#second time posting this today but yeah things.....
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Show must go on...
... and rather very much in your face, mind you.
Scottish Xena posted two stories at about 7 AM, counting calories, and, in the process, making sure to address roughly any objections that were ventilated on this side of the fandom, including this very page. See for yourself...
What are the odds she'd be talking about nutrition? Right. I am not an idiot. I know when something is way Over The Top - less is more, Xena. Less is always more: there was no need to overdo it like that, placemat and all, if you wanted to remain credible. You read us and you have been instructed to do so, just to perfectly stick to your walking, talking and very profitable Local Innuendo script.
Fair enough. And then, you also tell us that you will be at Hyrox today around noon, to film some ESN promo: your bread and butter, of course. S is just for shits, giggles and that Instagram yield:
So, there's that. *urv connecting dots like crazy, without having the slightest clue of what was discussed at that table. Her own brand of cheap fanfic for the masses, for the other five clowns commenting, out of which three at least are her own sock accounts.
Cue in the Useful Idiot. The Brazilian Tourist and Fan. Uma senhorita tão desagradável, who changed her story in between her first reaction reel and the debrief, back at her suburban Airbnb or where the fuck that was filmed.
First reaction reels:
'Just saw SH.' Not alone, oh no: 'com uma moça'. With a girl. So yeah, she had qualms asking for a pic.
First lie and dramatization. She posts a message for S where she explains she did not dare approach him, but she saw him alright. The one in Portuguese is completely different, though: 'I am going to post the video without sound, because I could only say "what a shame", while I was filming him on the sly. LOL.' I guess she thinks we are all idiots, or something. Also, in her reel, she confirms: 'ele estava almoçando com outra pessoa'/he was having lunch with another person. So far, so good, right?
Six hours later, a second debrief batch of reels, taking her reader's questions. The narrative changes, with a strong bias:
'Yes, he is super accessible and educated! I did not freak out, I just politely asked to take a pic (what I do consider the right way to approach famous people, at the end they are still human beings).'
For the people in the back: she is a lady. And a liar. The worst kind of liar, actually: a narcissistic one. Let's see what else she takes great pains telling us: 'ele tem um fandom bem tóxico'/he has a very toxic fandom. From now on, we just know what to expect, right?
Second answer, she explains he is very tall. He went inside to pay the bill and then he also went towards the bathroom (wtf?), she followed him inside, she asked for the menu, he finally went out and she approached him ('abordei' - 🙄) between the door and her table. Classy.
Cue in to a third answer (and second lie) to a very odd question: 'what did he smell like?' or something along those lines. For this one, I had to ask confirmation from Shipper Mom, who told me two things (she knew next to nothing about the whole episode- no bias): ' it's damn hard to understand what the hell she is talking about, she is eating half of her words. Plus you can tell she is lying.'
He doesn't smell, she tells us. But hey, she also freaked out a bit, finally (I thought she hadn't?!) and then well, 'ele estava com outra pessoa, uma moça, deve ser a namorada dele'/ he was with another person, a girl, probably his girlfriend'. But then he went inside (again? wasn't he coming out of the venue?), 'and the girl stayed at the table'. Things go murky afterwards, like they absolutely always do: she tells us she spoke to her (?), but would not say anything more, yet making sure to tell us she 'saw both of them'.
If anyone has a better version than mine, please step forward: we listened three times in a row, with Shipper Mom, a teacher of Portuguese and published literary translator. She was appalled by this young woman's carelessness and mendacity.
The Brazilian Tourist Fan is 23 years old (and it shows), she presents herself as a journalist and writer:
Seriously? What are the odds?
And finally, to wrap it up, the classical cheering moment, at yesterday's Hyrox: ' yeah, Sarah, nice!'
Nice, indeed.
FFS. Will it ever end?
Yes, it will. Anything ends: even Stalin's terror.
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LOOK AT YOU
WARNINGS: Smut, degradation, little feminization, a couple other things, wrote this the other day while horny so its probably not the greatest but I thought might as well post it now to celebrate Lando's big win
“Look at you Lando. You’re so fucking pathetic it makes me sick. A couple of mean words and you’re hard as a rock, begging for me to fuck you. What would your friends think if they saw you like this? I bet they would make fun of you, but you would like that because you’re a sick fuck that gets off on shit like this. God, I should just leave your pathetic ass here. You don’t even deserve to be touched in the first place because all you’ve been today is a slut, a slut trying to get everyone to fuck you because one dick isn’t enough for you is it? You want to be a communal toy, getting passed person to person, get filled to the brim with everyone’s spunk, don’t you Lando? Is that what you want? Because I can certainly arrange that if that’s what you want.”
You say, looking down at Lando who was kneeling before you. Lando silently shaking his head at your words.
“Use your fucking words. You didn’t have trouble using them a couple of minutes ago.”
“No, sir.”
“No, sir what?”
“No sir, just want to be yours. Just want to be your toy, your toy that you use for your own pleasure.”
“Good, that’s better. Now, bed on your back.”
You watch as Lando quickly scrambles to his feet and then to the bed to get in position. As he gets into position, you notice a plug in his hole. You let out a laugh,
“Seriously Lando, seriously and here I thought you couldn’t get any more pathetic, but I guess I was wrong. God, I shouldn’t of expected anything less from a whore. You know and I was going to be nice and prep you, but I don’t think I will now. I think I’m gonna fuck this sweet little ass of yours raw, so for the next couple every time you move you remember what I did.”
Lando could help the moan that slipped from his lips, his cock dripping like crazy at your words.
“Yeah, I knew you would like that, you sick fuck.” You say as you begin to quickly strip yourself of your clothes. In no time, you're on the bed taking the plug out of him and replacing it with your cock. Lando can’t help but moan in pleasure and pain as you bully your cock inside of him. It hurts so fucking good just the way he likes it. You weren’t lying when you called Lando a sick fuck because he was. He was a sick fuck that got off on pain. And as you brutally pounded into Lando more words of disgust slipped through your lips.
“Fuck, you’re loving this. You’re loving getting your hole resized. You just keep sucking me in deeper and deeper. Fuck, I love your pussy so much.”
Lando can’t help the way his body reacts, his hole clamping down on you even more.
“You like that. You like when I call this hole of yours a pussy.”
“Yes, fuck yes.”
“Good, because I love this slutty pussy of yours. Love it so fucking much.”
It doesn’t take long after words for Lando to be coming all over his stomach and chest. But you don’t stop chasing your high you overstimulating Lando in the process. It hurts so fucking good that it isn’t all that long till Lando’s cumming a second time making the mess on himself bigger. And by the time you reached your high Lando has already cum two more times. As you pump your seed into him, your words of filth and disgust are replaced with words of praise and admiration. When you’ve calmed down enough, you gently slip out of him and lie next to him.
“You did such a good job, Lan. I couldn’t be more proud of you.” You say before giving him a kiss on the forehead, your fingers gently carding through his hair. Lando doesn’t say anything just giving you a dopey smile as he leans into your touch before you get up to start a bath for the two of you.
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dabihawks, post war drabble ~
Keigo loves Thursdays.
Really, what's not to love? Like, it's the day before Friday, for one!
It's also a home office day for Keigo, so he can sleep in, which is a new thing he does now!
The fact that Thursday also just happens to be the day he meets up with Touya in the afternoons is merely a coincidence, not at all any reason that Thursdays are now so special to him.
Totally random.
However, here he is now, scuttling about his apartment that he has barley fully moved into, moving around his little trinkets and trying to make the place look more lived in than it truly is.
It's Touya's first time seeing this place since he joined him during the viewing when it was for sale, and Keigo might care just a tiny bit that it looks nice.
And if, when Keigo opens the door and sees Touya standing there looking all healthy (ish, he's getting there) and radiant and with the stupid half smirk, half smile he always sports when he firsts sees Keigo, if then his heart skips a beat, like it does every damn time, well then that is his business and his business alone.
Keigo can hardly keeps his wings from flapping when Touya takes in the apartment with awe, commenting at how Keigo finally discovered his own taste, and he can't help but following the white haired man around with little hops of excitement as they go.
Touya has a way of undoing him like this.
But after the initial excitement of the apartment dies down and they sit down on Keigo's new (used) couch with their tea, Keigo can tell there's something Touya's trying to say.
...but he can't seem to get to it, so Keigo decides to give him a nudge.
"So, how was the Program today?" the hero asks casually, eyeing the in reform ex-villain casually.
Touya huffs.
"It's all the same at this point," he says with a roll of his beautiful, turquoise eyes.
Keigo makes a questioning sound, and Touya continues.
"Actually," Touya adds, and Keigo perks up hoping to finally catch on to what's been bothering his guest.
Touya takes a moment to look Keigo up and down for a second, before he continues.
"I met this weird guy today, apparently he used to work for... them."
It's Keigo's turn to snort.
"You can say the Commission Touya, it's not a curse word," the hero says with a smirk.
"Not that a curse word or ten ever stopped you," he adds and Touya gives a small smile.
"Yeah, well, they only let very few people from there keep working with the new programs, but this guy clearly got to stay," Touya elaborate.
Keigo waits for Touya to finally get to the point, but he's getting a little impatient, which his frazzled wings are starting to show off.
"He asked about you," Touya finally admits, and Keigo's chest does a weird, contracting thing.
"Who..."
Keigo's voice trails off before he can finish his question, but he doesn't have to.
"He said he used to... I guess he took care of you? When you were little?" Touya asks carefully.
Keigo feels himself nod, but he doesn't find his voice.
It has to be Mera.
Mera, with his messy hair and deep set eye-bags, drowsy voice and oddly comforting presence.
Mera who never lost his patience with young Keigo who had no clue about the most normal things, who never ridiculed him, who bandages him up after rough trainings, and who tucked him back into bed after nightmares.
Keigo hadn't seen him since he turned eighteen and was pushed from the nest so roughly he nearly crashed into the pavement.
Keigo turned his attention back to Touya, and with a small voice he manages to ask:
"What did he ask?"
Touya's face was uncharacteristically soft when he took Keigo in for a moment before he spoke again.
"He heard that we're... friends, I guess, and wanted to ask me how you're doing."
Keigo wasn't sure if he imagined it, but he thought he saw a tiny blush on Touya's face when he fumbled to describe their relationship.
He sorta really hoped he did, at least.
"What did you tell him?" Keigo asked, and Touya hummed.
"That you're busy making your first very own nest, that you're still a squawking, strange little bird that's in love with his own reflection and- OUCH!" Touya's tired halted as Keigo (not so) gently slapped Touya's shoulder with his wing.
"You're such an idiot!" Keigo said as he rolled his eyes, but he couldn't hide his smile either.
When Touya was done pouting Keigo raised his eyebrows silently asking for the real answer.
"I told him you're doing better," Touya said simply, and Keigo nodded.
"That's true, I guess," he agreed.
Touya hums and moves to awkwardly pick at a loose thread at his sleeve, which is a sure sign there's more to the story.
"Touya..?" Keigo asked, and Touya nods.
"Yeah, he... he asked if I could tell you he'd love to meet you again."
Keigo's surprised to find his eyes growing a little wet.
"He asked if..?" he asks hoarsely, and Touya's nice enough for once to not point out how hard the question hit the hero.
"Yeah, and I said I'd ask, so, I guess this is that."
Keigo nods, a thousand thoughts flying trough his head at top speed.
Neither of them said anything for a while, and Keigo didn't manage to stop his thought until Touya lightly bumped into his shoulder.
"You can say no, you know?" he says casually.
"Would you come with me?" Keigo asks before Touya even managed to shut his mouth after speaking.
And now it simply hangs open in surprise.
"You want me...?" Touya starts, and Keigo nods.
"To come with me to see him." Keigo finishes.
Touya looks at him for what feels like forever, before he smiles softly, so soft Keigo's heart nearly explodes.
Keigo's eyes registers that Touya's mouth moves, but he doesn't need to hear to understand what the answer is.
Keigo meant to hug him, he swears, but then somewhere along the way his brain decided to go rouge and then...
Then he's kissing Touya.
And Touya is kissing him back.
They are kissing.
And Keigo is quite sure everything will be okay, after all.
#dabihawks#toukei#hawks#dabi#keigo x touya#dabi x hawks#hawks x dabi#keigo takami#touya todoroki#touya x keigo#mha#bnha#my hero academia#boku no hero academia
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#bonus under the cut getting that snout facing right at the camera#camerupt#early 2000s animation cow‚ apparently. that's what someone just said about the bonus image. i honestly never understood this thing's name#i always thought it was pretty obviously a cow. but then its name implies camel. camel erupt. camerupt. is there a specific kind of#camel that just looks like a cow?? or. what. or am i just misremembering what camels look like#either way‚ i still think this pokémon is pretty cool‚ but i don't really use it ever in my own playthroughs. i don't think i *ever* have#not even in pokémon colosseum where i'm pretty sure you can get a shadow numel at some point. bc i already had a fire-type#not sure which one it was but it was definitely one of them. maybe cyndaquil? because of the dudes with the johto starters#that you fight near the beginning in pppp uuuhhh the PHENAC city i couldn't remember the name. for a second there.#i wasn't aware as a kid that their outfits corresponded to the type of the starter they had and also that you could only fight one of them#i think as a kid i was under the impression that there was only the one. for some reason i remember fighting the green one#oh wait they have the second-evos yeah. cuz he had bayleef. and the red one would've had quilava. not cyndaquil#ugh my memory is not very good evidently. i'm writing these tags after work. normally i do them right when i wake up but this time i just#do not have an excuse for not being able to remember shit. this is just on me. maybe it's amplified by the fact that i have yet to eat today#which i have a very bad habit of doing. forgetting to eat all day and not eating until like 5 and then that being my only meal for the day#i'm trynna get better about it but it is Not easy for some reason. for something that should be decidedly very simple#but my brain doesn't often let me eat until i've completed all of my silly little Tasks. so. idk. this will however post the day after i've#arrived back home from my trip which is nice. the first time future me will be sleeping in her own bed again. good luck again future me#you might need it
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It really is like my brain went, "Wow, those are powerful intrusive thoughts you've got there. You know what's more powerful? Your desire to see this guy traumatized. Have 1.5 days of maladaptive daydreaming about them."
#I'm predicting this will continue for what's left of today#'pulled myself out of it' now but just enough to do things like post online and eat#I predict I'll return#I got up for the first time today (it's 7pm) and was suprised at how weak and shaky i felt#thought 'it is almost as if I experienced everything from the daydream. the power of one's mind over their physical well-being truly is#exceptional isn't it?' and then realized since I hadn't gotten up today I hadn't eaten and 'breakfast' was in the daydream#(was having trouble remembering whether it was or wasn't)#and of course knew I hadn't yesterday save for breakfast#which was real. I ate it outside and it was nice.#oh yeah and yahto fronted for like 10 minutes earlier but all he did was respond to our friend on the main blog and then we switched again#So it really has been a solid 1.5 days of nothing but daydreaming#Not about Cedar this is about the other one#Cedar also featured prominently. He just wasn't the main draw.#It was a coherent plotline but I wouldn't tell not-cedar the details of it on pain of death#I need something to call this person other than “not-cedar” or just using pronouns that WILL NOT communicate to them that it's them#And it's technically people not person but I don't know which they prefer#100% of people I've gotten obsessed with are also plural (all 2 of them) (or 14(?) depending on how you count it)#(Actually. Since I'm specifically obsessed with Cedar not his whole system it's more like 6? people)#(I'm not sure if there's a particular alter I like the most in the second system)
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feels weird to not have much to post, i feel like i basically disappeared off social media compared to how i used to post but. there is simultaneously so much going on (things that are boring/heavy and not fun to post about) and nothing at all going on (i have not been able to play anything very much and havent been watching anything besides random documentaries i stumble across), leading to me having nothing to say lmao
i did finally write down a bunch of hypixel worldbuilding headcanon junk instead of having it only be word-of-mouth between me and ark lol. only 1700 words, i can do better 👍 it was literally only about admin magic, what exactly it means to "hack," what a server is, and limbo kjgfhk. i might make a big post about the limbo section one day :]
#things that arent worth having their own post bc it's boring normal life stuff#I LOVE MY JOB!!!!!!!!! i've only worked one day but i had a lot of fun#and i like my coworkers. im scared of tomorrow tho bc my manager who has been guiding me around isnt gonna be there#so second day in and im already on my own DFGHKJG it'll be fine.........#also I GOT MY DESK ORDERED LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO. SOON I WILL BE BACK ON THE GRIND I WANNA PLAY SKYBLOCK SO BAD#i've only been able to play on weekends or at ark's ;-; pain and suffering i need somewhere to sit#also fun fact. remember how the house was full of mold. well there was ALSO a gas leak for the past couple weeks#my existence is a miracle#im blaming all past behaviors on this. im normal now dont worry 👍👍👍#i think i already mentioned this but my snes power cable is missing and i need a new one Pain And Suffering#on the brighter side of my old games. i found by gbc! AND THE BATTERIES STILL WORK SOMEHOW LMAO#i can finally do a miserable gen 2 shiny hunt yippeeeeee#trying to find my gameboy copy of tetris attack but i dont see it anywhere 😔#uhhhh yeah that's about it i guess. been busy with sorting out work stuff and money problems and Everything Else#currently taking care of health stuff i havent done in years. time for dentist today wahoo#gonna try to get an eye exam soon. it's been like. a decade-#im not sure my vision is still 20/20 im having trouble reading some things digitally#billboards are fine. electronic ones are not those are just smudges#i dont know enough about eyes to know what that could be#chat
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did you ever post your thoughts on shishido on here ??
if i did i dont think i said anything major beyond 'hes neat :)'
#snap chats#so funny though i was thinking of drawing shishido over the weekend#obviously i. didnt. but i still very much like his design#i have an outfit based off his white pants one and its one of my faves so needless to say i do think hes drippy at least#it was also really goofy doing set pieces where he was a partner cause he was just as much of a threat as enemies were 💀💀#it was funny tho i was a fan i couldnt even be mad#shishido as a chara tho ..... yeah i still think he was neat#the twist at the end was probably the goofiest thing i ever seen but the series has done goofier#plus if there was any way to reveal a character was going to betray the cast im glad it was cause he was making a tiktok 💀💀#him getting Monster House'd and then coming out the cement pit was also goofy but i respect it#shishido and tsuruno's actors are adorable if anything im a huge fan of those two and seeing posts second hand from twitter lejalkaej#i forgot tsuruno's name for a minute though so idk what that says about how much i like tsuruno#WHICH IS WACK CAUSE I REALLY DO LOVE TSURUNO THO LMAO def my fave alongside akame from gaiden#im sorry king idk how i forgot you my memory's bad though we've established this#funny enough im wearing my outfit inspod by tsuruno's outfit today ... goofy timing all this is ...#oh god i got terribly off topic. point is Shishido Neat idk what the daidoji gon do with him but. fingers crossed#fingers crossed its nothing terrible bros been through enough vlekrjla#him proceeding to give his tragic backstory to kiryu Who Could Not Give One is still top ten funniest moments ever
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Good morning besties! 💖 have a lovely day!
#i would rather still be asleep but alas I have things to do!#urgh i had a dream about Douma last night the second one this week 😭#cannot escape him no matter WHAT#gonna have a complete me day today! i'm in dire need of a self care day#decided i'm gonna go on a walk after my call and spend some time in the woods#then when i come home i'll do a workout and make a gifset#play a game and have some peach slices#then take my nephew the park#sounds like fun!#ily#sky rambles#dl#need to wash my face and make brekkie first#gonna have some strawberry porridge with chia seeds and banana#ooooo it's Inosuke's birthday tomorow i should make his set today!!! i was working on a colouring one#but i won't finish it in time so a gifset it shall be#was gonna post another douma one but he can wait#the fact the only things i did for ep1 was douma and then I dipped omg#i am neglecting everyone 😭#i'm really just rambling in the tags now but yeah i hope i have a nice day and weekend#my mental health needs is so damn badly i am a MESS
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Casually records a 2 hour 11 minute video of the first part of the first case of the Great Ace Attorney Chronicles despite having already played it before simply because I want to
#if i want to make videos and post them onto youtube#i'd better figure out a way to make time for that in my schedule#full-time job or not#but wow this is really going to be one video huh#idk about daily uploads but that's kinda wild i guess lol#anyway. i'll work on editing it and whatnot today and save it for when i have a backlog of other edited videos or smth#i don't want to push the editing thing too far 'cause i don't want to burn myself out on editing#but yeah. it'd be neat to get maybe three videos a week#maybe two with how much time it takes just to record great ace attorney chronicles#question is which other game should i focus the guaranteed second video series on?#i'll post a poll in a minute with games that interest me in my library atm#and depending how i feel i might rotate them
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ok i slept for 7 hours and it's not 11 pm and i feel so nasty and bad that only killing myself can fix it..... Goodbuh buh
#i have to wake upfor work at 5 am#the thing is i like early shifts but only wjen i start at 7 am#because at 6 am i have to prepare rhe store for when it opens at 7 and i have tl. PACK. ALOT#AND I TOLD THEM SO MANY TIMES I CANT DOTHKS AND THWY STILL MAKE ME PACK ALL TBE FUCKKNG BREAD LKKE ARE YOU INSANE#and i havd less than 30 mins usually . that is not enough for me especially because i also have to do like 2 other things#like i can'r do that shit quickly becaus ei get so easily motion sick and i WILL THROW UP i ger motion sick just from looking at my phone#inside the car for more thsn 10 seconds. it's terrible GENUINELY TERRIBLE#AND RHEY FXPECT ME TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT QUICKLY??? wow#anyways. i'm also sad because. well. i posted sbout it earlier today . and i miss my ex alot. well. yeah#i will maybd watch breaking bad and ear cause i didn't eat anything today. i actually didn't. any drank one apple fig flavored red bull
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so! my job just subtracted a whole dollar per hour from my pay without even fucking telling me (in addition to the $60+ in conveniently ‘lost’ tips)! i feel as though i am going insane!
#and they like me?? they say i do a good job and the co-manager said i match his energy etc?? and i mean they see how i bust my fucking ass#all of the time so like….#I DONT UNDERSTAND THIS LOL. i pour so much energy into this job and honestly i am just feeling quite fucking done!#i missed my window to apply for the most perfectly located post office clerk job the other day btw. why? bc i had to work a long shift ALONE#while we were at capacity; and i was so fucking tired that i just collapsed when i got home and missed my window. (the time available to app#ly to post office jobs is always so forking short.)#and like#that very day i had an anxiety attack in the parking lot and kept feeling like no i can’t fucking do today. i do not have this in me. but i#felt guilty about putting my coworker on the spot so i was like okay. i just have to go in and be conscious and get paid. and then ofc the#second i walk in there - still crying - i have 1000 things to do to just keep things Mildly running bc no one from laundry was even on shift#and i was alone back in aquatics etc etc.#i had zero energy that day and yet i still gave that fucking job my all and it wore the FUCK out of me and now i get my paycheck and it’s li#ke. okay so this is what i get for all that?? a pay decrease without notice and tip theft. what the fuck you absolute fuckers.#SIGH so i’m going to have to find the time to talk to my boss#but i know he doesn’t have enough power to actually influence my pay or whatever so i might have to go talk to his boss (who dislikes me) so#yeah!#yeah! yeah#um in positive news#i think i’m going to go get myself a bagel. one of the fancy ones that’s $3 at the bagel bin.#so yeah. bagels are good.
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hihi vent post incoming (tldr im pretty sure everyone hates me and also im gonna fail all my exams)
#first off i did NOT end up studying! probable executive dysfunction went and got me again! i only managed to study a tiny but before and#now im procrastinating. again. killing myself ! 😁 im actually gonna fail rs tomorrow like who CARES about rs ofuhrkdkfkf it's bad. it's so#bad im in the trenches rn .....#i can physically feeling my brain shriveling the longer i spend online maybe if i finish typing i can get it together and start fucking stu#dying!!!!!!#second this whole i keep posting things then immediately getting second thoughts and deleting 😭😭😭 like its so embarrassing on twitter#discord tumblr everything????? can i not talk to people in a calm and measured fashion???? WHY do i keep typos ???? i am so socially inept#it's not even funny. im sooo fucked#maybe i am a teen going through and it's the hormones making me overthjnk everything buttt#i want normal pills!!!! i dont wanna get diagnosed for anything i just wanna try some medication and see if it fixes me !!! please!!!!!!!!#i.actually need to study or im fucked#so#uh#yeah#id much rather fail rs than history cuz i like history so i have to be normal by tomorrow wish me liuck!!!!!!!#ok so maybe this ventpost is not sad and upset more overwhelmed and angy at myself. whatever! I SHOULDNT HAVE WASTED ALL OF LAST NIGHT#DRAWING FUKDHFKDKFK#wish i could just undo today cant lie 😭 taken a WALK at least instead of languishing but now its 10 pm and im running out of time#im continueing to waste time on tumblr ok no. i AM going to study#vee rambles#proofread this .... also typo ridden! im stupid and i cant speak english someone pulverize me ！#also my bried venture onto twitter .... disastrous . i think i've turned many people from neutral or even positive about me to firmly#irritated. great! classic me fikejfldlflslmglslf < keysmash of anger
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just sent in an assignment exactly 1:50 minutes before it was due oh my god i can feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins
#went off my adhd meds during the extended weekend cause i spent it at a uni sports competition#which means during the day i watched matches and cheered for my uni and during the night i got drunk and danced badly to music i don't like#from what i've read the meds would mess up my ability to tell when i need to stop drinking and yeah i would nawt have liked that#cause i actually pride myself in the fac that while i do get drunk and have fun i always know when to stop#like i've never in my life puked from alcohol and i almost never have hangovers the day after drinking#anyway i went off my meds and only started taking it again today so no effects yet the adhd is back full force#and honestly i wasn't too worried about this assignment cause i had to choose and comment on 3 civil law cases#each dealing with different things regarding evidence: one borrowed evidence one procuration of evidence determined by the judge#and one inversion of the onus of the evidence (with the catch of it not being a consumer relationship it had to be regulated by cpc not cdc#i had already separated each of these so i'd only have to write about them which would take what? 1 hour max?#so i started writing 21:30 pretty late considering i had almost the whole day to do it but still had a reasonable amount of time#however... as i started writing about the last one i was like hold on... and then realized i misunderstood the case and it wasn't applicabl#it was already like 22:20 by then so i scrambled to find a inversion of onus one but like ALL OF THEM ARE REGARDING CONSUMER RELATIONSHIPS!#i spent like an hour and 10 minutes trying to find one and i simply couldn't...#so i made do with a case where one part argued saying the relationship didn't fit the one described in cdc (consumer defense code)#and the judge said you can apply cdc but even if you couldn't you can apply the cpc (civil procedure code) so either way onus is inverted#and then i just pretended the whole argument was about the second point cause at that point i had like 15 min to write about it and send#did not proofread a single word idk if it's coherent or even correct but idc at least it was sent on time#and the other 2 parts are pretty well done so not too bad even if the last one is wrong#my post#anyway no classes tomorrow cause it's the day my uni was founded and they celebrate by cancelling everything so hooray
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omg unlocked my tumblr officially sanctioned 'this guy can't shut the fuck up' badge 🥳 🥳 🥳
#meowings.txt#...its just such a funny thing to implement to me. on 100 posts u get a badge that says 'this guy posted 100 times. thats a lot'#first of all is it rlly?? but second of all Yeah i do have 'cant stfu disease' thanks for noticing#speaking of which sorry for the spam today chat im feeling soo frenetic hyper and also procrastinating all my responsibilities rlly hard
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𝐂 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 ˚◞♡ ⃗ satoru gojo
𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬 ┊ your husband is unbearably clingy.
𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 ┊0.9k words. no pronouns used or specified gender for the reader. intended lowercase. established relationship (#married).
a/n. — i’m warning u guys right now that this is not proofread 😭 .. i literally just typed this up rq and posted it bc it’s been too long since i’ve last posted something on here
p.s. the prompt was in my notes from a longgg time ago, but i believe it’s from @/creativepromptsforwriting .. if not please lmk !!
"c'mere, hold my hand," satoru pleads for what has to be the third time. he pouts at you, who’s sitting on the countertop.
your brows furrow as you look up from your phone, "but, you're washing the dishes?”
he twists the faucet handle, and a steady stream of water flows down. after a brief glance at you, he places the plate beneath the water and says, "i know how to multitask, baby."
clinginess is defined as “the tendency to stay near someone for emotional support, protection, ect.” but there has to be another term for what satoru is, because you can't give any of those things while holding his hand right now.
you let out a deep breath and turn off your phone, watching as the screen fades to black. "satoru, there's no way i'm sticking my hand in that dirty dishwater," you say, sliding your phone into your pocket.
he practically shoves the plate into the drying rack. "i can't believe this," he huffs. "we literally had vows."
“what are y—“
��we had vows that said you’d love me in sickness and in health.”
"well…are you sick?" you ask, crossing your arms across your chest.
he pauses his task of washing dishes, leaving them untouched. leaning over the sink, he rests his arms against its edge. he steals a furtive glance at you, only to find your gaze locked onto him. with a hint of hesitation, he softly mumbles, "no..." before you can respond, he interrupts, "but i’m in health, and the vows said that you have to love and cherish me in this state too."
you lean back, searching your mind for what the alternative of holding his hand would be. because in no world would you hold his hand in dishwasher. then, it hits you. "for now, would a hug make you feel better?"
he answers your question with a hum, and you can't believe he's debating whether or not to accept your offer after all that drama over holding hands in dishwater. even so, he adds, "i'll have to give it some thought."
two can play that game.
“it’s okay,” you say, gracefully hopping down from the counter. a smirk spreads across your face. “i could just go—sit on the couch?” slowly, you start to walk in his direction and make your way over to the living room.
he doesn’t say anything, letting you do as you please. it’s not until you start to pass by him, that you get the reaction you wanted.
or atleast, somewhat similar to what you wanted.
"on second thought—" he exclaims, and the dishwater swirls around him as he turns around, his hands still wet and dripping.
you cringe as small puddles gather on the tiles. "hey—" but he interrupts you as he reaches out to grab your wrist. “ew—I—what the hell?”
you instinctively try to pull back, but he slips his wet hand in yours; sealing your fate.
“satoru—”
“what happened to nicknames?”
“satoru.”
"’m not sure who that is. i go by a lot of names, but not that one. lets go down the list, yeah?” he clears his throat. “i go by "babe, baby, swe—"
"you should consider adding "gojo" to that list."
"now, when have you ever called me gojo?”
"right now, in exactly ten seconds.” your husband gasps, hanging his mouth open. “satoru go—"
“woah woah woah—what’d i do to deserve this treatment?”
“you put your dirty dishwater hand in mine.” you jerk your hand back, struggling to escape free of his grip.
his grip tightens on your hand, “if you’re feeling like not loving me today then just say that.”
“hey—don’t discredit me. i offered you a hug and you said you had to “think” about it.”
“cause holding your hand ‘s better.”
you sigh, “after you’re done with the dishes, you can hold my hand as long as you want.“
he lets out a soft, thoughtful hum—the same hum that got you both into this situation in the first place. at the same time you shake your head, a mischievous twinkle appears in his eyes, and a smile twists onto the edges of his lips. "deal" he says, shaking your hand. “but before-“
you tsk, making him drop his excuse.
“wh—“
"the quicker these dishes get done, the quicker you’ll be able to hold my hand. so get on with it—go," you playfully command, and his grip loosens in response. seizing the opportunity, you slide your hand out of his grasp. you look down at it, seeing bits of food that’ve stuck to your palm. gross.
you walk over to the sink, feeling the cool water flow over your hand, washing away the food and dirt that clung to your skin. as you stand there, you hear satoru's voice grumbling from behind, "i hate doing dishes,” and you can’t help but snort.
before you know it, you feel his presence close behind you, his body pressing against yours. his arms encircle you, creating a cozy pocket of space between the counter and his body. satoru leans over your shoulder, gets a sponge from the soapy water, and starts washing a bowl. you simply lean back and look at his features.
the sight almost makes you want to stay in his arms forever. that is, until you realize the predicament you're in.
“you did not,” you whine. you desperately try to break free from the cage he’s trapped you in, but your attempts prove more and more pointless.
"oh, yes, i did," he declares with a smile. “what did you say earlier?" he clears his throat before proceeding. "the faster these dishes are done, the sooner you'll be able to hold my hand," he says, mockingly imitating your tone. "so, the faster these dishes are done, the sooner you can leave and do anything you want."
you sulk and moan while you reluctantly grab a dish and a spare sponge from the sink. “i hate you.”
“i love you more.”
#(っˆ ³(ˊ ᵕ ˋก ) ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 ࿐ྂ#i have a essay due in a couple hours and i’m over here writing fics .. 😣#gojo x reader#gojo x reader fluff#gojo angst#gojo x you#gojo headcanons#gojo scenarios#satoru gojo#satoru gojo x reader#jjk x reader#jjk gojo#jjk x you#jjk fluff#jujustu kaisen#jujustu kaisen x reader#jujustu kaisen headcanons
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Part Three
Warning: If you don't like Taylor Swift, you're not gonna like this chapter that much, homie. But So Long, London is so fitting for this drabble series. (I guess a series since it's longer than a drabble at this point)
Can’t stop thinking about reader just trying to move on
You had to remind yourself several times not to check in with the guys. It had almost become second nature doing something big like this. But going to another country…
Not that they would care. You told yourself. It was for the best that way.
The expo went better than you expected. You didn’t believe that there would be a line out the door of eager readers wanting to read your book, but you got a decent amount. More than a few told you they couldn’t wait to read it. Several asking for photos and asking questions on any future books, a spin-off or even continuing the series.
When one a particular large group of girls your age asked for a group photo, you could have cried. They were had found each other in an online book club. You had given them your book several months ago. All copies signed with a note thanking them for taking the time to read what you had poured your heart into.
You had spent a large chunk of your free time talking to them. Bonding more so as women than over your book.
"Have you listened to Taylor's new album?"
It had only been out for two days and you had been able to avoid it like the plague. You didn't need to even listen to 'So Long, London' to know it would fucking gut you. So you would enjoy your time in the states. Save the listening experience for when you were packing up their stuff.
They had posted and tagged you before continuing on with the rest of the expo. You had reposted the photo to your own social media. Or at least one attached to the pen name you had crafted. You only had twelve thousand instagram followers, but it was something.
The first day was much like the second. You had attended several Q & A sessions with a panel of more experienced authors and managed to go to a few meet and greets. Before you knew it, it was time to pack up shop.
The agent the publishing house had assigned to you had stuck with you for most of the day. You were able to pick her brain a bit about new ideas for possible future plot lines and her thoughts. Overall, the trip was great.
Not only were you able to make great connections and take a lot back home with you to reference, but for a few days you forgot what waited for you back home. Or rather what wasn't waiting for you.
By the time your plane landed back in London you could barely hold yourself up. You left the expo, went straight to the hotel to shower, pack and head to the airport.
Your flight was delayed. Your luggage was taking forever to get onto the belt. It was only seven, but fuck if you weren’t ready to just call it a day. Tomorrow you would have to start again. Opening up the shop. Coming back to an empty flat. Maybe start gathering up the items the boys had left behind.
Should you give them in separate boxes or just one giant one and let them sort it out themselves? It was easy to discern whose sweatshirt and t-shirts belonged to who, but when it got to things like socks and chargers...
Yeah.
They could sort it themselves.
You could drop it off at Kyle's when you knew he would be at the gym. He was good at avoiding you anyway.
It wasn't until you stood in your apartment did it hit you.
You were alone.
For the first time in over a year you couldn't call one of them over to soothe that ache of loneliness.
For the first time in over a year, you had to relearn how to handle just being alone.
You usually showered at night. Washing away the grime of the day before settling into bed. But today was a new chapter. You woke up wanting to start it on a good note. Plus you went straight to bed after getting home so you still had a bit of airport funk on you.
It had been a week. One official since you had sent that text nailing the coffin shut. You had touched base with your friends who didn't bat an eye at you dating four men at once. They liked them, even if Simon scared them. You didn't give them the details of the breakup or the cause. You were pretty private in your problems and if you wanted relationship advice, you would seek an unbiased unopinion.
You had a good group of friends, but the moment you told them that you were well and truly heartbroken, they would insist the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. Something you were nowhere near ready for.
So you needed to look like you had your shit together. You put on a dress that was feminine and, most importantly, comfy as fuck. An A-line floral frock paired with a light sweater and some white trainers. You knew a few of your friends would be stopping by for tea so you need to look like you were taking the separation well. Even if you were barely holding it together.
With makeup and perfume on, you started the early morning stroll to your shop.
You loved openings. Starting up the register and selecting the playlist for today. Picking out the essential oil to put in the diffuser even though you mostly stuck with a lavender and vanilla blend during the spring months.
For the morning you stuck with a Taylor Swift Instrumental playlist you had found initially for studying, but you liked the peaceful feeling it brought. Even when it covered the most gut wrenching songs.
You had started to collect the online orders that had accumulated over the last week. Sending out the e-mails alerting to your patrons that their orders were ready for pick up. Luckily you weren't set to receive a delivery until tomorrow.
It was eight and everything was set. Although not many people came to a bookstore at eight in the morning, it really didn't bother you opening up that early considering you were the only employee that was on the payroll. It gave you the possibility of making money, but mostly you spent the morning reading or writing.
You flipped the sign over from CLOSED to OPEN. Ready to start take on the day.
You had turned the kettle on in the back room when your friends had stopped by around lunch. You always said it was just tea, but you always had an array of snacks on standby for you all to munch on.
Meredith was complaining about what a dick the new client at the law firm was being. An absolute slime who had been married to his wife for almost twenty-five years before he decided to fuck his twenty-two year old assistant.
Tabitha didn't want to talk about work. To her, her career in tech was just a paycheck. She did what she needed to do and left when she was done.
You talked about the expo and how your book. Although neither of them really read, they had promised that they would read your book. You didn't hold your breath. They had reposted your posts as well as making ones of their owns in celebration of you. Words of praise about your dedication and hard work.
You realized that even though they couldn't give you the support you needed as readers, they supported you blindly. You could have written absolute garbage, but they would still support you.
You talked about how many people liked your book and wanted pictures and to sign their copies.
Then came the question you had been rehearsing since you had texted them a week ago. They both shared a look before Meredith finally asked.
"How are you holding up?" You gave a half-smile and a shrug. So perfectly rehearsed in your head you were ready to deliver your lies lines.
"I'm fine," you lied. "It was just fading so there isn't much of a difference, I guess." Not necessarily a lie. "We just wanted different things and were on different paths in life." Not a lie. "It's for the best." You weren't sure if that last one was a lie or not just yet.
They both shared a passing look before returning their gazes back to you. "You know you can come to us about this stuff." Tabitha's hand reached across the table, placing a hand on top of yours.
"It wasn't going to work out." You added. "Situations like that don't and I should have known better."
"A situation?" Meredith asked. "When have you ever called it a situation?"
"It always was one."
"I love you enough to call bullshit." She raised her eyebrow at you, crossing her arms over her chest. "You loved them and you need to stop pretending this is easy."
"You're a divorce lawyer, Mere," You reminded. "You see marriages fall apart every day."
"I do. I get to see from across the table how a woman is still willing to take her cheating arse of a husband back. So the fact that you went from on cloud nine with all of them to not even talking about the break up is concerning to say the least."
"Tabitha," you looked at your only ally left. "A little back up would be nice."
"I'm with her on this one." She confirmed. "You loved them. Not that I cared, but if you weren't talking about books or the shop, you were talking about them. What you did, where you went. How they fucked you."
"I think I'll miss that part the most." Mere sighed. "I lived vicariously through you."
"You know you could actually date people." Tabitha suggested.
"I'd rather live with chronic carpal tunnel than a man." You almost choked on your tea. If you were wearing pearls you would have used the comedic relief of clutching them to break the awkwardness of the current topic of conversation.
"That should be put on a t-shirt." You suggested
"I wouldn't mind it on a welcome mat to be honest." Tabitha added.
"But in all seriousness, cut this bullshit." Meredith gave you an sympathetic smile. "We're here. Good, bad and ugly."
You returned her smile. "I know."
You had closed up shop for the evening. Your lunch had gone longer than expected so now you were left doing the dishes and clean up during closing. You were setting the last cup on the drying rack when you heard the front door chime.
Shit.
You must have forgotten to lock the door when you turned the sign.
“I’m sorry!” You apologized, making your way out of the back break area and to the front of the store. “We’re-”
“Closed.” He said, locking the door behind him. “I saw the sign.”
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