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bittersweetyrn · 4 months

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big fan of essek thelyss, not the fanon interpretation, which is either "smol bean, tiny fragile elf who's a sweetheart and basically a child" or people mistakenly calling betrayal of one's home country a "war crime" and then proceeding to be flippant about it anyway, but the real Essek

pretentious motherfucker that committed treason bc he though he was smarter than everyone else

learned to float literally just to impress other rich people

canonically neutral evil

basically head spymaster of his country and master of lies but sucks shit lying to his friends

stayed bitchy even after his redemption arc

"there is nothing I would love more than to not be around you all for the remainder of this day"

a space wizard that crushed someone with telekenesis just to show off (the person was already dying)

sexy feet, nice ass, overall hottie

fell in love with a traumatized wizard of his enemy country and it was mutual despite all the betrayal

faggot

gave away state secrets to enemy wizard bc he though he was sexy

discovered time travel with his boyfriend

proceeded to say they shouldn't use time travel (bc now he's a good boy) but was willing to sacrifice everything and help if his bf wanted to use it

once confessed he had such a bad fight with his dad that his dad ran into the demon caves and never returned (essek doesn't feel bad about this at all)

young for an elf but still 120 years old, he called his bf "young man" and flexed on him about how much more evil he is

#anytime I imagine him stealing the beacons its set to the music from Sinbad where eris steals the book of peace #the way people say “he's basically a teenager!” to excuse his actual evil acts #characters are evil and its cool #very much “my guy didn't do that! he did a bunch of other shit tho”#he is all these cool things yet unfortunately the dice were never on his side 😔#I only have the most correct opinions on essek #I literally don't even critrole anymore but he is my bitch ass wife #critical role #essek thelyss #essik theylas #ask me abt my fic series “I sensed we loved each other without knowing”

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returnsandreturns · 12 days

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a double drabble because you know i've got some kind of specific proposal festish

“If I said that I love you,” Foggy says, as calmly as he can, “what would you do?”

To be fair, he caught Matt of guard on purpose, which is probably what it takes a long moment for him to process and answer the questions. He sits up slowly from where he’s been sprawled out in Foggy’s lap getting his hair played with, something that Foggy already kind of knew made him a little bit stupid, face guarded when he aks, “Why do you ask?”

“Mere curiosity,” Foggy says.

Matt’s face goes soft pretty quickly when he admits, “I might say it back.”

“Yeah?”

Foggy slides his fingers through Matt’s hair again, smiling when Matt’s eyes flutter shut and he sighs.

“I love you,” Matt says.

“You fucker,” Foggy says, smile widening. “You beat me to it.”

Matt jut smiles back and leans up to kiss him.

“It’s not a contest,” he says.

“It is now,” Foggy says, scoffing. “I’m going to propose, like, tonight, just in case you try to claim that, too.”

The way Matt’s smile goes kind of adorable and shy makes Foggy feel absolutely indescribable.

“If I proposed tonight, what would you do?” he asks.

Matt just kind of shrugs and settles back in Foggy’s lap.

“I might say yes,” he says, shutting his eyes again.

#mattfoggy #my fic #daredevil #i'm trying a to do list where you roll dice and i put writing 300 words as like five of the things #this is 220 of them

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mera-k1 · 7 months

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Hypnosis Mic - ass, tits, thighs (or other)?

hypnosis mic x gn!reader

-some are more nsfw than others but still, minors dni

Ichiro can’t admit that he really likes your chest. there’s just something about it that draws his eyes towards it and he can’t help himself. he’d stare at it for hours if you’d let him, hell he’d even like to put his face on it.

Samatoki doesn’t give a shit about who sees his hand on your ass whenever he’s got you nearby. he loves to grab your ass when he’s fucking you whether you’re in missionary or riding him.

Jyuto is a simple man, preferring your thighs when asked. he loves that he can spread them easily and watch your face go red as his gloved hand wander slowly inwards.

Rio is an ass guy and that’s that. he simply just answers ass whenever you ask him about it and you’re truly not sure why since he doesn’t touch it a lot. He can’t help but look whenever you attempt to show it off for him though.

Ramuda can’t help but play with your chest whenever he’s able to. he’ll pinch and squeeze all the while you’re trying to hold yourself together to his teasing. which he won’t stop till you either put him in his place below you or let him stay in control till he’s satisfied.

Dice can’t control himself when he sees your chest and collarbone. he desperately wants to just kiss and bite you till there’s little marks all over your chest.

he loves your hands, especially when they’re trailing down his chest. Gentaro can’t get enough of how your hands feel on his skin and although he can be quite teasing himself, he would much prefer having you tease him with your hands.

Jakurai.. he is a polite man and doesn’t stare. he is fond of your thighs though and can’t help but clear his throat when you come out with some thigh highs that he wasn’t expecting to see you in. he get’s caught off guard each time too.

to put it simply, Hifumi likes your chest. he’s not teasing or anything about it though. he simply loves to just give them a playful squeeze and a few kisses before he does anything else.

Doppo is so embarrassed about the fact that he loves your thighs. he loves to lay on them, yes, but he also loves to be in between them. he is a giver in bed and would love to pleasure you while being between your thighs.

with Sasara, you can’t tell where he’s looking but, he’s looking right at your ass most times. he never does anything but he’s definitely checking it out and when you catch him, he just smiles at you and tells you that he doesn’t know what you’re talking about.

he’s a respectful man but, Rosho can’t help looking at your chest sometimes. he knows he shouldn’t be staring so much especially when you’re not doing much but he truly just wants to squish them with his hands.. maybe to see what reaction he’d get.

he’s got a thing for your ass and you know it very well. Rei won’t leave your ass alone for a second and he’s always gotta have a hand on it. whether you both are out in public or fucking. he’s always squeezing it with absolutely no shame.

Kuko always has a smug grin whenever he walks up behind you, planting a hand on your ass. he’s always has to grab your ass whenever he has you in his arms, it’s just habit at this point and he loves the surprised face you give him when he does it.

Jyushi loves your thighs. he can’t stop looking whenever you put thigh highs or fishnets on. there’s just something about them that makes him uncontrollably flustered just thinking about it!

he says he doesn’t care but, Hitoya loves your hips. just holding them to keep you in place as he fucks into you. he honestly would never tell you how attractive he finds just holding you by your hips.

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rainbow-cheshire · 2 months

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☆∂ʀ ᴄʀιтιᴄαℓ ∂ιᴄє! zιηє☆ (my contributions to @drcriticaldicezine !)

first zine i got into that actually came out🥹and it's doing absolutely amazing! i will be forever grateful with working with these people, i've been sort of witnessing everything since the beginning and oh my god i am just. extremely proud of this project, i think i finished this in december 2023 so the art style is a bit different compared to what i do now but i still think it's a decent piece! also i am never going to forget the moment when i sent out kiyo's design and someone told me it's so kiyo shaped LIKE THIS IS PROBABLY THE BEST COMPLIMENT I'LL EVER GET🥺🥺🥺 and i wrote a fic for the first time even though it's super short so yea! this project is a lot of fun, thank you so much for having me i'm so happy i get to work with so many amazing people, please go download the zine and check out everyone else's work (especially if you love fics! we have so many it's insane and we actually managed to feature almost the entire danganronpa cast)

💙if you are planning to repost my drawings/edits, etc either ask for permission in the comments/private message me, or mention my username in the caption AND tag me, or else i will ask you to remove the post for stealing thank you💙

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victorxaxvale · 3 months

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oriana sabatini anda por ahí pidiendo recomendaciones de fanfics, incluyendo fanfics de dybala o de la scaloneta

#dice que lo unico que hace es planear el casamiento y leer fics #quiero esa vida #txt

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spiderbirdo · 2 months

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Maybe I am just sqq brained but I... Find it hard to care about other characters outside of sqq and lbh like if in a fic the pov switches to someone else I'm just sitting there waiting for sqq to come back

#Text post #Svsss #Bingqiu #I tried to read moshang fic as like a cleanse #But the whole time I was waiting for sqq to show up #I tried to get into she jiu too but no dice #I tried reading yinhua and the whole time I was just waiting for binghe to show up #And then when sj got together with someone else and lbh was nowhere to be seen I was like why am I here #No sy no lbh #I'm starving

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moxtoons · 1 year

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I recently saw your LudDice idea, and a new song from one of my favorite artists made a new song yesterday, and I think it works (maybe not)

Do you think that "This Is What Losing Someone Feels Like" would work (Dice singing)?

OKAY SO The lyrics from this are so perfect for their breakup in my headcanon and I'm INSANE

This was perfect thank you! Also - Thank you for this I'm so glad to see some of my moots/followers like my LudDice content!

#Mox answers #Mox's doodles #Luddice #Angst #midnightdemonz on blog #my art #mox's art #the cuphead show #king dice #ludwig cuphead #This damn ship lives rent free in my head i love these musicians #i pumped out this doodle since i had a moment i couldn't help it-#I'll be writing the fic based off their history together soon too

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sulkybender · 2 months

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When an author you love has moved on to another fandom but you won’t admit it so you’re still subscribed and for the past few years you’ve been getting South Park and Batman email notifications but! maybe! one day!!

#ao3 #*shakes cup of dice praying for a Zukka fic*

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currently-tired · 2 months

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guys Holy Shit.

Dice in the 1920’s were commonly made of plastics, such as celluloid. Celluloid is made out of nitrocellulose and camphor. (there’s several types of plastic, but I saw this one first when researching and it caught my eye.)

It’s highly flammable.

here’s a celluloid pen on fire:

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this guy is using a ping pong ball as a fire starter

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Nitrocellulose was literally used as a gun powder replacement.

All of this is to say, that I am extremely worried for King Dice in Devil’s presence.

#cuphead #king dice #devildice #like. Devil gets pissed?? nooo!!!#King Dice is going to burn 😭😭😭#honk shoo posting #this is what happens when I am writing. and I look into stuff for a fic #Never would I have thought I would’ve been looking into 1920 and 30’s dice 😭😭😭#cuphead devil

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ohtobeleah · 1 year

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Roll Of The Dice // Jake Seresin

Chapter Four: “What’s Even Real”

Summary: Jake Seresin has never been a believer in life after death, but when he’s caught in a comatose realm stuck between reality and fantasy—what else is there to do but dream?

Warnings: Jake Seresin x F!reader Jake Seresin Angst. Hospitalisation. Grief of a loved one. Slow decline into grief induced madness. Bradley Bradshaw x platonic!reader

Word Count: 3.2k

Author Note: Well. A phatt 85% of you voted for me to flip the story and here you go. I actually LOVE how this series is taking a drastic turn. But just so we’re all on the same page. There is NO HAPPY ENDING. (Also shut the fuck up I’m still on a break)

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(Naval Hospital– Jacksonville, Florida. – Present Day)

Bradley Bradshaw had never been good with hospitals. His therapist had told him once that his ever growing hatred towards the far too sterile environment was due to the fact both his mother and father had passed away in hospital beds surrounded by doctors and nurses who he couldn't really give a shit about enough to remember there names.

But here he was, walking down the hall towards room one hundred and nine of the intensive care unit at the Naval hospital in Jacksonville, Florida. Bradley carried two takeaway coffees, one in each hand as nurses who had become all too familiar with the mustache-clad aviator smiled politely and sent him solemn looks of hopefulness that today might very well be the day. But he knows it's just something they’re taught in medical school. Compassion. Empathy for the friends and family members of the loved ones laying near dead, dying or recovering. Bradley didn't know what category to put Jake Seresin in at the moment, they hadnt really been all that chummy prior to the accident. Not friends nor foes. Just long-term acquaintances who loved you both dearly.

Bradley Bradshaw had known you for his entire life, uncle Sliders kid. The military brat with the heart of gold, thousand watt smile and even bigger attitude. It's probably what drew you and Jake Seresin together. That all too similar attitude and love for a good taunt. Rooster always did catch himself wondering what you saw in him, but then again, beauty was forever in the eye of the beholder.

“Hey, sorry–the line was crazy today.” Bradley cooed as he knocked with one knuckle on the door that had been slightly ajar. Stepping in, the steady beeping of Jake's heart rate monitor filled the room. “How's he been?”

“No change–” Was all you mumbled as you looked up from watching Jake breath with assistance to reach out for your coffee order Bradley had had the chance to remember off by heart. “You just missed the Doc.” Bradley could tell just how tired you were just by the way your eyes looked sunken, he knew you weren't sleeping, weren’t eating. He knew that you hadn’t left Jake's side since he was brought into his room. “She said that there's definitely brain activity going on–said he must be dreaming.” You smiled at the thought, you hoped whatever Jake was dreaming of was a hell of alot better than what he would wake up to. “The swellings gone down quite a bit, but it’s just up to him if he wants to fight to come back.”

Bradley moved across the room, grabbing the chair that sat empty in the corner of the room to drag it over to where you sat at your fiance's beside. Like every time he came to visit, he sat with a sigh, leaned into where you sat and kissed your cheek softly, a reassurance he was here for you.

“Sounds promising.” Bradley pressed his lips together before he took a sip of his coffee, watching as you did the same. “Dice, you look like crap.”

“I'm gonna let you get away with that one purely because I feel like crap.” You chuckled softly, but it had been just enough to coax the corner of your mouth into a curve. Oh how Bradley missed the sound of your laugh, you were one of his closest friends. Seeing you hurt and struggling through such a crisis made his heart ache worse than he ever imagined it could. From what Rooster could remember of his parents love, they set such a high standard Bradley didn’t know if he’d ever have a chance of replicating—he thought if anything he’d get to live long enough to live vicariously through your love for Jake and watch you thrive in some fairytale life with Hangman that he’d be happy enough with that. But that all seemed so up in the air now.

But here you both sat, watching Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin breathe assisted with tubes of all kinds shoved down his throat. Barely recognisable from the swelling, the cuts, stitches and bruises that littered his face. You could tell he was still your Jake though.

“If you wanna go home, get some rest? I can stay here with him for as long as you need.” Bradley knew what the answer was going to be before you even shook your head. Letting your gaze linger back on the gentle rise and fall of Jake's chest.

“No thanks, I wouldn’t want to miss anything—“ It was hard not to cry, but as you tried to coax your fiancé to come back to you? The tears just fell so effortlessly. “He knows I’m here.”

You carried far too much guilt on your own shoulders for what happened. Jake, although an amazing partner—was an even better wingman. He’d come after you when things got a little too out of control during a recent detachment. He’d saved your life and sacrificed his own. When you’d both been brought back to Florida of all places—You’d asked one of the nurses to contact Bradley for you, he’d been on some carrier somewhere in the middle of the ocean—but he pulled whatever strings he could to get back to you.

“Jake would want you to take care of yourself if anything Dice, he loves you so much.” Bradley placed a hand on your knee, rubbing the pad of his thumb against the soft grey material of your sweatpants. “You aren’t gonna be any good to him when he finally wakes up if you can’t even keep your eyes open.”

“He’s such an idiot.” You scoffed, your moods had been vile the last few weeks. You were sleep deprived, hungry, running of steam fueled by Starbucks caffeine and sugar free red bulls from the vending machine. “He shouldn’t have come after me, gives me a goddamn headache just thinking about it, it should have—“ A sob ripped through your chest and you were gone in seconds. Your bottom lip quivered as you fell into a heap against Jake's side, your hand reaching for his as Bradley rubbed a comforting circle against your arched back. “So so so dumb Rooster—he should have just let it be me.” It was supposed to be you.

“If there’s one person on this planet Hangman would want to die saving Dice, it would be you.” It was hard to hear but Bradley knew you had to hear it. “He would do anything to keep you out of harm's way.”

“Yeah well, what am I supposed to do if he doesn’t wake up, Rooster?” Rising from the side of Jakes hospital bed, you crossed your legs up into the chair you were perched on. “What if he just doesn’t wake up? And he gets trapped in the dreamscape world his mind is creating while I'm out here, all alone?” Bradley knew the breakdown was coming, he had seen it racing towards him at a million miles an hour over the last few days. Not taking care of yourself while giving your all to someone else was a tiring effort that broke the strongest of souls on their best days. You were only human, a much loved one at that. You didn't deserve this, Jake didn't deserve this.

“Hey.” Rooster cooed, cupping your cheeks as he gently pressed the pads of his thumbs against your swollen cheeks to wipe away the tears. “Hey, Dice, look at me yeah?” You did hesitantly, not ready to take your eyes away from Jake, your Jake, your darling Hangman, your soon to be husband. “Dice, hell will freeze over before Jake Seresin gives up fighting, it’s Jake we’re talking about right?”

“I just really really miss him Roo–” You could barely hold your head up with how tired you were, falling into Roosters chest as you sobbed your heart out. It broke his heart to know you were in such anguish. “Every fucking breath that I take since he left feels like a waste on me.”

“He's here Y/n.” Bradley didn't know what else to do except hold you tight, hold you close as you cried in his arms. Over your shoulder, Bradley took in the sight of Jake Seresin, laying there in his hospital bed, with machines surrounding him helping him do the most mundane task of all. Breathe. Jake had always been the better of them, he didn't ever think, he would just always do. He was the Hangman, the top of his class, the cockiest fighter pilot Rooster had ever had the displeasure of knowing.

But now? well–Rooster kind of wished that he’d given Jake more of a chance, perhaps there was some perplexing rhythm and reason why Jake was the way he was and did the things and did and said the stupid things he said.

“He’s here, Doc said that, didn't she? He’s here, just needs some time to find his way back.”

“I'm losing my goddamn mind Bradshaw.” Stifling a laugh, you sat back up, you wiped your tears and fixed yourself up. Taking a sip of the coffee Bradley had brought you to keep you alert. You had had your moment, now it was time to be brave, be there for Jake when he woke up. “I don't know how much more of this I can take before I lose my mind.”

“How about I go grab you some food?” Rooster simply asked, standing as he kissed the top of your head. “You like that sushi place down the road, yeah?”

“M’not that hungry–”

“I don't care, you need to eat, you can't just–” Before Rooster could finish saying that you couldn't just not eat, you were snapping at him. It wasn't the first time but it was still rather jarring.

“I said im not hungry, Rooster, you want food fine, go get yourself something, but im not fucking hungry.” It wasn't entirely your fault, Bradley knew it was coming from a place of despair and heartbreak. You couldn't control anything happening around you so you clung to something you could. He’d remembered that from therapy.

“Okay, well, I'm gonna go grab something to eat and I'll be back okay?” Bradley wasn't expecting an answer, he didn't get one either. All that met him in response was the monotone beeping of Jake Seresins heart rate monitor and the overbearing shattering sound of your own. Pressing his lips together as he shoved his fist into his pocket to fish out his phone. Bradley turned on his heels as he left the room. Leaving you to sit in your own existential crisis.

“Hey kid, how's she doing?” Slider greeted Bradley from the otherside of the phone as he left the same way he came in, passing by the same nurses that now didn't even pay him any attention. Their minds on new patients, new charts to read, new turns of events.

“I'm really worried about her, she's not eating, not sleeping, she's not doing well at all and I don't know how to help her.” It was the honest truth, Bradley didn't. He didn't know how to help pick up the pieces. Slider, your dad, although a million miles away–felt closer than ever when he brought up Bradley's own mum.

“You were the same when Carole died kid, wouldn't let a single person help you until you hit rock bottom.” Slider sighed as Braldey pressed the button on the elevator. “She's gonna hit it eventually and when she does it's gonna be brutal but you’ll be there, just don't smother her, treat her like you normally would, watch over her but dont force her to do anything she doesn't want to do.” It was the advice Rooster had been seeking. He knew your dad would know what to say, how to keep him on the straight and narrow. “When she hits that wall you’ll know, because instead of pushing you away she’s gonna grip on, hold tight and not let go for love nor money, Goose.”

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(North Island —Hard Deck Bar, October 16th 2014)

“I’m here–” It came out more reluctantly than you really meant it to. But the way Jake Seresin jumped as you came up behind him and made your presence known had you breaking out into a fit of giggles on the front deck of the Hard Deck.

“Fuck–” Jake groaned as he turned around and held his hand to his tan covered heart. “Why are you so quiet? You move like a goddamn prius?” You didn't know you could roll your eyes as hard as you did.

“Can we just get this over and done with already?” You sighed dramatically, pushing past Jake as you made your way inside. He was hot on your tail, opening the door for you like the true southern gentleman that his mother had raised him to be. “Oh, thanks.” You hadn’t expected it, no one had ever opened a door for you like Jake had just done. Sure men held doors open in coffee shops in passing before, but this had been an intentional act. Jake had a pep in his step to reach the door before you could. “Why would you do that?”

“We’re on a date.” It was the cheesy grin you received in return that had you rolling your eyes twice as hard as you;d just done, surprising yourself once more at the diameter they could actually roll. Jake stood there holding the door for you—gesturing for you to step inside. “And my mother would slap me across the face full force if she saw my date opening doors all by herself.”

“Hangman I really don’t think this classifies as a date.” You tried to shut down the idea before it could bloom into something bigger inside Jake's head. But you were already too late. “I asked if you wanted to grab something to eat and have a couple of beers after work—to get to know my wingman.”

“Oh Lieutenant Dixon, if I can help it? You and I aren't just gonna be just wingman and wingwoman.” Jake shook his head. “So humour me a little, entertain the idea for a single night?” You stood in silence for a mere minute before finally admitting defeat. “One date—“ Stepping inside as Jake led you over to the nearest open bar table with a hand pressed to the small of your back, guiding you through.

“One date is all you’re gonna get, Headache.” You groaned as Jake pulled the bar chair out from underneath the small round table. He watched as you sat down with a reluctant gruff. Laughing to himself at how easy it was to get under your skin.

“One date is all I need to make you fall in love with me.” Jake replied as he walked around to find his own chair, handing you the menu as he waved over at Bill, the barkeep. “And just so we’re on the same page here sweetheart—“ Jake leaned in closer to you over the table, watching with hooded eyes and a wicked grin as you did the same. Mimicking him. “You’re a terrible wingwoman, so don’t think falling in love with me will affect your already atrocious aviation skills.”

“Careful there Hangman.” It wasn’t that you couldn’t already feel yourself gravitating towards Jake, it was that you were scared of just how far the two of you were willing to let this go before pumping the breaks. “Anyone with eyes glued onto their head would think you’re a little obsessed with me.” For some reason, there were a few gold coated pens sitting on the table, possibly but also probably for the keno games that Bull liked to scatter around the joint. Picking one up—Jake clicked the top before placing it in his top pocket absentmindedly. You could never have enough pens. Everytime he needed one he never had one. Everytime he had one he never needed it.

“Why don’t you roll the Dice and find out?” Jake grinned ear to ear, watching as you raised a brow in response. “Tell me a little about yourself? Perhaps I'll walk away all the more obsessed than I supposedly already am.”

“Okay–” You simply sighed, dropping your chin as you frowned. Pulling your elbows off the table as you sat back into a slight slump. “This has been fun, really, this whole act–” it was Jake's turn to frown as he listened, noticing how you wore an expression he didn't like one bit. Something laced with self-doubt. “But you can cut it out now.”

“What are you on about?” Jake asked as he handed you a menu.

“The whole, you wanna be more than friends shtick you’re really playing up.” Yep, Jake really made you say it out loud. “I'm not the type of girl whos gonna fall in love with you Seresin, I'm not here for that shit, im here–”

“Because your daddy is Ron Slider Kerner and he's chummy with Admiral Agony?” Jake didn't mean to say it like that's what he believed, he meant to say it in a way that he thought that's what you were going to say. Maybe the look he’d seen plastered across your face before wasn't self loathing after all, because when you straighten your shoulders and let out a scoff. Jake knew he fucked it. “I didn't mean it to sound like that, I just thought that's what you were going to say.”

“Sure, because you and everyone else here surely don't think I'm the class Nepotism baby.”

“That's Bradshaws title, get your own Dice.'' Jake was quick on the draw, it forced a laugh to bubble up from deep inside you as you took in the sight of his smile. So bright and all consuming.

“No Bradleys the gold star kid, but don't tell him I said that!” You sat up a little straighter, knocking your knuckle against the top of the table. “He’s practically family, which means he’ll plant me in the ground if he ever heard me say that.”

“Well, for the record, I don't think you’re a nepo baby.” Jake cooed, smirking wildly at you from across the table. The Hard Deck had started to get busier around you as you sat with the sandy blonde. The pair of you didn't seem to notice as you got lost in the conversation you were having. Something about Jake just drew you into him, you couldn't figure out what exactly it was that had your heart skipping a beat at the sound of his laugh or the glint in his eye. But there was something there. “I do think you’re gonna have a hard time following me, but I'll do my best to lead us to the top of that ladder, Dice Dixon.”

You couldn't let Jake get away with thinking he was better than you, if you were going to be the best dynamic duo Mirimar had ever seen you needed it known who was the brains of this operation. And who exactly is what that was going to led you to the top of that leaderboard, to the top of the class and beyond.

“Seresin, I have known you for the better half of one entire afternoon and I already know the most important thing about you.” You let your back rest against the plush back of the booth chair. Eyeing off the handsome aviator before you, Jake fucking Seresin was about to be the death of you and you knew it.

“Pray do tell—“ Jake replied as he mimicked your actions. Letting his back rest and the plush of the booth, waiting for you to say something witty. Something he knew he’d never forget.

“That the only place you’ll lead anymore is an early grave.”

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hcllcoffin · 1 year

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Don’t imagine June 26, 2015,

Marriage Equality is legalized.

Nancy and Robin cry and hug each other. Both having to confirm they heard the news right. Robin crying happily that she can finally love openly without hiding it.

Steve gets on one knee and proposes to Eddie on stage during their live tour with Corroded Coffin. Eddie screams yes and they kiss.

Will hugging his brother who returns the hug tightly. “I can be me, Jonathan” “You were always you, now be you to all”

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found your blog today and i’m in love with everything you write!!! i’m curious, can we get everyone’s (in hypmic) favorite sex position? hope this isn’t too much ;;

hihi, nonnie!! since there's so many of em, i just did a quick list for you. just send in another ask if you want me to explain any~

Fav Positions

Hypmic x gn!reader

-smut

-ichiro.. i see him as very soft and basic. i'd say his favorite is missionary.

-samatoki def enjoys wall sex, i'm not sure what to even call that position tbh.. cause it's not a full nelson/half nelson i don't think. but yeah, fucking you against the wall is his favorite.

-jyuto is a tough one. i can see him enjoying handcuffing you to the bed and fucking you in missionary.

-to me, rio is such a big, soft guy! lotus position for him.

-sub!ramuda def, just destroy him doggy style honestly.

-gentaro strikes me as the lazy type in bed. cowgirl or reverse cowgirl, no preference between the two.

-for dice.. def 69.

-jakurai loves anything intimate. i don't think he has a favorite so long as he can simply make love to you.

-hifumi's tricky too.. on one hand he wants to make you feel special and pleasure you so he'd enjoy giving you oral but on the other hand he also likes to be ridden so those would have to be his favorites.

-sleepy morning sex with doppo because he needs a break. just ride him in the morning, he loves it more than he lets on.

-sasara haunts me with the fact i struggle to write him.. probably.. basic missionary...

-rosho is similar to jakurai, he enjoys any positions where he can be close and just simply make love to you. whatever makes you feel happy.

-rei hmm.. mating press.

-kuko's is always down to try any position you want so i'd say he has no preference.

-gotta say lotus position for jyushi.

-hitoya is just real basic. missionary or ride him, those are his favorites.

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