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only good thing in my life this week is that the HUGE teacups I've been lusting after for like a year in the garden isle of the supermarket are ON SALE at half price
#I'm going to use it as a fucking bowl#it's going to be AWESoME#babbles blabbles#I twisted my ankle this morning on the left#and I was already limping on my right#so now I limp on both legs smh#BUT I GOT MY BIGASS TEA CUP WOOOOh
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I think my lizard is going to die :(
Hey guys, my pet lizard is pretty sick, and I cannot afford to take her to a vet because my dog has also recently been sick and all of my money has gone to his vet bills. My dog is fine for right now, but the lizard is not.
She is open mouth breathing (really bad sign), has been refusing food, and thus has lost weight. I suspect she has a respiratory infection. If I were to be able to take her to a vet, I believe they would prescribe her Baytril (antibiotic to fight the infection) and Critical Care to increase her weight, and maybe also something special to soak her in rather than just warm water, just to help keep her hydrated as she is also looking dehydrated. With all of this, I imagine I would be looking at a bill of around $150-$200, or maybe even a little bit more, which i simply do not have right now, especially since I cannot work for the next 4 weeks.
I really don't want to lose her. So I am asking for money to take her to a vet. If I can raise at least $150-$175, I can find a way to cover the rest if it ends up being a bit more than that.
I started a fundraiser on paypal, so if y'all could please consider helping her, or sharing/boosting this post, I would really appreciate it. https://www.paypal.com/pools/c/8Rv9LhIQz9
In the meantime, my plan for her care is twice daily soaks in warm water to keep her hydrated, keeping her in a smaller quarantine tank so I can easily monitor her health as right now she is in a larger one with a mate. She might be eating, but i can't really tell since the other one may be the one getting the food, but I've just moved her to the smaller tank, so I will try to give her some food. If she doesn't eat over the weekend, I have some liquid meal that I can syringe feed to her, but she hates being handled like that. But keeping her fed and hydrated is really all I can do to help make her more comfortable while she tries to fight the infection. There is nothing I can do for her respiratory infection without medical treatment. If any reptile owners out there have any advice for me, i'd appreciate it.
This is her:
#reptiblr#sorry this was so long i just wanted you guys to understand the exact details of why im asking for money#if you want even more details#my dog has been limping#we suspected a cruciate ligament tear#the xrays and meds were over $400#and the meds continue to cost me $$#turns out it's not a cruciate tear but we still don't know what the problem is#he is doing pretty good on all the meds he's on right now#but that is an ongoing cost#and the reason i cannot work for about the next 4 weeks#is because i am in an internship program to complete my degree#which is full time#tragically it's an unpaid internship#or i would be working right now#i already have a job lined up after i finish#but right now i have no income and no extra time to work#if u feel like u need proof#you can literally see her mouth is still a little bit open in the pic i took of her#but if anyone wants it#i can provide video of her doing it too#sorry the pic is so blurry she tiny lol#i had to like mega zoom in
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When they only jobs you're qualified for are menial jobs with heavy physical labor and you feel your body starting to break down.
#i can't brush my hair because my right elbow is KILLING Me#and i can't get through a shift without starting to limp#and i would like to have my spine removed#it's already fractured to hell with slipped discs#if i reach that super fun place where i physically can't work anymore i am screwed and in all eventuality will end up on the streets
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2024 affirmation: I will not dislocate my knee
#genuinely will be my thirteenth reason if this happens again and i’m not joking#i don’t think most of the people in my life get it. they don’t get what it’s like for every single step you take to cause you pain#for MONTHS on end. this started in MAY#and they don’t get what it’s like to have pain when you’re just standing up. or to worry that your knee is randomly going to give out on you#and that that’s going to be it this time and you’re going to need a knee replacement#OR; maybe worse; that your Other knee which has never given you a single problem will suddenly decide to give out (maybe due to all the#strain that’s been on it) and you’ll have to walk like a crab until that one heals#or to wonder if you’re just malingering and being too lazy. meanwhile doing all the exercises that your physio recommends you#+ taking a pilates class + buying a walking pad and trying to walk on it 5 days a week#+ going on a diet; cutting down on salt and overly processed food in the hope it’ll give you more energy#so you can exercise more and drop some excess weight so there’s maybe less strain on your knees and ankles#(or at the very least build muscle rather than fat so that the muscles are just better)#not to mention that nobody knows what the fuck is wrong with me. x-ray came back clear apart from ‘fluid on the knee’#which by the way - has never actually gone away? that x-ray happened on the 5th of july. i’d been injured for 6 weeks already by then#i still get this godawful like.. almost Bubble of fluid on the top right of my kneecap whenever i’ve been walking a lot#coming up on five months and i still have swelling. why. i’ve iced it into fucking oblivion#my doctor thought i had a hamstring tear. nope. my physio can’t find anything structurally wrong with me#we fixed the quad lag and my complete lack of ability to straighten the leg#but i still have pain and i still have discomfort and i still limp and i still feel like my kneecap is floating in a fucking soup#at this point i wonder if i have arthritis and nobody has noticed. the knee is crunchy. 🥴#all of it just makes me feel like i’m going insane. i fell and i was like ‘oh i’ll be fine in two weeks’#two weeks later i couldn’t even walk unassisted. like.#what did i doooooooo. why does no one seem to know. why does nothing show up on tests. idgi#personal#rant
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i remember what you did andrew.
i fucking remember now.
#had a VIOLENTLY graphic flashback this morning haha. as in physical sensations and panic#when we eventuallyleft my room he told my stepmom (his sister)that we were just playing a game. shejsut smiled andsaid 'oh thats good!'#she didnt ask me what wedid. i didnt tell her. i went to the bathroomclosed the door & sat on the floor until i stopped crying#and felt likei could walk without limping too much. i was still bleeding. she didnt even ask me why it took so long#milo murmurs#csa vent#tw csa vent#csa tw#i have amigraine now#and i still had to fuckingsit right next to him after that!!!!! why didnt anyone thinkit was weird he had his arm aroundme we had just met#christmas eve#literally that day we had metand he was already touchy with me why didnt anyonethink that was weird
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Aftershock 2023 Lineup
#soooo excited about this!!!!!!!#I was keeping my fingers crossed for A7X!! this will be my 2nd time seeing them and I am stoked!!#also very happy to see Korn as a headliner over Pantera. Korn puts on an incredible show!!#already knew about GN'R but I'm still excited!!#like last year I'm just going to write out all of the bands I'm hoping to see#A7X / Incubus / AFI / L7 / Godsmack / Limp Bizkit / Skillet / Bad Omens / The Hu / Memphis May Fire / Rain City Drive / Korn / 311#Corey Taylor / Parkway Drive / Babymetal / Avatar / Fever 333 / The Amity Affliction / Escape The Fate / Guns N' Roses / Rancid / I Prevail#Daughtry / Badflower / Ayron Jones / You Me At Six#obviously none of this is set in stone#I'm sure the lineup will change at least a little between now and October and right now there's no way to predict which bands will overlap#I've seen a few of these artists before and I'd love to see them again but we tend to prioritize seeing new bands when there's overlap#still super excited about this though!!!!#if Badflower doesn't overlap with anyone and we watch their set it'll be my 4th time seeing them which is more than I've seen any band#aftershock#aftershock festival#ashley posts pics
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I swear I'm gonna see more artists live this year than the past 10 years combined wtf.
#all going to plan the lineup is#mcr and jimmy eat world (already day them in march)#polaris and august burns red#PENDULUM!!!!#and a big festival with a bunch of huge names including#im not fucking kidding#fallout boy limp bizkit BULLET FOR MY FUCKING VALENTINE short stack i prevail spiderbait while she sleeps#like#what the fuck right#the moment i hear tears don't fall live im going to break down i fear
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A testament to how fucking Awful my post-hiking soreness has been. I got out of bed & had a moment of like "Wow! That wasn't verging on agonizing to do! My muscles Must be getting better!"
Then as I walked to the bathroom, I had a moment of "... 🤨 you're still limping, though."
#speculation nation#yes the muscle soreness has been bad enough ive been limping the past two days hfkdhfjd#that and the blisters. 1 main one and 2 lil ones. all three hurt like a Bitch after my shower yesterday so i had them in bandaids#same foot. poor thing was just bandaid smattered.#but yea my legs have been Kind Of Agonizing. they were Aaaaching last night even just lying down#but ive been eating a lot of protein & theyre definitely getting better#they still hurt. but it's not like. total fuckin agony to move.#tho my left leg kept trying to give out today at work hfkshf same as yesterday#(it's my left foot that's fucked up. not directly related to the leg trying to give out but it sure isnt helping)#that kind of thing of me putting weight on my left leg in a way that makes it start to Buckle.#and then i catch myself with my right leg. why my left leg is worse than my right i couldnt tell U.#and i have worked 10 hours on these bitch ass legs already. Cringe lmao.#i have tomorrow(today) off thankfully so im hoping my legs r more recovered by my next shift.#it's kind of miserable lol#i do NOT regret it in the slightest!!!!!!! hiking was SO much fun and i would do it again in a heartbeat. frolicking and all.#just. sometimes. u have a little too much fun for 3 hours and ur body pays for it for days. rip.#at least my legs r getting even stronger bc of it lollll
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ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ
featuring: protective!heian!sukuna, kindhearted!servant!reader. slight angst/hurt -> comfort.
synopsis: you're sick. to your surprise, you're rescued by the man second closest to death himself.
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you should've known he wouldn't come. sukuna has never set foot in the servant's headquarters in his life, let alone to chase after a sick servant. you lower your head, trying to ease the headache that has plagued you through the day.
sukuna loves his bloodshed and his gore. him and death would be good friends, you think to yourself. he wouldn't care if your body was burnt or buried, you think to yourself; wouldn't care if you died at all.
the room the others put you in is empty. ash spreads neatly over the cold floor. the scent of kibble haunts the atmosphere. it's where they put the dogs before sukuna killed them.
ever since you took care of the king of curses while he was sick, the other servants had been careful in keeping a distance from you. not in ill of heart; they're simply terrified at what you must've done to survive in your week long stay with the monster. honestly, you don't blame them.
but now when you're laying on the freezing ground, struggling to breathe, it's hard not to.
'this is where you live?'
your eyes look up. shock. then, with all the strength you can muster, you heave yourself one step away from the man at the doorway, which only serves to piss him off more.
sukuna ryomen, in all his glory, looks down at you. bending down to pick you up like a limp doll to be seated against the wall, he seems to revel in his regained strength. you can't help but feel happy for him, to have survived this fatal disease. not many men can attest to that...
then again, he is no ordinary man.
'i asked you a question.'
you nod, a small thing, barely a movement. he seems to clench his teeth.
he takes off his long white coat, flaunting a layer of dried blood, and drapes it over your shoulders.
yet it doesn't end there. he retrieves from his pocket a bottle of what looks to be a golden syrup.
you know exactly what it is.
he takes your hand and wraps it around the flask, making you hold it, sparing, not one, but two of his eyes, to stare at you, making sure you do as he commands.
'swallow.'
you shake your head. you know he's asking you to do. this is a medication is so rare for your disease that no sorcerer has found in over a hundred years. he's brought this thing of myth right to your very lips. now he's asking you to drink it, and thus take away any chance of it saving anyone else's life.
you scowl, but the tickling sensation in your throat grows stronger, eventually erupting out of your mouth in a harsh cough. you look away from sukuna.
'leave,' you whisper, weakly. 'don't wanna infect you.'
'i survived the illness already. i've developed an immunity.'
you shake your head again. you couldn't threaten your king's health with your own weakness. you just couldn't.
'i can't take this.'
he growls. without any notice, he swallows your lips in a kiss. in the momentary haze, you could hardly resist, fisting the front of his kimono to ground yourself. then, you feel something sweet, honey-ish, hit your tongue.
with his hand locked on your chin, it forces you to swallow.
you pull back, pushing him away. he groans.
he wipes his mouth, still with two eyes staring.
no... no, why did he do that?
'y-you- how? no... why did you waste it on me?' you whisper, desperately searching his face for an answer. 'i'm just a servant. you could've given it to a princess, or a scholar, or priest-'
he grabs you by the arm and forces you into his arms. its heat astounds you, and you find yourself crawling closer. a vague thumping sound seems to press against your ear-
oh. you calm your breathing.
it's his heartbeat.
alive.
'sleep in my room tonight,' he demands.
what did he say? you strain your mind, trying to replay what he said earlier. no... maybe you heard correctly.
'but i'm no concubine,' you respond, instantly.
his arm supports your waist, helping you up effortlessly to your feet. he then directs two of his eyes to the doorway, his cadence low and domineering.
'it doesn't matter.'
he leads you placidly through the servant's quarters. you notice all conversation cease at your entry, bodies dropping into a low bow. a small voice in you whispers that it's where you should be too. you tug at sukuna's arm.
'i'm only a servant, sukuna.'
you know what it looks like, a servant clutching onto a man, more god than human. a man who has slaughtered villages, blood staining the base of his kimono crimson, and turned half a province on its head, just to save you.
'whatever you are in my eyes is what you are to the world,' he states, his expression unchanging. 'if i deem you a queen, that is who you are.'
exiting the servant compound, you know you can't say no- not like you wanted to. the wide expanse of his chest is comforting.
yet however sweet this feeling remains, you can't help but gulp. perhaps this is the closest a human has ever come to courting death.
#ryomen sukuna x reader#sukuna ryomen#jjk#jjk sukuna#jjk x reader#jujutsu sukuna#sukuna x reader#sukuna x you#ryomen sukuna#sukuna fluff#ryomen x reader#jjk fluff#sukuna angst
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After having you in a mating press and calling you every filthy name he can think of he likes to take things slow. He’ll slowly pull his cock from your leaking hole eyeing the way you gasp at the sudden emptiness. He leans down presses soft kisses to you skin. He knows your body at this point. You’re trembling, spewing nonsense to him as his lips trail up your body. His hands massage your sore limps while his eyes never leave yours. He watches your every move to make sure he isn’t hurting you any more than your sore body can handle.
“You did so good for me my love” His voice is soft. Love is plastered all over him. In the way that he talks, in the way that his hands maneuver over your body massaging and pressing into your skin. It never fails to amaze you how quickly he can switch up from telling you that you’re his filthy cum slut to calling you his sweet angel. You can almost chuckle at the deep contrast but your body hurts all over. He’s so gentle with how he cares for you. His body moves to yours to hold you close while he brings a cup of water to your lips. You’re quick to gulp down the liquid and you almost curse him when he pulls away.
“You need to take a breath my love” he laughs.
You whine as you push yourself into his body as if the two of you aren’t already as close as possible.
“I’m right here baby, I’m not going anywhere” he rubs soothing circles on your skin as he pulls your sticky body closer to his.
He’s aware that the two of you need to bathe, you’re covered in his liquid. He’s going to clean you up but for just this second he needs to hold you close. Your skin feels so warm against his. The two of you don’t get moments like this often. It’s just you and it’s him and there’s nothing pulling him away from you to keep him occupied. There’s no worry just the two of you and it feels good. He wants to cherish this moment. He wants to feel the way your body moves as you catch your breath. The moment of calmness as you two come down from your climax, it’s his favorite part of the whole ordeal.
“I love you my angel” he whispers the word as they are only meant for your ears.
“As long as the sun rises and the moon falls, i’ll love you then and even after that”
This is his favorite part, the sweet whispers that only you two know about. It’s the most memorable part for him.
Nanami, Choso, Kita, Osamu, Daichi, Iwaizumi, Geto, Megumi, Ushijima
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#nanami x reader#choso x reader#kita x reader#osamu x reader#daichi x reader#iwaizumi x reader#geto x reader#megumi x reader#ushijima x reader#nanami smut#choso smut#kita smut#osamu smut#daichi smut#iwaizumi smut#geto smut#megumi smut#ushijima smut
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#I hate how I don’t trust my parents to be okay with my chronic pain to the extent where instead of texting them to ask them to grab me an#ice pack I waited until I stopped uncontrollably shaking enough that I could limp to the kitchen and back using my cane and the walls#and while they probably would have gotten me an ice pack that would have been it#it would have been here’s the ice pack. maybe can I do anything else to which the answer is no and then they would have just left#if I texted them right when I was able to I would have been on the floor shaking and crying from pain.#their reaction would have been to walk away once they did what I asked#and I’m not saying this based on nothing. I’m saying this because that is exactly what has happened every other time I have been stuck on#the floor in pain and needed a hot water bottle or ice pack or medicine or whatever#I would get it and then they’d leave again and tell me to ask them if I need anything else#there’s never any compassion or trying to make me more comfortable or just being with me so I’m not stuck on the bathroom floor for who#knows how long alone and in pain and miserable. there was never any comfort or compassion#and it hurts so much more than the physical pain I’m in right now#and I don’t want to deal with that again#so I chose to go get the ice pack myself despite not being able to use one of my legs because the alternative is worse.#being actively left to suffer alone is worse than choosing to be alone and in more pain#and that sucks. realizing that sucks#and I’m out of water and I was already lightheaded and now I’m crying and I need to get more water but I can’t stand#for so many different reasons and I just want to live with someone I can trust. someone who will care
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RODEO STATION, 1 — MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
A collection of you and Megumi, through the years, through Gojo’s eyes.
content, warnings: friends to lovers, fluff, sort of canon-adjacent, satoru adopts megumi and tsumiki, reader has a cursed technique but it’s not mentioned in depth here, really just you and megumi falling in love and gojo watching
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part i: first years, jujutsu tech. fits in the timeline around when nobara first joins the class
When Satoru first finds him, Megumi has two conditions. First, that Tsumiki would be kept safe and happy, and far away from the Zenin clan if they weren’t going to be good to her—safe and far away from all jujutsu society if Gojo could help it; and that she would never have to worry about feeding herself or Megumi ever again. Satoru agreed right away, he would have done that without the request.
For his second condition, an eight year old Megumi looked Satoru straight in the eye and told him that he would absolutely not be separated from you. Satoru thought it was cute, sweet, in the bratty, and naive but determined kind of way that seemed to be everything that kid stood for, and Satoru couldn’t fault him for it. Megumi’s evident childlike adoration of you aside, Satoru saw potential in you, too, so he accepted Megumi’s conditions, happy to welcome the two of you to the world of sorcery.
It’s not until a week before you both start at Jujutsu Tech, that Satoru really asks Megumi why he wants you here (never mind the fact that you had already also made up your mind about being a sorcerer, and if there is anything that Satoru has learned about you in the past decade, it’s that: one, you have the magical ability to make Megumi do anything you say; and two, you’re incredible persuasive and very stubborn). Megumi doesn’t look him in the eye when he answers, fidgeting with his melting ice cream instead when he says, “Well, she saved my life.”
Satoru doesn’t tease when he hears this, only digging his spoon in for a scoop of Megumi’s toffee butter, smiling to himself when the cold hits his tongue, because he’d heard the message loud and clear: Megumi believes he owes you his life, and to keep yours protected, he wants you by his side.
Satoru quickly learns that Megumi truly has his work cut out for him as he watches you burst through a top-floor window of a high-rise building, falling carelessly with the object of your mission—a special-grade cursed object—clutched in your grasp. Second later, there’s a loud explosion, as the ugly head of a large cursed falls limp in the hole in the broken glass that you’d left behind. Satoru chuckles when he sees you smile, and the faint cheer of weeeeeeeee as you fall. He knew you were wild and stubborn by the way you bossed Megumi around without a care, but seeing you in action proved that you were also in your own league of crazy, a fantastic sorceress in the making.
To his left, Yuuji gapes wildly as he looks up, shielding his eyes with his hand, and then flinching back when Nobara bursts through the ground floor door, not without a nail going flying into the curse that had been chasing her. She looks angry, then wide eyed, then up to where Yuuji and Megumi were also staring and starts squealing alongside him.
“Gojo-sensei, what are you standing there smiling about—do something!” Nobara shouts, pointing an accusatory finger up in the air at your flying body.
Yuuji gasps again, like he’d just figured out the consequence of you falling from a building, spewing on his own cries, “Hey, seriously, what the hell are we doing—she can’t fly,” he shouts, turning to shake his sensei, then pausing, “Wait, Fushiguro, can she fly? You know her.”
“Idiot,” Nobara spits, “If she could fly then she’d be flying, not falling.”
“Then why aren’t we doing any—you know what, I think I can catch her,” Yuuji boasts, rolling up his sleeves, prepared to position himself underneath your descending body, and that’s when Satoru steps in, extending an arm in front of his students.
“You all worry too much,” he smiles, lifting his blindfold just enough to look the pair in the eye, and tilt his head up slightly, “Besides, Megumi’s handled it.”
Three heads turn back up to the sky, where you’re no longer in freefall, instead have had your shoulders snatched by Nue’s talons. You’ve still got that wild smile on your face, wider now as you descend much more elegantly via Megumi’s shikigami. Nobara and Yuuji wince as Nue’s wings flap widely when you’re set on the ground. You shift the box with the cursed object to one hand, reaching your free one around to pet the bird’s feathers. It crows happily, and Satoru snickers, much to Megumi’s dismay. You always did treat his shikigami like pets.
“Hey, you’re okay!” Yuuji cheers, eyes sparkling, “What’s in the box? A sword—actually, I don’t want to know. If it’s another finger, keep it away from me.”
“Hand it here,” Nobara demands. You’re happy to hand over the box and have another hand available for petting Nue.
Satoru watches fondly as Yuuji and Nobara fuss over the box. They should probably exercise more caution, but he’s there, so the worst can’t happen. Meanwhile, you step closer to Megumi with Nue fluttering behind you.
“You’re the one who told me there would be no need to get involved,” Megumi says, voice soft, hands falling comfortably at his side.
“I said that you wouldn’t have to get involved with the curses,” you correct, standing on your tiptoes to nuzzles your head into the bird’s feathers, “I said nothing about not getting involved with me.”
Satoru does his best not to choke out a loud laugh as Megumi’s face becomes increasingly pink when you reach forward to pinch his cheeks, his grumbling drowned in the sound of Yuuji and Nobara’s bickering. Satory sighs, content. He cares for all his students, but there’s a certain weight lifted on his shoulders knowing that when it came to you, there was truly nothing to worry about—Megumi would always be there for you. Honestly, he thinks Megumi might fight him to protect you if it came down to it.
That thought does bring an audible chuckle to his lips, Megumi’s pinched expression calling to him, “What are you laughing about?”
To which Satoru only hums, sticking his hands in his pockets. Megumi’s eyebrows furrow deeper, but it’s quickly dissolved when you catch his attention again, saying your farewells to Nue before giving Megumi the okay to let him recede into his shadows.
“Oh, nothing,” Satoru chirps, turning to lead the group back to Ichiji’s car, “Come on, who’s still up for revolving sushi!”
Cheers follow him as the veil dispels. You question Yuuji about whether or not you think the restaurant will have grilled eel, and Nobara pretends to throw up, arguing that eel is the worst, that you all should stick to hand rolls instead. Megumi stays quiet, walking on your outside, and humming along with all of your suggestions, and Satoru can’t help but wonder whether or not you knew that Nue had been out from the moment you’d stepped in the building.
Honestly, he thinks Megumi might win that fight—might win any fight if it meant being with you.
#jjk x reader#jjk fluff#jjk smut#jjk imagines#megumi x reader#megumi fushiguro#megumi smut#megumi fluff#jjk scenarios#jujutsu kaisen fluff#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#gojo satoru#megumi fushiguro x reader#this isn't a gojo x reader thing but he thinks very very fondly of you and megumi :((#jjk smau#jjk drabbles#jjk headcanons#jjk fanfic
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Might just pass the fuck out actually
#it has not been a good day. the first thing i had to do today went badly and i’m not looking forward to doing the second thing#and it’s hot and my house feels like a soup and my knee is acting up so i’m essentially walking like i don’t even know what#i was going to say frankenstein’s monster but i don’t even know if he has a limp#i wish the lecture i have tonight wasn’t the FIRST one in the course. if i’d already done a couple i feel like it’d be more acceptable#for me to email the lecturer or the guidance person or somebody and be like ‘hey chief i had an absolute disaster this morning.#is it okay if i take a personal day to cry into chinese food and try to drown myself in the bath? i’ll watch the lecture tomorrow & recap’#but i haven’t established a reputation for showing up & being competent yet#ugh and i looked on the website and the cohort is exactly 8 people which… idk what i was expecting but why must it be small#if i get asked to introduce myself i’m just going to cry on camera#god i bet i do get asked. that’s going to be fucking horrible#‘i’m ellen; i don’t work anywhere because i left my first shift at my new job in tears today bc i almost fainted because my knee decided to#give out; i know enough html and css to know that this course is going to kick my ass. i’m also learning python#because my friend roped me into it. also sorry that i’m eating right now but i decided there was no way i was getting through this class#without ordering fried rice. i don’t know why i’m here. nice to meet you i guess’#i’m so hungry but i don’t want to eat anything because i want to order food. but also. do i have the mental fortitude to talk to someone#on the phone. but i don’t have the mental fortitude to cook either…… it’s a big problem#ultimately cooking would be physically harder but i would also get my food sooner. calling them would be mentally harder and i would get my#food later. ohhhhh god and i just remembered this other takeaway place that opens at 4:30 (💖) but they’re CLOSED ON MONDAYS#i guess there’s also the chinese place in the village. AND their prawn toast is better. and they open earlier and deliver super fast. 🧐#i might just order beef fried rice from them and whatever happens to me happens to me. (i have a beef intolerance lol#but they cook their chicken in a way that makes it really chewy. it won’t make me sick or anything; never has before; but it’s not the vibe.#it’s chinese food cooked by english people. that’s the problem. the prawn toast is good though)#anyway! for personal reasons i will be passing out#personal
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Welcome to my usual metas where we hyperfixate over Arthur Pendragon’s love for Merlin. Today’s episode features this scene right here:
To remind you of the context, it was s03e12 when Camelot was besieged and Arthur just ordered Gaius, Gwaine, and Elyan to go find shelter in the woods. A second later, he looks at Merlin, diverts his eyes, and tells him, “Merlin, you should go with them.”
Which btw translates, in Arthur Pendragon's dictionary, to: Merlin, I want you safe, I want you away from harm’s way, but Merlin, Oh Merlin, don’t leave me. I really don’t want you to leave me. I sustain my strength from you. You’re the bravest man I have ever met. I keep going because I know you’re there. Don’t go and leave me. I am urging you to go, but please don’t believe me.
I really just can’t. Because you guys, Arthur isn’t scared to go fight an entire army of the dead. He’s not scared that he is limping and injured and definitely won’t make it. He’s just scared to do it without Merlin.
And when Merlin looks at him and says, “Nah, I’ve seen the woods already”, Arthur knows Merlin had heard it all, and chose the kindest response possible that doesn’t spot on his worry and fear.
Those fucking two.
#merlin#I am unwell about this scene#as well as any scene featuring them#which is exactly 65 episodes out of 65#merthur#bbc merlin#arthur pendragon#king arthur#merlin bbc#merlin x arthur#regulusrules metas
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Part 7, the final comic in my SIGN OF THE FOUR chapter. (Part one), (part two), (part three), (part four), (part five), (part six).
The context for this conversation is: Holmes has had no work from Scotland Yard due to rumors about his and Watson's relationship. He responded to this with excessive cocaine use and then working himself unhealthy on the one case that came along; Mary Morstan's. Meanwhile, Watson befriended Mary, who is also gay, and realized that a lavender marriage with her could make him and Holmes safe, as well as granting her more freedom. Watson has not yet told Holmes of his decision.
(This is part of the Watsons sketchbook series!)
canon scene under the cut, which is achingly poignant in its own right:
“Well, and there is the end of our little drama,” I remarked, after we had set some time smoking in silence. “I fear that it may be the last investigation in which I shall have the chance of studying your methods. Miss Morstan has done me the honour to accept me as a husband in prospective.”
He gave a most dismal groan. “I feared as much,” said he. “I really cannot congratulate you.”
I was a little hurt. “Have you any reason to be dissatisfied with my choice?” I asked.
“Not at all. I think she is one of the most charming young ladies I ever met, and might have been most useful in such work as we have been doing. She had a decided genius that way: witness the way in which she preserved that Agra plan from all the other papers of her father. But love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things. I should never marry myself, lest I bias my judgment.”
“I trust,” said I, laughing, “that my judgment may survive the ordeal. But you look weary.”
“Yes, the reaction is already upon me. I shall be as limp as a rag for a week.”
“Strange,” said I, “how terms of what in another man I should call laziness alternate with your fits of splendid energy and vigour.”
“Yes,” he answered, “there are in me the makings of a very fine loafer and also of a pretty spry sort of fellow. I often think of those lines of old Goethe,—
Schade dass die Natur nur einen Mensch aus Dir schuf,
Denn zum würdigen Mann war und zum Schelmen der Stoff.
“By the way, à propos of this Norwood business, you see that they had, as I surmised, a confederate in the house, who could be none other than Lal Rao, the butler: so Jones actually has the undivided honour of having caught one fish in his great haul.”
“The division seems rather unfair,” I remarked. “You have done all the work in this business. I get a wife out of it, Jones gets the credit, pray what remains for you?”
“For me,” said Sherlock Holmes, “there still remains the cocaine-bottle.” And he stretched his long white hand up for it.
#“whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things”#things you say when you are NOT UPSET AT ALL NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST#watsons sketchbook#my art#sherlock holmes#acd holmes#john watson#drugs cw
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virgin ghost x reader
warnings: afab reader, handjobs, unprotected sex(wrap it b4 you tap it), creampie, not proofread
virgin!ghost never had time for sex. or porn, or jacking off. it never seemed to interest him. he had better things to do, or so he thought. but then you came along with your gorgeous body that made him want to do things he’d never thought about doing. and when you actually let him touch you, he’s nervous and shaky. you’re both lying on your sides facing each other. he runs his hands along your body while he presses soft kisses along your neck, listening to you moan when he finds your sweet spot. you make sure to go at his pace, he needs it slow and you know it.
you press your leg between his thighs. he’s more sensitive than he thought he was. you let him rut against your thigh for a bit, before you slip a hand under his waistband and wrap a hand around him. you pull his cock out spit on it to make your hand glide smoother. he’s so fucking aroused, and it makes you want to just devour him right there.
you start moving your hand up and down, watching him react to the pleasure. “o-oh fuck, love, feels so good.” he groans. beads of precum gather at his tip, and you swipe them away with your thumb to make him twitch. “if you keep it up, i’m gonna cum.” his voice is somehow even deeper than usual as he grumbles into your neck. “wanna fuck this pussy, darling.”
you give into his wishes. you’re so wet that it drips all over his already messy cock, tip prodding at your soaked hole. it’s a struggle to fit him, but you manage despite the stretch. he hugs you close and bites your shoulder gently to suppress his moans and whimpers. your hips grind against his, and he’s trying so hard not to cum already. you get a little rush from how he’s reacting.
you can barely keep your eyes from rolling back, but ghost keeps his trained on you as your pussy clenches around him. he flips you on your back so that he’s on top of you. his hips roll into yours messily. you can see how pussydrunk the man is already. you reach a hand down to rub at your clit.
“mmmh, love, where should i cum?” he asks.
“o-on my tits.” you tell him. his thrusts are getting faster as you work yourself to the edge, wrapping your legs around his waist.
“i’m close, fuckkk.” ghost groans into your ear. “love, if you don’t unwrap your legs, i can’t pull out.” you keep your legs wrapped around him. “baby, i-i’ll cum inside you if you don’t lemme out…” you don’t say anything as you keep rubbing at your clit. you’re so close too, and a couple more thrusts from him have you clenching and cumming around him. “fuck, fuck it, i’m cumming in you!” ghost groans.
your legs go limp when he fills you up. he finally breaks eye contact with you when his eyes roll into the back of his head. you whimper when he pull out of you with a pop. “that was amazing, love.” ghost says. he climbs off of you, grunting as he pulls you into his arms.
#cod x reader#cod x reader smut#cod smut#cod mwii#cod mw2#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader smut#ghost x reader#ghost smut#simon riley smut#simon riley x reader
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