purchase! Please come again!”

Sae walked out the door feeling much lighter than before, “It must be the perfume…” he thought, but why was it that he wished to know your name… 

>Niko

He comes and asks you to join his soccer team (Niko 11)

You had heard about what happened in one of the other classes, a boy named Niko had challenged the soccer team to a duel in 100 days. From your knowledge, Niko was not one to put himself out there “hm. Those Yu-Gi-Oh cards must mean a lot to them…” you though “Surely I won’t get dragged into this… right??”

Oh how wrong you were. You knew that he was recruiting teammates, and being one of the fastest people on the track and field team, it only made sense that he came to find you

Niko knew that you were pretty, but he didn’t know you were that pretty. Especially now that he was standing in front of you. “Uh- Hi….” he tired to keep his composure 

“...Hello, Niko, right? I have a feeling I know what you’re gonna ask…” You said, looking the boy up and down. His face was tinted with a bit of blush, it was clear the boy was not used to talking to people

“Y-Yea…” He muttered, he couldn’t tell if you were happy or not “So then- would you be willing to play on a soccer team with me?”

The way those teal eyes looked at yours, you just could not say no ;)

>Kaiser

Ness has been spending less time with him, and he’s wondering why. He soon finds out it’s you

“HUH?? What do you mean you’re ‘busy’ tomorrow??.” Kaiser demanded an answer from the poor boy.

“I-uhm… I’m going out with a friend…” the magenta boy gave him a weak smile “You should come with, I think you two would get along great!” 

Kaiser only rolled his eyes and scoffed “Your ‘friend’?? You mean the same one you’ve been texting for the past TWO WEEKS???”

Ness flinched “Y-Yea…” he looked up at kaiser “Is there a problem with that?”

Kaiser glared at him. Usually Ness would bow his head and spit out a thousand apologies. This new found “rebellion” was NOT supposed to happen. “It’s probably the doing of that ‘friend’ of his…” The blue haired boy thought

“Fine.” he looked Ness in his eyes “Let me meet them. Let’s see if they really are worthy of my prescance.”  

>Ness

He’s sent to a vending machine by Kaiser to fetch some food, but he forgot his wallet. Lucky, you’re a decent person :D 

“Ness.” Kaiser glared at the scared boy “Get me a drink. Anything but milk. Go.”

“I-Yessir!” Ness bowed before running off. Kaiser was in a bad mood, he didn’t want it to get any worse.

“A drink… where’s the vending machine…??” He looked around. And finally, he found one.

He leaned on the glass of the machine, catching his breath. “Hm. An energy drink maybe?? Or does he want some juice… no no, he had juice this morning. An energy drink it is.” he said to himself and reached for his wallet

“... oh sh1t-” 

Ness had been in such a rush that he forgot to bring money. He feel to his knees and let out a silent cry of despair

You, on the other hand, stood right behind him, trying to contain your laugh from the events unfolding in front of you. Unfortunately, you couldn’t stop a small chuckle from escaping, which you quickly tired coved

“Uh- Are you… alright??” you looked the boy up and down. He stared at you, eyes wide and mouth agape 

How could he embarrass himself in front of someone so pretty!! He covered his face with his hands, still on the floor.

You could only laugh “Forgot your wallet right? Here, let me pay” you felt kinda bad for the boy, but also slightly amused, which just made you feel worse.

You could practically see stars in his eyes. 

As you paid for the drink, he gave a grateful bow “Thank you so much, you saved me!” and before you knew it, he ran off

You could only shake your head and laugh at the interaction 

>Otoya

^Reader is assigned Otoya for secret Santa, and reluctantly gets him some gifts. He’s quite shocked when you get him things he actually likes

“Otoya” The teacher called, “Your Secret Santa gift.”

“Oh?” the boy took the gift from her hands. It was a gently wrapped box with a feeble attempt of a bow, which he could only laugh at. He noticed that the wrapping paper used was a green that was similar to the streak in his hair, and the ribbons to the rest. He had never seen such a carefully packaged gift. Even the ones he had gotten from his girlfriends exes were usually lame store bought ones.

That's why when opening the gift, he was so careful to not tear the paper.

As the teacher went around passing the other gifts around, Otoya opened his box and inspected the contents 

Inside he found 2 churros (his favourite), a set of headphones (he broke his a few days ago), a small phoenix (his favourite animal) figure, and a handwritten note.

He wondered who could know him this well, to have gotten him such personalized gifts. He deduced that it could only be his best bud, Karasu.

“Yo” Otoya approached the crow boy “thanks for the gift.”

Karasu could only stare “Gift? What gift? I didn’t get you anything… sorry”

Otoya showed him the box “These, did you not get them for me?” he was confused.

Karasu picked up the letter “Why don’t you try reading it? Maybe it’ll tell you who it is”

The white haired boy neatly tore open the note and read it.

“Hm. It’s nothing but a simple ‘Merry Christmas!’ and whatnot…” he muttered. Now he kinda wanted to know who it was from 

Karasu took the card and analyzed the handwriting “Oh. That’s their writing” the observer said and pointed at you, watching them from across the room

“Ungrateful brat…” you swore under your breath, of course Otoya thought it was from Karasu. But come on, you hated getting gifts for a fboy like him. You should’ve at least got some credit

you sighed and left the classroom, considering that you got a crappy candle as your Secret Santa gift, you were pretty frustrated

Otoya caught up to you outside the room “Hey, [Y/N] right? Thank you for the gift” he flashed the best smile he could manage

“Yea…” you muttered, still sad about your candle “Hope you like it… Least you didn’t get something lame like this…” you turned the saran wrapped gift in your hands “Actually, how do you know my name? I’ve always tried to avoid you…”

“Oh uh…” he laughed awkwardly “I was your Secret Santa…”

>Karasu

You take notes very interestingly, using a different font for every subject. He tries to decode one of your notes, you catch him in the act and teach him

You always had a silly habit of encrypting your notes. They were simple observations you made on your classmates, but if anyone read them, you might be in a bit of trouble…

“Nagi keeps looking at Isagi… But isn’t he with Reo??” you quickly noted, automatically translating into your encryption. It wasn’t anything too complicated, it was pretty easy to get used to, it was just for an extra layer of protection. Surely once someone saw it was encrypted, they’d just give up reading it… right??

Wrong :p 

Karasu had been watching you write these for quite a while, but couldn’t figure out the pattern. But he never had the chance to actually see one up close

And that’s why he took the chance after class while you were in the bathroom.

He quickly pulled out your notebook from your bag, and flipped it open. He sat on the desk and got to work, trying to figure out the code

“Could it be numerical… no- that wouldn’t work…” he muttered to himself, unaware of the figure standing behind him

To be honest, you found this quite amusing. The class analyzer struggling to decode your notes. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

The look of fear and shock on this mans face as he turned to face you, it only made you laugh harder

“LMAOOOO- having a hard time, Mr. Genius?” you teased 

Karasu could only frown “Shut it…”

You smiled, and decided that this was too funny of a story you could tell your friends later. It was only fair you taught him your encryption in return

You sat down on the desk beside him, and started pointing out the pattern

He seemed to finally get it, everything clicked together like a puzzle in his mind “Ohhh, I get it. That’s really dope.” 

You could only laugh “I know right?”

>Reo

He’s practicing his soccer at school, and you stop by and judge him. You then point out everything he’s doing wrong, and leave. Man is stunned XD

You were just grabbing a drink from the vending machine before you left the school campus to go to your soccer team’s practice. 

Being in such a prestigious school meant only academic extracurriculars were provided, you you had to play club

As you grabbed your drink from the slot, a sound caught your attention. “That’s definitely the sound of a soccer ball…” you thought to yourself, having heard that sound several times “Who from this school would play soccer??”

You walked towards the campus exit, which just so happened to be the same direction as the field. And there he was, a purple haired boy, practicing his shots on a make-shift goal. 

You recognize him as Reo Mikage, I mean, the whole school knew him. You decided to get a better view and move closer

Upon further observation, it was clear that he was new to the sport, you could help but feel a bit bad as you laughed

Reo turned to you the second he heard your tease. He frowned “What.”

You composed yourself “Sorry sorry, I was just… admiring your soccer… skills. Yes.” You said, sounding more unsure of yourself than he was of you

He scoffed, “Please, what do you know about soccer?”

“Enough to be a starter on a good team” you shrugged smugly “You on the other hand… You could work on your passing. The ball’s trajectory changes every time, try making contact with the ball on a more consistent spot, and put more speed in it. Also- when you dribble, make sure to at least be somewhat aware of the field in front of you. I could take that ball off you instantly.” you laughed and left, remembering you still had practice to go to.

Reo on the other hand, was left there stunned, “No way… Someone else here plays soccer!” He made a mental note to find you tomorrow, before packing up. 

A/N: I GENINUNESLY HAD 2 STROKES RE-READING THIS-

[easy-revenge]

its been over 2 years since i read volume 9 of chainsaw man and it still apparently has the power to make me sob uncontrollably when i think about it so im going to talk a bit about aki and denji being shown as children during the snowball fight and why it's currently making me wanna rip my hair out :)

aki is already gone during this scene for all intents and purposes, having very little comprehension of the events his body is in and just waiting to be set free. his mind reverting back to the moment he lost his family is not surprising, since that's when his life permanently changed trajectory.

he's not to blame for being stuck in this moment, as it would make sense for any kid his age. however, he didn't put himself on the path towards revenge, which inevitably made him unable to let go. that was makima. she took him by the hand and gave him this "purpose", something she very well knew he was never going to achieve anyway. she trapped him in this predicament and made sure he stayed there till there were no options left for him.

to the very end, aki's life was never his own, but planned for him. aki never left that snowy forest. he wasn't allowed to.

as a result, the essence of aki that remained within the gun fiend after his death materialized as the last genuine version of aki that ever was. a kid playing in front of his house.

moving over to denji, who is the one that got me crying today. his appearance as a child in aki's mind is partly to parallel the bond they shared and the bond between aki and his little brother, whom he lost that day. of course. however i think there's a lot of significance to this choice for denji's character as well.

denji grew up remote and very disconnected from society. he never got the chance to learn how to navigate his feelings and relationships with other people. he had to figure it all out as he went, first with pochita, whom he got attached to and later with aki and power. even with makima.

makima was the first person to ever give him attention and affection, to give him the things he always wanted, but she never treated him like a person. she never helped him get any closer to learning how to be one. he was used, much like aki was, and was given a purpose that was never going to be for his own benefit.

as a result, denji took a while to go through the motions of being surrounded by humans and being taught by them. the first time we saw him face the concept of loss was with pochita, an event that didn't really give him much in terms of experience considering all the implications and how suddenly it changed his life. in its nature, it wasn't a type of loss he would've been able to navigate as a human.

im not going to go into the situation with his father since we saw very explicitly how incapable he was to handle it to the point of blocking it out and having it haunt him till the end of part one. he surely didn't get much data out of that experience either, or the abuse he went through before it.

the first real time he got to see loss occur very close to him was himeno's death. he had no emotional reaction to it, which confused him since he was able to observe its effect on aki and other people around him. he questioned his own humanity for the first time and it upset him, if only momentarily. it gave him a hint of perspective.

sadly, he was going to find out what loss meant the hard way.

with makima still treating him like an animal and the circumstances forcing him to still rely on his instincts, denji's emotional maturity wasn't really prioritized. he did inevitably grow closer to aki and power, without necessarily being able to recognize those feelings for what they were. again he just had to go through the motions.

fast forward to the gun devil arc. he's told by makima on the phone to not think, to just fight aki without thinking about it. we see the progress that's been made in how clearly unable denji is to follow that order, aki being the closest thing to family he's ever had by this point.

he fights his best friend, not even thinking about himself, but of how aki would feel if he were conscious of how much destruction he was causing. still up to this point, denji doesn't know that he loves aki. it hasn't computed to him as a piece of info, only as an experience.

him being shown as a child in the snow, a contrast to the violent reality that his body is in, has as much significance as it does for aki.

denji never really grew up, he never got past his father's death or anything that happened to him before and after that. he was kept from it by his life and makima herself, once again. his ineptitude was weaponized and he was nowhere near being aware of it. he was also stuck.

in that scene, denji experiences real loss. he loses someone he loves and someone who loves him back. someone who thought himself unable to do so but was the first to love him like a human.

he was just a kid, losing his family by his own hand again, only this time he had been loved.

it's highlighted in the next chapter, where he appears unable to grieve and looks kind of numb instead. then we have the ice cream scene, where he thinks the words for the first time and throws up immediately.

his confusion after it happens, him being unable to fathom why his body would have such a reaction, breaks my heart almost more than the entirety of the snowball fight itself, from denji's pov.

im not going to talk about what happens directly after that and its implications bc im gonna end up talking forever, but his behavior throughout the next chapters very much shows how out of his depth he is when it comes to loss and grief and how lost and helpless he is in makima's hands.

my point is, both aki and denji were used, weaponised and kept from growing up while also having to deal with the world and its cruelty at the same time. even the closeness they achieved was planned and used against them both. this is only one of many angles of the snowball fight scene that can be looked at and interpreted in different ways. but it was the one that made me ugly cry today :)

[writtenjewels]

Mirage part 3

Part One, Part Two

Salim's stomach woke him up with an insistent growl. When was the last time he ate? He knew he missed one meal at least, perhaps more. He tested turning his head and found the action didn't make him quite as dizzy. He still felt faint, but he was sure that was from hunger. It was quiet in the room, apart from the steady thump of the fan.

“Jason?” he called out. He waited, and a few moments later the American appeared in his line of sight. Salim smiled at him. “Hello again.”

“Hey.” Jason rested a hand on the cloth draped over Salim's forehead. “Had a good rest?”

“I did. I'd like to try sitting up again.”

“All right.” Jason positioned himself at the same spot. “Ready? One, two, three!”

This time when Salim was pushed into a sitting position, the dizzy feeling didn't hit him as hard. Salim stared at the opposite wall as he waited for it to pass. He spotted a landscape portrait hanging there; a glance around showed him the whole room was decorated with them. They were all different: a forest, a snowy mountain, a volcano, even the desert lit up with stars.

“I'm all right,” Salim said, turning his face toward Jason's. He found he didn't mind the American being so close. Jason gave him a gentle squeeze before scooting back. He was wearing a different shirt, Salim noticed. “How long was I asleep?”

“Few hours.” Jason took the cloths that had been on Salim's face and set them aside. “I counted every one of 'em. You snore like a fuckin' chainsaw.”

“What?” The comment took him completely by surprise. Salim shot the American an indignant look. “I do not snore!” The heated words froze in his mouth. Jason was pressing his lips tightly together, but they were still quirking up in a smile. “Oh.” Salim let out a surprised breath. “You were just messing with me.”

“I figured it was okay to fuck with you now that you're doin' better,” Jason answered with a gleam in his eyes.

“You have terrible bedside manner,” Salim scolded him, lifting his chin. He felt a surge of energy talking to this man. “I think I'll just--” Salim tried to push himself to his feet. He was caught by another dizzy spell and almost collapsed. Jason barely managed to catch him in time.

“Slow down, will ya? You got hardly anything in your stomach.”

“I'm fine,” Salim argued. “You've done more than enough.” He tried to shift but Jason held onto him, keeping him in place. Salim would have been impressed by the man's strength if he didn't feel so faint.

“Don't be a stubborn pain in the ass,” Jason scolded. “I'm getting you another sports drink and some food.”

Salim opened his mouth, but Jason was already on his feet and heading to a door. Salim wanted to get to his feet and follow, but he didn't want to risk feeling faint or dizzy. He let out a sigh and looked around the room again. Did Jason live here? Salim hadn't seen anyone else yet, but neither did he see any personalized photographs anywhere. The only furniture he found was a beanbag chair. Lying beside it was a canvas and some artist tools.

Salim's heart gave a surprised jump. He looked between the canvas and the landscapes on the walls. Jason painted these? The door swung open and Jason stepped through carrying a tray. There were two sports drinks on the tray, a plate of various cut fruits, and two forks. He set the tray down on Salim's lap, settling nearby and stabbing through a slice of strawberry with one of the forks.

“Funny,” Salim remarked, lip twitching in amusement. “I thought you said you were getting me food.”

“I thought it'd be weird if you were the only one eating.”

“Of course you did.” Salim smiled, taking a fork and helping himself to a watermelon slice. It was just what his empty belly needed. “You just cut up all these fruits for fun.” It was only fair to tease the man, after he did it to Salim earlier. He managed to get another smile out of Jason, which made the effort feel worthwhile.

“I see you're a smart-ass once you get talkin'.”

Salim chuckled and reached to sip his sports drink. The rest, food, and drink all did their part in making him feel better. But it was this teasing banter with Jason that was truly giving him energy.

“I like your paintings,” Salim mentioned. “Have you been to all those places?”

“Nope, not really. I got them off travel magazines.”

“I see.” Salim glanced at the one showing a desert at night. It managed to capture the vastness of the dunes, the elegant hills and valleys formed by the sand, the breathtaking wonder of the open sky. Salim had a view much like it while he was traveling. “They're still beautiful,” he concluded.

Jason's ears went light pink and his shoulders jerked in an awkward shrug, but he said nothing. Salim ate a few more slices of fruit. It was so nice to fill his belly again. Except his stomach had been empty for so long it roiled a little at this introduction of food. He sipped his drink hoping that would soothe it, but the churning just got worse.

“Uh, Jason, where's...?”

“Shit! Hold on, I got you.”

Jason wrapped an arm around him, lifting him up and all but carrying Salim through a door. Salim had enough time to register they were in a bathroom before he was doubling over and vomiting in the toilet. Jason hovered close by while Salim finished being sick. He flushed when he was done, resting his cheek on the cool porcelain.

“How embarrassing.”

“You almost died in the fuckin' desert,” Jason reminded him.

“Wonderful bedside manner again,” Salim teased.

“Well, you can't be feelin' too bad if you have the energy to be a smart-ass,” Jason shot back.

Salim laughed, tilting his head to smile at the other man. He felt unexpectedly warm and happy having this strange American man for company.

[duhragonball]

Chainsaw Man ch.91-95

Somewhere along the way I noticed this series was set in 1997, but this is the first panel where it really felt like 1997 to me. For those of you too young to remember, this was pretty much what it was like most of the time.

Last time, Pochita fed a piece of his flesh to Power so that she could get strong enough to rescue Chainsaw Man from Makima. But then she got overwhelmed and appeared to surrender Denji instead.........

..... is what Power wanted you to think, because it was clever ploy to make a clean getaway! Power's awesome.

It's simple. No matter what, Power can't let Denji die because he was her first friend. As time wore on, she got fond of the guy, and despite her pathological lying, she admits the truth as she drags Denji into a dumpster to hide.

Inside, they both seem to turn back to normal and she gives him a hug. I say "appear" because I'm not certain Power can change back into her original fiend form, and it's possible that Denji is seeing this in his mind or something.

The thing is, Denji doesn't want to be saved. He's still riddled with guilt over Power and Aki's deaths, which was exacerbated by Makima. I think this was why Chainsaw Man looked so different over the last ten or so chapters. Denji was still in there, but it was like he had withdrawn from Chainsaw Man's consciousness.

Anyway, he feels like there's no point going on without Power, and she tells him that when the last of her finally dies, she'll be reincarnated as the Blood Devil again, with no memory of her former existence as Power. So she asks Denji to find the Blood Devil, befriend them, and turn them into Power again to renew their friendship. She calls this a contract, and in exchange, she gives him her blood.

And since blood is pretty much all that's left of Power, she vanishes, leaving Denji alone in the dumpster. Well, not quite alone...

Kishibe's been sitting in the alleyway, getting his drink on. I guess he was waiting for Denji to get his shit together. He offers to help Denji, but first he wants to know if he's Denji or just a chainsaw monster. He's got no use for the second thing.

Later, Kishibe brings Denji and Kobeni to some safehouse he must have set up. He says they can speak freely here, and that Makima won't be able to track them down for a while, so I guess it's soundproofed or something. I don't think he has a plan at this point. He just knows Makima's plan depends on Denji, so he's keeping Denji away from her.

Kobeni nervously asks if she'll ever be able to contact her parents again, and Kishibe tells her she probably never hear from them again, and she's more relieved than anything else. Denji's kind of surprised to hear this, because Kobeni seemed like a normal person living a normal life, the kind of life he always wanted.

They commiserate for a bit, and when you get down to it, they're not so different. Kobeni's parents forced her to work for Public Safety in spite of the danger, so that she could raise money to put her brother through school. It's a lot like Denji's life so far, where he's had to do a lot of difficult things just to survive, and other people made all the important decisions for him.

And Kobeni explains to him that adversity is normal. "There's no such thing as a life free of bad things... except in your dreams..." This starts to get the wheels turning in Denji's head. He wanted to be normal, and maybe he already was this whole time.

As Denji ponders this, Kishibe plops down in front of the TV, and a news report comes on about...

...Chainsaw Man. He's a hero now, which we already established earlier, but now Denji's seeing the news reports that Makima was referring to. Also, girls really like Chainsaw Man. Kishibe tells him to keep his voice down, but he doesn't get it. Denji's starting to get the old spark back.

He tells Kishibe he wants to eat steak for breakfast every morning, and he wants five girlfriends-- no, ten! He wants tons of sex! And that's why he wants to be Chainsaw Man.

But Kishibe pours cold water on his aspirations. The second he turns back in to Chainsaw Man, Makima will find him and kill him.

And he's right, so Denji settles down and broods over it. But that's okay. Makima may have fixed it so he can't become Chainsaw Man for the time being, but she can't stop him from wanting it, not anymore. Before, she had broken him, and convinced him that he was a bad person who didn't deserve good things, or to even want good things. But now he's rebuilding, and Makima isn't around to get in his head.

So at last, Denji can apply himself to the problem of the Control Devil. He wants to be Chainsaw Man again, but he has to kill Makima in order to do that. So what's the solution? Denji racks his brain, trying to come up with something from his months of working for Makima, but he draws a blank. All he figures out is that he still likes Makima, even in spite of all the terrible things she's done to him. He feels bad for admitting it, but he knows it's true.

Then we jump ahead a while. Denji has apparently resolved his dilemma, because he's transformed into Chainsaw Man again, and here comes Makima and her goons to finish him off. Does he have a plan? Or is this just a desperation play?

Makima's probably wondering the same thing. He asks her one question: When she's finished using Chainsaw's power to remake the world, will there still be crappy movies in it?

Makima doesn't get this, but she still answers him. Yes, she thinks the world would be better off without bad movies. And that's the problem. Makima thinks in absolutes. There are good things and bad things, and the bad things shouuld be eliminated. Bad dogs get put down. Bad employees are terminated. Bad devils are destroyed. Bad movies should be expunged.

But as Kobeni observed, bad things are part of life. We can dream of a life without bad things, but if real life actually worked that way, then our dreams would have no meaning. There would be nothing to aspire to.

Also, bad movies make good movies better. Denji and Makima went on that date and saw a bunch of bad movies and one good one. Makima noted that the good one made the price of all the tickets worthwhile. She sees the bad movies and the search for the good one as the price you have to pay for living in an imperfect world. She's willing to sit through bad movies to get to a good one, but she's also very interested in finding a shortcut.

Denji on the other hand, enjoyed the entire date. The bad movies made the good one sweeter, and the search itself was worthwhile for him, because he knows what it means to want something and strive to find it. That's what Makima is planning to remove from the world, and that's why Denji has to stop her.

So they fight again, and it's pretty much the same story. The hybrids are all here again, so I'm pretty sure they're immortal too or whatever. The only thing that's changed is that Denji is weaker than he was before, because humanity isn't afraid of him. Makima believes it's just a matter of time before he's finished.

And yeah, that's basically how it goes. Chainsaw Man emerges from that big pile of goons, and puts up a valiant struggle, but then he goes down.

Makima decides to finish him off personally, so she feeds him her blood to revive him, just so she can fight him one on one.

This part of the fight is pretty cool, because it's easier to follow the action, and this is what's it's really been about all along. Chainsaw Man lops off her head, and it just pops back on while one of her goons dies in her place. She punches him in the face and it looks like it hurts like hell, even though his face is a chainsaw motor.

But the outcome is the same. Chainsaw Man can't hold out against her power. She quickly dominates him...

And she rips out his heart. Game over.

From here, Makima seems downright disappointed with this battle. She tells him that he isn't Chainsaw Man, or at least not the Chainsaw Man she admired, the one whose power she craved for herself.

I think this proves that Makima wasn't able to separate Denji from Pochita without it coming to this. She wants the Chainsaw Devil, unburdened from the humanity of Denji, but that isn't working, so she has to tear them apart physically. She wanted Denji to just give up, and maybe that's what he did during that part where he had four arms and couldn't talk. But Pochita managed to reawaken Denji's spirit, with a little help from Power, Kishibe, and Kobeni, so now Makima has to beat him up and rip out his heart.

She doesn't understand why Pochita would join with Denji, since he doesn't seem to "get" Chainsaw at all. It's just like how she doesn't understand the value in bad movies.

Makima doesn't understand, and she doesn't want to understand, so she severs Chainsaw Man's heart from his body and that's it. Makima wins. I guess the next two chapters show her reshaping the world with her newfound power. I'm kind of interested to see how that plays out.

[kirlias452]

Is it alright if you could write about Poly dark purveyors when their s/o is sick/dismembered?

THIS TOOK ME SO LONG AAAAAAA HOPE YOU LIKE ITTTT

Note: Reader is G/N and is a rock opera purveyor with their weapon being a violin scythe.

🎶 You were a rock opera purveyor (a representation of Swan’s resentment towards everything). You fought with the other purveyors and made it harder for Juliet to stop Swan’s plans. It was a tag team effort in both stalling her and trying to take her down.

🎶 After Defeating Lewis Legend, Juliet— now face-to-face with you was ready to stop Swan’s plan. On one hand— you didn’t want to hurt her too bad, but on the other, she killed your dear friends. Juliet had to suffer for that. You readied your violin weapon with Juliet prepared to take down the very last purveyor — You.

🎶 After dodging the swings of your scythe, Juliet saw an opening and struck your shoulder blade with her chainsaw. That male head on her hip shouted in surprise as your now detached arm launched at Juliet and began to scratch at her.

🎶 You gave her a twisted smile and you held onto your scythe with a hard grip. The detached head on Juliet’s hip made a comment about how she had to avoid the severed moving limb along with your scythe attacks. Juliet chimed in; saying how gross it was with how it moved.

🎶 You tried to get another strong swing at her but she quickly dodged it and went for your remaining shoulder blade, cutting it clean off and dropping your scythe.

🎶This in response made you scream in anger at the cheerleader, not only for the loss of your buddies, but also your arms.

🎶You yelled and cursed at her with all your might as your arms began attacking Juliet. You felt your arms grow back as you went and snatched your scythe up.

🎶You stated to the cheerleader that you would finish her off and complete the ritual to summon Killabilly. The smile you gave her was wide and bearing sharp teeth, as you got into your fighting stance.

🎶 Juliet had dodged your strongest scythe attack once more as she summersaulted in the air and pierced her chainsaw through your torso and moving it upwards. Your upper body was cut in halve.

🎶 You gave her a cold remark on how she had succeeded in completing the ritual, now that you had fulfilled your role in it. You fell to your knees as large amounts of blood pooled from below your opened wound. You let out a mocking giggle as Juliet ran towards you with a grimace and swung her weapon down hard on you.

🎶 You woke up back in Rotten World after Juliet had taken you out. It was infuriating how you have to see your darlings also get taken out by that girl with her talking head buddy.

🎶You looked to see Killabilly back on his throne, looking worse for wear. ‘The King of zombies… failed?’ You thought to yourself in disbelief as you looked around for you and your friend’s hideout. You haven’t noticed that your body was still in pieces thanks to Juliet.

🎶You huffed in annoyance and you manoeuvred one of your limbs near your severed head so you could rest on it.

🎶 After a few minutes of taking a nap, you felt someone pick your head up, this caused your eyes to shoot open as you looked at the person holding your severed head; it was Zed, one of your darlings.

🎶 He held you by the sides of your head and let out a slightly drawn-out ‘fuck me’ in a hushed tone as he inspected your other body parts. The others looked at your dismembered body in both shock and slight concern. Juliet gave you the worst out of the others.

🎶 “Dang babe,—“ Josey picked your left arm up, “That cheerleader girl messed you up real good.” He looked over the arm, seeing if it was damaged. Luckily it wasn’t, but still.

🎶 “Aye, y’ got closer than any of us to beating that bitch, that’s f’ sure!” Vikkie boasted with a small chuckle he grabbed your torso

🎶 “It’s not every day that some dude gets to be the last to summon the big guy, man.” Mariska pointed out as she pulled out a needle and thread.

🎶 Lewis had to put your body parts in the right places, giving you a slight glance before looking at Mariska. “Gotta hand it to ‘em; Sunshine over here put up a good fight.” Their compliments at least made you feel happy wile the zombie hippie stitched your limbs back together.

🎶 Once you got your body back together, you immediately thanked them for their effort and kindness. It’s not the first time you had to be stitched back together.

🎶 Vikkie went up to you and gave you a bear hug,

“My little ástvinur is all good now!” He let out a hearty laugh, giving you a kiss on the cheek for good measure.

🎶 Letting you go, you went to the others and gave them a warm smile and held you arms out to the others, lightly blushing.

“I’m so glad to have such lovers like you.”

🎶 Zed chuckled, rubbing the back of his head,

“C’mon bud, don’t get all soft on us now, you’re gonna make my heart start beating.”

🎶 You giggled at the punk zombies statement, giving him a light peck on the cheek.

[laugtherhyena]

Ok I'm finished with Dungeon meshi.

Wow, what a ride.

For a manga i had zero expectations on that i only really picked it up out of seeing people posting about it everywhere + seeing a silly ass cat girl in it this was an absolute treat, full of surprises too, when i was reading the last parts i was yelling OH MY GOD every 5 minutes or something because the puzzle pieces were coming together in my head and it was just joyous. Honestly, the final 20 or so chapters before they actually defeat the lion were SO HYPE, like i was speeding through them and going back and forth because i wanted to see why would happen next so badly but i also didn't wanna miss anything leading to it.

Great ending in general, which is not something i can say for a lot of stuff i read/watch/play, so that's awesome. I wouldn't say i like it more than Chainsaw man or Sakura ganbaru (the last two manga I've read prior to it) but i definitely like it way more than Beastars or Demon slayer.

I think my absolute favorite part of it was definitely the world building, not even hearing about the monsters themselves, more like how the politics of the world worked and especially how the dungeons function with their dungeon lords and the demons behind it all. I absolutely ADORED all that.

As for what i didn't like, i still think the start is really slow and kinda boring, i only really got into it after they killed the red dragon and that's like? 20 or 30 chapters in? It's definitely a manga like Demon slayer to me where watching the anime is way more enjoyable than reading the thing itself, since I've been watching the Dungeon meshi anime and it doesn't feel like it's taking as long to get through things as it did when i was reading it.

[jackie-gremlin-ghost]

Here’s a short oneshot involving my Thundermans Sona!

I was a bit inspired by @candyheartedchy to write this!

It’s nights like this that Jack really wishes she had stayed in her room.

It was Family Game Night at the Thundermans. And while she technically wasn’t family, Hank and Barb were kind enough to offer to let her join in on the fun. She graciously opted out, though, and decided to stand in as a referee.

A fat load of good that did, because things were getting… heated. Hank and Barb were stressing out, Nora was acting weird, and the twins were at each other’s throats.

All over a new car.

It hadn’t taken long for Jack to figure out that the house’s self-proclaimed “future supervillain”, and the actual supervillain that was his roommate, had rigged the family’s prize wheel to land on the most rare prize of all this time, and she was even less surprised when the two of them had planned to team up that night.

But things soon got complicated.

Much to everyone’s surprise, Max invited his girlfriend Allison to join in at the last minute. Turns out she’s a whiz at “Who Arted?”.

Jack couldn’t help but feel her heart go out for Colosso. The rabbit looked and sounded so upset, and she couldn’t blame him. If there wasn’t a civilian in the house, she would’ve immediately offered to partner up with him.

As Game Night continued, she swears that one could cut the tension in the air with a chainsaw. Allison was a talented artist, which quickly put her and Max in the lead. Billy and Nora on the other hand were a disaster. Nora would keep throwing out nonsensical guesses before Billy’s marker even touched the drawing pad. And Phoebe…

Phoebe was desperate.

Her frantic scribbles only confused little Chloe, who quickly became bored and headed up to her room, leaving Phoebe without a partner and all but disqualified from the game. But she wasn’t gonna let Max win.

“Please, Jack,” she pleaded. “You’re the only one here I can partner with!”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t,” Jack said. “I already agreed to be referee. And besides…” She then lowered her voice to a whisper so Allison wouldn’t hear. “The last thing we need is me getting stressed out, swarming the house with living shadows, and blowing mine and your family’s secrets!”

“…Good point,” Phoebe mused, then turned to glare at her brother. “Nice try, Max. I’m gonna find another partner. You’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault Chloe ditched you,” Max said, before turning to Allison with a sweet smile. “I’d never do that.”

“Hypocrite!” Jack exclaimed behind a round of coughs as Phoebe scoffed. “Sorry, I have a really dry throat all of a sudden. I’m gonna go get some water.” And with that, Jack excused herself to the kitchen.

As she grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, she could hear Phoebe’s voice protesting to her brother, but couldn’t make out what she was saying. When she came back into the living room, Phoebe was gone. A few minutes later, however, she came back with a smile.

“Where’d you run off to?” Jack asked.

“Just had to make a phone call,” Phoebe explained. “I found a new partner. He’ll be here soon.”

“Huh. That was fast.”

“Yep!”

————

About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

“Oh! I’ll get it,” Phoebe said as she headed towards the door. “That’s my new teammate.” She opened it, and in walked a man Jack hadn’t seen before. He looked to be around Hank’s age, if not a little younger. Maybe a relative of his she hadn’t met yet?

He was also on the taller side, maybe around six feet or so (if her mental comparison to her own height of a little over 5-foot-1 was correct). His height wasn’t the only thing that made him stand out, though. Aside from his grey hat and khaki pants, he wore a bright magenta suit jacket with a pink silk handkerchief in the front pocket, over a pastel pink plaid shirt, and a… monocle? A little fancy for a family get together, but she wasn’t one to judge.

His eyes felt familiar to her, though. They were a warm brown that she could have sworn shined with a bit of mischief, but still felt safe.

As she wracked her brain over where she’d seen eyes like that before, she took a drink from her water bottle. This turned out to be bad timing on her part, as it was then that the man spoke.

“Hello, family!” He greeted as he took off his hat, showing his salt-and-pepper hair.

That voice. She knew that voice.

The instant she heard it, Jack immediately spit out her water in shock… all over Hank. It took everything for the man in front of them not to laugh at the sight. He cleared his throat to regain his composure.

“Uncle Colosso’s here for Game Night!”

Jack wiped her mouth with an apologetic look and glanced around the room to see everyone else’s feelings on the matter. Hank and Barb were stunned, the fact that the former was now soaking wet not even seeming to register. Billy and Nora were just as surprised. Allison just looked confused.

And then there was Max.

Poor kid looked like he’d seen a ghost and had the consequences of his actions slap him in the face all at once. His expression only fell even more as Phoebe and the now human(?!) Colosso leaned down to him, both whispering smugly.

“You’re going down.”

Well, this just got interesting, Jack thought to herself, failing to hide her amused smile. It was nice knowing you, Max. As her eyes met those of her best friend, he shot her a wink and let out that familiar mischievous laugh.

It was moments like this where she was glad that she decided not to stay in her room.

[pridepurgatorium]

— It’s a horror movie!?!

@ombrotherlylove2023 , Levithan and Mammon

Day 3: Movie watching & hugs

Mention of Asmo having sex, very brief I would still consider it teen but if there is an issue I can easily change the line. I would like to note that I’m aware the story behind Mammon was traumatizing, as such consider this an AU where that didn’t happen, Levi did not make his brother watch a horror movie knowing what happened to him. The scene that triggers him is similar to his trauma and that's just because I'm uncreative.

Here, I made up for yesterday not being centered around Mammon. This one gave me the most trouble, I believe it was the 2nd to last one I wrote? You’ll see tomorrow’s work also features Levi and that’s because I originally wrote that for him… so…

Horror anime. Horror manga. Slasher gore-fests. You name it and there was probably something in Levi’s collection to suit your fancy. He’s read it all from the deceptively pink magical girl ones to Junji Ito himself; he thoroughly enjoys the genre (not all the time though, he has to be in the mood for it). 

One of his favorites, The Author Of My Favorite Book Asked For My Help To Write Her Next Hit But Anything I Write Turns Into Prophecies And So When I Plagiarized Chainsaw Man The Devils Started Attacking, recently got greenlight for a film that Levi patiently waited for (it’s been a decade! he deserves to complain!) and finally it’s here.

However,

This one is…

Scary. It’s terrifying. He can barely watch the anime with breaks in between so he’s sure he needs one of his brothers to watch it with him.

The question is who? Who will be his willing participant? Lucifer is a no. Satan might’ve said yes but aforementioned Lucifer has pissed him off bad recently and Levi would rather not deal with that. He can hear the fuckfest Asmo is having through the walls (why didn’t he cast a noise canceling spell???) and Beel and Belphie are for once, actually out of the house (Belphie is the surprising one), so that leaves him with one unfortunate brother.

Well Mammon would have to agree, after all how could you say no to Levi’s puppy eyes (and a couple thousand grim)? 

So just like that, it was movie night! Popcorn in hand, blankets grabbed, (one of his) DVD(s) popped in, and an already nervous Mammon on his couch, they were ready to go!

The movie started and for the most part Mammon was ok, maybe a shout here and there but other than that he was doing exceptionally well for his track record!… until he wasn’t…

There was a part in the movie where a ghost took control of one of the MC’s bodies and this shook Mammon to his core.

“Mammon? Are you ok?” Levi asked, starting to get genuinely worried when Mammon didn’t even yelp at that scene.

“I uhm- Yeah could we just take a break please?” Mammon asked after a little bit of working up the courage to ask.

Was it really scaring him that much? Levi was having conflicting feelings but of course he would pause it.

After a little while Mammon still didn’t look any better and that’s when it happened. In typical “just watched a horror movie” fashion, there was a loud noise from somewhere and Mammon screamed. 

Levi couldn’t think of anything better to do so he did the only thing he could think of and grabbed his headphones, put them on Mammon's head and hugged him as hard as he could, hoping to ground him like his older brother would often do for him. 

The noise was of course nothing, and they were some of the most powerful demons in the Devildom so logically, nothing could’ve harmed them.

But fear isn’t logical. 

But nobody is stronger than Mammon.

If anyone can work through his fears and better himself, it’s Mammon.

I keep changing my formatting I’m so sorry lmao. I’m not sure if I’m happy with this but it’s ok. Also I keep telling myself I like all horror but I cannot watch horror movies they scare me too much, I like psychological horror (spare reccs?) and I read some horror manga here and there but I don’t like it as much as I think I do lol.

[adhdvsautismbracket]

ADHD vs Autism Bracket: Summary (Round 1)

Round 1 has officially come to a close, with some outcomes that really surprised me!!

Despite sweeping so many polls before mine, Kris and Susie fucking DIED? Right off the bat. But maybe that just goes to show how iconic Phineas and Ferb are, there is truly nothing neurotypical going on in that show.

Another surprise to me was the Ink!Sans and Error!Sans VS Cuphead and Mugman matchup. Although the former received 20+ nominations and Cuphead less than 10, this ratio flipped the other way when it came to the actual polling!

Many of my personal blorbos have fallen in battle </3 Aja and Krel barely stood a chance, but having them has been a pleasure. I am once again recommending 3Below! I was also surprised by the number of polls in Side B that nearly got 50/50, but all the winning duos managed to scrape by even if it was just by 2-3%

Going forward, Side A and Side B polls will go live at the same time. Round 2 will probably begin on Friday (to give myself time to update the graphics) and will be posted around the same time of day as Round 1.

Under the cut is the updated bracket and the duos that will be going head-to-head in Round 2. The pinned post will also be updated with this information:

Side A

Matchup 1: BTW Creature & TBH Creature (The Internet) VS Wylan van Eck & Jesper Fahey (Six of Crows)

Matchup 2: Keith Kogane & Lance McClain (Voltron: Legendary Defender) VS Gomez Addams & Morticia Addams (The Addams Family)

Matchup 3: Aaron Mitchell & Katie Mitchell (The Mitchells vs. the Machines) VS Dewey Duck & Huey Duck (Ducktales)

Matchup 4: Gideon Nav & Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb) VS Jay Walker & Zane (Lego Ninjago)

Matchup 5: Luz Noceda & Hunter Noceda (The Owl House) VS Kyan Reki & Hasegawa Langa (SK8 The Infinity)

Matchup 6: Phineas Flynn & Ferb Fletcher (Phineas and Ferb) VS Luca Paguro & Alberto Scorfano (Luca)

Matchup 7: Tommy Coolatta & Benrey (Half-Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware) VS Zuko & Sokka (Avatar the Last Airbender)

Matchup 8: Ty Blackthorn & Kit Herondale (The Dark Artifices) VS Reigen Arataka & Kageyama "Mob" Shigeo (Mob Psycho 100)

Side B

Matchup 1: Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase (Heroes of Olympus) VS Mondo Owada & Kiyotaka Ishimaru (Danganronpa)

Matchup 2: Michelangelo Hamato & Donatello Hamato (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) VS Sonic the Hedgehog & Miles "Tails" Prower (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Matchup 3: Phoenix Wright & Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney) VS Sunny & Kel (Omori)

Matchup 4: Dipper Pines & Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls) VS Denji & Asa Mitaka (Chainsaw Man)

Matchup 5: Troy Barnes & Abed Nadir (Community) VS Craig Tucker & Tweek Tweak (South Park)

Matchup 6: Brett Hand & Raegan Ridley (Inside Job) VS Usui Nagi & Furesawa "Fret" Tosai (The World Ends With You)

Matchup 7: Sans & Papyrus (Undertale) VS Spock & James T. Kirk (Star Trek)

Matchup 8: Zim & Gir (Invader Zim) VS Cuphead & Mugman (Cuphead)

With some of these matchups, Round 2 promises to be even fiercer than Round 1!! I hope everyone will continue to have fun and enjoy the voting process.

[niishii]

haunted adventures with you—ft. haikyuu boys

summary; the boys go through a haunted house with you

warnings; just fluff

song; calling all the monsters -by thriii

*header images do not belong to me

author's note; happy fall!

"Heart thumps and you jump, coming down with goosebumps..."

"Shoyo...can we go through the haunted house?"

Asking Shoyo Hinata to go through a haunted house with you at the fall festival was a mistake. Of course, you were oblivious to the fact that he had been avoiding the haunted house all night. Between stuffing each other's faces with cotton candy and riding the same carnival rides countless times, you were unaware that a journey through the cheap haunted house was the last thing on Shoyo's mind.

"Sure, babe, let's check it out," he said, wanting to impress you. If there was anyone who would get scared, it was going to be you. At least that's what Hinata was banking on.

But, boy was he was wrong.

The moment you both stepped through the threshold and a man with a ski mask walked out with a chainsaw, the sound of your shrill-like scream was drowned out by a blood-curdling cry.

When he realized that he was the one screaming, Hinata looked at you and cleared his throat.

"What? He caught me off guard!" He said, waving his arms around as if to try and convince the entire haunted house that his scream was justified. You could only laugh and grab his hand before pulling him through the rest of the haunted maze.

The rest of the walk through the haunted house consisted of you and Hinata holding onto each other tightly as you both were in search of the exit.

Yeah, you both were never doing that again.

"You stayed in too late, to be getting afraid..."

"Hey, Toshi, can we check out the haunted house?"

Convincing Wakatoshi Ushijima to go in the haunted house with you took a lot more effort than you thought it would. It wasn't because he was scared (obviously) but it was more so because haunted houses weren't "his thing". In fact, the entire fall festival wasn't much of "his thing", but you managed to drag him on every single roller coaster and kiddie ride for the past three hours. And with every ride the two of you rode—even though he tried not to show it—you caught him smiling in enjoyment when he wasn't looking.

"I'll pass," he said, while juggling the giant teddy bear he won you from one of the carnival games; as well as two bundles of cotton candy. "I don't like haunted houses."

"Why? Are you scared?"

You both knew the answer to that question. If anything, the haunted house should've been scared of your boyfriend who stood over six feet tall and often wore a frown like his smile didn't exist.

Rolling his eyes, your gentle giant set aside the cotton candy and handed you your prize before taking you by the hand.

"Let's just get this over with. It's getting cold," he said.

You did your best to hide excitement as you gripped both the teddy bear and [insert first name's] hand. As you both walked past the creaky doors, a faceless man with long hair jumped out of the shadows, giving a guttural scream.

Just as you jumped and tucked yourself into your boyfriend's side out of surprise, you saw the haunted house actor fall to the ground. He was rubbing his head and peeling off his mask while muttering a bunch of expletives.

"Toshi!"

"Sorry," he said to you, seemingly embarrassed, though his expression made little difference to anyone but you. His lips were pursed, though his eyebrows were slightly raised as if he had seen a ghost. You and Ushijima took turns apologizing to the man.

The actor finally got to his feet, narrowing his eyes at both you and your boyfriend before he looked down at Ushijima's hand. "Whatever. Can I least have my chainsaw back?"

While holding in your laughter, you watched as your boyfriend handed the prop back to the actor who slid back into the shadows, muttering something about "not getting paid enough to do this". When he was gone, you hunched over and clutched your stomach as you laughed.

"I didn't know you were going to be this scared," You said once you were able to compose yourself. You clutched the large teddy bear in your arms and shook your head in amusement.

Rolling his eyes for the umpteenth time, he smiled slightly and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side. "I wasn't scared," he said, pressing a kiss to your brow. "I was just trying to protect you. You're welcome."

This time, it was your turn to roll your eyes. "Whatever, Toshi."

And you for the remainder of the evening, you both wandered through the haunted house —you clutching onto your boyfriend's arm so he wouldn't accidentally injure another actor.

"Tetsu, let's go to the haunted house!"

"This scene's extreme, I'mma get you so scared..."

This man was a little too eager when you asked him to go with you through the haunted house. If anything, you were starting to regret asking him about it after he plastered on an overly confident smirk that was riddled with nothing but mischief.

"Heck, yeah. Let's go!"

It was too late for you to turn back now as he dragged you towards the entrance. You were skeptical knowing the haunted house would only boost his ego. You gripped onto his hand as you both entered the house. The floorboards creaked as you inched forward.

"You know you can hold onto me if you get scared, [your name]," he said, wriggling his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes and shoved your boyfriend playfully, the action causing you let go of his hand.

"I'm not scared," You said, crossing your arms.

Amused by your overconfidence, Kuroo smirked. "Well, alright then. See you on the other side."

And like the childish boyfriend he was, he bet you to a race. The first one to get through the haunted house without so much as a scream was the winner. Of course you didn't have time to agree—or disagree—with this plan, because he was already walking down the hall.

You did your best to catch up, but he was already way ahead of you. You could hear his laugh echoing throughout the place as ghosts and skeletons popped out of nowhere.

After seconds of trying to find him, you ended up walking alone.

"Tetsu, this isn't funny. Wait for me," You said into the hallway that was lit with decorative skull lights. Crossing your arms you carried on, slightly annoyed that your boyfriend had left you to traverse through the haunted house alone.

The sudden cascade of creaking noises made you stiffen, but you did your best to ignore it. This was your first haunted house, and although it took a lot to scare you, that didn't mean you weren't at least jumpy from time to time. Stopping before another dark hallway, you looked around. Just as you looked over your shoulder, a set of arms grabbed you around the waist.

"Boo!"

You screamed as your boyfriend's laughter rang throughout the haunted house. It took you a moment to register that it was him, and when you finally did, you glared at him.

"That's not funny," You said, doing your best to hide your smile as you turned to face him.

"Yes, it is," he said, another laugh surfacing. "And since you screamed, you owe me a kiss."

Narrowing your eyes, you bit your tongue from protesting. As childish as he could be at times, you found it hard not to forgive him. Slowly, you rose on your tip toes and kissed his cheek. Before he could complain, you broke free as Kuroo, a pack of mummies, and ghouls chased you throughout the haunted house.

[jennilah]

man. i've watched the first saw but now i feel like i need to watch all of them

listen to me

thats how i felt

i watched the first one last year & i enjoyed it

ok let me ramble to you for a sec my sweet anon

and i knew there was some kind of Saw fandom but i didnt really understand the appeal. there were some ships i guess?

i kept the franchise in my back pocket for when i felt like i could stomach it, because while i was curious i wasnt sure if i could handle the gore

the way non-fans talk about it they make it sound like its just a nonstop gorefest. I would watch other horror franchises and work my way up. I just finished the Texas Chainsaw Massacres, and I thought those were pretty hard to stomach, so I didnt feel ready yet.

it was still intended to stay in my back pocket for a long time, but with the success of Saw X, i was seeing way more activity on that side of the slasher/horror fandom and my curiosity got the best of me.

first of all yes, the gore is an obvious aspect. but i feel like the films ramp up slowly enough so you kind of know whats coming. and honestly i looked away a lot, but I could still enjoy it no issue. by the later films they're much more silly than really disturbing. (I mean. they are disturbing. but in such an over-the-top way its nearly comedic)

second, the fans that ive seen defend the franchise were absolutely correct. There is a humor to it, but also a heart to it, and excitement to it. i had no IDEA the whole franchise was all ABOUT the twists and turns and surprises.

it is 100% like those early 2000's police procedurals & detective shows, which i enjoyed a fair amount as a kid. its a soap opera but with guts sometimes.

it gets 100%, wacky-town ABSURD plenty of times.

but i loved it.

and i see how the fandom loves and embraces the absurdity as well

[ajmargera]

anniversary Johnny Knoxville x reader

Authors note: Hi guys, first fic here I know its not the best but I'm trying to improve. please tell me how I did though. thanks for your time enjoy - Aj

swearing, fluff

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It was in not way abnormal to be awoken by loud noises in the early hours of the morning at castle bam. However something was different about it.

It was loud outside and you heard multiple people talking and laughing. You rolled over in your pit of a bed to look at the old clock on the bed side table. it read '08:43' Fucking bastards you mutter out pulling the doves over your head in a pathetic attempt to drown out what noise you could.

Today of all days. Today was the day of johhny and yours 3 year anniversary, but could you see him? course not. Ever since this show started you and johnny have no time for each other. The day after the finale of season one of viva la bam the MTV producers were on set. After you'd had finished filming they spoke to everyone about what they had planned for season 2 . They wanted you to return as a frequent character. You didn't agree straight away as you weren't keen on the idea of it. But after talking with Johnny ,and allot of begging by bam, You and johnny agreed youd stay in Westchester for filming and go back to la the second the series is over. You couldn't really complain about the job, you got decently payed and got to spend time with your family. But you couldn't see the one person who meant the most to you in the world for another good few weeks.

'yo dude why don't we-' was all you heard before Ryan began to whisper. * Bastard* you thought to myself . After some more childish giggles from the people outside, the noise if the chainsaw starting echoed throigh the house.. 'Dunn give it hear you dick' you heard a familiar voice from outside. * was that. no. PJ??* you quickly thought. You jumped out of bed and put one of your brothers hoodies on. You rushed down the stairs of castle bam nearly tripping over whatever hazards where lying everywhere.

You ran down the stairs to be met by Vito and your dad sat at the dinning room table eating breakfast. 'Why the fuck you rushing round for you Dick, its not even 9 and your awake!' Vito said. ' leave her alone Vito' phil jumped in. ' fuck you Vito its too early for your shit' you hissed at him making my way to the front door. ' if its too early why you up?' Vito asked buttering more of his toast. ' cos those dickheads outside' you said rolling my eyes. ' oh yeah your boyfriend out there' he said but your dad kicked him. ' shut up Vito, she wasn't supposed to know' 'IT IS PJ' you said walking quicker to the door. ' How was I supposed to know that it was a secret?' was the last thing you heard from Vito before you ran out the house'

' Dude I don't see this man in a year and then I wake up to him destroying my hummer' you heard your brother shout. You walk round from the side of the house to look up and see your brother shirtless in the window. ' johnny your girlfriends here' Ryan shouted. You turned to the direction his voice came from and too your surprise him and johnny were stood on bams ,now destroyed, hummer. ' PJ' you shouted running from my position. 'y/n' he said getting off the roof of the destroyed car as you quickly made your way over to him. You jumped into his embrace taking in everything and forgetting that there was a camera crew recording your every move. ' happy 3 years baby' he mutters into your hair. ' happy 3 years pj' you mumble into his chest earing a smirk from him. 'CUT'

'So first you wake me up by destroying my hummer, start a prank war, then just sit there fondling my sister in MY driveway!' Bam shouted at johnny. Dico, raab, Ryan and you were sat round the kitchen counter when your brother and johnny walked in. ' grow up bam, I wasn't fondling your sister I was wishing MY girlfriend a happy anniversary.' he said back putting his arm around you and kissing your head. ' its your guys anniversary?' Dico questioned. ' yeah 3 years' you groggily replied. ' don't care if it's your anniversary or not Knoxville you've pissed me off' bam said storming out of the room. ' better go make sure he doesn't do anything stupid' Ryan said putting his dishes in the sink. ' ry, he is the walking definition of stupid' you said getting a smack off of your best friend and a laugh out of the other boys. Ryan left to catch up to bam. ' Brat' you muttered into your coffee. ' going to tell him you said that' raab hummed. ' fuck you ' you replied ' fuck you to dickhead' Raab that's Johnny's job' dico replied with a smirk on his lips. The boys started pissing themseves and so did johnny. ' johnny shut up' you whined. ' make him' Dico replied. You look at him disgusted. ' you better fucking run' you shout and kicking your chair out of the way. Dico and raab ran to the back door but before you can go after them you feel a strong hand on your arm keeping you in place. ' and where do you think your going princess' Johnny says hugging you and placing a kiss on your head. ' to kill them bastards' you replied kissing him on the lips. ' leave them alone baby there only having fun' he replied deepening the hug. You leaned into him more to feel more of his body heat. ' aww is my baby tired?' He questioned but got no repliey. You where too tired to reply, feeling how heavy your eyelids where getting, you just nodded into his chest. 'C'mon then' he cooed into your ear picking you up by the legs and began to carry you bridal style up to your room.

' ignore bam, he's just being a dickhead cos he's moody. think he's on his period or something' you mumbled Johnny laughed. ' never do pay attention to him doll face' he replied still walking up the stairs.

By the time yous too got to your room, you were nearly asleep. He placed you down on your bed and tucked you in. ' Get some rest princess' he said turning his back to leave. ' Pj don't go' you whined. ' I wasn't I was just shutting the door' he shut the door and then took his shirt off showing his beautifully toned chest. You put your arms out as an indication for him to hurry up. When he's done messing about he climbs into bed and puts his arms around you. ' happy anniversary Pj' you say warming into his touch. ' Happy anniversary baby' he says and kisses your head.

^END^

wow that was fun, requests are open if you have any and please tell me how I did. have a good day :) - aj

[leiogerio]

Attending the convention was a much bigger event than I had anticipated. This is my first-ever convention. My friend Brian and I arrived at around 12:30 and immediately set out to find the maid cafe. I hadn’t eaten lunch yet, so that was our first mission.

We passed by the Pokemon car in front of the Reitz, admiring its design from a distance before heading on our way. As we wandered around, we saw dozens of cosplayers, each one more impressive than the last. Most of the cosplays were pretty popular anime characters, but I was surprised to see someone in a War Devil cosplay since Chainsaw Man part 2 only started serializing recently. It was a colorful, energetic atmosphere that got me excited for what was to come. Until I saw Genshin characters.

When we finally found the maid cafe, we were informed that we needed to get wristbands to enter. It was a little frustrating, not gonna lie. I thought the wrist bands were a bit arbitrary since they were free, but we quickly obtained them and got back in line. Unfortunately, the area was utterly sweltering, and we had to endure it for a little while until we were finally let into the ballroom.

Once inside, we were seated with some strangers and chatted a little bit. It was a welcome surprise, since I could get to know some other people. It was interesting to learn where everyone came from and what their interests were, but we ended up talking more about local pizza joints than actual anime (Piesanos pizza is goated). I was really disappointed to hear that the maid cafe had run out of food, and since I hadn't eaten lunch yet, I was still really hungry. When I first heard about the maid cafe, I thought they might serve omurice, but unfortunately, the cafe mainly served desserts. The only thing I had was lemonade, so I was running on pure liquids the whole time.

Despite the lack of food, the atmosphere in the maid cafe was lively, and the staff did their best to keep the energy high. At the end of the cafe, there was a dance performance to "King" by Kanaria, which is a banger song, by the way. I appreciated the effort the staff put into making the cafe a memorable experience.

After the maid cafe, we checked out the vendor area, which had a wide variety of products on display. There were anime figurines, plushies, clothing, and even an entire section dedicated to Star Wars lightsabers. Although I didn't find anything that caught my eye, it was fascinating to see the vast array of merchandise available. I mainly only prefer figurines of the more…cultured type.

The artist alley was where I was most excited to go, and it didn't disappoint. I enjoyed seeing the independent artists' work, each piece showing their unique style and creativity. Kawaii Satori (which is its own brand) had some fantastic pieces, and there were even two older ladies selling beautiful art that wasn't anime-related. It was interesting to see that there were also people selling scented candles, which was unexpected but fun. Seeing all of the artwork made me think about signing up for a stand next year to showcase some of my own art.

After the artist alley, we decided to grab some lunch and then head home. Overall, the convention was an incredible experience, and I had a great time seeing all of the unique and creative elements of anime culture. The event was much larger than I had anticipated, and I can't wait to attend again next year.

[yahargulian]

Tagged by @ji-woonhaksslut, thank you so much! ❤

Last song: Straight Jacket Fitting by Queens of the Stone Age. I'm still stuck here listening to their new album on repeat ahdgkajg it's just permanently rooted in my head

Currently watching: Riverdale season 7 every Thursday when it's out on Netflix, and Teen Wolf at least once a week! I've made it to season 4, about halfway through it

Currently reading: I've got a few chapters of Chainsaw Man and Jujutsu Kaisen to catch up on, and I'm also starting Trigun like. Imminently. Like, 'tomorrow on my lunch break' imminent. Very very very soon

Current obsessions: Resident Evil - especially RE4! To nobody's surprise ahgdjkhagdk I'm about to start RE6 very very soon tho! Excited for that! The Fontaine teasers that dropped today have also threatened to drag me straight back into Genshin hell, and I know I'll definitely be back there when that update comes out in just over a month

I'm tagging @xhangkyuns, @vetustamorla, @they-are-separate-things, @artistic-shell, @akianqel, and @cakebytheocean-syndrome if you guys want to do it!

[captainaikus]

Also I loved reading The Alchemist but I seriously need to get my own copy for a reread. Have you heard of No Longer Human by Dazai Osamu? It’s Japanese classic literature and I was very emotional by the end of it because at that point in my life I could really relate with so many things the author wrote abt. I need to reread it eventually with a new set of eyes and now that I’m in a much better place in life. I actually first got into it because of Bungo Steay Dogs LEAVE ME ALONE I FOUND SOME VERY GOOD BOOKS THROUGH THAT ANIME ASHKHFFGCC. I’m currently in the long process of making my way through H.P. Lovecrafts stories and I need to start Crime and Punishment at some point but we’re not ready for that level of commitment and annotating yet 💀. Do you annotate books? I only recently got into it and sometimes I hate it but other times I love it. Like I hate it when it starts to feel like another homework assignment but I love it when it helps me collect my thoughts and I can take my time to actually digest what I’m reading. So it’s a 50/50 experience. From my birthday book spree, I got the omnibus (joint) volumes 10-11-12 of One Piece (I’m collecting all the omnibus volume sets where it’s like 3 volumes in one manga cause collecting the box sets is really expensive and I’m a very impatient person sometimes lol), the omnibus volume 1-2 and 3-4 of Tokyo Revengers (when I found out that they had finally released physical English versions of the manga I walked into Barnes and Noble with the mission to get that volume first and foremost and I was so excited and surprised and happy that they had also released the second omnibus volume too so I got both at the same time rereading Tokyo Revengers from the beginning is so nostalgic and makes me cry so much but in a good way because at this point in the story everything’s still almost great and happy), I also got volume 2 of Blue Lock and ordered volumes 1 and 3 (I figured I might as well start collecting the manga now so I can start binge reading immediately after the first season ends). I also got actual book books too. One was a new buy (not from my tbr list) and it’s called Belladonna by Adalyn Grace (one of the store people recommended it to me last time I was there and it sounded fun and interesting so I got it, it’s also hardcover since it’s new, and oh man I haven’t purchased a hardcover in such a long time lol), Kingdom of the Wicked by Kerri Maniscalco (it’s was all over my fyp for a while but that’s not the reason I got it, I got it because a lot of my favorite booktokkers recommended it and it’s not mainstream, made that mistake with The Poppy War already, so I got it), and the paperback copy of The Hawthorne Legacy by Jennifer Lynn Barnes (idk why this book got so much hate but I liked the first one so we shall see). Oh and I’m also rereading PJO in honor of the show coming out soon. Do you like Percy Jackson? The trailer for the show was asvjgdffff amazing it was like seeing my childhood come to life I have high hopes for the show. And I’m also reading Chainsaw Man rn because I had gotten volumes 1-5 already before the anime started cause I heard it was great and I wanted to be ahead if the show you know but I finished volume 3 before life happened so I wanna start reading it again. Anyways how are you? Doing good I hope? Have you eaten and drank water today? *sends virtual hugs*

- ✨ anon

The moment I read 'no longer human by Dazai Osamu' I knew it had to be BSD 💀 and reading further I turned out to be right; I’ll have to give it a try though. With Japanese books, I have the memoirs of a geisha and another autobiography of a geisha and ikigai. Murakami’s works have been complimented a lot so I’m contemplating if I should read that or not… maybe once I’m done with this book.

I tried reading Brida and Valkyrie by Paulo coelho but I was too young and didn’t understand it 😮‍💨

I do annotate books! It’s kinda a necessity atp being a uni student; but otherwise I annotate books as well cause life lessons to use later amirite?

I have a bleach Omnibus, a black edition of death note but otherwise I read manga online cause it’s easier in a way but for book books, I prefer the physical copy when I use travel or something along with music playing. Music makes the experience of reading good and even when I’m working or writing something. Most of the recs I get are from friends and family or something I pick up when I’m out shopping for books. I’ve heard of Lovecraft’s books but I’ve never had the chance of reading them… I read mostly non fiction works but I do enjoy a good horror.

Funny thing, I started getting into Percy Jackson in eighth grade cause my peers were reading it but in five pages of lightening thief I just stopped reading for some reason? But. I managed to finish twilight in two days and proceeded to buy the entire collection. Then I sold it off cause I realized I was being cringe and it was a phase (I’m so embarrassed of even telling this story 😭) and then I read Harry Potter as well… managed to finish the goblet of fire and I had other books in the series as well like the order of the phoenix but I decided to give those away and finally found my place in mangas and anime and works of non fiction… the only fiction I read recently was Verity by colleen Hoover ; and that inspired me to write ruined Rome (which is currently on hold and will continue once I edit the new changes into it)

As for chainsawman , that manga provided me comfort in a way cause i had to travel at that time since a member of my family had passed away. And while I was at the funeral, I wasn’t in a good shape cause we were pretty close so I decided to read chainsawman and the story of Pochita and Denji gave me an odd sense of comfort I would say? Cause it’s like ‘I’ll always be a part of you.’

Switching onto the lighter side of things, people are going crazy over Makima and I’m just waiting for mappa to animate that part 😶‍🌫️

I’m doing good bb <3 worked out this morning, got through two bottles of water, had brekky and my roommate is planning to cut my hair this week and I’m also working on an art of me and Aiku (yes I am that obsessed, but hey selfship is the best ship) uni goes on; and I’m doing work in advance so that I can relax later (I’m so sleepy but caffeine isn’t good for my system as much so I stick to just milk), writing a lot more and studying as well. How about you? I hope you’re doing well and taking care of yourself?

*sending hugs*