#but its too long to get rid of lmfao
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“at least i finally got you back.”
tartaglia x male reader
pt. 2 of “should’ve just begged for me in the first place, huh?”
tw: smut, bottom!male reader, huuuggeeeee size difference, foul legacy!childe, dubcon? idk reader doesn’t stop him 🤷, fingering, humiliation, dumbification (kinda), crying, overstimulation, toys, reader almost passes out, childe big peepee hehe 🤭, im super fucking indecisive about what to call him at the beginning so all childe, tartaglia, and ajax are used, i think thats it maybe this is a long one
genre: smut (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
summary: tartaglia gets revenge, maybe a bit overboard though.
a/n: i hate myself
part 1
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you had no idea how exactly this happened. actually, you did, but it made you feel a certain feeling.. fear? excitement? you weren’t sure, but you knew one thing for sure: there was no way you would be walking the next day.
ajax had asked you on a day together, as he had gotten the day off, granted by the great tsaritsa herself. just to note: it was just about a week after you fucked the living daylights out of tartaglia. the day started off nicely, actually. the two of you had a relaxing walk around liyue harbor, getting some snacks on the way. then, as the sun began to set, he had asked you to a duel, a friendly, innocent little match. and being relaxed and a bit tired from the day, you obliged.
maybe it was his talk during the match that caught you off guard, or maybe you were just tired, but he managed to hit you from the back, which gave him the opportunity to pin you down to the floor. you chuckled, you didn’t even get to use your elemental powers that much when he went into his foul legacy form. the man, who was about twice the size you were, looming over you made you remember what he said that week before-“i’ll be sure to get you back sometime.”you stiffen as you remember his promise, laughing nervously as he stared at you intently.
“tartaglia- you’re not thinking of doing it right now, are you? i-uh- we’re both pretty tired from the day..”
tartaglia hummed a response, his voice distorted from his foul legacy form. he stared at you for another split second, when he grabbed both of your hands and put them above your head, then proceeded to tear off your clothes like paper, leaving you in your underwear. you flinched at the cold air against your skin, as the sun was about to set and the colder winds started to set in.
”don’t worry dear, you’ll warm up in no time.”
you looked up to see tartaglia’s mask gone, so you could see his face. his hair was still slicked back, so you could see how dark his eyes were; clouded in lust and danger. you stiffened- maybe you shouldn’t have gone too hard last week. you were lost in your thoughts for a few seconds, but you suddenly came back when you felt your underwear being pulled off, and looked down to see his cock, and- ah. there’s no way that would fit. it was almost as long as your arm, and archons knew how thick it was. tartaglia noticed your hesitance, and laughed softly.
”hey, i’ll help you prep yourself so it won’t hurt as much, alright?”
you nodded, biting your lip as you tried not to think of how it would even fit inside.~at first, he had you finger yourself while he watched. it was humiliating, sure, but it definitely helped to loosen you up a bit. soon after, he used his own fingers which were noticeably larger than yours. you squirming against his fingers, which were knuckle deep inside. they would prod around, trying to find something. he thrust his fingers a few more times, which drew several more moans out of you, when he suddenly curled his fingers inside of you. just before you could cum, he dove down to deepthroat your cock, his warm throat around you throwing you off the edge, staining his throat white. you felt him gag a bit, before he pulled back and swallowed.
he smiled, and pulled his fingers out of you. he placed you so that you were facing towards him, and you would be sitting on his lap if his cock wasn’t right below you. when he started to align his cock with your entrance, you stiffened. you weren’t too fond of having your body ripped apart by cock, and tartaglia could tell. he rubbed your shoulder reassuringly, and sent you a gentle smile. you tried your best to relax as you felt his large tip slowly breach your entrance. you let out a whimper, already feeling the painful stretch. he slowly got the whole tip inside, groaning at the tightness. you were already struggling to catch your breath, already feeling full from just the tip. how the fuck were you going to handle the rest?? he let you stay for a few moments, then slowly lowered your hips down so that you were just about halfway down. you could just about feel him in your stomach- you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes. he was too deep, and yet you were only about halfway down. he slowly pulled you back up, then dropped you back down to about halfway.
“HAHH-AugHhh..”
you moaned out- it felt too good, and yet it hurt so bad. you threw your head back, eyes rolling back to your skull. tartaglia seemed to have noticed the bulge on your stomach, which he took advantage of, and softly ran his fingers over it before pressing down on it harshly. you choked on a moan, and felt yourself cum for the second time this night. you spasmed around his cock, screaming into the night sky when he suddenly pulled you all the way down. you could’ve sworn that if he came, his cum would come out of your throat from how deep he was. however, you were just focusing on attempting to heal whatever he could have damaged while he feverishly thrusted in and of you as you felt like a cocksleeve; being used for his cock and his cock only. you felt yourself close already, and feeling him press up against your prostate sent you to cum again, strings of white spurting out of your cock. you heard tartaglia’s distorted moans and grunts, occasionally commenting about you-
“you’re so tight, i might’ve not prepped you correctly.”
“you feel my cock all the way inside, yeah? ‘promise to make you feel good.”
“how does foul legacy taste, huh?”
your arms were wrapped around his neck, digging your nails into his back. you could barely hear them at all; all you could think about was the cock you were bouncing on- how it slid in and out so easily, and yet still felt so big inside. the bulge that stretched your skin that showed you were barely able to keep it so deep inside.
“i’ll make you so addicted that you wouldn’t even want me to stop, ever.”
you could hardly process what he said, but you were already so drunk on his cock that you could barely feel yourself cumming over and over again. you faintly heard your own voice, and yet you could hear tartaglia’s grunts and groans as he thrusted as fast as he could, obviously close to his high. your vision was hazy, and you swore you saw stars when he pulled you down harshly and thrust up at the same time, groaning rather loudly as you felt something hot fill you up inside. it was liquidy, and you felt some of it start to leak out of your entrance and down your thighs. you twitched as you felt him pull out, his fingers scooping up the cum that dribbled down from your hole and pushing them back inside. you slumped against his chest, trying your very best to learn how to breathe again. you were drowsy, and about to fall asleep, when you heard tartaglia’s voice.
“aw, come on. you’re a half-god, right? if a mere human could take this, i’m sure you could as well, no?”
you flinched at his words, not knowing how to respond, not that you really could. whatever you tried to say came out as incoherent babbles, which seemed to amuse tartaglia. he reached back to pull something out of his clothes pocket- something oval-shaped, and a remote for something. then it clicked. it was a vibrator. you tried to push back against the harbinger, already twitching and sensitive beyond belief- you couldn’t possibly take more. unfortunately, tartaglia pulled you back to his chest, smirking against your hair. he took the oval-shaped vibrator and shoved it as deep as he could with his fingers. it wasn’t on yet, so it felt a bit strange to have one thing up inside, when it suddenly clicked on and you felt tartaglia’s dick entering you at the same time, slowly pushing the vibrator deeper and deeper. the vibrator pushed against your prostate as he started to fuck you again, your tears flowing down your cheeks as your eyes rolled back and your mouth hung open. your head was thrown back in pleasure, your hands gripping onto tartaglia’s shoulders as best as you could. with all of your strength depleted, you fell back onto his chest, your arms hanging from his shoulders and your head was resting on his chest. you were twitching all over, cumming once again as you let out quiet, hoarse cries every thrust. you were about to black out- it was way too much stimulation, even for a half-god such as you. to give you some credit, a regular human would have passed out several hours ago. you finally heard tartaglia let out a series of groans, curses, and moans, before he released inside of you once again. he pulled out, taking out the vibrator along with it, as you were on the brink of passing out. you felt a hand on your cheek, and you groggily turned to see tartaglia back in his human form, smiling at you. you groaned, preferring to nuzzle your head back into the crook of his neck again. he laughed, pressing a kiss onto your temple.
“sorry if i was a bit rough. i know it was your first time with.. the foul legacy stuff.”
“what, it wasn’t your first?”
“what?? no, of course it was! it just… felt too good, i couldn’t really hold back. but, hey.” he grabbed both side of your face with his calloused hands, making you face him.
“at least i finally got you back.”
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words: 1684 words of smut
also tumblr on mobile is a bitch i have no idea how to fix those huge gaps in between the paragraphs so sorry if it bothers you 😕 (nvm it fixed itself lmao)
also now i can stare at the wall and slowly disintegrate i’ve done my job here
#tartaglia x male reader#childe x male reader#ajax x male reader#tartaglia#male reader#bottom male reader#smut#holy jesus my brainrot is so bad#i kind of hate this#but its too long to get rid of lmfao
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𓆩♡𓆪 SO NEEDY! ࿐࿔
MINORS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DNI!!
content: needy!reader; afab!reader; fem!reader; nsfw; smut; porn with little to no plot; drabble? i tried, ended up being a oneshot; scenario w jjk men; dry humping; p in v sex; riding
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n/a: i was really horny when i wrote this so i had to take a cold shower afterwards lmfao. silly scenario, lwk a headcanon too. english isn’t my first language and im still a rookie at writing so bear with me please! any request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated <3
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"How was work?" Your boyfriend asks you as you get back home from work. You sigh heavily, 'it was absolute hell and draining. I wish I could quit,' you think. "It was okay," you say, lazily dragging your feet towards the couch.
Right now, you want nothing but to be wrapped in your boyfriend's arms and think about nothing. No slacking coworkers, insufferable managers, just you and him. You join your partner on the couch, straddling him and wrapping your arms around his neck instead of sitting beside him, and he lets you.
He can tell how drained you are. Your eyes are drowsy, your breathing heavy and slow, you look like you are about to fall asleep by the way you are snuggling your head into the crook of his neck, your soft breaths hitting his skin. "Tough day, huh?" he murmurs, a hand gently caressing your hair and playing with a few strands out of place while the other rubs your lower back.
You hum a soft 'mhm' and nod, inhaling the scent of his shampoo on his hair and the faint smell of his cologne, one you gifted him on his birthday.
Perhaps he didn't notice. Or maybe he did but chose to say nothing. But you did feel your clothed cunt pressed over where his cock was, a sudden arousal and need rushing through your veins as you cuddled him. You bit your lip, how long had it been since you had intimacy?
It was strange, considering how active your sex life used to be. However, due to a slight change in your work hours, his schedule and yours were not always matching. It was hard to have a moment with him that was not cut short. You'd often had to recur to your fingers to find some sort of release to satisfy your needs. Which were not always enough.
Your pussy started to throb, and you grew anxious. You were not one to start things out, it was usually him. Was it perhaps the stress from work that spiked your sexual frustration up to its breaking point?
You subtly started seeking friction for some relief, making it seem you were looking to get more comfortable on his lap. Of course, it ended up seeming strange the way your hips rolled and could not keep yourself still.
“What’re you doing?” He asks bemused. "I thought you were tired," he teases, his hand travelling from the small of your back to slip under your leggings, groping the bare skin of your ass.
"I'm sorry, I just-" you gasped, his hand squeezing the plush of your ass. He couldn't see the flustered look you had on because of being caught—not that you were 'very' subtle about it—trying to dry-hump him. But he could see the reddened tips of your ears from the corner of his eye and hear your small whimpers along with your breaths heavying the more you pressed yourself against him.
"You need to relieve some stress, is that it?" He murmured, a sly smirk tugging the corner of his lips. He liked seeing this new side of you, so needy and aching for him that you couldn't keep your hands to yourself, not even after a long and tiring day of work.
You nodded again with a small whimper leaving your lips, grinding your pulsing cunt with need against his hardened bulge. "P-please, I need you," you sputtered, one of your hands trailing down to the elastic of his sweatpants, trying to tug it down.
Your boyfriend quietly groaned, dropping soft kisses on your neck, nipping at the skin as his hands helped you to get rid of the clothes that stood between your pussy and him until the slick of your bare dripping cunt damped his sweatpants.
"You look so pretty when you're so in need of my cock filling you up, love," he whispered, his voice deep and filled with lust. He tugged his sweatpants down enough for his cock to spring out, hitting his abdomen and leaking in precum. He gave himself a few languid pumps, his tearing tip teasing your folds and grazing ever so slightly on your swollen clit. "How bad do you need me to stuff you full of my dick, baby?" He asked, his hand coming forward to gently stimulate your neglected bundle of nerves with the pad of his thumb.
"Bad, really bad," You answered quickly, your voice wavering and desperate. You lifted your head to meet his gaze, your eyes pleading him to have mercy and give you what you yearned so much for. "Please," you breathed, angling your hips to align your entrance to his cock.
"Please what? Use your words, princess," he said, teasing you by gliding his tip between your pussylips.
You let out a shaky breath, his taunting sending shivers throughout your body and your heart racing. "Please, fuck me," you whined, leaning forward to press soft kisses along his jawline down to his neck, trying to coax him into stretching your needy cunny with his shaft.
Your boyfriend let out a guttural groan, leaning his head back as you sucked on the skin, giving you more space where to mark him as yours, marks he'd wear with pride the next day. "Fuck, baby, you don't know what you're doing to me," he grunted.
"So, is that a yes?" You asked impatiently, biting your lip in anticipation. He didn't have to answer, his cock did the job by easing its way inside your warm walls until he was fully sheathed inside you, gaining a moan of relief from you. You held on to his shoulders to steady yourself and wasted no time, bucking your hips at a deep pace, already chasing your so-needed release.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," you whimpered, your eyes brimmed with tears of pleasure as you bounced on his cock, lewd and loud squelches of your wet pussy filling out the room. "Anytime, sweetheart," he hissed, his lips pressed on your ear, grunting as he met your thrusts pistoning his cock in and out of your cunt.
TOJI, SUGURU, CHOSO, HIROMI, NANAMI
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remembering about trans!haitham headcanon, do you have any ideas you could share about it? (if that doesn't bother you) maybe about if his grandmother ever knew it, or if kaveh even knew alhaitham before the transition. maybe kaveh knows haitham's deadname? maybe kaveh actually helped haitham in his journey to affirm his gender? thinking about this makes me excited to do a fanfic about this AAAAAAAA-
ofc, i have quite a few (transhaitham just means a lot to me hhhsjdjk)
i like to imagine that his grandma knew and her love, care and support remained unchanged; all she wanted is for him to be content and comfortable, teaching him all that. she def helped him here and there; like seeing how he was bothered by his longer hair so she proposed to cut it short and seeing how his eyes lit up in his usual neutral face when he saw his reflection was prob one of her fav memories of little haitham. not only getting rid of the bothersome weight and heat of annoying hair but also seeing how he looked more boyish pleased him a lot (not that short hair = strictly masculine etc. you know what i mean there)
(dysphoria is not "required" or smth every trans person experience(d), saying this right away (and also as a note to anyone actually unaware of this) - he def didnt experience it, just felt sometimes a bit bothered by some stuff) he just simply knew who he is and wanted to find more comfort with himself by aligning his physical appearance more with his feeling and identity (by transitioning)
(idk if i explain it well in english what i want to say. also def projected there)
so, kaveh and haitham def knew each other in the early stages; when haithams grandma passed away, he attempted to cut his own hair (usually his grandma did) and it turned out cutely shaggy and sloppy (not that it bothered him much, as long as it doesnt look too awful to him) kaveh couldnt take it tho and in a quiet homoerotic charged moment took it on himself to do it right and save it. haitham already went by his name there but if someone knows of his deadname other than his grandma back then, its def only kaveh as his closest friend
years after their falling out, when they meet again in the tavern it nearly had kavehs eyes bulging out when he recognized the person seating down next to him as haitham - so much broader and bulkier than he used to be (back then he was already working out a little just to stay fit and healthy and gain more muscle, but still much slimmer in early stages of t. but now? def could snap kaveh in half and he wouldnt mind at all), his voice deep but still that same aggravatingly confident tone---
(i just love the image of kaveh always being so attracted to haitham and haitham alone, always loving him in every way, for being himself just like haitham loving him in every way, always and without a break despite their falling out)
this is turning more into me being sappy about them than transhaitham thoughts LMFAO SORRY anyway i think kaveh helped haitham a lot with things like cutting his hair properly short or picking clothes (mostly bc he liked dressing haitham since he deems his tastes as awful) or showing him how to shave when he first grew facial hair, all that kinda stuff
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She Missed Me v.2
Hiromi Higuruma
so i did write another version of this, but i like this one a bit better hahaha cus uh... there's penetration lmfao. also i actually edited this one. this one is also on AO3 :)
established relationship (engaged woooo), pussy eating, Hiromi just being a munch meister, he literally talks to ur pussy like fr, vaginal sex, he talks u thru it, pet names, teeny tiny daddy kink, praise kink, implied cockwarming, soft sex, I guess its cute like if u squint
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To put it simply, Higuruma is in love with your pussy. He’s so in love with your pussy, actually.
If he could, he would propose to it the same way he did to you just a few months ago. He will always love you more of course, but he would be more than happy to put it on paper, a loud and proud declaration of just how devoted he is to your cunt.
The appearance, whether it’s freshly waxed and completely bare, or with a small little landing strip that guides him to the riches that are your slick folds. Or even when the hair is grown out, peach fuzz tickling his face as he gets ready to dive in and devour you. He really doesn’t care what he’ll find when he pulls your panties down. Better yet, when you lift up the cheeky little skirts and dresses you love wearing and showing him that you aren’t wearing any panties at all. Those times admittedly, turn him on to a degree that some may find alarming.
And that’s not all there is to love appearance wise, oh no. Far from it. When his hands finally do trail down and part your thighs, he always has to stop himself from salivating. Oh how he just loves seeing your little clit, adores sucking it into his mouth until it’s engorged and swollen. Watching you whine and cry out because it’s just too much for you to handle. But how can he really stop himself when he knows how good it feels for you (and in these instances, he ignores the self indulgence sucking on your bud provides for himself). It doesn’t stop there either. Seeing your folds glistening after he gets you off from clitoral stimulation alone, the excitement in knowing his tongue is going to add to the mess.
Then there’s the smell. He doesn’t even know how to describe it, but it’s just so invigorating. Not quite sweet but far from sour. A natural redolence that he wishes he can bottle up and spray whenever he needs a fix.
Lastly, there’s the taste. They always say save the best for last, but even he can admit that he can be a glutton. There aren’t enough words on the planet to describe just how much he loves your nectar; a true ambrosia that is incomparable to anything else that has landed on his taste buds. He can spend hours between your thighs, licking and sucking at you like a man who has been stranded at sea for years and is now relishing in something delectable for the first time.
A true amalgamation that makes him savor every look, every sniff, every touch, every taste.
It's nothing short of an obsession. It would be easy to argue that it's borderline sick how much he loves your pussy, but it's an affliction he wishes to never rid himself of.
It’s the only thing on his mind when he’s having a long day at work, information pertaining to the cases of his clients paling in comparison to the thought of having his face buried between your thighs. Physically he’s sitting across from a client, taking notes and nodding but mentally he’s swimming in your essence, drowning himself in your arousal. He's visited many countries and has indulged in many delicacies, picturesque sights and delicious food people would kill to experience as often as he has. Yet, he feels the most solace when he's home with the greatest treasure there is.
When he can finally log off of his computer and make his way home, he knows there’s only one remedy to the drawn out day. Lucky for him, what he needs is always in stock.
The aroma of your cooking hugs his nostrils when he enters the house, but there’s another scent that will provide him with even more ecstasy. After shrugging off his coat and standing in the doorway of the kitchen, his shoulders slump in relaxation when he sees you. A true virtuoso in everything you do, you move around the kitchen with ease, reaching to one of the higher cabinets where some of the many seasonings are. Summer Walker’s voice over the bluetooth speaker prevents you from hearing his footsteps, so he just stares in admiration for a moment.
Working always finds itself to be fruitful when he has you to come home to. As you bob your head and hum along softly to the song playing he takes a step forward letting his arms encircle your waist, lips brushing along the shell of your ear as he sighs against the softness of your body.
“Hi, ‘Romi,” you say softly, letting your body relax into his touch, melding into him. It’s almost like a reflex, letting your body be cradled by him.
“Hi, baby,” he murmurs, lips moving lower to kiss at the supple skin of your neck, hands pulling you back against him.
“How was work?” you question.
“Long. So long.” He can admit to himself he’s already a bit hard, cock stirring from the moment he parked in the driveway. Probably even before that if he's being completely truthful. His pants were a bit tight as soon as he left the office. “Need you to help me relax.”
“How?” Now, you aren’t oblivious to the affection he loves showering your cunt with, but hearing him saying it always fans the flames of your arousal. Hearing the man that's always so put together voice aloud his lewd thoughts just always riles you up. “Tell me.”
"You really wanna hear?" A soft chuckle leaves his lips and is buried into your neck, sending a shiver down your spine as his hands dip down to the apex of your thighs. He's never been much of a patient man, letting one thumb brush over your clothed clit. “Need to see her,” he says softly. “Been missing and thinking about her all day.”
The words make you clench around nothing, and you can already feel his hardening cock against your ass. The big shirt of his that you're wearing is no match for his bulge.
“C’mon,” Higuruma mutters, lips still sucking against the sensitive portions of your neck, one hand still working at teasing your clit over the shirt. “I know she missed me too.”
And in the blink of an eye you’re sitting on the couch—cooking dinner abruptly paused—with his head sandwiched between your thighs. The slight stubble from a few days of not shaving tickles, but you don't mind.
You can always tell how his day went from how needy he is. On days he doesn’t find as taxing he always starts with showering the lips on your face with kisses, letting his tongue claim the inside of your mouth. A day like today though, the lips below your waist get attention first. You have no issues with that though, none at all.
A small wet patch sits directly in his line of vision as he lets out a sigh of content. “She’s crying for me,” he mumbles. “Guess she missed me as much as I missed her.”
He inches in closer, letting his nose trail up the length of your clothed slit, moaning as your scent invades his nostrils. Your wetness against the bridge of his nose is just a plus as he makes his way up to your clit. He does it again, just letting his nose nuzzle against your cunt, letting your arousal coat his face, breathing in your scent. Already so pussy drunk and he hasn’t even had a taste yet.
His palms find sanctuary on top of your thighs and squeeze as he continues to let his face hug your cunt, nose brushing against your clit deliciously (and very much deliberately) each time.
“Sh-She did,” you breathe out, chest heaving each time he nuzzles against your sensitive bud. He’s doing it on purpose, just teasing, but you know better than to rush him.
“I can tell, baby.” He looks up, lust filling every space in those negative canthal eyes you adore so much. “Gonna take care of her now, don’t worry.” He pulls the crotch of your underwear aside, eyes filled with merriment when he sees your glistening slit, wet spot having grown since he got comfortable between your legs.
His impatience can never be confused with sloppiness. Without wasting time he flattens his tongue against your slit, coating every single one of his taste buds with your nectar. His greed always makes the movements of his tongue calculated, meticulous. He moans in satisfaction, being able to enjoy this reward for sitting in that stuffy office all day. Tropical vacations are nice, but having his tongue lapping at your cunt provides him with just as much tranquility. There isn't a five star meal that can compare to your taste, the one that he's been addicted to from the very first moment you blessed him by opening up your legs and telling him you've never came from head before.
Boy did he show you. And he showed you again, and again, and again.
A moan leaves your lips as his tongue continues to lick at your folds. You know better than to squirm, having been accused of trying to run from him before, but he never understands just how intense the feeling is. He can eat you every night for weeks and it wouldn't change the pleasure he's able to provide you with.
"Fuck, really needed this today." He doesn’t even care how hard he is, only caring about shoving his tongue as deep as he physically can inside your cunt. He keeps working at you, slurping and sucking, letting his head move from side to side.
"Hi--Hiromi, th-that's s'good."
"Yeah?" His hands grip your plush thighs firmly, keeping you in place as he continues dragging his tongue up and down your slit, teasing at your rings of muscle with the point of his tongue as he does. "God, she's trying to drown me," he chuckles lightly, admiring the slickness of your heat. Swimming has always been one of his strong suits though, so he dives back in with more vigor this time. All the while his nose bumps against your clit, little bud past the point of swollen but there isn’t a chance you’ll tell him to stop.
“Always so fucking good, baby,” he murmurs, giving you momentary reprieve as he plants wet kisses along your inner thighs. You’re able to catch your breath for only a moment, but he’s not done. Far from it.
Two masterful fingers circle your entrance before pushing their way inside, met with little resistance as his digits are instantly being hugged by your warm walls. “Already squeezing me so tight." His cock throbs as your walls grip his digits. "I just knew she was thinking about me, maybe I should quit working so I can take care of her full time.” You writhe, cunt clenching around his digits as he pushes them in so he’s knuckle deep. He curls them so they brush against that sweet spot inside of you, a whine escaping from your lips. "What do you think of that, baby?"
"Hah—I—"
He presses against your g-spot again, making it hard to speak. "Hm?" He isn’t expecting an answer, just watching your body contort in pleasure. "Want Daddy to take care of this pussy all day, don't you?"
"Ye-Yeah," you whimper out, hips shifting.
"Maybe one of these days, Daddy still has to make money to take care of you," he mumbles, eyeing your clit. “But, let me give her a kiss. Know she missed me the most.”
Your breath catches in your throat when his mouth latches onto your clit, sucking the pearl—his crowned jewel—into his mouth. His grip on your thighs tighten and his cocks throbs in tandem with the pulsing of your cunt as he continues curling his fingers against your g spot. He doesn’t care how loud you moan or how fidgety you are, undeterred from his make out session with your cute little clit. Oh, how much he missed her.
It's impossible to part with someone you've missed when you see them. He only raises momentarily to let his tongue lap at the wetness enveloping his fingers before he’s back on your clit, alternating between hard and soft sucks.
Every moan of his that vibrates against your clit brings the band holding your orgasm closer and closer to snapping. He presses one hand against your stomach, applying more pressure while he sucks your clit harshly, peering up at you as he does. “Come on,” he urges. “Wanna taste more of her, come for me baby. Give it all to me.”
“F-Fuckkk.” Listening to Higuruma’s demands should be one of the ten commandments. His words make you release instantly, catapulting to a plane of pure ecstasy as your walls clamp down around his fingers erratically.
He slowly pulls them out, slurping at the string of wetness that connects his fingers to your cunt. Next he laps up your cum, shamelessly moaning. “Fuck.” He looks down at his cock, desperately straining against his slacks. “I think there’s a little bit more I can do to show how much I missed her,” he says, undoing the button on his slacks. “Let me show you baby.”
Your chest is still heaving from your orgasm, but you lay on your back on the couch as Higuruma swiftly undresses, his slacks, blazer, dress shirt and boxer briefs in a haphazard pile on the floor.
He lays on top of you, lifting up the fabric of your shirt to suck one of your nipples into his mouth. The peak stiffens and you can’t help but moan as his hot tongue swirls around the bud. He kisses the space in between your breasts as his mouth gives your other nipple the same treatment, never one to miss pleasuring every part of your body. As his teeth gently bite down on your nipple, his hand is guiding his stiff cock to your entrance, tip rubbing against your swollen bud.
“Oh.” You writhe beneath him at the combined sensations, the light pain of his teeth along with the overstimulation of your clit, but it’s good, so.good.
“I know, I know baby,” he mumbles, voice muffled. “Need to feel her…”
You nod, desperate to be stretched and filled with his cock, the only one you think about and crave.
He lets the head of his cock brush against your clit again, letting his precome smear over it before he goes down to your slit, a grunt leaving his lips as he makes his way inside.
And how could he forget to mention the feel of your cunt in his earlier soliloquy. It’s tightness, its warmth, the way your walls have molded to take every single inch of him. Like a hot bubble bath after a demanding day, a cup of hot cocoa on the coldest day of the year, a sweater embroidered with his name on it, he finds comfort and ease when he’s buried deep inside of you.
The soft hairs on his chest brush against your breasts as he lets his weight settle on top of you, hips pressed together as the last inch of his heavy cock finds its home in your warm walls. His cock pulses as you clamp, a practiced song and dance as your arms snake around his neck and your legs wrap around his waist.
You’re always so warm, lighting up Higuruma from the inside out. The only thing that’s cold is the band of the engagement ring on your finger on the back of his neck, but that iciness is as sweet as ice cream; a reminder that you belong to each other, an alignment of affection and mingling of souls.
“Hiromi,” you pant against his lips, grinding your hips against him.
“Just give me a minute,” he murmurs, forehead resting against yours as his cock throbs again. “God, wish I could just stay like this all day with you.”
Your chest heaves against his as you urge his head closer to yours, capturing his lips in a kiss. The exchange of spit as your tongues slide against each other is amorous as ever, his hand moving up to gently caress the side of your face as the kiss grows more intense.
He starts to move, hips retracting and plunging into you while your lips are still connected. Each thrust is deep, reaching that spot inside of you that makes your legs tremor. But you still cling to him, insistent on having him as close to you as possible.
“God, she’s always sucking me in,” he grits out as his hips drive forward again. It’s a particularly deep thrust, one where you swear you feel every ridge and vein of his thick cock. Yet, it feels so natural, like your body was made just for him to blissfully invade with his girth. “So perfect, so fucking perfect,” he pants out, daring to press his hips evern closer even though he’s already buried to the hilt inside of you. “And she’s mine, you’re mine.”
His lips find yours again as you whine, moaning into his mouth as he continues to roll his hips into you, filling you tenderly with his devotion.
“Oh—ah—”
“Stay with me, baby.” His thumb grazes the apple of your cheeks as your eyes start to flutter close in the same fashion that your cunt starts to quiver around him. “Need to see that pretty face when you come, please.”
Even with the pleasure threatening to drown you, Higuruma is the lifevest that always keeps you bobbing on the surface. “That’s it,” he says. “Good girl, you’re so close.” He pushes in slowly, feeling his own cock throbbing, imminent release on the horizon. “Fuck.” His hips draw back and roll forward languidly, the sounds of your collective pants and your cunt squelching roaring in his ears.
“Hi—Hiromi—I—”
“Let me have it.” He rocks into you a final time, a rough thrust that makes your eyes widen, the barest color of your eyes visible around your pupils as you come around him. The far off twinkling stars in your vision are no match for Higuruma’s face that you stay focused on through your orgasm. He stays buried inside you, grunting as your cunt continues to spasm around him. “Did so good for me baby, fuck, I love you.”
“I love you too,” you answer back breathless, willing your shaky legs to stay wrapped around him. “Wanna feel you too,” you mewl.
“Yeah,” he whispers, speeding up his motions, fucking you into an overstimulated state. “Gonna give you all of me, just—fuck.”
His lips crash against yours as he fills you with the torrents of his passion, a stream of white that coats the lining of your walls. His cock twitches as he empties into you, swallowing your moans with his mouth as his pelvis melds with yours.
Once your lips part his body stays on top of yours like a weighted blanket, providing you with all of the security and comfort that you could possibly need.
“Hiromi,” you say softly, face flushed, post orgasmic bliss glazing your eyes over. “I need to finish dinner.”
“We can order out,” he answers, burying his face into your neck. Even as his cum starts to leak out, making both of your skin sticky, he keeps his cock lodged in your softness. “Just need to stay with her a little longer.”
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝟏/𝟒 — 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃
𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: It only took a second for Anthony’s entire world to fall apart.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Very angtsy, reader becoming ghost-locked. Idk if everything is accurate I’m still trying to grasp the show lol
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,451
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Anthony Lockwood x fem!Reader
𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it! I need a scene of Lockwood crying lmfao. This gif doesn’t quite go with the story. Don’t ask me where this came from, I just needed something angsty. I’m working on the two other Lockwood requests I got, but I had to quickly get this out of my system. I was gonna make it longer, but I’ll see how this does first, to help determine whether I want to do a part 2. Also bonus if you can guess where the title comes from (hint: its from a song lol)
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
You did the one thing you knew better than to attempt while on a case. Planting yourself between a ghost charging towards you, and Anthony’s unconscious body. Providing a shield until he comes to, until Lucy and George manage to find the source within the house. It wasn’t one of your best plans by far, but you were out of options and your supplies were currently located elsewhere when you desperately needed them. To be quite honest you only allowed yourself to be vulnerable because you refused to leave Anthony alone.
Your rapier and his long discarded somewhere out of your reach. You felt there wasn’t another way to avoid your dooming. You gasp when the ghost form of the woman morphs into Anthony, the sudden appearance unsettles you, but you reach behind you, feeling for his real hand. Your Anthony’s hand, that didn’t grip onto yours in that moment, now this cursed spirit was trying to have its go at you. You had to hand it to her because this Anthony was entirely promising, even his radiant smile was providing you comfort and warmth as he grew closer. He’s not real. You tightened your hand behind you, needing a sign that he was coming to, hoping he’d awaken in time to rid you of the fear that coursed through you.
You couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment your body went frigid. Locking and your muscles tensing and tightening in on themselves. You became too entranced by the hand reaching forward to cup your cheek that the twitch of Anthony’s finger was entirely missed. Your eyes glazed over with a milky white. What once was the dark blue lit room you were in, quickly dissolved into darkness. Black over taking your vision. Your sight taken. You remained knelt onto the ground, shielding Anthony as he slowly began coming to. The ghost that locked you began fizzling up in sparks of yellow and orange, vanishing in an instant. The source had been located and taken care of. Lockwood had begun to shake the migraine forming away, pushing himself up into an upright position. He groaned, moving his shoulder blade in attempts to disperse the knots and bruises he was starting to feel. He looked around the room, eyes falling to the rapiers that were forced out of your hands, then back to you. Your back facing him. Though he wasn’t concerned over the fact your back was to him. It was your lack of movement that caused a panic to rise within him.
“Y/n?” His breathing started to pick up. As he slowly reached forward, hoping the slight push against your shoulder would make you whip your head around and meet his terrified expression. You hadn’t though. You remained stiff as a board. His face pinched in pain, as the ache grew in his heart. “Y/n?” He slowly slid forward, stopping as he halted beside you. Your eyes facing forward, but it was enough for him to see that his nightmare came true. Many nights waking up in sweaty terror, only to relax and remind himself that you were sound asleep was thrown out the window. He choked up, lips trembling as he reached forward to turn your chin towards him. You were frozen in time. Your mind and body vacant, without a trace of life. You’d remain in this comatose state for who knows how long. Though the slight beat of your pulse on your neck gave him hope to linger on, that you somehow still remained in there. The milky white glaze he’s seen in passing numerous times overshadowed your beautiful e/c irises. Two dull gray eyes stare back blankly at him. His grip tightened against your cheeks, tapping gently in hopes it would wake you from your trapped state. “No.” He cried. “No. Please!” He pressed his head against yours. “Not you!” He pulled back, holding your face. “Anybody but you!” His breathing hitched as his body began to shake. Uncontrollable tears and cries for help echoed out the room's door. Hurried thudded footsteps raced across the house. “Lucy!” He cried for his friends. “George!” He continued calling over his shoulder as he subconsciously fixed the collar of your jacket. “L-Lucy!”
“Lockwood. We found the source. It was the pendant-“ Lucy rushed in, then nearly tripped as the scene before her slowly began to dwell on her. She gasped. Her heart sank as Anthony kept caressing your face. The tears kept falling and so had his heart. It had reached his feet at this point. “No…” She shook her head. Another pair of shoes walking in beside her.
“We’ve located the source! It was the pendant-“ George repeated what Lucy had informed Anthony on. The realization dawned on him as he grew speechless. “Y/n…” Though his genuine attempt was heartfelt, his heart shrunk in on itself seeing you in your current state. “I don’t understand. W-We found the source, we stopped it…”
Lucy held her stomach, waking over to Anthony, whose face remained stoic. His thumb gently moves up and down against your skin. Eyes roaming over your face. Lucy moved her hand forward, her hand grasping yours as her breath shook. Her eyes watered over, mouth opening and closing. Another important person in her life was now taken from her again. Flashes of Norrie settled uneasily in the back of her mind. “No.” She shook her head in denial.
“W-We need to call DEPRAC.” Anthony finally spoke. “Tell them an agent is down...” His face hardened.
“Lockwood-“ Lucy reached forward but Anthony flinched away from her touch. Shaking his head no, not wanting to be coddled or consoled right now.
“We need to get her to the hospital as soon as possible-“
“Lockwood.”
“We need to get her out of here!” He stilled his hands still holding you. Face pinching, the ache clearly written across his features. It hurt. “We need to…to help her.” He nodded. His barrier falling and brave stature breaking. His head fell against your chest as Lucy placed a hand on his shoulder. His body shook as he wept and cried. Lucy pulled him into her to provide comfort, but none was given to him, not when you were compromised. “No, no, no. Not her. Why her?” He cursed himself and the ghost that had done this to you. Done this to him, to his team and divided their group into an uneven number. The one thing he feared the most was now his reality. He just didn’t imagine you’d leave him so suddenly under the worst case scenario. He pulled away from Lucy’s embrace. “Where’s the source?” The dark undertone of his voice made Lucy’s spine shiver. “Lucy, the source, where is it?” He demanded.
“U-Upstairs...” She stumbled over her words. “Lockwood, we’ve already dealt with it-”
“I don’t care. What room is it in?” He tirelessly let his shoulders slump. His eyes casting onto yours again. He leaned forward again, pressing his head against yours, eyes shutting tightly, before pulling back to press a kiss against your temple. Softly apologizing to you. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He whispered against your temple. He let you go, guiding Lucy’s other hand. “Take care of her until I get back.” He didn’t even allow her to speak, standing to his feet, and walking towards the entryway. Though it was deemed impossible since George had managed to wedge himself between Lockwood and the door. “George, please remove yourself, before I do something I’ll surely regret in the morning.”
“No.” George denied him.
“George, I beg of you. Move!”
“You’re not thinking rationally. What good will finding the source provide for you. Like Lucy said, it’s taken care of. There’s no need to go back to it. Besides, we have other things to worry about now...” George trailed off, solemnly looking towards your stock-still figure. “I’ll call DEPRAC and debrief them on what happened, but you shouldn’t leave her. We don’t just walk away when things go bad, not Lockwood & Co.” George shook his head. Anthony's lip trembled as he looked back over his shoulder. Lucy eyes flicked between you and the boys. She nodded, giving Lockwood that sense of reassurance. His breath shuddered. As he looked away, his head fell, knees giving out, but if it hadn’t been for George catching him and holding him upright, he was sure to have bruised himself. George slid down to the ground with Anthony’s back now pressed against his chest. His best friend held him, allowing George’s embrace to help remind him he wasn’t alone in this. They had each other as they mourned your motionless stature. One they didn’t think you’d come out of.
#anthony lockwood#anthony lockwood x reader#anthony lockwood imagine#anthony lockwood imagines#anthony lockwood x fem!reader#anthony lockwood oneshot#lockwood and co fanfiction#lockwood and co x reader#lockwood and co#my gif#writings by juls
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i loved the newest chapter of final girl!! saw that you updated and began foaming at the mouth lmfao
anyway, just wanted to say i thought it was so cute how stu and billy were talking about yn when they weren’t around (i know it was like, a scheming type scene but shh) and was wondering if they’ve done it multiple times? do they see yn wearing a new outfit or doing something they’d find attractive and talk about it with each other?
omg excited to talk about this, i was literally looking at how to insert this topic into Final Girl,
yes they talk about y/n OFTEN!! absolutely obsessed in a way that toes the line between having an intense crush and straight up stalker-y, sometimes it’s a little bit like foreplay for them LMAO
anyways had to write a scene about this :)) (i had more ideas for mini scenes like this, but i wanted this up, so i might make a part 2 ish to this blurb??)
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Billy keeps one hand on the throw blanket he stole from the living room, fingers curled into the soft fabric like he can feel you in it.
His mind feels muddled, twisted. Your existence makes Billy feel an intensity that is reserved for one of two broad categories: want and get rid of. You’ve just recently crossed over to the less openly violent of the two, but it’s an uneasy transition. The line blurs from time to time when you look at him with those soft eyes that make need flare up in his chest.
Stu lets out a sigh, low and almost lethargic. “Last night took forever.” Tatum kept asking Stu to have the whole friend group over for a movie night meant to end in a sort of sleepover. A chance to binge watch movies and talk late into the night thanks to Stu’s perpetually empty house. “Our girl looked cute, though. Fell asleep on top of me.”
It’s a bit of an exaggeration. Stu pulled on your arm while you were half asleep so that your head would rest against his shoulder. You were too tired to protest, but did eventually move to share a web of blankets and pillows with Tatum.
Billy lets out a slightly irritated noise at the back of his throat.
“What?” Stu lifts his head slightly from the pillow he’s resting again. “She’s cute, you never shut up about it.”
That’s why Billy’s annoyed. You did look cute. Your pajamas--a matching short and tank top set was distracting enough on its own. But then Stu knocked over a coke can while reaching over for the last slice of pizza in the box. It seemed accidental enough that no one in the group thought twice about it. Tatum scolded him and you complained, but no one but Billy noticed that pinch of smugness behind Stu’s eyes. No one picked up on the look Billy and Stu exchanged as Stu apologized with a sloppy kiss to your forehead and the promise of getting you a new shirt.
The two of you disappeared into Stu’s room for a few minutes too long. Billy kept glancing in that direction that the two of you walked off in, planning to ‘walk to the kitchen to get some water’ if Stu took any longer. But right before Billy started worrying, you came back, wearing one of Stu’s go to sleep shirts.
“Cute enough without your shirt.” Billy’s not mad, just a tiny bit annoyed and its being amplified by irritation.
Stu knows that Billy’s attitude is more about frustration than anything else. An empty stomach, too much time apart, and lack of release mixing together. He lets his arm relax, partially curled fingers brushing against Billy’s side.
“She was all wet and sticky.” Billy turns his head, eyes narrowing slightly at Stu’s suggestive wording. Stu’s lips fall open in a mock gasp, he moves his hand pinching at the tiny stretch of exposed skin where Billy’s shirt had ridden up. “Dirty mind,” Stu grins, “I was talking about the soda.”
Billy rolls his eyes, trying to control the way the corner of his mouth instinctually turns towards an amused smile. “And whose fault was that?”
For a brief second, Stu thinks about playing it off. He could joke about being clumsy and Billy would let it go. “Fucking Randy’s,” Stu mumbles, a tiny bit of real annoyance bubbling in his chest, “He kept looking at her in that tight tank top and no bra and she’s too oblivious to notice.”
Sometimes your niceness is more of a nuisance than it should be. It’s not your fault you think everyone’s as good of a person as you are. It’s what Billy tells him to keep him calm. It’s a mantra Stu repeats in his head when that flutter of something uncontrollable rises up his throat when he sees you smile politely at guys that look at you a little too long. Like there’s no such thing as an ulterior motive.
“C’mon,” Stu breathes, hand relaxing in order to press against Billy’s side, “We can’t touch her, I had to do something.”
Already relenting, Billy lets out a breath. He had been watching Randy too. With the way you and Randy bicker like siblings, little kids fighting for the right to the VCR, Billy really doubts that you see anything else there. That doesn’t mean that Randy doesn’t have a crush on you, though.
Though Stu’s excuse is likely an attempt to make a bit of foreplay seem innocent enough, he does bring up a good point. Still, though, Billy spent the entire night hyper concentrated on his thoughts to make sure he didn’t ask you to go anywhere with him.
It was hard enough to not think about how easy it’d be to get you alone before hand. Your hair was loosely pulled up and you were sitting right next to him and Billy’s mind kept wandering back to your exposed neck. What it’d feel like to run his fingers down to your pulse. The way your breath would catch on itself with just a little bit of pressure. What it’d feel like to graze his teeth along the skin.
Even though the collar of Stu’s shirt covered more skin, it added fuel to a precarious fire. “I hate being so careful around her.”
“I get it,” Stu mumbles, comfortable understanding softening his voice, “She just looked so pretty I couldn’t help it.” Stu runs his hand up Billy’s side, reveling in the way goosebumps just barely begin to break out against his skin. He wonders how Billy manages. At least Tay puts out. “We don’t have to go that slow with her. She’d--”
“No.” The single word is just as much for him as it is for Stu. Equal parts reminder and warning. “We stick to the plan.”
There’s a stubbornness there that Stu recognizes. He lets his nails dig into Billy’s skin a little rougher than he needs to. “Always with the plan.” It’s a teasing comment. “Fine, we’ll wait.” Stu sits up a little more, “As long as I get to rough you up in the mean time.”
Billy rolls his eyes, a partial scoff escaping him. “Fuck you.”
Stu props his head up on his freehand, raising his eyebrows up and down dramatically until Billy finally cracks a smile.
#final girl fic#scream#Scream 1996#scream imagine#Poly! Ghostface x Reader#poly!ghostface#billy loomis x reader#billy loomis#stu macher#stu macher x reader#ghostface x reader
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your moots as songs go!!
GOSH I REALLY WANTED TO DO THAY BUT NOW THAT I REALLY GOT IT IM SWEATING ITS SO HARD LMAO OKAY LETS GO (it took so long help)
zanna @slytherinshua would be ‘happy fools’ by txt ft coi leray!! deposite the goofy title you’re so happy and being such a positive vibe just like the song!! well, i do feel like a happy fool while texting u bc you just bring the best in me and we r VIBING!! n screaming over txt. or minhyun. just doing our thing teehee
coco @enluv 'blockbuster' by enha fr yeonjun!! i remember when i first heard the song i just felt so positively pumped with energy (well i still do) and that’s how i feel whenever we interact!! you have those rockstar girlboss vibes just like the song fr!!! and ans i will never get rid of it (the song. and you!!) coaxe on top btw 🫡
ola @l3visbby 'mirror mirror' by milli, changbin and f.hero AND YK WJYYY. the power the song has. like!!! god!! and it screams girlboss. and you, mother, are certainly a girlboss. you're the freakin' savage yes you are
roxie @mirxzii ... 'home;run' by svt!!! i love this song sm you dont even know but its so... hyping. encourages me to do my best and be my self. and so do you!!! roxie you're inspirational and spread positivity just like this song <3
yena @fairyhaos 'fearless' by svt. besides the song being a musical masterpiece (the chours give me goosebumps istg), the dive into lyrics never fails to amaze me. the wordplay, the connections with 'fear', the overall written genius... chefs kiss. just like u!!! and your writing too!!!
skye @etherealyoungk 'fighting' by BSS ft lee youngji!!!! you're so positive and always spread good energy, encouraging me to keep fighting even if u donr realise that muahaha!!!
kimchi @planetkiimchi i had a struggle tbh but eventally id go for 'fire alarm' by nct dream. its hyping n energetic, just like you. and a little mischevious lmao but you give me that vibe (in a good way i swear)
@crxzs angie you're 'billy poco' by enhypen <3 LMFAO UFIEHAVCOJAQ yeah!!! I LOVE THE SONG THO ITS SO GOOFY BUT NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME SMILE, JUST LIKE U!!!!
noelle @icyminghao 'boomboom' by svt!! its so catchy, you just listen to the song n vibe. and thats how i feel chatting with you!!! just fun, giggling n feeling like exploding from chuckles so quite literally, you got me like boomboom
rania @wheeboo 'happiness' by red velvet. also is this weirdly specifiic, idk, but you do give me red velvet vibes. but its a silly goofy song, reminds me of summer, good vibes and well, happiness.. just like you <3
@malarign 'przez twe oczy zielone' by akcent NAUR IM KIDDING IM SORRY joo! 'gotta get back' by p1harmony ft pink sweat$ !! idk why its just such a soft, cute song and it screams cosy vibes. so, exactly like you :D
nia... @rubywonu !! 'darl+ing' by svt :D ignoring thr lyrics hmh,, ha! but no, i really love this song its so calm and perfect to listen, chill. and earns a giggle or two from me bc im so whipped but hey!! you have that effect on me too <//3 and and you're so cozy too (i hope that makes sense lol)
hana @wqnwoos i’m sorry i can’t explain it fully but ‘attack on bangtan’ by bts. it’s just!!!! i always get so buzzed when i hear it so i it’s the same when we talk so that’s that hehe
@ylliris-hanniehae ylli!! id say ‘left and right’ by charlie puth ft jk!!! it’s such a silly but lovely song, i can never get tired of it… just like talking to you 🫵
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Idk what type of drugs you put into your yandere Reiner series but it has been on my mind 24/7/365 I need tiny crumbs 🤲 anything, I need anything 😞
AAAAA TYYY i've seen you all the time in my activity and i wanna thank you so much for your constant support! <3
you want more cacoëthes reiner so here’s some more cacoëthes reiner crumbs!!! (also bc i want to write something else rn so i can keep writing the thing i was supposed to post a few weeks ago LOL) and on my kinktober list, there was an epilogue that i was supposed to write (AND I WILL I STG IM TRYING YALL BUT IM JUST BEING BOMBARDED WITH THIS FAST AF PACED PROGRAM 😭) and that was supposed to be a peek inside their relationship during her the first couple months into her pregnancy.
anyways, both the reader (or you lol) and reiner could not keep each other's hands off each other after that night, even though you swear on your entire family's dead souls that you hated him. his big fat cock was too irresistible to continue abstaining from and it's reiner, bro's a little too insatiable for only one round. he ain’t complaining though and he loves to fuck out those endearing i love you’s out of you, so two wins for him ig 😭
and of course, from a previous ask from an anon, reader does indeed get pregnant from the constant action lmfao
but ambro, couldn't the reader have done something to get rid of the child? yeah she/you could've, if not for the fact that you had began to develop feelings towards him (although its mostly bc of the amount of trauma you went through, extreme stockholm syndrome, and heavy coping you had to do in the aotverse, reiner’s the only stable thing in your life so you’re going to cling onto the closest thing of security you have, which is your captor unfortunately 💀) and you're kinda not opposed to it anymore. cacoëthes reader had always wanted to have a family but never thought it could be possible since giving life to a child in a world full of titans wasn't really ideal for starting one. lucky for you, you now live in a world where there's no titans (kinda)!
you were completely alone when you were going through the beginning symptoms of pregnancy, unaware of why you kept vomiting so often or why you had to go to the bathroom even more than before or why you were so fatigued after barely doing anything. when you went to the doctor, that’s when you finally found out that you were already 2 months pregnant. getting out of the office, you kinda snapped out of the housewife-sona you’ve developed in order to cope and become extremely aware of what was happening to you. you cried a lot, absolutely terrified that this was actually happening to you. you barely had your mom most of your life so you didn't know what you were going to do next, all you sorta knew what to do was to make sure that both you and the baby were going to be healthy for the rest of pregnancy.
reiner didn't know about it since he had to leave to go fight some more after a two month absence of him "taking care" of you and your injuries. he sorta did know that he had already gotten you pregnant from all those nights and afternoons fucking on every single surface of the home nonstop, but you never know. so when he came back about a month-ish later, his jaw dropped to the floor when you turned around with a slight bump in your stomach (around this time, you’re like maybe 3-4.5 months pregnant now).
he’s absolutely over the moon but you start crying in front of him, admitting that you’re so scared of the unknown future and what if he actually leaves for good (the abandonment issues are at an all time high bc of hormones and bc he did tell you that he’s going to eventually die in a couple of years 💀). reiner merely hushes you and tells you that you'll be a great mom and he'll be there for you for as long as he lives. it doesn't really make you feel better but the reassuring look in his eyes makes you feel some sort of dull comfort, it's better than nothing ig lol
reiner asks to be sent less often to the wars just so he won't miss the birth of his child or let you get injured again since you're alone most of the time. they grant this for him but they did dock his pay bc of it and it's not that bad of a cut, just more budgeting is going to be more involved in y'alls lives.
yea this is pretty mid snippet-wise sorry 😭
the epilogue i'm going to write covers even more in-depth with their relationship so stayed tuned for that eventually! i might post it on the year anniversary of cacoëthes pt 1 but we'll see lol
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12 and 30 for the peepaws naas and vul, a silly question and an interesting👀 question a perfect balance lmao also E and G i am making you work
oc questions ask game!
as always thank u for the ask<3
12: How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?
iizthur: instead of doing anything rational, he just gets Salty about it LMAO, how dare it be in some place that he can't reach, absolutely Inconceivable smh
lokzii: like everyone Except Iizthur, if possible he'll find something to rub himself against to get rid of it, HOWEVER if that isn't an option he'll try his best to just Ignore It and wait for it to go away on its own, no matter how Loud it might be.... or just do the smart thing and ask another person to scratch it for him. somehow he is the Only One that thinks to do this
naas: if he can't rub himself against something to get rid of it (that likely only being in his human form, since i THINK a fatalis could reach every part of its own body somehow?? Think. i am not 100% on that), he'll probably rapidly get pissy over it, but he'd rather be pissy about it than ask someone else for help
vul: if she's not able to rub against something to get it to go away, she probably tries to make it go away via the supposed method of focusing Really Intensely on the itch to make it go away, with... mixed results™️. she somehow does not even think to just ask someone else to itch it for her. also i'm going to project onto her and say that if an itch is particularly bad if it DOESN'T get itched it'll actually cause muscle spasms, which she finds particularly annoying and undignified-looking
30: Who do they most regret meeting?
iizthur: vul, absolutely no questions asked. bitch took his fucking eye!!!!! his whole shtick of conquering other monsters' territories and forcing them out to take for himself temporarily was going all fine and dandy until he met her and she not only refused to relinquish her territory but actively managed to beat him in every single confrontation they had. not only did she take his eye but she wounded his pride too and that's Unforgivable™️
lokzii: honestly? nobody, really (Yet). he's always been somewhat distant from others outside of his brother and his goddess, so he hasn't properly met anybody and known them well enough/long enough to consider himself genuinely regretting having met them.... though i'm sure that'll change soon<3
naas: do the Entire Ancient Civilizations count LMAO.... naas feels that if he had never been as fond of the ancient peoples as he was, and never intermingled so much and been so keen on not hurting them, even despite being a destroyer, that nothing of what happened to him would have happened---he wouldn't have gone to them in peace and thus given them the opening to capture him as he did; he would have been able to simply destroy them all without issue, and he would've never been captured and experimented on. humanity is, in his eyes, the five's greatest mistake
vul: there is TWO to this! iizthur, Obviously, but also another specific malzeno (a friend's oc<3) that's caused her no small amount of problems (see: spreading a vampiric plague and letting his qurio run rampant and then letting the blame get pinned on her bc she was the only other malzeno in the area at the time and, bc she prefers her true form and he was, at the time, in a human form, that led to assumption that it was her at fault) and emotional distress (see: literally fucking killing bahari at one point lmfao) and taken Extreme genuine glee in her distress
AND for the creator's questions!;
E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?
i would absolutely NOT get along with naas or iizthur nor would they get along with me; iizthur's a bitch, and i am a mortal which means naas would disdain me and be an asshole and i wouldn't like it ahdksjgk i DO think i would get along nicely with vul and lokzii though<3
vul and i would be able to have the 🤝 over The Tism and i think she'd greatly appreciate that i wouldn't be offput by how uncanny valley she is in her human form, nor would i react negatively to her in her true form (even though she would absolutely be incredibly intimidating), and lokzii is a very patient and laid back person, which i can vibe with and i think he'd vibe with me also being laid back; he would let me infodump about my hyperfixations and listen with genuine interest (and make us both some tea and a meal as well probably) and i would appreciate that So Much🥲
G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most?
hooh boy!
iizthur? the fact that he keeps fuCKING SHOWING UP EVERY SINGLE TIME I'M IN THE GUIDING LANDS IN WORLD /hj
seriously there's like a 70% chance that when a monster rotates out he will replace it. or when i open the game and go to enter the gl he'll already be there. He Will Not Fucking Leave!!!!!!!!
lokzii: aside from the fact that i absolutely did not INTEND for him to be Depressed, he just kind of Decided that he Wanted To Be, Apparently (/lh), i think it's the fact that he's. FAR too patient and forgiving for his own good. while he can, obviously, be aggressive when need be---even if primordial malzeno are docile by nature, malzeno as a species still have latent, innate aggression and are Brutal when provoked---he tends to prefer to avoid fighting and conflict that isn't necessary, and can be. much more patient than he SHOULD be with others sometimes
naas; definitely his stubbornness and unwillingness to see other perspectives. to be Fair, that does absolutely stem from his trauma, but... Still. it's REALLY hard to get him to even be OPEN to an outside perspective; usually he'll just close off immediately and get defensive rather than listen
vul: i can't really think of anything off the top of my head for her honestly, maybe the fact that even when plainly presented with clear-cut evidence of gods existing (see: that one time when she Literally Met Xeno Face To Face) she just.... still Refuses to acknowledge or believe that deities exist. but tbh any "frustrating" things about her are just objectively really fucking funny so i can't even be mad about them bc girlie is just a hot mess of a dragon masquerading as being significantly more regal and well put together than she actually is LMAO
#mar.txt#answered#wing-dingy#why did it never let me put the dash in that until Just Now what#thanks tumblr very cool#oc tag: iizthur#oc tag: lokzii#oc tag: naasfilrah#oc tag: vuljud#oh now tumblr's acting like ive never used the oc tags before and it doesn't know what they are#okay grandpa lets get you to bed smfh#long post
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ok so like maybe im misremembering some things or i misread some shit but like. you know how initially zabuza is basically just a creation of a fucked system in that he was really good at killing from a really young age and then, at a certain point he planned a coup against the fourth mizukage (you know the one that was really fucked up and enforced a police state and made little kids kill each other for funsies until zabuza did a little too much killing which made everyone realize "oh wow maybe this practice is bad actually who knew") and with that in mind and with how his character develops towards the end esp wrt haku, you would think, "oh ok so that coup was because he realized that the system had done a really fucked up thing to him and countless other kids and he wants to change the system or at the very least get rid of this guy" right? and i think for a long time that is how it is.
and then. you learn that kisame apparently also participated in a coup of some kind (i think we can assume it was the same one lmfao) and killed a couple of the land of water's leaders. and you would think. well its for the same reason, right? this was a system that forced him to prioritize objectives and the protection of information over the safety of his comrades, and when it was revealed to him that his superior was just selling that information to their enemies anyway, he came to question just what the hell was the point of killing his comrades?? like. right? because the village of kirigakure is really fucked, and having a system based on having just the Strongest guy as the leader is maybe not good? right?
and i guess maybe because this is just the nature of serialized work and maybe there was editor meddling or WHATEVER but i feel like that thread of thought got really fuckin lost somewhere along the line and instead it became, "well these guys are the bad guys so if we leave their motivations the same as they were originally presented then it looks like they have a point and are actually just victims of a system that should not continue to exist and we cant have that because we need to preserve the status quo (bc its not the system thats the problem, just the individuals in charge of it ofc) so why dont we change the reasons to some complete and utter bullshit and also ALSO lets just say that the fourth mizukage was just being manipulated by madara the whole time xDDDDDDD" and like. this is a lot of words just to end with no conclusive statement really but like.
i am thinking about this a lot. you know?
#nartposting#uh. people who are smarter than me can say a lot more about this topic i think#but DO YOU UNDERSTAND???#WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY?#remember when akatsuki were just presented as a political thing#and then it wasnt#like obviously we all know the fuckign... the shit in nart is bad#but it still gets me
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(gehenna-calling) MARKSONGSMARKSONGSMARKSONGS. theme… one related to his clan or his relationship with his clan? ALSO do you have any songs for mark + sampson?
YES MARKSONGS i LOVE ty @gehenna-calling okay okay lets see most of them relate to his sire specifically but hm the most general one...
other than the aforementioned To Modern Science which is the more positive one... but 2 explain why i think it relates to his relationship w his clan i would say that its because he does have some pride in tremere being the ones that seem to be researching and improving rather than just being hedonists or money grabbers LMFAO even if he realizes most of em are selfish about it and that some of the older ones do seem to stagnate and only care about prestige, theres still something there and thats the part he likes.
Spellbound is a CLASSIC Tremere song but it fits how the elders in the tremere really throw their weight around to the poor younger apprencties (we play in 2000 so the pyramid is v intact)
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as for the second question... it got long but i promise if u care its a v good song
Uh I Might have a whole playlist just for just mark and sampson (FEEL FREE 2 ASK ABOUT THAT...) :v the ones on mark's personal playlist are abt how he feels abt sampson and not like mutual relationship sooooo actually let me get one from the mark x sampson playlist:
these lyrics are just too good literally almost all of them are perfect. if you know abt mark and sampson read the lyrics first b4 u read mine and just see how perfect it is. anyway let me explain now. let me go insane for a bit. ready?
Every time you get a drink/
And every time you go to sleep/
Are those dreams inside your head?/
Is that sunlight on your bed?
ok FIRST OFF Theres a whole THING about how Mark can't remember his dreams anymore, and also with Sampson being SUPER CAGEY about if Kyle shows up in his dreams. And then obviously the dual meaning with drinking with sampson getting drunk and/or mark drinking blood. and then with the sunlight - idk theres something but i cant articulate it.
moving on
Every time you're driving home/
Way outside your safety zone/
Wherever you will ever be/
You're never getting rid of me.
Mark has gone sooo much out of his comfort zone into really dangerous spots but he always came home or let sampson know he was and one time he didnt and he got really nervous :( anyway now we are getting to the main crux of the song which is owning/being owned and being stuck. So with the blood bond and the ghoul, sampsons kinda stuck. you cant forget about kindred society once ya know it, and he isnt about to leave mark for another kindred domintor LOL. So. Never getting rid of him. But ALSO Mark isn't about to let him go either...
You own me/
There's nothing you can do/
You own me
Mark LITERALLY by Camarilla law owns sampson basically :( very fucked. and he has to to keep him safe. rogue ghouls get killed in detroit.
You could've made a safer bet/
But what you break is what you get/
You wake up in the bed you make/
I think you made a big mistake
few diff ways to interpret it, but Mark does worry he has made mistakes in the way he's handled everything. But he's stuck where he is now! And even if Mark isn't the one who broke sampson, sampson is a broken person.
Skipping the second chorus.. only new thing is "Lucky you"... THEN THE FUCKING BRIDGE.
You clean yourself to meet/
A man who isn't me/
You're putting on a shirt/
A shirt I'll never see/
The letter's in your coat/
And no one's in your head/
'Cause you're too smart to remember/
You're too smart/
Lucky you/
Lucky you/
Lucky you
Besties the LAYERS here.
I interpret this is Mark cleaning himself up/putting on a persona for Julius who mark wants to make sure sampson never meets. but mark cares a lot about julius due to blood bond. anyway. Then the SECOND part starting with And No One's in your head is about SAMPSOn cause MARK has Julius in his head, but sampson doesnt have anyone afaik, AND Sampson has memory problems....
and they're both stuck w each other and. Mark would definitely be sarcastic and be like "well i guess you're stuck with me, lucky you" but really sampson IS lucky that mark is still trying to be a decent guy - sampson def deserves even better but just statistically many kindred become awful and ksadjflksajf this song is so perf thanks if u read sm
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hi !! can i request a romantic jjk matchup pls ? <3
my pronouns are she/they & i identity as queer. i'm an infj with a virgo sun, taurus moon, and libra rising. i'm an ambivert but truthfully, i lean more to the introverted side. my social battery runs out Very easily & most of the time i do feel like i'm putting up a front when i interact with people 😭 there are times however when i'm very outgoing, but those random bursts of energy only lasts for a short while. i tend to be slightly awkward around strangers and people i'm not that close to — hence why i feel like i'm putting up a front when socialising. but with people i'm close to, i tend to be more talkative and have a habit of teasing them with sarcasm. a major flaw i have however is my tendency to easily get annoyed & irritated. i usually get so when things don't go my way. i'm also more of a reserved person so i don't voice out my insecurities and problems that often so it's why i get stressed very easily. i also have attachment issues 💔 which is why i have a habit of pushing people away first before they can hurt me. my interests on the other hand are watching anime / shows, playing video games & visual novels, and reading! i also have a huge soft spot for animals so i am the type to randomly go pet a street cat or dog out of nowhere <3
appearance wise i have medium length dyed brown curly hair with blonde highlights and tan skin. i also wear glasses. i'm a bit more on the chubby side and my weight has always been something that bothers me so i often wear something that's slightly bigger than my actual size, and my style & aesthetic lean more towards light academia !
my love language is acts of service and words of affirmation! my ideal date would probably be something more domesticated like having a casual dinner at home, or watching movies and falling asleep together on the couch <3 however, i've always wanted to do a date at the amusement park too because it honestly sounds so cute. i am actually a hopeless romantic, but i get very stiff and awkward when it comes to expressing any romantic feelings or any emotions really 😩 i'm emotionally constipated LMFAO. my ideal type would probably be someone who takes the initiative on these type of things, and is someone who would be patient with me when i have my random outbursts of anger :')
and that's it !! sorry if it's too long 😭 tysm in advance aaa !!! <333 💞💞
I think your Jujutsu kaisen matchup is
Megumi Fushiguro
He is an introverted boy who could really spend most of his time at home. However, he can also hang out with friends, even if he is a little quieter.
Even though he likes his friends, he cannot spend time with them all the time. It is tiring for him and he would like to return to his room after some time.
He rarely speaks. Especially to strangers. But if he needs to get to know someone, he will only say as much as he deems necessary. Like name.
Although he does not talk about himself, his relatives know him more because he talks more. A bit of sarcasm, threats and also insults… But he is also kind. He can say something nice.
He gets irritated very easily. One annoying thing is bad for him. And even more annoying things, then he'll get mad. He is irritated not only when something goes wrong, or when something just pisses him off. Mainly irritated by the annoying behavior of others.
Not everyone will be trusted. There are very few trusted people in his life. If he wanted to trust someone, that person would have to be with him for more than a few days. Even months.
He wants to know that these people will stay in his life longer. He doesn't want to get attached when he knows that the person may walk away faster. He became so attached to the family he lost. Even though he doesn't remember his parents exactly, he has a sister.
Often he does not pay attention to what he does with his peers and its consequences. If someone pisses him off, he'll get rid of him for a while. When someone harasses someone who is a very nice person to him, he will teach them a lesson not to do it again.
He wants to protect those who are weaker than himself, and also those who are people who believe in people.
Nice people are rare. Especially nice to him.
He would do anything for someone who would accept him. And he would also accept his feelings.
Headcanon:
• If he heard kind words from you, he would be surprised at first. Not everyone accepts the character that he has. (At least he thinks so)
He may always seem unmoved. But he is sensitive to everything that happens to people he knows.
• In the beginning, he rejected you as much as you rejected him. You didn't talk much, you didn't talk about yourself.
But after a few months, he realized that you weren't leaving him yet. That he can come closer because neither of you is going anywhere to take away some of the happiness of the other.
• He's very delicate. When he feels the fragility of his body or emotions, he will nurture it as gently as he can. So as not to damage you more. He would like to help you always come back to that same self as before.
To the one he couldn't leave.
You are a very close person to him. And as if he felt that something had happened, and you couldn't go back to him as always, he would feel his heart being torn out.
• Sometimes he is better with animals than with humans. This is because his shikigami clearly understand his feelings.
Animals feel when he is sad and want to cheer him up. They feel when he's cheerful and enjoy being with him. And they are also furious with someone when he does the same.
But for stroking and hugging them, they will love you.
Especially when they share his feelings.
• He likes spending time with you very much. Especially at home and alone. Being with you just the two of you is his favorite.
• He is very calm. For him, something like nice words, spending time and doing something for your partner is what he considers to be showing affection. But he cannot survive without even a brief touch.
• You can tell him what you want. Even if he doesn't feel like something at all, he will try to arrange something to make you happy, and he would at least like it. Even in the most crowded and noisy place you want to go, he is able to hear only you and see only you.
But also, he would very much like to stand high in the funfair to look at you when no one is next to you. Your smile is what he most want to know.
• He's bad at being romantic too. He can't think of a date atmosphere or anything you can do.
When you come in, he just wants to hug you and spend time with you.
But when you are together longer, it will be much easier. If you don't feel up to the initiative, he will. He needs to know what you feel good about and what you feel bad about.
• It is normal for him to be patient with a loved one. He doesn't see anything difficult with listening to someone if he cares about something in a good mood.
"Smile at me. Don't worry about anything. You can always tell me what's bothering you. But smile at me, okay?"
#jjk x y/n#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk x you#jujutsu kaisen matchups#anime matchup#jjk headcanons#megumi fushiguro headcanons
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I don't want to come off as too mean but it feels like Erik has some really deep-seated issues in regards to relationships. Characters like David, Gavin, and Cutie that all violate a lot of boundaries are basically forgiven until their behavior is suddenly better one day (and I feel like this break with Geordi will still fall into this). Characters like Vega and James are supposed to be villains and yet it feels like they're starting to be written as misunderstood heroes. It seems like abusers aren't properly punished for the things they've done despite being painted as abusers, like Kody and again Vega. The only storylines that had their "abusers" dealt with were Marcus's and Sam's, and those were both done extremely poorly and seemed more reactionary to the fandom imo. I wouldn't necessarily attribute characters being characters (or tropes) to "the author has trauma" but given that some of these stories are more personal to him and that these themes continue to show up as they do, it kinda makes me wonder how much he's been and is potentially still being mistreated by friends and loved ones. He wants to make statements about abuse and yet it seems like he doesn't know what it looks like to not be abused or how to properly handle and overcome it. And if this is really the case, I feel kinda bad for him. Sorry for the long ask, but am I just reaching so hard that I'm practically Stretch Armstrong or do you see it too?
i wouldn't say you're stretch armstrong (hilarious wording btw, im stealing that), but i would say its simply not the best to assume that themes you find in someone's writing is because of trauma/whatever unless you personally know them.
(more under the read more bc i word souped lol)
You are right about the villians not getting punished appropriately though, which i have (i think) talked about before. Kody is a great example for sure, but i think most of the antagonists aren't punished proportionally to their alleged crimes.
A lot of the ones that are punished do seem reactionary to the fandom, ESPECIALLY Marcus. (im very emotional about him, i miss him so much). Something else ive also talked about before, how he seems to let audience reactions sway how he writes/continues to write a story. A lot of the relationship/character flaws are just..... magically gone one day??? Along with conflicts?? Its really strange. I sound like a record on repeat with this one, but tries to balance sending some moral message, writing interesting plots, with maintaining comfort content, and he ends up fumbling a lot of ways in the end. He writes allegories/messaging into his stories, but they're sloppy because of how he tries to juggle all the other expectations his audience, and maybe even himself, holds him to. It just ends up with..... bad writing (at least in terms of plot and narratives, his dialogue and character writing is generally good or very good. man knows how to make a lovable character and sweet lines).
Also even the characters who have healthier relationships, i feel like a lot of the unhealthy behaviors were originally in there to make the relationships interesting, which isnt a bad thing!!! conflict is important for narrative interest, but like. He just Gets Rid of these things, instead of transforming them into things that are healthier but still personality traits of those characters. Sam lost his snark, Darlin lost their stubborness, Vincent doesn't feel anywhere as near as flirty as he used to, Avior isnt a sarcastic butt anymore. Like your personality does not get buffed out when you get in a relationship and that relationship gets healthier. Southern Sass is still Southern Sass, as a matter of fact it gets worse the more you know someone. Flirts stay Flirts, maybe not with others, but definitely with their partners. You don't all of a sudden lose stubbornness because you love your partner (ask mine, lmfao). It feels like these things were done to maybe make them more palatable/likeable but they were loveable already with their unique character traits and flaws. You can have someone grow without them changing.
I wish that with Gavin and David we had audios of them and their respective partners laying down boundaries and changing, and as for Geordi and Cutie i wish we saw more of their relationship build up before it exploded. Their relationship was already on fire when they were introduced, which is still just SUCH a weird choice to me.
Sorry for the word soup, but tldr is that youre right about the bad writing part, i just think its not a trauma thing with healthy relationships, but more just bad writing bc of high expectations and maintaining audience satisfaction.
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dude when i was younger my mom used to get REALLY mad at me cause a lot of times where she was having us clean the house i would need to stop and go use the bathroom, and id end up in there for a While. she got really mad and accused me of just hiding in there to avoid cleaning. but like i really was just having stomach problems. but i just realized like.. i have dealt with anxiety related stomach issues for Years. there is a very good chance that was what was happening then too. i had a Lot of anxiety surrounding the times where my mom would make us do chores (for several reasons, most of which being that things always piled up, so they took hours to get through, and my mom has pretty bad anger issues and problems with perfectionism, so any time we had to clean it was very hard not to do something the 'wrong' way and upset her, triggering her to verbally abuse us) so like. its literally not a stretch at all to assume that this was an early case of my anxiety related stomach problems... i also very frequently would start feeling sick before any kind of social event, such as going to a friend's house, which was AWFUL because then i'd either have to leave early or use their bathroom, which was hell for me. its gotten a lot better as far as anxiety induced problems go, i dont deal with that sort of thing very often anymore, its only occasional. but instead now i just have a Very sensitive stomach, and i think IBS or something similar. on a regular basis i deal with constipation, and i dont shit more than maybe 3 times a week, which ive been told is Not Normal, and that people are supposed to shit like once a day. but then also every few weeks or sometimes months i get horrible diarrhea that traps me on the toilet for at least an hour every time, or sometimes takes me on and off it all day. its not fun! i feel like the diarrhea episodes are like... my body cleaning out after the long periods of constipation. its like dude this has to leave already. get rid of it ALL right now. and its awful and i hate it. but my mom has told me that if i try to pursue an IBS diagnosis that itll be a pain in the ass, cause they make you take certain things out of your diet for a while to try and find the cause. im not sure if thats fully accurate but my mom IS a nurse so she's usually pretty right on that stuff? but ive also heard other people say getting an IBS diagnosis was really simple and easy for them, so i dont know... ive been told by my dr before to start taking mirilax (powder that gets mixed into a drink) every day, but 1) im really bad at remembering to do it 2) when i had my mental hospital stay they had me take it and it made me miserable cause it was just making me have the diarrhea episodes for several days on end instead of my usual once every now and then. (this especially sucked cause the hospital only had one bathroom we could use during the day, and we werent allowed in our rooms unless we were going to bed. plus the room doors had to stay open, the room bathrooms only had this weird half-door foam thing for privacy. all the other kids with rooms in my hallway could hear me shitting my guts out. it was insanely embarrassing.) and 3) the mirilax label says that you arent supposed to take it for like more than i week i think it is? like its not meant for every day use according to the directions?? so it confuses me lmfao. like my dr says every day but the label says not every day so what is the truth. anyways im rambling about my shitting habits. again. whatever you all love me
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Tagged ages ago by I don't know who for Ao3 stats!
How many fandoms have you written for?
Uuh. Um. So many that it only barely fits in two screenshots even on my new bigger phone? XD
I'm on 517 fics btw, 526 counting stuff that's been posted on anon (you can find that number if you're member of a collection and click 'people' on said collection)
What's your favorite fic on your Ao3?
Would still have to be my Andromaquynh longfic In Your Stead <3 though I'm currently working on a Mirandy podfic project that might take its place! Still, not my own fic, but I already love the voice acting I get to do there :)
Have you posted elsewhere? If yes, which of those fics is your favorite?
Uhh most is cross-posted to Ao3 anyway? I think some ficlets on @floreleine might not be... (Btw if you haven't yet, watch Gunpowder Milkshake it's awesome!)
How many bookmarks do you have on Ao3?
1574 bookmarks! Lots of them probably on private tho, check out my account and tell me how many you see there, I'm too lazy to log off and in again xD I tend to bookmark as, well, actual page marker bookmarks as well as use it as a 'read later' function as well as marking fics I've already read and writing me notes on what I liked or didn't like about them or whether they might be triggering for me in ways not tagged, warning me to only re-read with with caution, that kind of thing... I also bookmark a lot of external works so I have them saved all in one place, bc while I have a livejournal and I think also ffnet account I don't rly use them and I wouldn't even know how to bookmark stuff there...
Plus as recommendations for others! I love the rec function, I've got 175 public recs at the moment, so check it out if you're looking for new reading material :)
...so all in all, my bookmarks are steadily growing xD
How many unread comments do you have?
253 🙈🙈🙈 I'm sorryy!!! In my defence there are always some where I'm like 'ill reply when the sequel's up' and then I never write that xD probably half are still unread bc of that... Rest is some I just love looking at, some so long I love getting them but I don't have the energy to respond in kind and feel like just replying 'thanks' would be cheap idk, and some recent ones just uhh laziness
(they're of course all read though!!! It's just the function called unread bc they're unanswered and I haven't marked them read without answering, I only do that for replies, but I have read every single one <3 thank you commenters I love you!)
Any subscriptions?
6 pages full of author and series subs from way back 2014-2016 🙈 I'm not doing it anymore and I'm Trying to get rid of them but it's so much work adsfghjkl (I still want to keep them somewhere so I click the series/a fic of the author and bookmark it with the tag 'subscription tag' to know I formerly had subscribed/would have subscribed if I still used that function - I just want to get rid of the email spam because that damn thing already completely murdered one email address, and I've switched my ao3 account to another email and that's slowly dying as well now lmfao and I Never check those emails I just check my bookmarks anyway so it's all very useless to me)
Any favorite tags?
I clicked favorite on a bunch of ship tags, whenever I was reading basically just that one ship and wanted it close on hand I added one and never removed them, they're McDanno, Milippa Prime, ClintCoulson, Ineffable Spouses and Andromaquynh
@poemsingreenink @glassbearclock @falyakonmp3 @incloudines @kla1991 @viharistenno @pers-books @xvnot15 @kaorimaxwell-blog @startrekgeorgiouery @danisnotmyname @lavendelhummel & any other mutuals and friends, feel free to do this if you want to, and you can also have a look at the other tagging memes I did lately, feel tagged in any you want to do!
Questions for easy copying: How many fandoms have you written for? What's your favorite fic on your Ao3? Have you posted elsewhere?If yes, which of those fics is your favorite? How many bookmarks do you have on Ao3? How many unread comments do you have? Any subscriptions? Any favorite tags?
#tagging meme#ao3 tag#fanfic tag#mine#may'23#tagging meme may#11.05.23#12.05.23#x#lilo writes#lilo writes behind the scenes#my post#ao3 stats#my ao3 stats
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october 31, 2022 - halloween pms
oh boy oh boy DO I HAVE A STORY TO TELL
so in the past 3 months, i got a job, met new people, life kinda sucks, i met a boy, i also met another boy, i met more boys, went to a kpop music festival, met another boy, jesus fucking christ, please check in on my temper because my patience was tested.
aside from the clients that i have to deal with during my work hours in the morning hours to afternoon, i was also dealing with MEN and i dont know!!!! i havent been screwing around the dating scene in so long because i was so invested in other things such as being delusional with my celebrity crushes and college was sucking the life out of me but jesus christ, i kinda wished it stayed that way because now i got money problems (its a me problem) and boy problems (that i have to get rid ASAP)
anyways, i’m not gonna write about the 10 guys i talked to simultatnoeusly at once, the another 5 men whom all i met through stupid online dating apps, WHAT im gonna tell you is that i ended up forming a whatever situationship with a guy that i used to go to the same elementary school with. WHICH WAS WEIRD BECAUSE I KNEW HIM SINCE FOREVER LIKE IN 1ST GRADE IMAGINE HAVING HIM SEE YOUR TIDDIES NOW AT AGE 22 LIKE, THATS SO WEIRD WHO FUCKING KNEW RIGHT
anyways, yeah based on the last paragraph that i have written, if it isn’t obvious enough for you, yes it was very sexual (and very confusing at times) and ITS SOMETIMES WEIRD because i cant stop picturing him as some random 6th grader that i walk past by numerous times when i was in 5th grade and idk idk its so fucking crazy like, THATS CRAZY RIGHT?? WHO KNEW LMFAO
anyways yea we would call each other at night, it was nothing serious, obviously. out of everyone he was my favorite since there was a common ground and experience we share so i felt more comfortable with him than the rest of the guys that i talked to. so i trusted him enough with photos that i took and hes literally the only guy i ever sent those photos to (and hes gonna get beat up by me if anything happens GOD FORBID ANYTHING HAPPENS)
he would send good morning texts bla bla bla, it was a one month short lived experience until i decided to just be distant or whatever because hes literally any other guys. god, we were evn supposed to go on a date but it didnt happen. the point is, just because you knew him since forever does not mean he’s going to be different. i have met way too many of the same people like him, AND LIKE ME, to keep my guard up anyway.
anyways, the point is i can feel the void in me getting alot more worse. the more i entertain these men, even women (i cant for the life of god play with women even when im attracted to them i just CANT) the more i feel like this is all i ever am worth of.
i always dreamed about being cherished, being taken care of, being seen, being listened to, and just being loved and that’s because of the numerous love songs that i heard, movies that i watched and books i read, but why does it feel like i will never be worth of any of those things?
i think the dating scene of today made it worse. i think that’s why i can’t keep on settling for stuff like this anymore. i am not embarrassed to admit that i believe that i deserve being treated with respect and live the fluffy romantic corny shit you see in dramas. i truly want that lol
i just feel like i wasted so much time on spending to get to know these people, even when im not looking for anything serious, time is still a cost to even acknowledge their existence. i just feel like absolute shit over it.
idk maybe im just pmsing and its a halloween and i literally have nothing much better to do (i am literally supposed to go on errands but i ended up crying over the remaining balance in my bank account) but idk idk
and also i cut off my ties with this guy, not fully, just distanced myself. if he tries to reach out, then i’ll let him in. there’s nothing going on anyway and he’s a manwhore lol. idk im just upset over everything rn idk why im typing this maybe its because its eating me alive. did u guys know that i used to have such a huuuuuge crush on him until he went for the sexual part in our relationship or whatever we have and now i could not respect him at all lmfao
anyways, thats it ill tell more on the careeer part soon, im working on something. see if this one works out. we’ll see.
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