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tojjist · 8 months

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telling your fwb that you're going on a date w some of my favs!

includes: Itoshi Rin, Fushiguro Toji, Jing Yuan, gojo (seperate, not in order)

summary: you tell him you're going out on a date to see his reaction. includes fem! reader insert. slightly suggestive - honestly borderline smut, some possessiveness, one mention of cheating but it's a joke

note: characters n reader have mutual feelings, mostly acknowledged. i'm thinking of making this a series so drop your fav characters please! minors, blank and ageless blogs dni

↳ITOSHI RIN

his initial reaction was to just roll his eyes at you.

"you're not funny. who would even go out with you?"

by now you're used to rin being an asshole. he's got a smart mouth and he knows what to say to get on your nerves. so you keep it to a simple, "not you, apparently," to shut him up.

and it does, for only a few minutes.

"why am I only hearing about this now?"

it's ironic how suddenly he's so in your business, unhappy with how you didn't tell him beforehand. rin tries so hard to keep himself in check, not giving you the reaction you wanted. but it devastated him; on his bed, in nothing but a pretty bra and a pair of panties, talking about some other man?

no, rin was not having it at all.

you almost snicker when he says you shouldn't be going out with 'other guys' because you two were having sex. but his argument quickly dies down when you remind him of the first rule he set when you started your nightly- and sometimes daily- sessions: "we're not exclusive"

he thinks of pushing you down the bed, getting his hands all over that pretty body of yours. you won't resist, that he's sure of, but he can't risk seeming desperate, especially not in front of you. that's pathetic.

he mumbles a few things along the lines of 'whatever' and 'let him fuck you with his micropenis'.

but rin is petty, he really is. at least when it comes to you. so he quickly turns to the silent treatment - as if he wasn't mostly silent. he wouldn't text you or respond to your calls for two whole days, which is more reaction than you would have liked. a lot more.

until you were out with some girl friends and you receive a notification.

Rin [2:34 pm]: how was the date.?

once you tell him it was a joke, and how he took your bait like a fish, it's safe to say he was less than pleased. the first thing he does is to invite you over. and as absurd as it is, he tells you to go to his place that very minute. which you don't mind too much.

rin made sure to remind you that no matter who you run to, he'll always be the only one who can please you so good. he's the only one who knows exactly how make you quiver and cry in little time. afterall, your pussy has long since been molded to remember him. aching for him every minute you wake and every second you sleep.

rin made sure you know your place. under him. no other man.

↳ SATORU GOJO

gojo knows he's lucky, he really does. no woman took him the way you do. no woman understood him the way you do. no woman excited him the way you do, in all ways a man could be excited.

so when you tell him that? it's safe to say gojo was about to burst.

of course he is. you're his girl, whether you like it or not - which you do. you can't just go to another sleazy man when you have the strongest himself wrapped around your finger. that's unfair. and your reason? because you wanted to settle? heck, he'll 'settle' for you. he just needed some more time. can't you give him that at least?

"oh? with who?" "he's not a sorcerer, i don't think you know him."

first of all, why would you assume he doesn't know anyone who isn't a sorcerer? that's rude. although he doesn't, it's still rude. and why would you even go out with a non-sorcerer? what could be so special about him that gojo can't offer?

but gojo can't let you go. call it what you want, he's not planning on letting go.

he's not a jealous man. he's the strongest, he has everything a man could want. jealousy is a feeling he's yet to meet. but now it burns in him. although gojo's eyes were ice blue, now they're burning. and the hottest fires always burn blue.

as if second instinct, he's quick to pull you onto his lap, earning a yelp and a wide-eyed look. it's enough to know he's getting what he wants. his fingers reach for that clothed, soft spot between your legs. his long fingers begin to move, slow and steady, making your hips moves softly to the rhythm he's created, begging for more fritction.

his lips ghost against your ears, not exactly touching the sensitive skin but touching it all the same.

"i don't think i know him, no. but i'll make sure you forget him. you don't need a guy like that."

↳FUSHIGURO TOJI

he stared at you for a few seconds, his gaze unreadable. toji is no fool, and he won't play your little game. especially not by your rules. toji is not bound by law, jujutsu, physical limit, or society. he won't let you mess around. not when he's so desperate to see you, albeit afraid of the commitment. not when he left his entire life, slowly becoming the perfect man so he could give you everything.

"what a silly joke. you know i'm not that dumb, don't you?"

he knows he's right when you stop for a fraction of a second, trying to contain your pretty smile. you deny, telling him that you're completely serious. you wanted a relationship, and you wanted to finally be able to be at 'peace'.

"oh really?" he quirks a brow, a look of clear amusement on his face. "that's too bad, i don't think women who cheat can find peace."

"it's just a single date, toji. i'm not cheating on him." "not yet," he flips you around so you're laying right under his bulk form. you giggle, and it confirms his suspicions further. you were just testing him. good, he'll make sure this stays just a joke.

"hmm? are you jealous, toji?" "of who?" he's quick. he's smart. and he won't let you mess around like that without getting something in return. he leans in, close to your neck. one of his hands find your waist, softly caressing the skin with calloused fingers. "we both know who you'll actually be with tonight."

↳JING YUAN

the general was in love with you. absolutely, utterly, completely in love. he couldn't admit it, not to you or to himself. but as your nights with him turned from one while you're drunk to more than he could possibly count, you infatuated him. you invaded him, corrupting his thoughts and time and feelings.

yuan wasn't sure if he was right for you, although he knew you were right for him. he didn't want to jump into a relationship he was unsure could last. yuan didn't think he could give you what you want, and you sure as hell wouldn't back down from what you deserve. that's why he admired you so much. you weren't easy. you won't allow him to bend you to his liking. you were a challenge he enjoyed.

"hmm? who's the lucky gentleman?"

jealousy was obvious, clear as day. disdain dripped from his usually sweet words. yuan was not taking the news too well, and it shows despite his soft smile.

"kaoru," you say a name he doesn't know. "do you know him?"

"i don't recall someone with such a name," he confessed, his eyes narrowing in thought. he tries but he doesn't know anyone wit that name. "is he good looking?"

you smile a little at his reaction, pleased with the jealousy he's showing. "i don't know. he's not my type, but i'm exploring options."

"what am i then? an option?" you almost snicker at the amount of petty in his question. he wants to confirm his worth, make sure that he's above comparison to you.

"don't be cruel, yuan," you give him the satisfaction of an answer. "it's not like that."

yuan tries to convince you to stay, kissing all over your neck just how you like it, reminding you who you're with and how you need not find another man because it is yuan you belong with. before he knows it it's heated, and he finds himself craving you more than ever.

"i want you," he whispers, one hand tangled in your hair and breath ragged.

"i'm yours to take, yuan."

usually, that's enough for him. but jealousy thrums in him and he pushes a little of you, his expression dark but it's not lust this time. "you're not," he breathes. his eyes study your feverish eyes. "you're going out with another man."

your eyes widen, you were so lost in him you forgot.

"shut up," you pull him towards you, mouths meeting in a lewd kiss. "it was a joke. "

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rewh0re · 7 months

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OMG WE'RE MATCHING!!

-headcanons of items that you'd match with each other hehe, very fluffy lol, short short short, this is my way of saying that I'd love to match with my babies. REBLOGS + INTERACTIONS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!

-pairings : reo, chigiri, isagi, rin x reader (separate)

╰►REO :

He'd definitely be the type to get a pair of matching rings. They're expensive too, probably from Tiffany and co. or some big brand like that. Reo would buy these gorgeous pair of diamond rings for couples which would make your eyes almost pop out of their sockets. You would chastise him for getting such an expensive item too but all he would say is that it's a sign of commitment. He'd get so confused when you would tell him that you can't wear it daily.

"What? Why?" Reo would ask, a tinge of hurt taking over him filling you with immense sadness.

"Baby these are expensive. I don't wanna lose them by mistake or have someone steal them," you would hold his hand in reassurance.

He'd find a way for that too. The very next day he gets two thin silver chains for the rings. That way you can wear it and have the ring on you daily without losing it!

╰► CHIGIRI :

I think you guys probably saw this coming but Chigiri would definitely get like these hair ties or scrunchies. He'd buy these sets of 2 and would give you one while the other stays with him. You bet he'd always wear the hair tie or scrunchie on his wrist without fail. He would never take it off and if he ever sees you without it, he'd probably frown a little bit asking where the hair tie was. You would also trade them. He would take yours and you would take his whenever you felt like it and he was always open to it. He probably doesn't like sharing his hair items but when it comes to you taking his hair tie, he'd gladly give it to you and take yours too. Oh he would also try out hairstyles on you and tie your hair with his gift. So sweet.

╰► ISAGI :

Isagi is a bracelet guy. He had bought this simple bracelet with an infinity charm for the both of you before joining blue lock as a parting gift. He would never take it off and neither would you because it was the only reminder you both had of each other. Coming out of blue lock, his popularity hit a surge. His strength as a footballer increased ten folds, he changed a lot overall. However, what still remained was the bracelet he'd got for the two of you. Seeing the little accessory, you knew he had and always would be your Isagi. Later, when he's even more popular, on covers of magazines as a star football player and a lot richer than he was years ago, he gets a more luxe bracelet. Don't get me wrong, he still wears the little infinity charm one but he gets the pair of you, two new golden bracelets with little embellishments of precious gems as you both are settling down. So now both of your wrists have not one but two bracelets as a sign of forever!

╰►RIN :

In his case, you would be the one getting something. Probably like a set of matching t-shirts, and I am talking about those t-shirts that had ‘I LOVE MY S/O’ or ‘IF FOUND PLEASE RETURN TO THEM’ ‘I AM THEM’ printed on them in bold. You had the most mischievous grin plastered on your face as he opened the packaging to find two absolutely hideous choices of garments (he would frame it like that, not me). However with a bit of whining and a little bit of bringing out your inner theatrics would finally lead him to wear the t-shirts. He would mostly wear it at home whenever you would wear your one. However, recent paparazzi pictures of him showed him wearing that specific t-shirt paired with some jeans and shades, a cup of coffee in his hand. When it reached you through the power of the internet, it sent you hollering. There were memes being posted every second and you lost no opportunity to troll your boyfriend. Rin would be so embarrassed but hey as long as you were entertained right?

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dfortrafalgar · 8 days

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I'm Losing You... (But We're Filling the Cracks)

Having a family isn't always as easy as fairy tales make it seem. But sometimes, you just need a little bit of love... and a little bit of science.

Warnings: read chapter 1 for warnings.

Chapter 25

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The shock did not go away. If anything, it packed its bags and moved into your home.

You stood in front of the mirror in your bathroom dressed in only your bra and underwear. Law stood behind you, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. The air in the room was stifling as you gazed at the bump that had already started showing in your belly.

You had an approximate due date. May 22nd.

You were officially, according to your implantation date and calculations done by Robin, on your ninth week of pregnancy. Your hCG levels in each blood test had increased as expected, and your babies had heartbeats.

Your babies. Plural.

Your symptoms were exacerbated by the fact that you had not one, but two embryos inside you. Breast tenderness, backaches, nausea, dizziness, the whole nine yards.

Though, if you were being fair to yourself, your dizziness could easily have been a side effect of being labeled as ‘extremely high risk.’ Due to your history, and now due to being pregnant with multiples, you were given strict instructions to be much more present at your doctor’s office. You were given prenatal vitamins to begin taking daily every single morning. You were given foods to avoid in order to lower your risk of developing gestational diabetes. You were also given foods more encouraged to eat. Raise your blood iron. Raise your sodium, but not too much. Eat an increase of around 1000 calories a day to support the growth of two placentas and two babies. Watch out for spotting, bleeding, pelvic pain, irregular bowel movements. Watch out for headaches and weight gain or discolored urine, you might die. Keep an eye on your mental health, what stresses you, stresses the babies. But mostly, be excited!

Yeah, right.

Your hand traced the small bump in your belly.

“You know…” you began, making Law perk his head up to listen to you. “I always thought that seeing a baby bump would be the most exciting moment of my life… but I’ve never been more scared. Ever.”

Law approached you from behind, wrapping his hands around your bare waist and resting his chin on the crown of your head. His scent enveloped you like a blanket, instantly warming your skin and calming your heightened nerves. One of his hands traveled down the skin of your abdomen, resting on top of where yours lay above your uterus.

“I can’t lie to you… I am, too,” he added, his voice heavy with thought.

“Am I a bad person for not being excited?” you asked, your voice surprisingly stable despite the racing heart in your chest. “I mean, I am excited. So far their hearts are still beating… but…”

“You’re not a bad person at all,” replied your husband, planting a kiss to the back of your head. “It’s perfectly rational that you feel scared.”

“Terrified…” you clarified for the both of you. “I feel terrified.”

You and Law made eye contact in the mirror. The way he had his arms wrapped around you reminded you of a security blanket given to trauma victims in an ambulance. The thought made a wry smile break out onto your lips, making your husband cock an eyebrow.

“What’s got you smiling all of a sudden?” he asked with a slight upward turn to the corner of his mouth.

You mustered out a dry chuckle. “You’re my trauma victim security blanket.”

The randomness of your sentence made Law’s shoulders bounce slightly as he laughed, holding you closer to him. “I know it’s really hard for you to do so, but I think we should both try as hard as we can to think positively. It’ll probably be healthier for you.”

You looked up at him, a smirk dancing over your face. “That sounds crazy coming from you.”

You yelped in surprise as Law scooped you into his arms and carried you to your shared bedroom before plopping you down on your mattress, him sprawling out beside you. “What was that for?”

“So you wouldn’t stress yourself out in the mirror,” he replied, his voice hoarse yet tender as he stared at you from his pillow. “I’m being serious, though. I know the stakes are high, but there’s gotta be things we can think about to prevent you from getting stressed.”

You turned your body to lay on your back, lacing your hand with his as you stared at your ceiling. “Any examples?”

Law hummed in thought, glancing around the room. His eyes landed on your framed, signed Sora poster. The frame had a very small crack in it from being moved out of your sophomore year dorm room, but the poster inside was still in perfect condition. “Think about our kids watching Sora. Maybe we can dress them up as Sora and Stealth Black for Halloween.”

The tender thought almost immediately made you smile. Your mind flooded with even more thoughts of Law as a dad, tailoring Halloween costumes for his kids and making them feel perfect. Your thoughts of Law with one baby had now evolved into thoughts of him with two, rocking two armfuls of swaddled infants to sleep, kissing their little foreheads, pushing them in a double stroller. Your eyes began to well with tears which you quickly blinked away, choosing instead to push yourself up and roll over, hooking one of your legs in between Law’s and laying across his chest. His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist, tracing invisible patterns into the skin of your back.

“I get really happy thinking about you as a dad,” you sighed. “You’re gonna be so amazing.”

Law chuckled, his chest rumbling. “That’s the kind of positivity I’m talking about.”

You giggled. “I mean it, though. Remember before we got married and you said you were so scared to have kids one day? Because you didn’t want them to go through what we had?”

His face fell slightly, recalling the memory. He was still in the middle of his residency program, and you were jumping job to job with random, unstable freelance gigs. It wasn’t the instability of your lives that made him weary, however. Rather, it was the looming anxiety that everything good in Law’s life would someday be snatched away from him. And that had happened to you, twice.

But when he stepped back and thought about the broader picture, it got easier for him to see clearly. How you put up with his shitty attitude when you first met. How quickly you opened yourself up to him, exposing your deepest fears and troubles and being patient with him when he struggled to reveal his own worries to you. How you told him you loved him after only five months, terrified that you were going to scare him off, and all he could do in response was give you the most awkward, inexperienced kiss you had probably ever received. And you stayed by his side even when it took him almost a full year to say those three little words back.

You brushed your fingers along Law’s cheek, tracing the soft hair of his sideburns before hooking around his head and burying into the fluffy black wisps behind his ear. You pressed a smattering of kisses across his jaw and cheekbones, over his nose and finally on his lips. “When I think about positive things, I think of you.”

Law’s lips broke into a wide smile, the kind of smile he only ever showed you. The kind of smile that wrinkled the skin around his eyes and revealed the single small dimple he had on his right cheek.

A sudden ringing from his phone on the bedside table startled the two of you out of your lovestruck daze. With a grumble, he reached over and grabbed the device, you rolling off of him and sitting criss-cross on your side of the bed. He tapped the answer button and pressed the phone to his ear. You could just barely make out the words spoken on the other end. After a brief goodbye, Law hung up the call and uttered a heavy sigh before standing up and grabbing his uniform coat.

“Emergency surgery?” you asked. You were only slightly disappointed with the interruption of your intimate moment, but it was nothing you weren’t already used to.

He nodded with a frown before walking back over to you and stealing a quick kiss from your lips. “Patient just came into the ED with a STEMI. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“Don’t worry about me, go save the world,” you said with a smile. He tossed you a somber grin as he stepped into his shoes, grabbed his work bag, and booked it out the door. Living two minutes away from the hospital by car definitely had its perks.

You were surrounded by silence in your apartment when the front door was closed behind your husband. With a sigh, you stood from the bed and paced toward Law’s wardrobe, opening the bottom drawer and pulling out one of his old sweatshirts. It had a custom design on the front of it, one that he also had tattooed on his back. His living situation after he lost his biological family wasn’t ideal, but the little ways he held onto the memory of his adoptive father always brought a smile to your face. You pulled the hoodie over you, taking off your bra underneath it and throwing it onto the end of your mattress, tiredly rubbing your sore breasts underneath the soft cotton of his shirt. You turned around to face the rest of your bedroom.

The pregnancy journal that you barely started writing in was placed on top of Law’s desk. With a deep breath, you grabbed the book, a pen, and a roll of white-out tape and proceeded to your couch in the living room.

You smiled at the sight of Bepo, stomach completely upward facing and paws outstretched as he snoozed away on his dog bed. You had a feeling Bepo was going to be an absolutely incredible big brother.

You leaned against a pillow rested along the arm of the couch and propped up your knees to place the book on your thighs. You finally mustered up your anxieties and opened the cover.

“Nothing but positivity,” you muttered to yourself. You uncapped the pen and started writing.

#x reader #reader insert #fem reader #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece x reader #op x reader #trafalgar d water law x reader #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar law #i'm losing you

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gentlebeardsbarngrill · 3 months

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01/28/2024 Daily Crew Recap

TLDR; Hoist The Ads Charity Donations; Campaign Status Updates; Hunt For the Pirate Home Watch Party; General Morale; Past Renewal Campaign Comparisons; Cast & Crew Sightings; Upcoming Events: Pets for Pirates Jan 29; Love Notes; Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika

=Hoist The Ads Updates =

Looks like the voting is done, and the results are in! @gingerlyvibing was kind enough to break down how much is going where. Just a reminder-- you all made this happen! Everything over the $10K it cost to get the billboard is going to help out these awesome charities! Links to threads: Tumblr / Twitter

Funnily enough, apparently one of the trucks still has the ads on it

== How To Help ==

How To Help Save OFMD Task List - US

How to Help Save OFMD Task List - Outside US

I'm helping some folks over on FB get similar/ the same updates right now, if anyone would like to help give me feedback I'd appreciate it, please just PM me! I have a couple ideas and I want to run them by folks.

== Status Updates ==

Good news! Wb is still having trouble recovering, as it should. Thanks @btweenhisteeth on twitter

==Petition Status==

Over 82K -- going slow, but still ticking up! Takes time all, especially since we're focused on the networks right now. Don't give up!

== Hunt For The Pirate Home Watch Party ==

Had some great turn out all over the world today for the Hunt For the Wilder People watch party. Thank you again to @dandeebakes for getting those coordinated!

Saw some great trends during it, and a lot of people having fun. If you haven't actually seen the movie, I highly recommend it, it's incredibly good!

==General Morale==

So despite things being fairly quiet today, the general vibe from folks has been that we're just in a holding pattern and we're just gonna keep clowning and polite menacing until we hear more word.

== Other Cancelled Series Comparisons ==

Something cool that I saw more of today was several groups doing comparisons with other cancelled TV Shows. Thank you to @OFMDCrew for these stats on twitter.

After they were posted, I did hear conflicting feelings on these (some felt it helped raise their mood, some felt it made it worse). So I wanted to point out a few things:

1. We've done a hell of a lot in 3 weeks (and signatures were our priority for most of the first two weeks, but once David Jenkins lit the beacon 8 days ago, we changed our focus). 2. We had a leadership change mid-all of this with Renew As A Crew. 3. Oh and there's other stuff in the world going on (Palestine) 4. As @saltpepperbeard says in their post "David only posted his "call to arms" just a little over a week ago. Eight days ago." So much has changed and we've STILL accomplished so much in that time too.

We are kicking ass, we really are, I promise you!

Across Twitter / IG / and Tumblr, several people have mentioned they feel like something's "in the air". That's totally a second hand "I have a feeling" thing but as you probably remember, quite a few of us had that as a bad feeling the morning before the show got cancelled. Now, if you're not into that kinda thing-- I would like to mention, that could just be because this crew is so fucking awesome, and that's why the vibe is so good-- because we're leaning on each other and take care of each other. Also when lovely people like @saltpepperbeard (as referenced above) write lovely responses to asks that can always help too. This post made ME feel better, I recommend giving it a read for a little perspective :)

= Cast & Crew Sightings =

1. The weekend is still pretty scarce as usual. Our pirate queen Ruibo Qian has been enjoying a lot of everyone's artwork lately. 2. Nathan Foad announced his con dates 3. Renewal Campaign Related: mostly seeing updates again from our boi Erroll Shand supporting the campaign.

== Pets For Pirates ==

Tomorrow, Jan 29, there will be a Pets for Pirates Even! Share your Pet pictures and use the hashtags:

#PetsForPirates

#AdoptOurCrew

#SaveOFMD

==Love Notes==

I know, I know "Jeez Abby, Shut Up We Already Know How Awesome We Are" Well good! Cause you should! But that won't stop me from saying so again! I'm serious when I say the vibe is so good right now in general because we have such a great crew. You all take such good care of each other and it shows every single day. You helped raise an extra $11,578 that are now going to charities that are going to help so many families, and kids, and that's just from the extra stuff from the Hoist The Ads Campaign -- not including everything else going on. I'm going to include a picture from one of my favorite people @thelatestkate because she does awesome work, and this one applies significantly to all of you. <3

Daily Darby/Tonights Taika

Tonights gifs are brought you by the wonderful @celluloidbroomcloset's Posts: Rhys / Taika

I'm literally watching Green Lanturn this moment because I needed to remember this youngin Taika, so thank you / no thank you for that, but hey I've watched worse for Rhys so I guess I can't complain.

Goodnight Lovelies <3

#ofmd daily recap #ofmd daily recaps #hoist the ads #our flag means death #ofmd #gentlebeard #renew as a crew #save ofmd #save our flag means death

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plutonianeris · 2 years

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𓆩♱𓆪 ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴅ: how they feel about you { letter from your future lover }

take what resonates and leave what doesn't. Interpret & choose based on your inner guidance and gut feeling. 🖤 photo source, artist: Oliver Ler Marinkoski

🖤 ⛓ PILE ONE

I love how reserved you are, how you tend to square your shoulders and hold your head up a bit high when you walk, especially when you're uncomfortable or nervous. Even then, you push yourself to be brave. You were so guarded at first with your emotions. I could not even tell you liked me when I met you until you confessed to me that much later. After all, I could not tell much of anything when it came to you. You kept everything so neatly compartmentalized, and it only made me want to know more about you. I'm embarrassed (although not that much) that I had asked your friend(s) about you, nothing much, just small questions. From the beginning, you had always fascinated me. When you made eye contact with me, I could feel my heartbeat speeding up, nearly threatening to burst out of my chest and land on the table right in front of us. And then, to make it worse (or better), you would shoot me a slow grin with that heavy-lidded and hypnotic gaze, almost like you could hear the rapid pattering of my heart. When you gave me a chance, I felt so fucking lucky and honored even. I knew it had taken you time, and I knew I had to earn your trust. There is a lot you still don't tell me when you start to close off. And then I try to gently bring you back, to remind you that it's safe. You love to play games in the bedroom, and who am I to say no? How can I say no? I surrender to you always. You don't mind when I'm in control when we're alone. Watching how you guide my hand and roughly grab my face is fascinating and exhilarating. How you tell me I don't have to be gentle, tears streaming down your face in pleasure as I pull back your hair. I know at first we might have seemed like an interesting, maybe odd pair, but slowly everyone seemed to agree that we just made sense. I genuinely hope you feel the same.

⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ tip jar ⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ

🖤 ⛓ PILE TWO

You have the most adorable face. I remember how you would flutter your beautiful eyelashes at me and give me a soft smile. I could feel the heat creeping across my face, and I hoped you didn't notice. However, something tells me you may have enjoyed seeing me squirm and stutter in your presence. You were shy initially, always asking me how my day was going but mostly retreating to yourself. Even in a crowd, I could pick you out, but you would seem lost in your thoughts, probably thinking about how badly you wanted to get out of there and be alone. It was difficult not to notice you, though, and I could see how other men nervously averted their gaze when you made eye contact with them. You believed that they were weak. I didn't want to appear weak in your eyes, but I was weak for you, especially after our first kiss. It was unexpected but sweet and warm in a way that woke up all the senses in my body. Then I felt our teeth clash and our tongues touch as you bit my lower lip so hard that I could still feel your mouth on mine long after you had left. You are stunning and captivating in every way. In the contours of your body, your skin's smoothness. But also how you care for your pets and the people you love. And how you shine in such a distinctive manner in everyone's lives. You are the person that someone remembers forever once you step into their life. But I don't want just to remember, because that means you have left. I want to feel that exhilaration and joy of being by your side daily. I don't want to lose you; sometimes, it feels like I'm going crazy when I think about how I would drop everything for you. I would sacrifice it all for you, and I think maybe you would let me.

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🖤 ⛓ PILE THREE

You are the type of person that can make anyone fall in love, especially if that's what you want to happen. It could be a sworn enemy, and you somehow end up charming them. Only after getting to know you, though, and genuinely talking to you is that when people get to see these gentle and loving and caring sides of you. You initially were very defensive, with icy stares and brief replies. I tried not to take it personally, even though sometimes it intimidated me. But then, once I got to know you and made you laugh, I could see how you started to let your guard down, how you leaned in close when you would speak to me, and a hand landed on my arms or shoulder when you smiled. It made me want to pull you in, press my lips to yours, and stand so close our knees were touching. But I didn't want to scare you off (And by scaring you off, I mean I didn't want you to punch me in the face). Instead, you liked to challenge me, a quick-witted retort on your lips as we went back and forth, flirting unabashedly. I will never forget when I first kissed you, how your arms wrapped around my neck and my hands were around your waist. The moment felt like forever, like I could die now knowing what it feels like to have been able to be someone you let in. But it also felt like a second, nearly not enough time. Our kiss left me with my eyes lidded, body humming, and a dumb-founded and love-struck grin on my face. I wanted to get to know every single part of you, and I wanted you to know every single part of me, both our joy and shame. I think about you all the time. You cross my mind the first thing in the morning and right before my head hits my pillow at night. The closer we got, the more it felt like we were one. You had told me about your experiences in the past; some of them filled me with so much rage and sorrow. I could tell you were nervous; you practically had one foot out the door at first. But I was patient. I would wait an eternity if I had to if that was how much time needed to ease your worries and anxieties.

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hellenhighwater · 1 year

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i'm sure you've probably been asked this before but i'm new here and very curious: how did you come into ownership of your house and how are you paying for it? i recently moved in with my boyfriend and the housing situation is... dismal. and we're eventually moving into another house with a friend but we barely make enough money combined to support ourselves. i'm just curious as to what it takes to be content because you are living in such a dream house to me and i would love to achieve that one day. ty and have a great day!

I'm not going to pretend that my homeownership is some kind of one-man bootstraps success story; it's not. I got lucky in a lot of ways. It's a combination of stuff.

I haven't owned my house for long--it'll be two years this August. When I started saving for a house, I was lucky enough to be able to live with family and basically eliminate the majority of my living expenses, which allowed me to save a much higher percentage of my salary than I would otherwise have been able to save. I was driving an hour and a half for my daily commute, but it was worth it to not be paying rent. Having a bunch of roommates prior to that also helped. I have almost no debt--I did law school on 100% scholarship, and picked a cheap undergrad university. (This actually backfired--my credit score simply did not exist until waaaay later in my life than is recommended if you want a mortgage. I struggled to find a lender that would work with me even though I was stably employed and had a cash down payment ready.)

I also bought a home in a non-urban area; I live in a fairly small town. My house is also not very expensive; it was between $150-$200K when I bought it. That's due, in part, to the location (small town), the tiny lot (less than a quarter acre), the age (120+ years), and the need for a lot of superficial updates and repairs. It's structurally sound for the most part, but it's dated.

I'm a lawyer. It's easy to miss, since I post like an idiot, but I am regularly reminded that sometimes even morons pass the Bar. I don't make the kind of crazy money most people assume lawyers make, but for a single-person household I'm okay. I was able to make a fairly sizeable down payment--more than was strictly necessary, actually--so my monthly mortgage is actually less than $1k, which is still mindboggling to me. It's good, because this house DOES need work.

But with all that said, it still wasn't easy. I got my first job when I was a freshman in high school and I have been continuously employed since then. Between the ages of 18-28 there was never a time that I held less than two jobs; most of the time I had three, and it...sucked. It was fun, a lot of the time, but mostly that kind of unpredictable schedule is just exhausting at a subconscious level. I remember the week before the Bar, still working two jobs, being in the library at 3 am, my brain melting out my ears, and cruising Zillow listings for bombed-out houses in Detroit being sold for pennies on the dollar, thinking that if nothing else, I could buy one of those and make it work one repair at a time. I went to law school because I wanted to be able to buy my own house. I moved out of the city so I could buy my own house. I shaped a lot of my life around the need and want to have my own space. I have spent years sitting up late at night and looking at real estate listings I couldn't dream of affording.

I don't know if that helps. I guess the only advice I could give is that if homeownership is a big priority for you, maybe look for areas where real estate is affordable(ish; I know what it's like these days) and see what it would take for you to be able to live there. A lot of the time, if there's good bones to work with, the rest is just what you make of it.

#i often tell people i'm live in ______#and it is not unusual for them to bring up various concerns about crime rates in areas like mine #and my fine friends: believe me i am aware of the crimes #its fine #what are they gonna do murder me??? only if i dont get em first #but the unfortunate reality is that for a lot of people under 35 its simply not possible to live in a major city without renting #which is insane #the system is broken but we still have to live in it.

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tadbitsickchickwithadick · 3 months

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Hiya! The name's Maia!!~

the local polyamorous, kinky, soygirl puppycat

I'm a 20s, Deaf/HoH, mentally ill, disabled, queer, tgirl witch, collector of fire goddesses, and poet with only a little bit of social energy, but a lot of love to give.

Pronouns: she/it because 🌈🖕

I will be posting my poems, gayshit, hornystuff, things I find funny, things that are important to me. If you haven't found out by now we're gonna be 18+ here.

Also, I will not be changing my mind about this: all polyamorous/kinky/transgender/acespec/bi/pan/queer peoples have always been oppressed as a group. Fight together, or die trying. Remember acab and the first pride was a riot for a reason.

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It's a laundry list of triggers, just know I'm kinky and everything is in the context of active consent

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avelera · 1 year

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Whenever I see those posts that say your ancestors would be so amazed at you for having easy access to spices, and food, and all the technological wonders of our day, and so proud of you for your education, I always appreciate them for how they remind people to not only appreciate the wonders of our time but also to see them as the result of so much work by our ancestors to get us here. Even the societal woes we deal with today are often the unintended consequences of the goals of our ancestors to make the world better for their descendants, or are consequences that were impossible to predict back when the goal was to solve problems like starvation, exposure, or scarcity.

H O W E V E R, because I'm also the ultimate anti-nostalgia history pedant, I always get stuck on these anecdotes thinking, "Ok, but what would they be HORRIFIED about? What would they denounce us for? What would they look at and simply not understand how it's gone so very wrong? What would be dystopian for our ancestors?"

In my opinion? The precipitous decline of religion as central to daily life.

(By the way, I don't just mean the things we think of as dystopian in our society. Ancestors who lived in a world with child labor and slavery aren't going to be horrified by the woes of modern capitalism the way young online people today hope they would be, or if they are, it might be for reasons you'd never think of, like how few people are self-employed, though of course, everything is subjective based on the demographic of the historical person we're imagining. Honestly, one of the things they might find horrifying is the speed of our communication, and how we're always at the beck and call of others because of the cell phone in our pocket pounding us with messages and notifications all day without rest, but I digress.)

Now, I only speak to my own experience here, and I live in a part of the US with the highest level of atheism, and consider myself an atheist by any standard that matters and so I mostly see this as a good thing even as I try to see through my ancestor's eyes as to why it wouldn't be to them, but I have to say the one thing that I never see these rapturous posts about how we are the envy of our ancestors mention is religion.

Even relatively devout Christians today (Anglosphere, Western, etc, I don't speak for the world) who go to church every Sundays are practically heathens by Medieval standards, where society was built around attending church multiple times per day, including at midnight. Where being pious and devout was considered a desirable virtues in a marriageable woman. Where the church was the center of the town and the center of public life. Where the Pope could excommunicate a king and cause a revolt from that king's people with that leverage, because excommunicating the king meant excommunicating the whole country and the people went ballistic at the fact they were doomed to Hell (supposedly) because of their ruler's choices. A society where men traveled to the Holy Land because their souls were guaranteed salvation if they did and because they devoutly believed in that cause, and who would walk on their knees an equal number of steps to that journey if they could not make it for real.

I can't help but think these ancestors would look at secular life, even with all its technological wonders and marvels of health and convenience and think, "Was it worth it? If they're all bound for Hell as a result?" and for many the answer might actually be no!

Anyway, it's just a thought exercise. One I engage with whenever I hear a sweeping argument that seems to have no counter to it, that of course things are always getting better with time. There are no doubt many, many things our ancestors took for granted that we'd find amazing too, or that they'd look at with us and see as a huge step down compared to their life. On the other hand, one also can't understate how huge it is that we've basically eliminated child mortality, at least in the US, compared to only a century ago, or that huge societal famines are basically nonexistent (even if nutrition is another matter). There's plenty to recommend us, but there are also values I think that get lost in this discussion that as we travel further from them, become almost alien to us.

#maggie rambles #history

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priestessame · 1 year

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Kyoka Suigetsu

Virgin Reader X Aizen Souske

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GAHHH it took me so long to make this oml. I was hit by the most disgusting writer's block. I'm back now and I promise i'll start working on the other requests too. Minors DNI-

Warnings: AFAB reader, virgin reader, mentions of first blood, corruption, rough sex, overstimulation, dirty talk, and humiliation, (zen is Mean.) Talks of cheating.

Slight Yandere reader towards the end?

Summary: You're just his 3rd seat, you thought he never even noticed you. But oh he did. He has had his eyes pinned on you for a very long time.

I kind of got carried away with Aizen's shadow side in this one, but after all, that's what we're all here for right?

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"Captain?"

You called out, peeking through the open doors of the study. It was surprisingly dark, and although Captain Aizen preferred a dimly lit room for his late evening studies. It was never really this dark.

You shuffled the scrolls in your arms, already guilty over having to ask him this late. You were ready with an apology but it looked like the captain wasn't there at all.

The sliding door to his study was wide open. You looked inside to see the desk scattered with papers, your eye catching the open ink bottle and the discarded pen beside it. That was strange, it was rare for Captain Aizen to have left the tools unattended like that. He must have left in a hurry.

Stepping inside his study without his permission felt wrong. You looked down at the scrolls in your hands, they were just daily records. All you needed was his stamp of approval so you could register them with the intel squad. Something that could easily be put off until tomorrow.

But you walked into the room regardless, a little vary. Captain Aizen's study was mostly reserved for him. And Momo occasionally. After all, you were just the 3rd seat. Other than minor paperwork, your hands-on work with the captain was rare.

Your relation with momo was more complicated. You loved her no question, her loyalty and kindness always filled you with a lot of admiration. Often making you protective of her. But there was also that edging question. Spoken in whispers around you, something after a while you couldn't shake off either. Why was she the lieutenant? The second in rank, someone who shouldered the entire inner working of the squad. It was a title that although smaller in comparison to a captain, often worked harder.

Momo was hard-working but too simple-minded. The people in the squad did hold her in favor but didn't give her the brazen respect the other lieutenants had. The kind of respect that came from power. The kind that came from fear. Momo overlooked everything, living only to dutifully exist for the captain. You and Hitsugaya both had to remind her to be sterner, but you knew she didn't have the heart to do so. She always had the time to love, yet never to discipline.

The lower ranks often sniggered under their breath, passing around back-handed comments while on patrol. Obviously, that's not something you would take sitting down. Unknowingly, you had earned a reputation for yourself. So much so that same people in the squad wouldn't even look you in the eye. Fumbling and getting nervous every time you showed up. Maybe you could attribute that to your zanpakuto. Honed over the hours of sparring with kenpachi or the weirdly informative hair braiding sessions with unohana.

Other than the suspicions that they were trying to turn you into a serial killer. You liked the edge with which it made others regard you. And just like that, it had juxtaposition you with Hinamori in a way you didn't really mean it to. You were suddenly looked at as the more able. The one that should have been leading the squad.

You tried not to think of these whispers too much. Even after your reservations against momo, you knew she was the perfect lieutenant for Captain Aizen. He deserved a lieutenant that could empathize with his kind ways. One that could listen and understand his words.

That's all that you could think of as you would leave momo and Aizen to talk in his study. Turning away from the picture-perfect scene. Blinding yourself to the overwhelming love in your lieutenant's eyes. Momo was all light. And between them, there was no place for your darkness.

But it was more your curiosity than your admiration for Aizen that made you linger in the study much longer than you had intended.

You were about to walk out, but a familiar chuckle made you jump. You spun on your heels, beyond embarrassed to find your captain at the doorway. His tall frame leaned lightly against the door. The shadow fell over you, drinking away the remaining light in the room.

"C-captain Aizen." You faltered, trying to think how to explain why you were creepily standing in his study. but Aizen just smiled, "I see you bought the daily records."

Something in his gait shifted. You felt your stomach drop. It often happened when he was around you, a small change. Gone before you could tell what it was. Something that made you question what kind of secrets he held within him.

Conveniently no one else ever noticed anything. Not even momo, who was too moon-y eyed for the man. At times you would wonder if your mind was playing tricks on you. But it was there, flickering around him like a mirage. A crack.

"Yes, ah- apologies captain, I shouldn’t have come in uninvited." You replied, heat rising to your cheeks.

Aizen advanced, "No worries, I should be the one apologizing for being busy". He said, his voice felt strange. Hostile even. Stripped bare of its usual softness. Your eyes found his face, trying to make out his features in the vanishing light.

His face was hard, in the shadows, you felt as though your eyes were playing tricks on you. It looked nothing like his usual self, a recognizable darkness flashed through his eyes. It made you feel completely at his mercy as if he could read your mind and strip it bare.

He stepped forward with a leopard’s grace, his silhouette seemingly swallowing your own. For a moment he looked unrecognizable. In the dark, his eyes sharpened, looking down at you in an unyielding, raw display of power, it sent thrills right to your core. The darkness in your zanpakuto practically leaped out. Like calling to like.

You felt frozen in your body, unable to tell if you were awestruck or terrified. You saw him pull out his glasses, the lantern beside you suddenly flared, bathing the two of you in a sudden light. Captain Aizen fixed his glasses, just as the light hit his face, the darkness you had felt in your core dissipated. As if it hadn't ever existed. He smiled at you warmly, "Hinamori-kun is lucky to have you."

Your lips formed a tight smile, "Its quite the other way around Captain", you said, trying to shake off the reatsu blanketing you. "I'll take your leave then." You left the scrolls by his table and shuffled outside, heart still hammering.

"Thank you Y/n-Kun." Aizen sang out, as you walked down the hallway swiftly, feeling a pinning gaze down your back.

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You pressed your hands on the mahogany desk, trying to pry your mind away from your last interaction with your captain. Ever since last evening, you just could not shake off the cold. It felt as though the darkness was lurking around everywhere, following you through the hallways right down to your chambers. Ever since then it felt like you had gone completely crazy. You could swear you felt that presence follow you around like a ghost. Mostly observant, watching you calmly doing your everyday chores. Sometimes you felt it come closer as if someone had casually run their fingers along your spine.

You couldn’t help but attribute it all to Aizen. Yeah you had definitely gone crazy.

Yes, he was an attractive man, but it had never made you this uneasy. It had never caused you to feel this unarmed. You had never felt that bolt of desire run through you, the absolute need to let him take over you entirely.

You tried to pull yourself together, If Momo read your mind she would probably faint at the thought. You turned your gaze back towards the kido spells you were studying. More important things to do than daydreaming about fucking your captain. You couldn’t help but sigh at your situation when Momo peeked her head in.

"I bought you something!" she said. She prancing into the room. She held a small plate in her hands, round- pinkish snacks neatly wrapped in wax paper. You recognized the sweet smell instantly, making your mouth water.

“Momo You’re the best-“ You said, practically leaping for the dish in her hand.

“Sorry for dumping most of the paperwork on you” she chatted away,

You chuckled, “It’s alright, I’m done with it anyways.” Momo smiled at you gratefully, “I sent them over to Nemu already.” You replied, “Wasn’t all that much extra work for me anyways.”

“Well that’s most work for today done.” She replied, “I have a lieutenant meeting in an hour then I meet Captain Aizen.” She said, “He said he needed help to arrange his scripts.”

You pushed away the shameful twinge of jealousy. She was a friend for fucks sake, but still the thought of them in his study, made your gut twist like never before. The captain sitting at the desk, against the lantern light, was a lover’s vision. A vision Momo would get to keep for herself.

You wanted to see his darkness again, you wanted to probe it out of him somehow. Just to see how deep the shadows really went.

Finally, Momo’s eyes fell on the literature on your desk.

You watched her knit her brows. "What exactly are these reading?"

You waved your hand dismissively, "Just something I picked up for light reading."

Hinamori frowned, her wide eyes scanning the pages on your desk, the graphic pictorial depictions of violence, the ancient script and your detailed notes scribbled on parchment.

"These aren't Shinigami kido spells, are they?" she rasped out.

You sighed, Momo and her fear of anything unconventional.

"None of Mayuri Kurotsuchi's personal collection have vanilla kido spells Momo." You told her, picking up the graphic scrolls before your lieutenant got more worried.

"Why do you have to read those morbid texts anyways?" Momo asked, crossing her arms. You rolled your eyes comically, stuffing the plum flavoured sweet in your mouth. "It’s just history Momo, doesn't hurt to read, does it?"

Not just Quincy and Shinigami, but hollow history, Maybe even beings much older, unfathomable. But history nonetheless.

Momo shook her head, “Please don’t tell me you’re actually trying to perform those spells?”

You inhaled another sweet, “you never know what you’ll have to use against whom.”

“There’s no use for spells this extreme.” She said, “It’s best you keep those outside.”

You tried to probe further, “It's not just precautionary, there are spells here we can actually use. It could help the lower ranks-“

“Y/n, we already have plenty kido spells,” Momo said as she fiddled with the hem of her obi, as she usually did when she was getting frustrated.

“Yes but, if these work, I could write a report for the gotei. Maybe they would at least consider adding some to the pre-existing kido spells” you continued, knowing you were already fighting a losing battle.

Hinamori’s gait straightened. The small gesture she always did to assert dominance. A reminder that past all the jokes and friendliness, she was still your superior. That regardless of your intentions of helping the squad, she was the one who held absolute power.

“Please Return them all as soon as you can.” She said.

You gave Momo a small smile, biting down your tongue. “As you wish Lieutenant.”

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You raged over the scrolls long after Momo had already left. Angrily putting them back in order. You stuffed another sweet in your mouth chewing it angrily. Momo had no fucking idea how hard you had tried to gather these scrolls from the intel division. She had no idea how many dishes of pike fish it took to finally bribe Mayuri into giving you these.

You were so invested in your angry cleaning that you didn’t even realise that another figure had entered the room.

‘Y/n- kun.”

You jumped at his voice. God why the fuck did he keep sneaking up on you.

“Captain.” You greeted the man, sliding the remaining scrolls off the desk in an attempt to make it less of a mess. Of course, the biggest distraction in the entire 13 gotei had to walk in right now.

"I’m afraid the lieutenant-“ you started,

"is in her meeting, I'm aware." he completed. “She wouldn’t be out for another few hours at least.” He said smiling.

You shifted on your feet.

“I didn’t come here to meet Hinamori-Kun. Actually, I had work with you.” He said smiling at you. Something like anxiety churned in your gut. That was rather unusual.

He set down the bundle of records he was carrying on the nearby side table, and you couldn’t help but stare at how his fingers curled around them. For a squad captain, his fingers were surprisingly smooth. Hands of a lock-picker you thought, hands of a trickster.

Obviously, your mind instantly went to how it would feel to have them grope your breasts or dig into your thighs. God. You felt the desire pool between your legs, urgh why did you do this to yourself.

“You seem weary.” He said,

You blinked at him, “huh?”

“It’s probably nothing.” You replied quickly averting your eyes, already confused at his sudden interest. The quicker he left, the easier he would make it for you. “Late reading usually causes- oh” you yelped out as he leaned down,

He leaned down so that you were at the same sight. Fingers touching your chin lightly as he inspected your face. He lifted his eyes up to yours, looking at you over his glasses. The morbid chill that went down your spine was exactly the kind that had been haunting you all this time. You saw him enjoy the flash of recognition in your eyes.

In that absolute moment, you felt fear. The fear of a butterfly pinned down for inspection.

You waited for the switch, the shift that always dissipated the darkness. But it never came. The monster you had known your captain kept hidden, the one you had glimpses of was finally out. Beckoning you to acknowledge it now. A beast you had wanted to tame for God knows how long. Your stomach dropped.

He flicked his tongue over your sugar-coated lips. "How sweet."

The act shocked you. You jumped back putting space between you again. You tripped over the hem of your black kimono and stumbling against the desk behind you. Your heart went still as your fingers dug into the edge of the desk for some fucking support.

“Captain-?” You breathed out, your mind blanking. You didn’t just imagine that did you?

“You think I do not see it? That I don’t see you?’ He practically sneered out. His fingers rested on his obi deftly, sharp eyes perched on you. “That I don’t see how your heart drops watching me with Hinamori?”

You gulped, mouth drying. “Seriously Y/N you don’t cut yourself any slack, do you?”

You watched him take off his glasses. Your eyes followed as he set them down on the table.

His voice went deeper, his façade falling. Past his glasses, his doe-brown eyes changing as if someone had flipped a switch. Whoever stood before you now, wasn't your captain at all.

"I know you see the darkness in me," he growled against your ear. "And I can see the shadows on your soul."

His fingers brushed against your face, pulling you closer. His thumb brushed away the powdered sugar on your lips. You let him touch you this time. Heart still racing with anticipation.

"Who are you?" You whispered. The study around you grew darker and you felt the monster's claws dig into your soul.

He kissed you in reply. His fingers curled around your neck as he dragged his lips down your jaw. You felt him chuckle against your skin. He could already tell you were crumbling. The stoic untouchable walls you kept up, trembling against his touch. Aizen never let his emotions escape his mask, but he let himself have this moment of triumph. relishing knowing how much of an effect he had on you. He wanted you to crawl to him. submit to him completely. debaucher your mind so that you couldn't think of anyone but him.

His fingers cupped your face, his gentleness shocked you, he kissed you like he actually loved you.

The world around you slowed, you let him slide his tongue into your mouth, in a heated, desperate kiss. You felt yourself slipping, mind blanking as all you could concentrate on was his taste. You moaned into his mouth as he continued to explore you. When he did pull away, it leaves you panting feverishly. A string of saliva still connecting you two. Your mind screamed at you, blaring out alarms. Everything about this man before you was dangerous, psychotic even.

But you couldn’t care anymore. Something feral into you leaped out, as you closed the distance between you two again. His fingers curled around your obi, tugging it lose. You shuddered as his fingers slid through the fabric of your kimono, pressing up against your bare skin. You felt your heart stop at the touch. Your eyes practically rolled back as his thump brushed against your nipples. A triumphant laugh bubbled through his chest as he felt you cave into his touch.

The laugh of a madman.

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He led you lightly towards the desk, pressing your lower back by his palm into the surface lightly. Your tits pressed up flush against the cold surface. You could feel his smirk as he teased your entrance, fingers slipping from the slick. He was placing soft teasing touches, fingers sliding over your swollen bud. Enough to have you squirm but not enough to give you any real pleasure. The other hand kneading your ass. Using his grip to spread out your pussy lips further.

He dragged his fingers over your folds with heart-breaking gentleness and kissed your shoulder soft. Still masquerading as the gentleman, until you sob at him to fuck you properly.

You look up at him flustered, but he just coos at you. "Now who would have thought you of all people would be a virgin?"

Your fingers dug into the mahogany wood under you as he finally, fucking finally rubbed his fingers along your folds harder. You felt your legs grow weak at the sensation. To be spread out like that, while your captain plays with your pussy. Teasing you humorously as he coated his digits with your slick.

"Don't tell me you were saving yourself for me?" he asked, tracing the outline of your entrance.

"T-that's not-"

You audibly moaned out as sunk his digit inside you. You felt your walls tighten around his finger; your body burned with an unknown desire. for the first time having something inside you. His thumb rolled over your clit, making you squeeze him harder. Aizen continued his torture, dragging his finger along your walls. You almost gave out a defeated moan, the desire sending your mind for a spin. God fuck you wanted him,

"Hoping your captain would take you one day. hmm?" He continued,

He added another finger and you yelped out from the stretch. His tongue ran down your neck.

"I'm sure lieutenant would love to be in your place right now."

Your eyes widen, the realization of you practically betraying poor Momo hits you. Aizen's laugh rumbles through the room. A wicked pleasure seeing your shock.

Sliding in deep pressing his body against yours until there was no space between you two. "At least you know I'm not partial towards the lieutenant now."

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He glided his length against your folds and you couldn't help but quiver from the anticipation. You could feel the drops of precum smearing along your cunt as he glided his throbbing cock through your folds. He slid right up to your clit, the fat tip digging deliciously against your bundle before sliding back near your entrance. It felt so fucking warm, you thought you were going to melt. You felt a tension coil up in your stomach. But it still just wasn't enough.

"P-please" you tried.

"hmn? -

He cupped your chin, pulling you up so he could kiss you again, the warmth of this tongue making your mind black, "Why don't you tell me what you want?

"Please put your cock inside me." you babbled, any shred of self-respect gone out the window.

"Tsk, such a slut." He said, his tone shifting. "So eager to fuck herself over my cock?"

"I would have much rather had you cum a few times before, but it looks like your sluty pussy just can't wait can it?

You looked back at him. You realized he liked it. The sadist inside grinning at you in pain. He liked to see you wince as his cock stretched you out. The wicked pleasure of finally having you where he had wanted you. Pinned under him, where he couldn't tell if your body trembled from desire or fear. You bit your tongue as the stretch, his cock digging into your tender core. The amount of slick making it way easier to glide in. But you still couldn't help the depraved whimpers as his cock forced your walls open, just for him.

It was sadistic how he dragged his cock an inch at a time, forcing your walls to accustom to his girth, making sure you felt his shape. Your walls squelched around him greedily. The gentleness with which he had prepped you, falling as masochistic glee crept on his face.

He practically growled as he bottomed into you. You couldn't help but moan at the drag of his cock, you had never had anything inside you before. At least not anything other than your own fingers. And now to have your captain's cock digging into your sweet cunt. You felt his cock snuggled in deep the leaking tip flush against your cervix, making you babble over his cock.

"I knew you could take it~" he mused kissing your head softly. "My sweet little slut, just so desperate for my cock."

,"C-captain, its in~ I can feel c-captain's cock- ungh-"

"feel too full- please ah please-"

You could feel him grow hotter with your words, sheathed cock twitching at your eagerness."Are you slurring just from having a cock in your cunt? I haven't even moved yet love.”

He pulled you back again grazing his teeth against the tender flesh of your neck. "Now, show me how well your pretty pussy can take me."

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You rolled back your hips, letting him reach deeper. his breathless chuckle was exhilarating. "Look how eager~" he purred out. Your stomach dropped at his tone.

"Want me to fuck you harder love?" he teased. You gave out a spluttering yelp of a yes but Aizen was already pulling your wrists behind your back. Your back arched as you felt his cock dig into you at a harsher angle, your knees practically buckled from the sudden pleasure it bought. You gasped out the pleasure finally overwhelming. Your mind grew fuzzy as Aizen continued to fuck his cock into your sweet spot. The way your ass smacked against him as you felt the delicious drag of his cock along your walls, to his bruising grip on your wrists so he could manhandle you any way he wanted. All of it was too much. Every stroke sent you mewling like you were in heat.

Aizen threw his head back, fuck, every sound you made making him just pound into you harder. He fucking loved it, the way your cunt just sucked him in, milking him like that's all you were made for. Maybe he was being a little too hard on you for your first time. Not that he cared, but he didn't want to break you just yet. But the way you were fucking back into him, squeezing his cock so obediently he just couldn't stop.

His fingers run down your arms before settling onto your waist, digging into the flesh, pinning you to the desk while he spreads you open. Fingers dug into your thighs as he continued to fuck into you. His calloused thumb continued to roll over your swollen bud.

You jolt up, the coil in your stomach finally snapping, your vision goes white at the pleasure. Flooding through you as you spasm uncontrollably around his girth. Your eyes well up from the overstimulation. You practically cry out, sobbing at the pure intensity of it all. Your teary eyes made him want to fuck you even harder.

Aizen stopped thrusting, replacing it with a torturously lazy rhythm as you orgasm. Watching you come to terms with the pleasure as the high wore off. He slapped his palm against your clit and you jumped. Although panting, he knew you had had nowhere near enough yet. He couldn't help but grin as you mewled as he rubbed your clit with his thumb, your core fluttering against his touch.

Your eyes pinned on his glorious face as you watched him grow gaunt with pleasure. His strokes grew more erratic, cock twitching as he neared his release. The thought of getting filled up by your captain's cum, sent your mind for a complete toss. Making you embarrassingly wetter than before.

You felt his fingers wrap around your neck yanking you backwards. He forced his fingers into your mouth, you moaned as he slid them in. You felt the coil in your stomach threatening to snap again, for fucks sake, he was actually going to drive you insane. You were about to cream around his cock again.

He spit into your mouth sloppily, replacing his fingers with his own tongue. He swirled around in your mouth greedily. “Fu-fuck” he growled into your mouth, dragging his tongue along yours messily. Nearing his release, it felt as through this own restraint was coming undone.

You gave out a yelp as he pulled out instantly, his cock slapping against your thigh as he came all over it. Your core ached, squelching around nothing. Your heart sank at the sudden action. You didn't even realise your face fell as you watched his cum spill over your thigh.

"Look at you, this upset about not getting filled up?"

You fixed your face at once, heat rising to your cheeks "That's not w-"

He chuckled humorously, cutting you short. "Plenty of time to fuck you full later." he mused.

He ran a hand through his hair. The fluffy curls now pushed back; the darkness you had seen before was finally completely unveiled. You felt a cold pit in your stomach, as the extent of his manipulation dawned on you. The kind-hearted captain Hinamori loved, the one you had always admired never even existed. He draped his undone yukata over his shoulders again.

You waited for the anger of the betrayal, but it never came. Even in this fucked up form, a version that had not a shred of kindness. You still wanted him.

You were so sore, but your core throbbed with desire again. It was as if Aizen had read your mind. He reached for your face, his reatsu curling out, filling the room until it blanketed you completely. He breathed against your neck, dragging his fingers down your shoulders to your breasts. You felt warmth flooding through your body as his palms groped at you.

His hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer. Mouth claiming yours in another lazy kiss as he dragged his other hand along your torso, as if an artist admiring his creation.

His palm rested against your hammering heart, sliding his fingers over your breast for the last time. His mouth grazed against the side of your face as he spoke, "It’s a pity I have to meet my lieutenant." he almost sighed, it snapped you out of the haze.

You stared at him as the triumphant smirk faltered. Instantly being replaced with his soft harmless smile. His gait becomes that of your beloved captain again. You felt the room grow colder, the same chill that had haunted you before, creeping up on you again.

He gave you a departing glance, eyes drinking in your fucked out state. "I'll leave you with your paperwork then."

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You practically wobbled your way into the bath. Stumbling as you hurried to your room. Without his body head, the drying cum and blood on your thighs had started to feel a little gross. Once inside your bathroom, you hadn’t even waited for the water to heat up. Basically, just dived into the tub.

You groaned, lowering yourself into the bath water. He had fucked you for hours and you still wanted more. Your core throbbed painfully at the memory. You wondered if he would probably be bending Momo over right now. It would be far too easy and she would just jump into his arms like an eager little bunny. Your poor naive Lieutenant made it too easy. You felt your lips twist in a scowl.

You flicked your blood-crusted cuticle. You had dug into him hard enough to actually draw blood. So, the blood magic had already bonded you to him. If he knew about it or not didn't really matter anymore. Not that he would be able to do much about it anyways. Quincy spells could be tricky that way.

So, if he did pull something like that you knew ways to take care of it. Turns out, reading a bit of history does come in handy.

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THANKYOU for reading! It was a request, so I hope you liked it~

Thankyou for being SOOOO patient ≧◉◡◉≦, sending you all my love!

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Day 98: Third Day of Christmas

On the third day of Christmas, Grumbot did receive: Three french hens, two turtle scutes, and a parrot in a pear tree.

full image below (The third chicken is mostly hidden behind Grum)

#grumbot #hermitcraft #daily grumbot #daily hermit blog #reminder that we're only mostly daily #dailygrumbot #dailygrum #daily grum #daily-grum #daily-grumbot

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raccoonfallsharder · 4 months

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚2023 in review

i was thinking about doing a "year in review" but then i realized that's just. everything so far. so you could check out the ˗ˏˋ★ˎˊ˗masterlist ˗ˏˋ★ˎˊ˗ if that's what you want.

here's the highlight reel though!

fluff. smut-free, can usually be read platonically or romantically ✮ spice. explicit lines or references ✩ smut. abbreviated explicit sequences ❤︎ smut. detailed/prolonged explicit sequences ❤︎❤︎

everyone's fave: ✩˚₊‧♡ Blackmail Material ♡‧₊˚✩ [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎ 18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | 3/3 parts | word count: 30,591. a classic tale of "that fuckin raccoon found your sex toy." post-endgame friends-to-lovers smut with feelings.

the one that started it all: ⋆｡°✩ The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl ✩°｡⋆ [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎ 18+ only MDNI | | no use of y/n | f!reader | 5/5 visits | word count: 37,783. In Rocket Raccoon: Grounded (2016) / Issue #3, Rocket asks a stranger on the ferry to "make sure nobody does anything weird" to him while he naps, and the stranger just, like, abandons him while he's sleeping?? who does that? when a stranger asks you to watch their stuff in a coffee shop, it's a holy obligation. x100 if it's a hot local space pilot trying to catch some Zs on the ferry. get in loser we're gonna fix it. first installment in the ⋆｡°✩ Domestic Scenes in Space Travel ✩°｡⋆ series. comics-based but you don't need any comics background knowledge to ride this ride.

my very first kinktober!: °˖✧♡ kinktober 2023 ♡✧˖° [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎ 18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | 12 complete days | word count: varies. just a lot of raccoon smut (usually with feelings). mind the ao3 tags. minimal editing (ie, typos abound; concepts are superficial; in kinktober we say "fuck everything - including plot").

a fluffy anthology of eight oneshot reminders: ✩࿐࿔take what you need [COMPLETE / ONGOING] ✮ fluff | gn reader | no use of y/n | drabbles | word count: varies. the world is hard, and sometimes it's difficult to complete daily tasks & take care of yourself (aka rocket bullies you for your own damn good). this is about as wholesome as it gets (for me) i think. can be read platonically or romantically. mcu-based, meant to take place post-volume-3, but headcanon however you want ♡

my (current) personal fave oneshot: adorations 𖥔 ݁˖⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎ 18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: 4,518. you have a habit of complimenting rocket. he decides to give you plenty of reasons to keep doing so. aka rocket has a praise kink and no-one can convince me otherwise. mcu-based smut with feeeeelings. set sometime shortly after volume two. dirty talk, (light) biting, (light) degradation, use of slut as a term of endearment. fast-burn enemies-to-lovers & angst with a happy/hopeful ending. praise kink, obviously. part of ⋆ ˖ ⁺ ‧₊ ☽ anthology ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

other notables! let me love your OCs ˗ˋˏ♡ˎˊ˗ ✩ over fifteen pieces of fanart for fellow gotg fans!

˚₊‧✶headcanons & minifics✶‧₊˚ [COMPLETE / ONGOING] ✮ fluff | no use of y/n | gn reader | complete | word count: varies. twenty-two headcanons, minifics, & drabbles! mostly fluffy, sometimes angsty.

Window Across the Galaxy ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ* ❤︎❤︎ 18+ only MDNI | rocket x f!oc | 23/27 chapters | wip | word count: pending. 23 of 27 chapters in this longform fic (to be completed this february!)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 2024 aspirations

january

Window Across the Galaxy ✧*:･ﾟ Chapter XXIV & XXV ❤︎❤︎

florescence❀, chapter four year three: flowering. ❤︎

✩࿐࿔ take what you need. just buy the damn thing already & it's fuckin' laundry day.

february

Window Across the Galaxy ✧*:･ﾟ Chapter XXVI & XXVII [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎

florescence❀, chapter five year four: formation. ❤︎❤︎

✩࿐࿔ take what you need. get some frickin' sunshine. ✮

⭑˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 windfall, part one: planting. ✩

march

florescence❀, chapter six year five: dispersal. [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎

✩࿐࿔ take what you need. have you taken your meds today? ✮

⭑˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 windfall, part two: ripening. ❤︎

･:*𑁍✧˚₊ eavesdropper ₊˚✧𑁍*:･ oneshot. ❤︎❤︎

april

⭑˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 windfall, part three: plucking. [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎

real *ੈ✩༄‧₊˚ oneshot. rating TBD

꧁:･☁︎ ⋆. cicatrix ⋆. ☁︎ :･꧂ part one & two. ❤︎❤︎

may

꧁:･☁︎ ⋆. cicatrix ⋆. ☁︎ :･꧂ part three & four. ❤︎❤︎

warm compress ☾.༊·˚⋆⭒˚｡⋆ oneshot. ✮

june

꧁:･☁︎ ⋆. cicatrix ⋆. ☁︎ :･꧂ part five & six. [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎

untitled⋆｡°✩ Domestic Scenes (aka Sweatshirt Girl) ✩°｡⋆"finale" [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎

july

᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊°.⋆｡✶˖ evasive maneuvers (practice expansion) parts one & two [COMPLETE] ❤︎❤︎

★♫｡°𝄞☕︎✎▤ other duties as assigned ▤✎☕︎ 𝄞°｡♫★ begins? [LONGFORM / SLOWBURN].

august

sunshine ☀︎ ⋆⁺☁︎⋆₊⊹ (sunshine expansion) unknown parts. ❤︎❤︎

★♫｡°𝄞☕︎✎▤ other duties as assigned ▤✎☕︎ 𝄞°｡♫★ begins? [LONGFORM / SLOWBURN].

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feralboo-the-weirdo · 9 months

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BARBIE SPOILERS. if you have not seen it and you don't want spoilers, just skip over this. Unless you would like some prior warning for it. :)

This is honestly the only summery of the Barbie movie I can give without going into a giant rant:

Spoiler: Yes. They pushed both. I just couldn't get the other meme to work.

dang, I have a feeling this is going to garner quite a bit of hate, but as a disclaimer before I go into what I will try to keep a tiny rant-- I understand there are people who did like it and I want to like it, because it's you know, it's Barbie and the old movies were wonderful, but... the movie made itself irredeemable to me.

Yes, it was satire, but it was honestly hard to tell what was satire and what they proclaimed was truth. I hated it. Every moment I spent in the theater I wanted to leave it.

why was how they broke the brainwashing reminding women how mistreated they are? Like. HOW. DOES. THAT. FIX. ANYTHING? was it satisfying for a bit? admittedly yes, the initial rant the mom gave was satisfying.... and then they dragged out the bit and it was just like "what on earth is this?" why is this what unbrainwashes them?

Also, I know people are going to get onto the "well they were white so that explains everything" No. no it does not.

Also everything they brought up they did not go deep into. like Ken being hurt by the Patriarchy too. they spent about five minutes (if that) on it and then were like "yay! problem solved, it's barbie land again." Also mental health. Was handled VERY poorly. it's not a joke. as someone who deals with mental health struggles on the daily I did not appreciate how they presented it.

The "only baby dolls" thing. This should not have made me hate this movie so much because it's (MAYBE???) satire. But still. They have not been the only doll to exist ever.

This movie hated both genders equally but tried to make it seem like they loved women.

Also. I hated the extremes they went to in the real world. Not every man is Evil. there are some that definitely should not be allowed around women or other people yes, but not all of them are evil. And not all women are good either.

No one, the barbie movie: women are so mistreated, woah is us!

Also the barbie movie: eck! we're so powerful we can't stand it!

But mostly, I just hated it because I was promised a happy movie of Barbie having a midlife crisis and Ken coming along for the ride and instead it was like Tik tok. in movie form.

This movie did not make me feel anymore comfortable with my gender. if anything it made me feel worse. I left the theater feeling like I should have been empowered, but I just felt gross. Overall, this is probably the last post I will ever make for this movie because I want it to fade into the background and be ignored. The worst insult I could give this movie is ignoring it's existence entirely.

Does anyone else miss when movies just had strong CHARACTERS instead of it being a strong gender? like it wasn't "LOOK A FEMALE WHO IS A CHARACTER!!!" and "oh, a guy character, gross." Why does it have to be so extreme? Like I appreciate there are more female protagonists out there but I also miss when they weren't all hot headed, arrogant, jerks, and when they were FEMININE. like. what. is wrong. with. being soft??? also I miss smart male protagonists. and male protagonists in general who were good characters not comic relief. (unrelated, but semi related note: I will never forgive the Harry Potter Movies for what they did to Ron to make Hermione smart. Ron is SMART TOO. My boy deserved better!)Like there was a while there where women and men both had equal roles in stories and they were good because they were good characters and now... it's just politics. and I'm sick of it.

I don't know what Barbie was supposed to be but it was not what I wanted to see when I went to see it. I had low expectations, but somehow, it failed them. failed them hard. Honestly, I don't know how anyone likes it, and I'm still to angry at it to look for reasons why people did. Maybe in a few years after my anger at what this movie was actually about subsides.

In conclusion, I finally remembered why I don't go see movies anymore. I want a story, not a message. Barbie provided a message. a very dark undertone that hid under "discover yourself and your role in the world :)"

P.S. If you liked Barbie and wish to tear me to shreds, please remember I was not the target audience, I did not "get it" as those in the target audience did.

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Tuesday, March 19, 2024

My mom got me a bunny! I named her Sherbet because she sort of reminds me of sherbet. I went through several names however. At first it was Bun-Bun and then Hop-Hop and then BeBe and then Poppy, and then I think I finally settled on Sherbet. I will let you know if I change my mind again. Isn't she cute though?

The study day went by quickly. I didn't need my full four hours, so I added in a supplement for Biology since we're on the evolution unit right now. My curriculum is mostly a creationist perspective, although it touches on evolution and natural selection, so I found this docuseries called Life on Our Planet which dives deeper into evolution. I don't need my parents permission to watch the docuseries since they give me a lot of freedom around things like that, but I still let them know I was going to. Apparently my dad has already seen it, and he thought I would enjoy it. That was a surprise to me that he had watched it. The first episode was suspenseful, but I am looking forward to watching more. I will have to build it into my study day somehow. I think it has 10 episodes, all a little under an hour long.

Tasks Completed:

Geometry - Learned to construct perpendicular bisectors and angle bisectors + practice + practice with proofs involving segments and angles + honors work

Lit and Comp II - Reviewed Unit 21 vocabulary + read chapter 39 of Emma by Jane Austen

Spanish 2 - Vocabulary test (100%)

Bible I - Read Judges 12-13

World History - Read second part of the introduction to the unit + read about Albert Einstein + read about Pablo Picasso + viewed some of Picasso's artwork

Biology with Lab - Read and watched videos on the functionality of life from a creationist perspective

Foundations - Read the definition of self-control + completed next quiz on Read Theory + read an article about propaganda in schools

Piano - 60-minute piano lesson + practiced for one hour

Khan Academy - None today

CLEP - None today

Streaming - Watched episode 1 of Life on Our Planet (evolutionist perspective)

Duolingo - Studied for 15 minutes (Spanish, French, Chinese) + completed daily quests

Reading - Read pages 177-226 of House of Salt and Sorrows by Erin A. Craig

Chores - Laundry

Activities of the Day:

Personal Bible Study (Colossians 3)

Ballet

Pointe

Journal/Mindfulness

What I’m Grateful for Today:

I am grateful that my parents agree and encourage me to study the beginnings of life from creationist and evolutionist perspectives instead of only creationism.

Quote of the Day:

Every act of creation is first of all an act of destruction.

-Pablo Picasso

🎧Suite in B minor for piano, op. 58 - Charles-Marie Widor

#study blog #study inspiration #study motivation #studyblr #studyblr community #study community #study-with-aura

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ask-giovanni-and-ghetsis · 6 months

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[Back where it all started..]

After God knows how many years, I finally decided to make this blog return from the dead with the hope to be active in here. With that, I also reopened the "Ask & Roleplay Box", so ya'll are free to send questions and RP requests. Still, I'd like to point out a few rules which I'd be really grateful if you followed them, so there won't be any misunderstandings + we're all gonna have fun 👌🏻

[So let's get started, shall we?]

If you want to write something that's only related to roleplaying, please write "[RP] (to Giovanni / Ghetsis / Giovanni & Ghetsis)" in every request you're sending me, so I'll know that it's meant for roleplay purposes only. If you want to ask a question on the other hand, please write "[Ask] (to Giovanni / Ghetsis / Giovanni & Ghetsis)

OCs are allowed of course, same goes for already existing / canonical characters. It'd be still great to tell me your OCs name in the request, so I'll know how to call them + use the correct pronouns, etc.

THE ROLEPLAY & ASK OPTION IS ONLY MEANT FOR "POKÉMON" / POKÉMON RELATED CHARACTERS & CONTENT! I DON'T DO CROSSOVERS OR INCLUDE CHARACTERS, OCs AND SO ON FROM OTHER GAMES, MOVIES AND WHATSOEVER!

I can imagine that I might perhaps get RP requests from many other people, so "Ongoing roleplays" can and most likely will be delayed in time. I don't want anybody to feel ignored or left out, so please be tolerant and respectful towards others & keep in mind that I want to give every single one of you the same amount of attention.

I only do the roleplay thing on this blog & ONLY via the ask option. I never use the direct messages here on Tumblr, so I'm just letting you know that I'm not available here for private RPs, especially not via DMs.

I'll reply the way I wish to reply and also the way how I imagine Giovanni & Ghetsis to act. I'm well aware that probably everyone of us has their own imagination of these two, so please keep in mind that I'm portraying them in my own way & the way I enjoy roleplaying as them. (Scroll down to find a list of how I imagine Giovanni & Ghetsis to act, including a few headcanons). If you may eventually not like my way of portraying them, then you're of course free to feel that way but PLEASE DO NOT use the roleplay / ask option for hate! Also PLEASE DON'T hate on other users who might enjoy this & interact with this blog! 🙏🏻

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE IF I'M NOT ABLE TO REPLY IMMEDIATELY TO ALL OF YOUR MESSAGES. APART FROM TUMBLR I STILL DO HAVE A PRIVATE LIFE WITH DAILY TASKS LIKE WORK ETC, SO I'M NOT REGULARLY ACTIVE! I'M JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THAT I'M GOING TO REPLY WHENEVER I HAVE THE TIME TO DO SO OR WHEN I FEEL LIKE DOING SO! THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING & PLEASE BARE WITH ME ❤️

⚠️ We all know the rules & guidelines here on Tumblr. So please follow them. I DO NOT interact with people who use topics like: Racism, pedophilia, homophobia, transphobia, misogynistic or mysandric stuff, body-shaming, sexual content etc. ⚠️

I apologize if my English grammar is whack sometimes because it's not my first language 🙈

[That's all for the rules. The following are some notes about my version of Gio & Dennis Ghetsis, including their personalities and some headcanons]

Giovanni:

Dude has class. Not only a successful and feared crime lord but also a swaggelicious Italian gentleman. Don't mistake his polite attitude for kindness, tho.

This man has a lot of patience. Like damn.. Not surprised because he hangs out with Ghetsis after all but even someone like Gio has his limits. He's not easy to anger or to annoy because he mostly either plays things down or straight forward ignores stuff that gets on his nerves but breh, Italian ranting intensifies once he snaps.

If you want to trigger him, just remind him of how often he got his butt kicked by random 10 year olds and I'm sure he'll want to see you dead sooner or later :)

Quite sarcastic & has a dry sense of humor. Definitely laughs at your misery when you struggle with the Silph Co. warp tiles in Saffron City.

Enjoys smoking cigars. Perhaps not that kind of a heavy-a$$ chainsmoker like my OC (Some of you might remember her lol) but whenever he's relaxing, he clearly does so with a cigar & a nice glass of scotch.

Biggest workaholic in history. It's 2am and you want him to go to sleep? No. He's still busy with whatever the hell he's doing (probably doing the casual evil stuff because "Mimimi, I'm SO evil, brb gotta think about more crimes to commit")

Can probably shoot someone who's hiding behind a random tree with his eyes closed because ✨ mafia boss ✨

Smug, charming bastard. He's Italian, so I'm not surprised about his intriguing vibes, lol. He can be quite flirty if he wants to be.

[LITTLE NOTE HERE: I don't mind if the asks or RPs might get a little "flirty" but PLEASE NOT DIRTY! Sure, we all may or may not have a dirty mind here and there but NO +18 & NSFW CONTENT in here 🙏🏻 I don't have a problem with some innuendos or whatever but we know Tumblr's rules: NO PORN. PERIOD.]

Ghetsis:

Just talk about a complete disaster.. I believe we all know that this guy has issues. He's clearly the one who's just here because Giovanni convinced him, yet he hates everyone & everything, including his life after the events of BW2.

Cold, f*cker.. Like srsly. If you manage that he acknowledges your presence (and heaven behold if he even ends up being sorta nice to you) then you must have Arceus' blessings, because usually he only has two moods: He either treats people as if they're dead or he makes sure they ARE dead. Especially when you push his buttons.

His ego is bigger than Celesteela or other huge-a$$ Pokémon. You want a selfish, egotistical, self-centered, manipulative, arrogant & overconfident megalomaniac who believes he has no flaws at all? He's your man then.

Grumpy & easily annoyed by literally EVERYTHING. He thankfully has calmed down a lot (more or less) because Gio forced him to have anger management classes but he's still like a ticking time bomb. He may be chill but the next second he can also try to randomly strangle you for breathing in his presence.

"I HAVE NO SON!!!¡¡11"

Also sarcastic as hell & laughs at anyone who died to his (hacked) Hydreigon. Probably also that type of guy who trips people in the hallway just for fun.

Can also be surprisingly charming and intriguing but I swear to everything that's dear to me DON'T fall for it.. He knows what to say to make people believe or trust him. If he says that he cares, there's rather a 99,9% chance that he actually doesn't.

"I'm a heartless, evil wretch!" (He isn't wrong, tho lol) Totally a Tsun at some point as well

Dennis. Just DENNIS.. 🙃

#pokemon roleplay #pokemon rp #plasma boss ghetsis #rocket boss giovanni #let the chaos begin once again #i can already hear ghetsis cussing me out for starting this in the background lol

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