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BPD culture is getting worked up to the point of becoming physically ill (throwing up/stomach issues etc) because you felt rejected/abandoned by your favourite person
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BnHA Chapter 410: Kacchan Fights a Baby
Previously on BnHA: Kacchan was born and then he grew up and murdered the Demon Lord.
Today on BnHA: Kacchan fights a baby. Tomura and Deku finally remember that they were supposed to have been fighting too this entire time, and get on with that once again. Tomura is all, “[literally just reaches out and grabs Deku’s face because Deku’s main character powers suddenly abandoned him in a fit of confusion].” Deku is all, “[chops off Tomura’s fingers which is somehow not even in the top twenty of violent things that have happened in this series in just the last five chapters].” Tomura is all “joke’s on you I still got your quirk :D” and fuck me he actually stole Danger Sense, what the fuck.
logically I knew AFO still had to be alive somehow because he’s too big of a villain to go out that easily without a proper sendoff. but deep in my heart, I’m still secretly disappointed
it just isn’t fair, lol. this guy has died more times than Rasputin and he’s still out here scheming his schemey schemes. when oh when will it end
sir you did not just say you had yet ANOTHER unused trump card up your sleeve??
(ETA: the translation isn’t fully clear here, but I think the trump card he’s referring to is the whole “I’ll just go back inside him and join the part of me that was already in there and we’ll take over Tomura’s body again together” plan that he was trying to pull off. I think. if not though, that’s certainly something worth speculating about.)
well as always the psychology in this series is unironically fascinating! he just wants acknowledgement at the end of the day, huh. just wants some love and attention. too bad he was born in a rat-infested hellscape and learned all the wrong lessons and turned into a crazed omnipotent murderlad
also he really did turn back into a baby sdfsdlkjfl oh no. I need to see Katsuki’s reaction to this immediately
oh my lord
(●__●)
lmao this is so incredibly fucked up
ngl though, this is karma at its finest. he tortured and killed so many people trying to earn everyone’s fear and awe and reverence, only to literally blip out of existence at the end with absolutely nothing to show for it
everyone please enjoy this series of panels of a deeply vexed Bakugou Katsuki picking a fight with this slowly melting evil baby
“you think I care that you’re a baby now. you think I won’t fight a fuckin’ baby. let’s do this you little punk”
also I’m sorry but it’s absolutely ridiculous that the gigantic chest wound Tomura inflicted on him got sewed up so neatly lol. AFO’s not the only one who stubbornly refuses to die no matter what
...
just once, it would be nice if Horikoshi didn’t immediately shred my plot nitpicks to pieces mere seconds after I write them
LMAO
BABY AFO DON’T CARE. BABY AFO WILL THROW HANDS WITH ANYONE ＼(｀0´)／
KACCHAN MY BELOVED FAVE OF ALL TIME, ARE YOU REALLY ABOUT TO LOSE TO A LITERAL FUCKING INFANT
WHAT HAPPENED TO “PERFECT VICTORY” LMAO. MOVING THE GOALPOSTS EVEN AS HIS CONSCIOUSNESS FADES. “EH, CLOSE ENOUGH”
-- OH FOR THE LOVE OF --
me: wow it sure is uncharacteristic of Katsuki to just pass out before he properly wraps up this battle
Horikoshi: oh yeah good point, sure would be a shame if someone... IMMEDIATELY ADDRESSED THAT CONCERN ON THE VERY NEXT PAGE
me: ఠ_ఠ
ldskjflaksdjfkds
fdsfsdkf. “SORRY ABOUT THAT, FOR A MOMENT THERE I ALMOST FORGOT TO BEND THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE TO MY WILL”
holy fucking shit. his body was all “um, just a quick reminder that you’re HORRIBLY WOUNDED and have lost like ten gallons of blood and all of your cells are about to call an emergency meeting to shut this thing down before you get us all killed.” and he was all “WHAT WAS THAT?!” and his body was all “oh my GOD, FUCK, OKAY just forget we said anything”
and meanwhile Baby AFO is just lying there all “(◉⌓◉)”
this six-month-old child is truly and sincerely still trying to kill Kacchan while screeching death threats in high-pitched baby talk
this actually would have killed him too, if he’d succeeded in passing out. all that just to be punk’d by a damn baby
you are actually shitting me right now
at this point I’m genuinely not sure which of them has the more powerful angry toddler energy
oh no ffuffkdsfk
meeeeelting. meeeeeeltiiiiiing!!! oh what a world what a world
jesus Horikoshi I am genuinely speechless
... welp
WAIT NO WAY, REALLY?!?!
?!?!?! WAS IT ACTUALLY THAT SIMPLE THIS WHOLE TIME
-- lkjf
three times. three times in the same fucking chapter. I give up. apparently I’ll literally believe anything this man says. does it feel good, Horikoshi. preying on your readers’ hopeful naivete
yeefuckinghaw lmao
GOOD JOB KACCHAN YOU DEFEATED THE EVIL BABY
awwwww
I actually had a theory about this! well more of a wishlist item, really. I can’t remember if I’ve actually posted about it yet or not. but it’s like. you know how Deku and Kacchan are always being really dramatic about holding hands? wanting to hold hands; not wanting to hold hands; being afraid to hold hands; holding hands via proxy, etc. etc.?
and you know how both Endeavor and All Might have each done their own version of the victory pose that Kacchan is referring to here? with each one using a different hand?
so you see, I was thinking that it might be nice. might be a little poetic and all that. if at the end of the fight, Deku and Kacchan did, in fact, hold hands. and then did the victory pose together. and it became like their iconic hero moment. them standing there together. having accomplished their goal and defeated TomurAFO through teamwork. realizing their shared childhood dream. and sharing that moment of triumph with each other and with the world, ushering in a new era of heroes
anyway yeah. I was thinking that might be a pretty good ending. but it looks like Kacchan maybe really is about to pass out here now, lol, so maybe not? anyways time to finally scroll down
-- okay I literally said awww again out loud
what a fucking nerd. I have never felt more fondness for a character in my life
every damn person watching this on the news better have leaped to their feet and started applauding, goddammit. those motherfuckers better be CHANTING HIS FUCKING NAME. all those nagging reporters better be bombarding his phone with calls. those fuckers who deleted his footage from the Shouto interview better be shamelessly leaving him dozens of voicemails acting like none of that ever happened and presumptuously asking when he can free some time in his schedule to visit their studio again. all the heroes who haven’t hugged him yet better be lining the fuck up. that one guy from the post-kidnapping press conference in chapter 86 better be writing a fifty page letter of apology!!
oh hey it’s a random pre-battle flashback mysteriously taking place in Troy “a few days before the battle” even though I thought they only moved into that place the night before the fight
I love how Katsuki immediately narrows his eyes (I assume. we can’t see for sure but that’s the vibe I get) at Jeanist and has to resist the urge to call the police on him for that pun
so Hadou’s wondering what Jeanist is talking about because they already evacuated the civilians, so what else are they trying to protect. and Edgeshot is all, “well obviously we’ve gotta protect everyone’s future,” which is a nice... rearshadowing?? for him saving Katsuki’s life later on lol
and now Mirko is all “get to the fucking point already.” which, same
so Jeanist says that Tomura is an even bigger problem than AFO, because at least AFO doesn’t want to murder everyone on the entire planet. and he concludes with “he’ll probably try to touch the ground and use his quirk.” which is a conclusion that I have to say wasn’t really worth two pages of flashback buildup for, considering that we all figured that out years ago
I’m guessing this is all just some sort of awkward transition back to Deku’s fight now lol
and now we’re getting two pages of exposition on how long it would theoretically take Tomura’s Decay to spread throughout the city, and then the entire country, yikes
damn. talk about stakes
and now finally back to Deku!!
shoutout to everyone who correctly predicted that Deku was once again talking out of his ass when it came to being out of Gearshifts. we all knew. unlimited supply
wow Tomura way to throw AFO under the bus
the way I recall it, AFO wasn’t the one who failed to kill him back then lol. but go ahead and talk your shit king
DEKU WHAT ARE YOU DOING
holy shit?!?!
like my first thought was “well last time he did this he just tried to steal OFA rather than Decay him, so he’ll probably try that again and it’ll be fine.” only to remember that the AFO inside Tomura is currently permanently(?) out to lunch, and Tomura himself doesn’t give two figs about stealing OFA. so, uhhhh >_>
(ETA: nevermind.)
but then this happened
Deku what the actual fuck
OH MY GOD??!?!
HOLY SHIT
okay. okay, fuck. lemme gather up my thoughts, and then we’ll wrap this up
they’ll never admit it, but you know the other OFA Vestiges secretly resented Shino a tiny bit for being the only one of them to not be gruesomely murdered. bet they all feel guilty for thinking that now
Shino and Banjou also seemed to have this cute little pseudo-rivalry thing going on, so I really feel bad for Banjou now. :/ he looks so horrified in that bottom right panel
gotta admit, I did not see this coming in the slightest. OFA has been this immutable “I do what I want!” quirk for so long that I never thought Tomura or AFO would actually succeed in stealing it, even partially. that shook me to my core
BUT, it’s also really exciting to me because it’s going to make this battle much more interesting if Deku can’t use his get out of jail free card. shit just got way more real and I’m here for it
lastly, so! let me tell you guys my prediction. I still can’t see Tomura being the final villain lol. I just can’t. it feels too anticlimactic. if I’m wrong, I’m wrong, and I’ve certainly botched MANY predictions in the past, but I have not yet learned my lesson from any of it and I will not apologize lol
so here’s what I think. Deku and Tomura battle it out for the next chapter or two, and Tomura snatches up more of Deku’s quirks one by one. we see all of the Vestiges disappearing and the mood gets more and more desperate. eventually we’re down to just Kudou and Yoichi. Deku is panicking, but for some reason Kudou seems even MORE panicked
Kudou/Gearshift eventually gets stolen too, and it looks like this might finally be it for Deku (I have no idea how he’d stop Tomura from Decaying the ground once Blackwhip gets stolen, btw, but maybe Katsuki or someone else interferes in desperation towards the end). but just when it looks like Tomura is finally going to take the last piece of OFA, Deku’s vibes suddenly do a 180, stopping Tomura in his tracks
cut to the OFA Moon Gorgeous Meditation Realm, where Deku and Yoichi are staring at the door -- yes, that door -- in shock. because it’s finally been opened (now that the other Vestiges are no longer there to keep it at bay). and just like that, enter AFO, for the THIRD FUCKING TIME :D :D
tl;dr, HERE’S HOW HORCRUX!DEKU CAN STILL HAPPEN!!! wait where are you all going. wait come back
anyway so wow that was a really bizarre chapter that I truly thoroughly enjoyed, which should probably be a bit concerning. on to the next two week break! (for anyone who’s not aware, Shounen Jump will be on break next week, so yeah.) I’m on chapter 391 now. so close but still so far. the end of the year has gone by too damn fast tbh
#bnha 410#bakugou katsuki#all for one#midoriya izuku#shigaraki tomura#one for all#bnha meta#bnha theory#bnha#boku no hero academia#bnha spoilers#mha spoilers#bnha manga spoilers#makeste reads bnha
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more ken hcs, some sfw & some nsfw. (most for female bodied readers)
sfw -
• ken loves listening to you speak. especially after a long day? he just wants you to calm him down by telling him how your day has been & what you did.
• acts of service bf all the way.
• he’ll see you struggling to open something & politely remove it from your hands just to hand it back opened with a light grin on his face.. he loves being helpful to you sm.
• even when you’re with family, he never stops to ask if anyone needs help. he’s gonna occupy himself with work one way or another.
• he loves brushing your hair after showers, before you go out, or even before you style it. he thinks it’s so cute :(
• always has an arm around you or on your thigh, no matter what.
• learns how to remove makeup bc you fall asleep with yours on sometimes..
• def the type of bf to stand in front of you if you’re arguing with someone. like he’ll let you talk as much shit as you want.. from BEHIND him. whole time he’s staring down whoever you’re arguing with.
• takes so many pictures of you. he doesn’t care what you’re doing at all, anything & everything you do is picture-worthy in his eyes. his whole camera roll is made up of you, random pictures of nature he takes, & more you..
• he once told you that you look like a cigarettes after sex song & you bawled your eyes out.
• constantly cancels plans with others to make time for you.. his friends hate him for it but, who cares?!
• quiet in public, chaotic behind closed doors..
• you tell him you like a certain snack or drink once & the next day the fridge/pantry is stocked with it, no doubt.
• gets a kitten because he gets lonely when you’re away he thought it’d make you happy..
• keeps plenty of polaroids of you in his wallet, car, phone case.
• buys anything that reminds himself of you when he’s out running errands & such.
• has abt 3 or more tats of your name idc.
• stops mid video game to text you back.
• puts his hand in your back pocket.
• let’s you do his makeup when you’re bored.
• genuinely asks you to paint his nails, even offers to pay for yours so you can match.
nsfw -
• he’s sosososo gentle with you.
• fav position is missionary bc he adores your pretty face sm.
• ken is AMAZING with his hands..
• you can’t count on two hands how many times he’s made you cum with just his fingers. he knows exactly how to make you feel good.
• i personally think ken sits at a nice 7 inches. like on the dot. not huge or anything. perfectly thick nd everything. he knows how to fucken USE IT. he’s constantly asking how much more you can take..
• bruises your hips & thighs..
• leaves handprints all over you.
• loves loves loves to cum on your belly or your tiddies. he can’t count how many pics he has of you completely fucked out with a load on either body part. he uses them frequently.
• he makes noise, but not too much. most of the time he’s just trying to talk you through your orgasms.
• “i know angel, i know..”
• “doing so good baby, you look so fucken beautiful like this”
• “so deep inside you, i don’t even wanna pull out..”
• chokes you when he feels really really good & forgets his morals just a little bit :3
• bites your neck nd lets blood spill from the wound bc he thinks the shade is beautiful on you.. eventually he’ll lick it up.
• watches it go in n out.. loves to feel the bulge in your tummy.
• when you give him head, he’s always moving your hair out of your face so he can look into your eyes, just for him to push your head down & watch them roll back when you choke.
• when he’s had a long bad day, he gets mean sometimes & makes you beg him to make you feel good.. nd if he doesn’t think you did good enough, he’ll make you watch him jerk off :((((
• won’t even let you get near him either, bc you “don’t deserve to touch him”
• loves to quiet your moans with sloppy wet kisses.
• let’s you sit on his dick & fall asleep while he’s gaming :3
• TIDDIE SUCKERRR LOL.
• sends you nut vids whenever tfk you ask with no hesitation.
the end!
#anime#manga#fanfic#fluff#headcannons#kaneki ken#kaneki x reader#tokyo ghoul#tokyo ghoul re#kaneki#x reader#kaneki smut
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MKAY, SO— allow me to unleash my cum storm—
I was thinkin bout nsfw stuff with our malewife and I think it’s kind of a switch situation?? I can’t imagine him being sub completely, but at the same time he’s not a total top either—
BUT YO—
IMAGINE— JUST IMAGINE JOGO UNDER US?? LIKE, SHIVERING FROM OUR TOUCHES AND EVERYTHIN’?? He’ll probably avoid eye— LOL— contact too ‘cause of embarrassment and that “humans are trash” thing, omg. He totally loves it too I think, but he’ll literally NEVER agree to it…But can you force it out of Jogo by teasing the shit out of his body and stuff? MAYBE— YES EVEN—
AND IF WE’RE TALKIN’ BOUT A TOP JOGO— I— HHNNHHWHDDH— MOTHER OF GOOOOD—
BWAHAHAHA, and what do you think about this?? :3 ( I wanna hear your own headcannons, pookie— )
>:D & So it begins
Sub & Dom Head-cannon’s
Let me start this off- Curse cum is Black in color, deny it all you want but I’d imagine it to fit the aesthetic, it’s black, it’s a thicker texture, stickier, and if you toy with it long enough is like squishing gummies/marshmallows, it’s starts making a web texture and stretch’s and it’s messy in such lewd way 🤭
Jogo’s cum is hot- when he comes inside it’s almost comforting how warm it makes you feel- in the winter this man’s body keeps you warm on this outside and double stuffs you to keep you warm on the inside he’s the whole package 🥰
Man will burn his hand prints and finger prints into you if you beg or give him permission, he’s a curse but since your so dear to him he obviously cares for you and wants to take care of you regardless
Subby Male Wife
(Writing this from 1st Pov 🤭)
Kneeling at the edge of my bed i looked up at Jogo, his distorted expression, eye was forced shut but the tears on his faint lash line were visible, soft grunts through his clenched teeth, i went back down right hand pumping his cock while I played with his cocks small slit. The tip of my tongue rubbing against its head and hearing those strained grunts, i leaned forward taking more of his cock hearing how he started to grunt, i took his right hand in my left squeezing
“Cmon Jogo, one more time and I promise I’ll make you forget everything else and you’ll only feel so good.” I moved to kiss his thighs still pumping his cock, the sounds he made were egging me on getting me more desperate to feel him inside. Looking up at him, hd Barely lifted his head, i got the full view of his flushed face, the purple hue on his cheeks, the saliva shining his lips has he gasped, his hands ripping into my sheets.
“My desperate little boy,” i let go of his cock watching it spring up to smack against his abdomen, he gasped at the feeling hips bucking up trying to follow my hand.
“Y/n,” i smiled as his rough whisper crawling over him, he looked so small and corruptible, “Jogo” i cooed at him straddling his hips, guiding his hot hands against my thighs and up my sides, he moved them down to squeeze my thighs when i slowly started to sink into his cock, i watched his back arch, head forced back into my pillow with a clenched eye and grunting though clenched teeth, his finger tips burning against my skin in a painful way, running my hands up his chest and dragging my nails back down, i started grinding against him feeling his stuttering hips rub against my clit, the hot feeling in my pussy gave away he’d cum from just bottoming out, “cmon Jo, you can do better than that,”
I started to grind on him harder breathing heavier when he started to thrust, i guided his hot fingers to my clit, he rubbed his thumb in circles slowly catching the tip that sent shivers through my body, my orgasm starting to build while i kept bouncing on Jogo’s cock, his fingers leaving burning marks in my thighs as he begged eyes forces shut tears, nails marking my thighs, his hips thrusting to meet my bounces. His gasps sinful and shivering as he swallowed for air chest heaving while i started dragging my nails against his collarbone and chest
“Fuck, Jogo,” i leaned down against him my chest on his kissing him and fucking his cock, he whimpered hands moving up to my hips, pulling back while panting for air i tried to roll us over “Fuck me Jogo, i know you can fuck me good and feel me with your cum, fuck me raw and hard, cum inside me let me cum on your cock,” i grabbed him by the back of the head pulling him down to kiss him again, he started to thrust, slowly, the drag of his cock was amazing hiring every spot, i could feel the veins on his cock rubbing against my pussy spreading my juice all over his abdomen and cock, my thighs were getting sticky and soaked when he started to thrust harder, faster making my bed thud lightly against the wall
“I’m close, damn human,” he grunted, i could feel his body tremble, “shouldn’t feel this way for something so weak.” He grunted when i dug my nails into his shoulders “Don’t get so brave Jogo, your my little virgin, i took your virginity, if you don’t like my pussy that much,” i started to rake my nails down his back and he hissed “i can push you off and make you jerk off like a Sad little boy.” He burried his face in my neck biting down on my shoulder
“Touch me, make me cum first and I’ll let you cum inside, i won’t make you pull out and waste your cum on your hand.”
Instantly i felt Jogo shove his hand between us his feeling up my clit making e gasp and try to grind my clit against his hand “fuck it feels so good jo you’re doing so good don’t stop touching me please.” I could feel his cock twitching more when i started to praise him
It didn’t take long before i was cumming on Jogo’s cock, his hips were stuttering dick twitching and locked my legs around his hips “Cum inside me, cum inside me baby, you deserve it for being so good” i watched as he sat back, pulling my legs up and thrusting roughly causing the bed to rock harder hitting the wall, his cam hissing and with a breathy moan calling “Fuck, y…y/n” he kept panting hands burning their marks into my thighs, i watched when he pulled out the hot hot feeling inside of me, his cum was close to hurting, it was hot and sticky, black in color but made the perfect strands to mark up your pretty cunt and face, sticky hot black cum was slowly forcing it way out around His softening cock. I smiled at him, “Mm, wouldn’t it be cute if gave you a little jogo?”
Instantly I felt how his cock started to twitch again, “Let’s see how many more times you can be good and cum for me.”
Dom King
Head cannon- bc idk how I’m writing this out honestly-
Daddy Jogo- is a menace, he has a strong superiority thing, it sends shivers down you back when he side eyes you almost sneering-
Yes daddy- look down on while you have to look up at me I’ll be on my knees if it pleases you 🧎
Why drives him to dominate you, to prove humans are hardly reliable for anything, to put you in your place and prove you belong under him, really degrading and little bit of choking, marks up your body to prove how weak you are while filling you up cursing you for your human body that can’t take his seed ánd make a kid if you didn’t have such an abusable cursed technique
It’s his pleasure over yours, he makes your to edge and deny your orgasm until the very end, so you squirt all over his abdomen and cock, he calls you a “pathetic disgusting human,” before saying “getting carried away on my cock you made a mess all over me do something useful and clean up this mess.” Has you start licking his cock clean before shoving his cock into your mouth to the point your nose was pressed against his abdomen and you couldn’t help but moan while he used you, truthfully he seems so selfish, demanding and controlling but in the end 😔 Pussy’s never been more satisfied then when it’s been triple stuffed 2/3 different times by Jogo’s Black Hot and sticky seed, it’s a scene to behold when his cum is smeared on your thighs and cunt 🤭
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“Ah, fuck, Jogo please, please please please i wanna cum I’m so close”
Jogo started to thrust harder, his balks slapping against your clit and mound, his hands grabbing your waist tight forcing you back against him with every thrust, his Cock was heavy and hot on your insides a shiver running down your back and eyes rolling when he angels his hips up rubbing against a spongy place deep inside, panting your arms gave out face into the pillow as you moaned out freely thinking your were gonna cum until you felt that addicting burn on your insides, your walls, cunt and thighs burning when Jogo pulled out unloading another round of cum on your body, your thighs and pussy connected to his cock and thighs by the thin strands of cum he’d coated your pussy in hours before, you felt the hot hand burning its way down your back and grabbing the back of your neck, “I’ve told you already, you can cum when i let you, but now you need to remember your place is under me, pleasing me, understanding that your useless unless i give you a purpose.”
You nodded shivering feeling your skin start to burn hotter under his hand eyes rolling back “Yes, yes sir, I’ll be good, I’ll be so good, please keep cumming inside me, I’ll do anything”
Jogo scoffed at your begs “Just proves humans can’t do anything right, so many men” he grinned pumping his cock with his free hand lining the head up to your entrance, “and you only want-“ he shoved in only stopping when his balls were pressed against your cunt, “my cock, if you humans weren’t so pathetic maybe you wouldn’t need a curse’s cock to make you cum, to make you beg and squirt, if a human man could make you scream and stuff you the way I do, you wouldn’t be under me letting me burn my hands into your skin stuffing your pussy with potent cum your just wasting, your pussy’s so tight it’s forcing my seed out and even trying to push my cock out but that’s not going to work.”
Jogo’s hands grabbed your waist, nails bitting your skin when he started to force you against his thrusts, stopping to flip you onto your back thumbing your clit throwing one of your legs over his shoulders spreading you open to his free hand pressed against your tummy then your womb feeling how his cock rubbed your insides, “his cock was twitching when your walls pulsed and clenched around him”
“If your body could take my seed you’d have a purpose, but your so weak, your cursed technique is even worse,” he kept thrusting leaning down to bit your neck teeth grazing and marking every inch of flesh he could bite, suck and burn, he wanted to grand you as his, “I can I can bee good i can give you a baby if you let me cum! Please!” You begins eyes tearing up, he pulled away looking at you before his warm slick tongue licked away your tills he whispered in your ear
“You? Give me a heir?” His teeth grazed below your ear, “Prove to me you can even carry my seed and I’ll swear on my child’s life I’ll give you the best orgasms of your life ever night during your pregnancy. If you can’t, I’ll just keep using you however i want.” You knew it was a lie, he’d never leave you unsatisfied no matter how many hours he edged and denied your orgasms, he always made you scream his name head thrown back digging your nails into his skin legs locked around his hips holding his cock and cum balls deep almost in your womb
“I WILL I PROMISE PELASE PLEASE CUM INSIDE LET ME CUM ON YOUR COCK” begging like a whore you started to hump again his thrusts for more friction before he puleld away pounding into your pussy, the wet slick bodies filled your ears and you moaned out stomach aching from the contraction of your muscles, nails digging into his forearm, thighs twitching and squeezing his waist when his hand smacked your clit before spreading your lips open spitting on your clit and rubbing fast circles with his fingers, his thrusts getting hard the bed started to slam against the wall, bed creaking like he was trying to fuck your womb instead of pussy, his hand on your clit heating up, his cock felt like it was getting hotter on your inside and he came the pressure of his cum pushing up again your cervix and g spot and your lifted your hips off the bed with a gasp and cry squirting shamelessly still trying to fuck yourself on his cock, his thrusts slowed as you started to come down from your orgasm,
“You humans always making a mess of things,” he pulled out grabbing a plug similar to the ones he kept in his ear plugging your cunt up before grabbing your hand pulling you up and to the edge of the bed where he stood, pulling your further your crumbled to your knees face getting smacked by his hard cock, his fist in your hair forcing your face against his cock and wet abdomen, “You should clean up your messes if you don’t want to be punished.”
Licking your juices off his abdomen and cock, sucking the head of his cock after he said you missed a spot and forced you to take only the head in your mouth and jerk the rest of him off, he was getting close and you were to dazed out from your orgasm to register when he folded you in half on the edge of the bed, shoving the head of his cock again your interest after pulling out your plug and letting his last load fill you up warm and full, the thin strands of black cum on your thighs stretched when he spread you open, burying his fingers in your cunt and pushing his spilling cum deeper into you before plugging you back up.
“Let’s see how many more times you get to cum this year.”
You didn’t tell Jogo, but 3 weeks later and keeping your cursed technique active, your reversed curse techniques and having Geto help you out, the fetus in your womb was officially 3 weeks, and here you laid on your bed, shaky thighs spread wide open, hands pressed against Jogo’s head while he sucked on your clit fingers knuckle deep, face covered in the juices of your past 2 orgasms while he was grinding against the bed, his free hand pressed firmly against your stomach in just over 9 months you’d have his child and without a doubt, he’d be filling you up with cum to give him another
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I’m a little dummified but i tried 🥺 I’ll retry if y’all think it can be better 🤍 but Merry Early Christmas and Even Earlier Happy New Years 🥳🎉🎉
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Lust For Life (Robert Renfield x Reader) PART ONE
a/n: since yall liked my headcanons so much, i thought “why not” and decided to write this. after a while (aka like four days), i finally finish this fic wooooo! i hope yall like it!
word count: 1,264
warnings: blood, swearing, renfield is such a bottom lol, fake dating (if you squint )
New Orleans was a place I would not have thought to live in; hot and filled with crime, it's basically a waking nightmare. The worst part is seeing those teens crawling along the walls of the Whole Foods near my home. Their large, garish video cameras; records them as they walk into the building, shouting loudly about what they plan to do there. Honestly, I forget why I moved here in the first place. I had been a retail worker for a year, making ends meet. It was a cold night, and I had just gotten off work when I saw a man walking toward me. His hair was dark against his pale skin, and his suit was filled with holes and rips. His fingers were long and covered in a dark, smooth texture.
"Can I help you?" I ask politely.
It almost looked like he didn’t hear me. The man continues to slowly walk toward me.
"Hi-yes, please help me," he quickly said.
I noticed that the man looked even more different up close. He seemed very chipper but timid. His icy blue eyes felt as if he was looking right through me. He looked great, better than I expected.
"(Y/N), you know this boy?” one of my coworkers yells.
"Um, yeah, I do. This man is my-" I pause, looking at him. "Boyfriend." I spit out.
Suddenly, the man entered my field of vision again. His hair followed above his ears, forming a shaggy comb-over on his head. He looked at me with a curious look in his eyes.
"Really? What’s his name?" he asks suspiciously. I look over at the man, looking for an answer.
I, of course, dodge the question. "Yes, we talk all the time. We’re best friends."
"I wouldn’t say that," the man mumbles in reply.
"Seriously? You call this poor boy your boyfriend, and you can’t even tell me his name." my coworker replied.
"Shut up, Jim." I replied, "I do know his name."
"Don’t you think you should say it then?"
A long pause. "C’mon. Can we not fight in front of your so-called boyfriend?" Jim looked past me, and I could feel the man’s eyes fall toward the ground.
"No, you’re right, Jim. This boy has intrigued me as she did all those months ago. Let me talk to him just a bit longer." I say.
"Aw, fine," he rolls his eyes. As I got closer, I noticed even more stains and holes on his shirt. His shoes seemed like they were too big for his feet. He seemed ancient.
"Listen, man, I am so sorry about that boyfriend thing. My coworker is so nosy sometimes and doesn’t know when to keep things to himself."
He turns around and looks at me. "It's fine; I can find help elsewhere. It’s no worry."
"You don’t get it. I didn’t say I wouldn’t help." I say, letting my bag fall to the ground. "What can I help you with?"
The man’s eyes slowly look at my body. "It is hard to explain-"
"Hit me. I’ve done some fucked-up shit before."
I tried to sound rigid when the “fucked up shit” in question was clean-up blood from a bloody nose I got yesterday.
He nods slowly. "Alright, follow me."
This is fucked. Here I am, following a man I just claimed was my boyfriend mere seconds ago, probably to a murder warehouse where I live out my final moments.
But I can’t help but want it. Wanting that danger and desire in my life. So, I followed him. His hands flex and tense as we walk to an alley a block from my job. Inside, he leads me to a man who appeared dead, covered in his blood. My body reminds me to keep up the edgy girl persona, but that all leave my body the moment; I see the blank expression on the body.
"JESUS CHRIST!" I yelp, covering my eyes.
The man is quick to hush me, covering my mouth. "Hey, it's okay. I didn’t kill this guy. I just found him."
He wipes his hands on his coat and holds my wrists gingerly. I drop my hands, briefly looking at the body again and at the strange man.
"Who are you?-" I ask, my voice shaking.
"Robert Montague Renfield, and everything is going to be fine-"
"THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF FINE ‘BERT!" I scream, my eyes trying to look away.
Renfield is quick to cover my mouth again. I want to scream even louder or maybe try and bite his hand. Nothing could’ve worked, though. We continue to stand like that until my breath slows. Renfield removes his hand, still worrying that I might scream again.
"Hush, you said you’d help. Please…" his eyes went soft, so vulnerable.
I nod my head. This is the scariest moment of my life.
"Okay… fine. I’ll do it." I say, giving in to defeat.
"Also, not that it matters, but it's Robert, not ‘Bert.’"
"That’s what I said, but okay. What do you want me to do?"
Renfield looks at the body and back at me, scanning me. His pupils dilate for a moment, looking at my face.
"You grab your feet. I’ll take the head."
I nod again and pick up my feet, picking up the corpse. People don’t exaggerate: dead weight is the heaviest. Renfield grabs the head by its hair and slowly moves it into the palms of his hands, covering the ears. He jerks his head, ushering me to move with him. I stumble along with him to what I assume is his car. Starting with the hair, we shove him into the trunk. Renfield takes one final look and closes the door.
"Thank you for helping me… I’m sorry I completely forgot to ask your name." Renfield lets out a long sigh. "It's been a long night."
I giggle. "It's fine, really. It's (Y/N)."
"(Y/N)..." he repeats. "What a beautiful name."
"Well, it's no Renfield." I laugh.
Renfield extends his hand to me. I look at it puzzlingly. I believe he wants me to shake his hand.
Suddenly, his eyes go wide. I look down to see that I’m sparkling under the moonlight. My body glitters as if I was a diamond.
"It's body glitter… like Twilight. Y’know sparkly vampires… Edward Cullen."
"Oh." Robert places his extended hand over his chest. "I thought you were really oily or something. I get what you mean."
"No, but I’ve always wanted to meet a vampire." I picture a strong and kind-hearted vampire man covered in blood. I wanted to meet a vampire and fall in love with a vampire.
"Well… I know a guy. I mean- he’s my boss, but I don’t think he’d mind." Robert mumbles.
My eyes go wide. Yes, finally! I will have time to live out my own Louis from Interview with a Vampire moment. Maybe I’ll become a vampire. That would rule!
"Yes, I think it’d be cool to meet him… if he’s available."
Renfield eyes me for a second, "Okay, do you want to drive, or shall I?"
"I’ll drive. It's alright. Now, gimme those car keys."
As he tosses me his car keys, I take note of what he has. A small, white cat keychain hangs off what looks to be an apartment key. Taking a closer look, I notice that if I move the keychain, the cat’s eyes look in my direction. Before getting too distracted, I hop in the car and turn on the engine, slowly backing out of the parking space.
#renfield#renfield 2023#nicholas hoult#the great hulu#renfield spoilers#renfield x reader#nicholas hoult x reader
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Good morning! could u do kazuichi nsfw alphabet :) gn or fem reader plsss and pref top reader have a nice day :D
OH THANK FUCK I FINALLY GOT A REQUEST
I was getting so bored waiting on one 😭
Uh anyway Tysm to this anon
AND HOLY SHIT I HAVE RSV. I AHVE A BABY VIRUS. A BABY VIRUS. SOBBING
Anyway my bad for ranting
Kazuichi souda x GN!Reader
CW- nsfw shit that’s it idk what to put here anymore 😭🤛🏻
Currently listening- Dumb Dick
A-Aftercare
Bro…Kaz would give so many kisses and praise the SHIT out of you. But if you degraded him he would need praise cuz let’s be honest he would think it’s true and probs cry
Also he’ll probably struggle to know what you want and ask 2663825372 questions. PLEASE shower with him after he wants it. Do it. You know you want to
B-Body part
Him- his muscles 💀
I forget he’s muscular sometimes it’s genuinely so weird to think abt. But PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SQUEEZE HIS BICEPS he loves it sm.
You- let’s be honest. The titties if u have em if not you chest in general
That whole vicinity is just chefs kiss to him If you have tits he will put his hands up ur shirt and squeeze them while cuddling and he’d probs calm them his “best friends” 💀
C- Cum
The first time he came as a kid he probably got scared cuz he didn’t know what it was and called his dad and was like “HELPPP” 😭. Ok I’m sorry for bullying him
His cum is probably sweet with a salty aftertaste if that makes sense and he cums a small amount so uh savor it while you can 😘
D-Dirty secret
Bro has so many pics of you naked in his camera roll he also records your moans/whimpers while y’all fuck tbh
AND HE SAVES EVERY VIDEO OF YOU HE CAN FIND he will become a professional stalker the second y’all become intimate or start dating
E-Experience
Unpopular opinion but I think he has a decent amount of experience like— not with women with the men AND HE WILL STILL DENY TAHT HE IS BISEXUAL “no I only did it because I was bored” AHHAHAHSHSHSJSHSJ
F-Favorite position
Please ride him. Please. Do it
OR SUCK HIM OFF IN THE SHOWER SUDHEHDHDBDJHE
“D-darlin-A-ah!”
STOP I CANT BRWTAHE
G- Goof Off
Depends what mood he’s in like sometimes he’ll be chillin laid back not caring how he acts and sometimes he’ll be stressed and just want to love you n shit
H- Hair
Def dyed his pubes pink LMAO
but there’s little to nonexistent hair
J-Jack off
Always thinks of you when it happens cuz he’s too embarrassed to ask for your help (poor baby)
L- Location
Anywhere anytime you ask he provides 💀
He prefers the bed to shower tho tbh
M-Motivation
Anything you do lol
But specifically seeing ur thighs, ass, or seeing you change or the thought of you showering like you being naked he has a urge to come in there with you tbh
N-Nuhuh
No hurting you bedsides a lil biting and maybe spanking. He also doesn’t wanna degrade you like he loves you and has no reason to think otherwise. Also other than overstim and biting he doesn’t wanna be hurt like bro 😔
O- Oral
Giver 💪🏻
Bro…the only time he will EVER overstim u is during oral like 😍 he loves your taste he can’t help it
When receiving he will buck his hips squirm whimper and cry tbh like out of happiness like it feels so good he can’t help it
P- Pace
Slow and steady wins the race
Bro will edge himself he doesn’t wanna go fast n hurt you to rush for it to be over he lovessss making love to you
Q- Quickies
“NOT HAPPENING!” -kazuichi souda
R-Risk
YES bro if your ok with it he will do it
He loves having public sex sm
S-Stamina
As long as you want him to go he will go
Wanna go for 5 hours? Ok bet he may not have much stamina that’s why he loves riding or cowgirl
T-Toy
Nope nada nee
HE wants to pleasure YOU not some toy
U-Unfair
No he would never but when you tease him he gets so shocked like jaw dropped to the floor but he loves it it’s like OSNHECSHSGHEHBRHEJHEH
V-Volume
WHIMPER-ER
Bro when he does moan he will moan so loudly too like are you trying to get the neighbors to call the cops on us??
W- Wild card
He gets jealous of gundham and pulls you aside to fuck the shit out of you like one of the only times he ever told you is when he’s jealous
X-X-Ray
I watched a video on yt that gives headcannon dog their dick size and tbh it seems kind of accurate his was 5 inches which I think it would maybe like that or 6 inch anywhere between 5-6 inches tbh (6inch= 15.24 centimeters 5inch= 12.7 centimeters for my non American people)
Y-Yearning
He’s horny 24/7/365 ok shut up
Z-ZZZZZZZ
He will be tired but try to stay awake to eat drink take a shower and then he’s out 😘
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our love is god [ethan landry x reader] pt. 10
read part 9 here || all parts
pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader
warnings: slight violence, blood, murderous fantasies, and obsessive behavior
a/n: that awkward moment when you go to college and forget how to write fic. lol <3. here you go, im getting back into it so just a short chapter.
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Dear Diary,
FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK!
How the hell could I let this happen? What the fuck?
How does fighting with your best friend turn into triple homicide? How does getting a boyfriend make you an accomplice? A few weeks ago I was a girl with a crush, and now my teen angst bullshit has a body count.
I didn’t sleep last night. Ethan dragged me out of the house into his car. I was shaking the whole time. It didn’t feel real. We were speeding back to my house, swinging wildly around corners, and I remembered the way Mindy’s sliced throat bubbled with blood. I threw up all over myself and the passenger seat of Ethan’s car. That only scared me more. I thought he’d pull over and kill me right then, he seemed so manic, but he only glanced over and laughed. Fucking laughed.
That wasn’t even the sickest thing, though. He finally got to my house and I went to get out of the car, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back so hard I thought he’d dislocate it. He didn’t say anything, but his expression was so terrifying I got the message: don’t say shit.
My parents barely noticed when I came home. They didn’t even realize I’d been out. Typical. My boyfriend killed the only people who cared if I lived or died. Except him, of course.
The sick thing is that I can’t forget that sweet, shy boy from the cafeteria. Whenever I see him it’s like I shut down. Like a deer in headlights. I’ve got no control over myself when I’m with Ethan. He brought me to his place, again. Just showed up in his car. I thought it was better to do what he wanted.
Thank god no school tomorrow.
Y/N
As soon as I close my diary, I feel a familiar presence behind my shoulders. I tense as he wraps his arms around my neck.
“Relax, Y/N,” Ethan says. “It’s like you saw a ghost.”
I’m still scared shitless by him, but his comment makes me so mad that I push him off and rise from the living-room couch. “What the fuck, Ethan?”
His mouth widens into a toothy grin. “A little dark humor, sorry. Just trying to lighten your mood.”
I don’t give him the satisfaction of a response. He rolls his eyes and flops onto the couch. “So, who’s next? Should we kill Anika? Could be another suicide thing– not much to live for after your girlfriend and her brother and his kinda-girlfriend bite it. Or maybe Sam? She’s the reason you were even at Tara’s place that morning, after all.”
My blood runs cold. I open my mouth to say something, but the door slams. “Jesus, kids, you’re sure making a lot of fucking noise.”
Ethan’s dad waltzes in, smiling ear to ear. His shirt is partially unbuttoned and his hair and tie are askew. Sergeant Bailey smells like cigars, and I wrinkle my nose before I can stop myself.
Ethan rolls his eyes. “Celebrating, dad?”
The sarge pretends not to notice Ethan’s tone. “As a matter of fact, yes. We investigated and intercepted a pretty high-level bomb threat today. The captain took us out to celebrate. Still an asshole, though. I should be doing his job.”
“Bomb threat?”
“Yeah. A gnarly one, too. Some office building in the east of town. They put a Norwegian in the boiler room and a bunch of thermals upstairs that were gonna be set off after. Luckily the bomb squad got there before the clock reached zero. The captain…”
He keeps chattering about the details of his day and his “fucking idiot” of a boss, but it all fades out when Ethan gets that look in his eye again. I know this one: it’s the same look from the funeral. His eyes are stony. He’s forming a plan.
I can’t be in this house any more. I feel myself run out the door, and I almost make it to the street before a tight grip fastens itself around my waist. I kick and yell but to no avail. Ethan tightens his grip around me and kisses me, muffling my screams. I’m so claustrophobic, I can hardly breathe.
As he deepens this kiss, I do the only thing I can think of: I bite his lip, hard. He yelps and lets me go, and we both fall back onto the grass. He brings his hand down from his mouth, and I can see a trickle of blood on his fingers. “Cute, Y/N. Very fucking cute.”
“Leave me alone. We’re done. Whatever this thing is, it’s over.”
He grins, and there’s blood in his teeth. “You can’t bring them back. You’ve got to know that.”
I feel hot tears welling up. “I’m not trying to bring back anything, you psycho, except maybe myself.”
His face hardens. “I love you, Y/N. I love you a whole fucking lot. I’ve made that pretty clear. And you know what I can do. To anyone. For you. To you. So you’ll be back.”
His threat makes my head spin. I scramble back towards the road. For a second, I think he’s going to follow me, but he makes no move to get up.
When I hit cement, I turn on my heels and run. The sting of the wind burns my tear-tracked cheeks, but I don’t stop or slow until I’m safely upstairs in my bedroom with the door locked.
Dear Diary,
Am I going to homecoming, or hell?
taglist: @miawastakens dm or reply to be added!
#scream 6#ethan landry#ethan landry fanfiction#scream 2023#ethan landry x reader#ethan landry x y/n#heathers#heathers au#jack champion
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Hiiii how are you?? Good i hope!! I haven't seen your posts in awhile <33
Crazy au idea: Spider is happy. He leads a full and fulfilling life on Pandora, follows the traditions and cultures of the Na'vi without having to carry his father's crimes and he does all of it as a human :)) (humans never come back btw) he's just a happy lil guy.
Ofc i will not write Spider being too happy, he's my angsty, gutwrenching, sad and mildly horrifying little boy but I would love to see him happy <33
(On an actual note - 100% exploring the idea of Spider becoming a Na'vi, just not an avatar of a recom but a third, secret, worse thing. Also spreading recom spider propaganda. Imagine they rip out his memories and stuff him in an avatar body, keeping his human body hostage and forcing him to become a soldier for the RDA. Imagine the Sullies finding him and not knowing how, but that boy is familiar. Dressses in RDA clothing with eyebrows and small fangs and 5 fingers, but walks, talks and acts so Na'vi that his appearance could easily be looked over. He shoots an arrow like it's second nature to him, he prays to Eywa like he's been doing it his whole life. Who is this strange recom and how is he so extremely Na'vi?)
Hi!!! I'm good, I was just busy and away for a while. I would never forget you all.
I ADORE just simple happy slice of life fics. I could read them literally all day forever. I'm reading that really long Avengers fic rn where everything is just going right, they're healing everyone's trauma, and just sticking it to all the villains in showy ways. God, it's so satisfying. Please. That's kind of why I love my little ideas in the humans never come back au. I want to constantly think about how great and healthy their lives are, or how great things are going and they're healing in Spider Sully lol. That is my absolute favorite kind of fic. It's like a slowburn life.
And that idea is fucked up. If he has Spider's memories though, he'd be Spider, and if not he's just a recom body. What makes the recoms recoms is the memories, I think. I am obsessed with the idea of them making Spider an avatar and letting him return to the Na'vi but keeping his human body hostage. It's so fucked, and I saw so many people mention it back when the movie came out I am shocked I've never seen a good fic of it.
Every night they don't know where he'll go back to, when he might get his link broken. Is he okay there? They want him to stay where they know he's safe and healthy in front of them, but the longer he stays in the avatar, the more his human body deteriorates. LIKE IMAGINE IT. Yes this is Spider Sully, but I'm on my aocorro or rocorro shit. They don't know what Spider looks like as a human. Falling for him in his Avatar while he's going through this, and then when they find his human body when it's at it's worst? Fucked. The potential is boundless.
#i'll shed a tear#i've been thinking about people meeting spider in his avatar and forming a relationship with him and not knowing him in human form#there's something there#miles spider socorro#spider socorro#spider sully#aocorro#rocorro#ao'nung#rotxo#avatar#avatar the way of water#james cameron avatar#melissa's asks#melissa on avatar (cameron)
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I Bet You Think About Me
Summary: You were previously in a relationship with Steve Harrington and you’re hearing the news that he’s engaged to Nancy.
Warnings/Tags: Cursing|Smoking|Implied Sex|
A/N: I know my blog is mostly for Eddie content but every time I hear this song, I think about Steve for some reason so I had to write lol. I hope you like it. -Bird
Based on: I Bet You Think About Me - Taylor Swift
3 a.m. and I'm still awake, I'll bet you're just fine
Fast asleep in your city that's better than mine
And the girl in your bed has a fine pedigree
And I'll bet your friends tell you she's better than me
I can not fucking believe you, Steve Harrington. I don’t think you even care that Tommy and Carol have been bullying me about you. They’re showing me stupid pictures of her ring that you claim you saved up for months. On a Family Video worker's salary? Give me a break. Your daddy probably was ecstatic that you were back with Nancy and paid it in full. I’m surprised everyone believes your bullshit.
Especially Nancy… That cute little A+ goody two shoes. Even when she left you for that weirdo Jonathan, you were still under her spell. You probably didn’t tell her that when you found out that they were official, you were in my bed crying. I was there to comfort you. I was such a fool to give you as much as I did, but damn I couldn’t help it.
You were so intoxicating, Harrington. Your stupid hair that fell perfectly in brown swoops on top of your head. Your chiseled brows that framed those gorgeous brown eyes. Your smile that made me melt, especially when it was wrapped around my cigarettes as you smoked out of my car window. I bet Nancy doesn’t let you smoke around her. She probably thinks it’s a disgusting habit. That priss.
Well, I tried to fit in with your upper-crust circles
Yeah, they let me sit in back when we were in love
Oh, they sit around talkin' 'bout the meaning of life
And the book that just saved 'em that I hadn't heard of
But now that we're done and it's over
I bet you couldn't believe
When you realized I'm harder to forget, than I was to leave
I tried my hardest to be as good as Nancy. I came to every single party, family gathering, and after-school hangout I could. But you and I knew that I stood out like a sore thumb. You had brand new clothes from Gap every single time I saw you. I wore hand-me-down dresses from my mom. I didn’t know how to apply makeup for shit, but you said I looked beautiful just the way I was. What a load of shit Steve.
But you know what they say, you can't help who you fall for
And you and I fell like an early spring snow
But reality crept in, you said we're too different
You laughed at my dreams, rolled your eyes at my jokes
Mr. Superior-Thinkin'
Do you have all the space that you need?
I don't have to be your shrink to know that you'll never be happy
I will never get over the day you called it quits. You gave me that whole “It’s not you, it’s me” speech. What did you expect me to do Steve? Say I understand? Say “Hey it’s okay, we can still be friends”? No you asshole. It’s not okay. You made me fall in love with you.
I knew I loved you that day you snuck up into my room. Our voices were soft and hushed because my parents were sleeping in the other room. You played my favorite song on my radio and held me in your arms. We swayed to the beat and stared into each other's eyes. You told me you loved me and you kissed me until we were on the floor, exploring my body. I just let you have it because I thought I could trust you.
block it all out
The voices so loud sayin', "Why did you let her go?"
Does it make you feel sad
That the love that you're lookin' for
Is the love that you had?
I hope Nancy gives you everything I never could. I hope she gives you those six kids and the perfect housewife personality you always wanted me to have. You’ll never get to know if we’d be good in a forever home. You guys are doomed to be exactly the same as Ted and Karen Wheeler.
Now you're out in the world, searchin' for your soul
Scared not to be hip, scared to get old
Chasing make-believe status, last time you felt free
Was when none of that shit mattered 'cause you were with me
#steve harrington#nancy wheeler#stranger things fanfic#stranger things#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington imagine#stancy#stancy x reader
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but the waves (oh the waves)
Pairing: Jaskier x Reader
Warnings: none
Words: 1.6K
Request: I have a request for Jaskier. Idk how to fully describe what I’m thinking but like kissing him in like the water. You both some how end you in a body of water and then the tension builds to the smooch
A/N: Writing this really reminded me of that scene in season two where Jaskier’s washing the blood off his shirt in the river and I got carried away w/ that lol i hope you enjoy it !!!
You stood at a riverbed near where Geralt and Jaskier were set up, washing splotches of blood off the sleeve of the shirt in your hands – the shirt you’d been wearing earlier. One of Jaskier’s bloodied shirts sat nearby, discarded on a rock a few feet behind you. With a sigh, you continued to scrub at the shirt, thinking back on the moments earlier that led to this.
You and Jaskier walked through the forest, wandering off from where Geralt was, taking a detour to take in the sights of whatever location you had ended up in. Jaskier spotted a path off to the side, and there was no way you would let him go off and explore on his own. The two of you strolled down the path, finding yourself deeper in the forest until a distant rustling made you freeze in your tracks. Casting a glance to Jaskier, who was also frozen in place, he gave you a terrified look. Slowly, you brought a finger to your lips, carefully stepping off the path into the shrubbery to follow the sound.
What you didn’t expect, however, was something to lunge out onto the path, nearly knocking you over in its haste to get away.
“Shit!” You cursed, grabbing a low tree branch to keep your balance.
The creature – whatever it was – had overgrown fur and sharp claws, a bit bigger than most dogs. It stopped in front of Jaskier, panicked, growling up at him.
Before you could warn Jaskier from any sudden movements, he crouched down in his attempt to soothe it. Like any frightened animal, it only got more scared, swiping its claw and slashing Jaskier in the side, backing away towards the bushes you stood in.
You jumped forward, momentarily forgetting the creature once you saw the blood pooling onto Jaskier’s shirt. It growled once more, reaching up as you crouched down to Jaskier’s level, its sharp claw slicing into your arm. While it wasn’t the deepest cut in the world, you could feel the blood dripping down your arm immediately.
“Oh fuck.” Jaskier groaned, lightly putting a hand over his wound.
Distantly, you heard the animal run off in the direction it came from.
“You alright?” You asked, trying to gauge how bad Jaskier’s wound was from what you could see.
“What even was that thing? Why is everything out to get me?” He whined, pouting.
One thing about Jaskier was he complained more about his injuries when they were less fatal. Based on his tone, you gathered he was relatively fine, so you helped him stand, keeping an arm on him while you two made your way back to Geralt to get looked at.
The whole way back, Jaskier is talking your ear off, complaining about the hole in his shirt and the blood stains covering it. It keeps you calm, knowing he at least has the energy to monologue about his woes.
Upon arriving back, Geralt took one look at the two of you and sprung into action. Jaskier had insisted on you getting cleaned up first, so once your arm was wrapped up, you threw on a clean shirt and grabbed the two bloody shirts to head down towards the riverbed a couple minutes away from the camp.
As you stood ankle-deep in the water washing the shirt in your hands, you hear faint footsteps behind you, too clumsy to be a bandit, and you were too far from any town for it to be anyone passing by.
“Let me help.” Jaskier’s voice makes you smile, and you don’t turn around as you speak.
“It’s quite alright, Jaskier.”
Still, he wades into the water with you, stepping carefully so he doesn’t slip on the mossy rocks. He was wearing a new shirt as well, the thin fabric hiding the wraps around his side.
He reaches for the shirt you’re holding, his hand barely brushing yours as he takes it from you.
“You should be resting your arm, anyway.” There was a gentle tone in his voice that you hadn’t heard before, making you stare up at him in surprise as he worked on washing the blood out of your shirt.
“It’s not that bad.” You finally say. Truly it wasn’t. You weren’t sure if it was the adrenaline or if it really was just a small cut, but it was only a dull sting by now.
Jaskier hums in response, not looking up.
You stood there for a moment before reaching for his bloodied shirt that you’d tossed aside earlier. Once you start cleaning it off, you make a mental note to stitch the shirts back up when you have the time.
“How’s your side?” You ask, glancing up at him.
You’re stuck for a moment, realizing how wonderful he looked. The sun was shining through the trees, bouncing off the water and casting you two in a warm glow. It almost felt as if you two were in another world where nothing could hurt you. You tried not to stare, but the way his eyes shone, rivaling the river’s soft blue, was entirely distracting.
“It’s alright, doesn’t really hurt. What about your arm?” His eyes cast down to where your own injury was.
“It doesn’t really hurt.” You insisted, giving him a smile.
The two of you were silent for a moment, the only sound being the wind whistling between the leaves and the birds chirping in the trees.
“Look!” Jaskier’s voice made you snap your head up, his smile bringing one to your own face. He held up your shirt, now free of any blood. “Good as new!”
“Thank you, Jaskier.” You nodded, going back to the shirt in your hands.
“Although, it would need some patching up…” He commented. You looked up to see the hole in the sleeve he was fiddling with, a frown on his face.
“I can get to it later tonight – yours too.” You held up his still-bloodied shirt, poking your hand through the gaping hole in the fabric.
“You don’t have to,” You almost laughed, but when you saw the gentle look in Jaskier’s eyes you stopped. The expression on his face was unreadable, and there was a seriosity to him that you rarely saw. He discarded your shirt, hanging it over a low tree branch to dry.
“I want to.” He insisted quietly.
You could practically feel the tension in the air, seeing Jaskier’s eyes dip down to your lips before making eye contact once again.
“I was worried about you, you know.” He said, watching you scrub at the shirt in your hands.
“It was only a scratch, Jaskier.” You try to brush off the worry in his voice, but he continues to speak.
“That didn’t make it any less scary. Whatever that thing was could’ve done much more damage and I wouldn’t be able to help and you would’ve gotten hurt-” He took a breath, gathering his thoughts. “I worry every time you’re in danger.”
You stay silent, letting Jaskier say whatever he needs to say.
“I mean, you’re very capable, you know, it’s not because you’re not capable!” He quickly assures you. “I just…”
A moment of silence passes between the two of you that feels like an eternity.
“I just don’t want to lose you.” Jaskier finally says.
You don’t say anything, staring down at the shirt in your hands to avoid his gaze, unaware of the growing anxiety building in Jaskier’s chest.
“I know.” You mutter, still not looking at him. “I couldn’t bear to lose you either.”
Inspecting the shirt in your hands, you notice the blood was successfully washed out. Setting it beside your shirt on the tree branch, you turn back to Jaskier, surprised by the longing in his eyes. Suddenly, he grinned, a lopsided smile that lit up his face, attempting to step closer to you.
Unfortunately, he didn’t anticipate how slippery the moss had gotten on the rocks.
With a yelp, he fell forward, trying not to lose his balance. You jumped, reaching out to catch him, pulling him closer to you as he steadied his feet.
“You alright?” You couldn’t help but laugh, keeping your hands on him to make sure he wouldn’t fall again.
He didn’t respond, fixated on how close your faces were to each other.
“…Jaskier?”
Still, he said nothing, eyes cast down, staring at your lips. Your breath hitched when he leaned closer, stopping mere inches away from your face.
“May I?”
You nodded, heart leaping into your throat when Jaskier closed the gap between you. He reached his hand up, gently cupping your cheek. His other hand found your waist, pulling you impossibly closer. You brought your hand up, resting it on the nape of his neck.
Every bit of longing the both of you had built up over traveling together finally came to a head.
It certainly wasn’t what you were expecting when you woke up that morning, but no part of you was complaining as Jaskier held you close to him as if you were the most precious treasure in the world.
And in his, you were.
Reluctantly, you pulled away for air, resting your forehead against his.
“What was that about?” You asked quietly, unable to wipe the smile off your face.
“Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time,” Jaskier whispered, sighing with relief.
Your smile widened, if at all possible, and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“We should get back to Geralt before he thinks we’ve drowned.” He mutters, reluctance evident in his voice.
With a nod, you pull away, your hand finding his as you made your way back to Geralt with your freshly cleaned shirts in tow.
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Hi. Boom. Here's long assorted sleep deprived thoughts I'm gonna be face palming at later about my current KH3 impressions.
Finished Olympus, Corona, now I'm on Toy Box.
PUNTING DONALD INTO ORBIT. And low key, Goofy, too. Like, on one hand, they're just Some Guys and also cartoon characters that make me giggle every cutscene they're in and they just try to lighten the mood or whatever. On the other hand, narratively, NOBODY is getting off Sora's case oh my god. Like, they've teased him before but it feels much more frequent and pointed this game towards the things Sora is insecure about. "Haha, you know Sora, our forgetful, stupid, careless, rash, powerless, weak, codependent idiot! We love him. <3" (exaggerated for comedy but they really don't stop with the punches and it's so uncalled for lol) And he either takes it or lightly goes "hey..." half the time. Donald keeps talking shit, Goofy just lets it happen and whenever there's actually disputes where Sora sasses back a 'lil then he steps in and it gives off vibes of "now don't make your mother angry." They're questionable guardian figures. Rehoming Sora to Supportive Dad Mickey Mouse real quick out of saltiness. That said, Goofy kind of laying a steadying hand on Sora on the Trinity Sled and when he was upset about Eugene's "death" in Corona is sweet.
The face of someone doing completely well who says "I can take it" twice in a row just to prove how well he's doing:
Bestie. You're fifteen years old and running around in a world where tripping acid on identity issues, amnesia, and listening to vague monologues from strange predatory darkness men is another Tuesday.
Sora keeps spacing out and giving thousand yard stares especially throughout this game, and when Ienzo told him "yeah, your heart's not entirely yours!" And Sora just stared blankly at the phone like "figures." I just laughed, lol. He's just constantly pivoting between being occupied by and amazed by the Wonder™ of the world/absorbed by the hype of meeting new people and the Horrors™ presented by the constant tumult of foreign emotions and memories running through his little head, clearly to such a degree that it's no surprise to be told that there's whole fuckin people within him. Teenage experience, honestly. Love coming of age narratives that are just crazy fucking magic bs manifesting in dissociation central. What a guy.
I was in tears laughing when Sora was hearing voices in Twilight Town and thought Hayner and co. were those same voices for a sec and very enthusiastically, as though to prove himself went: "See?? :DDD Voices!" SORA, HONEY.
In other news of AAA-
Way to the Dawn just fucking broke? Why was everyone so calm? Am I missing something? Riku's like "aha gives me an excuse to skill up and get a better one-" child, I am gripping you by the shoulders. This blade is manifested as an extension of your heart, they don't just BREAK. Should I be concerned about the integrity of your soul, brother?
THE SCENE WITH KAIRI AND LEA/AXEL WAS SO SWEET, I WANT MORE OF THEM. NEED MORE OF THEM, ACTUALLY. When Kairi was like ":3 hehe I'm gonna beat your ass in the ring," and when he started CRYING because he caught a glimpse of Xion in her. 😭 Her letter to Sora was so fucking sad I am heartbroken how she becomes more alienated from her friends as time goes on. She went from sending the letter as a waypoint in KH2, like "please come back, here I am" to "you know where I am, but I'm still here talking to myself anyway." I. 👏 NEED. 👏 CLOSURE. 👏 Preferably for Kairi with both Sora and Riku, but they'll probably do just Sora but I dunno I don't want to get my hopes up or down. I just... I dunno, even if things aren't necessarily the same with all of them, I'd just like there to be something affirming where they stand because like even though the care they have for each other is obviously there, you can see it with all three of them in KH1 and KH2 (drives me up the walls bonkers when Riku shielded her with his body and Sora caught her when they were flashbanged), it's also like that feeling of a dwindling group chat kind of scenario. "That's right, no more waiting for you to come back from your adventures..." Props to VA that line was delivered so laden with hollowness. I hold Kairi in hands. Devastated.
THE FOCUS ON SAVING ROXAS HAS ME EXCITED. THAT IS ALL. I WAS YELLING AT SCREEN FOR FOREVER LIKE "USE A REPLICA" and then Riku finally was like "🤔✨...Replica?" And I went and mentally hoisted him onto my shoulders for a little "hip hip hooray" because the dots are connecting with the characters, fellas. I might see at least one of my peoples, soon.
Riku's VA just sounds like he's given up for this game and it's killing me, lol. Voice direction just hasn't been in his favor so far.
Mickey Mouse and Riku bonding time in hell. Riku's like "wow, mouse dad, I feel less riddled with self doubt these days. It's pretty nice to feel like a go-getter, haha, wonder why tho?" And Mickey Mouse is like... "Well... 🏳️🌈...! :D" Riku goes: "🤔... 🏳️🌈👍." strength to protect what matters And then that's that. Back to reconnaissance mission for lost veteran. Cinematic perfection.
Sora is still a certified Disney princess, if anyone's curious. He got his dance number in for this game, and he had birds gently circle around him and land on his finger.
Marluxia: "Ah yes, we finally reunite." Sora: "who"
I still can't tell if anyone has debriefed Sora, Donald, and Goofy about what happened in Castle Oblivion yet in any way. I'm wondering why they're (writers) playing that particular plot line so close to their chest.
Adorable how well Sora and Rapunzel got along. While Sora is a friend to all and shit it's really sweet seeing how he still seems to have bonds where he personally clicks with some characters more than others. And all for good reasons- like matching with his traits. I imagine him, Rapunzel, Ariel, and Hercules get brunch at the Bistro now, and no one can take this from me. Also Hercules is such a Sora hypeman, cheering him on even when he's getting crushed by a building. He passes the vibe check 100%.
I manifested my gag attack concept from my BBS post halfway into being and I'm so happy about it, lol. Thank you Hercules from hit movie Hercules for swinging Sora around in a circle like a broadsword in your special attack. I think more people should use him as a broadsword for enrichment reasons.
THEY CUT OUT THE SNUGGLY DUCKLING FROM TANGLED. SO MUCH POTENTIAL HAS BEEN LOST FROM CANON. I WILL NEVER RECOVER.
"how do I get power of waking when it didn't work the normal way Hercules," "idk Sora maybe you've got to be in love like I am," "well shit. guess I should get me some of that love superpower. Oh btw how come happily married Mickey Mouse and my best friend Riku are the only dudes that have the power of waking I'm confused," "...idk Sora" "okay, bye herc" (can you see my sleep deprivation leaking yet, I'm connecting the dots though, I promise, trust my methods 🤣)
IT TOOK ME 7 TRIES TO CRACK A FUCKING EGG. Remy Ratatouille looks at me like a disappointed father
Weaponized amusement park ride powers are so badass actually. I love the teacups and wish I could inflict them on my enemies, too.
Sora now has GUN. "Shooting" Star, indeed.
Sora and Rapunzel splashing in da water. 💦🥰 So cute.
WHY DID THEY PUT THEIR WHOLE ASS INTO THE FAKE VIDEO GAME TRAILER IT LOOKED SO SICK. I was so confused though I saw the dude and was like... Riku?? Wtf you're HD, my guy! Wait, you've got heterochromia and are chasing after a girl, mistook you for someone else, my bad.
There is a dog on my gummi ship roof and he will stay there until I finish the game.
Twilight Town is gorgeous and I now know the answer for "if I could pick a video game place to live" that's not just Stardew or Pokemon or something.
"I can't computer so... do that." Me too, Sora. Helping him learn his phone by having him take a ton of pictures, though. I'd like to imagine he sends them to his buddies or is excited to show them later or something. That would be so <3
The Kingdom Hearts social media posts are so funny to me for some reason btw. You get surreal shit like Riku pain-posting "I wonder if I'm the reason Ansem looks the way he does :/" and. The sideway frown just sent me. No, I can't explain why. Just comedy gold. "Mfw when possession :/" "sometimes I think about when my friend was in a coma for a year :/" "y'know I wonder what my family felt when my home was overcome with darkness because of me. Did it hurt? Were they afraid? Well they're back now but I wonder that sometimes. :/"
Maleficent is me trying to track down Luxu and shake him for answers. I don't even care if it's bad she finds it, I need to know what's in the damn box.
Buzz Lightyear going "this plot sounds ridiculous and absurd. Of course you're acting like this is normal, pitiful JRPG character." Sora: ":'D"
GET IN THE ROBOT, SORA.
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CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW
—j. knoxville
chapter 2. (SERIES + social media AU + crackfic)
ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 𓂂 ﾟ𓈒 ݁ .
The sun escaped from the sides of the blinds that protected your window and fell ever so softly into your face as if it was waking you up personally. Your eyes fluttered open and your body started up again as you tried to get up. Your whole body ached as normal, but this time there was a different feeling accompanying it. It was the same feeling you got when you had something… new. A new idea for a book, outfit, art piece, or even so simple as a song. It fell heavy onto your heart and it reminded you of your actions last night. You couldn’t decide if you were stupid or naive. Stupid to actually think that you had a chance at reconnecting with your lost friend, or naive for the same reason.
You picked up your phone and looked through your notifications as usual. Though you were surprised to be met with messages.
rydunn so its on the 14th
rydunn nd i’ll send u the adress later
system notification you have been added to JACKASSES
rydunn srry they made me
worldofbam did u rlly know johnny as a kid
callmesteveo r u hit
callmesteveo hot*
partyboypontius i cackled
englanddave block them n run while you still can @usern6me
callmesteveo i’m hurt. offended, even.
The conversation went on through the notifications as you scrolled. Honestly you’d never think you’d end up acquaintances with such people. They were the type—in your point of view—of people who always seemed cool and funny, but you’d feel too awkward to go to up and hear your embarrassing voice manage to ask them if you could hang out.
You spaced out because of this chain of thoughts and were brought back to earth by a buzz from your phone. It was Ryan. He’d sent you the address. Now this meant that you were really in it. No turning back. You were really emphasizing everything, it wasn’t that big of a deal looking back on it. But at that time and moment the only thing on your mind was the anxiety of Pj being upset at your presence.
Your first instinct was to call your friend. She always was there to listen, if not to give good advice.
ring.
ring.
ri-
“hello?”
“babe i think i fucked up. like hugely this time.”
She listened to every word you had to say and as soon as the silence set into the air, she burst out laughing. “You-you…. Oh my god…. This is great!!” she struggled to get out through giggles. “Shut up..” you retort. “Nono really, this is fantastic! I’ve been tortured all these years by not getting closure to the story. Kind of like a fanfic where it hasn’t been updated since 5 years ago!” she reasons. You let out a gut laugh. “Imagine how i feel.” you roll your eyes, forgetting she couldn’t see it. The call went on for another hour or so, you couldn’t really tell.
After a minute to process, you decided to actually go. Officially. No turning back, no making up a pathetic excuse, no nothing. But with the decision, came the realization that time is moving rather quickly towards the day that you dread so much. Thank god you had you had just started on your new album before moving again. The appointments for recording and lyric-writing helped take your mind off of Pj.
editors note: this shit is so short srry lol
#jackass#ryan dunn#bam margera#johnny knoxville#chris pontius#steve o#<3#fanfic#jackass x reader#johnny knoxville x reader#fame dr#fame dr fanfic
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How do you think Speedwagon would have reacted to Giorno? On one hand, there's that whole mess with Dio, but on the other... Giorno acts so much like Jonathan sometimes. He even has Hamon-like powers
I love to think Speedwagon might have seen himself in Giorno too. They'd probably be friends!
(Also I replied to your ask a while back, I hope you saw it!)
I'm gonna clarify this first since it's gonna play a role in my answer but, despite the fandom often considering Giorno as "Jonathan's son too", in reality and canonly, Giorno is Dio's son. Araki has confirmed this in some interviews, and also every canon Giorno bio also specifies that he is Dio's son (he is biologically a Joestar since Jonathan's body was "used" merely as an instrument, and also officially/legally because Dio became a Joestar when he was legally adopted by George I in PB).
With that established, I feel like Giorno and Speedwagon would get along incredibly well! Speedwagon would be SHOCKED at first because, well, it was thanks to Dio surviving again and stealing Jonathan's corpse that Giorno eventually came to exist. He would be very wary at first too due to Giorno being Dio's son and all the potential implications of that (I mean, the Brando family isn't precisely known for being friendly and kind). Sooner than later though, Spw's acute nose would tell him that, unlike Dio and his rancid vibes, Giorno seems to be a good kid. Once he learns about his background, the fact that Dio """"surprisingly"""" never was part of his life, Gio's relationship (or lack thereof) with his mother, and etc, I feel like Speedwagon would come to feel sympathy for the kid and, like you said, he'd come to see himself in him to some extent. I headcanon that Speedwagon was orphaned as a child, so he definitely knows the pain and suffering that comes as a result of missing one or both parental figures, being thrown into the world on your own and having to grow up quicker than most and having to fend for yourself from such a tender age. It is also implied that he went through several bad experiences with people from upper classes, loathing them to the point where he doesn't mind cutting a bitch down to shreds for something as "simple" as setting foot in his territory and etc, so its safe to assume that different forms of abuse have been a constant in some points of his life, similar in some way to what Giorno had to face since he was a child as well from his neglectful mother and step-father, feeling like he was all alone and no one to look after him.
Then there's also the fact that both have resorted to crime as a result of their less than fortunate backgrounds and also their approach to that as well. Survival of the fittest is one of the best ways you can describe what living in Ogre Street is like, and it was kind of a similar scenario for Giorno despite the latter growing up in a less hostile environment in general. Giorno and him both seem protective of those who they hold dear, showing a deep sense of gratitude towards those who selflessly help them and, eventually, using their acquired power to ensure the wellbeing of others, usually their loved ones. They are also both very determined guys, hard working, coming across as friendly/amicable if you're on good terms with them but having this "no shit taking" policy that they stick closely to, ready to throw hands if they have to.
And lets not forget that Speedwagon would definitely remind Giorno of a very special certain someone....
Not only because of their general looks and appearance, but also in some aspects of their personality, traits and flaws, the fact that they're both some gang lords and etc.
I really feel like the connection would be almost immediate (once they get past the "shocked" stage), not forced, and 100% organic. They would get along really well, and I can see Speedwagon going fucking bonkers once he sees what Golden Experience can do (and I can't help but think it would be a similar case with Jonathan lol), if he somehow manages to see stands as, sadly, only stand users can see stands, but heeeeeeey, it's a bizarre universe so, who knows? Maybe they can find a way?? There's the stand arrow after all...
@untitledfredd8
#jjba#giorno giovanna#speedwagon#vento aureo#phantom blood#jonathan joestar#mentioned only but stilllll#dio brando#thank you so much for the ask!!!#I honestly love this kind of asks#cause they give me a reason to infodump and go on and on about all this stuff >:D#also thanks for the heads up on the other ask!!#my activity page is almost always a mess so i sometimes miss stuff there#i will go look at it right away!!#untitledfredd8#idk if it counts as such but...#character analysis#character analysis: speedwagon#character analysis: giorno#meta
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Laois Dungeonmeshi!
GAHHHHHHHH oh holy smokes ok i have been getting ready for this all my life alrgiht i want to be as brief as possible bc if i start to real rant ill never finish
favorite thing about them: puppy sunshine attitude on natural moments, when he needs to change he will do so, sometimes (or maybe even always) he fails at it since he cant read social cues correctly, i adore his social skills epic fail, like i love your autism
least favorite thing about them: idk maybeee ummmm idk nothing i think
favorite line: im going to have to list them
they let me milk a minotaur
i wanted to be born as a quadrupedal monster, too!
at least let me count her nipples!
why am i the only person with a blindfold on..?
im being insulted in a language i dont undersand! and it sounds really nasty!
thats...! so lame.
Just being long-limbed isnt a talent
brOTP: Namari and Laius, they are very fun to see interact with each other, they seem to have a very clear opening on how one likes something a lot like an hyperfixation, Laius appreaciates Namaris knowledge of weapons and such and Namari can appreciate Laius interest for monsters like a tad strange thing but she seems to come around it, in the background panneling of the first-ish chapters and maybe even later on when namari is shown as a flashback, it can be seen that they might have been the second ones to spend more time togheter (Namari and Chilchuck being first, not including Marcille and Falin bc they are basically stuck togheter like glue), oh shit also also the adventurers bible has a few comics where namari and laius are drinking togheter and shes helping him with some shit issues and then they also speak on body hair shit lmfao omggggg fuck my life whatever uuughh i am so normal about them, i do really like them in liek aaaa ummm i say brotp bc i feel like they are very silent of romantic emotion but i also dont want to say everything is platonic lol, they bros in the way straight men that have gay sex are you feel me like that picture of two men almost kissing and it says this is how straight men hang out.
OTP: Laius and Kabru, liek omggg at first i was like they are toxic as hell but just someting so hillyius about them lmfao idk the chad (Kabru) has a love hate situation with the Nerd (Laius) and the nerd doesnt want teh chad? hillaryus idgaf keep chasing that piece of meat though.
nOTP: Laius and Marcille ☹ guhhhhh omg they are besties and Marcille has been so clear on not wanting anything with laius romantically so its liek guhhhhhhh i dont even know what to add here
random headcanon: i said liek 50 million times in the past his favorite food would be cheesecake bc he loves dairy but that is canon now so i want to add that Flan is also his second favorite annnnndddd uhhhh i have so much shit to addd here but i dont have it on my thoguhts rn bc i am Star Trekpilled so i am forgetting my own written lore but like my friends on the server once said
unpopular opinion: i dont like when peopel paint him as a kid or as an idiot because of the autism shit, like he is very much aware of other stuff, saying he doesnt even know what sex is did you forgot when he joked about the crabs inside those treasure shit (i forgot the proper name lmfao) saying if you saw their bottoms ud know their gender and he had a smirk on his face and Chilchuck got pissed off about it or when he found out the armors had sex while holding hands or when the Marcille succubi showed up he knew itd be fucked up if everyone else knew come the fuck on he knows what the hell is up, we need to sexualize autism okay and this doesnt go only there though btw liek stop making him dumber he knows what is up idk how to word it correctly but yeah he cant caught up on social cues but its not a whole umbrella of him being a dumbass
song i associate with them: woah i think its hilarryus that as one of my favorite characters i havent made him a playlist but i feel like hes just. so , so unmusical, like that before mentioned adventurers bible chapter where he says i cant sing or dance i was like yup i am ppretty sure you cant, he doenst seem to have a rhythim LMFAO id say anything that is related to medieval music thats what reminds me of him
favorite picture of them: hi
i hate having to choose only one picture but i love blushing and i love eating so this one
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TW cw, cals burned, stats, bmi, Ed mention, mental health, ramblings, long ass post, and ugly mugshot
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Hi it’s me 👋 all Shea-buttery. I hope everyone’s doing better than I am..
It’s 11:19, got home from cycling 18miles again along greenway. Cw is 54kg on the dot. 60cal x 18 = 1,080cal burned again, but I think it’s more since I was cycling nonstop for two hours unlike my journey to work.
Did not fast yesterday :,-( was going so well but I think because I slept the whole day it was difficult to sleep afterwards and I had the pizza and ice cream hubby had brought home 😞 felt so shit afterwards. It’s so shit I can’t purge, neither physically or otherwise (physically because I hate the sensation of vomiting, it’s not for me. Otherwise because of my husband, he wouldn’t put up with that shit).
I wonder would drinking a shit ton of coffee help after a binge?
Hubby has said that if this continues, this obsession about loosing weight, he doesn’t know how long we will last together. He’s worried that I will never be happy with myself, and he doesn’t know how long he can handle it. I’m so comfortable taking about my problems to him I don’t realise when I’m doing it and how it’s affecting him 😟 definitely need to journal and draw I need a way to vent. And I guess vent more on here instead of to hubby, to give him a break he deserves one.
he is honestly the one who’s been keeping me from kms, he’s the voice of reason, he’s the Angel on my shoulder, telling me I’m loved and I’m perfect the way I am and I am cared for and I need to stop bullying myself. He keeps me sane when I get really paranoid, doesn’t matter what other ppl think, even if they think badly of you doesn’t effect you, you’re getting in with your life. Live your life to your own standards, not someone else’s. Great advice that I never ever take 👍🏽
Yesterday we realised the voice in my head is the voice of my mother, and he told me the only way to end this is to confront her, he’s told me this before but I just CANNOT. Just the thought of it makes me wanna hide under the bed. Yes, like a child.
it’s her voice that tells me I’m too fat, that I have no self control, that I need to finish everything on my plate but oh my god I have cellulite we need to do something about this, never mind that I’m seven years old. I’m too lazy too stupid too inconsiderate, I don’t have a good memory I forget everything, I loose everything, I don’t appreciate the value of money, of things, I don’t appreciate what others do for me. I am selfish, greedy, I will never make it in the outside world, I will never make it on my own. Look at your friends, look at your cousins, they’ve done so much with their lives, and how slim they are! What’s wrong with your legs? Why are they so fat? You need to exercise more. Your arms are good, but the rest of your body… you’re not going to eat?! But I cooked it FOR you!! You can’t waste food! I raised you, I gave up my life for you. I’m telling you now don’t have kids. What the hell are you wearing?? What the hell are drawing?? You’re crazy!! You’re a monster!!
you know what mum just let me be a fucking monster then. And leave me the fuck alone.
lemme just jot down my stats and goals again because I let myself go. I need to get back on track.
also scary thing although cycling is my fav exercise I can see the muscles I’m gaining on my thighs and I’m just like 💀 I mean I wouldn’t mind having shapely legs but if they end up quite big I’m gonna have to give up cycling.. plus muscle weighs more than fat so is cycling a good way to do this anyway? Am I gonna at least reach my first gw?
height: 163cm (5’4)
Hw: 70kg (154.3lbs)
lw: 52kg (114.6lbs)
gw1: 49kg (108lbs)
Gw2: 47kg (103.6lbs)
Ugw: 45kg (99.2lbs)
revised ugw???: 40kg (88.1lbs)
current bmi:
Ughhhhhh
I can’t wait to see that needle drop
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“Are you scared of me?” He laughed after a while. I shook my head but my tears couldn’t be stopped. Finally I managed to form a whole sentence.
“How long have you been standing there?” I asked and tried my best to face him.
“Longer than you’d like. Or me, for that matter.” He frowned. “Will you stop crying?”
“No.” I replied. What an ass. “Leave me alone…”
I sniffled.
“I’m way too sober for this shit.” He says.
Rage overcomes me. This butthead was really getting into my skin. Why he couldn’t just leave me alone?
“Oh well my apologies your Highness. I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to cry. Freedom is still a thing in this country after all.”
“I’m just tired of… forget it.” He seems to stop mid thought and I I try to compose myself with too little success. Suddenly he hits my head. Twice. “Are you there?”
“Physically, yes." I reply "And I’m about to call my lawyer on you for physical assault.”
He laughs.
“I’d like to see how that goes. But let’s say it’s... plausible. What did I do?”
“What do you mean?” I ask staring at him incredulous. Is he insane?
“You’re calling your lawyer. Physical assault you say. Do you have proof?” He smirks. I’m about to hit him. I swear this guy… but I look around. There’s a camera in the corner of the lift. “Bravo! Now, are you sure it works?”
Tears fall again from my eyes. I’m tired, frustrated and he doesn’t stop bothering me.
“Don’t look at me like you want to rip my head off. I might call my lawyer on you.” He’s mocking me. Great. But there’s something on his eyes that challenges me.
“Sorry.” I said. He sighs. Seems disappointed by my reaction, or the lack of it. So I add: “That’s just how my face works when an ass like you hits me on the head. Twice. With no reason to justify such behavior.”
“Look there hon,” he starts showing me his hands, trying to make the amendments now uh? “murder wasn’t on today’s agenda.”
I blink. Two… no three times before hearing my voice replying.
“Murder, I? What are you… I don’t want to murder you. And what do you mean with today’s agenda?” Suddenly I remember Trent checking on Elle’s body. "Oh god." I killed her… “Are you an assassin? Because otherwise I don’t think it should be on anyone’s agenda…”
I need to shut the fuck up. But my mind is jumbled and I’m still processing everything… and then he… I’m too scared to say anything coherent right now.
“It’s on mine. Just until further notice.” He smiles. But something on my face makes him frown again. “Are you even listening?”
Shit! He’s totally serious about it.
“Sorry. Yes, of course. It just takes me a while to process so much crap at once.”
“You’re one insult away from starting a war, small lady.” He said.
“I’m trying my best to stay polite, but it’d be easier for me to do so if you stopped behaving like a bully.” I say. He winced.
“You’re right again. But if you keep being this blunt no one will like you. Ever.”
“What makes you think I want to be liked?” The nerve of this guy, seriously. God, I sound like Elle now…
Suddenly the doors open and he steps out.
“Goodbye wifey.” Says with a smirk on his lips. His eyes are glimmering. He’s totally mocking me, what for I will know.
Notes: Don't expect this to be ready anytime soon lol
I'm still working on it tbh. But I wanted to share it with you as a Valentine gift. It's part of my collection called DDOE. (FYI: Vampiric Obsession is also part of that Collection)
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