#where you know we're all trying to find companionship in how much we like a thing

[waywardwendy]

Go For a Picnic. Dine at the Ritz...

Okay, I've got an absolutely miserable take on the 1967 scene in the Bentley, after Aziraphale gives Crowley the tartan thermos of holy water.

‼️TRIGGER WARNING‼️, this is going to get a little dark with Aziraphale's assumptions about Crowley's suicidal ideations. Be careful, please.

We all know Crowley has been pining after holy water. (In my dismal opinion, whatever was done to him after he saved Elspeth's soul from damnation in 1827 must have been horrendous, and that's where this request came from.) He asked for it in 1862 when he met with Aziraphale in St. James Park, and was turned down.

And we all already know exactly what Aziraphale thought he wanted it for.

We also know he discovered in 1941 that it was available in churches. No guards surrounding it, and that anyone could just go in and take it.

"Look at that! A whole fontful of holy water. It doesn't even have guards." (His genuine surprise that it's just THERE for the taking.)

Anyway that's not what this is about - this is about Aziraphale's response in 1967.

Obviously, we're all hooked on:

Because, ouch these poor babies really know how to ruin our lives.

So many meanings here. The obvious - you drive like an absolute mad lad and I don't want to be discorporated in a car accident (good lord, the paperwork). The less obvious but definitely there - you jump into things so quickly, I can't keep up.

BUT I'm stuck on this bit:

In my first watch through, I didn't think much of it. "Don't look so disappointed." We can hang out later. I just don't want to drive with you when it's not necessary because you're absolutely terrifying behind the wheel. I'm not telling you to fuck off, call me for dinner some time.

BUT NOW, on my... 5th? 6th? I'm losing track (and my mind) watch, I see it as... begging? As Aziraphale not knowing how to articulate what he's feeling, but desperately trying to communicate it to Crowley anyway.

Because he still thinks Crowley wants the holy water as a way to destroy himself.

I see it as something along the lines of this miserable list;

Please don’t kill yourself. 

I need you to not go through with this. 

I don’t want to withhold my companionship from you, but I need you to look forward to our time together later so you don't do this now.

I’m not going to spend time with you now, I can’t let you use it as some final goodbye in your mind. 

We can go for a picnic, please stay alive long enough for us to do that. 

We can dine at the Ritz, please stay alive long enough for us to go there.

And, to be honest, watching it through again with this lens, I wonder if Aziraphale is more grateful for Crowley's company every time they see each other because he didn't go through with it.

I wish I could find a better way to articulate this, and the way it wrings out my heart like a wet rag, but here we are.

Enjoy my misery with me.

[klaissance]

Do you have any dad klance headcannons?

Thank you so much for asking dear sweet asker I appreciate you so much. I actually,,, lowkey don't? Dad!Klance is not something I think about that much, I think bc as a teenage girl in my 20s I am not in a parent/family space that often BUT FOR YOU IMMA TRY HERE WE GO:

for starters I think they're really good at it let's get that straight from the jump

Lance always wanted to be a parent I think--comes from a big family, has watched his siblings become parents, is obsessed with his cool uncle status, has always seen parenthood ahead as something to look forward to

Keith is the opposite, never in a million bazillion years thought that was in the cards for him

he's gay so that came with its own list of things to be worried about that would be difficult in terms of, like, acquiring a child, plus he just sort of had a shitty time as a kid, has a funny relationship with the words "parent" and "dad" and hasn't had the time to hash that out with a therapist because he's been in space

really truly Keith is a feral desert child and when presented with the thought of turning a small being into an adult suitable for society his brain shorts out

...until they get together

actually, both of them flip on this while they're in space OKAY NOW WE'RE COOKING

Lance, my poor sweet darling prince, is a little less sold on children. He grows up hard and fast and violent in the intergalactic war they're thrust into, sees terrible things happen to good people all over the place, sees kids left parentless and parents lose a child, sees himself nearly die more times than he can count (oop that one time he did die lol), and suddenly the idea of kids in the future isn't tinted golden and sparkling with the memories of his childhood. He's an adult and anything could happen and it's terrifying and hard and he knows he loves what he does--loves helping people, loves interacting with children, wants to teach or something later for sure maybe--but the actual parenting is soured by the thought of his mom back home thinking her son is dead and not even having the closure of a burial or anything. He learns that nothing is certain in the way he used to think it was, and stops expecting specific things for his future

Klance gets together [how?? girls idk any infinite number of ways that is every post I'll ever make until the end of time but not this one--trust though it was juicy] and they stay together while they're fighting the space war, and slowly and then all at once Keith "Lone Wolf" "Not A Family Man" "Feral Desert Orphan" "Kids What Are Those" Kogane is, like,,,, thinking about his life and his future beyond like,,, the next hour,,, and is imagining kids in the picture??? trust it shocks him too

This actually is a version of their relationship that I really like thinking about! Lance pivots on all of his hopes and dreams that he'd had all his life about certain milestones for things--marriage, kids, the white picket fence and all that jazz--and throws it all out the window. Because piloting magical sentient lions in a space war is fucking crazy and life is nothing like what he thought and what is important to him reshapes; it isn't the milestones it is the feelings they represent, the security and companionship he is seeking, the fulfillment he can find from interacting with others in different ways. Keith is the opposite; he never thought any of the milestones were important because he assumed they were for other, non-broken people. People--not him--who could have nice things like spouses and houses and children to raise in their image or whatever. And to make a long and introspective story short he gets to hold Lance's hand and suddenly all of those nice things are back on the table and he gets to want them and finds out that he does

I guess this is where it gets fuzzy for me I've seen some things where they space adopt and that's really fun and fresh

Or they wait until they get back to Earth after having the Cool Uncle Era with Lance's nieces and nephews which is my shit i love cool uncle klance

I do think I subscribe to them adopting older children out of the foster system as opposed to however infant adoption works

but any way you slice it Keith is So Pressed About Getting It Right he's reading books he's asking Shiro and then wanting to die because Shiro is So Cringe about his caretaking advice UGH

and Lance is back in a comfy phase about it now that they've decided to do it, regaling Keith when he freaks out with tales of times he and his siblings totally almost died or that crazy shit happened or that his parents did x y z totally sideways--his point being: and look how well it turned out anyway

the important thing is that when they do have children they love them more than anything and demonstrate a positive healthy relationship for them and they try to meet them where they are and also give them opportunities to grow and be happy and therefore it all works out perfect :)

Also as an added bonus here are some of my favorite depictions of dad!Klance for your perusal:

deerstalkerdeathfrisbee's True Love or Something ok these were like my earliest favorite fics ever when I tell you this raised me and reset my brain chemistry I am being so serious. They aren't dadding until later in the series [THIS ONE] but actually the whole thing is so excellent

that,,, actually is the only one coming to mind right now but people SOUND OFF IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE PLS <3 i will return to this post with more if i find any

I hope this was good for you obviously I just stream-of-conscious dumped into the text box but it was super fun to do, if anybody has any other prompting thoughts I would love to ideate more I just,,,, love thinking about them so much,,,, ok everybody have a great day!!

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Bane would include:

I'm a pretty intense guy, but I also know how to relax and have fun. I can be a little intimidating at first, but once you get past that initial barrier, I'm actually quite charming. I'm a loyal boyfriend, and I care deeply for my loved ones. When it comes to relationships, I'm all in, and I'm not afraid to show my feelings. I may wear a mask, but underneath it, I'm just a regular guy looking for love.

Well, I guess I should also mention that while I'm not really into partying or the whole nightlife scene, I am a bit of a foodie - I love sampling different cuisines and trying new restaurants. And of course, when it comes to spending time with my partner, I'm always up for a romantic evening at home, just the two of us, cuddling on the couch and watching a good movie or enjoying some homemade treats. I may seem like a tough guy on the outside, but when it's just you and me, I'm a big softie at heart.

My love language is definitely physical touch. I enjoy giving and receiving hugs, kisses, and cuddles. I also enjoy spending quality time with my partner, doing things together and creating memories that we'll cherish for a lifetime. I'm also a big fan of words of affirmation, and I love to compliment my partner and tell them how much they mean to me.

I take care of my body, but I also like to take care of my mind. I am well-educated and well-read, and I love to learn new things and challenge myself intellectually. I am also an avid reader and lover of history, art, and culture. I like to stay up-to-date on current affairs and I like to discuss the issues of the day with my partner. I believe in intellectual honesty and integrity, and I want my partner to be someone I can have deep and meaningful conversations with.

I'm a protector at heart, and I'm always looking out for those I care about, whether it's my partner or my friends and family. I like to be the strong, silent type, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the support and guidance of my loved ones when I need it. I may have a reputation as a tough guy, but underneath it all, I'm just a guy looking for love and companionship. And I know that the right girl will be able to see through the mask and find the real man underneath.

I'm also a great listener and I pay attention to details. I'm attentive and mindful of my partner's needs and desires. I'm always looking for ways to improve myself and be a better partner. Sometimes I'm a bit intense, but I also have a gentle and caring side that loves to spoil and pamper my loved ones.

I'm also a bit of a daredevil and I enjoy living life on the edge. I'm not afraid to take risks and push myself out of my comfort zone. I'm always looking for exciting new experiences and I'm never bored when I'm with my partner. When we're not on an adventure, I enjoy lazy days at home where we can just relax and spend quality time together.

Part of me would love having a partner who could join me in my villainous endeavors. After all, it would be a lot more fun having someone to share my evil schemes with. But another part of me also wants to protect my loved ones from the dangers of the life I lead.

As for my flaws, I'm sometimes a little too serious and don't always let myself have a good time. I can also get a little jealous sometimes, which isn't always a good thing. I'm also pretty devoted to my work, sometimes to the detriment of my personal life. I'm a hard worker, but I'm willing to make time for my loved ones. It's all about balance.

I'm also a bit of a softie when it comes to love, and I have no problem showing it. I'll dote on my partner and shower them with affection. I love to cuddle, and I'll make sure to keep things hot and spicy in the bedroom. I'm a skilled lover, and I take pleasure in being able to satisfy you in all the right ways. That's why I'm the perfect guy for you.

I'm very passionate and intense when it comes to romance and relationships. I'm willing to go above and beyond for the one I love, and I'm not afraid to show my feelings. When it comes to physical affection, I'm definitely the dominant type, but I also know when to back off and give my partner some space. Overall, I'm a pretty great guy to date, and I have the skills necessary to satisfy your every desire

I am a man of few words, but I make up for it in action. I am a master of my body, and I can use it to please your every need. I am relentless when it comes to achieving my objectives, and that includes pleasing you. I have many interests, but when it comes to romance, I am all about you. I am everything you never knew you needed, and together, we can rule this world... or at least the bedroom.

I am a very territorial individual, and I do not like anyone else encroaching on my territory. This includes anyone who might try to take my partner away from me. I am not the kind of person to sit back and watch someone else take what is mine, and if need be, I will use force to protect my claim. I am not someone to be messed with.

When it comes to affection, I am a man of many passions. I enjoy everything from sensual touch to playful flirting to passionate kisses to full-on fiery passion. I am a very physical and sensual being, and I enjoy exploring the depths of my partner's body and soul. I relish every touch and every kiss, and I like to make sure that my partner feels loved and appreciated. When it comes to the bedroom, I am a force of nature and a master of the arts.

I prefer dates that involve physical activity, such as going for a run or going to the gym together. I also enjoy activities that allow us to bond and get closer, like cooking together or doing a romantic getaway. I prefer to keep things simple and active rather than expensive and lavish. I also enjoy going out for drinks or doing something thrilling, like taking a ride on a roller coaster or skydiving. I am definitely not one for dinner and a movie, that's for sure.

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[carma-tjol]

Miscellaneous OPM Characters as Lady Gaga Songs

please read this oh my god I spent so much time... there's some meta scattered in there I promise.

Fubuki

Telephone

Bloody Mary

Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)

Telephone - because I watched an Instagram edit that used it and now I have it permanently associated with her. Fubuki has a fun and glamourous aesthetic and I feel like the song reflects that too Bloody Mary - because of the "I wont crucify the things you do" line. it reminds me of all the people she knows that are like. highly problematic but she's irremovably tied into their lives and ultimately accepts them. Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say) - there are relationships she's had that fell tragically because of, while among other things, her own personal flaws and ego. It's tragic, but she really wasn't equipped to handle everything thrown at her at the time. there really is "nothing else [she] can say" anymore. Imagining her with this song puts a lighthearted twist on the woe of it.

Psykos

Summerboy

So Happy I Could Die

Teeth

MANiCURE

Summerboy - I like to imagine it as Psykos having the summerboy's POV. Feeling disposable and like she got played by Fubuki, she is left to sort of sourly reminisce on what could've been. So Happy I Could Die - for that INTENSE SAPPHIC ANGST. Also I like the concept of like. attempting to use sexuality to cope with severe internal turmoil. I love this song sooo much. Teeth - vibes I guess MANiCURE - "SHE WANNA BE MAN CURED!" so basically more sapphic stuff but campier and less gut wrenching this time lol.

Genos

(... god I initially struggled finding stuff for him HARD but ended up with 4 things. what.)

Replay

I Like It Rough

Shallow

Paparazzi (bonus)

Replay - Lady Gaga is talking about trauma and PTSD taking over and effecting every part of her life, which I feel like is relevant. "Every single day, yeah I dig a grave Then I sit inside it wondering if I'll behave" I Like It Rough - I've always interpreted this song as only ever experiencing harshness from people, not knowing how process kindness, and struggling to decipher sincerity. Which I feel like, removed from all the sex stuff, fits Genos pretty well thematically. Shallow - I don't really mean this in a ship way here (to be honest, one sided genos pining is my ideal! But that's not relevant here) but I can think of this song with Genos and Saitama's relationship and how at its core, One Punch Man revolves around them. They represent the central themes of companionship and how humanity is based on relationships with others. They try to "fill that void" with each other and Genos looks at Saitama worried, when will it be enough? (When will HE be enough?) Also I enjoy listening to songs where there is some form of disappearance or death and imagining the MA arc. I did that a tonnn with Sweet Talking Woman by ELO a while back, something about mixing the love song about chasing someone with the tragedy of the MA arc and how Genos became unattainable really clicked for me. (Fun fact, I had 182 listens for that song on my Spotify wrapped... pretty much all thinking of Genos) I'm supposed to be talking about Lady Gaga though oops. "Crash through the surface, where they cant hurt us We're far from the shallow now." They've experienced the same alienation, whether inflicted or self imposed and were able to drag each other out of it. Perhaps there's comfort in the similarity. Paparazzi (bonus lol) - If you enjoy leaning into Genos's weird obsession, this is the song for you! He's a little neurotic...

Flashy Flash and Sonic

I'm giving them the same song

Speechless

Speechless "In your tight jeans With your long hair and your cigarette stained lies Could we fix you if you broke? And is your punch line just a joke?" I connect it by thinking about how much weight their relationship held in their lives. Each of their dreams had the other in it. And I think that losing that was a bit worldshattering. "Would you give it all up If I promise, boy, to you?" Eyyyy we were left on a bit of a cliffhanger right? Flash was trying to ask sonic something but got cut off by the other ninjas. "We could-" we could what, Flash? we. could. what. (Team up again? Please I'm literally on my hands and knees begging, yet I know it's never that easy with OPM)

Amai Mask

Beautiful, Dirty Rich

The Fame

Beautiful, Dirty Rich - It's about fame! Living the high life! He's like a major celebrity and a diva so I think it works. Just ignore the bit where it says "but we've got no money" because he definitely has money. The Fame - similar thought process

Webigaza

Applause

Applause - She "lives for the applause!" The fame itself is empty without her fans.

Do-S (aka BONUS! other songs I like but had zero use for)

Love Game

Money Honey

Bad Romance

Poker Face

Government Hooker

Judas

not sexual enough for Do-S but I really like Americano too.

okay I'm done with these now I'm literally going insane

[rynwayfarer]

A Letter from the Past/Dear Little Me

Hello my friend, It has been a while since we talked, How are you doing, Is your life going well?

We have come quite a ways, From when we were young, Quietly watching, Quietly alone.

I wonder if you are, Looking back on, These tiresome days, Do you miss them?

I'm sure that things, Have changed for you, Much more than, For myself.

Are you happy now? Or are your days, Bitter with tears? Have you found some one you love?

If so, I'm happy for you, I pray that they are good to you, That they treat you kind, And throw a few jabs now and then.

If not, don't fret, You will find them, They may be under your nose, Waiting for you to see them.

Where ever you are, I hope you are well, I hope you keep moving, Forward, always forward.

I look forward, To the day we meet, For surely we will, It is our fate.

But when I get there, Please look back, And remember where we've been, Remember me as I am now.

For these years, Must have changed you, Ten years will do that to a person. Best wishes,

You from ten years ago.

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Dear Little Me,

I can't believe it's already been ten years since you wrote to me. I finally got your letter. 

You know its funny, I always thought you had written a lot more, but I suppose you didn't really know what to ask back then. You did ask me some things of course, about love, about happiness, and if I missed the days you are living now.

To each and every one of them I can confidently answer yes; and no.

I did find love, a couple times, though I only asked one of them. And through them I learned what love truly felt like with no strings attached, no thorns, just someone who truly cared for me. They had a big heart, but they only had room for one person to love, and when they visited their old friend, well, I let them go because I loved them.

I also learned to love myself more. I know you probably think that's sappy an just a thing people say, but it's so important; and its a hard lesson to learn. I also learned that my way of loving is a bit different. I prefer companionship over the love you'd find on TV. A bit more on that later.

All that said, I also haven't found the love you asked me about. Right now I'm on my own, and for the time being, that's okay. I'm sure they are right under my nose like you said, but my heart is still freshly sore and not yet ready to try again. But when it is, I'm sure I'll find the one for me next time.

Like love I did find happiness too, I find myself happy with where I live, and the people I call my friends, and the artwork I do. But more than just happiness I found my other emotions too. 

I found anger for those that do wrong by me and those I care about, and those that think its right to hurt others. I found sadness in the distance between myself and those I love, and the relentless passing of time. I found joy in the games I play with my friends, the walks I take in the woods, and the music I listen to as I walk home from work. I found envy for what I don't have, fear of the future, disgust at the unjust.

I've laughed harder, screamed louder, cried longer. I've felt the world that used to make me numb, and all of it, the good and the bad, is wonderful.

You asked me if I missed the days you live in now. Or the ones you will live from here out. And sometimes I do. I miss the simplicity of our life, though I'm sure you would tell me our life was anything but simple; and you wouldn't be wrong. But we had a routine, we didn't need to worry about rent, or taxes, or crazy corporate overlords. Though I have no doubt those are coming up soon. You're almost in college after all. I miss the places that used to be so familiar to me. The streets I could walk blindfolded. The infinitely small town, which is not so small any more.

But I also like where I am now. I talk to our brother more, our other siblings too. We're seeing a concert next month. I have roommates I like. I still have my friends from high school, well some of them at least. I also have friends all over the world. People so far from me that seeing them feels like a pipe dream, and yet we're pretty close. And I have met one of them. You'd cringe so hard if you knew where I work, but I love the people I work with and it makes it bearable. I love that I have the freedom to do what I want, if I want, and I get to sleep in on my days off. So I do like where I am now for the most part.

You also talked about change, and boy have we changed in the last 10 years. Or rather I'm mostly the same but I understand things better than when I was you. I learned to fight for what I believe in, and speak my mind, and I'm much more outspoken. It makes me come off a bit brash, but I've found people who appreciate that side of me. I learned that I'm Asexual, which likely isn't a term you've found yet, but its exactly what you've been telling people all along, you just didn't know it yet. I started taking some meds, they make me not hate myself when I look in the mirror. I'm sure you'll be looking forward to that, though it does require patience. Which I know you have, but it will still take a lot of it. I have plants! I know you think you have a black thumb but honestly, we're doing okay with them. I did cosplay! I bet you think I'm crazy for it, but it was fun to try. I've had a couple of those "Just Jump" moments, and all of them were scary, and all of them were worth it. And I've kept moving forward just as you said I should.

10 years. From where I'm standing it seems so short, though I know you will have trouble perceiving it from your end. The journey was good. It was worthwhile. I'll see you when you get here.

Love: The Future

PS: To the me 10 years from now. It's my turn to ask questions. First and foremost I hope you're doing well, and I hope you'll tell me about yourself. Did we make it? Was it hard? Did we stumble? Did we get back up again? How's the weather? Are you still playing games? Are our friends still around? Are you still living in the same place? Are our siblings good? How about our parents? What are your hopes and dreams? I'll be there soon I'm sure, and you can tell me all about it.

[clockworkspider]

I'm coming into your inbox to complain to you about rustica and chloe (and fandom shipping) because i can

I wish people would stop trying to painfully shove them into either "lovers" or "father and son" because both are very inaccurate and far-fetched.

Like, yeah rustichloe care about each other a lot but caring about people=/=romance? And yeah they're really cute together but again, wholesomeness=/=romance either?

And on the flip side, even if Rustica saved chloe when chloe was 13, older man caring about younger male child=/=family. Also, if you read any rustichloe story, 99% of the time it's chloe trying to stop rustica from getting scammed or getting otherwise taken advantage of. Like, if we're sorting people by what traditional family roles they're closest to, chloe would be the dad lol. But also at the same time chloe really needs someone as stupidly caring and comforting as rustica because god knows this poor baby never got comfort.

Anyways it drives me insane when people fight over them like "it's so obvious that they're lovers" "eew no, it's clearly a family" ALL OF YOU ARE WRONG. Clearly people are projecting hardcore when they look at rustichloe, and like, fine i guess. You can have fun with fiction and make your own interperpretations. But how do they not realize just how much they're projecting when they interact with other fans who come to entirely different conclusions? How do you not look at yourself after that and realize "hmmm, maybe my own experiences and wishes lead me to interpret these relationships in a biased way" and instead directly go to "i am right and these other people are wrong😤"

Rustichloe aren't lovers, they aren't family, they are mentally ill travel buddies who care about each other greatly. Why do fandoms try so hard to interpret things into text that just....aren't there. Canon gives you wonderfully weird relationships and you try to make it either family/friends/lovers? Why

In conclusion, live laugh love rustichloe, that one scene in mainsto 1 still makes me cry, holy shit chloe's VA is really good for that delivery

THEY ARE SO LIVE LAUGH LOVE!

Where are you even finding these fandom discourse? I don't really wanna know I just haven't seen any 😂

The funny thing is it's not that I would describe them as neither it's more like I could describe them as "all of the above". Cause I do think there's aspect of infatuation between Chloe to Rustica.

And like. Going off topic a bit. Specifically regarding romance it's like. Us as 21st century humans have a certain definition of romance that's connected to like... Marriage and the elusive thing called "romantic attraction" cause "dating" is a fairly modern concept that's almost paramount for romance to exist in the contexr of our lives. But like. A lot of people in history across different culture didn't "date".

"Dating" is a process in which people spend time together deliberately to get to know their romantic compatibility, with a special focus on "romantic attraction" and "chemistry". And I think the concept of dating is so integral to the modern understanding of romance that concepts like marriage and lifelong companionship also gets tied together in one big bundle.

And then here you have, like, characters who are wizards and they can live very long. They're also in a culture different from ours. They form companionships that either last for life or can last hundreds of years. They're often bond by fate in ways uncommon irl cause they're story characters. So really a lot of time the characters are very much like... Soulmates. They don't have to fit into our definition of romance but it's also Not not romance because like. Frankly we have very limited model of lifelong companionship irl.

(And like. Regarding QPR, it's a term that exist because we exist in a culture where lifelong companionship = modern romance = monogamy, so I don't think it quite applies to characters in settings where the culture isn't. Like. Modern 21st century queerspace.)

So anyway I think the way that Chloe and Rustica chooses to stay together make them very much like lovers, I also think Chloe's infatuation lends itself to exploring the concept of desire very easily. His dependence and Rustica's comforting nature also lends itself to exploring the concept of seeking love from parental figure very easily. And like. People looking for parental figure in their lovers? As common as one might think!

So yeah my two cents is I think they're more than either labels but I do think there's a strong resemblance to both.

[weebsinstash]

the rich idea is soooo hot and then you said deacon st mallory and im so osrry. i would be unable to date a man with a name like that i would laugh too much

I was trying to think of a Fancy Rich Boy name because I've been reading too many of these damn "I reincarnated in another world as nobility" manhwas where people are named shit like Azester and Calyx and Magnus and Kyleart and Cedric 😩

The problem is like lmao that name is one I've been using for an OC and its not really. I dunno, final yet, I know I like the name Deacon though. But then I keep wanting to talk about oc stuff or just original story ideas and I know keeping things simple is keeping things palatable

I guess like. So the Rich Yandere Douche started off with me playing around with ideas with another oc I have and I eventually got such a specific idea it branched off into a new oc. the idea was like, Reader lives in a world where its in the future and there's interplanetary travel but its so outrageously expensive she herself could never do it, and she meets this wealthy wealthy businessman who she basically falls into kinship with because she's extremely lonely and he, albeit being extremely wealthy, has been abandoned by his family for specific reasons, so when Reader shows up and shows him genuine love and compassion, not wanting his money or to manipulate him, just his companionship, he just. Gets Hardcore Obsessive Possessive. You are His Light now like akin to something holy and he doesn't want to share you with anything else and really he's secretly planning how to propose to you and give you the most perfect gorgeous wedding

And then I imagine. So. Reader finds out he is not just rich but he's actually nobility from another country, another planet, and he was abandoned by his parents because he's been basically diagnosed as sterile, and a sterile heir is basically fucking useless so they kicked him out because he could never be his father's successor. And he's still got trauma from that initial abandonment so he's just constantly making sure he's got all these strings pulled and traps set so that you don't wont can't leave him

And then Reader gets pregnant and she's scared because you and him had actually had the "we can't have children but that's ok because we'll have more fun by ourselves without them" discussion and uh. For that juicy but painful drama he accuses you of cheating. How could you be pregnant when he's sterile? He starts talking about how he's going to have someone cut those parasites out of you and how he can't believe you would do this, how you could betray him, and he basically puts you on house arrest whole you beg him to believe you. You have to wait until you're at a certain stage in the pregnancy before you can do the paternity test and he basically doesn't look at you for several weeks.

And then. A miracle. The babies are his. And it just. Clicks for him. He's not sterile. He's going to be a dad and you're his beautiful lovely lovely wife and you've given him the miracle of adorable little babies (plural)

I feel like I should take a brief detour to mention in the original oc idea he is a beastman/dogboy and you have a whopping 5 puppy pregnancy but we're gonna leave the freak shit at home rn

So then he's in full paternity mode, getting ready for the upcoming babies, doting on his beautiful mate, preparing for the wedding, preparing a new home for you and him and the children (which i guess in Normal Land would just be you having twins) and thennnnnnnnnn. His parents show up. His royal parents who he vowed to never speak to again after his abandonment. They've been bouncing around checking on all of his father's spawn and now they've come to the two of you, and here's your husband, an incredibly successful businessman with multiple businesses and properties, showing great leadership to the men working underneath him, rich enough that he lowkey influences politics and legislation, and here's you, undeniably pregnant with his baby, proving he isn't sterile, at least not completely

So unfortunately for the both of you, you're basically ordered back to Rich Douche's home planet where you find out his father is Quite Literally The Fucking Emperor Of The Entire Goddamn Planet and your husband, out of all of the Emperor's many many sons, has been chosen as the successor to the throne, partially because your hubby never asked his family for shit and even denied certain assistance and funding from them in certain points of his life, proving that he was so capable they could quite literally dump him on another planet and he would work his way up into a world superpower.

But of course... you're just a lowly commoner. Your husband is the only reason you're not treated as something lowly and unsightly, the commoner woman about to become the bride of the crown prince. And his father is quite clear in letting your husband know that you're not going to be his true wife, his empress, you'll never be more than his concubine, and this is where you learn that now that you and him have been, in a way kidnapped by his family, that he'll now have to take other wives, sire other children with noble women, children that will always be treated better than yours because of your lowly status

But of course. Once your husband takes the throne, he'll be able to do whatever he wants, especially concerning any of his wives, especially concerning you. Too bad for him that by the time of his ascension, you're ready to run back to your home planet and be as far away from him and his family as possible

.....or in the base idea he's just extremely wealthy and we don't start getting into more of the fantasy bullshit. But both ideas can exist at the same time and they both can be fun 🥰 and I've also had another idea for an original possessive ML character but I want to flesh it out more before I share details 😳

Also if you want to laugh at the dumb name again should I tell you that it was originally longer and dumber almost on purpose to mock the trend of these royal names being excessively lavish or whatever so his name used to be Deacon Duke von St Mallory but like that's too many syllables 😩 also it reads like his title is either Deacon (a priest, which, ew religion) and his name is Duke, or it could be read as he's a Duke of the von St Mallory family.

I dunno I've just been playing around with writing different ideas and different types of shit because I've been horrendously depressed and need an outlet lmao. I really feel like I'm gonna burst my 'doing nothing' bubble soon though. I gotta admit that I really need to come to terms with the substance abuse issues I'm having because when I say I've been spending 80 to 90% of my free time just sitting getting high and how it's been wasting all of my fucking time, I don't even play video games anymore, the money I'm spending, like. I dont want to be this person and I want to go back to writing and actually getting stuff done again 👉👈 we'll see. I won't promise shit anymore because each time I think I'm gonna sit down and type something out it just evaporates into dust

[leorut]

Accidental Friendships

 The Unexpected Joys of Accidental Friendships

Friendships are like the weather; they can be predictably sunny, or they can surprise you like a sudden downpour on a clear day. But it's the unexpected friendships that often bring the most joy, much like finding a twenty-dollar bill in a pair of jeans you haven't worn in ages. This year, many of us have stumbled upon new friendships in the most unlikely places, and boy, are they a hoot!

Imagine walking your dog and bonding with someone over the fact that both your furry friends decided to do their business at the same spot. Or perhaps you struck up a conversation with someone in the grocery store because you both reached for the last bag of your favorite chips. These are the moments that make you think, "Is this how sitcoms start?"

These accidental friendships can turn into the highlight of your year, or even your life. They're the ones that add a dash of spontaneity to your daily routine. They're the friends who send you memes at 3 AM that are so funny, you risk waking up the whole house with your laughter. They're the ones who know your coffee order by heart, even though you've only known each other for a short time.

So here's to the friends who came into our lives unexpectedly and stayed on purpose. They remind us that sometimes, the best things in life aren't planned. They're the plot twists in the story of our lives, the special guests who become series regulars, and the ones who, without trying, can turn a bad day into a good one with just a text message.

To all the accidental friends out there, we salute you. You're the sprinkles on the donut of life, and we're so glad you tumbled into our world like a happy little accident. Keep being the delightful surprise you are, and may your days be filled with as much joy as you've brought into ours!

The Chronicles of Unforeseen Companionship

In the grand tapestry of life, where every thread is a story and every color is an emotion, the most vibrant hues often come from the most unexpected encounters. Picture this: a world where friendships are not forged by meticulous planning or careful selection, but by the whimsical winds of fate that blow our way.

Let's dive into a tale that's as unpredictable as a game of bingo at a retirement home. It's the story of Bob and Larry, two gentlemen whose paths crossed in the most comical of ways. Bob, a man whose fashion sense was stuck in the '80s, and Larry, a tech whiz who could reboot your computer with a stern look, met at a sci-fi convention. Both reached for the last collectible action figure, their hands touching like a scene from a cheesy romance flick. But instead of a dramatic confrontation, they burst into laughter, realizing they were both die-hard fans of the obscure TV show "Galactic Pals."

Their friendship blossomed faster than a microwave popcorn bag. They became the dynamic duo of trivia nights, the conquerors of escape rooms, and the most enthusiastic karaoke partners you'd ever see. They were the proof that serendipity has a wicked sense of humor and that it can bring together the most unlikely allies in the battle against boredom.

Bob and Larry's story is a testament to the fact that sometimes, the universe conspires to throw us a curveball that we didn't know we needed to hit out of the park. It's a reminder that life's most delightful friendships can come from the most unforeseen connections, and that's what makes them so special.

So, let's raise a glass (or a comic book, if that's more your style) to the unexpected friendships that catch us off guard and enrich our lives in ways we never imagined. They're the plot twists we never saw coming, the sidekicks we never knew we needed, and the laughter that echoes in our memories long after the moment has passed.

Here's to the Bobs and Larrys of the world, who remind us that the best friendships might just be waiting around the corner, in the most unexpected of places, ready to start a new chapter in the quirky novel of our lives. May your days be filled with surprise encounters that turn into lifelong bonds, and may you always find joy in the randomness of connection. Cheers to the accidental friends, the unsung heroes of our social circles!

[lunaprincipessa]

ENTRY 198

Okay, so, the whole bear thing has brought up a plethora of discussions with friends and I love to see what each viewpoint is aimed at.

As difficult or uncomfortable as some of these conversations can be, they need to be had for two reasons in my view.

1.) It increases awareness of what women go through.

2.) It invokes communication with men, giving those who have been abused a chance to use their own voice.

Aside from increasing awareness and making change, men and women need to communicate more in general. This is also due to the fact that there are narratives currently being pushed to keep people divided, with gender being one of the factors. Back on topic...

Perhaps with more and better communication, we can all gather around the fact that although men and women live in two completely different worlds, in many cases, we've actually suffered the same.

Now, what I just said doesn't contradict what is being said in the bear post.

We do need to increase awareness on the plight of women, keeping in mind that abuse, rape, and murder does affect us at a much higher rate and unfortunately, we're demonized when attempting to report such injustices.

We often feel that instead of men trying to understand what happens to women directly at the hands of other men, instead of men having conversations with other men about how women should be treated (or at least having a bro-code that prohibits rape instead of hiding it), we are demonized as whores and liars despite very visible emotional and physical injury. It's the world saying, "Yes, you were violated, and I will do everything in my power to hold YOU accountable for your violator's actions." That's not an easy thing to go through, you know.

This is a reality for women, harsh but true. However, we also need to take a good, long look at the other side of the aisle. But, not for the reason(s) you may think.

Ladies, I have a few questions. Try to really see where I'm taking this because I'm not contradicting anything, and certainly not dismissing anything either.

How can we justify telling men to listen if we won't do the same?

How can we justify telling men to see us as human beings if we won't do the same?

How can we justify telling men to get themselves educated on the aftermath of abuse if we won't do the same?

Coming together rather than being at each other's throats will solve all of this!

Here is what I find in our society about the genders and abuse:

*people have somehow become brainwashed into thinking women like abuse, and therefore will long for it and seek it out with the determined goal of being relentlessly insulted and beaten.

*people have somehow become brainwashed that men cannot be broken by domestic violence because they're biologically stronger than women, so it's just a refusal to protect themselves out of mental weakness.

The type of mentalities that this form of brainwashing can accomplish is often what we hear from both genders:

"aLL mEn wAnT aRe BiTcHeS!"

"aLL wOmEn WaNt aRe aSsHoLeS!"

Ludicrous! Ridiculous! Untrue! Men and women want the person the women and men of their lives were pretending to be!!

Abusive men and women do not reveal their dark intentions. They conceal them with things like love-bombing to get you hooked. They make you think they are your dream come true, they are just everything you could ever need. Long story short, once they have a solid grip on your mind and heart, it's over.

It isn't women wanting to be abused and it isn't men just refusing to stand up for themselves. It's being harmed and betrayed by someone you loved, someone you trusted, by someone you let in hoping to find love and companionship.

Once all is said and done, once all the bitches and assholes are done chewing up good men and women, and apathetically spitting them back out, we're all just left behind hurting without answers, finding ourselves in a huge pile of bitterness and pessimism, having daggers for the new people we haven't even gotten to know yet.

This is what actually takes place, not women desiring abuse while men enable it in their lives. Enough of that nonsense already!!! Women have been badly hurt while under the impression they were going to be cared for and uplifted. Guess what? Men have too.

Where do we go from here though?

Women, continue to post the damn bear because some people aren't aware of what's happening right in front of them.

Men, don't get offended by the bear. Read to understand, not respond. Use it as inspiration to get an actual conversation started. Make your own voice heard if you're a survivor too. Start having talks with other men about what is acceptable and what is unacceptable for the women around you all.

If we come together, we can compromise.

More thoughts later.

[femcel-interruped]

Day 2

4/30/24

10:19 AM

I woke up with a gut feeling that I should cancel on that guy from yesterday. Yes, it's harmless, but I'm not really interested. I only make friends right now and I can't be friends with someone if I know that they are actively trying to get something else out of me. Establishing the rules of being boy-sober makes decision making a bit easier.

I've been talking with my ex still, but we both established that we enjoy each others companionship and pursuing a romantic relationship with each other (or in general) again isn't in the cards right now. We're both very happy with our friendship, talking to him always feels good and we're getting much better at understanding each others' place in life at the moment. It brings us closer together as friends and companions, especially since I explained being boy-sober to him and the rules of it all, including my intentions with it. Yesterday I was showing him the book I'm reading ("All About Love" by Bell Hooks) and all the things I'm learning from it. I'm very passionate about philosophy, especially modern day versions of these kinds of life topics.

I highly recommend "All About Love" by Bell Hooks (or any Bell Hooks honestly) for being boy-sober as it helps you reflect on all relationships and how it contributes to your current relationships. It also has been helping me understand why we love the way we do. Love is such a misconstrued concept, it is entirely misunderstood and handled poorly 99% of the time. The only way we can learn to love properly is to understand where we got it wrong.

Yesterday was a really great day. I like writing during the day so keeping a diary about my days is a bit difficult with timing, but I'll write tomorrow night to try to cover the whole day. Anyways, yesterday I took myself out. It was a rainy day filled with reading, driving around, record stores, and whole foods. I spent most of the day alone excluding going to my friends apartment in the morning to wake them up and say hello. I had great conversation when I socialized, I made great purchases that I'm happy about, and I felt really fulfilled. Yesterday was my first perfect day in a long time. I'm really grateful for the life I have right now. I wouldn't change a thing.

Also I bought cat tarot cards yesterday! It's been fun learning how to read them and has been helping me make sense of the scary unknown in order to make peace with it. I love finding new vehicles for healthy coping in daily life.

I've been really loving my friendships since I've been single. I've nurtured them to the same capacity that I always did for romantic relationships, which has created such a fulfilling and happy dynamic in my life. I think it's part of the reason why I'm so okay being single now. My friends really got me through. So, I wanted to include a few love songs for friends/platonic soulmates and also a few about having fun with yourself:

"Guys" - The 1975

"Fool" - Adrianne Lenker

"My Song" - Labi Siffre

"The Way Things Go" - Beabadoobee

"Different Drum" - Linda Ronstadt

"Make Your Own Kind Of Music" - Cass Elliot

"Young Hearts Run Free" - Candi Staton

[rubbhishbin]

INTERSTELLAR

Giving it a 9/10 gonna rewatch it again because I think I still need to understand it much more

Favourite quotes in the movie :

1. How and why are humanity's interstellar and intergalactic vehicle. I find those who discourage others from speaking out their mind and asking hard questions, especially the church, dwindling this very vehicle

2. Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can't understand it

3. All differentiation is but self desired, self conceived and self perceived for companionship, friendship, love; love so love.

4. Once you're a parent, you're the ghost of your children’s future

5. Time throws you out of its dimensionless planar like a boomerang. It unites with you again in death.

Personal opinion I think that it’s 9/10 for me that one percent is because I think i do not understand much of it so I’ll rewatch it once again to understand it even more as the film takes us on a journey through the universe where there are black holes, wormholes, time travel, and everything related to space and its mysteries which kinda makes me wanna continue reading the ebook I downloaded “Stephen hawking - black holes and baby universes” probably gonna download some Einstein’s theory of relativity if possible, it’s a deep topic but it seems fun to discuss and understand (kinda regret hating physics during highschool but oh well)

The movie also portraits well on how parents is the ghost of their child’s future and how it’s okay for parent to follow their own dreams I like it when the father says “I can’t be your ghost right now I need to exist” I like it because I personally thinks that parents should take responsibility on their child but once the child is old enough the parents shouldn’t have to worry and stop pursuing their dreams because of their child they’ve did their job it kinda reminds me of the kdrama DR CHA it’s a great mindset (personal opinion)

Also I really like how the movie portraits humanity and how the professor would sacrifice his own morality just to save the race than saving himself the fact that it says if he doesn’t do that from what we know if NASA disclose the info about the plan to save humanity what would everyone do ? It says that it is human nature to worry about themselves than the race itself so if the information is disclosed everyone will panic and would try to save themselves instead of the race. Even though the action of the professor is controversial i understand the intention behind his action and it is explainable but it is really a very inhumane plan knowing that people will die.

About the ending it’s really sad for me even though he was able to see his daughter one last time before he go find Brand but I really hate how his daughter says “a parent shouldn’t have to watches his own daughter dies” I cried so badly because of this because personally I wouldn’t let him go the least he could do was to be with her longer as someone’s daughter I would want my mom/dad by my side till I closes my eyes , if I am the parent I would want to be with my daughter side if she’s dying that’s the least I could do when I lost her previously and found her at last… but oh well definitely would watch it again to understand it more probably gon update this review again once I rewatch it :>

[soonyoullgetbetterx]

1 step forward, 3 steps back

Friendship, Lover, Family, any connection with other people tends to be hard and unpredictable. At times it feels like you're making positive progress akin to taking a step forward. With the unpredictability that entails, when a conflict or fight arises it could feel like you're taking three steps back. If this dynamic doesn't look up some time soon, with time it will only worsen and you'll end up parting ways eventually.

I was in a conversationship like this several times. During several different phases of my life. Just when I felt happy that I heard from them or we got to spend some quality time, the next day they would treat me as if I didn't exist at all. I'm suspicious that this hot and cold behaviour activated some attachment system or unresolved issue in me that got me on a hamster wheel with no way out.

Looking back, I wish younger me would've known better and walked away before she beat herself up over people who only care about themselves. It took me a really long time and plenty of self work to get to the point of where I am now. Knowing when to walk away when their actions no longer match their words, instead of giving them chances after chances. Making them think they can come and leave as they please, usually only when they're lonely or it's convenient for them.

Perhaps I crave connection so bad that I'd ignore the red flags as long as I could feel the tiniest bit of connectedness. With time I learned, being alone doing things that are enriching for me are much better than connections that are draining -no matter how familiar or good it feels at the moment. In the long run, if it's not reciprocal it's better to run away and never look back, rather than staying put hoping they'll see what's in front of them. Especially when people are so diverse and unique. There will come a time when I meet my people who will cherish me as I am as well as my companionship -without me having to perform or walk on eggshells.

As an illustration, let's say some people are chocolate, cheese, or yogurt. As scrumptious chocolates, cheeses, or yogurts are there are always people who simply won't try or enjoy them. Instead of forcing a cheese hater to love cheese, it's much easier and probably better too to be with cheese lovers in the first place. Even when you're a stinky blue cheese, cheese lovers would still find a way to enjoy and appreciate you.

The same goes with chocolates and yogurts people. Be with people who are chocolates and yogurts lover. Then, no matter how bitter or sour you are, these people will always look for you, enjoy you, cherish you, and find ways to appreciate you. You'll be wasting your time trying to prove yourself to people who hates chocolates or yogurts or simply perhaps lactose intolerant to tolerate chocolates or yogurts.

No matter how great you are. You could be made out of the finest ingredients in the world and these people would still find faults within you or things to blame on you. Imagine a lactose intolerant person eating the best milk chocolate in the world and ended up with a messed up digestion, they'll say it's from the chocolate they ate. Very rarely people would say it's because of their decision to eat said chocolate in the first place. You'll rarely -if ever, feel safe being connected to people who aren't compatible with you.

It's not a matter of pointing fingers trying to point out whose fault it is that a connection doesn't work out. It's simply a matter of compatibility. Some people, no matter how great they are simply just aren't compatible with you (and vice versa) and there's no one to blame. That's okay. We all have our own people and just like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, there are only a number of people we could connect with. We're not meant to connect with everyone and that's okay too.

Don't be a stranger,

soonyoullgetbetterx

[sigilmint]

imagine not being able to embrace new content for the thing you like bc you like it so much that you've put up huge walls around it and have decided that no one, not even the creators or the artists those creators have given their blessing to, may come in and alter or expand your understanding of the thing you claim to enjoy

[takamikeiigos]

• though keigo tends to be loud, seemingly carefree, and outgoing, he's convinced himself that hero work is his #1 priority and he has zero time to be getting all up in a tizzy about feelings

• this man probably doesn't even know what a long, meaningful hug feels like. but what does it matter because he's a hero, he doesn't have time to be mulling over that kinda stuff

• now don't get me wrong, keigo has all of the basic human wants and needs for love, affection, companionship, etc. but has managed to tuck those thoughts away deep in the back of his mind

• so he spends his free time alone watching movies by himself while eating takeout, or finding somewhere high on the skyline to perch upon while the breeze caresses him and gives him comfort while he's deep in his thoughts

• when it comes to his avian characteristics and needs, he knows many people don't understand so he tends to them himself

• long tiresome processes of preening his own wings, often getting aggravated when he can't reach a spot or can't get certain feathers to lay flat

• or when it's that time of the season and he continuously chooses to go through his ruts alone because he hasn't allowed himself time to slow down and properly take care of it, because he grew up too fast and exploring his own wants and needs was never an option

• let's talk about keigo nesting during a rut bc of pure instinct but suddenly coming to the harsh reality that he has no one to share it with

• ouch

• imagine the first time he meets you

• you think he's probably the most loud and obnoxious motherfucker you've ever met but he grows on you over time

• its only after spending a bit of time by his side that you realize little things about him that kinda break your heart

• he smiles and jokes around a lot, but when you catch him deep in thought or slipping you notice the vacant stares that make him seem far, far away

• or the fact that he doesn't touch people unless they prompt first, whether it's a high five or a pat on the shoulder, but his hands mostly remain in his pockets or by his sides otherwise

• so it breaks your heart even more when you go to give him a quick hug before checking out for the day and he completely tenses up, clearly not sure how to react

• it occupies most of your thoughts that night, before it finally dawns on you that keigo didn't reciprocate because he didn't know how to (not literally, of course)

• from then on you touch him more often - like gently putting your hand on his shoulder when you're reaching over him, or placing your hand on the small of his back when moving around him

• over-all you're in his space more, always standing a few inches closer so your shoulders touch or your hands brush

• but let's talk about that one time you both go on a mission together and keigo gets knocked around a lil bit

• you're finally able to catch up to him and the idiot is standing there covered in bruises, feathers missing and his hero outfit almost torn to shreds, and he has the audacity to smile at you like he didn't just get knocked into next week

• he tenses again when you run up to him and pull him into a frantic hug, worry ebbing from your entire being but grateful that he's still standing and alive

• but the exhaustion finally catches up to him and its then that his wall comes crashing down, his arms wrapping around you like he's clinging to you for dear life, and his head is resting on your shoulder, coming free of all those heavy thoughts he's been carrying with him

• things slowly change after that

• months later you two end up together, like two pieces of a puzzle that were lost but finally found, a relief of a perfect fit

• he texts you constantly - whether it's of things that remind him of you, or a picture of a cat he saw while on patrols, or even just to let you know you mean the world to him

• when you’re both together he almost always ends up being the one to initiate physical contact now, staying close in your space and his hand always rest against you

• on nights after a long day of patrolling, he'll come over and you'll put a movie on, cuddling close together on the couch while eating the most unhealthy junk food you could find to take the edge off

• you catch him smiling to himself one of those times, and when you look at him curiously, he shakes his head and laughs quietly

• "'s nothing baby bird, just nice to finally have someone to do this with"

• on another tiresome evening of patrolling, he flies through your bedroom window (you always leave it unlocked and open for him) and perches on your windowsill

• you can instantly tell something is bothering him by the way he's holding himself, his wings twitching and his body tense

• so you beckon him to come sit on your bed with you, thinking maybe a back rub will ease the tension. but when he finally sits down in front of you, the disarray of tangled feathers is the answer to your unasked questions

• you tell him to relax and he does, but when you hesitantly run your fingers against his feathers he nearly jumps out of his skin

• you pull your hand away as if it was burned and when you ask if you accidentally hurt him, he flushes and avoids eye contact

• "no! no, you didn't hurt me. they're just.. sensitive. 'm just not used to people touching them like that. but it.. it feels good"

• so you continue running your fingers through his feathers gently, making sure they're all in place and pulling the loose ones from his wings

• he’s all breathy sighs underneath your hands and you swear you hear him cooing every once in a while and your heart melts at the amount of intimacy and trust

• it turns into a ritual after rough days, and neither of you mind it

《《 NSFW 》》

• so look, i’m not saying keigo is a virgin but we're gonna keep going with this little needy & touch starved trend we got going. to each their own

• keigo loves being touched, but he also loves touching you

• i’m talking always pressing up against you when you’re both alone, face nuzzled in your neck while biting and licking, hands on your hips and squeezing

• clinging to you when you’re about to get out of bed, or sneaking into the shower with you bc he misses your warmth and is craving some skin on skin contact, his head nuzzled into your shoulder and his arms wrapped around you from behind

• tbh he’s probably still half asleep as he does this, too. you basically have him completely limp in your arms when you turn to start scrubbing his hair

• i’m getting a little off topic, huh?

• he’s always trying to get your attention, especially when he knows you’re busy

• he’s almost always breathless when things get hot and heavy, nearly falling apart over a make-out session

• but when you finally get him out of his clothes and on the bed where you want him, the experience is one you want to relive forever

• he’s got this wonton facial expression, chest flushed and wings puffed out, lips parted with unspoken pleas as you touch him

• the first time you even touch his dick he nearly loses it, head tossed back and fingers gripping the sheets

• "fuck.. fuck that feels so good dove, please don't stop"

• he’s so sensitive, his skin feels like it might burst into flames because of how worked-up he's getting

• the sight of him falling apart from a simple hand job is a sight to see, something you weren't expecting to get you going but it is

• you stroke him slow, your grip just loose enough where he ends up having to work for it, all the while you're gauging his expressions

• keigo is a talker, loud and completely unashamed of the filth pouring from his lips as he fucks up into your fist, his jaw slack and his brown pinched in pleasure and concentration

• "please baby, right there. god, you feel so fucking good, please don't stop. fuuuuck"

• when you decide to touch his wings out of sheer curiosity, you weren't expecting to his reaction to turn you on as much as it did

• keigo arching off the bed with a broken "f-fuck!", yanking you forward into a harsh kiss as he moans broken please and appraisals into your mouth, whining

• he finally comes in thick spurts over your hand, his hips stuttering as he thrusts upward to milk the final drops of his come, chest heaving and breathy pants falling against your lips, his hands tangled in your hair

• touch starved, needy, and sensitive

don't get me started on my man's going into a rut. whoo, good stuff.

sorry this is so long!! i got very carried away once i got into it.

if anyone wants to request anything, please do?? i would love that, especially since I'm trying to learn more about this beautiful bird-boy. nonetheless i hope y'all enjoyed!!

♡ ky

[classysassy9791]

Fandom: Inuyasha Genre: Romance/Humor/Fluff Pairing: InuKag Rating: T

Originally written for @inukag-week on tumblr circa 2016, now officially being updated. Its been a hot minute, hasn't it?

For InuKag Week - Day 2: Warmth

Part 1 l

Part 2 Word Count: 2,600

Can also be found on FFN and AO3.

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Kagome couldn't remember the last time she had laughed so hard.

Sometime between the moment she met the arrogant, rude man known as Inuyasha and the three shots she had consumed, they had fallen into a flirtatious banter that she rather enjoyed. Gone was the pompous jerk who had so rudely called her audacious names, replaced by a man who proved to actually be decent company.

No, she hadn't forgotten about their initial meeting, but as she downed another shot of whiskey, she realized she didn't much care. For the first time in months - maybe longer - Kagome found herself enjoying her evening. With her shackles removed and her inhibitions lowered, she relished in the sweet taste of freedom that had been sorely lacking from her life.

"You did not!" she squealed with absurdity in her tone, clamping a hand over her mouth.

Inuyasha chuckled, tilting his glass and giving a half-shrug. "I did," he confessed sheepishly, but not at all ashamed of his actions. "Miroku ran down the dorm hall, completely naked, screaming after me."

Kagome shook her head. "I can honestly say I have never stolen my roommates clothes while they were in the shower. Or pulled any pranks on them, really."

"To be fair," he continued, signaling the bartender for another round. "He actually met his girlfriend that way."

"By running naked down the hallway?"

He nodded. "Knocked her down and stopped to apologize."

"Still want to leave the tab open?" Kouga interrupted.

"Yeah, that's fine." Inuyasha finished off his beer. "Another round of whiskey shots while you're at it."

Flashing Kagome a smile, Kouga took their empty glasses. "You're going to dry me out."

"It's still early," Kagome barbed playfully. "Your bar will last until midnight at the very least."

He chuckled, filling up their shot glasses and handing them another drink. "Oh, thanks. I was afraid I'd have to close up soon."

Leaving with a, "flag me down if you need me," Kouga wandered to the other end of the bar where a busty blonde waved at him.

Typical, Kagome thought sourly. On the one hand, she didn't like the way her thoughts were turning, considering she didn't really know Kouga, and hated grouping him in with the rest of the spineless male population she had become accustomed to - especially since he was a bartender and it was literally his job to tend to the needs of his customers. But on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel bitter about his attention leaving her. Maybe it was because she had so blatantly been deprived of it for so long, that her longing for companionship had been exacerbated ten-fold.

Taking a sip of beer - which she had switched to once they started doing shots - Kagome heard her phone buzz in her purse again; it had already gone off several times during her conversation with Inuyasha. She finally pulled it out and unlocked it, frowning at the array of messages popping up on her screen.

Inuyasha raised a brow at the irritable look that overcame her expression before Kagome sighed and locked her phone. She quickly downed her shot of whiskey, not even bothering to 'cheers' him.

"Everything okay?" Inuyasha questioned, against his better judgement. There was a reason people showed up by themselves at a bar on Friday nights - either to drown their sorrows in whiskey or to find company for a few fleeting, midnight hours.

Kagome pressed her lips together. She didn't come to the bar to talk about her problems. She wasn't some sad case that needed a therapist to pour her drinks. If anything, she wanted to forget about the emotional damage that had been inflicted earlier that day. Her heart had been broken, her ego bruised, and no matter how many times her friends had told her he wasn't worth it, their sympathies didn't make her feel any better.

But, alcohol had a funny habit of turning into truth serum, and she found herself spilling her guts before she could stop herself. "Just my ex-boyfriend - er, fiance - blowing up my phone."

Inuyasha chuckled. "Can't take a hint, huh?"

Kagome shrugged with a bitter smile. "I mean, he broke off the engagement. Not sure why he can't follow through with his decision."

She had expected sympathy, perhaps even empathy. That's what most people offered in a situation like this, when they didn't know what to say or how to react. But Kagome was caught off-guard by Inuyasha's next question.

"How long were you together?"

Kagome eyed him curiously, his honey gaze hiding a wealth of understanding. "Five years," she answered him, twirling a strand of her dark hair around her finger. "Planned our life together, put a ring on it, and even booked the venue. But… I suppose he got cold feet a long time ago."

"His loss. What kind of bastard would put someone through that?"

She hummed thoughtfully, but didn't answer. It wasn't in her best interest to start talking about the past now, and she would rather take the spotlight off of herself all together. "What about you?" she asked her barstool companion as she took another sip of beer. "Any lucky ladies in your life?"

Inuyasha chuckled mirthlessly. "Nah, not anymore."

Kagome arched a brow. "Dare I ask?"

"Not much to tell. Her career and ambitions drove a wedge between us, and she decided they were more important than me. Simple as that."

"Sounds high maintenance."

He grinned. "Something like that. I mean, she knew what she wanted and didn't care what stood in her way. Even me."

Kagome felt an ache beneath her breast for the man beside her. She knew the pain of rejection very well. "Put out in the rain just like a dog. Doesn't that bother you?" she asked, tilting her head.

He frowned at her choice of words, and Kagome knew she may have touched a nerve then, but the alcohol had stripped her of her filter apparently.

"Well, I guess we're all damaged somehow," he replied with a shrug.

She scrunched her nose. "That's a bit thoughtless."

"What can I say? Shit happens. Get over it."

And then Kagome suddenly remembered the arrogant, rude, condescending jerk she had met when she had sat down at the bar earlier in the night. She narrowed her eyes. "Why are you such an ass?"

Inuyasha smirked while bringing his beer to his lips. "You are what you eat?"

Kagome let loose a growl of frustration. She had only known him for a short time, but she had quickly learned that Inuyasha was the most infuriating human being on the planet! "Your immaturity is revolting," she stated matter-of-factly, waving down Kouga for another shot of whiskey. She was definitely not drunk enough to deal with the way the conversation had turned.

"I'm not known for my friendly disposition."

Kagome glared at the man sitting next to her. "Is it fun being a jerk to me? Does it satisfy you?"

Inuyasha chuckled. "Actually, it is pretty entertaining."

She rolled her eyes. "You know, Inuyasha. You can hide behind that fake bravado all you want, but I know you're just a big softie underneath."

"Keh," he grumbled, finishing off his beer.

Kagome threw him a glare. "What? No witty repartee?"

He set down his empty glass with a little more force than usual, grabbing Kagome's attention. "I know your type, wench," he snapped, his amber eyes boring into hers. "I know exactly the kind of person you are; all high and mighty, acting as if you're better than everyone else. You think you can show someone how great life can be and how fantastic it is if I would just try. Well, sorry to break it to you, sweetheart, but not everyone is worth saving, all right?"

His words left Kagome stunned into silence for a brief moment. How did their witty banter only a few minutes ago turn into this? This… This denied anger and unadulterated cynicism had Kagome reeling, her thoughts turning to what exactly had penetrated Inuyasha's life so completely that he had such a negative outlook on such.

She pursed her lips. "How much do you think you're worth?"

Inuyasha shrugged. "Like twenty bucks. Or two twinkies." He grinned at his own comment, but Kagome didn't find it very funny.

If anything, Kagome felt pity for him. No matter how bleak her life became, she always managed to find the good in it. If a person couldn't do that… Well, that was a pretty sad way to live. "As much as I would love to hear you divulge all of your secrets, this is a great song and I feel like dancing."

"Look, wench," Inuyasha barked out, his anger palpable. "I'm not looking for your validation. I'm pretty fucking happy with my life of dirty pennies and whiskey bottles. We don't all need to be Barbie."

She looked over at him, the low dim of the bar lights shining off his silver hair, and found she could only nurse one wounded heart at a time. "I just wanted you to leave tonight and think the world is a little less horrible than you thought."

"Hey, pretty lady," Kouga greeted as he appeared at the perfect time with another shot of whiskey for her and a full beer, stealing her full attention away from Inuyasha.

Kagome immediately downed the shot and chased it with her beer, ready to forget half of the night and lose herself in the music pounding through the speakers. As the evening wore on, the bar became busier, and the DJ had started up a round of tunes that had half the customers on the dance floor.

Kouga watched her curiously, arching a brow. "You alright there?"

"Dance with me?" she called over the bass pounding through the speakers. Oh yes, it was now the time of the night in which she had no qualms for asking for what she wanted.

He chuckled and glanced over at the other bartenders who appeared to have things under control. "You can steal me for a few minutes."

Kagome grinned and giggled like a school girl, leaving Inuyasha behind without delay. Kouga met her at the end of the bar and took her hand in his as she pulled him out onto the dance floor.

Some upbeat dance music blasted through the speakers. Kagome moved and swayed through the bodies crowding near the DJ, the vibrations of the music becoming part of her energy, raising her up several levels at once. Gone were her heartbroken wallows and the biting arrogance of her barstool companion. Her mind buzzed with pure joy. She moved in her dress like her hips were made to sway, the black sequins catching the disco ball that twirled above, causing her to glitter on the dance floor.

Kouga pulled her close, his strong hand pressed against the small of her back, his chiseled chest pressed against hers. She ran her fingers through her messy hair and pulled it to the side, feeling the beat of the music pound with each beat of her heart. Bodies pressed in tighter all around them. Kagome felt the part of her that was really her come out to play, to feel the vibe of the music and let her body go free.

"You're beautiful," Kouga's voice whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

His lips looked soft and very kissable, and Kagome knew her decision-making skills were indeed hindered by the alcohol that buzzed through her veins. And then his attention was caught by something else, his royal blue eyes pulling from hers to the outskirts of the dance floor. He said something to her, attempting to shout above the music, but his words were swallowed up by the electric beat that kept her entranced.

Kagome felt his hands slip from around her waist and he disappeared into the crowd. She didn't bother to follow, her hands playing with her hair, her hips moving to the music as she lost herself within it. This was what her heartbroken soul had fiercely needed; a night to forget all the troubles of the day.

Large, meaty hands found her waist, but they were unfamiliar and too warm to the touch. Kagome felt a warm flush find her cheeks as she gazed up to meet a stranger's hazy stare. He pulled her in close - too close - and even in her alcohol-ridden mind, she felt mild panic begin like sparks in her abdomen.

She tried to push him away, first gently and then forcefully, pretending to laugh at his behavior. "Thanks for the dance, but I need some fresh air."

"C'me on, baby," he slurred, pulling her tighter to his sweaty frame, his hot breath rolling over her skin. "We just met. Let's dance s'me more."

Kagome frowned. "I said no." Before she could stomp on his foot and fight her way out of the throng of dancers, the man was forcefully pulled away from her. They became separated by another man, one with very familiar silver hair who had his back to her. She didn't hear the words exchanged, but whatever was said was enough to send the man scampering off to the other side of the bar.

Inuyasha turned around, his piercing honey eyes studying her expression, before his hand gently wrapped around her waist. His grip on her wasn't strong like Kouga's, or possessive like the stranger. Inuyasha's hand was warm against the small of her back, and the anxiety she felt moments ago melted away.

"You okay?" he asked, swaying his hips in tune with hers as they continued to dance to the beat of the music.

She grinned up at him. "Were you worried about me, jerk?"

"Keh," he grumbled, his lips pulling into a smirk. "I despise you more than any other human I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. You're loud and wild and apparently have no sense of self-preservation. You also act like you have the mental capacity of a five year old."

"Are you flirting with me?" she barbed in return.

"Maybe."

His hand found the back of her neck, his fingers finding purchase in her hair, his hips grinding against hers. Warmth pooled into the pit of her stomach, his breath caressing her skin, and she moved her lips to find his.

Kagome barely had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of her lips and delved inside her mouth. It was a very sloppy kiss with the strong scent of beer being exchanged between their billowing breaths. Her arm reached up and tangled around his strong neck. She pulled away and arched up into his broad chest, letting a moan escape in the contact of body heat against her own, before she drew back into his lips.

She could nearly taste the slight bitterness of the beer as it rolled off her tongue and seeped down her throat with every push of his tongue against hers. The kiss coupled with the beer and whiskey humming through her system obliterated every thought. For the first time that day, her mind was locked into the present. Her usual concerns for her life were suspended, and she had no wish for the kiss to end.

But as the music changed, they pulled apart. Inuyasha's skin shimmered with sweat and his amber eyes flecked with gold held her gaze. The beat of the music consumed them under the crazy neon lights, and Kagome felt alive during a night that was still so young.

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hii, what do you think abt self-insert art? I was thinking about doing it and practicing my drawing skills at the same time but then I saw someone calling it "cringe" and how they're glad they're not like that anymore. at the same time they're drawing art of canon x canon and I don't get it how it's any different, is this form of art worse than the one they create? how. I never considered it cringe but seeing stuff like that made me feel kinda discouraged and invalid and idk anymore :/

honestly, i think self insert art is so fucking rad.

i think self insert anything is so fucking rad. and it is so innately human.

we're born with such a capacity to love and connect, you know? with everything and anything around us. it's why we make friends, it's why we have pets, it's why we name our plants, it's why we talk to the stars! and sometimes, it's why we make self inserts! we want to be a part of things, we want to know these characters, we want to be these characters, we want to imagine a life full of adventure and companionship, one where we are powerful and respected and accepted and loved! and that's not shameful! that's human! we all dream of that in our own ways!

and through this, we're able to gain so much! with self inserts, we're inspired! we make art! we write! we find new meanings to music and poetry! we make friends! we discover and rediscover and create new pieces of ourselves that we might not have otherwise!

i don't know exactly why people think self inserts are "cringe", i've really never heard a good explanation, but i think it stems from fear. when you create and share self inserts, you're being very open about what you dream about, you know? you're saying "this piece of fiction means something to me." you're saying "i want to be a part of it." you're saying "i'm dreaming about being powerful, about being adored, about being accepted, i'm dreaming about my peace, about my happiness, about my success," and that's vulnerable! and i think that scares people. but that doesn't mean it's bad.

and honestly! even if it was "cringe," who fucking cares? who cares. and who decides? every single beautiful thing on planet earth is cringe to at least one person. it doesn't matter what i do, i'll be cringe to someone. what i wear, how i do my hair, how i do my makeup, how i walk, how i talk, how i sing, how i dance, how i connect with people will be cringe to SOMEONE. does that mean i'm supposed to just sit in my room and do nothing? even that would be cringe to someone! if we live our life trying to avoid embarrassing ourselves, we're gonna live the most unfulfilling lives. and it's only embarrassing if you're embarrassed anyway.

anon, if you're inspired to create, you should create. nothing you create will ever be a waste. art will never be pointless. and if what you wanna create is self insert art, then do it. at the end of the day, the only thing that matters is you and what feels good to you. and if this feels good to you, if you think it'll be fun, if you think it'll be nice, then do it. i support you every step of the way!!! 💗💗💗