#THANK YOU SM RIP BELOVED

[oneirataxia-girl]

⇝ BIRTHDAY BASH EXCHANGE -- Red Dreamer

me, you, and the moon

@carmens-garden i wasn't really sure where you'd like to draw resources from and i wanted this to be a surprise, so i used ella and sophie's resources from yellowjackets, hope that's okay and you like this!! ily girlie <33

#if you saw this before no u didn't #we do not talk about the quality #i tried my best :')) #also in the last gif there was an attempt to have a moon overlay the circle part #i mean you can see it if you look closely but tbh any more obvious and it looks weird lmao #rip the first gif #yes i know it sticks out #i cannot for the life of me get its color to match the other ones #ofc anna will be the one to drag me out of my slump unknowingly thank you sm 😭 #anyhow i really hope you like this!! #anna my beloved #alvita's edits

[whalesforhands]

would love to see something ab reader having a nightmare about shoko, geto, and gojo dying maybay? and they wake up in a panic? shuffling off to the dorm kitchen to try and maybe calm herself down only to see geto there and he helps calm them down after they confide in him. could be with your series where gojo and geto are together because those boys are def in love 🥹☺️. BUT YEAH JUST,,, comfort hehe.

really enjoying your writing btw, pls keep up the good work, bub :)

very very very cute idea anon. ily ♥️

yes, i swear they are 100% in love with each other canonically!!!! i love them together sm.

if only my dreams were as sweet as you (geto x reader x gojo)

warnings: angst to comfort, anxiety attacks, depressive episode, gore descriptions

You shook upon the ground you sat on, barely breathing, barely able to move.

Your leg was ripped off, the remainder of what was left of it wrapped tight with Suguru’s coat, his attempt to comfort you, to stop the bleeding. To assure you everything is okay.

You think you’ve lost your sense of touch. Your sense of self. You can’t feel any semblance of their cursed energies anymore.

Geto Suguru laid on the ground, his eyes lifeless, an arm torn off from his body, laying uselessly within the pits of some sick curse’s stomach. A large hole stretched throughout his midriff. He had no chance of survival.

Shoko Ieiri was near your side, body cold, trapped within rubble that suffocated her already dead self, her face unrecognisable, gored from the ferocious attacks of a special grade that she stood no chance against from the start.

Finally, Gojo Satoru, laid on your lap as you screamed and cried for him to wake up. You can’t lose him. His eyes were wide open, crystalline blue dull and gone, his cursed energy barely even there. Your tears fell onto his face, staining his cheeks and seeping into the cuts he sustained.

You shake and shake him with your broken arms, your arms feeling useless as the nerves slowly started to die.

Please. Please. Please!

Don’t leave you alone in this universe. Don’t leave. Don’t leave! You can’t lose the only people you love. You can’t. Your heart shattered when Ieiri fell, crushed to dust when Suguru lost, and now nothing would remain as Satoru was defeated.

You feel the looming shadow of the special grade curse.

You hope it takes you to where your beloved three were.

Jolting awake with a start, sweat dripping off your brow even as the AC ran. Feeling your heart stutter and pound, your senses going into overdrive as you felt the area for the three.

Suguru, Shoko and Satoru. You felt their energy all around you. A strikingly bright, overwhelming energy. An ominous, immense and darker energy. A serenely heart-chilling one.

Alive. They were alive. Your heart never felt such relief.

Thank goodness. It was just a dream. Just a dream.

Your hand scurried to what you thought was your missing leg, squeezing and pinching the flesh that was definitely there. Yep, definitely a dream. A horrible one.

A nightmare.

You hold your face in your hands as you felt tears begin to well up. You can’t believe your mind even conjured that. Bile was rising up your throat as you continued to cry.

You can’t live in a world without them. The thought of losing all three of them was devastating.

A life without them? You’d rather die. You felt the urge to throw up just thinking about this.

Water. You need water. Does Suguru keep his chamomile and valerian tea in the pantry too? You think you need some.

Your shaky legs barely hold you up as you venture out of your room, dressed in your sleep shorts, oversized shirt and fluffy lamb slippers. Your hair was a mess, your face void of most of its colour.

You must look like you’ve woken from the dead. (Your attempt at a joke to lighten yourself up. You need to spend more time around Satoru for his silliness. You suck.)

As you approached the kitchen, you were surprised to see a glowing lamp still on. Is someone in there, or did Satoru forget to turn it off?

You slowly peek in from the ajar door, only to find Geto Suguru, in all his glory, already staring at you. Long hair left down from his usual bun, dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt with Satoru’s face printed on it.

In his hand, a cup of steaming tea.

“I thought that was you. How are you still awake?”

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Your head was rested on his shoulder, his arm comfortingly wrapped around your shoulders, snuggled comfortably onto the sofa with one empty cup, the other half-way drunk on the coffee table before you.

“And? What happened then?” He softly inquired, voice soothing and gentle as he tenderly prodded your thoughts.

“You all… Were dead…” You began, a sniffle already squeezed out of you. The thought making you want to cry all over again.

“I- I could never handle… Losing any of you…” Your grip tightened itself around his shirt, hand over where his beating heart was, as you buried yourself into his shoulder, trying to press yourself closer to him.

“It’s okay.” He whispered. “I’m here. We’re all here.” His other hand came up to wipe at your tears.

“That will never happen.” He continued to say, hearing your breaths starting to slow and even out.

He was about to continue, until the door to the room was creaked open.

“Suguruuuuuuu, why’d you leavveee meeeee?” A whining Satoru has just awoken from Suguru’s bed. His eyes were still closed, had it made it all the way here just by feeling for his boyfriend’s cursed energy?

Then he must’ve sensed yours too.

Dressed in a shirt printed with Suguru’s sleeping face, and a similar pair of sweatpants, he creaked open his eyes. Picking up Suguru’s half-empty cup and downing the remainder of it.

You felt Satoru plop onto the couch right beside you, snuggling his face into your chest before he stretched over the length of both your and Suguru’s legs, placing his head on Suguru’s lap as he splayed his legs out on your own lap.

(The menace even reached out for your hand, holding it in his own as his eyes closed back, smiling as he threaded his fingers through yours.)

A cuddle pile.

He spoke, feeling Suguru stroke his hair.

“Ya just woke up from a bad dream?” It was an inquiry, tender and laced with a hint of worry.

You remain silent. He understands.

“Don’t,” He yawns, feeling comforted by Suguru’s hand. “Don’t worry…”

“We’re the strongest, after all…” He fell back asleep. How strong of him.

Suguru nods, a smile on his face.

“He’s right, you know?” A kiss to your forehead.

“We are the strongest.”

You think the tea was starting to kick in. Why was there such a warm, soothing feeling within you? You felt the lids of your eyes begin to grow heavy, Suguru opening his free arm more allow your head to loll onto his chest, holding you close as your eyes begin to shut.

You like being here.

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Notes:

Suguru has trouble sleeping due to the bad aftertaste from swallowing curses. It’s disgusting, the taste haunts his mouth and he gags at the reminder of it.

It was Satoru’s idea to get his and Suguru’s faces printed on shirts. The photo he used for himself was one of him looking charming, whilst Suguru’s photo was one of him drooling onto Satoru’s pillow. The shirts are very high quality, and very expensive.

There is an extra shirt in your size with both of their photos printed on it hidden in Suguru’s closet.

Satoru finds it hard to sleep without a certain someone in bed. If Suguru is awake, they’ll both just sleep on the couch in the shared living room area.

Shoko was the one to find all three of you cuddled into each other asleep on the sofa. She got a blanket she draped over you as she drank her coffee, taking a photo of all three of you that she sent to both Suguru and Satoru.

See? She can be nice. But they both owe her a favour now.

#geto x reader #geto x reader x gojo #gojo x reader #whalewrites #getou suguru x reader x gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #getou suguru x reader #satosugu x reader #dyf au

[half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk]

Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 23 !!!

I'm back batchers rip my sleep schedule lmao but nothing can stop me from watching tbb

I've got my skittles and my tumblr and disney+ and I'm ready to go 🤟

The Bad Batch 2x03

this entire planet looks like it's made of spice

nervous imperial you're not fooling anyone my dude

Tawni Ames 👑 shoutout to the queen herself Tasia Valenza 💕

CORUSCANT !!!

CROSSHAIR 🥺🥲😭💕❤ I missed you sm (I watched s1 hours ago 🤫)

another Kallus parallel 👀

regs will always hate tbb lololol

Rampart 🔫😁(me, I hate his guts)

32 rotations... 32 ROTATIONS I- 😫

the empire are bitches and we don't negotiate with terrorists

the memorial wall 🥲 (we're gonna pretend it isn't a bunch of random letters hehe)

a few behind Crosshair literally say: sdflkphi, dkniihqaz, aweututn, qqhgouer ~ anyone know more aurebesh than me who can explain this pls ??

he called him by his name !!!

CODY CODY CODY CODY 💕💕💕💕👑👑👑👑

Cody's face when Crosshair mentions the jedi 😭

the only two without their helmets on !!!

FLASHBACK TO THE FIRST BAD BATCH APPEARANCE IN TCW 👀

"mmhmmmm" ~ battle droid, bro 💀

"Dooku was right in the end" real

"We always get shot down when we travel with regs" 👀

"How unfortunate... for you" ~ someone else said this and now I can't find it 🙃 anyway I'm pretty sure it was Crosshair idk

the droid high five lmaooo

clever boys 👑

Crosshair and Cody team up will never fail to make me happy 👌

"I've beaten clankers with far less" tbb mention 🥲💕

Cody trusting Crosshair 🥰 "you do make things interesting" I'd love to see early Cody + tbb missions pretty pretty please 🥺

my mans doesn't even flinch !!!!!

I can feel his smirk when he blows up the tank hehe

Cody has a jetpack and still went nah Ican make that jump 😂 I mean he did but still

Cody complimenting Crosshair 💕

WYLER AND NOVA OWN MY HEART FR

droidekas !!!

Wyler r.i.p my love 💔

There is just something about clones vs droids ya know

Crosshair and Nova silent communication I love it 👌

Cody screaming for Nova and Crosshair pulling him away 😭😭😭😭

r.i.p Nova my beloved 💔

Crosshair's discs !!!!

backflip !!!!

knife knife knife knife knife- 👀

Crosshair calling for Cody to help 🙃

KNIFE KNIFE KNIFE KNIFE KNIFE-

Crosshair putting the puck in Cody's hand - bro at first I thought mans was too injured to move the way he was like 'throw it for me I can do it from laying down in this spiral staircase' and he makes the shot and stands up 2 seconds later and is back to committing war crimes ?? Crosshair you dramatic bitch 💀

"nice throw" "nice shot" 🥰🥰🥰🥰

notice how the tk troopers got captured so they send clones to get them out.... 🙃

Mina Bonteri 💔

"peace was never an option" devastating

the clone music when Cody reasons with Tawni 😫🤧

Crosshair following orders but also saving Cody from having to kill Tawni

the Crosshair music 🥲

"so much for peace" 💔

"put her body in the square" but I can imagine how gentle he would have been with her body... do you think he left his helmet off so the people could see his face or did he cover his face for that

Ok I want to go full english teacher for a moment I'll do it in a few eps watch this space 👀

Crossy and his lil toothpick 💕 (he just murdered someone)

the clones did the dirty work now more tk troopers arrive 😡

Cody's whole speech 💔😭 "we make our own choices and we have to live with them too" knowing he's thinking about everything he's done and thinking he killed Obi-Wan... what if I screamed into the abyss ???

Crosshair not being able to sleep 😫

Rampart doesn't even know their names 😡

OKAY do we think "gone awol" means Cody has actually left or is he awol the same way Wilco is??

COME ON CROSSHAIR JUST LEAVE THE EMPIRE ALREADY 😫

hehe thank you for coming to my 2am tbb rewatch (again hehe) 💕 sorry it's late again if you saw any spelling miatakes no you didn't 🤟

#star wars #the bad batch #crosshair the bad batch #crosshair bad batch #the bad batch crosshair #bad batch crosshair #crosshair #commander cody #cody #cc 2224 #where is cody #is he safe #is he alright? #louk’s bad batch rewatch #tawni ames #wyler and nova #bad batch #tbb crosshair #crosshair tbb #sw tbb #tbb #hunter bad batch #tbb wrecker #bad batch tech #bad batch echo #tbb omega #copy paste boys #star wars clone wars #star wars bad batch #obi wan kenobi

[f1nalboys]

So happy your requests are open for the next few days I love your writing! Can I request either a one shot or hcs of Randy being really subby? You can choose which format you'd rather do I just want more sub!Randy fics in the world haha thanks

sub!randy my literal beloved :,) thank you sm for sending in a req and wahhh thank u sm for enjoying my writing!!!!! it means so much seriously :,))) i hope you enjoy this!!!!

WORD COUNT: 673

WARNINGS: nsfw, dom!reader, sub!randy, teasing, begging, randy might cry just a smidge, edging (but like barely), implication of overstimulation, kinda sorta proofread per usual

“Please?” Randy asks, swallowing back a whine as he attempts to lift his hips. You grin, still hovering above his aching cock, not letting him push himself in another inch. Feeling the tip of his cock throb inside you, you know that in any other circumstance you’d break, sinking down onto him and letting out the moan you’ve been holding back, but he just looked too good like this. Too sweet, too pathetic, too needy. “Baby, Y/N, please-”

“Shhh,” you say and he squeezes his lips shut, doing his best to listen. He was stressed today, too many things going on in his head to even think about bossing you around. It was a welcome change in dynamic when you laid him down on the bed, your soft but demanding movements easing his mind. But now he was stripped naked with just the tip of his cock inside you and you weren’t moving and he was desperate, his hips bucking upwards pathetically every so often. “You trust me, don’t you, Ray?”

He nods quickly, his tongue wetting his swollen lips, his blue eyes brimming with unshed tears. You drag a finger down his pink cheeks, smiling softly at him. Your knees were beginning to burn from your position but if you shifted your weight at all you’d sink further down onto him. “I-I trust you, I love you, I swear,” he begs, his freckled chest heaving underneath you. “Please, I…I wanna feel you, I wanna cum.” He swallows heavily. “God, please don’t make me beg.”

“But you sound so pretty when you do,” you tease, your finger trailing down his neck to his chest. He shivers under your touch, a whine stuck in his throat, before you tilt your head looking down at him. “You want this really bad, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Then ask nicely.”

Randy’s eyes flutter shut and a moan rips through his throat as you sink down a little bit lower on his cock. “Fuck! Fuck, Y/N, please, I need you to ride me.” He whimpers, his breath coming in waves, his eyebrows stitched into pleasure at the small amount of pleasure you gave him. “God, I-I could cum right now, just, fuck, just please fuck me, I swear I’ll be a good boy, okay?”

He waits, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth, and a single tear slips down his cheek. You coo, wiping it away with your thumb. “Good job, baby,” you murmur, pressing your lips to his forehead. “Now be a good boy and cum, okay?” With your final whispered words you sink down onto his cock, taking him inside you until your ass is against his thighs. 

Randy’s eyes widen before rolling into the back of his head, his back arching and his hands grabbing onto your hips, nails digging into your flesh. “I-I’m cumming, holy fuck, thank you,” he whines as he thrusts up inside you, pushing himself as far inside you as he could as he cums.

You bite your lip to stifle a moan as he rocks his hips against you, making sure he gets out every drop, before he relaxes against the bed, his eyes closed as he catches his breath. “Was that good?” You ask and he nods, a dopey smile on his face as he loosens his grip on your waist.

“So good, Y/N. Thank you.” He opens his eyes, the pink of his cheeks making the blue pop. You grin. Randy whines, hissing as you begin to rock your hips against him, the overstimulation starting to set in.” “Wh-what are you doing?” He chokes out as you ride him, pathetic gasps slipping through his lips.

“What’s it look like I’m doing?” You hum, picking up your pace with a smug grin on your face. “I’m making you feel good. Now relax,” you let out a breathy moan as you rest your hand on his chest to help with your movements, your head rolling to the side in pleasure. “And let me take care of you, okay?”

#b does ft13 #f1nalboys masterlist #f1nalboys writing #f1nalboys works #scream #scream 2 #scream 1996 #scream 1997 #randy meeks #randy meeks x reader #randy meeks x y/n

[tojisun]

every toxicbiker!simon you post makes my stomach hurt UGH you have such a way with words it's like my heart it's being ripped out of my chest line by line :'( you r an amazing writer and i love you even though you keep playing with my feelings <3 can't wait for poor reader to finally be happy n for karma to get simon's ass >:)

awww thank you so much beloved!! im truly glad to be able to build connections with u all with my fics, and to have a shared perspective of pain?? i love seeing it so much 🥹

im sorry for playing with ur feelings fuwkdjkr but thank u for sticking around 😭

n yes yes of course!! i have sm drafted that its getting crazy on my end (its my fault, i have the worse management of priorities lsjwjdj) but soon!! -ish? trust!!!

take care my luv <33

#anon #ask #this compliment tickles my chest chsjdjd

[darlingdovee]

𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓞𝓾𝓽…

𝓘𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓼: 𝓬𝓱𝓾𝓾𝔂𝓪 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: blowjobs, hair pulling, submissive chuuya, all that fun stuff :3

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮: ello! this was ORIGINALLY made for my friend but i wanna let yall enjoy this aswell <3 (i got forced to make this)

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It’s just an average day, so you thought it would be nice to check up on your beloved boyfriend, chuuya. the moment you stepped foot into the ginger’s office, your eyes locked on his distressed figure, who looked like he was going to rip his hair out at any given moment.

You knew he’s been stressed for a few days, but he looked like he was about to fall apart.. in the worst way possible? he didnt notice you walk in since his head was down, his hand supporting his chin as he stared at the desk as if its the most interested thing in this office.

You decided to speak up while walking towards him, your heels(or whatever shoes you prefer) making quite a noise against the wood floorboards. "Chuuya, dear, Are you alright?" you asked as he looked up as you, your eyes locking onto each others.

Chuuya was ashamed you had to see him in such a state, especially because today wasn’t that great for him. He stays silent for a few moments before responding. "im just stressed out.. today i got assigned with a lot of work, i don’t even think i’ll be able to finish it before the due date." he replies, which made you start to think about what you could possibly do to relieve his stress.

..Then it clicked. you knew 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 what to do. "Hey, chuuya dear?~" you asked, with a seductive like tone. chuuya knew what that tone meant. you had used it many times before. "yes, love..?" he asked, a bit nervous.

"how about.. to relieve your stress…" before you continued, chuuya gulped nervously. he was curious what you had in mind, but also didn’t know if it would be good… "what if i gave my darling a blow job?~ hm?~" you asked, which made chuuya a hot mess. his eyes widened as you chuckled.

"..Are you actually serious?.." he asked, in disbelief. which you nodded, indicating that you were. he nodded as-well, which gave you permission. You walked over to his chair, going down onto your knees in front of him. he pulled off his pants & boxers, while still sitting.

You put both of your hands on his cock, slowly jerking him off at first. that earned a whimper from chuuya’s lips, so you jerked him off faster, which made chuuya start breathing faster. He pulled onto your hair for support, which forced your head down. you were quite desperate to pleasure him, so you decided to not tease him. It was very unusual for you to not tease during your romantic experiences.

You put almost his whole length in your mouth, quickly sucking on his cock as you bob your head up and down. chuuya’s moans filled the room, as he arched his back which made his full length go into your mouth. "a-ah..~ fuck~" he moaned in pleasure as you continued sucking and gave him praises at times. "you’re such a good boy" is one of the praises he LOVES to hear.

Chuuya is someone who is a ‘people pleaser’, but in the bedroom. in public, he doesnt like pda that much and acts like a power bottom. Occasionally, you have to remind him who he belongs to.

Chuuya was a moaning mess. you kept sucking him off, going faster each time. then, his legs starting shaking. "Mmh.. fuck~ i-im gonna cum~!" he warned as his juices squirted out and into your mouth. his grip on your hair tightened. you swallowed all of it, and continued sucking him off for several minutes until he couldnt take it any longer. you cleaned him up and made sure he got the affection he deserved.

"So.. did that relieve your stress, darling?" you asked.

"Yeah.. alot.." he blushed.

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𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊: i take requests, so dont be shy ^^ but thank you sm for reading this!! <3

#bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #x reader #blowjov #bsd #smut

[vampirepunks]

7, 8, 12, 14 and 25 for the character ask game with Higgs!!

-@goldenbridgessss

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

There's a lot of little things when it comes to art and fic that tickle me sm when it comes to Higgs, but my absolute favorite has to be when people draw Higgs and don't bother to do the equations on his forehead (it's so tedious, kill me!) and instead write random things or draw squiggly lines. It's adorable and hilarious. Bonus: Higgs having Troy's nipple ring. :3 Fandom is v cutesy about him a lot in general and I adore that.

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Ah, jeez, I could go on a tangent or two... The big one for me is the common practice of dismissing the abuse Higgs has experienced. Non-enjoyers of his character are actively hateful a lot of the time, and even Higgs fans (not naming names or pointing out specific examples, I've noticed this on several sites, tumblr, reddit, discord, etc) minimize or mock his trauma in certain ways. Like, getting low-key sadistic (not in the kinky fun way) about the Beach fight with him, talking about doing violent things to him, etc. Just makes me uncomfortable as an abuse survivor myself, when all I wanna do is pat his little head and wrap him up in a warm blanket because, y'know, my daddy hit me too and that's given me a deep empathy for Higgs. Could attribute this to ingrained cultural denial of men as valid survivors of abuse (sociology major heh) but overall it's just kinda insensitive. Bothers me.

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Ooooh boy, I could answer this one a dozen times... so I'll pick one for now. I think Higgs is the kind of person to write in his books. I imagine him underlining certain lines, putting borders around specific paragraphs, writing little notes and observations in the margins, and jotting down his own musings on the blank pages. Messy intellectualism born of hyperactive ADHD and years of loneliness.

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Grunge punk! He's already got that going for him quite a bit, but he'd look great in fingerless gloves, boots with lots of buckles, fishnet anything, ripped jeans, and jackets with patches.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

I was instantly enamored as soon as he showed up. First, I got excited about Troy Baker and his Texas accent, then I fell in love with his aesthetic. The color palette, the military-esque punk vibe, the mask... the blue eyes and eyeliner peeking through the mask... The poetry references and anarchism... Oh man. I was ready to fall at his feet and beg him to explain to me what exactly was going on in that game lmao. I didn't believe for a minute that Bridges was telling the whole story about his terrorism, and knew by the South Knot City cutscene that he wasn't The Big Bad, but rather, their right-hand man. I could explain why, but I'll write three paragraphs about political ideology and sociological theory, so I digress. Once he started instigating fights and running his mouth, I hated him. Then I fell in love with him for realsies after his body language during the Beach fight gave me an intuitive feeling about his backstory, and I read his journals... and oh no he's just like me fr. Now, he's my favorite character of all time, my precious angel, my king, my beloved. I would die for him I stg.

Thanks for the ask! 💛

Character Ask Game

#goldenbridgessss #logan answers #higgs monaghan #death stranding #ask games #character ask game

[leviiackrman]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, TRAGIC LOVE ARCHETYPES + PICREW;

I was tagged by @simonxriley to use this cute picrew for some anime kids, and was also tagged by Meg, @corvosattano @chuckhansen + @unholymilf to use these uquizes (WAYDH? + TLA) thank you sm beloveds! I was bored so I merged them all again haha🤍

Tagging: @risingsh0t @bbrocklesnar @queennymeria @roofgeese @florbelles @arklay @captmactavish @shellibisshe @nokstella @thedeadthree @jackiesarch @heroofpenamstan @dameayliins @carlosoliveiraa @fenharel @alexxmason @tekehu @malefiicarum @shadowglens @mrdekarios @faerune @perpetuagf + @garaviel

DROWNING (FOR THE SAKE OF IT);

You are restless ambition and caffeinated nights. You are dancing-in-the-rain and record-player-breaking-down and god-I-knew-this-would-happen. The world made you the cynic and you cursed the world. You stomped in the mud and now you shout at the sky, but fear it not because you are so much stronger. You must persevere, and survive this night. The next and the next. By and by. You are so much stronger than you think you are. You have a purpose to find within yourself, and it doesn't come from the work you're doing now.

03. CUPID'S BROTHER;

You have been love adjacent all your life. The faint spill of another story that softly grazed your shoulders when stood too close. Whether by design or not, you have yet to build a clear image of what love means to you. The interlocked weaving of a picture locket bound to strand of hair when hugged to tight, the sunpatch that meets your soles in glaring sun dried fields when running with a friend. You are not far from love, but moving between line of collision and avoidance at all times. A faint glimmer on sea lake surface of what could be. There is time to find what you want, find whether it's enough as is. Love is in you, breathing in another day. Continue as you are, realizing the love that is slowly blossoming in your life as it sharpens and clears in brushstrokes.

ATONING (FOR SOMEONE ELSE);

You are sweet, sweet sorrow. Parting ways at an intersection, an angel's footsteps walking side by side with your own, the shadows of the past looming, looming. You are apologetic-moon-light and loiter-at-the-back-of-the-classroom and stilted-silence and rich-with-life. You are stepping-on-eggshells your way through life, be less careful. Be less careful. You make mistakes, you made mistakes, and you will make mistakes, but imagine growing from them without the wish to go back. Stop restricting yourself. Take a breath of the clean air. Stop breathing in your own secondhand smoke.

01. MAUDLIN MAGDALENE;

An embrace with the shivering figure of a ghost. You cut your hair at 3 a.m. to change it all but it is no use. Love is a war to endure to you. You comfort and hold, kiss pressed to temple and cheek while feeling the numbness filling your nights to brim. What used to feel honorable has now become chore of breathing to sustain another. What else is love, but your disembodied lap to lay another's head into? Your fingers turn blue in the announcing dawn, the cold figure of what you used to know of yourself remains asleep next to them. Another version of you has crept out of your old body, has ripped and eaten itself out of a cast that was fused into the position of nurturing comfort. Remove yourself from your lovers before they become part of you, conjoined with your arms to anothers wailing head you have no life apart of maudlin magdalene. You have given endlessly, but this isn't all there is to you. Acknowledge the good that has been done and let yourself be free. You deserve to feel held as well, you are more than what you can give of yourself before breaking down.

SHINING (FOR THE WORLD);

You are sunshine. You are too bright for this world and you know too much for your experiences. You are not naive, but you are not a cynic. You are not an optimist, but you don't see the point in pessimism. You are bright bells of energy and great pealing laughter and coffee-shop-dates and meet-in-person-lunches and you draw people to you like a magnet with the way you shine. You are bright and drained, drained, drained. You are restless nights, heavy days, broken moons. You deserve a rest. You deserve to release. You cannot carry the weight of the world alone. Share the tasks, be the light, and create the connections.

04. SUB ROSA;

Love is a game of here and there to you. Whether catching glimpse of another's neckline or grazing a knuckle between knocking shoulders of passing by. You have learned to adore in secrecy, the rawness of an outright confession to be spoken a foreign terror. There is ease in pursuing the unavailable, to remain within the space of possibility and nestle the fuzzy words another could say to make or break your day. Instability spun itself into mysterium and while the certainty of love in aging isn't to be forced upon anyone, there is a miniscule part of you testing the limits of ambiguity. Hold down the feeling and settle in the leather seat of a car, kiss the corner of a mouth and say how you feel. Your affection in its vulnerability is to be seen, lift the veil and do not fret when an honest word turns into all you have secretly yearned for. You are meant to be noticed and openly loved.

DROWNING (FOR THE SAKE OF IT);

You are restless ambition and caffeinated nights. You are dancing-in-the-rain and record-player-breaking-down and god-I-knew-this-would-happen. The world made you the cynic and you cursed the world. You stomped in the mud and now you shout at the sky, but fear it not because you are so much stronger. You must persevere, and survive this night. The next and the next. By and by. You are so much stronger than you think you are. You have a purpose to find within yourself, and it doesn't come from the work you're doing now.

06. CANíBALES; DEVOURER;

Love's a knife to skin to you, a vein to woven muscle, blood puddle before you. You listened to all the promises of a stranger's relief and feel the drain of a shower head running it all down again. You committed another murder; kissed and bruised skin with a clench to a quivering wrist and went home in the defeaning quiet of a taxi. There's mold covered rage within you. If to take a heart home with you, you'd bite your way through muscle and ribcage first. Pleasure comes, but there will be no devouring past it. There is fear in settling down and being seen. There is a glass screen between these bodies and you. Relax your tight jaw and feel the real canine fear beneath that scabbed up cavity. The sacrifice of opening up is needed if to be loved as you deeply wish inside. Desire doesn't discriminate between hands or spoken word. Why should you?

#tagged* #misc: picrew #oc: margot durand #oc: chika hoki #oc: mineyo ginnivan #oc: rin kyutoku #simonxriley #chuckhansen #corvosattano #unholymilf

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hi! Are you still open for request for Morpheus? If yes, I want to request Morpheus taking care of reader who's in pain because of their period if that's okay. Thank you sm I love your writings <333

My requests for morpheus are always open my dear, I could never deny myself the chance to write for the wet cat of a man. And I’m glad that you enjoy my writing! Thank you it means a lot! Also it’s been awhile since I’ve last written for Morpheus so it’ll be a lil rusty.

Taglist: @mess-in-side @blossomedfloweroflove @murnsondock @dinonuggett @mm2305 @kuchokitty

“Urgh,” you groaned, “why must life hate me so fucking much.” As almost a response to your obviously rhetorical question, a particularly painful cramp blossomed within the depths of your lower abdomen when you made the foolish move of unfurling your legs from your chest; dislodging the lukewarm water bottle you had kept on hand for these very occasions as it lied limply on the bed. Extracting a hiss from your lips at the loss of warmth as you were forced to revert to a fetal position.

Unable to place the water bottle back against the area where most of your current problems resides in, you groaned even louder this time it practically encompassed the entirety of the empty bedroom much like the dull periodic throbs of pain emitting from your abdomen and throughout your body; rendering it incapable of moving without setting off another wave of cramps that you soon conformed to your fate upon the bed. It pissed you off that you along with many others had to go about your day to day lives as though you weren’t getting stabbed with an iron poked in the exact same spot for several days on end and were forced to refrain from making such a big issue out of it.

“Beloved?” Morpheus’s voice called from the doorway causing you to peak your head above over the covers like a dog would when their owners arrived home, “Lucienne has informed me that you were on your period and this you have a history of painful cramps alongside it, do you wish me to rid you of this misery. Just say the word and it shall be done.” Whilst it was sweet that Morpheus was willing to use his status as an endless to free you of this burden that you’ve been cursed with since forever; but you knew it just wasn’t that easy and you didn’t wish for him to use his powers on something like this no matter how selfish you wanted to be with the privileges you hold as dreams’ lover.

“As tempting as that offer sounds, my sweet dream, I cannot ask that of you. Whilst yes it hurts like a bitch but to take the easy way out of things isn’t something I can’t pride myself in doing, you of all people should know that by now and how inconceivable I can become.” You said before groaning as a quick yet painful cramp had you lying flat back against the pillow and into your precious position, eyes clenched tightly as you began to breath deeply through your nose and out your mouth as a tactic in shifting your focus elsewhere. “If that’s the case then how do you propose that I be of help to you in your time of need, dearest.” He sounded closer this time and the added weight to your side of the bed only seemed to rectify you suspicion as Morpheus’s fingers brush against the skin of your cheek like that of baby bird feathers. The furrow within your brow seemed to disappear when his fingers continued these light caresses down your face, across your jawline before moving back up again to where they started. “Some chocolate would be nice, dark chocolate to be exact.” You hummed, “as cliche as it sounds but there’s facts to back up why that might be and it’s because dark chocolate contains a mineral that helps ease the muscles within the abdomen which provides some significant relief.”

As though materialised in thin air, a bar of dark chocolate was produced and placed on the pillow next to your head with a soft thud, causing you to open your eyes to behold the sweet delight before ripping open the packaging and plopping a few into your mouth, humming in satisfaction when you felt the muscles within your lower abdomen slowly start to ease into a relaxed state. “Heaven.” You spoke between bites, lost in your own state of bliss, not really bothering to question the logistics on how much one can create within the dreaming as you’ve had this conversation once before with morpheus but it only left you scratching your head at the paradoxes that were the rules of the dreaming. “Anything else?” Morpheus said as he watched over you eating like a silent guardian with a smile playing on his lips when he saw that he was being of some use to you rather then not at all; had he still been the man he was before his capture he would’ve oh most definitely left you to your own devices or left elsewhere without letting you know in advance.

“Can you cuddle me but put your hand on my lower abdomen?” You asked, knowing that whilst he is your lover he was also the ruler and representative of the dreaming, whom of which had more then his weight in duties that require his attention. Which lead into not so much time being spent between the both of you as either of you would like and yet during times like these you wished to be a little selfish with the time you did have with Morpheus before he was rushed elsewhere. “Of course, it would be my honour to hold you.” Morpheus said as he made himself comfortable in your shared bed, placing his large hand gently against the place you needed him most as the warmth seeped into skin welcomingly as he held you tightly. Your personal hell became heaven within his arms and the cramps has been reduced to dull to nonexistent throbs, so much so that you had found yourself near enough half asleep with a half eaten bar of dark chocolate in one hand while the other rested atop of Morpheus’s hand that was acting as your only source of warmth. Yeah periods maybe shitty but at least you have Morpheus to make them less shittier.

#the sandman fluff #the sandman fic #the sandman fanfic #the sandman x you #the sandman imagine #the sandman imagines #the sandman x reader #dream of the endless imagine #dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless imagines #dream of the endless x you #morpheus fanfiction #morpheus fic #morpheus imagine #morpheus imagines #morpheus x you #morpheus x reader

[asena-queenslayer]

yep, sure, i'll bite. renren for the character bingo?

AAAA TYSM FOR THE ASK!!!! 💕💕💕

BLADE MY BELOVED

I wasn't planning on playing star rail until I saw him in the Nightmare trailer, and after that I was like that's it, I'm starting the game specifically for him, I can hate everything else abt it but I need that one deranged dude

Surprise surprise, I ended up loving the game itself too and had a ton of fun playing while I waited for his banner (bc I was determined not to pull until he was released) (I won the 50/50 on both him and his lc ^_^)

He pulled me in with his looks/aesthetic/vibe but his lore is definitely what made me stay

Not sure what this says abt me lmao but I am a sucker for tragic characters that have had everything and everyone in their lives ripped away and all that's left is a traumatized shell of their former selves

I relate to his story and character a ton so he's def a comfort character and probably one of my top fictional characters of all time across all my fandoms lol

ik it's probably partly bc of the mara but the fact that blade just goes absolutely insane is so satisfying to me lmao

like the music and that LAUGH in his eng trailer is PEAK

I could probably write an entire essay on him and why I love him sm but it's rlly probably just me projecting lol

anyway you didn't need all that but thanks again for the ask and letting me go sjdjdjsjjfjaksjdj over him haha

#honkai star rail #hsr blade #answered!

[yandere-daze]

the last post omg !! i love the idea sm!! not to mention yandere enstars self aware au in general ugh i could read thru this series all day 😩😩 the scenarios and characterizations r just so amazing ^^

but talking abt the last post, i think itd be really interesting to see what the player wrote in their diary!! like anzu is sharing what the player wrote, and theres stuff like "[character(s)] used to be my favorite, but it seems like theyre really mean/different/unempathetic in real life and i dont know how to feel anymore" or "i really want to go back home, and if i do ill probably delete enstars because i cant look at these characters the same way" "these arent the characters i fell in love with"

like the panic !!! the guilt!! the namechecking LMAOOA and if the player mentions one character specifically the rest would be quick to lash out on them even though they werent any better. and if to distract themselves the isekai'd player downloads another game to replace enstars......like "i downloaded project sekai/bandori/twst etc to try and forget abt enstars" and they go crazy 😭😭😭

Awww thank you so much for the sweet words, they really do mean a lot! I´m glad you´re enjoying the AU ^^

This ask is referring to this

gn reader

tw yandere, mention of player being treated badly

How do the characters react to the contents of your diary? How do they feel about seeing you be so miserable?

Well, what you wrote in your diary of course depends on the person as some might be more comfortable with sharing all of their thoughts than others. I do think it´s very likely that you would rant about your terrible experiences here though and how awful you feel with the way eveyone is treating you! I mean it´s only natural, right? You´ve loved these characters for so long and now they´re being so horrible to you!

You only have the twins to talk to and even they feel sort of...off. I mean they look almost exactly like you, isn´t that crazy?? So you turned to your diary and started venting

Of course there is going to be a huge uproar once Anzu finds your diary and shows everyone. They immediately feel horrible and very guilty about the way they treated you all this time. They thought you were at fault for their beloved player disappearing but you actually are the player! They put you through all of this when you didn´t do anything wrong at all

So they need to know. They need to know what you think and feel so they can try to convince themselves that there is still hope. Everyone is hoping that maybe your view of them in particular wasn´t quite as bad.

They all panic so much when they read your entries, when you recount how everyone either ignores you or is actively malicious. You loved all of these characters so much but how are you supposed to feel now? You liked them  but now they showed their true face. You just wish that you could escape it all and go back home so you´ll never have to think about them again. You´re so hurt and every day you can´t help but wonder if you did something wrong to draw everyone´s ire.

With every word that is read, their heart starts breaking more and more. They love you, they´re supposed to make you happy! But you´re actually miserable because of them..

You can bet that diary is going to be ripped out of Anzu´s hands because everyone wants to take a look and see if they were mentioned by name. What do you think about them? Do you hate them now? Oh, they simply can´t bear the thought!

They don´t want to believe that all hope is lost.... so yes, if there is one person in particular that was mentioned a lot then everyone is going to gang up against them. They know they weren´t any better, that they hurt you just as much, but they want to have someone they can push the blame onto. As long as there is another person you hate more than them, they can keep on going. They can act as if they weren´t the ones to make you feel so miserable.

Because they love you! They adore you more than anyone else! They´re so so sorry, please let them make it up to you! Don´t delete the game! Please please please don´t install a different game, don´t replace them!

#yandere ensemble stars #yandere enstars x reader #yandere enstars #yandere ensemble stars x reader #enstars #ensemble stars #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars self aware au #yandere self aware ensemble stars au #yandere self aware au #gn reader #yandere #cw yandere #yandere x reader

[la-sera]

Sending love to one of my favorite artists

ILY sm and I also love your art and I'm so hungry for more

Idk how you make them so detailed but you must've had a way and I'm always INSPECTING your art

I literally scream whenever I see you post your always on my notifications

Dearly beloved artist pls give me more art to EAT

I'm always here to FIND you post more and eat your art I love you so much

Thank you so much for your supp....

Wait

You WHAT?

"hungry", "INSPECTING", "scream", "EAT", "FIND you"

yo-you scared me *started to run away*

but I'm curious what does my art taste like? crunchy? sweet?

*run away*

rip my art

[kizzys]

CREATOR TAG GAME

thank you for tagging me ives @jakeyp <33

pick your 5 favorite gif sets of 2023 that got less than 1k notes and then pick 10 gifsets of someone else's that got less than 1k notes.

my sets:

this nina and kaz set because i love them and also i'm very proud of my animations here

this darcy (and minor taradarcy) set. i may not care for ts but even i can't deny these lyrics fit darcy perfectly

this wesper playlist set (credit to mia @singularities for the template) the purple and gold SLAPS. i am not a fan of my blending and sharpening in the last gif though but in my defense the deleted scene is a bitch to work with

this heartstopper rainbow gradient set. this took years out of my life to complete and as long as i don't look too closely at each individual gif i remain very proud of it

lastly this yellowjackets set. i love this poem sm and while i'm not very happy with how a lot of the gifs turned out it is cancelled out by how proud i am of the last gif

sets by some incredibly talented people:

this nick and charlie set by @jakeyp the typography, the coloring, the overlays, all of it is so pretty and the set is so funny too like your talent is unmatched!

this other nick and charlie set by @moirainesedai the film reel theme is so creative and its executed so well, and the coloring is so effing pretty!

this jo march set by @singularities has a special place in my heart. the poem choice is top notch and the blending is incredible!

this nick nelson set by @kitconnor i love seeing animation sets all the time because they are always so creative and this one is so incredibly funny!

this vecna set by @danesdehaan you must know this set has been haunting me since the moment i saw it. the coloring, the typography, the grid layout, all of it is so incredible!

this crows set by @padme-amidala first of all, crows my beloved <3. second of all, this coloring and blending is all so so pretty like, i can't imagine how long it would have taken to assemble all of it but it looks amazing!

this kanej set by @yenvengerberg speaking of sets that would have taken so long to assemble becca holy shit this is insane! the blending, the color palette, the overlays are all executed to perfection like this is some insane level of talent

this kaz brekker set by @djarin just look at this blending. just look at it. especially in the second gif. its amazing!

this firstprince set by @aimeegbbs the overlay with the book scenes and the doodling on all the texts is so so pretty and i love the ripped paper effect! not to mention the gorgeous coloring

this yellowjackets set by @cardvngreenbriar listen this set has been haunting my brain for a while now. like just the first gif itself, how smooth the movement in both the gifs are, not to mention the blending and the purples like !!!! this is all just *chefs kiss*

i'm also tagging the people mentioned above, no pressure :)

#tag game #creator tag game

[tf2-oneshots]

hey can i request a freedom fries(soldier x spy) fic where spy gets sick and soldier helps him out and makes him soup(thank you in advance!!!)

Yes of course! Freedom fries forever!!

Warnings: none!

Rating: General

Spy coughs into her handkerchief, head turned to the side on her enormous pillows. His princess curtain is drawn to shield his sickly self from being seen. Another cough rips through Spy as she collapses like a drama queen. Medic had tried to heal him, but he refused. The attention from his beloved Soldier was just too good to give up.

Speaking of which, said man is stepping into the room. Spy fluffs her pillows before laying back against them. A hand is pressed to her forehead, demonstrating how utterly frail and weak he is. One more cough might be the end!

“Spy? I brought stew! It’s got beef!” Said stew was made with the help of Heavy. Soldier had made many attempts to add ingredients that, frankly, would have made the whole thing inedible. The whole carrot he wanted to shove into the pot was sliced, the tablespoon of onion powder replaced with a mere fraction, and much more. Spy should really thank the Russian for saving her tastebuds.

“You did? Oh, how kind—“ Another cough. Spy covers her mouth with the lace handkerchief and shuts his eyes with a weak groan. Despite the illness, his mask remained untouched. It would take a catastrophic world ending event for Spy to even consider slipping it off of his face.

“Eat up, son. I’ve seen this disease of yours before. They called it trench cough, and it claimed more men than the war!” Said disease is made up, of course. Soldier’s lead infused brain having made up the disease for his debated time of military service. Spy carefully takes a bite of her meal with the bowl in her lap.

“I’ll be fine, Soldat. I have you.” Spy is stricken with another coughing fit. She turns her head, not wanting Soldier to see his snotty nose. Dear god, is he a child? A sickly little girl in her canopy bed waiting to be doted on by the entire world? The answer is yes, of course he is.

“Forgive me. I feel so weak, but your cooking gives me strength.” Spy easily feeds himself despite acting so faint. Soldier, taking all of this very serious, takes out a bottle of pills.

“Medic said to give you two of these, but you clearly need more than that!” He pours a handful of white pills into his palm and attempts to shove them inside Spy’s mouth. The woman turns away, blocking the hand to not take so many at once. She forces Soldier to open his palm and retrieves two of the instructed medication.

“Do listen to the doctor.” Down they go with another mouthful of broth. Soldier stands beside the bed, back straight and hands at his side. He faces the door, motionless and waiting for Spy to give him an order.

“Darling, please, lay with me. I feel so cold.” Yet his body is burning hot. Boots are slipped off and set at the side of the bed pointing outward. Soldier then takes off his jacket, folding it to a square and placing it on the vanity. He slips into his side of the bed, quick to bring Spy against his chest.

“We will defeat trench cough together, and we will celebrate like its 1776!” Such inspirational words coming from the man. Spy raises Soldier’s hand, kissing his knuckles to not infect him with the cold.

“Oui, mon amour.” Spy turns on a fan Engineer set by her bed. Knowing how warm chested Soldier can be, he picks the high setting. The two snuggle close, content without a cough to be heard thanks to the medicine.

I love drama queen Spy sm -H

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 requests #tf2 spy #tf2 heavy #freedom fries #soldierspy

[eightscribbles]

don't forget me (i beg)

cut: he takes it too far during a misunderstanding.

copy: soukoku

paste: arguments, emotional manipulation (?), swearing

undo: "Have YOU ever been beaten and left behind?!" "I hope you're happy with yourself." "Oh, that's easy for you to say. Someone who's had EVERYTHING they've ever wanted!" "Shut up! Just- just Shut up!"

redo: hello :> i decided to start reposting works from my ao3 (unknown_borealis) because this blog was lookin a little too ded.

divider from @cafekitsune's tufted 002 post! thank you sm

title from "someone like you" by adele

please reblog and like if you enjoyed :D

The door clicks open and Dazai slips in. 

“Where have you been?” Chuuya sits at the table, a book open in his hands. Dazai shrugs indifferently. 

“Doesn’t make a difference to you, does it?” He sets down his bag and puts his coat up. 

“Oh, it doesn’t? And that’s why I’m sitting here, waiting for you even though you didn’t give me a single word of warning that you’d be late back?” Chuuya scoffs. 

“What a kind dog, waiting for his master.” The joke’s getting old. Chuuya lets out an aggrieved huff and turns away. 

“No one asked you to wait for me, you know.” Chuuya whips his head back around. 

“...What did you just say?” Chuuya slams his book shut and leaves it on the table. He stands up and stalks towards Dazai. 

“No one asked you to wait for me. You could have just gone to sleep.” Dazai picks up his bag and steps towards the bedroom, but Chuuya grabs his arm.

“No, hold on. I waited half the fucking night for you. I sat here, waiting for you to come back, hoping you weren’t dead, and this is the thanks I get? Are you fucking serious?” 

Dazai rips his arm out of Chuuya’s grasp like it burns him. “Leave it, Chibi.”

“No, I’m not going to fucking leave it! I’m waiting for you because I want to, and you haven’t heard a single thank you out of your mouth!” 

“Have you considered the fact that I don’t want you to wait for me? It’s not that big of a deal.” Chuuya’s seething now. Each word out of Dazai’s mouth boils his blood more and more. Of course this stupid prick with all his mafia executive friends wouldn’t care about one person. 

“Easy for you to say! Someone who’s had everything they could ever want, mister “youngest underboss”. I bet you have people everywhere waiting on you hand and foot.” Dazai stops, still facing away. Chuuya ignores him and continues to rant. 

“Born with a silver spoon shoved up your ass, weren’t you? Became the youngest, best underboss, everyone listened to you, followed you like lost ducklings, have you ever been beaten and left behind? Do you even know what it’s like to watch someone die in front of you?”

“I-” Chuuya doesn't let him finish. Dazai doesn’t get to say a word if he’s going to continue being an asshole.

“No, just shut up. You don’t get to say anything. I know you were the best in the mafia or whatever, but here, you aren’t any better than me or anyone else. If anything, you’re the biggest asshole of us all. So I hope you enjoyed that little trip, because I am not going to wait for you ever fucking again. Hope you’re real fuckin’ pleased with yourself, bitch.” Chuuya storms straight past him and goes to the front door. “I’m not coming back.” He slams the door shut and pulls out his phone, asking Tachihara to meet him at the bar for a night out. He’s had enough of Dazai’s bullshit. 

In the red haze, he doesn’t notice anything about Dazai. He doesn’t notice Dazai’s hands beginning to shake, doesn’t see the memories of a beloved friend flash through his eyes. He doesn’t see Dazai slump against the wall, holding his bag to his chest as tears start to fall.

He doesn’t notice when an hour later, Dazai stumbles to his feet and takes out something from his bag before exiting the house in a daze, beginning to wander the streets wherever his feet take him. He doesn’t notice when a group of bloodthirsty, opportunistic bandits spot the mafia executive and take their chance. 

He doesn’t notice the small, red box, hidden in a pocket of Dazai’s bag. 

#manifesting formatting pls #eight.scribbles #my writing #angst #soukoku #bsd #bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuuya #dazai osamu #soukoku imagine #chuuya x dazai #they are gay #they are disasters

[luvhyun3]

It's the season of love! and you know what that means, time to find yourself a valentine! and who better than one of your beloved mutuals? answer these questions, and the mutual with the most mentions your tumblr valentine:

Mutual you can always rely on?

Mutual who never misses a post?

Mutual you share the most interests with?

Mutual you have the most in common with?

Mutual you look up to?

Mutual you'd run away and live in a cottage with?

Spouse material mutual?

Mutual with the best personality?

Mutual that never fails to make you laugh?

Mutual you'd have a crush on if you knew them irl?

Mutual you absolutely cannot live without?

figured i’d actually do a game for once 💀 im sorry y’all i swear i’ll get to them one day…. until then keep tagging me i may not do them but it makes me feel good being included anyway 🥰🤞

mutual who never misses a post — without a doubt @j0swhiterice 🤭🤭 my number one supporter since she started following me <33 she likes pretty much everything i post HAHAHAHHS thank u for that ily

mutual you’d run away and live in a cottage with — @1-800-lixie she gives very cottagecore vibes idk ,,, i feel like it’d be very fun living somewhere idyllic and tending to a cute lil cottage w a pretty garden w her <33

mutual that never fails to make u laugh — @yujipg sae ur so funny im dying literally every time u post/comment how do u do it (also off topic but u genuinely make me smile sm every time u interact w my posts ur so fun to talk to 🫶)

spouse material mutual — @cutieseo fae’s so lovely i think she defs fits this one 🤭💓 would get down on one knee if she asked

mutual(s) you look up to (this is less a ‘look up to’ section and more an excuse to compliment my moots 🌝) —

@torhues ur so smart and cool and funny and u have rly good writing … that was rly badly worded but i want u to know that i think ur great ☺️

@hwangsify i know u arent on tumblr anymore but ur writing was genuinely some of the most beautiful stuff i’ve read on tumblr i still come back to it sometimes bc its SO GOOD

@byhees too !!! i’ve only just become moots w u recently but ur writing is so beautiful and u seem like such a lovely person !! 🫶

@acaiasahi ur themes always slap and u have the most based opinions 🙏🙏

@i-luvsang i havent interacted w u very much but u have such a pretty acc ++ the cutest fics ever

@jennaissantes u seem like such a cool person i’d defs wanna be bsfs with u if i knew u irl

mutual you’d have a crush on irl — @astrozuya based off vibes i think i’d find you cute too 🤭🤭

@dokiyeom also bc she gives cute girl next door vibes i think🫣 🫶

mutual you have the most in common with — @ everyone bc we’re all obsessed w unobtainable korean men ….

@ox1-lovesick honourable mention bc U GET ME when it comes to my struggles on atzblr/blr in general 😓 ty for being there at my lowest 🤞

mutual you share the most interests with — see above ^

mutual with the best personality — cmon guys i feel like it’s pretty obvious that it’d be me 😒 (/j)

mutual you absolutely cannot live without — @cheezbot my love ever since u left me i havent been able to live with myself … u pieced my heart together and then ripped it out of my chest, leaving me unable to love and trust ever again ☹️☹️

mutual you can always rely on — @n0vad ty for giving me ur english answers 🙏🙏

@svngcore i can always rely on you to be my most delulu moot 🙄

im sorry if i didn’t include u! i love all my moots very much but im a bit forgetful 😞

#[ 📞 ] . . . call for : luvhyun3 ! #call from : unknown number❔ #tag games! 👾 ˖ ࣪ #not in order sawrry 🤕 #ty for sending me this ask anon! #tell me if i missed one 😭