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kg-clark-inthedark · 11 months
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I finally cured my month-long writers block by reading The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty so if my sentence structures are similar to his in the next chapter of my fic ummm literally no they’re not and how dare you bring it up
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suguruplsr · 7 months
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thinking about high school gojo, where him, reader and others are attending a party. the guests doesnt know about their relationship yet, so when they see reader and geto laughing while talking they told them that they look cute and they should date. and gojo is just side eyeing them and he's suddenly like “ah, yes, you two should date” and the rest is up to youuuu
i’m her boyfriend!
✰ ✰ ✰ satoru wasn’t jealous! okay maybe he was..
જ⁀➴ this is so cute
,, satoru x fem!reader , fluff , toru is a bit jelly n’ flirty , kisses , not proofread , idk , drabble.
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“is he joking?” “i don’t think so..” you and suguru scoff under your breaths at satoru’s words, who stood in front of you two with a fed up look. as the people around you and suguru converse in agreement to the idiot’s words, you pat suguru’s back in sympathy before walking towards the white haired male, pulling his wrist as you drag him away,
“what’s wrong? don’t you think you should date him? i totally think you should. y’know you both are..” satoru rambles on and on, ignoring how you roll your eyes at his sarcastic tone, walking through the confused crowd and not minding their comments. hey, if the cats out of the bag, then it’s his fault right?
once you two are are outside, you pin him against the brick wall, covering his mouth with a hand and glaring up at him with those cute eyes that warm his heart. “seriously satoru? how jealous can you be? that was very uncomfortable, plus you know me and suguru would never—“ satoru licks your palm. he licked your hand. your hand is wet with spit— “satoru.” you pull away with a disgusted look, dragging your hand along his tuxedo.
“if you wanted to touch my chest i would’ve gladly took this off baby~” he cheekily grins, wrapping his arms around your body and leaning down, his lanky body covering you as he brings a hand up your puffy cheeks. “satoru?” you click your tongue, trying to turn your head away. only for him to keep your eyes on him, fingers mindlessly playing with the plush of your cheek as he gleams down at you with those stupid tilted glasses.
“yessss sweetheart~?” “you’re jealous.” your blatant words make satoru gasp, dramatically, holding onto your shoulders with a fake wail, “nuh uh! i was just encouraging my best friends to get together!” you jeer, slapping his arm gently, “oh really? i guess i should cut off the guy im talking too. i’m so sure suguru would be a better choice.” you deadpan, crossing your arms at the sight of satoru’s pout.
he looks like a puppy. pink lips turned into a little frown as his cerulean eyes cast down, they’re so bright that you can still see them through his dark shades. he stays silent for a moment, hands moving to your arms and undoing them, holding your hands. “okay.. maybe i shouldn’t have said that. but—“ “satoru.” you cut him off before he can complain, already suspecting his complaints about how the people in the building.
“okay. but i didn’t like them pressuring you two like that, especially you. and even if they don’t know that we’re together, they had no right to do that to some random people!” satoru groans, and you can feel the annoyance radiating off him as he pulls you closer, holding your knuckles up to his lips. “i can agree on that.” you smile, watching him flutter kisses around the back of your hand.
it was so funny to you, how he cures his moods just by giving affection rather than getting it. it’s like he’s the epitome of love. always giving it out like free candy to those he cares about. so cute. “m’sorry baby. i should’ve helped you guys instead.” he sighs, placing a long kiss on your wrist, taking in the scent of your perfume as you ruffle his hair. “i forgive you toru. maybe i’ll kiss you if you admit that you were also jealous.” you grin, loving the way his face scrunches up, a huff leaving his lips.
“oh c’monnn. i’m your boyfriend. i should get kisses without payment!” satoru guides you back towards the double doors, trying hard to not accept the fact that, perhaps, he was a little bit jealous earlier. “hm, i guess poor toru doesn’t want a kiss. didn’t you say you love wearing my lipstick on your lips when i kiss you?” you tease, only for him to hold your neck firmly, leaning down and taking away your breath. your eyes slowly close in content as your lips mesh together. he draws it out long enough for your hands to itch up to his neck, to which he pulls away from with a smile.
“red might suite me more than you think. but only your red of course.” you roll your eyes at satoru’s flirty tone, wiping away the red lipstick coating his lips, despite his whining. “if you leave it on everyone’s going to notice..” you mutter, not noticing how he stares at you with eyes that squint in fondness. “let them. i want everyone to know im yours.” he boldly states, bringing a hand up to your wrist and stopping you. “toru..” your bite your lip in nervousness, only thinking of the possibilities that could arise if everyone learns about your relationship with him.
but satoru hums to himself, staring at your lips and leaning down, inspecting the red that smeared your own lips, “if you wiped it all away then shouldn’t i take a few more kisses? hehe.”
yes, he was jealous.
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crushedsweets · 10 months
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Can you draw or talk more about Toby and Eyeless Jack or even the X-Virus?
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YESSSS i can. heres a lil doodle to get me started.
OKKKK the little concept in my head has slender's MAIN GOAL being to prevent any paranormal/supernatural stuff coming out to the general public. hence his proxies being made to get rid of tapes, evidence, and kill if Necessary. sometimes slender makes paranormal/supernatural ppl help out his human proxies "as payment for refuge" in his forest. SO that sorta explains how toby and jack know each other and why jack helps at all. he can't rlly go out to the public so he's stuck with these assholes. it's not really supposed to be a 'mansion' trope, moreso random cabins and shelters littered about the forest, but it could work in the mansion au too
Imma ramble abt toby n jacks friendship (in my head) under the cut + a random x virus doodle
as for toby and jack specifically. toby is impulsive, aggressive, can't feel pain, and doesn't know what's good for him, so he's forced to get help from jack a good bit. for a long while there was hella tension between them since, again, jack isn't helping these guys out of the goodness of his heart. he's helping them bc the forest their boss resides in is the only place he's relatively safe. jack has a weird mix of a inferiority and superiority complex, since he envies toby's humanity but also feels like he's 'better' due to toby's own . . violent habits. toby thinks jack is pretty cool from the get-go ('wooow ur grey..') but he gets pissed off with jack's questions and demands of 'DONT RIP UR FUCKING STITCHES' and 'u have a concussion don't fucking scroll on your phone for 5 hours a day'.
toby has no idea if these demands come from actual concern or annoyance, and frankly, neither does jack. regardless, toby's with jack a decent bit. partially since jack makes a lot of people really uncomfortable so it's easy to go hang out with jack when he doesnt wanna deal with anyone else but still wants company. eventually theyre capable of some decent banter and conversations. theyre both mamas boys so thats a very weird touchy topic that they kinda dance around but both feel very deeply and know the other relates. THEY MISS THEIR MOMS SO BADLY.. :( mayhaps one year toby helps drop off flowers to jack's moms house for mothers day. jacks way too ashamed to even get within a 10 mile radius of his mom. that's kinda the moment things really shift between them and they actually become friends.
toby also asks abt university. lyra was at community college until she passed, and toby never considered college as an option, so he gets curious on what he missed out on. he also likes to share stuff abt lyra and their old shenanigans. tim and brian have used his childhood against him multiple times before, and it's not like he's gonna trust ben or jeff with that information. jacks sort of like a void he could talk into. jack feels uneasy talking about his life before the sacrifice, since he misses it so unbelievably bad, but toby accidentally got him to talk about it while treating a burn before.
ok and to top this fucking essay off heres xvirus. i had no idea he existed until this year and someone sent me an ask about his updated design, so he's some scribbles for him :9 his concepts super cool tho so maybe ill get more into him later on
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m-ayo-o · 7 months
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18+ dry humping // oral // 21+ Ichigo wc 1500 selfshiptember; 30 yes yes yessss pool time fun [we didn't make it to the pool] look at himm, i want him to bite meeee
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Thanks to your best friend, you’ve finished setting up for the pool party you’re hosting for your university friends super early. You give him a sweet smile and tug on his hand, pulling him down to place a kiss on his cheek.
“Thank you, Ichigo,” you watch the red blush travel up his face, “you’re a lifesaver.”
He stumbles and trips over his words, filling you with the desire to taunt him some more.
“Ichigo,” you know he can’t stand it when you say his name like that, “I’m gonna get changed.”
You tug on his shirt, signaling for him to follow you.
And he lets you pull him up to your room, that’s filled with all your pretty clothes, your smell… your bed.
Oh, if only he knew the things you’ve done on that bed. All of your countless nights fingering yourself stupid, panting and moaning and wishing there was something (someone) bigger to fill you.
“Ichigo,” you love his name so much, you can’t not say it, “will you help me choose my outfit... please?”
His jaw visibly clenches, wondering why on Earth you think he’d give a shit about your outfit.
He couldn’t care less about the scraps of material covering your body. He’d much prefer to see his pretty friend stripped bare and covered in his cum.
But he’s not exactly prepared to say that right now.
So he nods and sits on your bed instead.
You pick out a tantalising array of swimsuits and start to undress to try on the first set.
Ichigo is unable to look away while you strip off your top.
After seeing you do this a few times before, you think he’d be used to it. But he is never going to get used to seeing your body.
His saliva feels thick under his tongue, he can hear his pulse pounding in his ears, drumming louder and louder as he watches you emerge from your t-shirt, hair ruffled and chest on display in your cute bra.
He swallows hard while his gaze falters and shifts, feeling as though he shouldn’t be watching you.
He gets all uncomfortable, trying to shift and rearrange the hefty swell in his shorts, until you step closer and take his jaw in your hand.
“Ichigo,” there it is again, those three syllables bringing you such joy, whereas they only seem to worsen his condition, “you know it’s ok… for you to see me like this.”
His eyes are trained on yours, afraid to look anywhere else.
“We’re friends, aren’t we Ichi?”
He sighs through his nose, impatience brimming in his chest. He’s not sure how much more of this he can take.
“Of course.” He replies tersely, “But I shouldn’t–” his amber eyes flit around, desperately trying to avoid your gaze.
But you keep your hand firmly on his chin, tilting his face up to study every detail, every weakness.
You pull away with a giggle, satisfied with his irritated expression.
You turn and pull your bra off, earning a chastising shout of your name as he finally gives in and turns away, burying his face in your duvets.
That doesn’t exactly help, considering they smell so strongly of you.
“Ichigo,” you tease him again, “I’m done!”
He faces you, finding your somewhat modest t-shirt and shorts to be replaced by two tiny triangles of material over your tits, one over your crotch, and you turn to show him the back, and–
“y/n” it was nothing short of a moan. He knows what he sounded like.
Yet you turn to him and continue this game like he’s not about to bust through his pants.
“Mhm? What is it?”
You twirl around and admire yourself in the mirror, toying with your hair and adjusting the stringy straps of your top, making your boobs jiggle.
“Do you like this one?”
You approach him again, this time edging closer as you watch him swallow another thick load of spit.
If only you could get his mouth open… you could see just how wet he is in there.
You prod his chest, encouraging him to speak up.
He looks up at you with such a strained, pretty face, then grits his teeth one more time and opens his mouth to speak, only for a few laboured pants come out. You should understand that he’s far past the point of talking by now.
But your teasing has only gone so far before tonight. Now things are getting a little out of hand even for you.
You slip a thumb over his bottom lip, spreading his mouth wider as you get a good look at the pools of saliva inside.
He goes to close his mouth again, but finds your fingers squeezing his face as you tut and shake your head.
His eyes dart around, not knowing what to do, his tongue twitching while that adorable embarrassment floods his cheeks.
You just hold his mouth open and watch him drool.
You watch that slick, clear liquid spill from his lips, dripping down either side of his mouth.
And you bend down to his face, his neck craned up to you, and you lick his chin.
“y/n…” it comes out shakier this time.
He tastes like pure lust. You need more.
Your tongue finds his lips, your hand stroking up and through his hair.
He pants into your mouth as you lick and taste him slowly, until you finally feel his body giving in to yours.
His strong hands find your waist and pull you on top of him. Now he’s got you in his lap, he squeezes your nape and starts tonguing you back.
He moves agonisingly slowly, holding you too gently as he desperately fights his desire to ruin you. 
“Ichigo,” you pull away from your messy, wet kiss, “you know I want you, right?”
He nods gingerly.
“Want you to touch me,” you squirm on his thighs, eagerly seeking friction from his long, hard boner, “need you”
He swears he’s gonna get a nosebleed and go braindead in seconds if you keep this up.
He shakes his head.
“I can’t…” he mutters against your lips while simultaneously grinding up into your heat. 
The disappointment that crosses your features kills him. But right now, he knows he wouldn’t last two seconds inside you. He couldn’t do that to you.
“But…” you whimper, begging him with your pretty eyes.
“Look at you,” he places his hands on you like you’re made of glass, “I can’t–” he repeats, biting his lip, hesitant to admit just how weak he is. How weak you’ve made him.
“But I need you so bad,” you’re almost crying, humping his thick, achy length.
“y/n, y/n, please, slow down– nnhh–” you’re getting carried away now, the sliding and poking of his erection over your clit and lips getting you off so good. You could just settle for cumming on him like this.
“Please let me– I, I just need to–” your cries are interrupted by a long groan from the man below you, his hips pumping hard into your soaked little bikini bottoms.
You feel something wetter, something thicker than your slick juices. You look down, watching him bump and thrust as white liquid trickles from his shorts, getting your crotch all messy and sticky.
The sight of him pent up and fucked out gets you endlessly wetter, your hips gyrating greedily until you find your release, coming down hard as you grip on his shoulders.
You whine and grind through your long orgasm, making him moan and wince with overstimulation until you slow down and eventually sit still on his lap, your chest heaving as he caresses your back.
But he knows what girls like you need, and he knows that you’re far from done.
So he slips you off his lap and lays you on your bed, standing and stripping off his soaked shorts.
He pulls you to perch on the edge of your bed as he kneels below you, tugging off your bikini bottoms. He takes your thighs in his hands and eases them apart to see the sloppy mess in between.
“Fuck… you got so fucking wet for me… and I couldn’t–” he sighs with disappointment. He didn’t particularly want your first time together to be so embarrassing.
Little does he know, him cumming like that makes you feel like a damn goddess... and so satisfied that you can bring someone as strong as him to his knees with a bit of dry humping.
“Y/n, I’m sorry I couldn’t do it right,” frustration crosses his handsome face again, “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
He speaks with such sincerity then slides his tongue into you, dipping and licking and swirling till you’re all lightheaded.
Once he’s satisfied with your overflowing pleasure, feeling it drip down his chin and neck, he stands and looks over your body again.
His fiery eyes blaze over the soft mounds of your tits and down your figure, the mess between your legs making his cock swell again.
And you watch him grow and throb as his eyes fix on your tight, leaky hole.
Your eyes are glued to his erection that’s straining hard and angry again, until he speaks, “I want to–” he gives his cock a few lazy tugs, “I want to show you… how good I can make you feel.”
selfshiptember 30!!!!! omg ^-^ likes, comments + reblogs appreciated! <3
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tommykinard6 · 13 days
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I love your headcanons!
Why do you think Tommy has a difficult relationship with sex and how does that show?
Also do you have any more ideas about the emergency contact one? Like the first time they get a call from the hospital...
Yessss thank you so much for asking about those headcanons! I’ve been wanting to talk about these.
I actually just got another ask about the emergency contact and I’m going to go super in depth for that, so stay tuned!
But why do I think Tommy has a difficult relationship with sex? I’m so, so glad you asked. This is one of my biggest headcanons.
However! Please read with caution. TW: for a form of self h*rm involving sex, self hatred, and internalized homophobia.
Tommy was extremely closeted for most of his life. When he was at the 118, he couldn’t even accept himself. But at some point, he stopped being able to ignore it. For me, this might be when he realized he liked Sal (see my other post).
Now for some people, exploring your sexuality includes a *ahem* wild phase. To me, Tommy had two parts of this phase. The first one was…not great.
Tommy was a self loathing closeted man. He hated himself for being gay. He wanted to be “normal”. So when he stopped being able to ignore it, he thought he could “get it out of his system”. So he went to bars outside of LA (he wasn’t risking bumping into anyone he knew) and hooked up with any man who showed interest. He wasn’t picky. He was just more focused on getting out of this “phase”.
So he hooked up with a lot of men. And he didn’t care about himself at all. In fact, he out right hated himself every time. So it devolved. If something didn’t feel good, Tommy leaned into it because he saw it as punishment. He used sex to punish himself and to hurt himself.
I’m not quite sure about how he pulled himself out of it, but we’ll go with this. My idea is that he had a sexual partner who caught onto what was going on, that Tommy secretly hated something happening but refused to stop on his own. The partner shut down the event and when he called out, gently, Tommy on what was happening, Tommy broke down. The partner held him and listened to his garbled story and talked him through it. Instead of the hookup, they spent that night just talking, with the partner trying to get Tommy to see what was happening and get him out of the slump.
And it didn’t fix it. Tommy continued this pattern for a couple more hookups, but he started to get discontented and uncomfortable. Around this time maybe, the 118 got Bobby Nash and the dynamic started changing. Sal was gone and working with Hen, an openly queer firefighter, started to shift how he looked at himself.
So Tommy stopped the hookups and started working on himself. He couldn’t quite face himself still, but he worked on liking himself outside of his sexuality. He started laying down boundaries when he hooked up. And then he left the 118 and started therapy. He was ready to start over. He was tired of the pain and the self hate and the cycle he’d been stuck in for so long. He wanted what he’d seen others have. He saw Hen with her wife and he wanted a bond like that and he knew it could never be with a woman.
Skip forward all this time and he’s learned to be gentle with himself. He finally loves himself. He has embraced his sexuality. Maybe he’s still friendly with that past partner or maybe they never spoke again, idk. He’s had some relationships but nothing’s really stuck. Then he meets Evan Buckley.
He meets Evan Buckley and he feels the sun for the first time. And Evan is still figuring himself out and Tommy not only really likes him, but also wants to make sure Evan doesn’t make the same mistakes he did.
Does that answer the question? Let me sum it up.
Tommy used sex to punish himself and those were his first real experiences with guys. So even now, in healthier relationships and with better mindsets, he doesn’t do the hookup game anymore and is very shy of having sex too soon. He doesn’t have sex without knowing and trusting the person.
Y’all I have no idea if this made sense, but this is literally the premise of a story in my brain.
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strawberrylabs · 9 months
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Lyney with a shy readerrrr? 👀 Maybe friends to lovers scenario? 🥺
yessss my Lyney brainrot is growing.
I very much enjoyed writing this one!
WARNINGS: spoilers for the 4.0 archon quest and Lyney's story quest. Very discreetly alludes to SA/mistreatment
reader will be gn!
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Lyney x Shy!reader- friends to lovers!
so I can see this going two ways: childhood friends to lovers or normal friends to lovers.
personally I'm obsessed with the idea of childhood friends to lovers, so I'll be going with that one.
You were one of the children kept by the horrible noble that had Lynette. Lyney saved you along with all the other kids
From then on, the three of you have worked together for "Father"
While Lyney and Lynette focused on their performances, you often worked in sneaking around behind the scenes while people were distracted.
You also helped promote Lyney and Lynette through the steambird
When Lyney and Lynette first met you, you were very quiet.
Whether it was just in your nature or as a response to what you may have gone through in the hands of the noble prior to your meeting
over the course of the years, you slowly opened up to the two-- Lyney more so out of the pair
You did technically owe him your life after all
Lynette picked up on Lyney's feelings early on. He was the first to fall
But he was conflicted.
He knew how dangerous working for the House of the Hearth could be. He was already paranoid about something happening to Lynette, he couldn't bare to think about someone using you against him
But then over time, you too fell for the magician
And of course Lynette noticed that too
Lynette tries as hard as she can to create situations where the two of you are alone together
"Alright! (Lee), Lynette! Today was a good show! What say we grab a bite to eat on the way back?"
"Actually, I'm going the the steambird. Charlotee wanted an interview."
"What? She didn't mention that earlier.."
"We arranged it just moment ago."
"Wait- Lynette-"
"I'll see you two at home."
"..Shall we go get lunch with just the two of us then?"
"..s-sure."
Thankfully, because Lyney is so talkative, one on one dates hangouts are never awkward
He always has something to say, and he always finds a way to include you
"So I was thinking about bringing you on stage in our next show! I wanted to show off some of my natural charm to the audience, but I can't very well use my twin sister for that can I? But I also don't feel like bringing a fangirl on stage, so I figure I should bring up someone I'm comfortable being flirtatious around!"
he was avoiding eye contact as he said this. If you looked hard enough, you could see his ears were pink too.
"A-And that someone is.. me..?"
"Why of course! You... You're special to me after all, (Lee)"
Lynette was cheering from the table a few feet away as she listened in
The relationship was great, you already knew everything about each other.
It was a bit slow moving when it came to affection though
And so, Lyney's new favorite hobby was formed: teasy you
You poor, poor soul.
The SECOND you blush about ANYTHING he does, he's teasing you.
Exhibit A:
Lyney was in the middle of a performance in the street for some kids and their parents,
"Ah! Look everyone, here comes my lovely partner now! (Lee) dear, come here a moment."
Next thing, he's pulling out some flowers from nowhere and turning them into a flower crown for you.
"There! Doesn't (Lee) look pretty? Aww it would seem my beloved is a little shy."
He definetly grabs your chin and looks into your eyes like a smug bastard we love him though
"There's no need to be shy. I'm not lying when I say you are stunning."
Charlotte has written soooo many articles about you two its not even funny
And Fontanians are living for it
Despite his antics, he never takes things too far.
Like he'd never do something to embaress you if he knew you'd be upset or uncomfortable
And if he ever makes you too upset he will always apologise
With flowers he pulls from his hat
But that rarely happens. He's known you for 10 years now. He knows your boundaries like the back of his hand
The first time you tell him you love him, it's after the trial with the traveler- specifically after they've walked away after confronting Lyney about lying to them
"Lyney.."
"..."
"I'm going to see Freminet. He's probably worried after not seeing us for so long."
"..Lyney. You know the traveler just needs some time to process. We didn't mean any harm by hiding it from them."
"I know! I know.. "
"... I'm proud of you. And... I love you"
You have never seen Lyney so genuinely surprised
As a magician and fatuu, he's seen it all. And above all he knows never to let his facial expressions give away what he's thinking
But he let himself slip this once.. He let his love and admiration for you show clearly on his face
"And I love you too, my dove. My darling (Lee)"
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sobbing. I want a Lyney in my life.
-Strawberry
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potol0ver · 5 months
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Could u write something for Erik with a thouchy/cuddly reader? (Gn/male pls)
The reader just unconsciously touches him a lot, and consciously! Lots of love to give 😊
Yessss- I’m making this male reader because there isn’t enough for yall
Tags;short fic, male reader, you’re shorter than Erik (idc how tall you are you’re getting baby girl treatment/loving), shy Erik, touchy reader, ending is meant to be loving and not suggestive but it can be read suggestively.
Edit; I have a second fluff male fic with Erik somewhere in my POTO library, and please don’t hesitate to ask strictly for male reader from me <3
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In the beginning of you and Erik relationship, understandably both of you were nervous. Over time both of you found ways to show off your love for each other in comfortable ways, like Erik writing music specifically for you or maybe even helping you find your singing voice. Erik’s love language towards you have always been acts of service and gift giving. You on the other hand, was physical affection.
Not wanting to accidentally push away your boyfriend you started with small touches on his arm while he talks. Which no matter how small the touch he’d always gasp or his breath would hitch. Once Erik seemed comfortable with you touching him more you started showing how touchy you were. The previously cautious touches are now mindless lingering touches whenever you were near, which always made his mind spin.
Erik never minded this, especially from you, but now Erik has found himself with his loving boyfriend practically bear hugging his arm while he explains his new opera. Of course like always he’s caught off guard but the moment he sees your face filled with the adoration, he swears he could feel his heart melt.
“A-and then, the antagonist would…” Erik trails off being absorbed by you. “…mon amour, do you really like touching me so much?”
Surprised by that question you realize how close you are to him and quickly back up a little. “Oh well yes, im sorry I didn’t realize how close I was getting to you. You’re probably uncomfortable with it huh?” You ask with a nervous smile, which quickly gets dismissed when you feel Erik’s hand on your waist pulling you back into his figure.
“No… it is new, but I’d never say no to my dashing boyfriend being touchy with me…” Erik flustering says with a light blush on his face holding you close. With a slightly shaky hand, he cradles your face and looks longingly down at you. “In fact… I quite adore it actually.”
Hearing those words you gleefully smile up at him. “Then… would you be interested in me adoring you tonight?”
“A-adoring me?” Erik responds with wide intrigued eyes.
“Yes, like cuddling with you and me gently playing with your hand… or maybe even you resting your head in my lap as I trace your features?” Suggesting the latter cautiously you wait for his response.
“I’d… I’d like that mon amour, I trust you.” Erik says with a slightly shaking tone, excited yet nervous about how you’d show affection to him tonight.
Gently, you lean up and kiss Erik softly yet the kiss was filled with love, trying to reassure him. “Thank you dear, let me go show you how much I love you.”
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makeste · 6 months
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BnHA Volume 36 - Reaction Journey Part 2
continuing on our journey following yesterday’s volume 35 post! some more out-of-context random bullet point reactions taken from my reaction posts for each chapter. the full reactions for each chapter will go up eventually once I finish my manga catch-up marathon (currently at chapter 367).
spoiler warning: just fyi, this post will obviously feature spoilers for chapters 350-362, BUT it will also include a couple of stray spoilers from chapter 403 as well, so just a heads up for that if you aren’t fully caught up!
Chapter 351
friends, we are about to embark upon the most dramatic, theatrical, Shakespearean disaster of a fight this series has ever witnessed. brace yourselves
yes Shouto, that’s just cuz he literally doesn’t feel pain and doesn’t care if he lives or dies :’)
IS THIS PART OF THE PLAN??? IS SHOUTO NOT FIGHTING BACK BECAUSE HE’S TOO BUSY CONCENTRATING ON WHATEVER THING HE’S DOING?? BECAUSE IF NOT HOLY SHIT. YOU’RE ALLOWED TO FIGHT BACK SHOUTO
actually come to think of it, he hasn’t attacked once so far. not even the usual giant ice wall opener move. he’s definitely got something up his sleeve. but my god man in the meantime this is hard to watch
sorry Touya, but as justified as your grudge against Enji might be, your grudge against Shouto? not so much. I get it, life handed Shouto the keys to your dream life and he had the audacity to say he didn’t want to drive. but Shouto is allowed to make his own choices, and want his own things. for that matter, so are you. but you’re just stuck. gah. it’s so frustrating and yet the psychology of it is so incredibly compelling
“I might not have the clearest sense of my own identity, but at least I didn’t kill 30 people” fjdsjd gottem
“phosphor” is such a next-level attack name. pretty sure it has more to do with light than fire/heat, but with as white-hot as this attack looks to be, I get it and it definitely works
Chapter 352
love that Kaminari’s instinct when seeing this giant flaming X on Shouto’s chest is to immediately poke it. repeatedly. while Shouto just stands there and vibrates uncomfortably
finally!! a proper half-cold-half-hot ultimate supermove!! though I still don’t quite understand how “making fire that doesn’t actually burn things” is going to help in a battle in any kind of way. BUT I CAN’T WAIT TO BE PROPERLY EDUCATED
he’s thanking Deku. for helping him start to discover his true self all those eons ago. what a sweet sweet boy
omg here it comes ULTIMATE MOVE YESSSS
SLAM DUNK NAME AND VISUAL!!! 10/10!!! HELL FUCKING YEAH WAY TO LIVE UP TO THE HYPE HOLY SHIT
fuck. okay, yeah. if you give me a shounen character reminiscing over his hard-earned personal growth, and feeling profound gratitude toward his friends who helped him get this far, and then you suddenly hit me with the crying little kid panels to remind us of who these two characters really are, at the end of the day, once you strip away all the rest of it. you show me little baby Touya who’s just desperate to be loved and validated and acknowledged. and you show me little baby Shouto who understands his brother’s feelings completely, and doesn’t want to actually be here doing this, but knows that he has to because there’s no one else who can. if you go ahead and show me all of that!! well then!! I mean, good fucking job!! you knew exactly what you were doing!! well done!! you got the tears again so well done to you!! lmao
Chapter 353
okay is every single person here trying to jinx themselves now?? you guys do realize how absurdly lucky you are that Shouto finished his epic battle in the span of only 2 chapters? are you trying to draw more misfortune to yourselves??
“hey guys! great news, Todoroki already finished his fight” fdfklskf Kacchan’s gonna fucking lose it lmao. to say nothing of poor Deku who’s still busy hurtling across the Pacific
WHO IS THIS??!
lol what. he’s wearing a shirt collar and suit jacket as pants. and he’s got weird carpet hair and a disquietingly sexy face. AND FLOWER POWER?? who, is this, and why has it taken us 353 chapters to meet him. OR HER??? GENDER-AMBIGUOUS ON TOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE. YOUR FIGHT BETTER BE COOL AS HELL YOU WEIRDO
how is Spinner actually TWENTY FEET TALL NOW??? like, that earlier panel wasn’t actually a fluke or something, that was actually happening?? you smashed a bridge to pieces?!? somehow you’re a Kaijuu now???
this seriously cannot be it though, especially since Iida didn’t even get to do anything. and I really, really, really fucking hate how nervous it’s making me noooo whyyyy
Chapter 354
there is no possible way anything Endeavor tries here will actually work. he’s giving off so many dead man walking vibes right now and I am not okay
DOES FIRE EVEN WORK ON AFO?? LORD KNOWS IT DOESN’T WORK ON ANYBODY ELSE
Hawks is shouting at him lol. “remember what happened to All Might in Kamino!” for real though! how do they keep falling for it??
oh my god what a sickening realization. to learn that the reason you never found your child was that he was taken. not killed, but taken. that it was never even an accident at all, but deliberate. he was targeted and hurt and taken because of you. and the man responsible for it is standing right here in front of you
YOU HAD SIXTEEN-YEAR-OLDS??? YOU HAD MORE SUPERPOWERED OP SIXTEEN-YEAR-OLDS IN RESERVE THIS ENTIRE TIME???? AND YOU DIDN’T THINK TO USE THEM????
what’s AFO even going to do to them lol. I would love to see AFO stumble around and try to come up with some big intimidating weak-point-attacking speech for Tokoyami “The Darkness Is Where I Make My Home” Fumikage. he would probably love it. just sit there hungrily lapping it all up. “no but please keep telling me more about how tormented my soul is, this is great”
Chapter 355
I can’t believe Jirou and Tokoyami are about to fight god
I love Tokoyami and Hawks’s relationship so, so much. there’s just so much trust between the two of them. like on the surface it might seem like Hawks keeps underestimating Tokoyami every step of the way. but in reality it’s more that Hawks, being a former child soldier himself, is extremely reluctant to subject someone else to that, regardless of whether the circumstances are the same, and regardless of how capable Tokoyami keeps proving himself to be. yet another example of Hawks being continuously forced to walk a razor-thin line between decisions that he can live with, and decisions that will actually keep him alive. Tokoyami is a phenomenally powerful fighter, and his presence here absolutely helps tip the scales in their favor. but it’s also an insanely dangerous place for him to be, and so of course Hawks doesn’t want him here
meanwhile on Tokoyami’s end, he started out simply wanting to prove himself to Hawks, but once Hawks opened up to him, his exasperation almost immediately gave way to admiration and respect. and then he almost lost him at Jakku, and I think that really did a number on him, and so he’s so attached to and protective of him now. and I think that in turn has caused Hawks to try and keep his distance a little more, both because he has no idea how to deal with that emotionally, and because he doesn’t want Toko getting hurt. it’s such a delightfully complex relationship and I want to hold it and protect it with everything I have
AFO IS A BAD BITCH YES, BUT YOU ARE EVEN BADDER JIROU GET HIS ASS
lol he is REALLY cheesed about her showing him up in the previous chapter. definitely took it personally
I’m getting so many Bakugou vibes from this. legit getting chills over here. “shut your stupid mouth already.” she recognized the small dick energy a mile away
DIDN’T EVEN NEED ENDEAVOR AFTER ALL LMAO. THAT’S THE COOL, REFRESHING POWER OF JIROU
Chapter 356
AFO LITERALLY CAN’T EVEN PROCESS WHAT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW AND IT’S AMAZING
it’s okay to admit you just suck and are getting your ass whooped by Hawks and the sixteen-year-olds
what are you, a Zelda boss?? so he’s got a fucking phase 2 now?? WHY ARE YOU THE MOST ANNOYING MAN
DON’T DIE ENJI YOU FUCKING LOSER YOUR BOYS NEED CLOSURE AND SO DO I GODDAMMIT
ARE YOU REALLY DOING THIS WITH JUST THE ONE ARM YOU ABSOLUTE LUNATIC
anyways, wow. after getting COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY shown up by newly minted main character Jirou Kyouka, Endeavor got his moment after all. whatever else he may be, he’s a damn good fucking hero. and if anyone deserves to get punched so hard they burst into flames, it’s AFO, so yeah
Chapter 357
what a sassy little birb. like how he now has the sexy soon-to-be scar as well! you are now officially a Todoroki
YOU CAN SHOOT FIRE OUT OF YOUR EYEBALLS NOW?? YOU SHOOT LASERS?? THAT’S JUST A THING THAT YOU DO NOW???
fff Endeavor please don’t die :|!!!!
please zap AFO’s other hand!!! I am getting so freaking anxious right now. he’s either gonna win it all here or else something terrible is about to happen
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
DID HORIKOSHI KNOW??? WHEN HE WAS DRAWING THIS??? THAT IT WAS ACTUALLY GOING TO BE THE SINGLE WORST THING ANYONE HAS EVER DRAWN!??!?!!
OH MY GOD I SCROLLED DOWN AND IT WASN'T ACTUALLY THE END OF THE CHAPTER AHHHHHH. FOR SOME REASON I JUST ASSUMED IT WAS. POSSIBLY BECAUSE ALL I WANT RIGHT NOW IS TO FLING THIS MANGA AWAY FROM ME AND INCINERATE IT WITH A BLOWTORCH
Chapter 358
did TomurAFO really just slap a huge chunk of the iconic U.A. school building to pieces with his disgusting infinityhands all unceremoniously just like that. is nothing sacred anymore. what are you gonna do next?? kill off the most popular character??
“so anyway here’s 1000 words on why me becoming a despot is actually a good thing” dude just shut up and get back to slapping shit already
KACCHAN WENT TO THE SUPPORT COURSE FOR AN UPGRADE?? AND WE WERE DEPRIVED OF THAT ENTIRE INTERACTION?! YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT KACCHAN HAS MET HATSUME MEI AND IT WAS OFFSCREENED?? I am suing this manga for wasting my life
magnificent. inspired. I can’t believe this child is going to be fucking dead like three chapters from now (˘̩̩̩ε˘̩ƪ)
THE PALPABLE FUCKING CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!!
FUCK YEAH KACCHAN MAKE THE BAD MAN GO BOOM
Chapter 359
is this dude actually livestreaming the battle
bitch he’s going toe to toe with the final villain while you’re down in the basement making a Tiktok. you are not the same
HIS FUCKING ARM, FUCK ME. FUCK. FUCK!!
his arm is literal splinters right now and all he cares about is that TomurAFO wasn’t impressed with his new cluster move :’’’’) it’s okay. it’s okay this is fine
this is literally Aizawa’s worst nightmare. greatest fear come to life. one of his students is hurt and in danger and he can’t do anything. Shirakumo all over again. Bakugou is about to die right in front of him and he’s so fucking desperate but he can’t do anything
omg. what a goated fucking chapter. Bakugou angst! Aizawa angst!! Aizawa Being Terrified Over An Imminent Threat to Bakugou’s Safety angst!! and to top it all off, “YOU’RE CLOSER TO MIDORIYA IZUKU THAN ANYONE AND THAT’S WHY I’M ABOUT TO MAKE YOU SUFFER” angst. hoooooooooooly shit
Chapter 360
so he’s literally just. torturing him. just fucking around. wow
WHY IS TOMURAFO JUST CONTINUING TO HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD TO KEEP ON DOING THIS. WHERE THE FUCK ARE ALL THE REST OF THE HEROES?? FFS, DEKU’S NOT HERE TO THROW A BACKPACK THIS TIME, WHY DOES EVERYONE ELSE FUCKING SUCK SO HARD AT SAVING HIM?!
Studio Bones is gonna have to utilize some sort of AI program to autogenerate these hand things for all their fight scenes. I feel really sorry for that AI and I just hope that it doesn’t somehow develop sentience and take revenge on us all. it would be within its rights to do so
MIRIOOOOOOOO. ACTUAL BEST CHARACTER IN THE SERIES!!! YOU CAN LAUGH AT KACCHAN’S HERO NAME ALL YOU WANT YOU FUCKING STUD. YOU EARNED IT
why was this man not our vanguard. why, when we lost our trump card in the first ten seconds of the fight, did it not occur to a single person that, WELL HEY, SINCE IT LOOKS LIKE THE DEKU THING MIGHT NOT END UP WORKING OUT. WHAT IF WE JUST, YOU KNOW, MIRIO
welp. if anyone needs me. I’ll be in my room crying over fictional characters
Chapter 361
QUICKLY NOW! WHILE HE’S DISTRACTED REMEMBERING HOW HE USED TO BE CUTE AND NOT-EVIL!!
why do I feel like Mirio also got the strange, fleeting impression that he was talking to someone else other than TomurAFO for a moment there? he looks like he’s WEIRDED OUT AS ALL FUCK, but also genuinely sorry for offending him lol
JEANIST IS STANDING UP AND TRYING TO DISTRACT TOMURAFO TO PROTECT KACCHAN, I AM YET AGAIN AWASH IN FEELINGS
I know I sound like a broken record here but Tamaki, not allowed to die, etc. etc. just so we’re clear Horikoshi. I don’t trust you to remember!!
WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY FEED THIS KID BEFORE THEY WENT INTO BATTLE OMFG!!!!!!!
WHAT A TERRIFYING THING TO BEHOLD. I DON’T SEE HOW THIS IS GOING TO DO FUCKALL AGAINST TOMURAFO NO MATTER HOW EXCITED THEY ARE ABOUT IT, BUT EVEN SO, GODDAMN
Chapter 362
oh my GOD WHY DOES MY HEART ALREADY HURT SO MUCH aaaaugh I’m not going to survive this am I. Kacchan we’ll die together
did he already know?! NOBODY FUCKING TOLD ME HE ALREADY KNEW?? HE KNEW HOW IT WOULD END, AND HE WENT WILLINGLY. THE SACRIFICE PLAY, oh my god, my heart is pieces
Jeanist’s eyes are so wide and he’s using his quirk and telling Katsuki to stop. he knows. what tipped you off. was it the “take care of everyone” while standing up with sudden terrifying purpose even though he’s already half-dead. was it that. it was that wasn’t it
I AM SO NOT FINE RIGHT NOW IT’S UNBELIEVABLE
that’s it. it’s over. Horikoshi’s won. it’s all fucking over we never stood a fucking chance in hell
Kacchan’s face, when he’s not scrunching it up in a glare, or a frown, or grinning like a homicidal maniac, never ceases to just effortlessly slip past every last one of my defenses. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, he just looks so freaking young. like the schoolboy he in fact is. far, far too young to be caught up in a war and facing his own imminent death
seeing him like this now, in his own mental landscape, where he’s free to be himself, and seeing how much of a difference it makes in his demeanor almost immediately, just hits me real fucking hard. he was just way too hard on himself. and he never let himself ask for the autograph because he never felt like he fully earned it, and now it’s too late (or so he thinks), and just. guh
Kacchan dying with that much regret in his heart is not fucking okay and I wanna fight a man about it even though it didn’t even actually wind up happening sob
I love, and hate, that every single other hero there actually did try to stop it. they just weren’t fast enough. god
PUTTING HIS PARENTS THERE WAS A DICK MOVE ON HORIKOSHI’S PART. OH HELLO BAKUFAM HOW ARE YOU, AND BY THE WAY, YOUR CHILD JUST DIED. WHAT A TERRIBLE DAY FOR RAIN
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moonspirit · 3 months
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Man why does armin have such- a GOOD BODY LIKE DAMMNNNNN man annie has some real self control bc if this man is standing next to me like that ill JUMP AT HIM
Pfft, Annie has NO self-control. She just isn't jumping him in public because she'd rather die than have other people see her climbing him lmao. I have this one favourite thought where Annie secretly reaaaallly likes the whole height difference thing, and becomes ultra-conscious and aware of it whenever they are next to each other. So maybe they're all standing together for a group photograph and she notices that oh- her shoulder only bumps into his upper arm, and oh- his knees are way higher than hers, and o-oh- his hips are so slim beside her more wider ones- oh- oh fuck- oh shit-
Anyway. I digressed. Sorry (no).
Back to Armin though - YESSSS!!! I've always thought that yeah, okay, almost ALL the men and several women in AoT are taller than him, but he's grown up to a reallly nice convenient height! Also his physique has changed a ton, but in a really attractive, soft, proportionate way... does that make sense? Everything is just. RIGHT. It's just an assumption of mine that he can't really bulk up the way the other guys do, but that has resulted in a kind of goldilocks size as far as Annie's concerned; the right height where she definitely has to get on her tip toes, but not become overly uncomfortable; long fingers, long arms, long legs; sharp jawline, slim waist, slim hips; silky hair, great neck, a very attractive back; hypnotizing eyes and a beautiful smile; soft in some places (like his cheeks, for example) but hard where he needs to be (and no I did not mean his dick, dear horny reader) ... it's just. ARGH. ARGH, SO GOOD. ALL SO GOOD.
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sugar-omi · 8 months
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i think in real life it’s kinda bad to do this but like,,,,, I love making cove jealous on purpose 🤭
like when you agree to take up Baxter’s offer for dance lessons RIGHT AFTER cove is like “mc is the only one I’d wanna dance with 😌” and he just rolls his eyes at you 💀 or when you tell him you also got Baxter’s number with Terry “Yeah we got it. *cue cove’s surprise at the word ‘we’* I got his number too” and he’s just like “wow. 😧”
something about that is just soooo hehehe to me like I just want him to act possessive of me soooo bad !!! cove give me some reaction babyboy please !! 😫😫
YESSSS SAME
also when you tell baxter the flirting is okay/doesn't bother you. i feel like they changed that but maybe not???
bc i coulda swore cove did the whole "so flirting is okay?" even when you're dating and it bothered him but he didn't say anything. maybe i'm getting my play thru's mixed up though bc 9.9 times outta 10 i was dating cove by step 3 lol so who knows
AND I WISH HE WAS MORE OBVIOUSLY JEALOUS... LIKE SOME DIALOGUE/EXPRESSIONS ARE STILL THE SAME EVEN WHEN YOU'RE DATING/CRUSHING OR AT FRIENDS AND I JUST INTEROPERATE IT AS JEALOUSY
i think cove isn't that jealous honestly, he doesn't realize some things at first like people liking you n all that stuff, but the more obvious it is or if its pointed out to him, or he realizes it the more uncomfortable he is and i think THEN he gets jealous
at least as a teen he's all squirmy n uncomfortable bc he's never had to like "fight" for your attention/love but as teens he realizes there's gonna be a lot more chances for people to hit on you/crush on you and for you to meet other people and stuff and he's just not used to it so he gets jealous n doesn't know what to do w it
BUT IN STEP 4, IF YOU PICK DEREK AS YOUR MAN OF HONOR/BEST MAN OR WHATEVER, COVE WILL SAY "i hope not. not unless they're getting married to me a second time."
LIKE AHHHH 🙈🙈🙈
ykw i just thought abt it. prbly (definitely) ooc but cove is so used to you being jealous and possessive and doting on him, just fretting over him all the time. that when someone else like baxter comes along n takes your attention, n all that stuff that's when he gets jealous
"i'm your boyfriend so... stop paying attention to other guys."
pls why am i about to write a whole bit on jealous babygirl cove...
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spirit-lanterns · 3 months
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check-ins are so sweet it makes me want to melt into a puddle and cry every time
Yessss!
I know I don’t write it often in my fics, but I am a firm believer that all the HSR women would do check ins with you during sex. They wanna make sure you’re not feeling overwhelmed or uncomfortable while they’re fucking you, because sex can be a very vulnerable experience…
Yukong’s check ins are the sweetest tho. She always look so worried 💕
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peachirambles · 5 months
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kicks down the door rose give me derek with a MC who loves pampering him its what he deserves
YESSSS A DEREK ASK! You know I love my pookie dearly <3 he's my darling and he doesn't get nearly enough love so I hope I do him justice here!
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Derek is a man that for all intent and purposes, loves to spoil his partners rotten. It's extremely obvious that if given the chance, he will go out of his way for the MC. However, his main love language is acts of service afterall so naturally, pampering does fall into that catergory
Does that mean he'll take being pampered easily? Hell no, do you know Derek?! He's got a lot of built up energy and not only that, he spent almost all his life servicing others, so for him to be the one being pampered, he gets very flustered but he's not going to say no either.
I can imagine it's doing another "Derek Day" sort of deal where Derek gets to pick the places he wants to go and things he wants to do and the MC follows along, but the difference is this time is that the MC is willing to pay for the entire day. Of course, if Derek is really gungho on paying at least half, then the MC won't stop him either. What matters is making sure Derek is as happy and relaxed as possible
Now, Derek isn't like Cove or Baxter in the way that he wants gifts or goes out somewhere. I think a good "Derek Day" is buying some food on DoorDash or UberEats, renting some movies and buying a new videogame, and just cuddling up on the couch. Derek is just a guy who really just wants to relax and vibe out with the love of his life so he's not going to run up your credit card to do that
He also has a lot of energy, so if you do take him out, it's gotta be something that can really make him miss his bed. Or, you can take him out for a couple's spa day where the whole point is to just relax and get pampered together. I think Derek really would love getting a back massage
But also, I can see him just generally having a spa day at home with a bunch of silly face masks and such. Also, spa days at home means you can personally give him all the massages he wants, and he gets to kiss you whenever he wants, so really, it's a win-win.
So yeah, essentially, I don't see him being uncomfortable with a pampering mc as much as I do, seeing him get red-faced more often from how excessive the MC is. And boy is Derek cute when he's flustered
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amysubmits · 11 months
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We had a busy couple of weeks with doctors appointments and different things, so we skipped over having CD make me a weekly schedule like we usually do. I was kinda excited to get back to routine this week.
Mid work day CD said “Are you getting your work done?” in a tone that I read as slightly scolding. I said “Yessss....” and made a huff noise. My intent was to playfully sass him for checking on me. I love feeling watched over, but I guess that I like it so much that my instinct is to resist it because it almost makes me uncomfortably vulnerable at times. And, ya know, I have a little bit of a sassy/bratty streak anyway. But, that’s best kept to areas where he’ll be crystal clear that I’m just playing. Anyway...
He read my response as me as being upset by him suggesting I wasn’t on-task. He said something like “Sorry, I wasn’t trying to make you feel accused. I meant it a little playful.”
Then I explained myself. “Oh, no. I wasn’t actually bothered. I guess I did it (referring to my huffing and sort of whining) because I liked it. But I probably shouldn’t do that in ways where it’s not clear that I’m playing. I don’t want you to think I’m actually resisting. It’s just easier for me to play it off as sass, I guess.” 
“I think its just easier for me to act like I’m playing, too. That’s why I was talking firmly, to make it a joke. I could have been more direct though.” He paused for a split second. “We both wussed out.” He laughed. 
We’re both probably more prone to awkwardness than the average person...but I thought this was worth sharing because occasionally people seem to think I/we have all the answers and that isn’t true. We’ve learned a ton about each other over the years so we get it right more often than we used to. Even now though, don’t always get it right, and we just talk things through as they come up. Real life D/s has moments that may have some special moments that can feel like magic, but it’s really just figuring it out as you go. Sometimes that means you stumble along the way. 
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wordsinhaled · 2 years
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Also. I gotta say. In my opinion, if you are born (even in the most eldritch sense of the word) and love and desire and cause problems because you had an emotion too hard, you count as a person. And I have Feelings, as someone in a "helping profession," about how utterly subsumed the Endless are in their duties. Like, sheesh, maybe it's what they were born to do, but what about hobbies? Work-life balance? Maybe they DO need a good lawyer.
yessss, hello fellow helping professional! high five! o/ we need a “helping professionals in sandman fandom” network, clearly! paging @dancinbutterfly for the vibes :D
i mean, if any of the endless have got it figured out it’s death. she knows how to be in the moment, live in the world, and experience things beyond her duty - even if it is tied to coping with the reality of doing her duty. she has the most Been to Therapy unconditional positive regard energy about her and it’s lovely.
and, like, how much of that comes from the overwhelm of perpetually holding space for the super existential experience of mortality? from the crushing realization of the transience of all beings? from being parentified because of how time and night totally fumbled their parenting? it would be an absolute mindfuck if she didn’t take her shoes off once in a while and touch grass, meet some people, understand what it’s all for.
death finds space for her emotionality and makes meaning of it within her purpose, which is ultimately to bear witness to the emotionality of others while allowing it to be in harmony with her own empathy.
*cough* death’s basically already a therapist in spirit, i’m just saying.
and yeah, dream is the opposite example—so consumed by his work and using his perception of his “purpose” and the laws of the universe as shields. because to allow himself to exist outside of that purpose means to admit vulnerability to extremes of emotion which are scary and uncomfortable. but dream’s purpose by definition, as it were, to steward the dreaming and guide all dreamers, isn’t necessarily a directive for him to be unemotional—this is something he imposes on himself to avoid big hurty feelings like rejection, heartbreak, loss.
he must understand emotions to fulfill his purpose, he feels them and knows them in the dreams of mortals, but keeps himself one step removed because Big Emotions are scary!!! and so he approaches them with this massive amount of squeamishness because how can he Be In The World and not become overwhelmed?
but the good emotions are so tempting! experiencing passion, love, being wanted; and then on a basic level, feeling acceptance, finding belongingness. things he has not had consistently in his hierarchy of needs. they feel good! there’s this part of him that surely thinks, could this not be for me, too? and stifles it with, no, my self-denial is a fitting punishment for the selfish nature i’ve been taught i possess. and he is so starved of these positive emotional experiences that when he allows himself to feel them he feels them with world-breaking intensity.
but is it selfish to want to feel? is it really? who taught you that? why do you not deserve the same care you show the dreaming? what does it mean about your entire self-concept if people actually care about you? if it isn’t true you’re alone in the world? how do you grapple with that? with the total upending of the entire worldview that keeps you safe from pain?
a mindfuck.
he needs a lawyer. he needs a therapy session (or a thousand of them). he needs to hang out with his sister more. he needs lots of hugs from hob. and he needs to feed the pigeons in the park, and watch shakespeare performances, and go down the pub with his very mortal immortal friend, and go to open mics, and look at street art, and live in the world, and be happy, and do more things “it g[ives] him pleasure so to do”
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(also yes, this journey is What It Looks Like and i’ll just say i’d seriously consider crisis planning if he were a client)
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ofallthingsnasty · 2 years
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Endeavor basement wife idea!! What if after completely destroying their psyche and brainwashing them into wanting to stay with him, he starts training them by keeping them plugged up for the majority of the day so when he comes home they're already dumb, deliriously horny and ready for a brutal pounding - after all he had a hard day at work 🤤 all he needs is a pliant living breathing little fleshlight
yessss you get it. also pleaseee - he'll need to stretch you one way or another, that man is just too damn big tw. yandere, noncon, basement wifery, physical abuse
Okay, let's talk about the breaking in first, though! Can you imagine how rough that'd be? We talked about him and being physical quite a bit before, but him specifically trying to get you to crack? He’s no stranger to physical punishments, but that brute actively working out a plan to make it stick? To make you dumb and compliant? You’ll be in for the worst time of your life, guaranteed. I have no doubts that he’s all action and zero words. A single act of disobedience, anything other than a smile when he comes home? You’ll get your ass spanked bloody. And don’t forget the nice, long stays in his basement. He has two tools: violence and isolation. That’s it. I think he’d make pretty quick work of you. It’s one thing to manipulate until you feel hopeless and small, and another to beat the submission into you. He is so much more than snide comments or cooed words - he is stoic and merciless, two strong arms and a short fuse. And only after you’re nothing but a broken down husk of your former self who flinches at every little movement of his shoulders- only then does he reward you with some gentleness. He’s quite aware of his size. How could he not when you were sobbing the first time he took you? You’re too small for him, no matter your size. And if he hates one thing, that’s you writhing and trashing about while he’s trying to blow off some steam and fuck you. He simply has no time (or any mind) to get you ready for him when he comes home after a long day of work. Training you is the most logical thing to do, really. Minimal prep time for him (as you’re doing it for him while he’s out) and very little effort. It’d be fairly easy to get you to do it, as well - once you’re already broken in. And trust me, you’ll actually be grateful for it - the uncomfortable stretch of a slightly bigger toy after slipping it in for the first time or the weird pang you feel when you sit and twist with something big inside of you is nothing compared to him just bullying himself into you. It’s almost kind of him to train you like that... And if your broken sobs and wails turn into little hums and grunts of genuine pleasure because you’ve been on edge all day and he’s finally relieving you from that, who is he to argue?
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misseviehyde · 1 year
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COMPLEX VICTIM
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Brad laughed as he cornered his three victims and choosing the smallest pushed Gabriel hard up against the wall.
"You pathetic little dweeb. My sexy girlfriend dumped me and I want to make her jealous, so you're going to drink this gender changing Elixir and become my new girlfriend."
Gabriel squealed as Brad slid his hand round his neck. His skinny frame was no match for the muscled quarterback.
"Refuse and I'll beat the shit out of you and kick your friends asses for good measure." Laughing he lifted Gabriel one handed and dropped him to the floor.
Choking and gagging Gabriel gasped as a pink vial was thrust into his hands.
"But I don't want to be a girl," he sobbed, "and I definitely don't want to be your girlfriend."
The bully laughed.
"Like I give a shit what you want. Justine has all the other girls in school on her side. so I need a new girl. This stuff better make you pretty."
Standing threateningly over his victim Brad smiled as he watched the little nerd drink the whole vial.
"Good boy. Now let's see what kind of slut you turn into."
Gabriel's friends watched in horror as their friends face took on a dreamy expression. He began to tug and tear at his clothing uncomfortably, groaning as he arched his back and they heard the clicking of bones starting to pop and shift.
"Unnnnnhhhh feel... so... hot... I'm mmmmmh burning up."
With a low moan, Gabriel threw his head back and the transformation began to accelerate. His short brown hair began to lengthen and grow and his face was tightening and reshaping. His already small body wasn't changing in size, but the hips and ass were swelling out.
"Fuckkkkkkk," groaned Gabriel his voice unbreaking and his friends shocked to hear him swear. "Fuckkkkk YESSSS!"
Gabriel's short bitten nails shot out and extended into manicured claws. His spotty complexion cleared up and his face took on a symmetrical shape with long delicate lashes and a soft pouting mouth. Deep brown eyes that twinkled with slutty mischief fluttered in pleasure as his hands went to his chest.
"Mmmmh ohhhh yeahhhhh," he laughed, rubbing his chest with glee and ripping his shirt open to reveal two huge swelling globes of flesh. Two massive teenage tits, full and firm filled his hands as his skin took on a soft tanned complexion and the transformations began to slow.
The smiling, panting hottie in the ripped remains of Gabriel's clothes tossed back her hair with a feminine gesture and admired herself with a grin.
"Mmmmmh, wow... what a rush. What's the matter stud - cat got your tongue?"
Brad seemed a little taken aback. He was staring at the new girl in shock. He hadn't quite expected the Elixir to work THIS well.
"G...Gabriel is that you?" squeaked one of the former boys friends.
"Yes and no. I was him, but now I'm me. Gabriel isn't here right now, maybe you should call be Gabbie instead?"
"Alright then Gabbie," grunted Brad stirring himself and trying to take charge of the situation again. "You're gonna be my girlfriend and do as I say or I'll hurt these loser friends of yours real bad."
Gabbie laughed and standing up walked over to Brad with a swaying motion. "Haha, like I give a shit what you do to those losers. I'll be your girlfriend, but because I WANT to. Beat the shit out of those dweebs for all I care."
Kneeling before Brad she giggled as she began to unbutton his fly. "No... let me show you why I want to be YOUR girlfriend and let's see if the rumours are true."
The bully groaned as Gabbie whipped his eight inch dick out and murmuring appreciatively she began to suck it.
"Mmmmh I'm such a fucking slut for a bad boy. I'm your naughty little bitch now baby," groaned Gabbie as she went to work and began to suck dick like she had been doing it for years.
With a scream her former friends ran away whilst Brad was distracted.
***************
A week later and Gabbie's friends plucked up their courage and went on a rescue mission to the mall. She had changed further - now dressed in a slutty outfit that showed off her massive tits. Her belly button was pierced and her face enhanced with makeup.
Gabbie was turning out to be as big a bully as her new boyfriend.
Runour was she had recently beaten Justine up in a cat fight. Brad had decided not to take back his begging ex - seemingly under Gabbbie's spell.
"Gabriel," they cried. "We've come to rescue you from being Brad's victim."
Gabbie laughed and flicked her hair. She clicked her long manicured fingers commandingly.
From a shop behind her emerged Brad. He was laden with shopping bags and carrying all her things. "Where do you want to go next babe?" he asked in a tired, beaten down voice.
"Do I look like a fucking victim?" she giggled as her pussy whipped boyfriend staggered away behind her and she dragged him off to another shop as she turned her back on her former life.
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