don't you worry, im a bit of a teather kid if a show is what it takes for rook to finally kiss you...then a show is what you'll get

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Oh my— it’s super effective!

What are puppy leon/sub leon 3 favorite things to do in bed?

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rubs hands together… idk if these qualify as ‘things to do’ but here we go

being completely naked while you’re still fully clothed. he always gets sooo blushy when he’s the one fully bare and laid out on his back and that you haven’t taken off… anything. the cutest splotches of red start to spread over his chest and neck in embarrassment, and he can’t do anything to hide how hard and twitchy his cock is </3

being humiliated. rghhh. he goes crazy for soft, praising degradation. telling him what a pretty slut he is. how he’s leaking so much and making such a big mess of himself. honestly makes him so turned on it’s dizzying

handjobs but specifically the ones where you’re behind him. theyre his favorite!! he’ll never complain if you spoon him and start palming his soft cock while he’s sleeping. feel him grow hard in your hands and make him wake up all horny and confused about what’s going on, maybe cover his mouth with your hand to muffle his moans <3 mhm

omg omg how would fragile reader use foxtorre in gameplay? idk why the first thing i thought of is reader throwing it at their enemies but they wouldnt do that 😭 im suddenly thinking how their gameplay would be like, their vision, their idles, etc... IF YOU COULD PLEASE MAKE VOICELINES FOR THEM I THINK IT WOULD BE COOL

Fragile reader throws the creature onto the field to do the work for them! Depending on whether their skill is held or tapped, Foxttore will summon multiple little Puffttores that will attack enemies to heal the team or do damage, based on reader’s current HP. Using the skill also consumes a set amount of fragile reader's HP. But using their burst will let them recover HP, as they will steal a certain percentage of HP from their fellow party members. All they want to be is healthy, they can be a little selfish, no? But fragile reader isn’t that mean, they’ll grant the party members who they stole HP from a random buff (ATK, crit rate/dmg, EM, etc) so they can sit back and relax as the others fight for them. And no, they won’t steal HP from Dottore or another Harbinger on the team, that’s their beloved and their friends after all! But they can’t do elemental reactions, they don’t want that horrid thing from Celestia and even if they got one they would refuse to use it. (But I still have hope another element will be added, I cannot see Dottore using a Vision HE BETTER NOT he’s stronger than that 😞)

Their idles include pulling out Foxttore and squeezing it really tightly, and then they suddenly pause for a few seconds as they feel something fuzzy moving inside of their shirt... and then a few small Puffttores jump out of their clothes making them laugh :) Another one, i imagine they carry around a small bag to hold their necessary items (such as medication) but also to bring around a scrapbook they've made with all their memories. Lots of photos and journal entries spanning many years. They pull it out and flip through it, before sighing almost sadly and putting it away again. Their BIS weapon is the same one from centuries ago, Dottore had preserved it for all those years so they could use it once again (not really though because they wobble all over the place if you use their normal attacks)

Hello: "I am [Name]. I doubt I'll be much help to you, but I'm here now. By the way, I won't do anything I don't want to. If you have a problem with that, you can take it up with Dottore."

About the Archons: "... Do not mention them in front of me... it makes me sick to my stomach, thinking about the divine. However, there is one exception - the Tsaritsa of course. She is truly the epitome of what a God should be, benevolent and kind. I may not be able to help much, but I will support her until the end. When you meet her, Traveler, I hope you will understand her goals."

About the Illness: "Ah, my sickness... it has plagued me for countless years, laying a horrible curse upon my body and mind. It's... it's been quite difficult sometimes... er, forgive me. It's hard to speak about."

"Oh... to be honest, Paimon always thought you were faking it for the Fatui's goals to some extent."

"... this is why I only confide in Dottore."

About Dottore: "My one and only... words cannot express my tenderness and love toward him. Not once has he given up on me, despite the times I've given up on myself. And he has always taken care of me, not once faltering in over four hundred years. I- I don't know what to do sometimes when faced with that information. I wish I could be... less of a burden on him... *sigh*"

About the Akademiya: "Say, does anything good come out of that school anymore? Hm? You say a brilliant mage graduated from there and is now a librarian? Well, good for her. Who would want to be associated with them anyway? And there's also a doctor who's very sick, searching for the answer to immortality? Well now... how interesting."

About the Past: "You wish to know about my past? Well, there's not too much to say. I was a regular student in the Akademiya before I met Dottore, and we fell in love... we did many things together before I... It's not like it matters anymore, being the way I am now..."

Chat - The Body: “One’s body is extremely important, yet many take it for granted. Please, make sure to treasure and love your body. It does more for you than you could ever imagine.”

Chat - Walks: "I love taking walks. It seems so normal to you but, it brings me great happiness. Especially now... I have not felt the sun caress my body or the soft breeze sweep through my hair for a long, long time. Hm? I don't mind if you come with, but... Dottore will be joining me shortly. Would you like to see him? No? Hehe."

When it Rains: "Oh no... do you have an umbrella? Dottore's going to- a-achoo!- get mad at me for not taking care of myself properly..."

Likes - Dancing: "O-oh. You saw me just now? I was just... practicing. I'm not very good at it, but dancing with Dottore as he twirls me around makes me... happy. I just need to stop tripping and falling over his feet all the time."

Nahida - About You: "You've met the Doctor's spouse? Please, would you enlighten me about them some more? I have always been extremely curious about the kind of person who would capture his attention. Hmm... I see. Still sick, are they? Perhaps Dottore sees something in them that the rest of us cannot. Though, I have to commend their spirit. Being able to wake up every day and face what's in front of them while being afflicted with such a condition... takes a strong will."

what the fuck was that!

Different anon here, interested in what you have to say about Ryan's voice and his characters, I was wondering if you can write a bit on Sebastian Wilder?

AH, YES... I feel like I'm being repetitive if I bring up the soft fricatives/gentle consonants again, over and over, so I'll use some videos as examples while I'm rambling here. I'm honestly just going to be throwing my words out into the void and seeing if it sticks. Half of this is me just gushing about how much I like the sound of his voice instead of rly analyzing it like I did with previous anon. I'm not sure if you wanted me to write on the softness of his voice specifically or if I can take the reigns... I think I'll touch on a little bit of everything ❤

Sebastian's vibe is all low-hooded long-lashed eyes, whiskey pink lips, and his voice is no different. He's got a very laid back and somber way of speaking even when he isn't quite an overly laid back type of person.

I enjoy the moments when his voice is deeper with the smallest bit of husk at the edges during the dinner/argument scene like when it's wavering through the line "...a couple years, at least, just this record" (timestamp 2:30) and moments later "do you like the music I'm playing?" (2:53) It's... the gentle quiver at the end of his sentences, the hoarse edge to it. agh. weakens me.

Now, let me touch on his singing voice for a bit...

Sebastian's singing is... warm. He wrangles it into something smooth and self assured. Low and throaty. His lisp is a bit more noticeable when he's singing City of Stars (the solo version). Honorable mention to the smallest rasp melding into 42 seconds.

Another quick thing I want to shout out, cute little subtle waver in his voice again "...from all the way up there" (2:29)

AND how fucking soft his line delivery is here when he says "...and she loved it, and she loved it so much--" (34 seconds) and "I'm sorry?" (51 seconds)

I don't have the proper wording to describe how even his shouting is pleasing to the ears but just take my word for it. Maybe it's the grit. The echo. Who knows!!!! I just think he's pretty. His voice. Is pretty. And his face. And... yeah I haven't slept, you can tell

Tell me about Nico and love

so love is a mad thing right. love is insanity and it is foolishness and it’s absurd and it’s irrational. so loving consists of being mad, essentially. there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for your beloved no pain you wouldn’t brave no risk you wouldn’t take. nothing can stop you from constantly trying to reach them and to keep them in reach. and nico is an endlessly loving being. he’s a naked heart. love is like his lifeline. we’ve seen the lengths he has gone to for love and the things he has done with nothing fueling him but love in no matter the form it was sublimed into. and this readiness to do absolutely anything can drive you to two extremes — on one hand, you’re driving it all inward, allowing for it to destroy you. love for you is the cruelty you direct towards yourself for the sake of the people you love, to prove to them you are truly loving and deserving of their love, and to prove to yourself that you are keeping your end of the bargain, you giving love as a material, tangible proof (constant and endless) in exchange for the love of others (conditional). or it’s the violence you’re forced to endure because you loving becomes the strings to the puppet that you are. you endure every kind of cruelty you are subjected to by the person that you love, just because you get to be kept, not to be left alone. and that for you becomes to be loved. nico is that. he is all self-induced suffering and naïveté and falling for a cruel trap because it’s the promise of love and not-loneliness at the other end. and on the other hand, your love becomes a weapon against the people that you love and others, in a way that it’s not violence in order to protect, it’s in order to keep, it’s possessive, it’s cruel, it makes you a monster. and that’s what nico was over and over again (fruitlessly) manipulated to become. because nico was constantly coerced in some way or another to mold this love into something evil and something harmful and vengeful and bitter and angry that serves no end just free meaningless violence with no ulterior outcome to protect and to prove but he never fell into it too long!!! that makes me insane!!!! i don’t understand!!! it’s like for nico if need be for violence to fall upon someone it will not be on my loved one it will be on me. he chooses that. he chooses to brave it all. what is this need to carry this physical proof of love everywhere… why does it have to be carved into your skin as scars and into your bones as exhaustion and into your mind as devotion for you to think you deserve it back!!!! what!!!! the unconscious perception and understanding of love he has that overflows him and stains everything he does is so peculiar… enduring all of that pain and suffering and throwing so much of yourself and endangering yourself all seems acceptable because if anything is going to kill you then at least let love be the thing that buries you. it’s all insanity. straight up madness.

geo january

i agree

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now at this point in the cryptid runaway batman au, there’s a multitude of directions you could go based on your desired ratio of angst:humor:realism.

here’s one of them, that I’ll define as 40% angst, 40% humor, 20% realism (aka vibes over facts)

bruce runs away to his own basement and lives out of the batcave/wayne station. nobody who lives in the tower knows or cares that the station exists, which makes it the perfect home base for bruce, whose primary goals are freedom and revenge. Living off the streets means nobody has a chance to see his face and turn him into the Arkhams. Living under the tower gives him easy access to menace his evil relatives.

(side note: it’s important for this story that alfred doesn’t lose custody until bruce is 13 or 14, so that he can have already imparted important skills like “taking down a man twice your size” and “scaling the interior of an elevator shaft” before they’re separated.)

he learns stealth by becoming the poltergeist that haunts Wayne Tower. he takes food from the fridge, money from people’s wallets, a little bit at a time. he hides things and shifts furniture ever so slightly and fucks with light fixtures that they flicker constantly. he plays cat and mouse with building security while making them doubt their sanity. subtlety is the name of the game here – he can’t have anyone suspect he stayed in Gotham after he ran.

but he also needs to get out of the tower, without anyone recognizing him as the tabloid’s favorite object of derision/pity/obsession. bruce being bruce, his solution to this problem is the full batman getup. He doesn’t pause midway through in a ski mask and sweatpants. He doesn’t try stage makeup + radical haircut (yet – he’ll absolutely try that later in life). He does keep a hoodie, baseball hat and sunglasses in his bag, but only for if he needs batman to disappear, not for disguising bruce wayne purposes.

at first he’s just wandering around the city at night. but wandering around Gotham at night inevitably leads a person to encounter crimes and, well. bruce has a lot of anger to work through. he starts looking for trouble. he starts noticing that he tends to find trouble in the same sorts of places, being visited on the same sorts of people. word starts going around, and the people he saves start telling him about other people they know who could use his help.

entirely unintentionally he becomes the cryptid guardian angel of Gotham’s late night convenience stores and diners, of her immigrants and homeless, of her late-night workers and the residents of subsidized housing.

he gets free rides in taxi cabs around town and they tell him about all the shit they’ve seen on the streets. the women of the Iceberg Lounge patch him up in their apartments and tell him about the people they’ve seen in the club who shouldn’t be there. the people he meets on the subway tell him about Renewal construction contracts bled dry and hospital budgets siphoned away and a war on drugs that cares nothing for drug users.

He doesn’t say much, but he’s a very good listener. And when he starts to put together the pieces, that’s the beginning of the end for Falcone’s reign over his city.

Random thoughts: do you think, at some point in his life, Artem has written fanfic of his favorite sci fi stories or even interacted with fandom at all?

Related thought: imagine Artem going to a sci fi convention and having a complete misunderstanding of what this kind of convention would be. Like he thought it would be a more serious, business-like convention where people have serious discussions with authors and scientists and people-with-titles, but he gets there and it's a bunch of people in costume chilling out and having fun. There are still serious discussions happening but it's like between someone dressed as a cyberman and someone dressed as a borg. Would he eventually get into the spirit of it or just continue to be confused through the whole event?

Sorry, I was in the shower and started thinking about Artem being his adorable, awkward, nerdy self.

*KICKS DOWN THE DOOR* HELLO!! SORRY I AM HERE AND READY TO RANT AND RAVE, ANON I LOVE THIS ASK SO MUCH HAHA

i think about how artem is a sci-fi nerd so often, it’s one of the things that def cemented him as my fav tot boy. so i have many self indulgent thoughts. please excuse anything that seems off, i’m just letting loose and being the little trekkie fan fic writing whore i am.

as for writing for his fav sci-fi stories, i think he’d go about it like one of his mockingbird reviews in terms of writing an essay about what would be “more narratively satisfying”... like he’d ramble on about this theoretical ending he’s crafted, but the more mc reads it, the more she’s like. hm. if you adjusted this slightly and added dialogue, it’d be a story. you should try writing artem, this is really good.

artem just kinda brushes this off bc he’s the most self depreciating mf on this planet when it comes to anything that isn’t law, but i can see him trying to write his own original, non-fandom sci-fi stuff in the future.

god speaking of fandom, i always forget artem is gen z. i wouldnt be surprised if artem stumbled upon fucking like. 2016 tumblr or something as a teen.

he feels like the type to dislike most conventional, modern day fandom spaces. top ten guys who would bitch and moan about a lack of critical thinking after reading one bad take, type up a whole essay to rebuke the take, then delete the essay once he realizes it’s not worth it

i totally agree with the convention bit 100% HAHAH. i think with the right prodding he’d get into the spirit of things. aka, with mc’s influence. she was the person who got artem to wear a little costume and to act in a play. and act in multiple other things. also the person who put bunny ears on him in one of their cn server dating cards. if mc was like we should couple cosplay!! he would simply be Okay Alright Sure (and i think his theater kid ass would secretly get such a kick out of it too)

random side headcanon with absolutely no basis, so please indulge me, but i agree w the many others in this fandom who think artem would be a trekkie (a next generation or deep space nine enthusiast if i were to wager a guess).....

hmm and for fun, here are my #takes on the other nxx members... luke would probably be a star wars guy (with a nostalgic fondness for the prequels and intense opinions on the clone wars). mc is the middle ground of liking both sw and st. these three are the most intense nerds. marius would like the original star wars trilogy and vyn would disgust and dismay the group after admitting he has not seen anything from either. which like... nxx viewing party in order? perhaps?

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U give wine aunt vibes /affectionate

you're so right nonny, I am very good at drinking a bottle of red and giving terrible life advice based on all the dumb shit I've done <3

Anon: a question for Caelus! Caelus are you a switch/domi/sub?

Caelus couldn't help it as he became a little silent due to the sudden question, that he had not at all expected to get thrown at him. Who went around asking people such questions? It honestly made him a little flustered to be put on the spot like that. It wasn't as if he had never ventured into such a territory before, but it was still something that felt new to him due to his loss of memories, that left little for him to learn from.

Clearing his throat as a small hint of a flush wandered over his cheeks, golden depths gazed slightly off to the side as a single digit went up to scratch at his heated cheek.

❝ I would say that I am a switch. I would do, whatever my partner desired, to make them happy. I like that thought.. very much.. to make them feel as good as possible. ❞

guide you all the way down, be your nightlight ๋࣭ ⭑⚝

up to the challenge : ⌞no nut november⌝ edition [ pt 1 - pt 3 - pt 4 ]

☾₊‧⁺...ft. : nanami kento + h. hiromi + k. choso

☾₊‧⁺...cw : fingerfucking, squirting, dirty talking, begging, deep throating condom breaking, excessive cum, riding, kento being lovey-dovey, hiromi nearly loses his mind, choso being whiny and desperate, reader is on birth control but choso is just worried about the mess of no condom, choso's part is very long and indulgent

☾₊‧⁺...synopsis : to the anon who requests choso and nanami, i hope you don't mind i threw higuruma in here too, i really wanted to include him since he gives the vibes of being in the middle between nanami and choso 🖤 thank you so much for the request !

✧ n. kento lasts : entire month

you were the one to bring this up to kento, mentioning in passing that gojo wouldn't shut up about this 'challenge' he and geto were going to participate in. with a hum, he asks if you were trying to suggest something to him. if you wanted him to try this little 'game,' he wouldn't mind...as long as you'd let him pamper you all month. and he really does; he's breezing through each day as though nothing is wrong. kento's still as sweet as ever, constantly cuddling you, taking you out on formal dates, and telling you how much he loves you. he manages well the entire November, only showing weakness whenever you try to tease him. but of course, if you're going to try and break his streak, he just spreads you out on the bed, fingerfucking you until you squirt all over his hand. eventually, the whole month flies by, and kento genuinely feels relief that it's over. but he's a little shocked when he comes home, and you're dressed in a pretty, yellow matching lingerie set as you drag him into the bedroom that's filled with candles and roses...he pampered you all month, now it was his turn to be pampered.

"kentooo~" having you between his legs like this, cooing his name so sweetly, causes a shiver to shoot down his spine. you look so adorable, so gorgeous on your knees and pressing kisses up and down his length. those pretty kiss marks would be burned into his mind for weeks. but what makes his stomach flip the most? is that look in your eye. that needy, desperate, loving gaze...it made his cock twitch in your hands. "darling, please," he sighs, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek. you smile at him, you fucking smile at him like you aren't peppering his cock in kisses. with a little nip to his thumb, you giggle, nuzzling into his palm. "just focus on me, okay, ken?" he nods, sucking in a breath when your lips press against the tip of his dick. "fuck, princess, god, when you suck me down like that-!" the calm, sweet environment was gone now, with the way you sloppily sucked his cock. it was so fucking messy, your lipstick smearing all over his shaft as your manicured hand cupped his balls, softly massaging them as you felt your spit dripping down to your hand. "yes, yes, just like that, princess, k-keep going. oh, you're so fucking beautiful with my cock in your throat, 'm gonna cum soon in that pretty throat," he oh-so gorgeously moans for you, throwing his head back as he tries not to buck up into your hot mouth. for being such a refined, put-together man, kento loves when you give him such messy head, seeing how your lipstick is smeared everywhere, your chin dripping with precum and saliva. you could feel him throb in your throat just from the view. your kento is so sweet like this, doing his best not to fuck your mouth. but could anyone blame him when your mouth is so hot and wet? god, he never wants you to stop, not when you make him feel so greedy. each time you take him down your throat, kento swears he's going to cum, his head lolling back again as he lets out a deep groan of your name when you take all of him down like it's nothing. he wanted nothing more than to grab you by your hair and fuck your mouth like he wanted...but he wouldn't. no, he's going to keep letting his darling pamper him how she wants...but when he keeps just moaning your name so sweetly, begging you to let him cum... "p-please, honey, I'm so close, let me cum, my pretty girl, let me cum, I'll do anything-!" how could you say no to that?

✧ h. hiromi lasts : entire month

by the end of the first week, hiromi realizes how much he fucking regretted doing this. dealing with his cases has him so stressed he's surprised he didn't go completely grey. every time he comes home, he just wants to love on you, his darling little wife, but he can’t because he’s already dedicated to beating this foolish challenge. so while he can't cum, he is sure to take his frustrations out on you. but it literally crushes him each time he makes you cum, whether it be with his hands, mouth, or dick, and you look at him with those cute pleading eyes, softly whining for him to let you take care of him and make him cum too.

you are too cute for your own good, nearly causing hiromi to cave in several times as the month progressed. even you can see how it was affecting him, as he gets more and more desperate to make you cum, his eyes always zeroed in on your face to ensure your feeling good. he was a prideful, strong man, but fuck, he was so frustrated and pent up that he started to beg you to cum. "you're close, right? i can feel it, sweet thing. just listen to your pussy, she's so wet and sloppy, just from my fingers," he groans into your ear, sounding so wrecked and needy, and he hasn't even touched himself once. but you can hear it, the annoyance in his tone. hiromi is so close to breaking, to giving up and you nearly beg him again to just fuck you, but your eyes catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall. 12:27 am. it was december. he did it, he fucking made it, and you were desperately clawing at his wrist, trying to get his attention. "'romi, 'r-'romi! 's december, you made it, please, pull it out, t-take your dick out, 'romi, need you in me so bad!" with a quick glance to the clock to make sure you weren't fucking with him, hiromi lets out a delirious laugh, undoing his pants enough to pull his throbbing cock out, and he easily folds you in half, sliding his tip through the sopping wet mess between your thighs. "i made it, didn't i? i made it. so now you're gonna reward me, right?" you squeal when you feel the tip of his cock get caught on the entrance of your hole and nudge in juuust enough for you to cry out his name, gushing from the little stimulation it gives you. "look at you...I've been neglecting this little cunt, my fingers aren't enough, my mouth isn't enough. no, no, she needs t' be stuffed with a thick, fat cock to make 'er cream...isn't that right, angel?"

✧ k. choso lasts : 30 minutes

choso was stupid. he was so fucking stupid for even thinking he could do this challenge. he literally heard about it from yuuji before but had no idea what it meant. so here he was, looking at the calendar on his phone. it was mid-morning, and 5 minutes ago, he decided to do this challenge. choso should've remembered that he was a desperate man when it came to you because the second you come out of the bedroom, rubbing your eyes as you sleepily greet your boyfriend, he knows he's fucked. but seeing you in his black t-shirt and likely nothing else and choso let out a shaky sigh. just looking at you has his mind racing with all the different ways he wants to have you. you’d look really cute in his lap with a blissed-out smile on your face. with a needy whine, he stands up, dragging you back to the bedroom as he greedily kisses you, shoving his tongue into your mouth and moaning against your lips.

"fuck, fuck, fuck, 'm sorry, you look s' cute, so pretty, m-my pretty baby, y-your cunt is sucking me in—!" choso is a mess, fucking into you from behind. his hands grip your hips, keeping your ass up in the air as his cock abuses your insides, his hot, thick tip smushing against your cervix. he's fucking you into the mattress, his moans mixing with yours and those sweet, wet squelching sounds coming from your pussy, sucking his cock back in with each pull out of you. "moan louder, please? m-move your head, stop muffling yourself w-with the pillow," he whines, his body hovering over yours. you can feel drool dripping from his mouth onto your back, and just the feeling makes your eyes roll back. knowing he was so needy and desperate just to get his dick wet inside of you that he was drooling all over you made your walls clench so hard around him. "c-cho, 's too fucking deep, b-baby, 'm gonna cum," you sob, hands clawing into the pillowcase. instantly, you feel choso grip you harder, barely pulling out of you as his hips slap against yours in a bruising fashion, your body jolting up the bed with how hard he was fucking you. "don' run, please,, don' run from it," he whimpers, choking on a sob as he feels himself twitch inside your gummy walls, his hips stuttering against yours when you keen, pushing back against him when he hits a spot that feels so good. "fuck, f-fuck, 'm cumming, your pussy's so good, so wet, so fuckin' hot, 'm sorry, 'm cumming-!" despite his orgasm rushing over him, he keeps fucking you, his eyes rolling back as he moans your name over and over again, begging you for...something. he doesn't notice the sudden change, but you do, suddenly feeling warm and full inside as he keeps pounding into you. your eyes snap open, and you whine, turning a little to press your hand against his chest. "cho, h-honeyyyy! t-the condom, you broke the condom, you're cummin' in me!' you can't lie, it feels so good, and you feel your head swimming as he pumps thick seed into your needy cunt. it's another minute until he's done, and he starts to pull out but sees how creamy his cock is...and the way the condom is ripped at the top. he...he just came in you. his thick cum was starting to drip out of you, and your hand came up to press against your hole, not wanting to drip it onto the mattress. but he only registered it as you wanting to keep it inside...you wanted his cum? you wanted him to fill up that pretty pussy? he didn't even realize he was speaking out loud, quickly peeling off the broken condom and lining back up with your creamy cunt. "i-i don't mind it, choso, b-but t-take the condom off b-before you-chooo, babyyy, w-wait, that's so deep-!" "s-shhh, s'okay, you can take it, take it for me, 's okay, i always make it fit, i-it fits so good, pretty cunt, 's all mine, 'm gonna cum 'n you over and over again until your a creamy little mess, baby, i-i'll eat it outta you too, promise, promise, just let me stuff you, please!" hm, maybe he'd tell you later this was supposed to be a challenge...maybe not and just pretend like he needed you real bad today.

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[ Twice ]

I stan...

favourite member? / bias line

which member I’d fight (& why)

favorite song(s)

favorite thing about the group

something i’d like to see from them

rather than one single favourite member i've got a bias line! - mina, jeongyeon and jihyo! (and maybe a bit of nayeon too)

which member i'd fight - none? but i think it'll be quite fun play fighting with chaeyoung idk why but at the same time girls make me soft so prolly not

favourite songs - espresso, cry for me, likey, feel special and cruel <3

omg more r&b songs pls! omg if there was an exhibition for them or like a self made photobook i'll cry (if there is one pls tell me)

[ ITZY ]

I stan...

favourite member? / bias line

which member I’d fight (& why)

favorite song(s)

favorite thing about the group

something i’d like to see from them

my favourite members are yeji and chaeryeong (honestly i can't bias one without the other)

which member i'd fight - none tbh.

favourite songs - shoot!, dalla dalla, cheshire, voltage

omg a song like dalla dalla again pls, one of my favourite debuts ever. idk why but public busking in another country.

[ ATEEZ ]

I stan...

favourite member? / bias line

which member I’d fight (& why)

favorite song(s)

favorite thing about the group

something i’d like to see from them

i bias all of them! I literally cannot bring myself to choose between them. but today i'm leaning towards yeosang and jongho.

which member i'd fight - wooyoung. there will be tears and there will be a beat down.

favourite songs - aurora, mist, precious (overture), wonderland, halazia

running man. just them on variety shows please.

First my brain went ghost rule but then thought that was too obvious. I can't think of what vocaloid songs it might be so may I have hint?

oo a ghost rule or hibana inspired drawing would be pretty cool tho 😔 i might be making it a little too easy here...... but kitani tatsuya sure makes songs!

Assumption: you will tell me more about cookie the cat

oh 100% true

(she’s getting older, about 9 years i think; we had to shave her recently and she actually really enjoyed being a short-haired cat; she doesn’t like being pet that much but she loves to just hang out with you; sometimes she’s cuddly but mostly she’s not; i love her very much)