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depraved-gf · 6 months

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PART 1 OF 3.5 [PREMATURELY ENDED]

**There will be no more updates unfortunately. I've been ghosted. :(

MASSIVE TW'S: CNC, STALKING, RAPE FANTASY, ETC ETC. Basically if you are triggered by intense, dark kinks or sex, please do not read. I do not censor words.

*tagging under #repressedh0e's adventures

Aight so, I can't tell anyone else this because they'd probably call the cops lmao, but I know I can tell y'all freaksss about what happened today. Essentially, I'm being VERY marinated in a cnc stalking scenario for the very first time... Finally! And according to him, it's going to be a very slow burn for anticipation.

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So, I've been talking to this local guy for a lil bit that's very, very much into cnc just like I am (and y'all, he's a whole FOOT AND 2 INCHES taller than me, and has the biggest fucking cock I've ever seen. I'm not even lying - this man is going to rip my little, only-had-sex-with-one-person body to SHREDS). Once we both got a good vibe, we moved towards more kinky territory, talking about safe words, limits, and scenarios for when we eventually meet. He then asked me to send a single photo outside of my bedroom window, and promised he'd find me.

Intrigued, I sent it. I can see my city from my window. Beautiful, really.

But within 15 minutes, he sent me a live snap of my apartment building with the caption: Found you, princess. After losing my shit (in a good way), I confirmed it was my building, and he said he actually lives really close by.

I suspect you're in a corner apartment, 2nd or 3rd story, I'm not sure yet but I'll figure it out. I say nothing. I'm not giving any hints. I'm impressed by his perception at this point. But I am, in fact, on a corner on the 2nd story. How will you figure that out? I ask in innocent curiosity. All I get back is a 🤫 emoji.

And then, maybe 3 hours later, I get a random snap - a chat that simply says, I have a question, Isa. I told him to shoot, go ahead and ask!, and again, he simply asks:

Do you have a fan in your window?

I freak the fuck out (again, in a good way), and confirm that, um, yes... I enjoy the cold, and why do you ask?

About a second goes by, and he sends a live snap of MY 2ND STORY BEDROOM WINDOW with the caption, You can't see me, but I can see you.

How the FUCK this man was able to tell it was my window in a fully wrapped around 6 story apartment building, just by the angle of my one photo, was astounding. I was truly perplexed.

I then get another ding before I can truly wrap my brain around what was happening.

Turn your light off.

I do as I'm told.

I then receive a live video of my bedroom window, with the light shutting off.

I freak out a third time (y'all already know I'm soaking by now), but I realize I couldn't see him. There were 4 cars a little ways down the street, parked in the night. Any of them could've been him. None of them could've been him. I can't see you.. Is all I managed to type out through trembling fingers. It was so intense, and I was so turned on, I barely knew what I was saying at this point.

His response: Good. Let's keep it that way... For now.

Not long after as I'm continuing to try to look into any and every vehicle, I receive a live video. It's him stroking his massive cock in his car with the caption, You know what I want.

Y'all. When I say I about came undone, I MEAN IT. My heart is pounding, my pussy and inner thighs are both absolutely drenched. The moment is so thick with sexual tension, and I'm so entranced in it, I could've sworn I saw god at that point lmao.

But I continue looking out the window, my light still off so I can see into the night. But nothing. All is still. And finally, the car in the very front down the street slowly drives away.

About 5 minutes go by, and it feels like a lifetime, before I receive a chat: You're so close to me. I'll be watching. Waiting. Checking on you every time I go out. Stroking my cock outside your apartment until the day I can finally tear those holes apart.

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Y'all, I... have been dreaming of living out a stalking scenario since I started becoming interested in sex as a teenager. I begged my ex, and while they were into cnc, it was never like this.

Never in my life did I ever imagine these scenarios to be so intense in real life. It's so damn different when it's really happening. Intense, I use that word a lot but there's legitimately no other way to explain it. Exhilarating, even. Psychologically it fucks with you, because you truly never know when they're looking at you. He could be outside right now as I'm typing this, stroking that huge cock, thinking about raping my holes, and I genuinely wouldn't know it. And it turns me on so, so much.

I absolutely cannot wait to see what else happens. 🫣

***DISCLAIMER: yes, I'm being safe!! I've told my roommate and another good friend all about him/the entire situation and the man was of course good with that as well. I'm very willing in this situation, and incredibly aware of any red flags that could arise, pls don't worry<3***

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foranpo · 10 months

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ੈ˚☆ their last good-bye.

fandom: bungou stray dogs.

characters: ranpo, dazai.

reader: gn!

genre: headcanons.

content: angst, major character death, mention of blood and suicide.

word count: ~600 each // ~1.2k total.

cole's note: i was gonna write for chuuya as well but 1. it's already huge for hcs and 2. i wasn't feeling the 3rd character so i left it as 2 characters and, who knows, maybe i'll post a 2nd part with chuuya and akutagawa <3

ੈ♡˳────── enjoy the reading <3 ──────

˚ʚ ranpo.

Not all of Ranpo's intelligence could predict your effect on him.

It started by being minutes. Just a few moments of his day when your absence was felt in the way his mind manufactured thoughts destined for you. Longing letters were whispered in the most solitary corners of Ranpo's mind, forcing him to create melancholy scenarios of never-gone moments, rehearsing over and over again soap operas of a nostalgia only remembered by the gods.

And, without noticing, minutes passed into hours. All the details that were dropped by you during the day, were picked up by Ranpo's astute mind like celestial dust left by the gods themselves; every detail of yours was noted with magic and hope in the heavy heart of Ranpo, the ink of the pen being of such tremendous kindness, adorned by the sun itself, that all the hours lost studying you seemed ephemeral, fast, too little.

So much space within Ranpo and all of it was taken up by you.

So… annoying. No. It wasn't just annoying. Ranpo would go as far as to say it was irritating to have so much of you inside him.

You flooded the essence of Ranpo. In a way, you, without realizing it, had consumed Ranpo's entire existence. The hours were few to decipher your mysteries, your whole essence appearing so great when inside Ranpo. You yourself were big inside Ranpo, squeezing his needs, stimulating his feelings, leaving no room for Ranpo himself to exist.

And when the hours passed into endless days of longing and yearning, Ranpo knew that the illness could not continue to spread any longer.

Because Ranpo didn't understand love, much less had he experienced it before you, and all the anxiety he felt away from you, all the curiosity that settled in him when you started talking, all the new stimuli and habits he gained, seemed to originate from a malevolent plague sent by the gods to distract him from his vocation as a detective.

And he couldn't let anything, or anyone, get in the way of him solving mysteries.

As such, it was without warning that Ranpo said goodbye to you. It just happened.

On a day like any other, where the sun was shining the same way, the birds were singing the same melody and the world was turning in the same direction, Ranpo said goodbye to you without gestures or words. Just negligence. A childish ignorance. An improper slight. All it took was for him to remain silent when he used to respond to your daily good mornings.

And, since then, as if by magic or the pleasure of the malevolent angels, the sun began to shine in gray tones, painting melancholy and nostalgia for each street he walked along, for each word spoken by him; the birds became sopranos of regrets, synchronizing Ranpo's loss and childishness in a symphony of disdain that has lasted to this day; and the world stopped turning, the clouds remaining static in the sky and overshadowing all the stars and hopes at night, the wind refusing to take with it Ranpo's sorrow for leaving you.

But Ranpo was now able to meet schedules and solve mysteries; Ranpo was now back to being the Ranpo he was before meeting you, without caring about the hours lost with you and thinking about you.

Ranpo was now himself, with no one else inside him —and all it took was for him to stop answering you to have the courage to say goodbye to you.

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˚ʚ dazai.

When the day came when Dazai had to say goodbye to you, he could only smile. Finally freedom.

With you in his arms, and a river of life flowing between you, all Dazai could do was smile. Everything went silent the moment he held you tight, the entire world suspending its magic so that all suffering was fixed at that moment, in that second, in that smile.

Dazai could only look at you; with a smile on his face and scarlet promises leaking from your lips, Dazai knew he would never forget that moment.

Small seconds changed the course of his life, without any warning or consideration, his whole existence was dyed of melancholy red of futures that were never going to happen —so why try to live them?

Now that he had you in his arms, knowing perfectly well that you would not let go of the agonizing scarlet that stained your clothes, Dazai finally felt free from the chains that bound him to this world. Now there were no excuses. No postponements. No errors. No you.

You... no longer existed.

The only color in this world, the only star that managed to survive the world's wickedness and the gods' warnings; you yourself no longer existed. Not when you had just been painted with the color of desolation.

So what pleasures did Dazai expect in this life, when the only heavenly soul had dissipated before him? Without any notice?

It was when the first tear toasted his smile that Dazai realized what happened.

You no longer existed. That red wasn't desolation, it was a farewell. A farewell that could not be retrieved, altered, or erased. That was real. The cascade of scarlet flowers was really a river of anguish and suffering —yours and Dazai's. It was a goodbye, not a see you later. It was permanent, not something momentary. And this time it wasn't caused by Dazai's boundless pranks; this time it was provoked by his carelessness and vanity. Although still causing all that pain, this time Dazai knew that no flowers or stuffed animals in this world could undo the harm he caused.

And Dazai's forehead met yours in a light, tremulous, hesitant encounter. Letting his tears wash away his own smile and spread your farewell over the rest of your face, Dazai just held you tight against him. Using all his strength, hoping you would wake up with the exaggeration of his love, hoping that all the red you dropped was just a joke to show him how much you suffered for dating that prankster.

But no reaction other than Dazai's came.

In that silent street, muffled by the city's movements, everything was silent, static, dark. And what once consumed Dazai, that freedom that was felt in the first seconds he held you and felt your essence being consumed by his fingertips, disappeared.

Now, only despair reigned in Dazai.

How could he even dream of freedom from this life, when he drowned you in the red river that consumed you? How could Dazai think of freeing himself from the anxieties and sufferings of this world, when he himself brought you eternal torment?

No. He could not achieve that freedom. Not when you went away with red words and scarlet gestures. Dazai was going to remain in this world. Letting your sudden departure dictate any and all suffering he came to feel, Dazai decided to stay —because, how could he dream of being with you if it was because of him that you said goodbye to this world?

ੈ♡˳───── feedback is appreciated <3 ─────

#;bungou stray dogs constellation;#ranpo x reader #ranpo headcanons #dazai x reader #dazai headcanons #bsd x reader #bsd headcanons #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs headcanons #ranpo angst #dazai angst #bsd angst #bungou stray dogs angst

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jeynearrynofthevale · 7 months

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Just watched the Connor McDavid: Whatever it Takes documentary and my main takeaway is that he’s insane but here are a bunch of random notes and pics:

““If it was up to my mom, we probably would’ve been a skiing family”

The drive, that’s who he is, he’s always been that way, since he was probably 3 or 4, he refused to let his parents help him get dressed and he would carry his bag everywhere, the bag was bigger than he was

“He’s intense and he’s competitive”

Bobby Orr said when he was 15 that he was gonna be the greatest skater to ever play

Tracy Wilson: Olympian and skating coach “what I love about Connor is it’s all about power, doesn’t matter how it looks, it’s about getting there”

Kassian “we haven’t seen a player like that in the game in maybe forever”

McDavid “at the end of the day, you’re still playing an nhl game, but that’s not much to hang your hat on” in reference to being out of the playoffs

“Right on the post square and I just felt the pain right away, thought I’d just broken my leg into a couple pieces”

They keep replaying him going into the net at top speed and it’s fucking horrible to watch

He whispered to me “I think it’s broke”- Kassian

“I was having flashbacks to Stamkos’s energy and I know stammer really well”

Stamkos texted therapist: “did he break his tibia?”

“If I could do it all over again, you’d like to take it back”- giordano

Team physical therapist asked if he could move his leg and told him he could either try to get up or call the gurney. Connor said “no, no, no” and stood up even though he was worried and thought his leg was going to give out”

“I held it together until we got though the tunnel and then I was just a mess” it took them 10 minutes to get back to the room

He said “stop, just give me a second”

3 guys had to hold him up the way back

Lauren “it was really hard when he called me, he just said “I think I broke my leg””

Brian “he was really upset and in pain, as a parent it’s hard”

Kelly: “it’s the worst thing in the world”

“Maybe in hindsight it would’ve been better if it was broken”

Never realized the infamous scene where Leon squeezes Connor in the hallway is from this.

Grade 2 strain of his pcl

“Hey dad, just want you to know I’m going for a second opinion in Colorado Springs”

Doctor told him it was a full pcl tear where tears on bth sides of his miniscus, “tore the popliteus right of the bone”

Full reconstruction of the knee, pcl, and popliteus would require a year recovery, doctor said he needed to do it asap, within a few day

“He was distraught, very, very under described”

His mom wanted him to have the surgery

Surgical intervention is to give it stability back

Had to make decision in 48hrs about whether or not to operate.

“He was very emotional and it was very difficult for him to talk.”

3rd opinion in LA: 2nd doctor is right about the issues but thinks the surgery is risky and doesn’t believe in it, wants to try to rehab it

Had to make that decision at 22 in 24 hours

Pcl cut right in half, back of knee joint completely torn, popliteus also completely torn, lateral and medial meniscus are both torn, crack in front of tibia from where he hit the post

“Hockey is my life”

He wanted to hear that he didn’t need surgery

His rehab guy literally lived with him

7 days a week, 10 hrs a day

50% chance to get him maybe skating again by end of summer

He was in a hyperbaric chamber daily for 40 days, 2 hours at a time

Claustrophobic in a literal tube

“At one point, doctor cleared him to flex his quad muscle”

They had to keep the injury as secret as possible, didn’t tell Ken Holland how bad it was

He would call his mom right after every mri appointment

He was in the pool all the time working on his knee

While rehabbing, his core specialist was like “might as well work on everything while we’re stuck here” and they worked on his core, pelvic floor, rotational movement, spine, everything

Gymnastics coach also helped

Didn’t want him to skate till September

He went on the ice with just his dad on his doc’s recommendation before September

He was so happy to be back on the ice with his father, completely changed emotionally that day

You can really see how much he loves just skating

He was so happy to know that even if he couldn’t fully heal he could still go on with the brace and skate

He’s so smooth in these skating exercises while in an insane brace

“One thing to be out there playing the game but another to do it at the level he was capable of”

Tracy Wilson did in their own words “edging” with him for afternoons, taking him through all sorts of movements and exercises without his brace

Opening night started to look like a possibility

He wanted to be there for training camp

He decided not to participate in biosteel

He wanted to play in all 7 exhibition games even though most veterans only did 4

“Like my first game all over again”

Seeing him on opening night was incredible for his training people

Okay, seeing the canucks slashing at him and shoving him into the boards in the home opener is now making me so protective

“He willed himself back”

#Connor McDavid #97 #hockey #oilers #Edmonton oilers #McDavid #cmd #mcjesus

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reccyls · 2 years

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A Guide to IkePri Birthday Party Events

(or, how to get birthday stories and birthday CGs for free*) * some caveats apply

Starting from the 2nd anniversary, with Leon's 3rd birthday, IkePri will no longer be selling new birthday stories the way they are done now (don't worry, you can still buy the old stories if you want them!).

Instead, they debut a new type of event called a Party Event, which is kinda like a story event but with a couple of quirks. By participating in the event, you can get the birthday story for that character as well as the birthday CG potentially for free, as long as you fulfill a few requirements first.

I myself have been able to get Yves and Licht's birthday CG card, the birthday story, and His POV versions of the story without spending a single diamond.

In case you wanted to start preparing for the events, here's a guide about how they'll work and what you need in order to get everything.

TL;DR requirements

To give yourself the best chance at getting the card and stories, you will want the following:

All four card slots unlocked (thus at least 10k BP from avatar items)

At least one 5* card of the birthday boy

The ability to be pretty on the ball about using your stamina properly (not letting it cap for too long, ability to check in semi-regularly throughout the day)

You may be able to make it without 4 slots if you have lots of 5* cards of the birthday boy, but I'm not certain, as that's not a situation I've found myself in.

So first of all, how do Party Events work?

Like I said before, they are kind of like Story Events. You do special salons and get Party Points for doing them. Accumulating Party Points will raise your Party Level, and every time you make it to a new level milestone, you get a reward. There is an early clear bonus to reach a particular level within a certain time after the event starts to get extra rewards. There are ranking prizes, and also 2x and 3x Lucky Times.

But, what are those quirks you mentioned?

Party Salons use a separate stamina system than normal events. In one sense, this is a good thing: Birthday Party events often happen while other events are ongoing, so by using a separate stamina system, participating in one event doesn't use up your stamina for the other. In another sense, this is a bad thing: you cannot use any tea sets you have previously saved up because they provide normal stamina refills, not the special stamina refills.

The lucky times work slightly differently:

The above is the lucky time schedule as shown by the game for Chevalier's birthday event. There is a 3x Lucky time for 32 hours when the event starts, and another 3x Lucky Time for the 30 hours before it ends.

But I said there were 2x Lucky times, right? Where are they?

The answer is: they are whenever you want them to be.

When you enter a Birthday Party event for the first time, you will be given 3 of an item that will allow you to trigger a 2x Lucky Time whenever you want. This lasts for 30 minutes.

(I used up one already which is why it says I only have 2)

These items expire at the end of each Party Event so you can't stockpile them for one character. And they are also disabled if there is a 3x Lucky Time ongoing, to prevent you from wasting them.

Another quirk of Party Events is that visiting the Party event page twice a day (once after 12 AM JST and once after 12 PM JST) will give you an item that restores the special stamina used in Party Events (called AP). You get a +50 AP item each time, and again, they expire at the end of the Party Event so you can't stockpile them for the future.

And the last major quirk of Party Events is what determines the amount of Party Points you get: the more of the birthday boy you have in your party, the more points you get.

Having cards of the appropriate character is EXTREMELY important to get points. Even low rarity ones are better than using a different character. To illustrate, look at these two parties below (for Chevalier's party event):

The first one is all 5*s, but none of them (except for the guest card) are Chevalier. The second party is a 2* card and the others are 3*s. And yet, they score the same amount of points, +21.

This party of 4*s is what I'm using for Chevalier and they score +71, more than three times more than the 5* party with "wrong" characters

Basically: fill your party with different cards of the birthday boy. Even if they're 3*s, even if they're 2*s. But of course, still prioritize 5* cards if you have any as they do give more points than a lower rarity card of the same character.

(If you want to be a good friend, change the leader of your 1st party to be your highest rarity card of whoever is having a birthday right now, as that determines which of your cards that people following you can borrow, because guest cards count too!)

A few more miscellaneous things about Party Salons: you don't get Bond Points for doing them, you cannot watch ads to get a 20 AP refill like you can for normal stamina, and there's no chance of getting a Surprise Bonus from doing them.

Now, about rewards.

To get the birthday story (which comes in 3 parts), you will need to reach Party Level 20 to get all of them.

To get the birthday CG card and His POV of the birthday story, that is an Early Clear Bonus. You need to reach Party Level 15 within 56 hours of the event starting.

Finally, there are bonus rewards for ranking which is beyond the scope of this guide since I doubt that they are possible to get without paying. But I will give a note at the end about the ranking rewards.

Here is a list of all Party Level rewards (lots of goodies!), and the corresponding point numbers that you need to achieve them.

Green cells are story rewards, Pink cells are avatar rewards.

Every 2,500 points after level 30 gives you an extra chibi (level 22 reward).

Here is what Yves's avatar items look like. They are pretty much just colorswaps from character to character.

And so, if we want the regular birthday story, his POV story, and the card, we have two goals:

Reach Party Level 15 within 56 hours

Reach Party Level 20 before the event ends.

And guess what? If you fulfill the conditions I set about in the tl;dr up above, then you can reach them without spending a single diamond!

These were the teams I used to get Yves and Licht's birthday stuff (one 5* card, and the highest BP cards I had. Once I got to level 15, I replaced the lowest BP card with the birthday CG, since it has 750 BP):

I reached Level 15 with about 3 hours to spare for the ECB, and ended up around level 22-24 by the end of the event, comfortably having gotten the 3rd part of the story.

I also made changes to who I was following, to ensure that I was following as many people with a 5* of the right character as possible.

The strategy I used was:

While the first 3x Lucky Time is ongoing, do as many Party Salons as you can. When you get the 50 AP item from logging in, just use it as soon as you can. You want to maximize the number of points you get during this time, so as much as you can, ensure that your stamina won't stay capped for too long.

After the Lucky Time is over, but before the end of the 56 hour period for the ECB, don't use up your AP recovery items. But I do activate two of the 2x Lucky Time items if I have 100 AP. Might as well use them up to get some extra points towards making the early clear bonus.

If you have one 5* card, this should put you in a position to reach Level 15 a couple of hours before the deadline. You can activate the final 2x Lucky Time bonus and use your stockpiled AP items to get over the edge. Of course, if you have more 5*s, it'll be faster for sure.

Then, after you have gotten the early clear bonus, go back to stockpiling AP recovery items. Just do your Party Salons as normal. And when you get to the last 3x Lucky Time, dump all of the AP items and do all the salons. You should make it to Party Level 20 easily.

Now, if you're aiming to try for Level 30, or even to rank, then maybe this isn't the optimal strategy. But I am only concerned with getting the story and the card, so this works well enough for me. Maybe someone else has a better or more efficient strategy too.

But what if you don't have a 5* card?

Well, in that case, you are probably not going to be able to make it without spending. For Leon, Nokto, I wasn't able to make it to the early clear bonus or to level 20, and I am probably not going to make it to Chev.

In that case, you are probably going to have to buy some sets/items. There are AP restoring items, as well as items that directly raise your Party Points. But I don't know how cost-effective they are or which set is better than the others.

Ranking?

So! When I said that you can get all the stories for free, that is prooobably a lie. Because there is an epilogue from the suitor's POV that is only given to the top 100 people who rank.

Yeah.

I highly doubt that that is going to be achievable without spending, particularly for more popular characters. But if you want to try for it anyway, I salute you and wish you the best of luck.

Additionally, there is another thing:

That little thing down at the bottom right of Yves's birthday card says that getting 5 more copies of the card will cause the illustration to change. But, if you go back up to take a look at the rewards list for Party Levels, you can't actually get any additional copies of the card. So how are you supposed to get 5 more copies?

The answer is by getting to rank 30 or above.

Yeahhhh.

Edit (25 Nov 2022): Thanks to a survey on the JP app, I discovered that the image "changing" is just the character's signature getting put over the card, as shown below. It doesn't actually change the illustration of the card.

And one final thing about ranking is that being in the top 200 will give you a birthday cake avatar item. This isn't just a color swap between the suitors, there are actually some design elements that are different between them. Like there's a stack of what I assume are fondant books on Chevalier's, Yves's cake has cat ears and a tail, things like that. And everyone rank 200 and above will get them, but if you are #1, #2, or #3, your cake will be slightly special in that it'll say your place on it for bragging rights, like so:

Here is a full summary of the special rewards that come with ranking (not including the regular ranking rewards like diamonds, gacha tickets, or gold):

And that should be it! In case anyone has any better advice about how to do party events, please do say so! And if anyone has any questions or if anything is confusing here, I'd be happy to clarify!

#ikemen prince

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jikangairodo · 4 months

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character info sheet

name: 七海建人 Nanami Kento

name meaning: Nanami's surname contains the kanji for "seven" (七 nana) and "sea" (海 mi), and his first name contains "to build, to establish" (建 ken) and "person" (人 to) ty wiki

alias: 7:3 Sorcerer, Nanamin

ethnicity: Japanese, maternal grandfather is Danish

(under the cut because its a lot of waffling)

picture/icon you like best of your character: this entire page is fire tbh. the fwish fwish. the ratio technique. the undercut.

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ :

nanami runs hot. he is always warm to the touch. his metabolism is stupidly fast. he eats a lot, burns it all off and then is hungry again within 2 hours. its the muscle mass ok. because of this, he gets sweaty quickly (i know this is v unsexy of him. he showers twice a day at least, i promise) that's why the blazer and tie is first to go when things get serious

he sleeps like he's dead. nothing will wake him except his very loud and obnoxious alarm or vigorous shaking. he has also mastered the art falling asleep anywhere at any time; sitting up, leaning on something, on the floor. you name it, he can sleep on it. one minute you're having a conversation, the next he's balling up his blazer into a makeshift pillow, the next he's passed out. im sorry to all the faculty staff who have had to witness him laying around on furniture seemingly unresponsive ajfhkjagh

he will go into overtime after 8 continuous hours of work. it doesn't matter if the working day starts at 6am or 1pm. starting at 6am will trigger his binding pact at 2pm. starting at 1pm will trigger it at 9pm. getting ready for the day doesn't count as work, it only starts when he's officially on duty. so when he steps into jujutsu high, or when he arrives on location. lunches and breaks do not detract from his accumulated hours but if he spends the whole time messing around, he won't go into overtime at all. its about the mindset.

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ :

cooking. someone has to feed the beast that is his stomach. he's a v good cook and can rustle up something decent from whatever he finds in the kitchen. he finds it relaxing as well. there's something special about transforming a random assortment of veg and meat into something palatable. his parents raised him on both japanese & danish cuisine so he is equally fond of putting together a smørrebrød as he is a sammich

he likes watching movies, documentaries, cooking programs. generally he'll leave the tv on while puttering around because white noise. he'll always come back to the couch with snacks/ beer and carry on watching tv like he never left. he wont even ask what he missed. despite wanting to, he never has the mental capacity to pick up a book and read at the end of the day

getting wasted, sloshed, tipsy, hammered

sɪx ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇs / ʟᴏᴠᴇs :

in the main timeline his people are shoko, gojo, yuuji, ino & haibara. that being said, he will lay down his life for literally every student and colleague. he is mad at geto for all this shit so he is deliberately excluding him from this list, even though geto was his 2nd fave upperclassman as a student. shoko is in first place. gojo is always dead last.

ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛs :

haibara's death

leaving Jujutsu high/ coming back (?)

ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs :

nanami genuinely has no real phobias. he will put spiders outside. he will check if there's strange noises, he will sit in a darkened room with no windows np he is just unshakeable like that

people around him dying is probably it. the only true fear he has.

tagged by: @impishsensei (hearteyes u)

tagging: @cloistress, @vessuna, @10shadowd (because u 2 are a set) @pontevoix (for any jjk muse. do u regret being mutuals yet) @eveningbluemoon, @visioncursed (im sry for throwing so much at u omg)

#[dash games]#[ headcanon ]#the typing just #wouldn't stop #as always #srry for tagging people #who have already been tagged #you are under no obligation #to do this

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issdisgrace · 2 years

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OFF DAY

WARNINGS: Fluff, talks of overstimulation, Diego’s stutter

“D, honey, where are you?”

“Bedroom.” His voice sounded off. Curiously, I walk into the bedroom, seeing Diego face first in the middle of the bed.

“What happened?”

“How did you know?” He says, lifting his head to look at me. Taking in his face, I notice his eyes are slightly puffy. Whatever happened was clearly bad enough to make him cry.

“I’m your husband. I’m supposed to know these things. So up with it, it clearly bothered you enough to cry.” I say, sitting next to him.

“I-I--.”

“Take your time. No need to rush.” I say as he moves so his head is in my lap. Playing with his hair, I feel him relax.

“I-Its b-been too much today. V-Viktor and A-Allison were fighting. Luther was being really w-weird. I-I j-ust d-didn’t like it at all, and Klaus was being way too loud. Five was being five. Which was amazing because everything other than you and him has been off today. B-but that’s not all the stuff that went w-wrong. I had to rummage through our closet for an h-hour to find clothes that felt right and didn’t feel gross. I got coffee from the coffee shop down the street and the coffee tasted weird today, which was really disappointing. B-but what really threw things off was that you had to work today and you don’t normally work Saturdays.”

“Aww, I’m sorry, honey. Let me make up for the bad day, alright.”

“Ok.” Leaning down, I give him a kiss on the head.

“Let me get changed, then we can cuddle and watch Terminator. How does that sound?”

“L-Lovely.”

“Good.” Gently moving him off of me, I get up. Walking to the closet, I pick out a pair of black sweatpants. Slipping out of my work clothes, I quickly change and then make my way to the kitchen. Rummaging through the cupboards, I find a bag of microwavable popcorn. Putting the popcorn in the microwave, I set it for 3 minutes. Leaning against the counter, Diego walks out of the bedroom. I open my arms as he walks towards me. Once within my reach, I gently pull him in. I place my head on top of his, kissing the crown off his head.

“I love you, D.”

“I love you too.” Silence falling between us as we stand there. The only thing to break us from our serenity was the beeping of the microwave. We stay in each other’s arms for another minute before we pull away from one another. Walking over to the microwave, I grab the bag from it.

“Alright baby, let’s head to bed.” I walk to the bedroom with Diego in foot. Setting the popcorn on the nightstand, I pull back the blankets. Getting in, Diego joins me, pulling the blankets up. I then grab the popcorn and the remote. I press play on the movie while Diego opens the bag of popcorn. Cuddling with Diego, we eat the popcorn and watch Terminator for the 2nd time this week. I don’t mind it as long as Diego is happy and by the time the credits roll, Diego is sound asleep. A light smile drawn on his face. God, I love him so much.

#diego hargreeves #the umbrella academy #diego hargreeves x male reader #diego hargreeves x reader #the umbrella academy x male reader #the umbrella academy x reader

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stephanie-love · 3 months

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Weekend long gangbang part 2

Some of you wanted more details from my husband's "pump and dump" party mentioned in my last post

Some of the more memorable things from that gangbang.

- one Guy came over 3 to 4 times a day. He’d come over before work, during his lunch, after work before he went home to his wife, when he had to “run to the store” to get somethin for his wife, and later at night after his wife was asleep.

-Another neighbor stopped by and I blew him. He wasn’t that big but had some serious girth.

- biggest cocks I took during that party was a young black man who had a 10 inch average girth cock and destroyed my holes, an older white man who had a 6 inch cock but I tell you this thing was thicker then it was long, lol. He was at least the size of a pringles can that one was painful but luckily he came after my pussy was pretty stretched out from multiple cocks , and there was another guy who was definitely the biggest of them all he was a young white guy. He was about 12 inches and had some pretty decent girth.

- shortest fuck of that party lasted less then a minute. He came in hard already and while I was preoccupied with a cock in all three holes at the time he jerked and when the three the guys he stepped up and skull fucked me and busted within a minute down my throat

- longest fuck of the party lasted well over an hour. And several positions as I pleased other men while he raveged my pussy.

- I got spit roasted several times during the party most memorable was a couple of guys who came together and spit roasted me and gave me my first double penetration of the weekend.

- had one guy who loved cum so he hung out with us the 2nd day and sucked the cum out of my ass or pussy anytime a load was deposited and licked it off of me anytime a guy would finish on me

- one guy was into outdoor stuff so he asked if we could go outside to the back yard. We got dressed. Hubby and the neighbor stayed in the house to entertain people if they showed up and we went by the trees and he bent me over and fucked me right there. That's when my other neighbor saw us and waved and ended up comin over as I braced myself against him and sucked his cock while I was being fucked.

- couple of guys asked to take pics and videos which I did not allow.

- had several guys show up from word of mouth, most were turned away as they couldn’t provide a recent std test but a couple had proof in there wallets and were allowed in

- As a guy was fucking me I asked for a timeout cuz I had to piss and he said he likes to drink piss so I stood up and he got down on his knees. And I spread my puusy with two fingers and I pissed down his throat.

-that’s all I can remmber at the moment

Stephanie Sinnz 💋

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blackwolfstabs · 7 months

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30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 9

ANGEL

Tara is done with studying for the night and requires Chad's undivided attention.

“It’s maybe embarrassing how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

“Yeah, you should’ve done that a lot sooner.”

“I know.”

“But you could also do it a lot more times.”

It was the subtle gestures that led up to that moment. Neither of them realized it, until they both lost the ones that kept them from each other. Liv and Amber had them leashed and microchipped, grooming them to be their one and only. But a lot had happened since that night. September 23, 2022: the night that everything started to fall apart. However, once everything was said and done, things started to change. The grieving process came and went, and eventually, Tara and Chad had to move on. Sometimes, the memories hung around, but most of the time, their focus was moving forward and not looking back.

Many people would sit back and say that Chad saw Tara as ‘second-rate’ or that she was ‘the only option because survivors had to stick together’. But that wasn’t true. He had always been fond of her, he just never had the chance to act on it among Wes’s and Amber’s quarrel for her heart. It had pushed him out of sight, and therefore, he accepted it and searched for someone else. But he never fully lost his feelings for her, even if they had become small.

In fact, it wasn’t just him that knew it. His mother knew it too, and she told him so. He had liked Tara from the start. She had been the one to go get help when he got hurt during recess in 1st grade and stopped by the nurse’s office to check on him before she went home. Martha said he had come home from school that day and told her:

“I’ve met my angel, Mom.”

She never forgot that. And now, whenever she’d remind him, he knew that it was true. Tara was nothing he had ever known, and as much as they bickered with and teased each other, he didn’t know what he would do without her. Since the Ghostface murders of 2022, they had become close, and after the ones in 2023, they were officially an item.

She looked so much like a lady, but she was so much like a child. A devil when she held him close, an angel when she smiled. Tara was Chad’s angel. Even on her worst days, she healed him. Even on her worst nights, she was beautiful. It just took him a while to find her… to truly find her.

Now, it was October of 2024, almost marking a year after their 2nd death-cheat. However, it had been 2 years since they reserved their feelings for each other.

They fell in love in October.

October of 2023. Except, now in 2024, this 3rd time proved to be the charm, for there had been no return of Ghostface. Finally, there was rest for the reckless who’d run into love…

It was raining, the visual outside the drenched windows holding a silver film from the current downpour. Apartment 315 of Hortense Tower was quiet, much more quiet than usual, the only noise coming from the rain and soft volume of the television, where Chad was glued to some sort of endless duel on the Xbox. Every now and then, he’d make a hushed comment that was most commonly a curse word or two from not moving quick enough or taking a serious blow. Behind him, Tara sat at the table, leaning her head against her hand as she stared at the same law textbook she’d been studying for 3 hours.

Her head hurt, she was exhausted, and she was finally on her last page of the reading she was assigned, which made the pounding and weariness come off a little less strong.

And within the next couple of minutes, she was done. Sure, she may have simply read the last few paragraphs, instead of understanding them, but at least she could say she got through every page. She picked up her phone that was placed face-down beside her to check the time.

9:39 PM.

Yeah, she should’ve quit homework for the night a long time ago. Night time was Tara Time, according to herself. It was the only time where she couldn’t be bothered by anything or anyone, because well… duh, it was night time. And tonight, she wanted to spend it in the company of someone else—the only other person in the apartment right now.

Tara shut her text book and left the table, making her way to the couch to sit down next to Chad, who didn’t notice her until she did so.

He barely glanced over, before he paused his game and made an effort to look at her. “You done?”

She nodded, “Yep.” Before he could say anything else, she invited herself into his lap, facing him while her knees straddled him in place. “Now, give me attention,” she demanded as she draped her arms over his shoulders.

He chuckled, “Uh, how about a ‘please’?” He moved his arms around her small waist, crossing his wrists to keep hold on his controller. Her eyes, though tired, held the same warm glow that made them unique. One of the many things he loved about her.

“Oh, come on, are you really gonna make me beg?” she replied, tilting her head in that infamous way.

“Mm-hmm.”

Tara huffed. “Turn off the Xbox first,” she nodded backwards to the television, “‘cause I’m only gonna say it once.” He obliged and tossed the controller on the seat cushion next to him, before meeting her gaze. And she gave what he wanted, “Please. I require attention,” with her own twist, of course. “Preferably yours. Preferably undivided. Preferably now.”

The smirk that she was pulling never failed to get to Chad. There was something about its mischievous hint and attractive aura that complimented her big, brown eyes so well, it made her a work of art. Not to mention the dimple he always caught on her right cheek made her shine even brighter. “My undivided attention…” He played like he had to give the idea some thought, glancing around with a musing brow, “Hmm…” Then, he nodded. “I think I can manage that.”

She giggled and pulled him into a well-needed kiss. She had him so close that her chest met his, when he leaned into her lead. Her elbows bent to hold him in place, while his hands slid up her back to keep her as well.

When they parted, they stayed close, their foreheads touching as their eyes met.

“Is this the kind of attention you’re looking for?” Chad whispered. Tara blinked at him as he retreated his hands to hold her sides.

“I just want you,” she answered in the same tone.

He hummed in response and gave her lips a quick peck. “Like that?”

Her face flushed pink. “More.”

He kissed her left cheek. “How about now?”

She shook her head, “More than that.” Her smirk grew into a beautiful smile.

This led him to give her another peck on the lips, then stick an exceptionally admirable one on her dimple, which didn’t go away after they locked eyes again. If anything, it deepened as her pearlized teeth began to show through her grin. “Still not enough for you?” he quizzed with a light chuckle

She shook her head again, her playing-hard-to-get nature making her chuckle as well, “No.”

“Are you saying you’re needy?” Chad then teased, wrapping his arms around her back to pull her in a little closer. “Hmm?”

Tara didn’t falter, just raised her chin to challenge him. “Am I?” She raised an eyebrow in temptation, but was taken off-guard when he held her close to sprinkle quick, delicate kisses over her face, before trailing down her neck and even reaching her collar bone. She didn’t mind it at first, taking them as the attention she craved, but when his lips nipped at the soft skin shielding her left carotid artery, she started to cringe with a pitched noise. “Oka-hay, that tickles!” she openly shared, mindless to what other antics he may pull from his sleeve.

And of course, he had an overrun of what she bargained for. If she wanted to be such a dictator, she should be open to any and all kinds of attention. Her boyfriend halted his kissing but kept his lips close to her skin as he tested her. “Oh, really?” He locked her in place with his crossed arms around her small torso to mischievously handle her sides with his fingers. “Then this should fulfill your need for attention, right?”

Carpenter yelped as she released his neck to try and clamp her elbows in between his itching fingertips, already crumbling into laughter. “No-ho!” she protested, beginning to squirm a little from her failed attempt to block. “That’s not fa-ha-hair!”

“Yes, it is,” he retorted, his strength outdoing hers by far to leave her helpless in his embrace. “You wanted my attention!” He didn’t waste another moment to nuzzle his way into her neck to continue his obsessive kissing, earning a squeal from her.

His girlfriend cringed, the elevation of her shoulders mixed with her hands making an effort to push him away leaving the majority of her torso open to his mercy. And she felt him take advantage of it as one of his hands migrated up to tickle her underarm, while the other stretched to target the frontal surface of her stomach. “Nooo-ho-ho-aha-ha-ha! Chad, sta-ha-hap!” She was notorious for biting off more than she could chew, and she was the only one to blame, having invited herself into his hold for sensual captivation.

The sound of her laughter was the best sound he’d ever heard. It was healing, even amongst her spontaneous wriggling. She didn’t laugh very hard too often because of her asthma, but when she did, it was priceless. It was a reminder of every single thing that made him weak for her. She was an angel that had her wings clipped a million times before, but they always mended. She was a fighter, a survivor, an angel on earth. Beautiful, powerful, young, and a blessing.

Chad melted into Tara’s sweet scent as he continued to tease her, not intending to but happening to find the bare skin of her midriff beneath the loose fit of her pajama top. He heard her nearly shriek as her head went back to expose more of her throat, but he figured enough was enough for tonight. He knew she was tired, and this had probably taken up all the energy she had left. Plus, she had class tomorrow morning.

“Chad, plea-hease!” she begged around her guffaws, “You’re gonna ma-hake me pee!”

He obediently backed down, pulling away from her neck and repositioning his arms back to where they were initially supporting her. When he found her face, her skin was flushed red with tears formed at the corners of her eyes from the intensity of her laughter. “Has justice been served?” he teased, playing around with her studying to become a lawyer.

She was still panting, fading giggles coming through every now and then as she settled. She nodded, “Yeah… sure. Court is adjourned.”

He smiled at her, before delivering one last, loving kiss on her cheek. And right before he pulled away, she returned a kiss of her own to his jawline, then heaved a final recovery sigh.

When she felt his arms loosen around her back, she took it upon herself to shift positions, moving both of her legs to be on one side of him while she turned herself 90° to lower herself in a slouch and lean against his chest with her head on his clavicle. She reached behind her to grab the abandoned Xbox controller and turned the console on. “You can keep playing now,” she allowed, turning the controller over to him.

Chad took it in one hand and felt her nestle against him to make herself comfortable. “You don’t mind?”

“Mm-mm,” she answered, while shaking her head. “But I’m sitting here whether you like it or not.”

He reloaded his game and hooked his other arm around her to handle the controls. “Anything for you, Tara.”

And it was true. Anything for her…

His love. His life. His perfect.

His angel.

reeeeeeee literally wrote this as it came to me so pls don't judge me.

lowkey really pissed off with the fact that i can't post as consistently as i'd hoped for. #flop

special thanks to Luke Combs's "Beautiful Crazy", George Strait's "Baby Blue", RaeLynn's "Say", and Bryan Adams's "Nothing I've Ever Known" - these 4 songs had me during this prompt.

All my best! ♡ - parker

#scream #scream v #scream vi #tara carpenter #chad meeks martin #song inspired #30 day writing challenge #angel #AU: All My Heart

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soupbabe · 2 years

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I saw you did request's for the candyman and that being my hyperfixation rn

Daniel x transmasc surrealist music and art making reader, like reader is a guy of many talents and he uses them all differently! Idk i crave daniel x transmasc reader content you could just make it however you want and id be happy tbh

Candyman x Transmasc! Artist! Reader Headcanons

Dude I'm so excited to write for Daniel but also forgive me as this is the first time I'm writing for him <3

Warning: brief mention of blood

- No because imagine summoning him within your studio, being absolutely entranced by the legend

- As per usual, Daniel thought about killing you until he saw your paintings

- Literally had him in his own trance, he adores how dark and dreamlike your style is

- Art is something close to Daniel, he doesn't mind sparing a minute or two to observe yours

- He's seen many styles in his life, but the surrealist style calls to him

- As much as he needed to keep his legend alive, he spared you so you two could meet again

- Though it wasn't without word, he nicked your palm and spread some of your blood across a blank canvas, marking his promise to return

- And he would, multiple times

- After the 2nd meeting, he immediately knew you were his soulmate <3

- Though he lived and died in the 1800s, he's seen the evolution of man and identity

- Daniel absolutely sees your body as a piece of art itself <33

- He's such a big fan of physical touch, as long as you allow him to he'd let his cold hook and hand glide along your body

- He's so gentle !!

- With how smooth and calm his voice is, he'd use it to help you with T shots if needed

- It's so hard to be nervous around him !!

- Let him access your art supplies please he always has the need to capture your being in a painting

- It's even better if you let him paint you with your binder on or your scars showing !!

- If you can't/won't bind or get surgery, your chest is just as valid and handsome to him <33

- Hours upon hours painting, it'd be a crime to not draw every detail <3

#slasher x reader #daniel robitaille #daniel robitaille x reader #candyman 1992 #candyman #candyman x reader #candyman 1992 x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher horror #slasher blog #slasher content #slasher community

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colon-tf-colon · 1 year

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4 on pace runs today.

FOUR!!!

I haven't had pace like that for... well, for EVER.

1st run - kinda bullshit. No fire res from the bastion meant I had to play with a shield, got crap rates. I couldn't dig down too far in fear of lava (see "No fire res") - hence, missed stronghold. Dug down, 11 flat end enter, no PB.

2nd run - kinda bullshit. Fort first on a slow enter, no food (one stew) and had 3 zombie piglins to fuck my manhunt route. Terrain to 2nd portal was awful, and a lack of food meant I ran far in overworld for animals. Also, OBS bug meaning mega pause, but (removing the auto retime) still a 10s PB to 12:29

3rd run - The best pace run, and it started out with a bullshit 2x1 portal with no lava. Meaning I entered nether at 3:00.900 - With a good bastion + okay rates and good distance, 9:35 second portal, but of course the stronghold was at y=19. So didn't hit. -50s to digdown, died in stronghold.

4th run - Great entry at 1:49, spotted bastion close. Lava meant manhunt wasn't an option, and skeleton snipe meant 2.5HP no food.

A 4 MINUTE bastion split basically. (maybe 3:30) with no pigs, forced hunger reset... and I still cranked a 10:39 end enter from this, 1 eye ninb calculator, left on 5 rods to save pace. No perch.

What a day of pace. I WILL GET A RUN I'M PROUD OF.

most importantly though, i think I've proved I'm a pretty decent runner. 4 pacepals in about 4 hours, with 2 within 30m of each other. That makes me feel real good. ❤️ Sorry if today was hectic viewers; I am grateful for you guys being there :))

#fulhamrambles #mcsr #hbg #fulham

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amyisherenowitsokay · 11 months

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It was my intention on June 2nd to announce the official anticipated publication date of Re:MHNY2. As the release date is going to be July 2nd, the 11 year anniversary of the original MHNY2 release date. I was going to publish the cover with it for a fun little self-indulgent thing.

That didn’t happen because June 2nd, my beloved cat of 14 years was hospitalized. She has dropped within 3 weeks from 9.11lbs to 5.4lbs. A nasty bladder infection has turned into chronic kidney disease that will never completely disappear.

These past few days have been emotionally draining. It is so incredibly hard for me as a pet mom to this little princess, who led me through the sudden and traumatic death of my first cat, to look at this beautiful girl of mine and see her suffering. We will be finding out tonight if two days of heavy antibiotics and constant fluids has mattered enough.

This whole experience was made needlessly harder by the first pet hospital we took her to, vet B’s facility, deciding that even though my cat’s vet from facility A called ahead insisting she needed IMMEDIATE emergency care, that they didn’t like that we didn’t use vet B’s facility for the check-up, and that we needed to be punished for it. My mother sat for 4 hours, while this facility refused to give my cat any access to food, water, a litter box, or even temporary treatment because they couldn’t charge us the diagnostic fees, since all her labs were already done. I cannot describe how close I came to losing my mind on the disgusting, petty, snide tactics of that vet facility at the expense of my cat’s suffering. I am immensely grateful to my family for stepping up and finding a third facility, vet C, capable of offering overnight care while I swung between comforting my cat and dry-heaving hysteria when I was out of her sight. After what should’ve been a 45 minute drive, made 30 by my mother, my sweet girl was taken into the back in minutes, not hours, for treatment at vet C. We are going to pick her up this evening and discuss her condition.

I don’t know what tonight looks like for me, but I knew if we should hear the worst, that I will not be cognizant for days, at least, and didn’t want to delay the announcement, since I don’t know when I’d next feel up to making it.

Whatever you believe in, please find some way in your heart to pray for my cat. She’s a sweet girl. I cannot describe to you how good she is. All she ever wanted was for Mommy alone to hold her. I’m the only one who could pick her up without her crying and complaining. I tried to feed her wet food for 45 minutes at vet C’s facility during visiting hours yesterday. She kept ignoring the food to try and nuzzle me, or the popsicle stick I was using to smear food on her mouth, because she missed me. She likes tiny beanie babies, and the sound of the crinkling beans. She carried them around like kittens and never let her brother play with them. She didn’t have the energy yesterday to play, so I crinkled them for her by her head. I never wanted her to see me upset and had to take several breaks to compose myself out of view. She loves me so much that the one time I didn’t catch a tear in time, she tried to stand and follow me to comfort me. When she’s home, she likes to follow people into the bathroom and talks to them while they go. If we make scrambled eggs, she’ll ask for some just to hide in people’s shoes. She’s a sweet girl. She’s such a sweet girl. She just wants Mommy. I just want my cat to be okay. Please keep her in your thoughts.

#amyisherenowitsokay #personal #re:mhny2

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of-twilight-and-moonshadow · 1 year

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Never Should Have Let You Go - Adam Cole x Reader PART 2

Can we just take a moment to appreciate how adorable this man is? *.*

*clear throat* Anyhow– so here is part 2 of Reader x Adam Cole, Never Should’ve Let You Go. It’s more from Adam’s prospective/2nd/3rd POV.

Also, I legit work(Well-- WORKED) at a Dollar store, so I am/will be pulling from incidents that happen to me or ones I hear from other stores.

Fun times *eye roll*

Fun Fact: The Microroni story included actually happened. To me. I was sick a couple weeks back, doing a reset (moving shelf labels and product around) with a coworker and the Microwavable Beefaroni had to move a shelf down– and instead I said the Microroni needed to move. She about died laughing)

Also, I don’t know yet if one of these chapters will have a smut section. I’ve never written smut– but i’ve read it, so I know good vs bad smut. I just don’t know if I’m comfortable, yet, writing it. So for now, enjoy all the fluff you can handle.

Y/N/N = Your Nick Name Y/N = Your Name Y/E/C = Your Eye Color

TAG LIST- If you’d like to be added, let me know!

@blxxckheart @shedevil22 @wwequeenbeesblog @regalbanshee

Part 1 - Part 3 - Part 4

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2017 - EIGHT YEARS LATER

“—don’t understand why you have such a problem with it!” Adam exclaimed in exasperation, frowning to his girlfriend Britt,” Y/N/N never did—”

“There it is! Again!” Britt exclaimed back, scowling at him,” Everything—it’s always Y/N/N this, Y/N/N that! I’m not her, Adam!”

“I’m well aware, thanks!” Adam fired back angrily. All they seemed to do for several months now, was fight. It was the first time they saw each other in a month, and within five minutes they were already at each other’s throats.

“Maybe you should just give her a call if you are so concerned about her!”

“Her numbers been disconnected.”

Britt stood there, almost dumbfounded, before crossing her arms and giving a click of her tongue,” And there it is. You’ve already tried. Should’ve known.”

“Britt c’mon,” Adam sighed,” You know it’s not like—”

“Save it, Adam,” Britt shook her head,” I’m done being constantly compared to your high school sweetheart.” Turning, she walked away—ignoring Adam as he called out to her.

“Britt— Britt!” Balling up his fist in anger, Adam swung at the crate nearest him, hissing in pain as he hit the toughened plastic harder than he intended.

“Forget it, man,” he muttered under his breath, walking the opposite way that Britt had left. If she was done, then so be it; time to focus on the career again.

That was seven months ago. October had crept up on everyone- and Adam was rolling on the high of successfully debuting in NXT along with Kyle and Bobby. Sewing chaos back stage for the cameras—and searching for a decent apartment in the area—kept him busy enough. It was the day after filming their latest hijinks—all Adam wanted to do was rest a bit, but instead he found himself at a local Dollar store, picking up items he needed for the apartment. He didn’t expect the small store to have everything it did—but here he was quickly filling a cart. Kyle and Bobby had got roped into tagging along—and the three were just having a blast, cracking jokes at certain things or memories that came up.

“Remember when you were so tired that one night—you were combining every word you said?” Bobby laughed, causing Kyle to groan.

“Come on man, I was up for almost 45 hours.”

“Beefaroni and Microwavable— what was it again, Adam?”

“Microroni,” Adam laughed,” What was even better was that the Macaroni was right beside him too!”

“I hate you guys,” Kyle rolled his eyes, walking off towards the end of the aisle on his own.

“Oh, come on, kid—all in good fun,” Bobby chuckled. Adam looked up briefly from the coffee to see where Kyle was at, glancing back to the coffee tins. Quickly, he done a double take—his head snapping back towards Kyle’s direction, blue eyes widening slightly.

“No…” he whispered.

“You good?” Bobby asked, noticing his friends state of shock. Wordlessly, Adam left his cart where it was and walked down to Kyle’s location, carefully peering out from the end of the aisle.

Five aisles down, focusing on a display she had to set was the one person Adam never thought he would see again. The one person that stole his heart ten years ago. The one person he was still in love with.

“Y/N/N…” he breathed, swallowing the lump in his throat—unaware that Bobby and Kyle were standing right beside him, looking in the same direction.

“S’up man? You know her?” Kyle asked.

“T-that’s Y/N/N…”

“Y/N/N? W—” Kyle started, before stopping as his eyes widened in surprise,” Wait—Y/N Y/N/N? Your girlfriend from high school?”

The words escaped him, so all Adam could do was nod once.

“She’s more beautiful than I remember…”

“Go talk to her,” Bobby ushered, nodding his head in Y/N’s direction as she focused on the numerous papers and shelves.

“Nah, nah—I—I can’t.”

“Why not?” Kyle questioned, confusion evident in both his expression and voice.

“Wh— It’s been eight years!” Adam exclaimed, before glancing back over his shoulder real quick. Seemingly being unheard by Y/N, he lowered his voice as he continued with sadness,” She’s probably moved on.”

“You don’t know that,” Bobby told his long-time friend,” Let me just give you one piece of advice— Adam. You listening, man?”

Kyle and Bobby watched in mild amusement as Adam leaned carefully around the corner of the aisle, peering out from the canned goods.

“She always done that—scrunched her face like that? Something’s not adding up—she’s trying to figure out why,” Adam recalled, watching with a ghost of a smile on his face.

“I don’t think he’s listening,” Kyle chuckled to Bobby, who gave a nod of agreeance.

“Y/N—I need you up front.” A voice rang through the walkie on her hip, causing her to sigh softly as she put down her papers.

“I’ll be right there.”

She disappeared into another aisle—and almost without thought, Adam snuck after her.

“I’ll grab the cart,” Kyle smirked, as he and Bobby followed along behind their friend in a non-suspicious behavior. They caught up to Adam, who was watching from behind the Pepsi display, as Y/N seemed to be explaining something to a customer. Her voice floated just far enough that they heard what was being discussed.

“—not on sale. The sign states exactly what’s half off—spring items, planters, seeds. This is a harvest for the Fall.”

“But it was back there with the clearance! I want it for that price!”

“I’m sorry, m’am, but I’m not going to price override it. The signs clearly state—”

“I want to speak to the manager!”

“M’am—”

“Manager! I want to speak with them—not you! You clearly don’t know what you’re doing! Your manager will know about this!”

The three men saw Y/N seemingly take a deep breath and Adam gave a small smirk.

“Deep breath, chewing on the bottom lip— and— and— there it is. Arms crossed in front of her. She’s trying to keep her cool, to remain calm. She’s yelling on the inside—chewing the lady apart.”

“M’am—I—”

“No! Manager—right now!” the customer demanded, crossing her arms and glaring at Y/N.

“Sure, let me go get her.”

They watch as she disappears down the registers towards a room in the corner, closing the door behind her.

“She’s losing her job over this! Mark my words!”

Adam watches in baited breath, before the door opens again and Y/N walks back towards the registers—a huge smile plastered on her face.

“She’s got something up her sleeve.”

“Hello! I’m the store manager, Y/N,”she said, pointing to her name badge,” How can I help you today?”

“You are not! Don’t lie to me! Get your manager out here right now!”

“M’am—”

“—can’t believe you! I will have your job for this! Get the manager out—”

“I’m going to ask you to leave,” Y/N said, talking over the customer,” And if you don’t leave, I will call the police.”

“You bitch! You think you can do this to me?! Do you have any idea who—”

“Get out and never come back to my store,” Y/N told her, raising her voice, as she pointed to the doors.

The customer let out a shriek of indignance, before stomping her way out of the store.

“If she comes back in here, let me know—okay?” The cashier gave a nod- before Y/N looked to the few customers that were in the line.

“Thank you all for being patient.” Walking away from the register, Adam watched as she disappeared back down an aisle to the project she left previously.

“She’s…” Adam whispered, barely loud enough that Kyle and Bobby heard.

“Do you see them?” Kyle asked, leaning back towards the older man, as Adam looked over at them in confusion.

“You mean the little hearts in his eyes? Yeah—I see ‘em.”

“Shut up,” Adam scoffed, a slight blush tinting his cheeks.

“Look, man. While I’ve got your attention,” Bobby said,” I’ve got one piece of advice for you—and it’s all I’ll say. If you don’t go up to her, talk to her—and leave here today, never coming back—you’ll always wonder. What if? What if she is single? What if she’s been waiting for you? What if—she still loves you as much as you love her? Would you be able to live with yourself knowing you didn’t take the chance?”

Could he?

Adam contemplated it for a few moments, crossing his arms in front of him and softly nibbling on his thumbnail, staring off into space. His baby blues glossed over momentarily as memories from ten years ago replayed in his head.

Seeing Y/N in the hallways at school and always thinking she would never be interested in him.

Being surprised, when one day after school, a group of them decided to play tackle football—and she was one of the few girls who joined. Adam remembered the surprise he felt—when, as he was getting ready to pass the football to a teammate, and she came out of nowhere and tackled him with her full bodyweight. The sudden impact had caused him to fall over into the mud—the ball slipping from his hands. After the initial shock was over, a slight flutter of happiness traveled through him when he found she was straddled over his waist, her arms covered in mud—some streaks of brown on her face. In that moment, he saw her beauty—her true beauty. After a slight awkward shuffling off one another and standing up, he tossed her a small smile to which she had returned with a shy smile of her own.

Their first date had gone completely wrong—but in the end, was probably the best first date that could’ve happened. The original plans had been going to the local diner a couple blocks away- but the weather had different plans. After being soaked within a minute of being outside, the two spent hours playing video games—and Y/N didn’t go home until almost one in the morning.

Their first kiss happened out of the blue—outside in the cold Pennsylvania winter. A simple snowman had turned into an all-out snowball fight. Before either one knew it, they were rolling around in the cold snow, both laughing up a storm- until they came to a stop, Adam slightly leaning over Y/N. Both were red in the face from the cold but smiling despite it. His eyes briefly flickered to her lips, before looking her in the eyes once more—hesitantly leaning down. It was soft and almost uncertain—but both couldn’t ignore the fireworks that they felt.

“—match against Roddy next week. Be just like old times,” Bobby was saying, as Adam came back to earth. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he knew what he had to do.

It was now or never.

Kyle and Bobby watched quietly as their close friend walked down the aisle, heading to where Y/N worked. As he neared her, Adam peered around the corner cautiously, watching for just a moment longer.

“If this goes to Hell—I just… I need one last, good look at her…”

As he worked up the courage to step around, he saw the metal shelf she had just put up slip out of its place and fall to the floor with a loud clatter- as she let out a groan of annoyance.

“Seriously—work with me here, come on,” Y/N muttered, as she bent down to pick it up.

“Need a hand with that, princess?”

Adam saw her freeze in place, before she slowly straightened back up; her e/c gaze meeting his baby blues. He gave her a shy smile—tentative and uncertain—as he swallowed the lump in his throat once again.

Why did this girl always make him so nervous? Even ten years later, he still felt like that 16-year-old boy in high school, watching her from afar.

“A-Adam?”

#wwe #world wrestling entertainment #Adam Cole #Adam x Reader #Part 2 #imagine #reader insert #fanfiction #NXT

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aspendeeznuts · 9 months

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guuuuyyyyyyysssssss

`{ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐀𝐔 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 }`

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[ Insert name here ]```

{ Inspired by https://literallyglitchn.tumblr.com/?source=share 's Sanders sides Ghost AU and SCP }

**{Disclaimer, I am not actually looking for any unclaimed scp numbers, I'm just putting certain numbers in, so don't be concerned about it already being taken.}**

`{ SCP'S }`

> SCP 220

- Also known as Byakuya togami

- He's tall blonde with a rather normal look to him.

- 220 comes with the ability to make your nightmares and/or phobias come alive within minutes.

- 220 isn't safe. Keep contained at all costs and **"don't*** make eye contact.

> SCP 1415

- Also known as Makoto Naegi

- Medium brunette, looks human. Like most of the others.

- 1415 is a safe SCP

- he's able to make anyone that Makes eye contact or touch, optimistic for 24 hours. No bad thoughts whatsoever.

- Keep contained.

> SCP 1521131

- Also known as Kokichi Ouma

- He's a short purpled hair teenager with a mask attached to his hair, as if it was a piece of flesh.

- If 1521131 sees you as danger, or simply want to play around. He will send deck of cards at the individual. Along with making ink blobs of people with the same mask as him.

- 1521131 is not safe. Keep contained.

`{ Employees. }`

> Junko enoshima = Manager

> Mukuro Ikusaba = 2nd in charge

> Sonia Nevermind = Researcher 1

> Rantaro Amami = Researcher 2

> Nagito Komeada = Researcher 3

> Kazuichi Souda = Researcher 4

> Sakura Ogami = Guard 1

> Gundham Tanaka = Gaurd 2

`{Things may change}`

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{ Junko met a man, a man that soon became a monster due to her own actions. Enoshima brought in the man into her house, before she made the foundation, and handed him a serum. The man quickly drank it, seeing that he was dehydrated that day. Enoshima offered the man a room in her house, the man taking thr offer and staying the night.

The next day, the man quickly grew into a monster. Non-human. He's known as ____, being the first SCP junko recruited.

She kept her doings a secret, even to her own sister. Continuing to make these monstrosities just for the researchers to learn more, tell enoshima, and Junko making more.

____ is not aware of her actions, thinking he was the weird one, and his entire fault for the monsters appearing. Choosing more to stay away from everyone, in order to try and stop whatever is going on.

Choosing to hurt the researchers and gaurds if needed. }```

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HIYAAA, this is me, IM SO HAPPY YOU WANT TO BE MOOTS WITH ME AS WELL, so far ive finsihed most of my assignments I just a few that take a little more longer and so much more effort but after that im so taking a big break.

so true though, ive been a ghost user since I joined and that was like 2020 I totally saw the rise and the fandom of the superwholock era but I never really joined in on it as I haven't watched those shows so Tumblr was like an app that was there but I wasn't using it every hour of the day as I am now, it has now become my favourite escape from reality other than sleeping (and even that could use some improvement like lucid dreaming or maybe even shifting) >_< so ive just been a consumer on here until I see like blogs that drop posts within a minute and the next day it has more than like 10,000 notes (WHICH they soo deserve bc damn they write so majestically) and I was like man I would die if even one person liked my posts and liked what I wrote, I cant even imagine how I would react to 100 let alone 10,000. like I think I would sob. and the way blogs write their posts, you can tell they put their whole mind and soul and everything into it, its so beautiful. so this community really ignited my previously dead passion for writing and I love it for that.

I have no experience in working but I think I might have to start soon since my situation sort of demands it so I have no idea what its like but I can only imagine changing 100% of a campaign is more than stressful, I hope it goes well for you and you get more free time to yourself.

also I noticed you said mother language, i'm actually curious, what's your mother language?

also side note: I was rereading your sukuna body and soul fic (for like the nth time bc I cant get enough of it) and I was so shocked bc like I LOATHE sukuna after like everything he did ARGH I cant express how much I hate him but omg that fic, mmmh, it hit different because my hatred for him, boom, somehow became nonexistent and im daydreaming about being the reincarnated lover of this epitome of evil man. im literally catching feelings that's how good it was.

i really enjoyed your reply and I appreciate you taking the time to talk to me, its honestly the first time im having interactions other than likes on here. and im so glad that I get to be mutuals with you.

hope you're doing well, >>>>3333

euorian.

I'm so happy to finally meet you, boo! <3

I hope you can finish your assignments asap and enjoy the New Year's and also a good break!!

I actually watched 2/3 of superwholock so it was... an experience!! I also get so happy when I see authors with that many notes because I know how they put their hearts into their writing and they totally deserve it. and they're doing it FOR FREE, it's kinda insane especially when we read some shakespearian level kinda thing.

and I can tell you even one interaction makes a big difference, people like you -- taking a bit of your time to write a little something -- supporting us mean the world. so, thank you again. and I assure you I'll be there to support you as well with your writing ^_^

and AHHHHHHHHH I'm so glad you liked my sukuna!!! I'm gonna tell ya I'm NOT a sukuna girlie lol. gojo is my fav jjk character (toji and megumi fight for 2nd place). BUT I think sukuna is a great villain, he's hot af and I mean-- I WOULD. and the idea of that big bad monster, the king of curses, being obsessed with a woman? A SIMP? IM DOWN.

definitely gonna write more about him.

my mother language is portuguese !!!

you can always talk to me, send me DMs, whatever u want! again, its nice to meet you, euorian. <3

#askaway #euorian 🖤#body and soul

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I'm posting this information separate from the rant I just went on so hopefully this data gets out there

In 2021, Netflix (US) had over 6,000 titles in their library. If I am generous with my numbers let's say 4,000 are movies and set every runtime as 1hr. 45min. And then assume that the 2,000 TV shows are all single seasons with 10, hour long episodes each

That is 27,000 hours of content on Netflix alone

That is is 3 years, 4 weeks, and 2 days of straight content on 1 single service alone (math was done through a time calculator on calculatorsoup.com)

That is insane

If I was even more generous to Netflix and kept that the shows were all 1 season with 10, 1 hour long episodes, but made only 1,000 of the 6,000 listed titles TV shows and lowered movie runtimes to 1hr. 30min. It would still be 17500 total hours of content, equal to 1 year, 11 months, 4 weeks, 1 day, and 4 hours of straight content

To add some further prospective on this, I'm going to use Critical Role. Critical Role is not on Netflix, is technically an individual show and thus would completely add to the above data with no overlap (so like if I took the number of titles on the other streaming services and did what I did above and just added to that number, it would be difficult to account for duplicate titles within them, Critical Role is just a single show that would add time to how much content you could watch before having no choice but to watch something new, and would show the extreme saturation in the market for movies and TV shows that proves Netflix doesn't need to be cranking out so much content)

According to what I can pull up from critrolestats.com they have the runtimes for the Core series, core series+other, list the times separated for Tal'Dorei, Wildemount, Marquet, ExU, and one shots that are further broken down into gameplay time, and time for the 1st and 2nd half. I will simply use the Gameplay time but will give both core alone and core+other

The Core Series Gameplay time is 945 hours, 52 minutes, and 39 seconds

The Core Series + Other Gameplay time is 1138 hours, 47 minutes, and 25 seconds

For those of you who don't know about Critical Role, the information you need for this is that they release episodes that are generally 4+ hours long, they have had 3 campaigns on top of spinoffs and such, typically there are 3 episodes released a month (On Thursdays). It is a massive undertaking to go through and watch (or, heaven forbid, rewatch)

With these numbers I can determine that Critical Role would provide 39 days, 9 hours, 52 minutes, and 39 seconds of straight content from the core series alone

The Core Series + Other would provide 47 days, 10 hours, 47 minutes, and 25 seconds of straight content

That is so much content from 1 single additional show, but let's also take this one final step further. For this part I will only use the hours and will round down no matter what so it remains underestimated not overestimate. People talk about Critical Role being prohibitively long, but Critical Role's is the equivalent of about 3.5-4.2% of the length of the total amount of content on Netflix from the first generous data set and still only about 5.4-6.5% of the total amount of content available on Netflix

These numbers appall me and I am going to take it a step further AGAIN. Let's say you work a full-time (9 hour days (Includes 1 hour lunches), 5 days a week) job. I will be generous and say you live close to work and thus have no commute factored in but will not say you watch TV during your lunch or before work at all. I will be generous again and say you only sleep 6 hours a night and that eating, personal care, etc that can't be/isn't done while at work or sleeping takes up 1 hour of time hour of time, during which TV also isn't watched. That leaves 8 hours a day 5 days a week you could be watching TV, with an additional (for the weekends I will say you sleep 7 hours, have 2 hours of other time you are not watching TV during) 30 hours of TV time on the weekend, for a total of 70 hours of TV a week

That would mean it would take you over 385 weeks (Over 7 years) to finish all of Netflix's content under the first conditions and still 250 weeks (Over 4 years) under the second set of conditions

I watch way more TV than most people since I'm disabled and home all day. If I was a bit overly generous let's say I watch TV 13 hours a day, which is 91 hours of TV a week, it would still take me over 296 weeks (Over 5 years) with the first set or 192 weeks (Over 3 years) to watch all of Netflix's content without repeats

That is 1 service and is incredibly generous with the numbers. Other services along with normal movies and TV shows not on a streaming service would only bring these numbers up even higher

That is too much content

The entertainment industry is becoming bloated with content (a lot of it being poor to medium quality) because they've completely lost touch with their point. It has become a cash grab instead of listening to audiences and consumers and creating content that people believe in and/or enjoy. The plot has been both literally and figuratively lost as Netflix and other companies continue to throw shit at us (most of which we either don't care about or was poorly done or doesn't actually work/make sense) and expect us to thank them and ask for more when the reality is we are begging them to stop

#Netflix #data #streaming #streaming services

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