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#The Gossip Hour (dash commentary)
grimgrinnr · 8 months
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" I for one consider Charlie's victory a victory for me as well. Couldn't let those rodents get too uppity, now could we? "
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vixlenxe · 1 year
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The girls are gushing/gossiping your honor
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bebe-writes-stuff · 9 days
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Kazutora x Y/n smut
--TWO SMUTS IN ONE DAY??? crazy ik, we on a grind ho--
--bitchhh I can't write smut It makes me so embarrassed istg I PHYSICALLY CANT DO IT HELP MEEE----
The evening air was cool at Musashi Shrine, the tranquility punctuated by the rustling of leaves and the distant hum of city life. Kazutora sat on the shrine steps, his shoulders slumped, eyes reflecting the turmoil inside him. Y/n watched him quietly, her heart heavy with concern. The gang meeting had ended hours ago, but Kazutora lingered, reluctant to face the chaos of his home life.
Kazutora sighed deeply, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "I just don't want to go home, Y/n. I can't deal with my family right now."
Y/n's eyes softened with empathy as she moved closer, her hand gently touching his arm. "I get it, Kazutora. I know." She paused, a thoughtful look crossing her face as an idea formed. "Why don't you stay with me tonight? My parents are out of the city for the next three days, and I'm all alone."
Kazutora's eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and gratitude washing over him. "Are you sure? I don't want to impose."
"Of course, I'm sure!" Y/n grinned, playfully nudging him with her shoulder. "Come on, it'll be fun. We can have a mini sleepover."
Kazutora chuckled, the tension in his shoulders easing a bit. "Alright, if you insist."
The walk to Y/n's house was filled with light banter, the weight of Kazutora's troubles momentarily lifting. As they stepped inside, Y/n's excitement was palpable. She dashed to the kitchen, grabbing an assortment of snacks before leading Kazutora to her room.
"Make yourself comfortable," she said, spreading the snacks out on her bed and turning on the TV. "I've got all the good shows lined up."
Kazutora couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm. "You're really going all out, huh?"
"Absolutely," Y/n replied, plopping down beside him and popping open a bag of chips. "Oh, and I got you some PJs from my dad's closet. They should fit you."
Kazutora took the offered pajamas with a grateful nod. "Thanks, Y/n. You're the best."
Y/n beamed. "I know," she teased, sticking her tongue out playfully. "Now, let's get comfy and enjoy the night."
After changing into the pajamas, Kazutora joined Y/n on the bed, feeling more relaxed than he had in a long time. They watched TV, laughing at the absurdity of the show they had picked. Y/n's lighthearted commentary had Kazutora in stitches, his laughter filling the room.
"I can't believe you find this so funny," Kazutora said between chuckles. "You're ridiculous."
"It's called having a good sense of humor," Y/n retorted
As the night went on, Y/n pulled out her skincare routine, explaining each step with an endearing seriousness. Kazutora listened intently, his heart swelling at her genuine care and attention.
"First, we cleanse," she said, holding up a bottle of face wash. "You gotta get rid of all the dirt and grime from the day."
Kazutora followed her lead, mimicking her movements. "You really know your stuff, huh?"
"Of course! Skincare is important," Y/n replied with a wink. "Next, we tone. This helps to balance your skin's pH."
Kazutora nodded, fascinated by her dedication. "You're really something else, Y/n."
She grinned, a hint of a blush coloring her cheeks. "I just want you to feel good, Kazutora."
By the time they finished, Kazutora felt a strange mix of calm and elation. Turning off the TV, Y/n flopped back onto the bed, a content sigh escaping her lips. Kazutora joined her, and they started gossiping about random things, their laughter filling the room once more.
As they chatted, they involuntarily edged closer, the space between them shrinking. At one point, Kazutora's gaze lingered on Y/n's lips, a thought forming in his mind.
"Y/n," he began hesitantly, his voice soft. "Can I ask you something?"
Y/n turned to him, curiosity shining in her eyes. "What's up?"
Kazutora took a deep breath, his heart pounding. "Can I kiss you?"
A surprised look crossed Y/n's face, followed by a shy smile. "Yeah, you can."
He leaned in slowly, their lips meeting in a gentle, tentative kiss. The simplicity of it made Y/n's heart flutter. What started as a sweet kiss quickly deepened, the intensity growing between them. Kazutora's hand cupped Y/n's cheek, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
As their kisses grew more fervent, they found themselves entangled, bodies pressing closer together. Kazutora's breath hitched as Y/n's hand roamed over his chest, her touch igniting a fire within him.
"Y/n," he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with desire. "You're driving me crazy."
Y/n responded by pressing her body against his, her hands sliding down to his waistband. She began to rub him through his clothes, feeling him grow harder under her touch. Kazutora groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily.
"Fuck, Y/n," he gasped, his voice raw with need. "You feel so good."
Emboldened by his reaction, Y/n slipped her hand into his pants, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing length. She started to stroke him, her movements slow and deliberate, feeling him twitch in her grasp. Kazutora's breaths came in ragged gasps, his eyes fluttering shut. Without a word, Y/n lowered her head, taking him into her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, and Kazutora's hands tangled in her hair as she worked him with her lips and tongue. The heat of her mouth and the expert movements of her tongue drove him wild. His climax hit him hard, a low, guttural groan escaping his lips as he released into her mouth.
As he came down from his high, Kazutora pulled Y/n up into his arms, kissing her deeply, tasting himself on her lips. "You have no idea what you do to me," he whispered, his voice filled with awe and lingering desire.
Y/n smiled, snuggling into his embrace. "I think I have some idea," she replied, her voice soft and affectionate.
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thelonesomequeen · 4 months
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So this tracking software you have... you can tell who visits your blog at all times? Can you also tell who sends which anon message?
I feel a bit embarrassed because I check your page usually a few times a day; I don't like to follow a lot of blogs because I get overwhelmed by seeing too much on my dash and like to control when I can see things, when I feel like I have more time for it (I know that might sound a bit weird but yeah). Anyway I'm not one of the delulus or stalkers, just like keeping up with the gossip, haha.
I wouldn’t worry about checking our page a few times a day. It’s no different than us popping open the app to check the inbox a few times a day to see what’s come in. The commentary yesterday was more about how a certain someone spends nearly all day every day lurking on this page even when we aren’t posting. At one point, she’d refreshed our page almost 3,000 times in less than 24 hours.
All it shows is an IP address and a city. Like it doesn't show names or any personal information. And it's not perfect by any means, but we can usually figure out where an anon message comes from by process of elimination. But if someone forgot to hit anon once (like a certain someone did) and we tag it on the software in time, we’ll always know it’s that person even when they’re anon or create a new account through the software. We normally don’t use it all that much unless the harassment, death threats, etc. really ramp up. Honestly, we sometimes forget it’s something Queen enabled for us back in the day. But every now and then when things get bad enough, we’ve gotta pull it up. If tumblr isn’t going to do anything to help, sometimes we have to take the steps needed to protect ourselves.
As a matter of fact, since she was called out yesterday, she hasn't visited out blog. Instead she's got one her little friends checking up on us for her.
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the-nysh · 2 years
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Can you give me some headcannons about post MA arc Garou who is working for the truck guy and has a bunch of girls (15-18 years old) secretly watching him through the bushes gossiping about how handsome he is and then wolf boy suddenly looks up and sees the 🤤 faces of the girls. Scenario: The girls approach him and try to chitchat with him. How would the plot progress from there? Help out a struggling fan fiction writer here please.
Ohoho so that's why (lmao @inigogogo you were right~) when all these hypothetical girl interaction asks are for fanfiction (non-canon) help. :'D
Well, in this case it sounds like a handful of girls oogling or cat-calling Garou on the job. Watching him effortlessly lift & load huge, heavy moving boxes bare-handed, without any other hauling equipment to assist him. In which some girls might openly wonder or question just how strong he is. Which...he might not appreciate all their attention/commentary, if or depending on how much they're actually distracting or harassing him from completing his work, you know. :') (Just like anyone would.) More lore: maybe one of the girls lives at the house he's unloading (as a client) and is overseeing him safely pack/box her belongings to and from the moving van.
So...his reaction also depends on how wary or emotionally closed off he is post-arc to even want to interact with more people, and how focused he is to want to complete his task to pay off the dine & dash bill. (His one-track priorities~) But if you really want him to engage, maybe it's during a lunch break or off-hours (when it's finally appropriate to actually approach him, heck maybe some want to treat him with food too, esp if some have brought some of their own to offer) and some ask him to demonstrate just how strong he is by....I dunno, an innocent challenge to lift one of them one-armed or something. :P
Now, if that one is impressed and personally compliments him something off-guard right up in his face, he could be momentarily shocked/taken aback...towards accidentally dropping her. :'D But no fret, because his instincts/reactions are still fast enough to catch her before she falls or gets hurt. Hah. He could either be silent or react with an awkward 'tsk' (oops) sound or something, but either way, he'd want to awkwardly/brusquely turn around and return back to work asap. (In which some of the girls find that cute rather than rude of him, ahaha.)
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yeleltaan · 3 years
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“I didn’t come to this city to become a boy toy-”
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tiiescut · 3 years
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@frostfractals​: brei has the best ideas me:
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thedetectiveofinaba · 5 years
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She's now raising an eyebrow on how her figuring out she is bi has anything to do with her "limiting" the selection or about the whole case of "let's pester Maple and how he must be interested in Dia". Wouldn't it actually confirm things on how the mirage of a vision would be still possible...?
They were foolish and would always be. She has no time on this - besides, she has better things to do than such as figuring out if it was just a crush or being in love for real and if the feelings she had were returned or not.
@iustitia-punientis (ft. @brainpuncher bc Natalie was mentioned)
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grimgrinnr · 9 months
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" In my absolutely unbiased opinion, we need more Nifftys! "
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grimgrinnr · 1 year
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“ I think a pretty lady can do whatever she wishes. ”
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grimgrinnr · 8 months
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Why must everything in his love life become complicated?
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grimgrinnr · 11 months
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Post four characters you relate to and let others make assumptions about you.
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grimgrinnr · 11 months
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Hey Winter? How about we stop talking for a while?
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grimgrinnr · 1 year
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Buff women...
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grimgrinnr · 1 year
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Making sinblogs is based
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grimgrinnr · 1 year
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Can... He have more milf(s)?
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