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#im still gonna be there and im just SOOOOOOOOO

moonchildstyles · 1 day

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oh we’re talking about aster having quickies okay

i haven’t read the new blurb yet but i already know it’s gonna be incredible… but… i don’t see aster as the type to have quickies in like semi-private spaces, like in his office (even though… that kinda happened) or in his car, and if it did i think there’d be a reason but idk what that would be

BUT i definitely see them having quickies pretty much anywhere around their new house, especially when they’re still pretty new to living there- like taking her over the kitchen counter because she came out of their room a little later in the morning than he did and he’s about to make breakfast but she changed out of his shirt into something silky and pretty just to lounge in and he cant help it because… that’s the love of his life walking around with her legs and a little bit of her tummy showing; or on the sofa while they’re watching a random film and he’s got his head resting on her stomach and when he gets bored he starts pushing up her shirt and kissing down her thighs and eventually the film is loooong forgotten, and i see it being pretty late and it’s the weekend and neither of them work the next day so they curl up with the blanket on the back of the sofa and doze off there, and usually he’s so adamant on taking her to bed but something about just having the house to themselves forever now and being able to sleep naked on the sofa is enough to have him falling asleep with his head tucked into the back of her neck and ill literally cry - 🍓

no the idea of him taking her over the kitchen counter is literally going to make my brain leak out of my ears like are you KIDDING!!!!!!!!!! bc I can so see that like including even the bathroom counter or something too like he just sees her looking so pretty in his clothes or something pretty liek you said and hes gotta get to work soon so he cant take care of her like usual but its def still worth it to them for him to take her shorts down or put her panties to the side and bend her over and just fuck her super quick kissing the back of her neck and holding her around her waist and just letting her make all the noise she wants in their empty house together like that is SOOOOOOOOO real to me and then like the idea of him jsut like fixing his hair and everything and then he just goes to work like that evil.........or even the movie idea I love that so bad :((( like idk why I think its so cute but like why if they had little living room sleepovers sometimes like esp when they first move in and everything and they spend the night out there w blankets and snacks like a real sleep over and they cant just....fuck there before dinner and like idk im getting so off topic I just love this bad truly

#anon #ask #aster inspo #concept #🍓 anon

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gg-selvish · 1 year

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for a smut writer i sure do put off writing smut a lot. i've cut 2 smut scenes from rules so far (well, one of them was cut and the other was just pushed off to its own chapter) and i wonder if people are gonna get mad that theyre reading an explicit fic that has very little smut in it... and... a lot of angst... oops.

#i constantly want to post a poll like 'is rules even good' but then i remember thats just my brain being insecure #so many people have told me they love rules and im still just like hmmmmmm it might be shit #i wont delete it tho as much as i meme about it #because the ending is gonna be sooooooooo sick if i do it well #we just gotta wait #txt

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evan-bo-bevin · 11 months

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So the way I've been working on comic pages is:

thumbnails for whole chapter

bigger thumbnails (layouts) for whole chapter

draw panels & bubbles on manuscript paper for whole chapter so I know where drawings need to go

draw pencils for a given page on copy paper

Ink pencils for that page on manuscript paper

Tone & letter that page

Repeat for each page

I made myself a template so I could place it under my paper and know where the edges of my panels had to go so that when I scanned the finished page into CSP, everything would just align.

So ive finished my layouts, and I spent some time the other day drawing out all my panel borders & bubbles so i could start pencilling pages.

I penciled pages 1-3, inked & toned page 1, and then realized today... the template I made was wrong. It won't work for any printer at the comic size we want.

Had to spend all evening trying to math out the new *correct* size to make my template, and now the panels (and drawings that'll go in em) are all the wrong size.

Gonna redo all the panels tomorrow, then, I guess. And most likely the speech bubbles, too. The new template is taller than what I was using, so allllllll of the panels I planned out in thumbs/layouts are like... they're just wrong now.

( ´;ﾟ;∀;ﾟ;)

#evan talks #im so upset #like its fine #learning experience #i know that #a step backwards is still a step #its just #sooooooooo many draeings might be just completely wrong now #thankfully i caught it after 3 pages #and not at the end of the chapter #but i still did the layouts for the whole chapter already #yknow?#like #is there gonna be too much white space now in half of these panels?#do the text bubbles still work here??#idk #idk and im sad about it #i cant think about it rn

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strawberryseeded · 1 year

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4 months now (444 idk..4 months maybe?) ive been wearing earphones in my right ear only while my conch piercing heals. music, super long videos, rly short vdeos, asmr, everything!! just a min ago i tried listening 2 music w earphones in both ears 2 see how it feels like (it isnt fully healed yet honestly. its a bit sore when i press on it ..i shud wait more -_-) n it was SO WEIRD it was p uncomfortable somehow?? whatttt the human body is incredible. like. obviously having a piece of plastic inside ur ear 4 so long is uncomfortable. but we get used 2 it..

#ILL B HONEST i didnt think abt earphones usage when i pierced my conch lolllllll i was just thinking wow this is gonna look so fuckign cool #so the spot is RIGHT where my earphones shud be jsadhhasasdasjd fuck #anyways itll b okay i think(?) i mean.. i also hv had a tragus in that same ear for YEARRRRRRS and it never bothered me one bit #i dont even feel it !!! i expect (and HOPE) it wud b the same w the conch. also its healing sooooooooo nicely n easy im super happy #the flat on the other hand its been kinda annoying..-__- its still rly sore n it looks irritated at times #agh anyways i cant WAIT 4 them to be fully healed!!!!!!! n_n after that im gonna like. wait a lil 2 plan what im gonna go 4 next #once this1 stops being sore i think im gonna switch sides n start on th other one n Fix my past mistakes lol.. im exciteddd #di4ry

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empresskylo · 6 months

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beneath the mask ✩ chapter 12 ⬅ch.11

➠𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈; 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓; 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ➠SIMON "GHOST" RILEY X AFAB!READER ➠CHAPTER TAGS | wc 3.5k ➠AUTHOR'S NOTE | i am sooooooooo sorry if this seems ooc for ghost. i wanted to write him acting more empathetic while also maintaining his cold demeanor. i think some people tend to write him one way or the other and so i tried to balance it a bit more to be realistic. but if this felt ooc for ghost im so sorry!! feedback is appreciated so i can improve upcoming chapters! <3

𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ✩ 𝐜𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ✩ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

the startling realization that you were sleeping in simon’s room is what woke you up that following morning. you sat up in his bed, the covers falling away from your chest, and you noticed he was gone. it was strange how this was the second time you shared a bed—completely platonically—with him and he was m.i.a. come morning.

you tried not to think too deeply about it, not wanting to get your feelings hurt even more than they already were. you were able to put what had happened between the two of you in the back of your mind yesterday, squishing down his words that hurt you so badly.

you looked good in your dress. that’s all. m’sorry.

but that was yesterday. that was when he was the first face you saw after thinking you were about to be tortured. the face that rescued you. that was when he carried you back to base, his arms around you like a safety blanket. when he was the sense of security you desperately needed. when you felt like you needed him.

this morning, your mind was far clearer. you even realized how stupid you were to let simon be that person for you when johnny was right there.

you scurried from his room, still draped in his shirt, and made it back to your own. you told yourself you would visit the infirmary today, not for work, but to get yourself checked out. you weren’t hurt too badly, nothing that couldn’t heal with a little time. but still, you should really get checked over. and you were sure laswell or price would want to have a word with you about everything that happened.

before you even managed to shift through your thoughts, johnny was at your door.

“how’re ya feelin’?”

you grabbed your toiletries bag and spun to face to scot. “i’m okay.”

he gave you a once over. “are you sure?” he said a bit softer.

you gave him a gentle smile. “don’t worry, i’m just going to shower. then straight to the infirmary to get checked out.” you gave him a mock salute.

johnny shook his head as he followed you out your door and down the hall towards the showers. “no, not that.” you glanced at him. “well, no, of course i wanted to make sure you were gonna be seen by a medic, but i was referring to the… psychological side of things.”

you laughed at his phrasing. “i’ll be okay, johnny. seriously. i mean, i know what happened terrified me and hasn’t left my thoughts since, but i could be a lot worse.” you were trying to make light of the situation. and while johnny understood that all too well, he still wasn’t convinced you were truly back to normal just a day after your kidnapping.

you were taken a bit back. for once, soap didn’t seem to appreciate your humor. “and with ghost?”

you almost dropped your bag, stumbling in your steps. “w-what about him?”

“i saw him carrying you into base. the way ya clung to him. i just want t’make sure you’re okay.” his eyes trailed the shirt you were wearing—'swimming in' was more accurate—knowing it wasn't yours, but ghost's.

you sighed before spinning to face him. you wanted to make this very clear to soap: “he was the first person i saw. he was the one i saw close on my tail when i was trapped in that truck. he was the face who barged into that room after slaughtering men, pulling me out of that hole. i think i was just overwhelmed and felt like i needed him . y’know… a safety thing. but that has passed. i’m fine. fine .” soap raised a brow, not quite believing you. “nothing happened,” you said a bit bashful, noticing the way soap was staring at you like he thought more had gone down last night, and wearing ghost's shirt sure wasn't helping. “he just kept me company so i could fall asleep without thinking about…” your words trailed off. “point is, i appreciate you looking out for me, but i’m okay. i won’t let him…” a beat of silence passed as you looked for the words. “i won’t read things wrong again.” the sentence was a struggle to get out; like ash on your tongue.

you could see the concern on johnny’s face, so before he could protest and pry more, you slipped into the women’s showers so he couldn’t follow.

after showering and visiting the infirmary—-yes, you have been cleared—-you were making your way to price’s office. you assumed laswell would be there as well.

you adjusted your black shirt as you strolled the halls, careful to not move in any way that would hurt your sore ribs. you walked past the gym, peeking in to see if you could spot gaz, surprised he hadn’t come to see you yet, and you almost choked on your spit.

you spotted simon—- ghost—- across the room in workout gear, addressing a new recruit. you hadn’t recognized her but you knew there were new recruits coming in this week so you assumed her to be one of them.

you tried to pull your eyes away, but they were latched on to the tall brute and the shorter woman beside him. ghost hunched over slightly as he spoke to her and you saw her smile. her hand reached out and touched his arm softly and you felt your fists clench.

ghost wasn’t yours .

he was barely even your friend. he could flirt with whoever he wanted. it shouldn’t matter to you. and you knew you were overreacting. who's to say they were flirting? you hadn’t known ghost to be the best charmer, so why would he all of a sudden be cozying up to a woman he only just met?

soap’s words popped into your head: come to think of it. i don’t think i’ve known ghost to have hooked up with anyone since i’ve met the bastard.

all these rational thoughts and yet you ignored them. all you felt was a pang in your gut as you watched him instruct her, testing her skills, his hand lingering on her hip a bit too long. his eyes locked on hers.

you didn’t feel any tears welling—so that was an improvement—all you felt was disappointment. ghost was emotionally unavailable. he also explicitly said he didn’t want you. this fantasy you had of him in your head was purely that: a fantasy.

you had thought maybe he felt differently with the way his eyes traced your curves last night in the light of the bathroom. that maybe him letting you see him with his mask off was him letting you in. that he wanted to form some sort of relationship with you even if it was foreign to him.

but all of those thoughts went out the door. there were so many reasons why it would never work between the two of you. seeing him with that woman wasn’t what made you feel that way. all it did was remind you of the reality of your situation.

you sulked into price’s office, the smell of cigars filling your nose.

price’s warm greeting, his gentle smile, and his all-over fatherly presence set you back at ease.

when laswell entered, her soothing hand on your shoulder reminded you that you could live so fucking easily without ghost. you had a family here. and while you had hoped to let ghost become one of those people to you, it wasn’t the end of the world by any means if he didn’t.

a week had passed and you had resorted to pretending like anything private that ever happened between you and ghost had never occurred. you weren’t going to sulk over him any longer. you thought he was attractive. that was it. you hooked up once and it didn’t work out. you were an adult, you could move on.

you laughed animatedly at soap, grabbing his arm in your fit. ghost spotted you across the training room, your laughter floating over into his space, pissing him off.

he expected you to have wanted to talk to him after that night in his room. but you never did. you never sought him out. never came by to let him know everything at the infirmary checked out okay. granted, he never came after you either.

he got up when he saw you leaving and followed you out the door.

“iaso,” he called.

you stopped and spun to face him, smiling. “what’s up, lt.?”

ghost was a bit taken aback by your friendly demeanor. not that you weren’t a friendly person, but you were acting oddly like nothing ever happened. like ghost hadn’t pulled you into his arms a week ago, his chest pounding and his arms shaking as he held you.

“jus’ wanted to see if you were okay,” he said dumbly.

“all good. don’t worry, i’ve been cleared to be back to work.” you smiled then turned and walked away.

ghost had never been left so dumbfounded before. he cracked his knuckles in annoyance.

you seemed to be ignoring him.

whenever ghost entered a room you were in, you’d leave. he saw you linking arms with soap as you walked the halls, never meeting ghost’s eyes. he knew soap was visiting you in the infirmary on your breaks and he always seemed awkward when it came up between them. you even managed to get out of a poker session where ghost was present. you had stood up the second he walked into that room, calling it a night and tossing your cards in the middle of the table.

“she’s ignoring me,” ghost huffed as he shuffled through the dossiers on his desk. he was acting like he had any claim over you. like he had a right to your friendship.

“who?” soap asked. ghost looked up and glared at his friend. “i think you give yourself too much credit. she’s not ignoring you, lt. she’s just accepted your rejection and moved on with her life.”

“i didn’t reject her.”

soap rolled his eyes. “you really wanna go down that road?”

ghost mumbled in annoyance as he stared at the words on the paper before him.

“didn’t think you’d care, if i’m being honest.”

ghost glared at soap, waiting for him to elaborate since he clearly wanted to further this conversation.

“ her opinion of you ,” soap clarified. “you made it pretty clear you wanted nothing from her, so i just assumed that meant you wouldn’t be bothered by her ignoring you n’all.”

ghost tapped his pen on his desk. “so she is ignoring me, then.”

“i didn’t say that.”

ghost knew he couldn’t fight logistics with soap, with soap being… soap and all. “we have actual shit t’go over. important intel before we depart friday.”

soap slipped into the chair in front of ghost’s desk. “you started it.”

“i didn’t—- bloody hell ,” he grumbled rubbing his hand over his face. soap tried to hold back his smirk.

“y’know she’s coming with us,” soap said, referencing the mission soon to happen in the coming days based on the information the men had acquired from valeria.

“well aware,” ghost said flatly.

the idea of you being forced to be in ghost’s proximity tomorrow, knowing you couldn’t avoid it like you had been, made his chest swell slightly. he didn’t want to admit this to himself, but he wanted you to want him. desperately . and hearing soap talk about you, always seeing the two of you together, ghost felt like he was pushing you straight into his friend’s arms.

he should have been okay with that. whether he found you attractive or not, he shouldn’t have felt jealous when he saw you with soap. he’s found plenty of women attractive, and plenty of them were involved with someone else. that usually didn’t bother ghost at all. he was fine admiring pretty ladies knowing they would never be his. he didn’t want them to be his. so this resentment he was feeling towards soap was new to him.

he unclenched his fist.

“jus’ wanna make sure you’re gonna behave yourself,” soap chimed.

“christ, johnny. i’m not—”

soap cut him off. “i’m serious, lt. i know i don’t have this kind of authority, but she doesn’t deserve whatever it is that's going on inside your twisted head.” soap gestured widely at ghost, implying he was all sorts of messed up. “i’d die protecting her. and if it means i’d have to die in your clutches, then so be it.”

ghost refrained from rolling his eyes and soap’s dramatics. though, he did admire soap’s loyalty.

shifting the conversation away from you, ghost debriefed soap on prep for the coming mission, letting him know— almost —everything planned.

it was late when ghost spotted you. you didn’t see him as he stalked you around the bend of the hallway.

finally, you were alone. not linking arms with soap or laughing with gaz. you were alone as you walked through the halls of the barracks. if you had known ghost would have spotted you, you would have likely stayed in your room. but you had no idea the masked man was trailing behind you.

ghost hadn't been planning on talking to you, irate by the way you’ve been ignoring him, but when he saw you, his feet moved on their own accord. the hall lights flickered, creating an ominous glow. he surmised you were heading back to the infirmary even though he knew your shift was already over. maybe you forgot something?

and then one of ghost’s steps was a tad too loud because you looked over your shoulder and he watched as your eyes widened momentarily. you scrunched up your nose and faced forward, your pace increasing. “are you following me?”

“this is my quarters jus’ as much as it is yours,” he grunted.

you rolled your eyes. “well… it's plenty big enough. you could always go a different way.”

“still not talkin’ to me, then?”

you could sense him catching up and it made the hackles on your neck rise. “what’re you—”

“i know you’ve been ignoring me. don’t try t’lie your way outta this.”

you turned around and began to walk backward so you could face him when you spoke. “i’m not really in the mood to have this conversation right now.” you crossed your arms over your chest.

“well, good thing i wasn’t askin’.”

your mouth parted in surprise at his bluntness. you quickly spun on your heels, not wanting the emotions you had been shoving down for the past week to come back up. if you could just avoid him a little longer, you’d be able to move on. if he would only just—

in your nerves, you reached a dead end of one of the many barren halls. you were going to turn and scurry past him, not even wanting to grab your bag you left in the infirmary any longer, you just wanted to get away from him. but before you had the chance, ghost’s arms were on either side of your head, hands flat against the wall, caging you into his chest. your back was to him and your only view was the blank drywall. the corner he had you trapped in was dark and you figured even if you did spin to face the beast behind you, you wouldn’t be able to make much of him out. you hated that a swirl of arousal filled your stomach remembering him being this close to you in that tiny closet he shoved the two of you into all those weeks ago.

“ghost, i don’t wanna—”

“ simon ,” he said a little aggressively.

you gulped, his words grazing the edge of your neck as he spoke. you were quiet as you waited for him to say more. “you sure you’re ready to go back out on location?” he asked, referring to the upcoming mission you were going to be a part of.

“is that it? you’re worried i’m broken or some shit like that?” your words screamed irritation, but your voice sounded more hurt than angry. “that i don’t know my own limits and can’t decide when i’m good to be back? that i’ll slow you down? i told you i was cleared!” you knew you were inferring a lot from his one little sentence, but you wanted to be mad. to be angry at him.

“i didn’t say that.”

“no. but it’s what you meant.”

you heard ghost sigh and his hands dropped down to his side. you felt the warmth of his chest still behind you so you didn’t dare move to look at him.

“i know what it’s like t’lose everyone you love,” he started.

“what does that have to do with any—-?”

“would you jus’ shut up for one second n’ listen for once?”

you swallowed hard and nodded your head. he let out a breath. he knew he had snapped at you, but this was difficult for him. he wanted to get this out before he second-guessed himself and let you walk away forever.

“i lost my entire family to men a lot more evil than me. did everythin’ in my power to get revenge. so i know what it’s like to love and t’lose.”

“did it help?” you asked softly. “revenge?”

you could hear the tension in ghost’s words as he mumbled them behind you. the only reason he was able to answer this question was due to the fact that you were turned away from him. if you two had been looking into each other’s eyes… he didn’t think he’d have to ability to open up. “depends how ya look at it. that kind’a dedication to death—never stoppin’ till you feel blood on your hands—takes a toll on ya. i think it’s what made me so… unbearable. but the general doesn’t seem t’think so. made me a stronger soldier in shepherd’s eyes.”

you felt your breath waver as you listened.

“i wouldn’t have jus’ killed for them, i woulda died. it was years ago now that i was captured on duty. was tortured. buried alive. locked up. abused.” simon cleared his throat. “think it made me unwillin’ to let people in , as you would word it. i don’t know if i could survive another loss like that, like when i lost my mother and brother. s’not a feelin’ i ever plan on livin’ through again.”

“simon…”

“and you, ” he said a bit more potently. “you have been messin’ everythin’ up. when you n’ laswell were taken… it felt like when i saw my brother and his wife dead on their living room floor. the only thing i saw was red. i woulda done anything t’get you back. i couldn’t let this happen again. i couldn’t fail the people i cared about again.”

it pained you to know that simon placed all the blame on anything bad happening to those around him on himself. “laswell, too?” you said, but more as a question. you were purposefully trying to avoid the romantic ideation behind his words.

“no,” he said immediately, without a second thought. “course i wanted her back. but it didn’t feel the same as the way i wanted you.”

i wanted you . those words made your chest tighten.

“why are you telling me all this?” you finally asked after a lull.

“i jus’ wanted you t’know that i don’t mean t’hurt you. that maybe i needa try harder. and that… i’m sorry.”

you felt a single tear escape and slide down your cheek. you took a moment to steady your breathing, trying to reel in all of simon’s words.

when you spun to face him, unsure of what you’d find in his expression, you gasped. he was gone. you didn’t even hear him as he took off down the hall with your back still to him.

eventually, walking alone back to your room, you let the tears fall freely. you cried for simon’s past. for his losses. for your own losses. for the strange sense of love you felt radiating off of him as he told you he’d move the world just to get you back safely. for the stupid feelings you had brewing in your chest. for the way you couldn’t decide if you wanted him to wrap his arms around you or if you wanted to hold him as he told you more.

simon felt like he couldn’t let someone else in. that he wouldn’t survive it. but you wouldn’t leave him if he did. and you needed to tell him that. you needed to show him that he might be a bit broken, lost from his path, but you’d help him find the light again, as cheesy as that sounded. you would show him how beautiful it was to love even after losing so much. that it was possible. he deserved to be loved. he deserved to be happy. he wasn’t some emotionless robot, no matter what the army thought of him. and you wanted to help him realize that.

chapter 13 ➡

#ghost #simon riley #smut #ghost cod #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #ghost smut #simon riley smut #cod #ghost fanfic #simon riley fanfic #ghost call of duty #ghost angst #cod mw2 #cod fic #call of duty fanfic #mw2 fanfic #beneath the mask

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chososdiscordkitten · 22 days

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hello hai hai, sooooooooo...... ummmmmm, unfortunately I wont be posting fics for a few days- I dunno why but im so exhausted, literally have been writing with my eyes closed (??), ive had a rlly bad cough too, I feel drained as hell and need a teensy little mini break. ik I promised gojo breeding fic and jjk men as women this week but I literally cannot keep my eyes open longer than a few mins. (im dying) I hope you can forgive me, ill still be active- just not gonna post any fics for a min💔

#jjk #⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨ten speaks୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆#ive also missed Choso so much these past few days #it hurts me to miss him so #pls don't be mad at me #pls I get so sad #pls pls #the missile is eepy #eepy and neebie to sleebie #don't string me up at the stake #I haven't slept longer than 4 hours these past few nights #and I still don't wanna go to work

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thecryingastrologer · 2 years

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Astrology observations pt22🚬

Disclaimer: all these observations are based on my personal observations ❤️

DO NOT PLAGIARISE 🚫 MY 🚫 WORK 🚫 IF YOU WISH TO REPOST IT GIVE ME THE CREDITS 💌

YALLLLL I HAVE A FEW PERSONAL STORY TIME MOMENTS RN I CANNOT -💀

💪okayyyyyyyyyy story time,

Sooo i recently started going to clg and i started liking this guy. Were gonna call him spikeyhairman. Ik. Bear with me 🥲😂

It was like i started liking him at the very first sight. Idk how to explain it, it was like i felt so drawn to him and got a little obsessed with him. So i just checked his chart out of curiosity👁️👁️ and found out he had Leo sun and Aries ascendant with Scorpio mars. Yes. Ik. That mars also had y'all👁️👁️💧😫 and then i saw my chart and i have Leo in 12th and mars in 8/Aries.

It was like we know we like eachother but aren't making any moves. I'm not cause i dotn wanna get rejected and ik he's not cause he doesn't either.

When i tell you, I've NEVER gone out of ym way to see a guy, I MEAN IT. he just brings out something in me, like i want his attention i want him i dress up for my self but a part of me also wants him to notice me. Y'know what i mean????

AND GUESSS WHATTTTTTT 😫😫😫😫😫

ok sooooooooo 🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️

I didn't meet him for 2 days. Like i didn't take the usual route to the other block of my uni and guess what? He started cmg around on my floor and came around to see me, not once but 6 times. Ik. Ik. Some shit out of Wattpad ik. Let that sink in.

Since I'm still an amateur, I'm trying to figure out this type of astrological side. So bear with me and if any other person who has exp, feel free to engage ☺️💗

My point is, the planet/sign in your 8 house can bring out sides in you that you may never have thought and you may attract that theme into your love life or relationships in gen.

Like im my case, i have mars in 8 house which traditionally rules Scorpio and Aries.

Aries is alot abt passion, quick attraction, chase and guess what? It s all there. I didn't even know his name for like 1 month but i still fell for him cause of his piercing. It was on site attraction.

Scorpio is abt passion, intensity, secrets and being guarded too. And once again, guess what??? I want to see him all the time but when i do get to see him, i look away cause ik he knows i like him but neither of us have verbally said it. It's like you feel it. It's intense.

So pay attention to your 8 house and 12th house too cause it is the house of hidden. You may secretly feel attracted towards those themes or may attract people with those themes.💗💗🕵️‍♀️

💪 you may attract alot of people with he same rising signs as yours. Like i have Libra rising and i have attracted quite alot of libras in my life atp.

💪 i Never believed that venus risings could be charming as fuck but GOD DAMMMNNNNNN the way my Libra rising ass gets compliments and somewhat misinterpreted as flirty just because I say thankyou or speak to them in a warm and sweet manner😂😂. It genuinely confuses me cause i have my eyes on one guy but i don't even speak to him 👁️👁️💧

💪 pisces men don't let go of arguments easily. More specifically sun, moon and Mars. Sometimes even mercury. Ik it. Cause my dads. One.🥲🙏

also babies sorry for the long break, all this uni shit had me 👁️👁️💧

Love you guys🤍❤️

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thinking of you fondly. this too will pass and one day it will be a distant unsavoury memory that hurts less. wishing you a day filled with kindness and comfort. i love you

hiiiii i'm using this as a soundboard to reply to a lot of asks and this one kinda made me cry a little when my friend who had changed my tumblr pw for me sent me the screenshot sooooooooo i just wanted to say i'm very sorry for causing you guys to worry. i wish i hadn't focused only on that bad message in lieu of all the kindness and love i received and i need to learn to prioritize kindness which is especially more difficult when i'm doing poorly which i have been at quite intense levels the past while due to a myriad of personal things. but even the shadows in platos cave indicate a presence of light somewhere out there if i may use a metaphor this pretentious and so many of u are the light. i dont know if i'll be able to engage in the same way going forward and i'm still feeling kinda raw and the world is quite shit these days innit and i'm also in the middle of my grad school prelim exams so i cant really see beyond thursday 12pm at the most practical level but i do plan on continuing to work on see thru and i havent completely given up on adding another chapter to reformation its just not doable for me rn w all i have to do and i'll let ppl know if this changes again i dont mean to give false hope but just as a little fic update. under the cut im attaching a bunch of screenshots of all the nice things u guys said including the hilarious dichotomy i got of one anon being like dont feel pressured to write just to prove anything to anyone which was so sweet and meant a lot and then also a day later an anon that was like Ur gonna let these dusty bitches win???? Pick ur fuckin crown up queen... which was also very sweet in its own way and still makes me laugh. i'm not an army but i freaking purple u guys i feel like thats the level of intensity for how much i lvoe u all. im also documenting this so u i can clear out my inbox without losing all the nice things u all said

THERE WERE SO MANY......... CRYING🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

#plus i'm objectively a better writer than everyone that pissed me off #it's not even bragging no one hates me more than me its just neutral fact so!#qs #also also when i got the message that was liek betsy where do i read mdzs 🥺 i was cheesing so hard i was telling my friend when i #do my usual bit of pretending the mental breakdown never happened im gonna only reply to that message with the kimk peeking over the door #grinning meme #or the im back bibtch i bet u thought ud never see me again #and was gonna say it was all a bit to get more ppl to read modao for lwj white women nodding gif #another part of why i logged off is i was like ok i can accept getting gaslit and harrassed online for lwj but i draw the line at for lesta

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aihoshiino · 4 months

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okay so no idea how i should refer to myself as so: hi!! im the person who had way too much fun writing ai/nino toxic yuri on ao3! i was gonna just lurk (me, tumblr account with privated likes, reblogs and follows) BUT how could i with the promise of people being normal about fictional unhealthy gay women. idk if this is the optimal way to communicate i use tumblr with the sole purpose of following 4 people and digging up ai content

i am honestly so flattered (but also kinda upset at the lack of content on them aside from my own 1k word long oneshot please keep recommending if you find more stuff on them) that you enjoyed and recommended my fics considering i just straight up had no clue where i was going: okay so top priority i want them to kiss —> but also with how things are nino would probably lash out (read: bite) —> ai would be hesitant but also is so desperate that she’d still accept it happily —> this will fuel ninos idea of ai being the perfect, invincible idol —> and then i ran and tried not to trip with the rest

your translations of the side stories and blog was probably what helped me get in to oshi no ko again because even though i am still not over ai being dead i can now listen to someone talk about how great and tragic and sad and miserable she was along with all the other characters so thank you again!

also that ask for ai/nino toxic yuri visions was me lol, thanks for talking about my fic despite how short it was <3, i might de-anon myself at some point but rn im too shy for that

woof, this got a bit long. anyways love wins fr, if there was ever a day where i participate in an onk shipping war it’ll be on the side of them

LMFAO OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY TO HAVE JUMPSCARED YOU WITH YOUR OWN FIC 😭 WHAT A THING TO SEE ON YOUR OWN DASH....

that said it does make me so happy every time I hear people saying my relentless oshi no posting stands out to them to the degree that it does lol. I guess I'm in a similar place as you where, as happy as I am for it, it does make me a little sad that it feels like there's such little fan interest in lengthy meta and discussion on Ai herself outside of some really banal, surface level stuff. To a degree, I get that with other characters having so much more time on the page and having ongoing arcs to speculate about, but Ai is sooooooooo fascinating to me and it really drives me insane how often I see people make zero effort to engage with her arc beyond her utilitarian function in the story. It also really bums me out how often I see her get reduced to just a stepping stone in the arcs of other characters — even though the manga is literally shaking you right now and begging you to understand and empathize with her more than ever, I straight up see people cheering and crowing about Ruby 'surpassing' her or 'becoming the true Ai' as if this is a good thing and they are not completely fucking missing the point lmao.

ANYWAY!!!! That's enough grumping because the actual point of this response was to say: the Ai posting will continue until I am physically forced to stop!!!! I have so many thoughts about my wife constantly and if I do not share them I will explode!!!

(ps anon pspspspsp if you are ever feeling brave enough to unanon pls feel free to just send me your discord or your socmeds off tumblr if that is less intimidating for u.... honestly that goes for all my oshi no moots in general Please Talk With Me In DMs About My Wife)

#oshi no ko #oshi no posting #if ai has one million fans i am one of them if ai has no fans then i am no longer of this earth

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softhairedhotch · 5 months

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also.... seeing that one reblog aaron fucking in his suit... while i'd love to unwrap my presents (aka slowly taking aaron's suit off piece by piece)... WWOOOOOOOFFFFFFF need that . it's so Hot and i bet he KNOWS what power his suits hold. like omg... what if there's this One Tie that he specifically just uses for in bed purposes only but one day he wears it to work (maybe laundry day n he got mixed up LMFAO). then you realise it while sitting in a meeting with the rest of the team and you just 🤨😳😵‍💫 trying ur best not to get distracted because u realised you became pavloved to the sight of the damn tie. n everyone around u is like ??!! damn, whats up w u today ...

then he calls u into his office like "hi sweetheart, are u ok? is something up? :-(" n u try ur best to be like YEAHH nothings up im fine 👍👍

but ur voice and eyes betray u n ofc your attentive profiler boyfriend will figure it out himself!!!!!!!! and he's just like 🙄🙄 my god... "tsk, my dirty boy. it's just a tie but you're /this/ riled up? ... go ahead, what are you waiting for? lock the door and strip... and look at me while you do it." im eating my fists rn AHHHHH

also i live for servicing this man but... like what if. you're just fully naked on the couch and he's still fully dressed in his suit... BUT AARON IS ON HIS KNEES with his using his mouth where you need him most 😭🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 the sight of a handsome strong man in his suit but on his knees looking all pretty 😭😭😭😪😪😪😪🙏🙏🙏

-🤲

MAN I LOOOOOOVE YOUR BRAIN SO MUCH FUCK

the tieeeee ohhh my god i love that sm, like he's just sitting there all casually as you're LOSING YOUR MIND bc he always uses it to tie you up or wears it so it's dangling between your bodies as he fucks you and AHHHHH then when he pulls you into his office and figures it out, he just needs to fuck you RIGHT THEN AND THERE. like the idea of him being fully dressed in a suit as he fucks you or makes you get all naked for him is sooooooooo hot omfg

like he closes the blinds and gets you all naked and has you on your knees sucking his cock and its just sooooo hot bc he's wearing that DAMN TIE and it's making you go insane as you try and get him off as fast as you can so no one accidentally walks in and then he eventually has you bent over the desk and he fucks you so hard with his large hand over your mouth so you don't make too much noise 🤭🤭

also him sayin "dirty boy" GOD NEED i need him to call me that and "good boy" and just anythinggggg that ends in boy because its just the hottest thing ever i need it

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS that is soooo good!! i loooove that sm like he's just taking care of you <33 he gets home and just neeeeeds his mouth on you and making you feel good but he doesn't wanna have to take his suit off 🤭🤭 but he looks so beautiful in his suit with his pretty eyes looking at you all 🥺🥺 as he gets you off AHHHHHHH he'd just look soooo handsome and pretty and hot and FUCK i'm gonna be thinking about this forever amen 🙏i mean its a thought i have always anyway but now its never gonna leave 🙏🙏

your brain is so big thank u

#casks #casper's anons #🤲 anon #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x male reader

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