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misslovasstuff · 2 days

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Op!men seeing you hurt

sanji x reader, zoro x reader

Sanji

The only occasion when he calls you by your name and not one of his words of endearment

With the speed of light, he rushes when he hears you’ve been shot in your leg.

He’s panicked but tries to keep his cool

“Show me please, - Sanji touches your thigh gently, touching the end of your dress to pull it up but you stop his hand. - Y/n?”

“I’m fine… it’s nothing.” - you claim, trying not to let your expression give away your pain.

Sanji stared at you, clenching his jaw as he shakes his head, anger building up. Who even dares to hurt you this way?

“Please, let me see. - he notices the worry on your face and tries to lighten up the situation. - What, are you shy? Love, it was only yesterday when you had my head pressed in between. Now…”

Your cheeks blush, looking away and getting somewhat a sense of relief seeing him smile, although you know deep down it was forced to reassure you.

Sanji raises your dress up, noticing your wound on your thigh. His eyes widen and he curses.

“Damnit!… - he caresses the unwounded area of your thigh as he looks at your eyes. - It must hurt a lot, right? Let’s take you to Chopper!”

Sanji picks you up and you put your hands around him, head resting on his chest.

“I’m really sorry, Sanji. I didn’t mean to be a bother for you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. - he says sharply. - If you wanna feel sorry about something, feel sorry for the bastards that did this to you and that have to deal with me. I’m gonna give them ten times more of the pain you’re feeling now, love.”

“I am in no pain when I’m with you.” - your voice gentle and soft and words so genuine and selfless make Sanji feel even more at fault for letting you get hurt. But his heart starts beating faster and he can’t deny it as your hand rests on his chest.

“I won’t let you get hurt ever again. I promise.” - Sanji kisses your forehead, flames of anger extinguished by your gentle love only to burn brighter than ever after he leaves you at Chopper’s care, kissing the palm of your hand and finishing the business he has with the ignorants who dared to touch his woman.

Zoro

“Are you ok?! Oi, answer me!” - Zoro shakes your body, noticing a lack of reaction.

“…who did this… - he whispers, putting strands of hair behind your ear. - Please answer me, baby. Open your eyes… please…”

He’d never beg for anything, but now more than ever, Zoro felt most helpless. Hi strength could not help, nor his swordsmanship or any other asset he deemed as important.

He had his lover layed on the ground and hurt, and he wasn’t there to protect, to defend, to lay down his life for you.

“fucking hell… - he cusses, grip on his sword tightening. - … why didn’t you call for me?!”

Zoro takes your body, pulling you close to his embrace as his forehead meets yours.

“How can the world hurt such a soul like yours… tell me… open your eyes and scold me as always… please, love…” - his voice has a distinctive desperate tone, jaw clenched that relaxes when he feels his clothes pulled.

You reach your hand to the nape of his shirt, opening your eyes and giggling slightly at his widen gaze.

“You’re so silly, you know?” - and there, you scold him. But instead of having a counter argument, Zoro hugs you tightly, pecking your lips before asking many questions.

“Are you in much pain? Are you feeling fine? Which bastard did this to you, give me his name cause I swear to-

“Relax, - you breathe heavily but still manage to relax your fuming boyfriend. - the fight is over isn’t it? Let’s just go back to the sunny.”

Zoro sighs, scanning your face before saying:

“I could have not handled a second more in this world without you. I’m so glad you’re okay.”

It’s true, although your vision a bit blurry, you can feel his voice shaking and his tight grip on your arms as he holds you, perhaps to convince himself that you’re here with him, and you’re alive.

“Then I’ll make sure to love you for a lifetime, Zoro.”

This man doesn’t usually shed tears but, his eyes get a bit watery as he presses his lips against yours, then shaking his head and sighing in relief.

“Ok enough kissing now, let’s get you treated.”

“You’re the one kissing me, idiot!”

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eternity-111 · 3 days

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A special little break time!

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Barbatos just can't seem to relax and take a break, fine. You'll have to do it in your own way. (AFAB x dom barbatos)

NSFW! minors scroll down ⊹

nsfw, blow job, tears, creampie 𖹭

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reblogs, likes are appreciated! If you see any grammar mistakes, feel free to tell me <3

You receive a message from the young Lord asking you a favor to help him convince Barbatos to get a break. He can't think of anyone else but you.

"I'm not exactly sure why Barbatos always follows your command, it is like your superpower! you can tell him to touch a rat and he will gladly do it" said Diavalo while giggling.

No really, it's so hard to convince him to take a break. Even when the young Lord himself told him to. His excuses are always "This is my duty" or "I'm your Butler". And technically you agreed to help Diavalo.

firstly, you open your phone and text Barbatos to meet you at the cafe.

"Is this something important? If not, I will not come." Barbatos replied to your text. But no, you won't give up that easily. You are determined that you can do it! so this time, you call him.

"Let's do something fun Barbatos! aren't you tired of working?"

"I'm honored that you asked me, but no. I am not tired since this is my duty to keep an eye on the young master."

ugh. why isn't he agreeing to go out with you? how dare he say no to you. He rarely says that!

"Fine! I'll come over there then. wait for me Barbatos!" although he declines any offer, you are still determined to get him to take a break.

you are now inside of the castle, trying to find Barbatos but since it's so big, you almost got lost! even though you have been visiting the castle almost every week, you still managed to get confused about the layout of the castle. It's pretty huge after all. Searching for him makes you exhausted and really thirsty. walking around that castle is like an exercise for you. So you head over to the kitchen to get something to drink, and that's when you find Barbatos. Washing the dishes.

"Barbatos! I'm so glad I found you" smiling when you finally found him.

"Why hello there Mc, you seem to be panting a lot. Are you okay?" Looking back at you while finishing up his duty.

"yeah I'm fine dont worry." you replied while grabbing yourself a drink. Not long after that, you head over to the counter where Barbatos is drying his hands off, Again.. Trying to get him off work but he simply declined. No matter what you do or what you say he just won't.

"pleaseeee..?? pretty please? I'll do anything for you to get off from work!" You said to him while holding his hands with a pout.

God, You look so fucking adorable and he can't resist you. He tried to not look down at you because you were wearing a tight-fit dress and he didn't want to get a boner while working. But he can't. Looking down at you with that face makes him want to just fuck you. I mean.. it's your plan after all. You know he can't resist you with that dress and that is why you wear it.

You took advantage of it, tip-toeing over for a light kiss, teasing him. Your lips were as soft as a cloud and he needed more. He holds your waist to let you know that he doesn't want your pretty, soft lips to leave. A soft moan slipped out of your mouth as a response. His kisses slowly go down, from your lips, chin, and then your neck. He was so gentle and soft.. Gosh, you started to feel hot, and.. he was hard too. You felt his pants hardened, it's like he's asking you to unzip his pants and just.. suck it all.

"Well, I maybe perhaps need a little break don't I? Could you take care of me darling?" looking seductively at you, he asked you to help him and you knew exactly what to do, you are a good girl after all.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." you look at him innocently but you know deep down, your intention is not as innocent as your eyes.

On your knees, you started to unzip his pants. His dick was so excited that it just bounce right out, twitching as if he was so impatient, waiting for your next move. He was in fact, impatient. He needs your pretty little mouth to suck him deep. but.. why are you not doing it? Being impatient, He grabbed your head and pushed you so deep into him. Eyes widened, you didn't expect him to make the first move. You were gasping for air.

"b-barbatos.. calm down!" you choked on his dick, taking his dick out of your mouth.

"take it back, I didn't allow you to take it out."

after calming yourself down, you started to suck his dick again. It's so big that you can feel it hitting the back of your throat. Moaning when it did. Looking at him with pathetic eyes while sucking his dick off, it's like you're asking for his approval. Are you good enough? or are you not? He didn't say anything so you thought he was not satisfied. So you position your hands on his hips, sucking him way more quicker this time and you heard him grunt. Is he finally satisfied?

"i-is this good enough?" you asked him. Moaning as you say so.

"Yes. You're so good at this. keep sucking me." head tilting back while breathing heavily. Finally! he's satisfied.

He felt that he is about to cum. he didn't want to choke you with his precious cum so he take his dick out and release it all over your face. breathing heavily and moaning as he did that. Your face was all ruined now aww :(. Some of it was in your cheeks, hair, eyes, and lips. You licked some of it off while he stroke his dick. You smiled at him, what a good little girl. He needs more of you. and I mean. more.

He helps you stand up and then he lifts one of your legs to the counter and the other is at his shoe. Kissing all over you while he did. He kisses you as his hands guide his dick to your entrance. You were so wet by now. He is teasing you with his dick and he knows you want it.

"Barbatos please..? please put it inside. I can't wait anymore." whining and wiggling your ass as you told him, Gosh you were so needy for him. And he gladly does it.

He covers your mouth with his hands and slowly puts it inside. Eyes rolling and moaning when he did, your cunt was so tight and wet.. making him moan. He begins to fuck you slowly at first but as time went on, he got faster and faster. nghh his dick feels so good inside you and as for your legs? it was shaking. You were whimpering and moaning so much that he had to put his fingers inside of your mouth to calm you.

He was breathing heavily too, sometimes squishing your ass or your boobs when you were too loud. His hips begin to go quicker and tears are rolling down your face as you tell him to slow down. he didn't listen of course. Feeling that both of you are at the edge. He circle your clit to make you feel more pleasure.. kissing your neck while he did so.

"h-ha! barbatos~!" Hearing that makes him go more faster and sooner, and you both release at the same time. Your body trembling when you release, but still trying to suck his dick even deeper so that no cum of his is wasted. I mean, who wouldn't? his dick always hits your G-spot after all.

Your body was so weak that you couldn't stand up anymore. trembling so bad that you have to sit on the floor. It's not your fault, after all, It's his!

"Barbatos...I-i can't stand up anymore." while breathing heavily and letting his cum go out of your pussy to the floor. such a waste :( but you really try not to let anything spill out but you just can't.

"Don't worry darling. Since you helped me relax, I'll take care of you next. Maybe I should ask Diavalo for more breaks so I can just fuck you again hm?"

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #om smut #om barbatos #x reader #obey me barbatos #obey me barbatos x mc #obey me barbatos x reader #barbatos x reader #barbatos x mc #smut #om x reader

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midnight-black2 · 2 days

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dom!reader x farleigh that begs to touch

her— like he’s so needy he literally cries if he can’t and basically he’s a super mega munch !

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅

pairing : farleigh start x reader

synopsis : farleigh has to be able to keep his hands to himself for a night in order to reap pleasurable rewards

disclaimers : smut, sub!farleigh, dom!reader, fem!reader, whiny!farleigh, reward..system...? (is this a warning? idk but i'm putting it anyway), p in v (pretend there's a condom k?), fast-paced

note : y'all i hope this isn't ooc bc i made him like very whiny and needy but...either way, hope you enjoy !

farleigh whined the second you mentioned it--the fact that he wouldn't be able to have his hands on you.

"it's a formal dinner, farleigh. you know how it is," you said, finishing your eyeliner. he sighed dramatically, before appearing behind you in your vanity. "i mean, minor touches are fine, but i don't want everyone to get the wrong thought."

"but Y/N, it's just how i am!" he argued, crossing his arms over his chest.

"no buts, this is non-negotiable farleigh," you replied, in a firmer tone. this was important, you wanted the cattons to think highly of you. after all, it was their house and they had the ability to kick you out whenever. he sighed once again, before leaning down so his face was next to yours.

"please?" he pleaded, kissing your cheek, giving you puppy eyes.

"i'll tell you what, if you can go the whole dinner while keeping your hands to yourself, then i'll reward you," you proposed. he seemed intrigued, as he quirked a brow.

"reward me how?" he queried, looking at you curiously.

and that's how it began, a deal that was too difficult for farleigh to pass up. i mean, why wouldn't he want to be fucked dumb later?

the dinner went relatively well. the family was impressed by you. you were witty, smart, and eloquent. they liked you, and that was the most you could ask for. so, as promised, as soon as you and farleigh reached your room his lips had crashed onto yours. he had waited the entire night, you didn't expect anything less. however, you were still a bit taken aback. once you finally pulled away, the two of you were panting heavily.

"a little eager, are we?" you teased.

"oh shut up," he replied. the threat was meaningless; simply a fruitless attempt to cover up just how needy he really was. he rushed to sit down on the bed, pulling you on top of him. you kissed him with fervor, and he sighed into it, clearly enjoying himself. maybe you had made him too entitled, but he needed it so badly.

your hand traveled down his body, sending a shiver up his spine. you slowly lifted up his shirt, and over his head. your hand continued its odyssey down his body. when your fingers grazed his nipples, he swore he could have came just from that. his hard-on was only growing.

"what do you want, farleigh?" you asked, smiling at him.

"what-what do you mean?" he questioned, breathily.

"well it's your reward, so tell me, what do you want?" you repeated, your hand nearing where he needed you most.

"i want to be inside, please. you know this, please," he begged, body squirming in anticipation. you hummed, and started at the zipper of his pants. you slowly undid it, and pulled down his jeans. he helped you in the action by lifting his hips up. you then removed his boxers, and watched his cock spring up. he seemed painfully hard. pre was oozing out of his slit steadily, he was a mess.

you sat up, straddling his lap, and you could see him glowing with excitement. i mean, it's farleigh, he's always excited for sex. but deprived farleigh was a different story.

you undressed yourself, feeling his eyes boring into you. he wasn't so subtle about literally anything, so it wasn't much of a surprise that he practically stared at your cunt, before you sunk down on him, engulfing him whole. he let out a loud moan, furrowing his brows in content. you felt so good around him, warm and inviting.

"there it is, you did so good for me tonight, farleigh," you cooed, brushing his curls away from his face so you could see his features contorted with pleasure. he whined, throwing his head back as you fucked him slowly, yet slightly rough. you let out a low groan, grinding against him.

"f-fuck Y/N," he whimpered, shutting his eyes closed. it was heavenly, too much yet not enough at the same time. you grinned at him, he looked divine like this. crying out your name as he writhed beneath you.

"i know you've been waiting for it baby. bet you're glad you did so, hm?" you said, with a chuckle. he nodded, letting out another frail moan.

"oh my god, s-shit," he cursed, as your pace increased. you moved up and down, back and forth.

"fucking hell farleigh, you're so big," you muttered. he smirked, but it quickly melted away when you kissed his lips softly. it continued like that, but not for long. he had been holding it for awhile, and he knew he wouldn't last long.

"fuck, Y/N i'm gonna cum."

"cum whenever you want, farleigh. this is your reward," you answered, feeling yourself near your orgasm too. he whined as you dug your nails into his skin slightly, fucking him at an animalistic speed.

"c-cumming!" he choked out, meaning in the process. as he filled you up, your high came as well. he was shaking gently underneath you, muttering a string of curses along with your name.

"there you go, that's it," you said underneath your breath, as you coaxed him through it. you planted a feathery kiss on his lips.

"thank you," he breathed out, eyes still closed. you smiled.

"my pleasure."

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 © 𝐤𝐲𝐚-𝐢𝐬-𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐥

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐲? 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

#archie madekwe #dom reader #dom!reader #archie mademay #farleigh start #saltburn #farleigh x reader #farleigh start x you #farleigh start x reader

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sunglassesmish · 1 day

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I'm really loving the bucktommy story! It's rough not having Tommy on our screens for a few weeks lol, though I am also invested in everything else going on right now. What do you think about all the buddie spec??? I read some interesting takes about Buddie and the parallels with Vertigo movie so I’m a little 👀 ngl. I'm not 100% sure if I want it anymore because I am enjoying seeing Buck and Tommy🫣 but it is compelling... But it did make me wonder what do you think because I feel like we’re both liking having Tommy around

i was just talking about this a few minutes ago (obviously not on here because i don’t want to make everyone see me annoyed and bitchy which i guess is what i’m doing now) but i just don’t…. buy into anything buddie related happening this season, nor do i want it.

bringing in tommy was a choice, keeping him is an even bigger one. to make him the catalyst between buck and eddie together just doesn’t feel right, especially when he’s not just some random guy they created to be buck’s boyfriend. buck likes this man, enough to bring him as his date to his sister’s wedding, to ask him to come to the bachelor party. to want to explore a relationship with him. why in the hell would he start to want eddie or for either of them to, and i hate to say it, but ‘have a feelings realisation.’

meanwhile, eddie has all these things going on his life, with his girlfriend, with shannon, and with chris. and with this short season, i don’t understand why they’d try and fit buddie into it. it would be a complete disservice to the characters.

buck is of course part of this ‘vertigo’ based storyline they’re doing now because eddie has made him an unwilling accomplice. he’s had buck watch over chris instead of what he had been doing with marisol, because he’s lying to her and can’t tell her that he’s going on a date with his ex-wife’s doppelganger. and with that whole ‘kissing lucy whilst drunk and then asking taylor to move in with him’ i’m sure buck has quite a few feelings about cheating and will NAWT be happy with eddie.

and not to be that person, but even ryan is talking about how important it was buck was supported by his heterosexual friend when he told him he was on a date with tommy. and then in that interview after 7x07, he said that buck is in a stable relationship with him meanwhile eddie is being chaotic and his relationship is quite unstable.

taking buck off this hamster wheel that they’ve repeatedly said is what they were hoping to happen with tommy, and then immediately going ‘he’s bi. and in love with his best friend.’ and getting rid of tommy just so he can pine over eddie???????? i would hate that.

so no. i don’t think anything will happen with buddie this season. and i don’t want it.

#anon #ask #911 #911 spoilers

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freyjas-musings · 2 days

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E/riel’s saying “The boy who is never chosen and girl who never gets to choose” will never make sense to make. Azriel was chosen by Rhys and Cassian to be their brother. He was chosen by Rhys to be the Spymaster. Elain did get to make her own choices when she was a human. She got to choose Graysen (who ended being trash) to be her fiancé, she chose to lose her virginity to him.

Hi Anon,

I think the choice thing is over dramatised by one side because it becomes an easy tool to sub due others and go on their pseudo feminist rants which pisses me off .... most them dont even know what feminism is ... its also something that is used very selectively .... every single character in ACOTAR has had a loss of choice at some point.

Feyre - she was literally locked away and not given a choice in mastering her skill and magic. Had no choice but to feed her family when she a freaking child. Had no choice in how her sisters treated her.

Nesta - Had no choice in turning Fae. She was forced. She had no choice but to scry because if it was between Elain and her she would always sacrifice herself. Had no choice but to participate in the blood rite. Had no choice in how her grandmother treated her. Had no choice in how she used her power.

Lucien - Had no choice but to see the love of his life beheaded in front of his eyes. Heard her heart stop beating. Had no choice in when the mate bond snapped for him either. Had no choice in the shit he had to endure because of Ianthe.

Rhys - Had no choice but to watch innocent people die under the mountain , he had no choice but to watch his mate go away with another (until she decided she didn't want it) . He had no choice but to watch his mate die under the mountain.

Mor - Had no choice but to let Eris make the deal with Rhys for her court. She had no choice in the brutality she endured from her family. Mors choice to be with her human partner was taken away from her.

Azriel - his choice to fly for 11 years was taken away from him. His choice to see his mother on a daily basis was taken away from him. His freedom for 11 years , he had no choice when his hands were burnt.

Gwyn - had no choice but to see her sister beheaded , she had no choice in who she laid with .... she explicitly says "he took that from me" that's a choice that was taken away from her . She had no choice but to participate in the blood rite.

Emerie - Had no choice but to bury her own mother and keep silent when her father lied about it. Had no choice when her wings were clipped. Had no choice when she was thrown into the blood rite.

Cassian - had no choice but to fend for himself and survive. He didn't have any choice in how his mother was treated . He had no choice in how she died.

Elain - Had her choice taken away when she turned Fae , Grayson rejecting her is a break up mate , most of the times unless its mutual breakup... they are a one sided choice .... its not like people don't break up on a daily basis.... part of life ...Her choice to kiss Azriel was taken away by Rhys ( Unless you gave me Canon text that explicitly says she wanted more than a kiss I don't accept it) . Her choice to scry ( guess who else apart from Nesta is to be blamed for that ... yes Azriel!!!)

Unless you want to count the choice of Elain to give back the necklace and TT that Elriels took away by obsessively still portraying her with them on I think the above sums up Elains choices that were taken away.

I am sure if I had more time I could write a lot more choices that were taken from other characters . Compare the notes and please feel free to enlighten me how the choice thing can even be used as an argument for the ship war? It's BS .... wouldn't it be Luciens choice taken away if he had to lose his mate ? Wouldnt it be Gwyns choice taken away if her mate is taken away ? What makes their right to choose any less important ? Is it only because Rhys interrupted Az and Elain kissing? Well I am sure that will be sorted in a 4 line monologue of Az where he realises Rhys was right to have stopped him.

Also , Az has been chosen by his family and his friends .... its not Mors problem the boy doesn't get the message. I am sure a lot of lovers chose him too ... this is Canon.. so please don't try to build some poor Az and his lack of romance nonsense... let him pull his head out of his ass that's the pressing issue not his cock... also how do you guys know Elain didn't only choose him to keep Lucien away?

#gwynriel #gwyneth berdara #pro gwynriel #gwyn acosf #acotar #azriel shadowsinger #gwyn x azriel #azriel #post acosf #acosf theory #elucien

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this-corner-is-my-safe-space · 1 day

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"oh no. i think i'm catching feelings"

(this is what i do instead of my very important assignments.

Suggestive near the end, but not descriptive

title from 'sex' by eden)

Freelancer can practically see the steam rushing out of Gavin's ears.

His face is red and his eyes were glaring holes into them. If they didn't know any better, they'd say he was mad at them.

But they saw the way Gavin's lips fought a smile. The corners of them tugging up without his approval, entirely giving away his facade.

They've grown awfully fond of him, and it almost scared them. Almost. No one could really be scared of such beauty, in their humble (and very correct) opinion. And if that didn't convince them, Freelancer would take any and every opportunity explaining how wise, endearing and kind the man in front of them was.

"Are you even listening to me?"

That snapped Freelancer right out of the clouds. They paused for a second, before coming clean.

"Nope. Sorry, handsome."

If Freelancer said Gavin's face managed to get even more red, he would deny it.

"You-" he starts, putting his face in his hands, breathing in and out to calm himself, "I am going to kill you."

If Gavin meant that, he didn't show it. Perhaps one could argue the blushing, smiling and wide eyes filled with adoration were all a ruse to hide his murderous intent. If that was the case, Freelancer had definitely fallen for (him) it.

Unfortunately for Gavin, Freelancer had one last card up their sleeve.

"And what are you going to do, Gavin? Fuck me to death?"

What were they here for again? Magic history tutoring? A movie date? Finishing the leftover pizza and wings they ordered the last time Gavin was over?

It didn't matter anymore, because Gavin was forcing them out of their seat, grabbing their face and kissing them breathless. All while maneuvering the both of them into their bedroom.

When Freelancer took a breath, they were on top of Gavin, legs on either side of his waist, one hand pinning one of his arms down while the other was resting on his chest. They stared at him as they felt his chest falling and rising, his heart beating beneath their touch.

They remembered what that meant, when a demon took the time to form a heart beat with magic. Slowly, they leaned down to kiss his chest, right where a real heart would be if he was human.

They looked up at him, and in their brief eye contact, Freelancer thanked him. For his help with DAMN stuff, for trusting them enough to be this vulnerable with his emotions.

For being in their life.

If Freelancer was asked if they started to cry in that moment, hiding it from Gavin by meeting his lips with their own again, they'd say it was drool.

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panimoonchild · 2 days

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Music is not beyond politics

I was planning to write this post yesterday. But I felt another wave of emptiness because of the hypocrisy of the world. So here we are now again...

Ukrainians screamed that she was a Russian-Israeli representative from the start.

I watched some reactions and...

Double kill. She is everywhere🙄🤷

That speaks volumes.

But he never apologized to us about interaction with russians🤷

That situation was one of many reasons why I am sick and tired of the hypocrisy of Eurovision, of the hypocrisy of the world.

When I was 14 and russia occupied my hometown the world was silently watching. Now I see how the world can be united.

a hypocrite shouts no to war)

During the Eurovision Song Contest 2023, he supported Ukraine and then abruptly started kissing the gums with the not all russians the same)

before going on stage, he shot a video with an Israeli woman, saw that the fans covered him with dicks, and ran to "no to war") how does he sit on two chairs?)

It's unbelievable how SICK I am of these guys who try to be neutral, but not by shut up, but by saying "well, I'm for everyone, I'm not against anyone, I'm just against the war 🥺"

Amen. That's easy enough to do but no ... stupid people always dare to speak.

OK, enough about them. Let's talk about our representatives.

I'm late to the party. But this post was for yesterday in my mind.

Maybe I'm biased but I see us in top 5. I think we definitely deserve it.

Now I want to share my favourite reactions. Where people understand our message, visuals, outfits etc. For me especially was important scene where Jerry are climbing and behind her phosphorus bombs. Those people who realized what it represents.

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That intelligent man realized what that represents. At the moment "My prayers are with you, Ukraine" I almost got goosebumps. I love honest reactions from people who truly mean what they say.

And the end when the audience was shown I very appreciated his comment: "He looks so unimpressed. You gotta clap my guy. You are in the audience, you don't support anyone. They performed for you, you meant clap. Why do you sit with an angry face? Why are you going there in the first place? I got chills towards the end, and that guy kinda ruined it with his face".

Give him some love🫂

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That Filipino also warms my heart. And his comments:

- She actually looks like a warrior ready for a battle, to defend her country.

❗- It actually sounds like a prayer to be. It sounds like a sincere prayer to be.

I literally got chills when he said it.

- We all know what Ukraine is going through. But that song speaks volumes about Ukraine itself.❤️‍🩹🫂

And the last one who understood that's missiles.

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God, when will I ever experience anything remotely like the delight I experienced with THIS again?

Yes, those times they have charisma, stage presence, attitude, voice, sound, lyrics.

I think this year all of that + staging and message have Ukrainian representatives.

I will watch Eurovision finale. So I hope justice will prevail and fucking Russian-Israeli doesn't got more points than us. But I feel that can be a case...

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killsatoru · 2 days

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Part Two : Mistakes With Rings: Gojo Satoru

Pairing : Gojo Satoru x fem! reader

Warning(s) : Cursing, Death, reader is a Itadori

Summary : Thrown into a loveless marriage, but what happens when your husband asks you for an open marriage?

Part One

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Our honeymoon. Was empty. only a small smile was exchanged through the whole trip. no hand holding, no hugging, no kissing.

Nothing.

Absolutely Nothing.

-

Back home the arrangements were set to live together.

Was it so weird for a married couple to live apart?

“We can have separate rooms.”

“Ok.” What else was I supposed to say?

Isn’t sleeping in separate rooms also weird?

In a cold empty room. Which was once a guest room. Now, it was called my room.

Sigh

The maids whisper among themselves.

“Poor Mrs. Gojo!”

“How can Mr. Gojo be so cruel!”

“I heard they were arranged.”

“I heard Mr. Gojo might have a mistress already!”

“Poor Mrs. Gojo…”

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“Y/N!” My older brothers call out

“Jin. Sukuna. It’s nice to see you two.”

“What’s with the long face? Is it that asshole!? I swear I'll ruin that pretty face of his!” A stern look comes across my brother’s face

laughing

“No! No it’s not him I just miss you guys! How is Yuji by the way, Jin? changing the subject is for the best

“He’s amazing! Wanna see some pictures!” pulling out his phone to show pictures

“That brat! He has too much energy! I say we put him in a sport!” A proud smirk on his face

“Maybe putting him in basketball! or even Baseball!” I suggest excitedly.

-

“Bye Y/N! Take care, say hi to Satoru for me!”

“Tell him he better be treating you right!”

“I will, bye you two take care!”

To think that would be the last time all three of us would ever be together.

-

While taking a walk around the large garden. My phone goes off.

Ring Ring Ring

A hospital?

‘Strange, why would a hospital call me?’

“Hello?”

“Yes, This is Y/N Itadori.”

The world Spinning. The urge to puke was strong. The tears slipped out. My breathing out of control.

“I’ll be there shortly” sprinting inside passing by the maids in the kitchen and living.

There Gojo Satoru stood blocking my exit.

“Hey Y/N-“

Running past him.

Ignoring Gojo. Running to my car. was I even in the right headspace to drive. It doesn’t matter. I need to be there.

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Sprinting to the counter

“I am here to see Jin Itadori. He’s my brother.”

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“Y/N.” placing his head between his hands.

“Father. how is he.” Fear laced in my voice

“Y/N. I am so sorry. I am so sorry” Trembling.

In the years I have been alive, my father had never cried in front of me.

In the years I have been alive I would've never thought this day would come. Especially not like this.

“Jin is dead”

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To think I would be burying my brother this early.

My nephew Yuji Itadori is still too young. why? Jin, why?

“Y/N. Let’s go.” My brother Sukuna pulled me away and took me to a house that wasn’t my home. to a man that wasn’t mine.

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“You should eat Mrs. Gojo.” all the maids gave me concern looks

It had already been 2 weeks. Yuji in a week will be under my care. I have to guide him through all of this.

Haven’t seen my husband. Haven’t eaten well. Haven’t slept well either.

Moving out of this unreasonably huge house. is for the better. Maybe a small apartment with just Yuji and I, will clear my head. To avoid seeing the maids that take pity on me. To avoid seeing my Husband.

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I grew the courage to call Gojo.

‘If I don’t do this now. I’ll never do it.’

“Gojo, I wish to speak to you.”

“You are speaking to me right now go ahead”

“In person. This is important.”

Sigh “Fine, I'm almost done with work, i’ll be there soon.”

-

“What is it that you wish to speak about?” his voice was demanding. annoyed even.

Now seated in the living room. The maids long gone. The only noise in the house is the faint sound of the television.

“I wish to move out.” Trying to sound as nonchalant as possible

“What! why?” Irritation seeping into his voice

“This house is too big for me. I wish to move to an apartment. I am just telling you, so that you don’t think I ran away.”

“So it doesn’t matter if I say no.”

“Then I guess you can consider it as running away then.”

“Fine. If that is what you want.”

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“AUNTIEEE” A little boy running to me with sparkles in his eyes

“MY LOVEEE!” embracing him, drowning him in kisses

Giggling “Auntie Auntie! Am I really going to live with you!”

Putting on a front. He’s still too young. I won’t ruin his childhood. When he’s older i’ll tell him. But for now i’ll do this.

“Yes, my love! we’ll have so much fun together!”

“YAYYY! I can’t wait! will uncle Sukuna visit us!”

“Yes he’ll come from time to time!”

-

I am away from the man who has the label as my husband. Who has given me his last name. where the only kiss and embrace we have shared thus far was at our wedding ceremony.

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4 Years have passed now.

4 years since my brother passed away.

4 years since I've moved out of that suffocating house.

Within that span of that time I haven’t seen that man much. We’ve only seen eachother because we work in the same company, not because of our own will.

Though we are married. I never fully claimed the last name he gave me. I don’t claim myself as Gojo. only Itadori.

From what I've seen he doesn’t wear his wedding ring.

So I don’t wear mine.

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Ring Ring Ring

“Itadori Speaking”

“Ms. Itadori! The meeting with Mr. and Mrs. Fushiguro isn’t going well. They need back up.”

“I’m on my way.”

-

“Heard they sent back up for us.”

“He was so pissed for no reason ugh” Massaging her temple

“I hate people like him. so stuck up for no reason.”

The clicking of heels can be heard echoing through the hallway. In one hand was documents of what Mr. and Mrs. Fushiguro will be agreeing on once entering the room.

“You three wait in the car. I got it from here.”

“WHOA! Ms. Itadori is amazing!”

“A total lifesaver!”

“A true angel!”

30 minutes have passed.

“Do you think everything’s alright in there?”

“If we don’t get the agreement Mr. Gojo will be mad!”

“Ugh, hopefully everything is going well.”

Tap Tap

“It went well! Don’t worry i’ll be the one meeting Mr. Gojo, you three.” smiling warmly at them

“KYAHHH MS. ITADORI YOU'RE AMAZINGG!!”

-

“Ms. Itadori your meeting with Mr. Gojo.”

“Thank you for reminding me.”

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous to face him alone. When we would see eachother it would be in a room full of other staff, other high powered authorities, and even our parents.

Never alone.

Knock Knock

“Come in” He calls out

‘Calm down Y/N.’

Opening the door to his office.

“Mr. Gojo.” Bowing slightly.

Thank you for the support on Part One I really appreciate it! This one was a little difficult for me because I struggled with wording (That’s why there’s a time skip sorry!). Anyways, Thank you guys for reading!

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@cocolawd @kalopsia-flaneur @megumisthirdog @cyzvx

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo smut #jjk gojo #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo x y/n #jujutsu gojo #eventual smut

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riki-riks-chick · 4 hours

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LOVE YA WORKS OMG😍

Can u make some y/n x Niki when one of them is needy?

keep it up!❤️

Tease ┃N.RK

riki x reader

reader wants riki's attention, so he gives it to her, with maybe a little extra teasing on the side.

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Third Person POV~

You had been hanging out with Sunoo all day, as a way to get back at Riki for ignoring you to play video games with Jake, but he clearly didn't care.

This only made you more frustrated. All you wanted was his attention, but sometimes it's so hard to get it. And he knows it, but he likes the idea of making you mad sometimes.

He likes to see how you react, because then he gets an excuse to tease you.

"Riki... You've been playing this stupid game all day.." You sat beside him on the couch, grabbing his arm as he sighed. "Shortcake, you're gonna make me lose."

"I hate it when you call me that." You groan, slapping his arm as he laughs, kissing your cheek. "Let me finish this game and then I'm all yours, promise."

You ignore him, getting up from the couch as you head into the kitchen, getting a glass of water. Sunghoon was washing the dishes(clearly lost rock paper scissors), chuckling as he noticed how annoyed you were.

Sunghoon had only just finished the dishes when Riki walked into the kitchen. He had immediately dried his hands before leaving, not wanting to be between whatever was about to happen with the two of you.

"Baby... Are you really mad?" He asks as you roll your eyes, arms crossed over your chest. "What do you think? You've been ignoring me all day over a stupid fucking game."

He presses you against the counter at your words, leaning extremely close to you, his lips only a few inches shy of meeting yours. "We both know that you're more important than a video game.. You don't have to be upset, princess.." He teases, kissing you softly before smiling sweetly.

His hand trailed the bare expanse of your thigh, and you immediately grabbed his wrist. "We're standing in the kitchen.." You whisper yell as he chuckles. "Who cares."

Your cheeks flush red and you can feel yourself growing more aroused at his boldness. "Riki.. I'm serious."

"Why?.. Am I turning you on?.." He asks, his voice low and teasing as he leaned in to kiss you, squeezing your waist softly.

You instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing back eagerly as he chuckled into the kiss. "I guess that's a yes?.."

You stared up at him, smiling slightly as his remark. "Then do something about it..."

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#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard headcanons #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen ni ki #niki hard thoughts #niki soft thoughts #niki hard hours #niki soft hours #enha niki #niki enhypen #niki headcanons #niki x reader #enhypen nishimura riki #nishimura riki #enha riki

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idontknowreallywhy · 3 days

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Resurface 24 - Repair

Story so far a.k.a. The 23-chapter lead up to this hug. Worth it? I’ll let you decide.

These things aren’t fixed in a snap, but the boys are on their way up…

Bonus points for spotting the double meaning of the title ;)

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Something deep inside Virgil’s soul screamed in bewildered frustration.

Why was Dad so determined to keep them apart? Why couldn’t he see how much danger Scotty was in when Virgil had to stay behind? What if his brother fell and Virgil wasn’t there to catch him?

He knew it would happen one day. His luck would only last so long. One day he would be too slow, too small, too weak… and Scott’s hand would slip through his and Virgil knew that on that day he would plummet as well.

Gordon always joked that he and Scott were like Earth&Sky and everyone knew that when the Sky fell the Earth would burn.

But every time he defied that inevitability, every time he pushed that day away into the future was a victory. Each won precious time back from the darkness.

But Virgil was so tired.

And Dad kept pulling him back: “He’s gone, Virgil! This is just a fantasy!”

Maybe he was right? Maybe Virgil should accept it and let Scott go.

Maybe he should. But he couldn’t.

He couldn’t stand back and allow Scott to fade to grey. He deserved to be bright, shining blue like the sky he loved so much.

Dad was sorry, he kept saying so. But that didn’t change anything. Virgil needed to fix this himself. As always.

He tried to wriggle free of his father’s grip… he truly didn’t want to hurt him again…but the more he squirmed the tighter he was held. His father’s presence solidified around him like some kind of non-Newtonian fluid. He knew he could break free as he had the advantage of size - Dad’s arms were strong and he was tall but his shoulders were not as broad as they used to be. A small part of his mind puzzled over that while the rest of him braced, ready to force the issue. He took a deep breath, tensed the muscles in his chest and arms and…

He was home.

The melody that he hadn’t realised was missing swirled around him.

Scott.

Scott had him.

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“Scotty?”

“Yea ‘sme… It’s me, Virg, am here.” Scott tried to get a grip of himself and make his voice sound normal, familiar, unscary…but utterly failed and croaked “Am here, ‘m right here.”

Virgil’s eyes met his and widened momentarily before the bear hug was returned with interest. For a few moments. Then Scott’s little brother began to shiver violently and suddenly melted into his arms, a deadweight clinging to him for dear life.

Scott’s knees finally gave out and they hit the floor together with a thud. He winced at the impact ricocheting through his skeleton but there were more important things to think about - Virgil’s respiratory rate was high. Too high. He was peering over Scott’s shoulder, brown eyes wide and flicking back and forth between the door and Scott’s own face, his breath coming in short squeaky gasps.

“I don… I can’t… what…?”

“Sssssh it’s ok you’re safe, I’ve got you.”

Virgil responded with a sound like an animal caught in a trap which made Scott’s every hair stand on end. The hyperventilating worsened as he tried to speak.

“Hel… help me… aaah… how… why are there… two… of… I don’t… you… aaaah… amsoscaredScott… Please don’t… please don’t leave… me.”

Scott held Virgil and rocked him and kissed his hair and did his best to soothe the panic away. His eyes burned again.

“I’m here, Vee. I’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere.”

Virgil calmed a little, then raised a hand and clumsily examined Scott’s face with it. Scott was reminded of baby Allie grabbing at his nose only this time the hand was far bigger and more desperate than curious. He felt a shaky finger trace the scar on his chin before Virgil curled into his chest again and squeezed his eyes shut. Scott continued to rock him ever so gently.

“I’m not ok.”

It came as a whisper.

“Can see two of you Scotty, clear as day.” A shiver and Scott squeezed tighter. “What is wrong with me?”

“You’ve just been poorly, it will pass.”

“Don’t like it.” More breath than words but Scott got the message.

“Me neither bro, one of me is definitely more than enough.”

Virgil snorted.

“But you’re getting better, I promise. It’s gonna be ok.”

“Love you Scotty, y’know that right?” Brown eyes stared up at him.

“Course I do. Love you too.”

Scott kissed the fluffy hair again.

“I couldn’t do it. I’m so sorry. They needed me and I… I know I promised but I couldn’t do it without you. I’m sorry.”

“You did great, I know you did.”

“Please don’t leave me.”

“I won’t.”

“Not again… I couldn’t… not again.”

“Really trying not to Virgie. I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m so sorry.”

Virgil sniffed and shook his head as if to clear it. Then shook it again and winced as if it had hurt.

“Don’t want you to be grey.”

“Grey?” Scott couldn’t hide his confusion. Virgil dissolved again and sobbed:

“Please don’t go grey.”

Scott didn’t understand the words but the pain in them was crystal clear. He was supposed to be strong and support Virgil who was so small and so broken but found himself falling apart all over again.

They clung to each other the same as they had at the edge of the roof, shaking and crying with dissipating terror and overwhelming relief and vowing never to let go of each other again.

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Sally slowed her pace as she approached the not-quite-closed door of the infirmary, holding her arm out to slow Alan who skittered to a halt behind her.

All seemed quiet.

The lack of yelling was promising as it was fairly unlikely anyone had actually killed anyone and so her heart lifted a little, hoping she had been right to take her time getting down here. Perhaps Scott in his unsubtle, frankly cannonball-like way might have made things work after all.

She did feel for the lad - knowing full well that being kept away from his sick brother was nigh on torture for him, but the consultant psychiatrist had been quite specific. And Sally had passed on the advice as far as she could because this wasn’t her area of specialism and, well, she had to didn’t she? But in the end… did she have any more say over Virgil’s care than Scott did? He was his next of kin after all, not her. But he’d deferred to her as medic as they usually did, which meant she carried the weight of the prohibition even if she had deliberately made no real effort to enforce it.

Taking a deep breath she eased open the door and peered around. After an initial double take at seeing the bed empty her eyes adjusted to the semi-darkness and she spotted the huddle on the floor. Virgil was curled in Scott’s lap and the older boy had wrapped himself around him. No, not boy. Neither were children anymore but something about the position they had adopted… it instantly took her back twenty years to when the two would gravitate towards each other after lights out, teaming up against the monsters in the shadows.

Virgil seemed peaceful but Scott’s breathing was laboured in that stuttering, convulsive way that spoke of a long overdue cry only recently concluded. He glanced up at her, guilt written all over his face but very definitely not relinquishing an inch of the contact he had with his brother. Nor should he.

They were both where they needed to be.

She smiled gently to reassure him and ruffled his hair and her heart faltered as he leaned into her hand. Sally couldn’t remember the last time she had done that… had she been too taken in by his Commander & Protector act to notice how badly he needed looking after too? She’d always been so distracted by the younger boys… and of course he would never ask… Oh Scott!

She bent to kiss the top of his head and he closed his eyes as she whispered “You’re doing great honey.”

The tension in her eldest grandson’s shoulders dissipated as she gestured at her youngest and together they began to pull all the pillows and blankets from the beds.

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#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #virgil tracy #idontknowreallywhy fanfic #resurface fic #tw: mental health #tw: psychosis

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sweetshire · 21 days

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So, @silv-paru sent Sherlock Holmes for the character opinion bingo. thanks a bunch for this (and for your patience. my god, i’m answering this a week late. typical me behaviour). you’re a darling :D

Did you know, i used to tell these stories to my friends? they delighted in them AND i got a chance to sort of ramble on and on abt him and watson. it was a win-win, really. ah, those were the days! now i haven’t reblogged much of him this month at all. i miss him. I MISS HIM.

Onto the bingo: well. he’s The quintessence of gender™ to me. and i relate to him so so much. fav character of all time fr. i want to carry him in my pocket at all times & study him. like. do i want to BE him OR am i IN LOVE with him, ykwim? pssh who knows? certainly not me. uh-huh ‘a beast unleashed’ -does this refer to me or him? you choose. oh re: canon, i’m ignoring the part where holmes dies (or y’know, is dead for 3 years). that’s too angsty.

#sherlock holmes #my dearest blorbo #he’s my belovedest chewtoy basically #if i think abt how modern adaptations *looking at you bbc sherlock* have ruined his character i get so angry i have to take deep breaths #*mutters darkly* he is NOT an arrogant cold-hearted bitch like he’s portrayed; well he IS a bitch but not a cold-hearted one!!#see. the thing abt holmes is that he’s SUCH a sweet boy okay. and he’s compassionate #he cares sooo much. that’s the reason people come to him when they’re distressed. they trust him #he hates the police. he is a jester at heart. loves his watson #he’s here to help the truly desparate helpless people even if they have no money to pay him for the case. no questions asked. But-#he fucking despises obnoxious rich men. the first time he meets watson a total stranger he *very excitedly* tells him abt his experiment #it’s very adorable. he never stops trying to impress ever. infact blushes furiously when complimented by him #my guy has 0 knowledge of our solar system but he’s written several monographs abt different types of ASHES. go figure!#OH i almost forgot the most important fact he’s special to me bc holmes is an audhd gay disaster bastard. sometimes he’s even bisexual #but mostly he’s acespec and in a qpr w watson. he’s VERY adhd. behaves like an excited cat and oh so cute when he stims. everytime he does #i go SQUEEE. when he’s depressed it’s a goddamn hashtag big mood. as in many other ways he is me i am him #he’s PASSIONATE and KIND that’s all you need to know #acd stories are about just some guy who loves his job (which he invented himself btw after quitting college) that’s it #i am overcome with an almighty need to squeeze his cheeks #he’s everything to me <3 #alright if i don’t stop now i doubt i ever will LMAO bye #acd holmes #if u read till the end u get a cookie and a kiss on the nose i love u #silv tag 💞

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creativebrainrot · 7 months

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Life update + a thank you

On october 7th, my dad signed the contract to sell our house. The closing date is November 5th. We've been trying to sell our house since January, after our mutual abuser passed away. We've encountered nothing but road block, after road block, after road block. Some of you might remember that we were in such a dire position, I made a donation post or two, as we genuinely couldn't afford bills or food at the time. Unfortunately, all the things we wanted to use those donations for fell through; The car's repair expenses were too high, and we weren't confident that the car wouldn't just become another money sink, more debt, on our shoulders. So we spent the donated money on groceries and bills. If it weren't for this community, and for my friends, we may very well be homeless right now, instead of safe enough to sell our house. The donated money from this community and my friends was enough to safeguard us from the worst of those first three months. My dad got in contact with the neighbors and a very very generous woman has been feeding us and helping whereever else she can. We both have bikes now, because of her.

I would call this year the "objectively worst year" of my life. I've never had to genuinely consider what would happen if I went houseless. But it's not THE worst year of my life. I genuinely wouldn't have gotten through this year if not for the kindness my friends and GW2blr as a whole have shown me, so thank you. I don't know where my dad and I would be if not for all of you who spread that donation post. Thank you. I originally wanted to grab everyone's account PFP & Usernames, who reblogged or liked the donation post, but I deleted it awhile ago, and before deleting I realized how monumental the task of painting or editing a huge thank you letter like that would be. So, I hope this suffices. NOW, I can finally say, that we will be moving soon, and mean it. I'm scared, to be honest, but that's mostly because I've been in a depressive episode the past two weeks. I'll get better. This will be fun, and one of the most freeing things I've ever experienced. I know it.

To end on a high note; Thank you. Every last one of you. For the support, for the charity, for the kindness, for everything. Before November 2022, I felt so alone and unloved. I have a community now, talking to people doesn't scare me anymore. DM'ing people doesn't scare me as much anymore. I have friends now, close friends that I value a lot. And I can't wait to share the future with you, however that might be. Thank you.

#rotthoughts #creativelyrottedmind #personal #open journal #theres a few specific friends I should directly say thank you too but right now thats Too Much #so i hope that they in particular see this and know that they are part of the reason this year wasnt #as horrible as it couldve been #thank you guys #shoutout to sleidog & company you motherfuckers have been a gigantic positive impact on me #yknow what fuck it #thank you beanswithbones littlemysteryartist silvesi straywyvern #sleidog shroomlet mabaki the-dot and lynxfrost13 #ILY all platonicly you are beautiful and i am kissing you on your foreheads #yall make me laugh and feel cared about. you have no idea how important each of you is to me in ur own unique ways.#thank you #alright enough with the sappyness now. you are now obligated to think about one of my ocs fat pairs of badonkers if you read this far #my gfit to you. good bye. i will see you later when i reblog something 18 times in a row

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remyfire · 11 months

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What’s your favorite MASH rare pair?

Controversially I am on a Beej and Margaret kick right now!! [insert clown emoji here] But with my ADHD the favorite could change at any moment

#i realize this is questionable with how many people often headcanon the two of them and also unfortunately i am possessed #love any and all interpretations of them but right now my specific interpretations feel like kissing post-war #if you peek in my wips you can also see me riding the beej and charles train #ofc we can also talk about my beej and peg and hawk and trapper ot4 because they're important to me #expect bj to kiss everyone in my fics tbqh #truly my trans masc self is grabbing like every male character in the vicinity and just insisting on writing in their pov rn #more love for the ladies will be coming down the line #my ramblings

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i dunnooo i feel like whenever you’re mean to yuji it turns him on, you’d be cursing him out nd he’d already be like half hard

I also feel like Yuji would beg to put it in😊

idk I just want him to throw me around

[cws] fem reader

[an] you get it!! i know it in my heart that yuji likes his partner to be a little mean :( a little spoiled, a little bratty! it makes it that much better when he finally gets you to be his sweet mushy baby that’s only that way with him !!

yuji knows that you have a bit of an attitude problem, and he knows that he probably enables it, never once chiding you for the way you speak and act with him.

you drag him shopping with you whenever the urge strikes, which is worryingly frequent, and shove bag after bag into his arms, not even so much as uttering a thank you, just fully expecting him to be your human pack-mule.

whenever he gives another woman his attention, even if for something as simple as giving out directions, you’re shooting daggers his way and refusing to speak to him, answering him with huffs and hmphs until you deem him worthy enough for actual words.

it’s mean, you’re mean, and he should really say something about it and get it under control… but he can’t deny that the spoiled, bratty act gets his cock hard and his brain fuzzy.

“god, yuji! it’s like you have a bunch of rocks up there or something!” your finger taps against his forehead twice as you bend at the waist, and he silently looks up at you, eyes lidded and cheeks flushed as his cock chubs up against his thigh. “it’s as if everything i say just goes in one ear and out the other, you never listen.”

you’ve got one hand on your hip, the other animatedly moving around as you talk a mile a minute, eyebrows scrunched together and eyes narrowed on him.

yuji has no idea what you’re saying, but he knows he’s heard this spiel a thousand times before and isn’t missing out on anything too important - at least, nothing more important than how badly he wants to stuff you full of his cock until you’re sputtering out apologies and drowning him in kisses.

you always get so sweet and pliant when he’s fucked you full—cunt full of his seed and hole left gaping. you make sure to cradle him close and kiss all over his face, hands running through his hair as you whisper i’m sorry’s into his skin.

“—doing it again! yuji, you’re not listening to me!” he zones back in just in time to see your hand coming towards him. “you’re so annoying. just go home—!” he snags ahold of your wrist, and with a gentle tug you’re falling forward into his lap, your hands shooting out to brace yourself against his chest, while his move to encircle around your waist, arms flexing and tensing as they pull you close, his aching cock pushing up into your cunt, thin layers of fabric keeping him from sinking inside.

“i’m sorry,” he rasps, your lashes fluttering as you give him a bewildered look. “let me make it up to you, yeah?” realization dawns after a moment, and you shake your head, hands weakly pushing at his shoulders.

“huh? no, yuji, i was—oh.” he rocks his hips into you, hands moving down to palm your ass, a cheek in each hand.

“please?” he croaks, cock aching and leaking and throbbing and begging to go where it belongs. “can i put it in? can i fuck you? can i make you come, baby? can i?” he rocks against you with every question, his forehead resting against yours as he holds your gaze. “let me show you how sorry i am, baby. let me make it right.”

and you give in, you always do, his sweet pliant girl. he just has to get his hands on you first, tell you what you need to hear, sit you on his cock and make you come a few times, maybe even get you to squirt depending on if he wants you to be nicer for a couple days.

it won’t last but so long, that little honeymoon phase you two go through every time yuji gets between your legs, but he’s already looking forward to the next time.

#yuji x reader #jjk smut #++ yuji #++ yuji/brat

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it is the first snow today. i think we should all have off work, even though it didn't stick. i think there should be 4 national holidays, one for each season. happy first snow, go home and make cookies. for spring it can be the first crocus. for summer the first lightning bug. for autumn, the first golden leaf. go home, kiss your dog, feed your cat (who is absolutely already-fed but somehow still starving.)

i think we should all take more showers together, but i mean that in the soft way. i mean it like taking a nap. two years ago i had 5 adult friends in my queen bed, all of us laying across each other, head over belly over thigh over hand. any time one of us would giggle, it would ripple over each of us, like pulling on a spiderweb. kim actually needed to nap and didn't get to sleep and i am still sorry for it even though this is one of my most precious memories.

i think we should all wash each other's hair, i mean. i walk my dog and i watch someone put up twinkle lights around their front porch. alex and i just moved, and i love the neighborhood. already so many of our new neighbors have stopped by to say hello. the nice lady downstairs also collects plants, like me. she gave us her number on a pink post-it note. i am trying to decide whether to make her cookies or brownies.

i am going through a very hard time. something bad happened this weekend that i do not wish to discuss. it is hanging over me. i think of the green ribbon, and the woman who had her throat cut. it feels like that sometimes, inside of my body. like i am walking and talking despite being half-corpsed. like i am hanging on by a ribbon, standing on some kind of cusp. i keep saying - at least it wasn't worse. we are so lucky it wasn't worse. the idea is river-rock smooth now, all the edges worried off.

in this very dark night - the sun sets by 3 now - people don't need to, but they try anyway. they paint the missing light into things. i have an embarrassing number of missed calls and texts, but i feel the love from them nevertheless - hey. if you need something, i'm here. i will bring you food/puzzles/anything. i got you.

i think we should all have a big group chat where we do errands with strangers. this week i got lost in a home depot, which is wild because i'm a lesbian and we are actually hatched in a lowe's lumber section. there were two other women in the whole store. we ended up shopping together, at first by accident (we all needed things in the same aisle), and then because, well, why not. one of the ladies was taller than me, so she pulled down the screws i needed. i am agile and have the personality of a raccoon, so they sent me after anything below 3 feet. we talked about holiday plans and never learned each other's names, but did learn all the drama about each other's families.

i am making you cupcakes, because i have so much affection i want to pour it into batter. you ask me if i am eating enough per meal. i wrap your gift twice, trying to do it prettily. i get excited to give it to you, just because i hope you'll be excited too.

my parents drive an hour just to see the new apartment and to do the parent thing; standing in the kitchen saying things like "oh you'll get so much use from this dishwasher" and "well, you could paint that" and "when your mother and i moved it was uphill both ways and in a snowstorm and of course your brother was an infant." my mother brought me a plant for housewarming. i always say i love you before she leaves.

i play dnd on tuesdays still, after all these years. we all keep that night free. at one point, between grad school and marriage and all of it, we had to have a serious discussion about how to keep it running. we will keep going, we decided eventually. just to see each other, even if we don't play - you are all important to me. sebastian is not prone to affection but last night he stole my usual sign off - i love you all, be good, he said. he was laughing.

i don't love the winter, actually. i like snow in theory, but i grew up in the north, and am too-familiar with the season of "mud and sludge". i don't like being cold. but i do love something kind of soft and rare: every year around this time, people remember oh yes. you and i are human together. and i have love to spare.

it is the first snow, and something in my heart is finally warm again. i have spent what felt like the last 18 months just going-through-the-motions. it has felt blank and immediate, like i would never actually feel again. that sounds extremely trite and stupid - but that is the boring and familiar experience of depression. life just washes up against your windows, and you watch it happening. you see things that should be lovely and affecting, and it just whispers too-thin. i was desperately uncreative. uninterested in my hobbies. unimpressed by my writing. i told my therapist, often, i don't know how to find hope again.

almost sheepishly, something strange and lovely is burning in my chest. i keep not-looking at it, worried it will scamper back into the shadows again. it is skittish and wild, but it is so warm i want to sink my hands into its fur and feel it breathing. i love-hate it: if it's real, it can hurt me when it leaves again. but i am icarus-born, sun-lover and poet: i can't help myself. despite my best intentions, i am falling in love with life again.

i am planning to make cookies for my friends. alex and i are going to go christmas tree shopping. we picked out matching dish towels last night, and they have little mushrooms on them.

i love you. it does come back. yes, even after a long time. even for you. i promise. keep trying. you will wake up and it will be a day you can smile about.

write me when you get there. we will take the day off of work, and i will wash your hair, and we will both be laughing.

#spilled ink #writeblr #pos #recovery #my brain is like - don't trust it!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!! we can't be wrong again!!!!!!#and im like. what if the sorrow is the thing that's wrong though.#what if this - this!!!!! - is the truth

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Drabble List #10

75 prompts to write drabbles or longer stories.

"Thank you, I really hate it."

"Can't figure out the right answer."

"Sit down and shut up."

"I'm definitely open to that."

"Why don't you answer your phone?"

"It's not a witchhunt."

"Is it suddenly getting colder?"

"That child is staring at you."

"Let's talk about some options."

"And then you just lost it?"

"Have you heard about this story?"

"It's going to be a great day today."

"Don't say another word."

"This is absolutely not my fault."

"What would happen if I'd kiss you right now?"

"It's always a risk, but think about the reward."

"There is a fine line between stupid and genius."

"I never really left."

"Answer me. Quickly."

"You hold no power here."

"We learn from our mistakes."

"Have you seen that the sun is coming out?"

"This sounds like an interogation."

"Should I call my lawyer?"

"I have always admired you."

"Who's at your house right now?"

"Call the number. Now."

"When are you getting paid?"

"It miraculously stopped working."

"I have absolutely no answers to your questions."

"You took us on a wild ride there."

"What did she look like?"

"That's a scam, ma'am."

"Let's see each other again in ten years."

"I will be waiting for you."

"Please, don't pick me."

"Not my friends, not my problem."

"It's not paranoia if they are really out to get you."

"You are such a hypocrite."

"Nobody asked me, but I will answer."

"How did you get your degree?"

"I'm not going to discuss this with you."

"Great, who cares?"

"You just can't handle the truth."

"I'm curious about your motive."

"Respect is not given freely."

"Your pride will be your downfall."

"Just let it go, okay?"

"Why do you insist on it?"

"Seeing you like this, I fell even more in love with you."

"I don't want to hear another word coming out of your mouth!"

"I just know that everything will go well."

"This is very important for me."

"Wow, the weather is really... doing its thing."

"Don't even try to talk to me."

"I can and I will sue."

"Maybe this was a mistake."

"Do I make you nervous?"

"You never had the best ideas."

"Don't wait for me."

"Who would you call?"

"That's too wild for me."

"You can't even say it with a straight face."

"I told you not to touch that."

"Do I really have to answer that?"

"Takes one to know one.

"Let me make this right."

"When did you become an expert in this?"

"Nothing is as serious as it seems."

"How could this accidently happen?"

"It's not my birthday."

"Sounds like wishful thinking."

"Welcome to my personal hell."

"Do you even know who I am?"

"The devil knows I tried."

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