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chikoyama · 1 month

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hc + 📿 for a faith-themed headcanon

thematic headcanons | accepting

Well, since Chiyori is Japanese and has been raised in a generic Japanese household, she subscribes herself to the faith of Shinto and Buddhism, which is quite common for people in Japan.

In short, Chiyori believes in spiritual entities (Shinto) and the concept of karma and reincarnation (Buddhism).

Therefore, I guess, Chiyori can be described as somewhat religious. Though, she isn’t really the type to overtly flaunt or express her beliefs to other people, (not in an obnoxious way at least).

However, she does enjoy dressing in yukatas or kimonos when the occasion calls for it, for example when attending traditional festivals with her family. On these events, she usually pays visit to shrines/temples, where she’ll pray and burn incense sticks, or carry out specific practices that relate to that event!

#uzumakiuser #headcanons #aaaaah!! thanks for the ask! c:#had to do a bit of research for this one but was interesting regardless so thanks for the ask again!! :D #i remember in high school my class had to vote for which religion we wanted to learn more about in religion classes #i voted shinto but majority of my peers voted hinduism.. so yeah that was the outcome #hinduism was super interesting as well!#perhaps should read more about shinto out of sheer curiosity #what i know atm is at super surface level

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spinthetags · 1 year

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The South Park Favorite Character Bracket final round is OVER!

And the winner, with 54.1% of the vote, is... Kenny McCormick!

Congratulations to Kenny and to everyone who voted for him, crowning him the most loved fourth grader on South Park Tumblr!

A special congratulations as well to Kyle, who took 2nd place, and whose voters fought equally as hard. The final round was a very close one, and garnered upwards of 1,600 votes, which is incredible. Thank you to everyone who voted and cheered their fave on, regardless of how far they got! I hope you’ve enjoyed participating as much as I’ve enjoyed running this bracket!

While we now have our overall winner, the bracket isn’t fully over yet! Information about the upcoming bonus rounds will be posted Thursday (3/23/23) at 8:30 EDT for those who are interested. In the meantime, thank you all again for voting, and I hope to be able to host something like this again in the near future! c:

#south park #sp fave bracket #kenny mccormick

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qqueenofhades · 8 months

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I'm a little confused by the left's repeated assertion that they're "trying to hold Biden accountable" and push him left, things they've been talking about since before he was elected, and the ramifications of that at this point in time. I do think we need to be calling out things we disagree with and making our feelings known, but seeing people like Nina Turner complain about student loan forgiveness when it's been made abundantly clear Biden is doing all he can and he can't actually cancel anything as just the President (without being sued or having it reversed by Republicans - please correct me if I'm wrong and there's more he could do here?) doesn't feel like it's that? I just don't understand the logic behind people on the left adding to this narrative that he isn't trying hard enough on what we want, rather than the Republicans are preventing things from being done. We need to not sit back and get complacent, yes, sure, but I feel like the line where it goes from helpful and necessary to harmful and more beneficial to the right was crossed a while ago.

The thing is, you're confused by it because it's a bad-faith argument. Actually "holding someone accountable" means honestly assessing what they can do, what they have done, what they can be expected to do in the future, and if they haven't done it, what's stopping them (i.e. have they just not done it or are they being actively stopped from doing it by factors beyond their control)? It doesn't mean "constantly moving the goalposts to constantly criticize someone if they don't magically get everything done immediately, regardless of reality." The way Online Leftists use it, "holding Biden accountable" means "relentlessly criticize him every instant he doesn't magically transform into the Socialist Messiah overnight, the end." That's not actually a useful, honest, reliable, or constructive metric.

This is also the case because their version of good policy is "someone thinks the Correct Thoughts all the time and any failures to achieve it means they are not thinking the Correct Thoughts hard enough." I'm not sure how anyone could have missed what SCOTUS is doing right now, but Online Leftists remain determined to discount, minimize, or otherwise totally ignore its role, because that would mean a) there is in fact a difference between the parties, b) Hillary Clinton would not have made the same appointments Trump did, and c) they might therefore have some responsibility in not voting for her, none of which can be countenanced. As such, if Biden has failed to wave a magic wand and get all student debt erased for everyone overnight, He Is Just Not Trying Hard Enough. SCOTUS very notably outlawed his first forgiveness program? BIDEN'S FAULT!

Even though Biden extended the Covid-era payment pauses as long as he could (it was Congress that passed the law mandating an end to them, because THE PRESIDENT IS NOT AN ABSOLUTE MONARCH!), and even though he's now rejiggered the entire repayment program so that your monthly payments can get lowered to $0, these count as payments, and no interest accumulates as long as you "make" them, which in practice adds up to full forgiveness -- this still isn't good enough for the Online Leftists, because it happened after trial and error, is a partial solution, doesn't snap its fingers and erase everything, and relies on slow and careful policy work. And yet, it's going to be a lot harder for SCOTUS to overturn than just "the president forgives your debt," which was the first thing he tried to do and it didn't work! With a different SCOTUS, it might have! But we have this nightmare court BECAUSE OF TRUMP, and all the Pure Thoughts in the world won't get rid of it!

Biden is the most liberal president we have ever had, period, full stop. It's not sexy and it's not exciting and it's not something the Online Leftists will ever acknowledge, but it's the truth. And whenever he is actually and extensively pushed, he goes more left, not less. I suspect at least part of the recent negative press barrage he's gotten is because he's openly come out with a plan to raise the tax rate on billionaires to 25%, and the corporations and oligarchs that own the mainstream media Really Don't Like That. (They've always been unfair to Democrats, but look for it to be especially so.) That would be, BY FAR, the highest the top-rate tax bracket has been since Reagan. Biden is the first president ever to actually address the scam of "Reaganomics" and take credit for "Bidenomics," which actually does represent a major rearrangement of the way capital is envisioned and distributed in this country for the first time in the 40+ years since Reagan wrecked it. That's why the capitalist media is really, REALLY determined to muckrake him as much as possible, and to do Kamala even dirtier than they did to HRC in 2016.

Anyway also: Holding someone accountable also implies that you're working with them and will reward them (i.e. voting for them, engaging with them) if they do the things you expect, which is another thing the Online Leftists won't do. So yes. This. The end.

#anonymous #ask #politics for ts

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pastadoughie · 2 months

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incase 1 of you needs 2 hear this :

ai art is shitty and explotative, and while i dont think that neural networks are bad as a concept, they can be done ethically, but at this point every single large company that has ai shit is doing it in an extremely shitty way. art that is posted on the internet isnt yours to steal and make profit off of. you do not get to take the art of unconsenting random internet users, throw it into a shredder, and sell 7.99 a month subscription packadges for people to be able to eat some of the dust it spits out.

while i previously was more lax on people on reposting my art so long as they credited me, i ask that you not fucking repost my art, under any circumstance if you are on a platform that is scraping art, or on a site that is not properly set up to deal with scraping. the only acception to this is commisions where you have explicitly asked me.

this includes tumblr.

reposting without credit is always bad, even if you dont know who to credit. you should under no circumstance be posting artwork that isnt your own without giving people a way to see the artist, and you need to link it in a way that is ACTUALLY USEFUL, give multiple links to multiple platforms, do not use 3rd party link shorteners, include mirrors and archive captures, provide a plain text spelling of usernames for every platform you link to, ask for explicit permission of the artist, opt out of any ai generation tools. or if you are on a platform that does not allow for this do not post it at all, and you have to have all of this very clearly visable and easily readable

if that is too much effort for you then you shouldnt be posting it. with literally zero exceptions.

biological sex is not real and people can do whatever the fuck they want with their own bodies, even if you deem it as "self harm". under no circumstance should you take away peoples bodily autonomy, someone could literally be sawing their arms off for funsie wunsies and i would still say they need to have freedom and privacy, and it is ultimatly THEIR call what they do with themselves.

gender is similarly also not fucking real, people can dress however they want, fuck whoever they want, and use whatever words to describe themself with that they want. and if you think that boys wearing dresses or some shit is somehow harming you then you are ligitimately fucking pathetic. if i fucking ran a political campain saying everybody wearing a scarf was a pedo and a rapist and we need to ban scarfs forever would you fucking vote for me? are you that scared of people being able to? do what they want? jesus.

genocide is bad. regardless of who does it.

regardless of the scale of cruelty, there is nothing that a group of people from a certain state, ethnicity, religeon, ect, can do that justifies murdering civilians. there is never a justification for genocide.

implying, under any circumstance, that someone is somehow evil for their background, appearance, religous beliefs, country of origin, sexuality, gender, ect. is shitty or worthy of violence because of that is, and i cannot stress this enough, fucking disgusting. nazi shit. even.

i do not support zionism. i do not support antisemitism. i do not support racism.

also the iof is actively commiting a genocide. you should donate to a relief fund for people currently suffering from this, as well as call your house and senate members. as have i.

people often times claim that people they dislike, largely minorities, are pedos or rapists or something of the sort. this is something that has been happening for, and i cannot stress this enough. all of fucking history. people were fucking saying these exact points, verbatim, to argue in favor of SLAVERY okay? if you are spouting the exact same shit as fucking nazis and colonizers and slave traders, then consider, you are a horrible fucking person.

you have to be EXTRODENARILY SKEPTICAL when accusing a minority of a serious crime, and spreading information about it. because if a bigot can just say "oh theyre a pedo" and you believe them at FACE VALUE then guess what? you are just as much of a bigot as they are. minorities are people, and people do terrible things, but just like you should be doing with EVERYBODY, you should be actually looking into things before you accuse someone of being a shit person, and often times, you are not knowlagable enough about someone to make those kinds of claims anyway.

#the beast speaks #retchid opinions

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hollowed-theory-hall · 13 days

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The Ministry of Magic: Part 1/?

(Part 2)

Legislative Processes

I don't know if I was the only one who was paying too close attention any time Arthur or Percy Weasley mentioned anything to do with their ministry jobs to try and understand how the magical government works... but I made some notes based on random one-off lines that have some implications.

So, I'll start with a short one about one of the ways laws come into existence in the UK Ministry of Magic.

“C-cars, Molly, dear?” “Yes, Arthur, cars,” said Mrs. Weasley, her eyes flashing. “Imagine a wizard buying a rusty old car and telling his wife all he wanted to do with it was take it apart to see how it worked, while really he was enchanting it to make it fly.” Mr. Weasley blinked. “Well, dear, I think you’ll find that he would be quite within the law to do that, even if — er — he maybe would have done better to, um, tell his wife the truth. . . . There’s a loophole in the law, you’ll find. . . . As long as he wasn’t intending to fly the car, the fact that the car could fly wouldn’t—” “Arthur Weasley, you made sure there was a loophole when you wrote that law!” shouted Mrs. Weasley. “Just so you could carry on tinkering with all that Muggle rubbish in your shed! And for your information, Harry arrived this morning in the car you weren’t intending to fly!”

(CoS, 43)

Like, this is bizarre. Let's recap, Arthur Weasley is the head of the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, described as:

“What does your dad do at the Ministry of Magic, anyway?” “He works in the most boring department,” said Ron. “The Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.” “The what?” “It’s all to do with bewitching things that are Muggle-made, you know, in case they end up back in a Muggle shop or house. Like, last year, some old witch died and her tea set was sold to an antiques shop. This Muggle woman bought it, took it home, and tried to serve her friends tea in it. It was a nightmare — Dad was working overtime for weeks.” “What happened?” “The teapot went berserk and squirted boiling tea all over the place and one man ended up in the hospital with the sugar tongs clamped to his nose. Dad was going frantic — it’s only him and an old warlock called Perkins in the office — and they had to do Memory Charms and all sorts of stuff to cover it up —”

(CoS, 36)

It's a small office, only Arthur, the office's head, and one employee, Perkins. Even though it's such a small office, that is held in low regard, Arthur still has the legal authority to bill laws relevant to his office. Molly and he literally say he wrote a loophole into the law on purpose!

This means any department or office head in the ministry, regardless of how small or inconsequential they are, has the legal authority to draft a law and offer it to vote in the Wizengamot. We know the law bills get voted on, so at least random ministry personnel can't just make laws for whatever they want.

We don't really know what Araminta Meliflua Black did for a living, but she was clearly legally allowed to draft laws too:

and Araminta Meliflua . . . cousin of my mother’s . . . tried to force through a Ministry Bill to make Muggle-hunting legal

(OotP, 113)

And we know her law didn't pass, so I assume it was dropped during a Wizengamot vote.

But this process shows how much the Ministry of Magic doesn't function like a democracy.

I'll write about what exactly the Wizengamot is, how I believe it functions, and who the members are (I'm pretty sure they aren't elected democratically though. Edit: I wrote it). Still, for now, the legislative process in the ministry is that every office head writes laws in their area of expertise (or anything else they're passionate about, apparently). Then the law gets voted on by the Wizengamot which is both the Parliament (the legislature) and the supreme court of justice in the ministry (somewhat like the House of Lords in the UK used to function in the past).

In democracies, the legislature is usually elected by popular vote or indirectly elected, this group of elected legislators would be the only ones who could legally write laws. As every office head in the ministry has the authority to act as a legislator, I assume no such election methods are in place for every single office in the ministry. For the larger department heads, perhaps, but not every minor office.

If we take the muggle UK as our legislature template, laws can be billed by any member of the parliament (be it the House of Lords or the House of Commons). Then these bills are voted on multiple times by the parliament. It's more complex than that, but my main point is that in every sensible democratic country, the members of the parliament are the ones drafting laws and voting on them. In the Ministry of Magic, it seems like basically everyone in the Ministry can draft a law, not just Wizengamot members (who vote on them).

In the US there are ways for citizens to recommend laws to the member of Congress that represents them, but that's completely different to Arthur just straight up writing a loophole into the law intentionally! There isn't even anyone who oversees the phrasing of the bill, or reads through it to make sure it makes sense or, idk, legal if Arthur could just write what he wished! Or that Araminta could write a bill for muggle-hunting and offer it up to a vote, like... there doesn't seem to be any screening for the laws that go into a vote. Not even for their phrasing.

This is just a messed up little fact about the legislative processes within the Ministry of Magic I didn't see anyone mention that I think is interesting.

#harry potter #hp #harry potter theory #hp theory #hp meta #harry potter meta #wizarding world #ministry of magic #arthur weasley #hollowedtheory

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jessi-skylark · 2 months

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Exploring a scene where Honeymaren is studiously learning all the tribal wisdom of an elder in the tribe…

Any votes for your favorite?

Regardless, I finally achieved some beautiful results, and a consistent character, spending hundreds of hours training a “Honeymaren” AI model…but the style is super inconsistent…so much work to be done

#give elsa a girlfriend #elsamaren #frozen fandom #frozen 2 #frozen fanart #elsa fanart #lgbt fiction #honeymaren #the northuldra #ai assisted art

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batlleonafc · 7 months

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She’s a scab. She only cares about herself and what she can personally gain. She let her “friends” take the fall more than once now so she could get a world cup and continue to push that she’s the best player in the world when in reality she played like absolute dog shit and really that second ballon dor shouldn’t have gone to her in the 1st place. She’s just trying to stay relevant sorry that I’m giving you guys the truth 🤷‍♀️

Welcome to @handmeascalpel's ted talk, I'm your host @batlleonafc buckle up and enjoy the ride

Hello, anon. I've read everything you've mentioned. Do you have any evidence to support your claims? Considering that I'm reading this now, you don't. So, let me present the evidence I have. If you understand after this, great. If not, I can't stop people from forming their own opinions.

Exhibit A:

You said, "she only cares about herself and what she can personally gain."

On September 1, 2022, Alexia tweeted in support of Irene Paredes when the RFEF essentially blamed her for the players' opposition to the federation. Alexia was injured at the time and wasn't even in camp or eligible for a call-up. She was the first to tweet, sparking the revolution against the RFEF.

Ironically, on September 23 of the same year, exactly one year ago, Alexia was the first to post the Las15 statement, stating that the players wanted a "firm commitment for a professional project" and expressing their unhappiness that private conversations with the federation were leaked.

Exhibit B:

You said, "she let her friends take the fall more than once so she could get a World Cup."

As I mentioned earlier, Alexia was injured and therefore ineligible for a call-up. So her statement and email were never considered valid.

Every statement has always been posted by her first because she has a large following. She has consistently spoken out loudly and clearly about the problems. She never let friends take any fall. More proof is attached below.

She went to the World Cup because she was fit and couldn't escape sanctions, in case you forgot about them. I'd like you to tell me how many players who came back from an ACL injury immediately played well, or maybe just give me some names.

#seacabo was started by Alexia, and she took the lead for everything. It's not hard to find this evidence. Regardless of what people like you want to say about her, both on and off the pitch, you can see what kind of person she is.

Exhibit C:

You say, "that second Ballon d'Or shouldn't have gone to her in the first place."

Who do you think should have won it then? I'd be happy to hear your answer.

But since you brought up the Ballon d'Or, let me share a few things:

Official stats from the 2021/22 season:

La Liga Femenina:

- 26 games played.

- 18 goals scored.

- 16 assists.

Copa de la Reina:

- 4 games played.

- 4 goals scored.

- 1 assist.

Supercopa de España:

- 2 games played.

- 1 goal scored.

- 1 assist.

UEFA Women's Champions League (UWCL):

- 10 games played.

- 11 goals scored.

- 3 assists.

Regarding the Ballon d'Or voting, she only missed out on 29 days, equivalent to one tournament (the Euros). Nobody came close to her stats, and she's a midfielder. These stats are only for her club. Her national team stats are just as impressive, as she has been crucial in every single match, not just easy ones. She essentially surpassed her own record from the previous season when she won the Ballon d'Or. In short, she deserved it.

There's more to a player than just stats, especially for defenders. But the stats Alexia has as a midfielder are outstanding.

Exhibit D:

Finally, you said, "she's just trying to stay relevant." Sorry to say, but she doesn't have to say anything to stay relevant.

She uses her influential platform to talk about what's true and important, unlike many players. Ramona Bachmann is a good example, and even Athenea, for that matter.

I hope you've learned something today, anon. If not, good luck with your opinion of Alexia. You might just look foolish for hating on her.

Thank you for listening to @handmeascalpel's ted talk I hope you learned something today!

#alexia putellas #she had way too much fun doing this #she's the best

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kvothbloodless · 3 months

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Yet another dumb Trolley Problem (fixed) :)

Plz read all the options before voting.

(Clarification: the green people are only the friends of that chooser, but are always there. For example, the three green people on the 2nd track are friends with only Chooser B; they are strangers to all of the other Choosers.

Also Clarification: All people in the image are always there. This means all the Choosers are always there. If you are, for example, Chooser C, then all of the other Choosers are still in their positions, and are strangers to you. Choosers cannot communicate with each other.)

#polls #trolley problem #moral philosophy #im being annoying again :)#posts taking place entirely up my own asshole

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6sakusa · 2 years

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Favorite girl part2? I beg

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝟐

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑

You can read Part 1 here.

In which you and Eren have known eachother for ages & were bestfriends until he got into a relationship, out of respect you decided to distance yourself from him, but it seems like he’s got other ideas.

C/W: Toxic Eren, Smut, Fem-bodied reader, Oral, Fingering, Penetration, Anal, Mentions of infidelity.

You forced out a smile at Marco, your date who was currently siting on your couch and had been interrupted multiple times by the sound of your phone vibrating. Of course it was Eren, who you had blocked around an hour ago considering he would not stop bypassing your do not disturb, and he was making it extremely awkward for you.

You hadn’t even had the time to check what he was saying, probably something along the lines of threatening you to answer him and stop avoiding him after what took place between the two of you at his frat. After the two of you had finished in the kitchen things had gotten even crazier in the bedroom, this man had an ungodly amount of stamina, or maybe he was just pushing himself so he could enjoy you as much as he could.

Regardless, you concluded that it probably shouldn’t have happened. Eren had literally cheated on his girlfriend with you, it was shameful. You couldn’t help feeling guilty so distanced yourself even more than before, now it was time for you to move on which was why your eyes were surveying Marco’s freckles. You had a rough estimate that in around half an hour you could probably get him in your bedroom, get laid, and move on.

Now that Eren had been blocked for a while the awkwardness was not dissipating considering you no longer had to keep apologising every moment, fumbling to silence your phone which was not working for whatever reason.

“—Did you hear me? Y/n?” Marco waved his hand in front of your face, effectively catching your attention.

“Oh yeah sorry I’m just thinking of whats going to happen later.” You shook yourself back to reality with a smile, hoping you could manoeuvre your way out of this smoothly.

“Later?” He raised an eyebrow clearly not catching your memo, “What’s happening later?”

“You’ll find out.” You gave him a mischievous grin, it was entertaining watching the way his eyes lit up once he realised what you had actually meant, it was enough for you to break into a chuckle before you stood up. “Want something to drink?” You asked knowing that this was the perfect opportunity to dish out the few expensive wines you had been gifted.

“Sure.” He was blushing lightly, laying back on your couch a little, he began surveying the room as you made your way to the kitchen. “You’ve got a really nice place by the way.” He complimented.

“You think so?” You raised an eyebrow, poking your head out of the corner of the kitchen door, “I think you’ll like the bedroom even better.” At that he laughed while you opened the bottle.

Before he could respond there was a knock at the door. Finally, your order had arrived, you had planned to go on holiday soon and would be needing the clothes. You were glad that it came now before you got into the bedroom, getting the door during sex was not ideal.

You put the bottle down, opting for opening the door instead but Marco waved you off, “Don’t worry I’ll get it, you’re pouring us drinks.” He stood up enthusiastically, for some reason he felt the need to impress you. He’d always found you pretty, well who hadn’t? He had finally worked up the courage to ask you out and was elated at your response. As much as sleeping with you would be a dream he wanted more, he had feelings for you and he hoped he could soon make you his girlfriend.

“Thanks.” You smiled, going back to pouring the drinks. It only took seconds for your smile to fade at the sound of a jarringly familiar vote, that was not the delivery you had anticipated.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You could practically hear Eren seething from the door, you sighed before rushing over to see him with the most disgusted look on his face, it’s like he couldn’t fathom the thought of another man being with you alone. “Wheres y/n?” He didn’t even give him a chance to respond. Well, this was awkward to say the least, not only did Marco and Eren know eachother but they lived in the same frat.

“What are you doing here?” Your attention caught his comment, he watched as you uncomfortably shifted, crossing your hands over in a standoffish manner. “I’m busy if you didn’t notice.”

“No you’re not.” He scoffed.

“What—“

“Because Marco was just leaving, weren’t you?” He clasped his hand over Marco’s shoulder in an almost threatening manner sporting a look that was practically compelling him to comply or else. “He just told me actually, go on Marco, tell her what you told me.”

“Yeah..” He turned to you, scratching his head shyly, in return you pouted. “I do actually have to go.” He frowned, not wanting to run into any conflict with Eren, he had no clue that the two of you were like that, in-fact he thought Eren had a girlfriend.

“Marco you don’t have to—“

“Great that’s settled then.” Eren interrupted you, stepping to the side to allow Marco space to exit through the front door. You sighed deeply knowing that you couldn’t convince him to stay after this encounter. “I’ll text you okay?” You said before mouthing sorry, he didn’t blame you anyway, there was a clear apologetic tone in your voice.

He smiled at you sadly, but you only got a flash of it before Eren completely shut the door in your face. You didn’t even bother looking at him, rather you turned for the kitchen to finish pouring your drink, he was hopeless.

“You ruin everything.”

“I did you a favour.” He raised an eyebrow, following you into the kitchen. He knew your apartment well, he had helped you pick out even with meant he felt more than comfortable here, it was practically his second home. Perks of being best-friends with the guy you fucked on a counter.

“What are you here for?” You side-eyed him, not offering any form of hospitality, you weren’t happy at all that you had been interrupted and he could tell. If you were lucky maybe you could convince him to leave in ten minutes.

“First you avoid me, then you block me, now you’re asking why I’m here? Why do you think I’m here?” You give him half your attention, grabbing your glass and making your way to the living-room, you wouldn’t offer him one, besides he could get it himself anyway.

“So I don’t answer you and you come to my home? You’re a fucking creep.” You raise an eyebrow, grabbing the TV remote while you took a seat on your couch.

He looked at you for a moment, not even knowing what to make of your comment. “Are you mad at me?”

“Am I mad at you—?” You laughed bitterly in disbelief, “You literally ruined my fucking date, of course I’m mad at you.” You scoffed, taking a sip of rosé, not even this could satisfy the way you were feeling right now.

“A date? You’re joking right?”

“Why do you think he’s here? We’re not having a gossip session.” You rolled your eyes, you had no clue the effect your words had on Eren. The thought of another man with you on a date, in your bedroom, it was enough to drive him crazy.

“Why the fuck are you on a date?”

“Why the fuck do you care?” Your patience was wearing thin as you brought out your phone to text Marco a second apology, you thought you were about to combust any second now.

“Stop messing around y/n.” Eren grabbed the phone out of your hand, you reacted fast, standing up to try and get it back but you were no match for him. To make matters worse his handsome features were so much sharper up close, he was so beautiful, so desperately beautiful, but right now he was walking a thin line.

“Give it back.”

“No what’s wrong with you? You’re not gonna text another guy in front of me.” He scoffed like you said something ridiculous, he had half the thought that perhaps you had forgotten what took place last week considering the way you were behaving.

“Are you out of your mind? Give me back my phone and leave.” You said sternly, your best guess was that Eren must be intoxicated because he had never acted this strange before.

He just glared you down, not moving to oblige to your request at all, “Eren I’m serious.” You pushed him but he hardly moved, he was much stronger than you after-all and the fact that he budged at all was out of his own choice to give you some breathing space, he could tell that him coming her was perhaps crossing a line but he couldn’t help it. “I will fucking call the cops.”

He raised an eyebrow at you before taking a seat on your couch, “No you won’t.” You felt like he was refusing to take you seriously and all you could do was stare at him in disbelief at his completely nonchalant manner.

“If you’re mad at me then sit down, let’s talk about it.” He tapped the space next to him. You hated when he did this, when he got you so worked up and then acted so mature so you felt like you were crazy or overreacting.

“I don’t want to talk to you Eren, what don’t you understand?” Instantly he gave you a look, a warning look and you could perfectly understand it. It was one that said ‘We’ve already spoken about this, don’t call me that.’ but he ended it there, he could accept you were upset so he would let it slide this time.

It made you feel smaller and the confidence you had to challenge him was starting to fade away. He grabbed your remote, changing over from TV browsing to netflix, “What do you wanna watch? You don’t have to talk to me right now, I’ll give you time but we will talk.” You wondered how he was so good at that, being so dominante with merely one look and then suddenly being Mr Considerate guy.

You slumped onto the couch in defeat, it didn’t take long for your hands to be brought to your face as you broke out in tears. “Hey hey, come on baby don’t do that.” If only you knew the way it broke his heart when you cried.

“Please don’t call me that ‘Ren, please.” Maybe you were being dramatic but you couldn’t help it. You simply couldn’t understand why he came here to talk to you like you were his girlfriend when you weren’t and he had a whole girl at home waiting for him.

He sighed deeply, moving to crouch in front of you so he could get a better look at your face. He moved your hands out of your face, replacing it with one of his own on your cheek. “Why are you crying? If you tell me what’s wrong then—“

“I feel like shit, you make me feel like shit, why are you coming here when you have a girlfriend who loves you? Why? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?” You have half the mind to swat his hand away but you couldn’t deny that you enjoyed his touch more than you should.

He stood up slowly, his face slightly darkening. Were you just the most clueless person on this planet or what? Did he have to spell things out for you? “I don’t love her.”

“But you should, I don’t want to feel responsible for her being cheated on.” You shook your head at the thought, it was the first time you said it out loud and it put into perspective what a horrible person you were.

“Ask me.”

“What?”

“Ask me to break things off with her and I’ll do it, I promise.” He leaned downwards again, getting you to face him by moving your chin up with his hand.

“No, I don’t want you to do that.”

If you weren’t so sensitive he would scoff in your face right now, “What are you afraid of y/n, last week I told you—“

“Forget about last week ‘Ren, that shouldn’t have happened and you shouldn’t be here.” He was unbelievable, completely an utterly unbelievable. Coming here because you didn’t respond to his messages, getting rid of your date, forcing you to speak to him, taking away your phone, he was unhinged, you knew that.

“Last week was the best night of my life.”

“Yeah, because you like sex.”

“No, because I like you. Everything I said was true it wasn’t just to fuck, I think about you everyday, why else would I be here?”

“So why?” You pleased with him, praying that he could see the hurt in your eyes, “Why did you bail on me for her?”

“Is that what you think?” He was about to laugh, if this is what you had perceived the situation to be this entire time he was sure he would lose his mind. “You never showed any real interest in me past our friendship so I tried to get over you with her but last week — I don’t know, I just couldn’t pretend anymore.”

Hearing those words you finally gathered yourself together, you couldn’t be vulnerable like this because then you’d let Eren’s words get to your head, you didn’t need that right now. You cleared your throat, standing and hoping to match his level of intimidation, which failed miserably. “You can pretend and you will.”

“Don’t make me laugh.” He glares you down, wondering where this newfound confidence has come from.

“You should know better than this.”

“What are you so afraid of?” He asked, your eyes held each-other like they were afraid to let go, looking at you now he realised you were everything he ever wanted, everything he ever needed, he couldn’t let things go this way.

“Ruining our friendship.” You responded flailing your arms, hoping that now that he’s gotten the truth he can let things go. Of course you liked him when you were friends, you just couldn’t admit to that, what if things went left, he was the most precious thing to you.

“I guess we’re lucky that I’m not.” He hardly gave you a second to register his words before grabbing onto your shirt and pulling you against his lips, you should probably pull away now, right? But it was hard, it was so hard with him, he kissed you like the two of you were made for eachother, if he had told you he’d crossed an entire universe for this you’d believe him.

So you kissed back, big mistake.

Once you had realised that mistake it was then that you decided to pull away. About now you were mentally facepalming yourself, this is not how you expected today to go. Still, you couldn’t help but admire the blown out expression in his pupils, deep with love, lust and need, reaching out to you with a single glare of his eye. And that meant you couldn’t help the way you pulled him back in again.

You can undoubtedly say Eren was the best kisser you had ever encountered, this man made out like he was born for it, you were half convinced he was.

He moved down towards your neck, he loved this, loved hearing the sounds you made when he found that spot that got you to relish in pleasure. Loved the way he could already feel your legs going weak in his presence against his body. Loved the way he would be able to take care of you if you gave him the chance.

“After tonight—“ He began, you could feel his breath against your neck, it was enough to give you goosebumps, and enough to make you want him more, “—Everyone will know you belong to me.”

Those words were enough to send a shiver down your spine, and you had no doubts that the first step he would take towards this was marking himself on your neck. “But first I need you to say it, say you belong to me.”

“Make me.”

He chuckled shaking his head before tapping your ass, a sign to jump on, and you obliged, he was irresistible after all. Your weight was nothing to him, he carried you with complete ease to the bedroom the two of you had spent so much time in laying around beforehand, you would have never thought things would end up this way.

“Oh, I will.” After placing you onto the bed gently he made quick work of getting you wet, honestly his face was enough to do the job but the kisses were all an extra bonus.

“Take this off for me.” He tugged at your shirt, backing away a little so he could get a better view. “I wanna watch you.”

“You’re such a perv, you know that?” You sat up as he got off the bed, pulling out your desk chair so he could watch you take off your clothes from afar.

“I told you, jacking off material for life.”

You chuckled lightly, you couldn’t believe how easily he’d gotten you to switch, to push the thoughts of his girlfriend to the back of your head with one sentence. Him telling you that this was all so he could get over you almost justified it in your head, it wasn’t really cheating was it? You’ve always been his girl, he said it himself.

“Gross ‘Ren” He just laughed at that while leaning into to seat, getting comfortable to watch. He’d dreamed about this more than he could tell you, more than was possible, it was ridiculous.

You fiddled with the hem of your shirt knowing that underneath you had a matching red lace set expecting to be in here with Marco after your date, on the bright side you’d gotten a better bargain.

Slowly you pulled your top off and you swore you could visibly see Eren’s pants get tighter as he gripped the chair, a completely new expression arising on his face. He held back a groan watching you, he’d never seen anyone more beautiful.

“You’re perfect.” He spoke before even thinking, the words were genuine to his heart. You couldn’t help but feel slightly hot under his gaze, you had never done anything like this before, especially not for your best-friend.

“You’re making me nervous.” You folded your arms over a little bit, in return he clicked his tongue over the loss of view.

He made his way over to you and it felt like the longest few seconds of your life, your stomach burned in anticipation, excitement and fear all at once. Only Eren Jaeger was capable of making a girl feel such things.

“I have so many things I wanna do to you tonight.” He grabbed one of your breasts through your bra, “And I’m going to do all of them, while you keep this on.” He just had to see you with it, it was the best sight of his life. He couldn’t comprehend how you could get even more beautiful.

“Isn’t that right?” He asked slipping a hand under your skirt which you hadn’t taken off yet, you were wondering how he would react to seeing the full set. He wouldn’t be happy because he’s the type of man who could connect the dots and fast.

You nodded watching as his other hand began to tug your skirt down. In mere seconds you only prayed that some kind of miracle would occur where Eren would lose maybe half his intellect, enough so that he couldn’t clock on. That would never happen.

He glanced from your now exposed panties to your bra, his expression going blank for a moment out of being completely horny while it fought the other side of his brain telling him that you hadn’t put this on for him. A couple seconds passed before he clicked his tongue, “You were gonna give him all this?”

You had no favourable way of responding so decided on not responding at all, that provoked him even further. The thought of you and Marco, he didn’t even wanna go there, he’d be sick.

“No man is ever going to touch you the way I do, do you understand?” He asked, fingers ghosting over your spot before he pressed down, rubbing exactly where you needed him to. “I asked you a question.”

You nodded, biting down on your lip as the sensation elicited a moan out of you, “Say it, I wanna hear you say it.”

“No man is gonna touch me the way that you do.”

“Good good, you want me inside?” He asked, dragging his fingers up and down you at an agonising pace.

“Please.”

“Ask again.” He used your own line against you, remembering vividly the words from the party, and how could he forget when the night was on repeat for him ever since. He’d fisted his cock to that imagine of the two of you so many times that he’d lost count, but it was nothing compared to the real thing.

“Please ‘Ren.”

He moved your underwear to the side, deciding that he would get you to keep that on too while he pushed one finger into you. You gripped the sheets a little harder, whining at the now pressure. “If you want my cock then you’re gonna beg for it, you know that right?” He began pumping his finger before adding another, caging you under his body to make sure he was the only thing you could look at. “I want to be nice to you y/n I do, but you make it so hard for me, so hard.”

He moves his thumb to your clit, only lightly because he wants to keep you like this, you can’t cum yet, not after what you tried to pull earlier. “Slutting yourself out to another guy like this, you make me sick.”

“Y-You’re the one with a girlfriend.” You said between heavy breathing and moans, he was such a hypocrite, that was simply Eren for you. “I’d never fuck her like I’ll fuck you but you’re prepared to give another guy all this? He doesn’t deserve you.”

You whined in pleasure, your pussy clenching around his fingers, he caught that, of course he did. “Want another?” He asked, you nodded while running your hand down his body, he shivered at your touch.

“Then don’t fight me, you’re too tight.” Again, the same reaction. He wasn’t finding it difficult to please you at all, in fact, Eren was beyond amazing with words. Slowly he adds a third, making sure he didn’t hurt you. As much as you hadn’t behaved preferably tonight and didn’t deserve such treatment there’s no way his massive cock could fuck you without getting you wet enough first, he couldn’t risk you being in pain, even if he wasn’t happy with you.

Once he was in comfortable his fingers began to pick up the pace, so much that you would probably hear it from underneath you if it wasn’t for all your moaning. Eren could tell you were close, you were getting louder, clenching around him tighter, the expression on your face was enough to let him know too, so he just stopped.

“What? ‘Ren I’m so close.” You whined pleading with him but he didn’t care, laughing at your desperation instead.

“You’re not cumming on anything but my cock today but I already told you, first say you belong to me and I’ll give it to you.” He pushed your underwear back into position, rubbing against you from the outside now, enough that you wouldn’t cum but still feel good as your slick formed a dark patch.

“Please.”

“Say it.”

“I belong to you.” It was enough to make pre-cum leak out of his tip, his pants were uncomfortably tight now. In all honesty the moment he walked through your front door it had started but you were the only girl who could get him so unbelievably hard.

“Again.” He leaned in closer, wanting to hear it loud and clear so that he could remember it well enough.

“I belong to you ‘Ren.”

“Yeah you do so you know what? I’m gonna cum wherever I want, starting with right here.” His fingers ghosted over your slit before his attention was brought back to your face, “Then that pretty mouth of yours, you’re gonna take my cock in it yeah?”

You nodded, eager to do anything to please him because you knew that you were in for the night of your life. “And then your tits, fuck I love your tits. And if you’re feeling up to it your ass, but you will be feeling up to it, right baby?”

“Yes ‘Ren.” You were already working on unbuckling his belt, you needed him inside you absolutely more than you’ve ever needed anything on this planet.

“Good, you’re so good. You’re gonna make what you did tonight up to me.” He watched you pull down his pants before going straight for his boxers, he could almost laugh at your desperation.

His cock sprung free and you couldn’t help but gape a little, sure he’d fucked you before but you’d hardly gotten a look, it’s not like the counter was too mobile and by the time you’d gotten to the bedroom? Well, you can hardly keep your eyes open. “I can’t take that.” You gaped a little.

“You can, and you will, you did it last time.” His hands move to your waist before they’re back on your underwear, “You ready baby?”

You took a deep breath before nodding, he rearranged his grip on you to be more firm with one hand as he held his cock on the other, pushing it into you slowly. You were making it difficult for him at first you were pushing him out and he didn’t get why, unless you were just this tight.

You began to whine a little, he could feel your nails digging into his skin but paid it no mind, if anything he liked it, the fact that there would be something left on him after your night together. “I know I know.” He coaxed you, grabbing your face with one hand slowly, “Does it hurt?”

“Mhmm.” You turned your face away from him, you were between the point of pain and pleasure right now. Never in a million years did you think you would curse Eren Jaeger for having such a big dick but never in a million years did you think you’d be fucking him either.

“Then I’m sorry about this.” You furrowed your eyebrows at him, unsure what he meant until he began pounding into you at an ungodly pace. He’d hardly given you the time to adjust, he wanted to, he really did, but he couldn’t hold back, he was drunk on you.

“Shit ‘Ren.” You managed between moans, digging into him even harder, he caught your surprise at first, but the louder he got he could tell you liked it when he was like this, just a tiny bit rough with you.

“Sorry babe I just can’t hold back, I’ve been thinking about fucking you all week, all my life.” His lips moved to your neck once again, he’d realised how much you loved that. Right now you could barely even respond with him hitting all the right spots like this. His hand moved towards your breast, rubbing on your nipple lightly but it was enough to make you clench all around him.

“Fuck baby don’t do that you’ll make me cum.” He slowed down his pace, he was going to get everything he wanted tonight that was for sure, but he wanted you in missionary a little longer, you were way too beautiful for him to let you up without a fight.

“I want you to cum, cum in me ‘Ren, please.” You pleaded with him, he almost gaped for a little bit before recollecting himself and giving you a deep chuckle. You got him there, you really did.

“Stop that.” He put his hand over your mouth to stop you from speaking, he knew you were doing it on purpose, you weren’t going to take this away from him, not on his watch. If you said one more word he was sure he’d shoot the biggest load ever inside of you.

“Please.” He could hear your muffled begging even through the way you kept muttering his name as his dick rutted up you relentlessly.

“Be a good girl and take these in your mouth and I’ll think about it.” He slid his fingers in your mouth, already imagining the image of your pretty lips wrapped around his cock. He was going to lose it he was sure of it, you were going to make him lose it. He watched intently as you sucked on his fingers, the entire sight was lewd, erotic even. He was in love.

You grabbed his fingers, sucking and pulling them out until it made a pop sound. “Please daddy.” That was it, it was over for him. The familiar feeling built up inside him and the fact that you were clenching around him with what was now your own orgasm wasn’t helping either. You were practically sucking him in, he was sure that you wanted him to breed you because he couldn’t pull out now if he wanted to.

He groaned as he shot squirts of cum down you, watching as you moaned in overstimulation as he continued rutting into you. He wasn’t going to stop until you got every single drop of him.

“Too much ‘Ren.” You moved your head to the side, he could feel your body shaking under him but he didn’t care this was your fault. He brought his fingers to your clit deciding that he wanted to make you cum again in the span of a few seconds and he did exactly that regardless of the fact that you tried to push him away with your hand.

Another wave had washed over you and you were louder than ever before, you were convinced that Eren made you cum harder and harder each-time, it was like he was learning your body and adding more to make the experience better for you and you could admit he was doing it well.

He buried his head in your neck, slowing down until he completely stopped and regained himself. That was the largest load he’d ever shot in his life and he could feel it dripping out from inside you onto his dick without even looking.

“You bitch.” You could feel his low vibration against your neck though you couldn’t respond, you were already two fucked out for that, the overstimulation having its way with you. “You made me cum.” He grabbed your face with one hand, “You know what comes next right?”

He grabbed your body, flipping you over so that you were on top of him now. He placed a chaste kiss on your lips, you didn’t know how he did it, how he was so rough with his words but sweet with his actions. You grabbed his hair, tugging on it while the two of you made out. He was so pretty like this with his hair down, fucking you like his life depended on it. Those thoughts didn’t last long though, how could they when Eren was suddenly pushing you towards the other side of the bed. He grabbed you then, placing you gently on the ground so that you were on your knees. “I’m gonna fuck your face baby, you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Yes ‘Ren.” You stabilised yourself on his thigh, his cock was already hanging down, hitting the side of your face. “Make sure you keep all of that inside you or else I’ll stop.” You couldn’t even respond because he didn’t even take a second before shoving his dick in your mouth. He wasn’t joking when he said that he would fuck your face.

He had a firm grip on your head, abusing your throat as much as he wanted. And when the tears began brimming in your eyes? Well that was his favourite part of course. This was the perfect look for him, if you were going to cry for anyone or anything it better be because he’s shoving his dick down your throat.

He grabbed his phone, he couldn’t resist. There’s no way he would let himself forget this moment, he needed to replay it over and over, for when he was fisting his own cock thinking of you. There was already a ring of his cum as your head bopped up and down, his balls slapping against you as he shoved the phone in your face. “Look into the camera baby, need to see you.”

Your eyes flickered upwards and he wished he could burn this into his mind, “Fuck just like that.” Your mascara was running down your face, tears pricking the side, your makeup completely ruined of course and the most fucked out expression he had ever seen. And it was all because of him.

“You’re perfect you know that? Fucking perfect.” He ended the video, tossing it somewhere on the bed so he could pull you off him, giving you a minor breather. “Touch yourself.” He commanded, seeing how you were rubbing your thighs together to get off.

He could see the shy expression on your face so he grabbed your jaw with his right hand, “Please baby? I wanna see, need to see you.”

Slowly you brought your hand to your clit, rubbing it on softly with little moans. He didn’t know he could get harder than he was right now, this was insane, you were insanely perfect. He brought his hand to his own cock, stroking it while he watched you. “Shit keep going.” He put his dick back in your mouth, less harsh than last time so he could still feel the moans from your own fingers vibrating down his dick.

Your lips, tongue, face and moans combined were enough to send him over the edge. You watched as his head tipped back as his orgasm washed over him, he pulled his dick out and fisted it so that he could cum all over your face. You laughed to yourself a little, opening up your mouth so that he could tap his tip against your lips for the remainder but he didn’t stop there, no, he didn’t care that your face was covered in cum, he needed more.

He kept fisting his cock into overstimulation so he had another load reserved just for your tits, he was gonna make good on his promise from earlier. White covered your nipples, the warm feeling was enough to get you to grip his thighs. “Fuck y/n, I swear your my favourite girl in the entire world, you hear me? The world.” He gets you to your feet, pushing you back onto the bed.

He begins worshipping your body, kissing every part of you that he could find, making his way down towards your inner thigh, licking up some of the slick that was dripping down your thighs. This was the moment he was waiting for, for you to be wet enough for him to do this. He flipped you around so that your back was to him. He ran his hands down your body, like he was drinking in the sight once again.

“Are you okay with this?” He asked while grabbing his cock, getting ready to push it inside your ass. You nodded but it wasn’t enough for him, “Need to hear you say it.”

“I’m okay with it ‘Ren.”

“Good because I’m going to defile you in every way possible, there’s not going to be a single part of you I haven’t cummed in.” He grabs your throat while inserting himself inside. He wasn’t as rough as he was before, he couldn’t be if he wanted to you were just so fucking tight there, it was impossible for him. He moved his fingers to your clit, “Relax for me babe, loosen up.” You did as he said so he could push in further, a satisfied moan coming out of his mouth before he began moving, both hands on your hips.

You were moaning uncontrollably, how couldn’t you be? He moved to insert a finger in your pussy, while completely ramming himself up your ass. You were going to lose your mind, you couldn’t even think, and could hardly breathe with his hand around your throat. You felt stuffed, the only thing that could make this better is if you had another dick in your mouth.

“Who else has been in here?”

“No one.

“That’s right, all mine.” The sensation of his left hand roaming up and down your body, his right fingering you and his cock up your ass drove you over the edge quickly in a way you had never felt before. You couldn’t even open your mouth to tell him you were about to cum, you could barely move. It was almost like you were half-conscious but you could feel the mess you were making below you and you had no doubt Eren was cumming too considering the hot liquid trialing down your ass. “Fuck baby did you just squirt?” He moved back a little to basque in all your glory before a grin returned to his face.

“You know what this means right? You’ve got to do it again for me, want a better view this time.” And like usual, he always got what he wanted.

A/N: It took me like two days to write this??? I have no clue why I found it so difficult but thank you for the request & all the support on part 1 of favourite girl I’m feeling so much more inspired to write again, the things you guys say mean the world to me.

Thank you for everything & requests for Eren Jaeger are open.

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The things to know: AFAB! Reader, M. Masturbation, F. Masturbation, perverted! kyojuro, creampie (cant rlly call it breeding now can i?) kink

Pairing: Rengoku x Reader

W/C: 1.3k

A/N: I did a poll asking what y'all wanted to see once I finished my Haganezuka fic and my semi-joke option won (I was rooting for shinjuro but a pue). I didn't finish that one yet but I figured it'd be good to get this out regardless. Since this isn't your typical smut fic, I went a little extra with the details to make up for the lack of reader presence. Also for the folks that voted for Shinjuro...do you want head? ANYWAY ENJOY

Words/Phrases to know: Kakebuton - the duvet of a futon

This is submitted for @renhoeku's Rengoku Birthday Collab!

MDNI Banner by @/omiyours

Knit, unruly and thick dark eyebrows adorned the flushed and sweaty face of the Flame Pillar, incandescent and powerful half-lidded eyes trained on the ceiling, however he wasn’t taking in the appearance of the wooden beams. His kakebuton that was pulled just below his chin acted as almost perfect cover for the private, intimate act he was performing; his hand creating the puffed up lump in the covers that jumped at a steady pace. With a soft inhale, Kyojuro swallowed thickly, rehydrating his throat that was left dry due to his agape mouth. A broken yet barely audible groan escaped into the hot air of the room as Kyojuro felt slight shockwaves traverse through his muscular body; an early sign of the moment that was to come.

The Flame pillar never really did this, pleasuring himself in the dead of night while his loved ones slept in rooms nearby. But as of late, he couldn’t help it. How could he when all of his morning and night thoughts were filled with nothing but you; his body showcasing it in his underwear every time he rose and every time he crawled under the warm sheets of his futon. Your addicting scent, your captivating smile, your melodious laughter that made even the birds in the sky envious. Your eyes that were never empty; always holding copious amounts of emotion that made his flamed heart burn even brighter. Kyojuro’s hips bucked slightly upwards into his warm palm as a certain cherished memory entered his lust filled mind.

You came to the seaside with him and his brother one hot summer day; the cold salt water of the sea embracing you both while Senjuro stayed on land. It was merely by accident and Kyojuro didn’t mean anything by it, honest, but as he waded in the relaxing water he had lost his footing due to the strong pull back of the tide and collapsed onto you. The whole ordeal would have been nothing more than a simple mistake if it weren’t for the compromising position you both found yourselves in; his waist wedged perfectly in between your delectable legs, his muscular arms caging your head. Since then, that memory has plagued his mind almost every morning and absolutely every night.

An airy groan that was a bit louder than he had anticipated slipped from his throat as the image of you gazing down on him with a love filled look entered his mind.

“Shit..” The low spoken vulgar word slipped out in a sigh as Kyojuro felt himself sink into delusion. The ceiling seemed to disappear from his eyes as the imagery of you raising and lowering your nude body in time with his hand filled his vision. Kyojuro could no longer feel the callouses from his hand rub against his shaft, instead the once hard touch taking on a more warm and soft tone. Fiery eyes nearly blurred at the delusion of your breasts moving with every pump of his hand, his pectorals could practically feel the weight of your delicate hands. An almost mute moan passed through his lips as he imagined the feather soft touch of your lips peppering his neck with kisses.

As his flame colored hair stuck to his neck and forehead with sweat, another cherished and private memory filled his thoughts.

You were both on a joint mission, resting at a wisteria house for the night before continuing on your journey. Kyojuro had only passed by your room to reach his, however his silent footsteps stopped in their tracks when his ears picked up on your voice through the shoji. Straining to hear, Kyojuro’s owl-like eyes opened even wider once he heard the sweet little moans escape your mouth; soft squelching noise accompanying them. Kyojuro bit his lip as it fully dawned on him the intimate act you were doing, feeling himself get harder and harder with every whimper.

The sliver of light from your slightly open shoji landed on his face as he repositioned his stance, his eyes trained on the mesmerizing view before him. With your eyes shut and your exposed nipples erect, your body was splayed bare facing his direction however you were too lost in your lust to feel his presence. Your legs were spread wide apart and Kyojuro honed his sight onto your enticing cunt; the body part gaping open as your fingers danced and played with your swollen clit as well as sink into the wet opening.

He felt so wrong doing this, standing just outside the thin sliding door that separated the two of you, palming himself through his now undone yukata. But, alas, the tingling and warm eroticism of the situation overpowered his sense of common decency. A more primitive, carnal part of him wanted to walk in on you, to offer his help to the sexual predicament you found yourself in, but Kyojuro wasn’t too far gone to actually follow through with such a thought. Instead, he stayed there, exposed to the empty hallway for all to see his inappropriate actions. He couldn’t hold back the immediate release he felt when he heard your moans carry a more airy and higher pitched tone, hawk-like gaze drinking in the contractions your body did while your creamy nectar oozed out. He remembered how scandalous it felt, wiping up the wasted cum that fell onto the floor and quickly leaving before he was caught. He felt strange, thinking back, of the immense disappointment he felt knowing that his cum would’ve been better utilized if dripping from your cunt rather than pool onto the wooden floor.

With his other hand twitching as it rested on his abs, Kyojuro couldn’t help but buck his hips upwards as his orgasm traveled closer and faster. He would give anything to run his hands over the dips and curves of your body, to taste the flavor of your lips. His mouth practically watered at the thought of tasting the divine nectar that would ooze from your pussy as his rough hands found a home wedged in the fold of your hips, your legs resting on his broad shoulders. He wanted to sink into your warm embrace as he pistoned inside of you with fervor. He wanted to feel and see the plumpness of your ass ripple as he gave your gummy walls the rough and abusive treatment it deserved.

As if a giant bubble popped in boiling water, Kyojuro’s head craned backwards on his pillow as his orgasm finally arrived; restrained grunts rumbling from his throat. “F-fuuck..” Slowly and quietly rolled from his mouth as he relished in the uncontrollable moment. His eyes were screwed shut as he felt the warmth of his seed splatter and decorate his pelvis, drops of it traveling down his exhausted hand. His body twitched as the once restricting pressure that inhabited his body exited with force, his chest heaving with every hard breath that left his nose. Fingers from his idle hand ran through his messy hair before resting under his head as his other hand kept moving, trying his hardest to ride out the powerful orgasm to the fullest. With a labored sigh, Kyojuro’s eyes unshielded themselves and took in the disappointing view of the ceiling.

His thumb languidly traveled over his tip in a repetitive motion, absentmindedly spreading his seed on his sensitive tip as he sank deeply into his thoughts. He had to have you; to taste you, to fill you with his sticky, white cum over and over again. Of course, the lust that he had for you was merely a portion of the intense and passionate emotions he had for you. But when the noise of crickets filled the stagnant night air and sleep didn’t find him just yet, Kyojuro couldn’t help but imagine lustful images of you.

ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ʙɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴛᴏꜰꜱᴛᴇᴡɪᴇ™ 2023

Tags: @auraee @sulli1361 @wanderingfaee @kyojurosrealwife @comatosebunny09

#kny rengoku #rengoku smut #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x reader #demon slayer smut #kny smut #rengoku x y/n #stew’s smut stew #kyojuro x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro x Reader #original stew

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snellyfish · 1 month

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Why is Angie your favourite character?

This is really funny I just got off call with Glownary and was talking about how much I don't miss Danganronpa discourse. Anyway I hope someone finds a way to get mad at me in this post!

((Admittedly I'd probably actually place Korekiyo above her because he ACTUALLY has a relevant and specified canon story,,, but, y'kno))

Plain and simple, she just has a handful of design and character tropes I super adore in characters! As a base, I'm usually not super into,,, well-adjusted, well-liked , reasonable, and rational characters. LMAO. They're fine but I live for exaggeration. I LOVE when they're little freaks and not watered down at all for the viewers sake/comfort, I love when they (both the writers and the written) just keep twisting the knife for no good reason other than the bit despite how unconventional it may be.

One could argue that her not being watered down and being as shitty to the other players as she is is a trauma response, or just a mentally ill person being mentally ill. It can be neat to think of her that way sometimes! It's of my opinion that almost all Danganronpa characters are super open-ended lore/personality-wise and we as fans are just making up canon as we go because it's FUCKING FUN, and, as such, all the ways that Angie can be interpreted is very interesting to me-- EVEN if that's seen as "the irredeemable annoying religion-force-feeding zealot antagonist." Which is, of course, an objectively awful way to view anyone REGARDLESS of media illiteracy, but, you know! I like weird freaks so this "flaw" they see is simply more food for me. Yippee!!

Whether I think she's canonically A) genuinely malicious and sadistic, B) traumatized from an abusive religious sect, C) honestly caring about the other players, and/or D) none/all of the above? I'll never tell! Oops all bangers!

Tropes I enjoy, whether or not I found myself enjoying them BECAUSE of Angie herself;;

Religion, especially if it's horrifying and...bad! (Most of my own characters deal heavily with religion and religious trauma, I think it's cool to play with, whether or not it's a fantasy religion like I think Angie's is)

CULTS! Cult behavior! Let's live in a commune!! (GUYS I LOVE MIDSOMMAR)

Dark skin / light hair contrast color combo goes hard!!!

+ The pansexual flag palette is literally my favorite color combo ever!!!!

Manipulative little shits!!!!!

Small scary women!!!!!!

Islander stuff, it's very nostalgic to me and I just have a deep love and appreciation for the beach and ocean!!!!!!!

Piercings!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cutesy sunshine character who could and would stab you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDK HOW THIS WASN'T MY FIRST POINT!!!!!!!!!!

AND SHE'S JUST FUCKING SILLY!!!!!!!! SHE'S GENUINELY SO FUNNY AND CUTE ESPECIALLY IN HER INTERACTIONS WITH SHUICHI!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER SO BAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She was an IMMEDIATE favorite when I played V3 and when I found out that, like, everyone fucking HATED her and she's probably the least liked character in the entire class by the fans, my brain immediately went the contrarian route to find reasons to like her even MORE. I tend to do this a lot, but when it's a character I already enjoy, it's even worse, dude.

ummmmm obligatory Shinnaga mention sorry but I frequently tend to appreciate a character a lot more based on potential dynamics alone. Ships, romantic or not, have legitimately gotten me to enjoy characters I hated before, based on interesting interactions unique to them alone. So while Kiyo and Angie's (they're making out btw) ingame dynamic and dialogues aren't REALLY what my sick and twisted mind views them as, it's worth noting that my honest belief and interpretation of the two of them could even give me a sliver of that dynamic being possible .......... means she's fuckin slay ............ it means love wins..... It means Vote For Yonaga 2024

#angie yonaga #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 #character analysis #idk #ask #anon

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hellshee · 2 years

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besties i’m not gonna let this go so here’s what i know. maybe i am missing something but here we go:

during eurovision the moldovan jury announced their 12 points for ukraine and then none of the remaining points went to romania, even though their song was about romania, and even though it was massively supported by romanians everywhere. (please note that the juries gave moldova either 12 or 14 points in total and the public vote put them in 7th place in the chart)

when it came time to connect to the romanian jury, ebu said they couldn’t connect with the jury in romania so they said romania gave 12 points to ukraine and gave no further information about where the rest of the points went

this is the statement made by the public television in romania:

Romanian Television has fully assumed its commitment to participate in Eurovision 2022, paying the participation fee and preparing, together with the WRS team, a project that has enjoyed the appreciation of the public.

However, we were surprised to find that the result of the Romanian jury's vote was not taken into account in the calculation of the final ranking, the organizers assigning another set of scores to the competitors in the final, on behalf of the jury of our country. We specify that the Romanian jury decided to give maximum score to the representatives of Moldova.

source in romanian

now i have a few things to say

a) both moldova and romania would have given a high number of points to ukraine even if it wasn’t the 12 points. i am 100% sure of this.

b) by doing this, ebu has managed to paint the whole situation in a bad light because they did not have faith in ukraine winning despite having a very good song that deserved to win.

c) if you’re gonna try to fuck with the points, don’t make a country that comes to eurovision and sings about her sister country give no points to their sister country. that was shady to everyone who watched because we have always awarded each other points, but especially during this eurovision given the context of moldova’s song. that was so weird that we were all watching like... huh? not possible

shame on ebu. by doing this, you’ve completely embarrassed yourselves in a way that i don’t think can be taken back.

having said this, congrats ukraine! you guys deserved to win and i’m sure would have won regardless of ebu fucking with our votes <3

(i have the feeling they won’t let us in next year but it had to be said)

#eurovision 2022 #eurovision #moldova #romania #if you guys have other info you can add to it

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makethosenarratorsfight · 11 months

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UNRELIABLE NARRATORS; SIDE C

Dean Winchester Propaganda:

Rewrote his own memory about his friend dying. I know this seems weak and unexpected but there actually a ton of stuff i just can't quote it.

This isn't even about The Winchesters its about him rewriting his memories of Cas staying in purgatory and of his own trauma (courtesy of his shitty dad). He's not obviously an unreliable narrator but he very much is one.

The Narrator Propaganda:

Just... Just listen to the "unfunny" clip, what's more to say, vote for the gay old guy

Depending on the ending, he can be

Spoilers I guess??? He's always trying to guide Stanley to the outcome HE wants, which is a very, very small chunk of the game where the player just obeys everything and doesn't experience anything else. Obeying Narrator to a T will win you the "Freedom" ending, where Stanley can finally leave the office building, and Narrator will wax on about how Stanley's "happy" and "finally free to live at last". ...exceeeept, on completion, Stanley will spawn right back in the building as though nothing happened, restarting the adventure all over again. The truth is that Stanley will never be free, regardless of what the Narrator says. Stanley is trapped in the building and will stay trapped no matter what. This truth can only be acknowledged if you're defiant, and even then, I may be mistaken but I'm pretty sure the Narrator never fully admits this??? The museum ending has a WHOLE DIFFERENT narrator explain their mutually fucked circumstances. The dishonest factors can increase in other ways from the player's input (for example, the Narrator might say "Stanley walked through the left door", but the player can use their input to defy this statement and go through the right one instead, therefore making the Narrator's statement inherently dishonest and the Narrator will get pissy about it, changing the outcome for that path). Sometimes he'll misdirect when he's petulant, especially if the player is directly defying his instructions, which makes the game feel like a game of tug-rope for control at points. I want to say there are times where he directly attempts to trick the player but admittedly I can't think of an exact instance. Plus you know, the Narrator has a large ego and always talks big about things like his importance and integrity and whatnot so who knows how much of that is even sincere and how much is a sad veneer, but that's getting into overanalysis territory and my fingers hurt so let's leave this here. I hope this was coherent.

he quite literally rewrites the story whenever he has issues with the direction stanley starts to go in, i do not know how to explain it better than that

He is literally the narrator, and he constantly tries to mislead and lie to Stanley through the narration to get him back on the story’s proper path

He constantly narrates what Stanley is feeling as if it is the truth, when it is not. He speaks as a authority, and while he is one, he is definitely not reliable.

#unreliable narrators #unreliable narrator battle #polls #side c #dean winchester #supernatural #the narrator #stanley parable

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