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asliceofzosan · 6 months

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i've seen figure skater sanji and hockey player zoro before. idk if its been explored but i'd love to put it out there:

hockey player sanji (specifically goalie bc he desperately wants to avoid being checked) and then pairs skater zoro.

pairs skater zoro's long time partner has been nami. though many people ship them together a Lot, they just know each other super well. Well enough to try dating and both of them realized they don't swing that way. in fact, it makes them a really good team. they fought long and hard to claim top spots in competitions because they portray a chemistry that's separate from the rest. plus zoro can carry nami like she weighs fucking nothing. so their lifts are so much more dynamic. they even have a whole next to impossible combination that they're trying to get the ISU to name after them officially.

sanji plays for the East Blue Straw Hats in the Grand Line Hockey League – a formidable rookie group that took down lots of big names in the preseason. they want to make it all the way to the postseason playoff finals but always seem to fall short. but theyre so determined. they reignited a lot of old sparks that were no longer there for old fans and brought in new and curious fans. sanji is the starter goalie and a damn good one at that. it makes sense bc goalies are often doing splits on the ice just to make a save. he's perfected the technique that utilizes just his legs to make saves that make the crowd go fuckin insane.

we have the usual "i booked the rink to practice before you did" trope but a little more spice. in actuality, sanji loves watching pairs skating competitions. his favorite pair rn is franky and robin (mostly for robin). and he adamantly does not want to admit to anyone that he watches zoro and nami's routines much more frequently. (and if anyone asks, he always says its bc of nami. its never just bc of nami.) and zoro's besties with luffy so he always watches their matches even if he barely understands the rules. and he definitely does not stare at a certain blond starter goalie most of the match thats fucking ridiculous

one day zoro and sanji are invited to do one of those comparison videos between hockey players and figure skaters. both get to laugh at the other even Attempting to do their sport. zoro frankly looks ridiculous in all of sanji's usual goalie get-up. and sanji couldn't land an euler to save his life. the video producer suggests they try a simple pairs skating routine. sanji is like "oh i couldn't do that–hEY WHAT THE FUCK MOSSHEAD PUT ME DOWN" because zoro lifted sanji and had him sat on his shoulder like it was normal.

zoro smirks, "you might be lighter than nami, actually. wanna be my new partner?"

sanji knees him in the stomach before skating away while blushing so hard he could melt the ice beneath him.

#listen #both figure skating (most especially pairs skating and ice dancing) AND hockey were my hyperfixations at one point #and zoro? built like a pairs skating man #sanji? has the ass of a hockey player #iT MAKES SENSE TO ME !#but also the dichotomy of zoro doing a graceful sport and sanji in a fast paced brutal game #idk man im too tired to psychoanalyze why i think pairs skating actually works well with zoro's philosophy on strength and balance #and sanji's phobia of being checked tied to many little league games that led him to become a formidable goalie #i COULD GO ON #But i will sleep instead #one piece #sanji #roronoa zoro #zosan #niki's log: op #niki's fics: checks and balances #dO YOU GET THE PUN IN THE TITLE GOD IM SO ANNOYING !!!!!#lowkey my contribution to zosan week even if it might not fit any promprs #i just wanna feel included

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anistarrose · 7 months

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midlife crises, laboratory niceties

some pre-Stolen Century office shenanigans for the @taznovembercelebration prompt: "silly!"

“Barry! Thank gods you’re in early — the Light’s missing, the whole Research department’s running around like chickens with their heads cut off, and I need help finding it before some suit on the executive board cancels the whole —”

Davenport rounds the corner of the lab, takes one look at what he sees the esteemed Dr. Bluejeans working on, and stops dead in his tracks. “Oh, Barry. Gods fucking damn it, you didn’t…”

Only then does the man himself — the Institute’s foremost planar orbital expert, one of the half-dozen patent holders on the bond engine prototype, the expected eventual Fantasy Nobel Laureate, and one of the only damn lab coats in Research that Davenport trusts — look up from his desk, blinking slowly and with visible confusion.

“The Light’s missing? No, that can’t be right. I’ve got it right here, Cap!” His voice is a little hoarse, and genuinely oblivious.

Gods, Davenport thinks, maybe there’s no damn lab coats in Research that he trusts. These pure scientists, pure mathematicians, and pure arcanists — they never think anything through. Maybe engineering would fix them. Would fix this.

“Barry, I —” He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Dr. Bluejeans. I have nothing but respect for, for your discoveries in this laboratory, as does any member of the Institute, but — but — but does this look like where a tool of the gods is supposed to be studied?!”

(keep reading on ao3!)

#taz #taz balance #davenport taz #barry bluejeans #taz november celebration #taz fanfic #taz nc #taz balance spoilers #working title for this one went through a few phases #but was most recently “engineering can't fix him”

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ethersierra · 10 months

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inspired by hate to see you leave by @noodyl-blasstal for @tazsapphicweek

i just started using charcoal in my drawing class and this ficlet gave me such a clear vision of the detective noir, the composition came to me immediately... absolutely the perfect opportunity to get some charcoal practice in!

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nellectronic · 8 months

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getting so emotional scrolling back through my liked songs on spotify… it’s like falling backwards through every emotion i’ve had for the past few years

#it’s so vivid. like just looking at the song titles and album covers #most of them i don’t even remember what they sound like but it evokes such deep memories of whatever my mental state was #at the time when they were at the top of the liked songs list #like #that’s when i made the questionable decision to pick up stardew valley in the middle of the semester #that’s the day my lab group went to the corn maze #that’s when i first joined the lab and started to feel okay about my life for the first time in years #that’s when i was trying to find my balance after the transition from zoom uni to in person #that’s when i first became truly insane about qntal #that’s when i was working on that drawing and i actually felt like i was creating something #that’s when i was losing my mind trying to exist on east coast time when i was living on the west coast #etc etc #screams into the void

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the-gothmother-writes · 1 year

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| 🖤 Starstruck | Character Intro: Vincent Gallagher

We don't need more talk / don't empty out your canteen on the desert floor / ahhhh it's all my fault / never want to spell it out / just wanna say it's all my fault

Tendrils of acrid smoke curled against the plumes of dark, swirling clouds before it was promptly scattered by a gust of August wind. Carried with the wind was the perfume of sun-soaked garbage, car exhaust and… a distant hint of rain.

While the earbuds stuffed in Vincent’s ears drowned out the songs of the city with much more preferable music… he knew he could never truly escape the smell.

The thought brought a slight smirk to the corner of his lip before he took another long drag of his cigarette. His strange solution to the city aroma.

Can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.

He held the smoke within him, feeling the burn and the welcome buzz that came with it. When the burn was too much to bear, he let it escape with a heavy sigh, before flicking the cigarette onto the ground and snuffing it out with a grind of his heel. He sucked a breath of not-so-clean air and dragged his hands through his black hair to clear it from his vision.

The moving traffic blurred in the corner of his eye as he turned into the doorway of the hole-in-the-wall record store.

Ding-ding!

The door cheerfully announced his presence to no one. The aisles empty… the register unmanned.

He nodded slowly to himself, accepting this ghost-town of a record store and plucked out his earbuds. Sunna’s “I Miss” was replaced by The Bauhaus’s “Bela Lugosi’s Dead.” A small hum escaped him as he crept like a lone island through the sea of vinyl.

If that gothic stuff was playing then that meant Cassie was working today. Wouldn’t that be a treat? Despite his musings, he didn’t look up to check.

Instead, his dark, whiskey-soaked eyes took to wandering the albums. His calloused fingers tracing the band names and their respective album titles.

Ramones… Rocket to Russia…

Dead Kennedys…. Bedtime for Democracy.

X… Under the Big, Black Sun...

As he flipped through the vinyls, the covers twisted… bleeding hearts and haircuts melted into skeletons… serpents coiled around scythes.

The Brothers Grimm…

Vincent’s heart lingered on the mirage until it began to ache. So close he could taste it, and yet… How do you expect to get there when you can’t get your act together? Sneered that mean voice within his head. His eye twitched, and while his heart swelled with frustration, while a million excuses and protests poured through him, he had no rebuttal.

The albums fell bitterly back into place.

#starstruck #starstruck is a working title #I might change it #writeblr #writing #original manuscript #oc #original character #vincent #vince #chapter excerpt #your honor I love him #he's a perfect balance of broody and goofy #I enjoy him #he doesn't know how to express him #🤭🤭#the songs human sadness and call it fate call it karma both encapsulate him so well #Spotify

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perpetualexistence · 3 months

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*looks at how 307 words in the first sea monster post has transformed into 1288 words in the one-shot when I've just hit the halfway mark plot-wise and am still on the first draft*

...Yeah, I think choosing to make the other ones AU posts was the correct decision.

#perp accidentally started venting about writing in the tags #it doesn't help that the self conscious about writing demons are kicking in #they need to stop and let me finish my first draft #i have to stop going back to edit the first draft #the exposition is important but I've also got to balance it with the dialogue and the inner thoughts #and I don't even have a TITLE yet-#I want to show don't tell and it's just so different from writing out exactly what I want to say and explain why/how I'm saying it #why have i done this to myself #I know why #It's because the end product will be amazing #but still #gaaaaah why is writing hard #perp writing thoughts #perp rambles #also i might kinda sorta technically still be at work right now #but it's slow today and I had to vent so a posting I will go

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papergardener · 1 year

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Preview for new TAZ fic I’m obsessing over:

"Taako. Hey, Taako? Hey, so listen, I want you to turn me into a cat."

"Wha… the hell, what time is it?"

"It's morning," Lucretia says promptly, unblinking. "And I only now realized you can just turn me into a cat. Y'know. Magic."

"Magic. Yeah," Taako mutters, looking blearily at her. There's a long moment where he just breathes out slow, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "We talking something cool? Like big cool jaguar that can eat your face?"

"Nope. Small kitty cat."

#TAZ Balance #Taako #Lucretia #Stolen Century #Polymorph Fun #working title is Kitty Cat Creesh #cause girl deserves a break and in this case it means being turned into a cat #as a treat

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vanillaboyfriend · 30 days

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i don’t feel like posting pictures. but y3s? long socks? nice pants? cute sweater? AND curls peeking out from under the hat?? i’m eatin so good. ok edit be warned before you expand tags on this i went on a giant rant about nicks clothes whoops lol it is HUGE

#yardblrs number1 scrutinizer of nick outfits #a title that not a single other person gives a fuck about lol #he always wears ankle socks with the new balances and it makes me wanna yak #the new balances at all make me wanna yak. he doesn’t understand that the brand isn’t what’s trendy it was the chunky dad shoe #ALSO WHY WOULD YOU WEAR ANKLE SOCKS. WITH JEANS. should’ve gotten your tattoo higher so you could show it off w/o the ugly ass socks #his girl pants are technically cute and on trend but i think they look too big and too on the nose on him. yk. too trendy too clunky #controversial take on the sweater but i don’t like the grey on the bottom half i think it needs to be lighter to work for him #and the trucker hat? also a little cringe a little too trendy esp with the eyes for wtv brand that is but still cute in silhouette + curls #overall. incredible nick fit #would still be cute if it was trucker hat sweater girl pants new balances #but THIS. this is how it’s done #i love those stupid little suburban well off upper middle class rich boy y3s #sorry for the 00s movie bitchy teen girl rant lol. i only care about fashion when ppl care about being trendy #will happen again #orange county ken doll #barbie doll

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barry-j-blupjeans · 1 year

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Hey! With a whopping total of 436 chapters and almost 300k words, Journal Pages is now caught up! If you don't know what Journal Pages is, it's basically an archive of all the ficlets I've written posted on AO3!! If you want an easy way to go through all my ficlets, this is it.

Updates will still be on Wednesday or Saturday, but will now be restricted to where I have three ficlets to post.

I super wanna thank everyone who has either interacted with these ficlets here on Tumblr (especially those of you who have reblogged/sent in prompts yourself). I also wanna give a huge thank you to everyone who left a comment on their favorite Journal Page chapters!!

I'm not writing as much right now (mainly bc Work and some mental health stuff) but I still rr appreciate everyone who sends in prompts when I rb prompt lists or sends in ideas they have!! I cannot stress this enough, but Journal Pages would 100% not be this long if no one sent stuff in sldkfsdf.

If you're new, please have a look if you wanna read some ficlets! If you've been here for a while, revisit some if you'd like! Again, thank you so much for all the support and interaction!! I really, really appreciate it.

#i am speaking #taz #taz balance #<- mostly at least sldfksd #im gonna try to go back through the early chapters n title them like i've done for the later ones #but not rn bc of the aforementioned work #ise cube writing #technically!#journal pages

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kanene-yaaay · 1 year

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Hmmm life sucks so u know what that means

Time for the FLUFFIEST HURT/COMFORT hidden in my bookmarks

#I really wanted to re-read Throw me a goddamn rope just enough to hang myself w it or always and never and eventually #(or something around that. titles are v bad for me but it's Bakugou going back on time) because both of them have the cutest dadzawa EVER #but I don’t have energy for a not finished fic so :(#anyway took a bath and listened to Faroeste Cabloco because yeah best way to deal w feelings is screaming a 9 minutes long song #I don’t remember even studying that much. like. even w the preparatory course I had a routine full of breaks and quite balanced #now however I am still adapting so sometimes I just have to spend +12 hours on college w like a 2 hours break sprinkled somewhere around it #and do it again the next day #crazy #on a much lighter note!!! my classmates are nice. like. really nice. very very kind and cool and understanding and *nice*.#i know it's the first semester and everything but GOSH it's COOL to be in a class that isn’t always fighting w each other or w the teachers #it's been like 7/8 years since I've had that? so it's very very greeeat! and helpful #crazy how life works #back to the fic thing: wanted to read some atla stuff but I *really* need the trope of sad bean being adopted by Aizawa and getting to-#-to know what a family truly is #kanene being kanene #vent #also I fell from the college's stairs so BSHVSYWGS knees huuuurt. it was nothing bad and honestly I was laughing a lot because #it was just such a sudden and weird fall that I just agefyevehevhe !!! and a classmate helped to get up like BRUH #SHAKING U BY THE SHOULDERS HOW DARE U TO BE SO NICE #anyway high emotions maybe I should sleep earlier today #or look for comforting tk fics #👀👀 hurt comfort soft playful cheer up tickles imma coming for u 👀👀

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bloodaria · 1 year

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wow that big hannibal blog really just stole my gifset idea and got 5x the notes too -__-

#since i blocked her i can say:#YOUR COLOURING IS GODAWFUL TURN DOWN THE BRIGHTNESS AND PAY ATTENTION TO THE COLOUR BALANCE ADJUSTMENT SETTINGS #their blog title is 'hello i love your work' well at least they're honest

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sad--tree · 10 months

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almost definitely gonna actually for-fucking-realsies pass my courses this term and GRADUATE finallyyy ! ! !

#still have an exam tmrw and theres still a chance i wontve done well enough on that last java assignment but #balance of probabilities ill pass these 2 courses!!!!!#and now. the dreaded Job SearchTM #trying very very hard 2 hold on 2 the Joy (graduating!!!!!) and NOT succumb 2 the Dread (staring down the barrel of 30+ yrs of career hell)#i see the job listings with 'software development' in the title and i cry. i see the salary ranges and i cry some more #why does a thing i have so little interest in pay so well compared 2 anything id actually rather do #im not. categorically opposed 2 all IT type jobs i just. dont wanna do application development. pls god PLS #let me work on like the old as shit systems...... i dont wanna make new shit :((((#2 clarify i am ONLY applying for GC jobs id never survive in private industry #the application process on the gc.jobs site is..... so..... tedious tho :(

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yandere-daydreams · 1 month

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Title: Puppy Love.

Pairing: Yandere!Yuuji x Reader x Yandere!Yuuta

Word Count: 2.6k.

TW: Hybrid AU, Puppy!Yuuta, Puppy!Yuuji, Fem!Reader, Non/Con, Somnophilia, Biting, Oral Sex, Unhealthy Relationships, and Obsessive Behavior.

You heard Yuuji, first.

He’d always been the louder of the pair, not that it was a very steep competition. You hadn’t had him for very long, but—well, it was less that he came out of his shell quickly and more that he’d never had a shell at all. It only taken a day or so for him to get used to the idea of living with you and Yuuta full-time, a week for him to start acting like he’d always been a part of your little family, and another month before he started pawing at your bedroom door at night and whining when you reminded him that you preferred to sleep alone (meaning: without multiple two-hundred pound hybrids draped across you). He was energetic, overly friendly, even if you wouldn’t go so far as to call him disobedient or difficult. You figured having a more, for lack of better phrasing, dog-like hybrid in the house would be good for Yuuta, bring out his more instinctive side. In reality, the added stress of an overly hyper roommate had only worked to make him just a little more anxious than he already was, but you still thought it was good for him. If nothing else, Yuuji gave Yuuta something to focus on that wasn’t you, and Yuuta could use more distractions.

But Yuuji, though—He was what you should’ve been focusing on, at the moment. Through the haze of exhaustion, you could hear the door creaking open, the muffled sound of padded feet on carpeting and the tiny, almost inaudible vocalizations Yuuji never seemed to realize anyone else could hear. Soon enough, you felt the foot of the mattress dip as he clambered onto your bed. Any other night, you would’ve forced yourself to sit up and tell him to leave, would’ve called on the dozens of books and hundreds of blogposts you’d read about hybrid obedience training and found the strength to ‘reinforce boundaries despite personal feelings’, but you were tired beyond the point of discipline, and Yuuji didn’t mean any harm. One night of letting him curl up next to you wouldn’t hurt, even if you did make a mental note to show Yuuta some extra affection in the morning – just to keep the scales balanced. For all their many differences, they were both prone to crying favoritism.

You never stirred, but you settled deeper into place, curling into yourself as Yuuji remained at your feet. You might’ve fallen asleep entirely, if Yuuji hadn’t spoken.

His voice was quiet, low, audibly trepidatious. It reminded you of Yuuta’s nervous, stuttering inclination, although not quite as unsteady. “Are you sure it’s alright to…?”

“I am.” You weren’t sure who you expected to answer, but the sound of Yuuta’s voice almost startled you awake. It was normal for Yuuji to bend the rules. Yuuta was supposed to know better. “She’s asleep, right? Just don’t wake her up.”

Yuuji didn’t respond, but you felt the sheets draped over your shift, a warm hand curl around your calf. For as little reassurance as Yuuta had provided, it seemed to be enough for Yuuji.

It was half curiosity and half fatigue that kept you quiet as Yuuji moved around you. Whatever they might’ve been up to, nothing could’ve seemed worse than having to wake up and sacrifice much-needed sleep for the sake of scolding your (usually angelic) pets. At worst, you’d wait until you could catch them in the act or, better yet, grit your teeth and bare it until they left. Anything not to have to deal with this for another eight hours.

You rolled onto your side, twisting your leg out of Yuuji’s hand and letting out a soft groan as you curled into yourself. It wasn’t a subtle position, let alone an inviting one, but Yuuji only whimpered, only edged closer to you. This time, when he touched you, it was to take up your shoulder – his hold gentle and breathing heavy as he nudged you onto your back. Whatever he was doing, he seemed determined to see it through. It might’ve been more admirable, if you hadn’t been so confused.

You felt your sheets pull away from you next, then another hand on your ankle, Yuuji’s rough claws pressing lightly into your skin as his loose grip flexed. You felt him draw your legs apart, and with the corner of your mouth already quirking downward, you started to open your eyes, to sit up and—

Suddenly, you felt something wet and warm press into your cunt, and you stopped moving entirely.

Whatever lingering exhaustion you might’ve felt was swiftly replaced with cold, pointed terror. This time, you forced yourself to hold still, it wasn’t out of confusion or curiosity, but an abrupt and paralyzing fear.

It wasn’t a feeling Yuuji seemed to share. His tongue was already moving across the length of your slit, his drool already soaking into the silk of your panties. He was making those noises, again; deep and throaty, closer to the sounds a prowling animal would make than anything remotely similar to human speech. Both of his hands found their way to your ass, claws biting into the plush flesh as he buried his face in your pussy. He was just as rough with his mouth – his pointed canines ghosting over the inside of your thighs and catching on the material of your panties, his broad togue laving over your covered entrance as if he could taste you through the fabric. It was only when he bowed his head, when the bridge of his flat nose ground against your clit that you started to wonder if he actually could, but forced yourself not to linger on the idea for very long. Thinking about what he was doing, assigning a motive to his actions – that would only make this worse. Thinking at all would only make this worse.

You bit down on the side of your tongue with as much force as you could afford to use, willing yourself to hold still, to not react – a wounded animal, playing dead as to not attract the attention of a predator. You felt Yuuji’s hands shift, calloused fingertips pressing into your thighs, then—

“Stop.”

Yuuta. Wonderful, miraculous, well-behaved Yuuta. You would’ve sighed, if you weren’t holding yourself so stiff. You could hear him moving closer, too – his footsteps feather-light compared to Yuuji’s. You braced yourself to break up a fight (there’d been a few when Yuuji first came home with you, when you first realized that Yuuta had never learned to share), but rather than barking, growling, any of the sounds that came with two animals trying to tear each other apart, there was only rustling fabric, another shift in gravity as Yuuta positioned himself by your side. “Y-you’re doing it wrong,” he stammered, and something deep inside of you seemed to curl up and die. “You have to take her clothes off first. Otherwise, she won’t feel anything.”

It was almost strange, hearing him take charge. In any other context, you might’ve been proud.

Yuuji whined, but obliged. His nails scraped against your hips as he balled his fist around the fabric and tore, making no effort to spare the delicate fabric. The remaining scraps were discarded with just as little care, and before you could fully wrap your mind around what was happening, he was back to lapping at your cunt. With the only barrier between you gone, it felt less like he was trying to eat you out and more like he was trying to eat you alive – his tongue too thick and too long, his hands too big and too prone to groping at whatever was underneath him, the boundless energy you were so used to finding either infinitely adorable or impossibly exasperating sudden not quite as harmless than you’d always considered it to be.

The next time he found your clit, you couldn’t stifle your reactions – little, half-choked whimpers and moans escaping despite your pursed lips. Your hips twitched, and for the first time, you felt Yuuji draw back willingly. He was such a sweet dog. Even with your eyes clenched shut, you could picture him tilting his head to the side, his ears flopping in the same direction and his big, dark eyes going full puppy-dog. Usually, you’d melt at the sight, give him whatever he was asking for and comfort him the best you could, but you didn’t have much comfort to spare, and Yuuta was already answering on your behalf.

“That means she likes it,” he explained, his voice a little quieter, a little more airy than it’d been before. “Keep going, she’ll make more.”

There was a short lapse, passed in silence. For a second, you let yourself believe he’d come to his senses, that he might stop, but it was only for a second. His response was enough to dash any remaining hope you might’ve had. “…will she get louder?”

“Mhm.” And then, with the slightest note of pride, “She does for me, at least.”

And just like that, Yuuji’s head dipped, his mouth latching onto your pussy with a renewed concentration. You willed yourself not to move, not to think, not to do anything that would mean having to open your eyes and acknowledge what was happening, but it was impossible not to feel the heat of his mouth against your cunt, not to let the sounds of saliva and arousal against tongues and skin seep into the back of your mind and tint the pleasure slowly starting to pool at the pit of your stomach with a vicious, sickeningly sweet, nectar-like quality. It wasn’t long before your own pitiful noises were just as difficult to suppress, before your hips were jutting upward involuntarily to meet Yuuji’s mouth, before you could feel a mix of drool and slick and every other ungodly thing pooling on your sheets beneath you. Yuuta shifted beside you, edging close enough for his thigh to press against your arm. “You’re—You’re making a mess, she’ll be mad if—”

His voice cut out abruptly, drowned out by a sudden, bubbling moan from Yuuji. Yuuta tried to catch his attention again to the same result until, finally, there was a low growl. Yuuji yelped has his face was shoved further into the space between your thighs – Yuuta pushing down on the back of his head, as little as you wanted to picture your sweet Yuuta doing something like that – but he didn’t seem to mind. If anything, his lapping only seemed to get faster, more reckless, more wild. You didn’t want to, no part of you wanted to cum because of your pet’s mouth, but you could feel the pressure mounting, the heat building, the walls of your pussy convulsing around his tongue as you reached your climax.

There was nothing you could do to stop yourself from crying out as you came, any hope you might’ve had of making it through this without letting either Yuuji or Yuuta know how much of it you’d been conscious for immediately abandoned. You tried to make good use of your adrenaline, to shove Yuuji away and run, but he’d always been strong, even for a hybrid, and he didn’t even have to pull away to pin your hips to the mattress and nurse you through your orgasm, his tongue now fucking into you unabashedly. He only stopped when the last of your aftershocks had died out, when it was all you could do to lie limp and mutter all the little ‘no’, ‘stop’, ‘please’s that you’d pictured yourself screaming only seconds ago. Even then, the separation wasn’t made by choice – no, it was Yuuta who finally, finally dragged him off of you. Even through the darkness of your bedroom, you could see his fingers knotted in Yuuji’s untamable hair, his knuckles white and his grip steadfast. By the time he let go, Yuuji’s back was straight and he’d gone surprisingly quiet – his dark eyes glassy and fixed on yours. By the time you could force yourself to look to Yuuta, he wasn’t much better. He was focused on you, too, but he didn’t look quite as dazed, quite as mindless. His lips were parted, but his eyes were narrowed, and he was wearing the expression he’d worn when you first brought Yuuji home, all displaced resentment and palpable betrayal. If you hadn’t known him so well, you might’ve called it anger.

Yuuji broke the silence. He whined sharply, slumping forward and kneading down where his hands were still planted on your hips. You opened your mouth, ready to tell him to get down, to get out, but Yuuta cut in before you had the chance to spit anything out. “Turn her over. It’ll be easier if she’s on her stomach.”

Yuuji didn’t hesitate. You felt his hands on your midriff, and then, you were on your chest, Yuuji’s form hunched over you as he ground something stiff and hot and leaking against your ass. You tried to push yourself up, to get away, but you were barely able to get your knees underneath you before Yuuji’s arms were around your waist, his face buried in the crook of your neck and his pointed teeth bared against the side of your throat. He didn’t growl, didn’t bite, but you went still regardless. You didn’t think Yuuji would hurt you, but you never would've thought he would do this, either.

Whatever aggression he might’ve felt faded quickly – as soon as he started rutting against your ass. You could feel him panting against your throat, his breath humid and stifling, and his chest pressing into your back. He was too close. He was too much. When he spoke, it was almost deafening, even if you knew it couldn’t be much more than a mumble. “Hurts so bad,” he muttered, as his cock ground uselessly against your ass, your thighs. “Been hurtin’ so bad since you took me home. I was so happy when Yuuta told me you could help, and—and, that you wouldn’t mind, and—”

His voice cut out abruptly as the blunt head of his cock caught on your entrance and, with a cracked whine, thrust into you. There was no time to adjust, to block out – just a sudden heat inside of you and the immediate, overwhelming fullness of his cock battering the walls of your pussy. “Off,” you half cried, half screamed – your voice a jagged, shaking mess. “Get down, stop, get—”

But Yuuji wasn’t listening. His tongue lapped clumsily at your neck as he fucked into in slow, languid thrusts – his hips slamming into your ass with enough force to bruise. You went limp, sobbing openly into your sheets, but Yuuji was strong enough to hold you up on his own, to not have to care what state you were in underneath him. So caught up in your own misery, you didn’t notice Yuuta moving until he was in front of you, until his hand had worked its way underneath your chin and tilted your head back far enough for your tear-clouded gaze to find his. His expression was that same mix of resentment and pity and bitter, bitter anger. Still, when your eyes met his, the corner of his lips quirked up, some of the harsher lines around his eyes fading into nothing.

“I wouldn’t be this rough with you.” His tone was flat, softened. He ran his thumb over your cheek, leaning down just far enough for his lips to brush against the top of your head. “I would be a good mate. You don’t need anyone else.”

Again, he leaned in, slotting his lips against yours with a feather-light sort of gentleness. At the same time, you heard Yuuji moan, felt his teeth sink into your shoulder, and started to wish you couldn’t feel anything at all.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #hybrid au #yandere imagines #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #yandere jjk #jututsu kaisen imagines #yandere itadori yuji #yandere yuji #yuji x reader #yuta x reader #yandere yuta #yandere okkotsu yuta

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justtogetthrough · 1 year

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The ironic part about my colleague getting mad at me for poor communication a month ago is that this week a meeting I needed to attend got rescheduled and he both rescheduled it AND attended it without me, without ever remembering that he needed to inform me. Or that I was not present for this type of meeting I always am at. Today I was like hey so is there a Teams link? And he was like oh my god. We moved that meeting to 2 days ago. I don’t know why I didn’t even think to tell you.

I was kinda pissed about it but it’s not the end of the world and he felt really bad that it would slip his mind like that so I said no worries, work is chaotic and stressful for everyone and it’s a lot to manage all around, I get it.

At least now we’re even when it comes to fucking up royally ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I was really looking forward to seeing the kids but whateverrrrrr

#work stuff #work is honestly cripplingly insane #he was able to offload a few families to make his caseload a bit smaller #and he got a promotion in title that reflects the extra work he always does #so I hope things balance out for him once the families get transferred. I feel for him #he said he read my bulletin update and was flabbergasted at the volume of referrals I’ve received #and I was like yeaaaah it’s pretty overwhelming honestly 🤙#work just sucks all around these days #personal

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honey-doc · 2 months

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Why I appreciate Kabru and Mithrun's relationship in the story (with pictures!)

I just want to express how much I loved reading through the chapter with the 6 days they spent together and how I think their relationship developed in a pretty sweet way.

I feel like a lot of people reduce their dynamic to "nurse and patient" and that makes me sad because I personally got a lot more from it than that.

I do wanna start off by saying I'm here appreciating their dynamic as it is in the text.

Read more (spoilers ofc):

The beginnings

When they first met, there was an air of intimidation surrounding Mithrun as the captain of the ominous Canaries. He demonstrates his proficiency as a fighter and leader which worried Kabru because he knew it would lead to the dungeon falling into elven hands once again. But this threatening aura begins to dim in Kabru's mind as they get to know each other.

Even before they fell down the hole, the both of them ended up relying on each other's abilities a number of times (when the underground governor turned out to be corrupted Mithrun defeated him and Mithrun needed Kabru's deduction skills during the battle on the first floor) which is already the beginning of a great dynamic

(Kabwu is scared but Mithrun just asks for his help)

After Cithis tasked him with "taking care of Mithrun's needs" for the time being, Kabru treated Mithrun with proper respect and doesn't take advantage of his disability, even using his title “Captain” when he knew Mithrun wouldn’t have cared either way after learning about how he lost his desires. This is in contrast to Cithis who immediately took advantage of her position to mess around with Mithrun when she was taking care of him.

(When Cithis was put in charge of taking care of Mithrun)

The whole time Kabru is with Mithrun, he treats him like a person and more than just someone to be taken care of, as also he relies on Mithrun's fighting skills, knowledge of the dungeon, and teleportation magic.

When you reduce their dynamic to just "caretaker and patient", you're ignoring Mithrun's own capabilities and making him seem totally helpless. It actually feels rather ableist. They have a more balanced relationship with what Mithrun brings to the table than you may think. Mithrun couldn't have survived down there on his own, but it's the same for Kabru (who famously dies every time he fights)!

Kabru doesn’t show signs of trying to manipulate Mithrun either, and he's no longer intimidated by him in the slightest once he learns he’s not a threat or after his life. Though he does instinctively revert to his "sparkly" persona to get Mithrun to eat the disgusting mushroom, it doesn’t work so Kabru just has him eat it normally and never tries it again. This is the beginning of Mithrun unintentionally encouraging Kabru to be more honest with others.

(Kabru realizing he can chill out)

(Kabru being unreserved and Mithrun being silly)

bonus funny moment:

Bonding

Throughout the journey they talked to each other, shared things with each other, and ate with each other. And Kabru expresses genuine concern about whether Mithrun is comfortable (which is something he could live without and wasn't something the Canaries told him to do).

(Kabru showing he wants to make him comfortable by making food for him which is a very important part of the narrative)

(Kabru sharing intimate memories with Mithrun)

(Kabru initiating conversation without hesitation or worry. This part also is referencing how Mithrun shared very important details of his life with Kabru. Kabru also ends up trusting Mithrun with information about Laios despite knowing he could possibly tell the other Canaries about him and impede his plans..which he does lol they do end up knowing about Laios before meeting him.)

For a bonus Lycion implies Kabru was taking better care of Mithrun than they had been which is interesting to me.

Mithrun also shows that he has come to trust Kabru's decisions over the Canaries' when he says he wants to stay in the dungeon after fulfilling the caretaker requirement. They did talk to each other a lot, during that time. I wonder what Mithrun's Shapeshifter double of Kabru would look like now?

Here, Kabru goes out of his way to make sure Mithrun doesn’t overexert himself by knocking him out after the demon leaves with Marcille (again, when his time taking care of him is already over), and I think that demonstrates an extra level of concern he holds for Mithrun.

(Kabru holding back a hellbent Mithrun)

(KNOCKOUT!)

He even managed to make Mithrun mad. It's probably because he "let the demon get away" but I think it's cute and funny because would he huff like that at anyone else? Lol

When the demon breaks through the surface

Kabru begins panicking after Laios turns into the giant monster because he's wondering if he made the right decisions etc. If Mithrun didn’t care about Kabru at least a little bit, he would’ve just left him alone when he started losing it (right after Marcille did the same thing and she is technically more to blame for empowering the demon than Kabru was for not allowing Mithrun to go after it), but he went out of his way to snap him out of it.

It also means a lot to me that Mithrun even says Kabru's name, because in Japanese you can go your entire life without referring to someone by name and it wouldn't sound wrong (just rude) and it's the first time Mithrun says Kabru's name on screen (I checked).

Though it was with a slap, I think it says a lot, because if Mithrun didn’t care at all he wouldn’t have done anything and left him alone. It's not like Kabru could've done anything to stop the demon. He didn't even to tell him to do anything even though Kabru looked ready for an order.

(To be honest I don't know exactly why Mithrun starts beating him up here but you can say it's another rare demonstration of emotion Kabru was able to evoke in him lol. Maybe it's payment for Kabru stopping him the first time. That can be interpreted as paying it back and/or paying it forward I think.)

The last few chapters

And in the end when Kabru’s motivating Mithrun to continue living his life, he speaks to him like they’re friends/have no rank between them despite using the Captain title for him the whole time. Even Lycion initially gets upset that he’s acting “too familiar” with Mithrun.

It feels like Mithrun changed so much in the short time he spent together with Kabru and before the final battle, and it’s thanks to Kabru that Mithrun finally starts to be able to move past his lingering obsession with the demon and begin to really heal.

This is despite the fact that he spent so much time with Milsril and the other elves who never managed to break through to him like that.

(Before Kabru) (After Kabru)

And even after his role as Mithrun's caretaker was loong complete, he still shows concern for Mithrun and tells him to take a break when he's using up all his magic to slice the Falin meat (lmao).

He didn't need to do that! But it shows how he at least slightly considers Mithrun some kind of friend.

It all culminates with Kabru helping Mithrun regain his wil to live and Mithrun confiding in Kabru. Their relationship is important. Kabru continuing to do things for Mithrun to me is more of a sign that he just plain cares about him. Isn't it normal when a friend needs medication for you to remind them to take it? I think it's like that.

Kabru is there with Mithrun when he comes out about his feelings of uselessness AND when Senshi helps him put a spin on the 'vegetable scraps' metaphor and he find meaning in his life again. He's the first one to see him cry :')

Along with the fact that it feels like Mithrun is the first person we see Kabru doesn't feel the need to change his personality with or put on airs for since Mithrun doesn't need buttering up and he won't get offended if someone were to say something socially awkward, I think they made a pretty good team!

BUT ALSO the REAL reason I became endeared to them is cute shit like this:

GOD I love them!!!!! There are so many funny sides to Mithrun Kabru was able to bring out, and really show his charm as a character. Mithrun also brings out the best in Kabru while Kabru’s the most genuine he’s been since his debut with Mithrun. We are able to see that he’s just a kind and caring person, rather than the shady obsessed guy most fans have come to believe him to be.

The true depths of their dynamic also grew on me over time :)

TLDR

All in all it’s so nice seeing how even though Mithrun is a really deadpan person, and Kabru is a really secretive and withheld person, they clearly seem to have developed some kind of bond while they traveled together and even changed each other to an extent.

Doesn't Kabru feel more honest near the end? Maybe it's because of how much he talked to and shared with Mithrun during those 6 days so candidly...because they taaaalked a looooot like wow.

They mean so goddamn much to me. I don’t need them to be in a romantic relationship but I do want them to be together forever :'))) or like at least hang out when they have off time since they're still in the same country lol. Praying for Kui to make another side comic of them some time (crying).

Thanks for reading if you made it this far, I mostly arranged this because it makes me sad to see people reduce their dynamic to only one singular aspect.

Anyways ya...love 'em (heart hands)

#dungeon meshi #dunmeshi #mithrun #kabru #kabumisu #MITHRUN DESERVES MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIPS TOO DAMMIT!!!!!#i wasn't gonna ship tag it buuut w/e #omg i just came up w something #you can reduce their dynamic...but all you'd end up with...is a nice sauce #for like..steak..get it? reduction..cooking..no ok #also for an extra i think it's highly unlikely kabru met mithrun as a kid because he showed NO signs of recognizing him when they met #like KABRU of all people would remember lol

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