#and im like who am i rinsing what am i doing

[ofaatuu]

Similar, Tonowari x Poly!reader x Ronal

(not my gif!)

part 1 here, part 2 here !

warnings: none 👍🏽 maybe a little angst

Bold / blue words are spoken in Navi!

summary: you meet the Tsahik and Olo'ekytan of the metkayina clan and have similar features. They found you interesting and watch you from afar.

(Reminder this is Polynesian and polyamorous!)

taglist for similar! @zoexme @ellabellabus07 @yeosxxx @im-in-a-pansexual-panik @manumanulau @belos-simp69 @ratchetprime211 @tojisleftarm @sakuuo

You land in the reef clan and jump into the sand, but today you are in your Avatar. You still have all your tattoos and such. But it feels so weird. You haven’t entered your avatar in awhile. You walk to jake’s marui, bouncing a little on the walkway

You enter and greet them “Hi Jake! Hi Neytiri! Hi kids!” You greet them and sit down “Hey y/n, I can’t believe you’re in your avatar! It’s been years.” Jake says surprised. You nod, you just didn’t want to feel small compared to them anymore. “Yup.. Don’t you still think it’s weird they gave me a reef Navi because I’m Polynesian?” You say still offended because that’s honestly not cool. “I think it’s funny. I’m still trying to figure out what Polynesian is. But hey atleast you fit in with them! You still have your tattoos.” He pokes at your arm and leg as you scoff “typical white man.” You hear someone enter the Marui and feel eyes burning into your head, you then hear a familiar hiss “Who is this?” You hear Ronal hiss at Jake as he explains who i am.

You turn around to face them and see their face soften for a bit then tightens. “Ronal it’s me. Y/n” she gasps “Sky demon?” She reaches up to touch your Navi features. “But you are metkayina?” She looks at you with widen eyes then turns around to tonowari who is already looking at her. They speak through their eyes and say goodbye. You turn around and look at Jake and Neytiri. “Can I just crash here tonight?” You don’t want to go back to lab because they would be pestering you with questions. “Yes. but you reek. You must go to the pond and rinse off. I will get a tweng from the Tsahik.” Neytiri says laughs as you roll your eyes and follow her out.

You reach the pond and strip from your t-shirt and shorts and dive in. You sit there waiting for Neytiri to bring your so called tweng for you to change into.

after your shower you hear some rustling in the bushes and out comes Ronal and Tonowari. “Oh..” you cover yourself and your cheeks flush in dark blue. You then reach out for the tweng and stand up “thank you.. I am going to change now.” They nod but do not move. Well thats new. You end up just moving backwards a bit and changing, you never leaving their site. “Thank you for the clothing.” You sign the I see you and start walking away but tonowari grabs your hand and whispers close to your face, “Come to our marui with your belongings. You are sleeping in our marui.” He looks at you tense. A shiver runs down your spine and you hesitate to answer but you just nod. Rushing you enter Jakes marui and tell him everything. “Holy shit! Do you think they like you? I mean they always had their eye on you but I thought it was because you’re human!” He rambled off as you hurry to grab your shit. “I don’t even know jake, but I trust them.” You say goodbye and walk towards the marui. Tonowari comes out from behind you and slips an arm around your waist. “come.” He says. “I will bring you to our home.” You walk with him tense as fuck because his damn buff ass arm is around your waist. You walk in and see Ronal and smile nervously. She smiles and pats the sleeping mat. “Come. We welcome you.” They seat you down and also give you very pretty Navi jewelry. Isn’t this a way of courting? I’ll ask Jake or norm. Right now I just need to focus on what’s happening in front of me..

god I fell. Hard.

#ronal #jake sully #norm spellman #tonowari x reader #tonowari #tonowari x reader x ronal #avatar #atwow #x reader #jake sully angst #neytiri #avatar way of water #avatar the way of water #avatar twow

[j-nope-not-today]

Tmnt boys n fem!reader riding them for the first time🫢 also instead of the normal moans babygorl growls as well (idl i find it hot when women do it sksksk im gay asl lol) if not thats okay love your fics and i hope you feel better🥺🙏🏾

TMNT reaction to s/o riding them

A/n: Thank you for requesting!! I am so sorry this took so long to do. I got like a burn out from writing and just had to take some time off. But I hope you like it!

Warning: if spicy stuff makes you uncomfortable please don't read this!

Leonardo

He doesn't know how to feel

Like at all

Bc let's be honest it would take some convincing for him to let you ride him

And not bc he didn't like it

He knew he would

His concern was he would like it to much

And Lord once you were riding him he was in heaven

And then you growled??

Soul: snatched

He really wished he would have let it happen sooner

Bc your so pretty and you sound so pretty and gosh was this just everything he knew it was gonna be

He's gonna be so loud tho

Soundproof everything type loud

I definitely see him being the type to grip your hips and guiding you

Enjoy your bruises bc he's gonna leave a lot

But honestly be prepared bc ya'll are gonna have to do it again

He'll never get tired of it tbh

Raphael

Oooh boy was he waiting for this!

He was so excited to try it!

He's definitely one of those people who want to try everything, but he isn't gonna ask he'll wait for you to proposition it first.

And Lord was he absolutely living for the whole event

And then you growled and it caught him off guard

Fully stopped what he was doing to stare at you

And then he's gonna recover from it and take hold of your hips and absolutely break your 🐱

Most definitely gonna growl back tho

Gonna leave a lot of bruises on your hips and other places

He's definitely gonna leave a lot of hickeys just anywhere he can

Good luck tho bc he's not gonna be easy on you

Your growl was just everything to him

Donatello

Say your prayers

Bc let's be fr Donnie is a freak in the sheets

You will absolutely have to try everything and he's gonna love every position so when you want to ride him

Ooh Lord good luck he's been waiting for it to happen

He's gonna be so sweet up until you growl

Absolutely gonna take control by just holding your hips and going in on you

Not to mention he's going to say very naughty things in your ear

He'll need to rinse his mouth with holy water after he's done speaking type naughty things

All while leaving kisses and bites on your neck and shoulders and breasts

Just anywhere he can reach tbh

Your so gonna have to do it again

Michelangelo

Not gonna realize your serious until he looks at your face

And he's gonna be so into it

But so scared to mess something up bc he wants it to be good for you

So your probably gonna have to take the lead bc he's panicking just a lil

But once you growl oh boy are you in for it

he's gonna growl back and then hold onto your hips and start snapping his to meet yours

He's so into it tho like he's probably gonna forget to take it easy so you might have to remind him not to break you

It's just so perfect and your so pretty and there is so much happening for him

And you growling is not helping at all bc it's so sexy to him

He's gonna want to do it again for sure

#teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #tmnt 2014 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt imagine #tmnt x reader #tmnt donatello #tmnt mikey #tmnt ralph #tmnt leonardo

[hiraethwa]

one summer day

03 shining light. where you find yourself making friends with two more volleyball players

<< 02 fly high. | >> 04 new dawn. | << the collection >>

pairing: ushijima wakatoshi x reader a/n: so excited for them to finally be friends, ahhh! - ave word count: 1k warnings: cursing, not much, fluffy

september, first year

the next time you see semi after shiratorizawa wins the miyagi prefecture preliminaries for spring nationals, he had a remorseful expression about him, looking like a kicked puppy. “what did you do now?” 

“awh, y/n, did you not miss me?”

“i did, but you are acting suspicious…” you squint at the ash blonde, trying to pinpoint what it was that he is hiding from you. 

he tilts his head to the side, trying to act innocent. “tendo and ushijima may or may not be joining our little study session…”

“hah? explain that, you idiot” you smack him in the arm. perhaps you did not smack him hard enough because he was completely unfazed by your hit. 

“it was not my fault i swear. i had a bet with tendo for him to stop calling me semi-semi if i won, you know how much i hate him calling me that, but i lost, so they are coming with us today…” he trails off, looking guilty for agreeing to such a bet when the stakes are not even his to decide. it’s your house they are going to, for goodness sake.

you shake your head at your best friend in disbelief and resignation, “what the heck did you even bet on, idiot? you know what, i don’t even want to know, don’t tell me.” and that was that. 

so you find yourself at home with the three boys, bringing the strawberry shortcake out from the fridge. “don’t touch it!” you swat semi’s hands away from you as you carefully bring it to the kitchen counter to be cut.

“you know, this is all your fault, semi eita. you could have had a whole strawberry shortcake to yourself, but now you have to share.” you don’t think you will ever let him live it down. he may be in one of the top classes in school, but sometimes he really makes you question his intellect when he pulls shit like this. 

you hand out the plates of shortcake to the two newcomers first before offering one to semi just to torture him a little more. they quickly finish their own helping of the light dessert before asking you for more, to which you gestured towards the cake for them to go ahead and don’t be shy.

before long, the cake disappears. the appetite of three growing boys is astonishing. semi burps loudly, to which you yelled “disgusting!” 

you suppose it’s up to you to clean up before your parents come home. better do it before you forget and get an earful about it again. you stand up from the coffee table where you and semi and his friends are seated, collecting the plates and cutleries. ushijima follows suit, carrying his used plate to the kitchen behind you. 

“oh you can leave that in the sink, i will get that.” you start scrubbing the dishes with soap and sponge, methodically going over each surface. 

“let me help,” he comes up to stand next to you, making you suddenly conscious of his large frame. putting himself to work, he rinses off the soaped items that you place in his side of the sink and stands them neatly on the dish rack in the corner. “you know, you didn’t have to go along with semi’s loss bet if you didn’t want to have us here.” he speaks up over the sound of water.

you shrug, “it’s not like i am opposed to it… more like, i don’t know, out of my comfort zone, maybe? you’re eita’s friends and not my friends, so there’s definitely the degree of separation there,” you pause, trying to find your words, “plus im not the brightest at making friends and talking to people i'm not familiar with, so it’s not like i have many friends to begin with. in fact, i can count on one hand how many friends i have at school,” you lift your soapy left hand in front of him. “and it’s extroverts like eita who adopts an introvert like me to be their friend” 

“hmm, i see. want to hear something about myself in return?” you nod in answer. “i don’t have many friends either. when people look at me, all they see is the ace, the immense value i bring to the team or how they can best use my skills. i think they forget i am just human like them too.”

“ehh, i mean, the vibe you give off scares me a little, you do this thing with your face where i feel like you’re judging me all the time.” he raises an eyebrow at you. “exactly, just like that!” 

“you do realize people don’t say that to my face, right?” 

you scrunch your nose at ushijima. “well, i just did. what are you gonna do about it?” 

he lets out a laugh, a rumble with a higher pitch than you expected coming from him. “well, i guess we have to be friends now.” 

“friends?” you echo after him, confused. 

“yep, you said we’re eita’s friend, which made you uncomfortable. so now we’re friends, and you don’t have to feel awkward around us. deal?” he holds out his right hand. 

“that’s totally not what i said!” you try to protest, but finally relent as he wiggles his fingers waiting for you to shake hands with him. “fine, fine. i’ll be your friend.” you pretend to be exasperated as you seal the deal with a shake of your hands. 

“what’s that?” tendo pokes his head around the corner startling you. ushijima’s hand keeps you firmly planted in place as though he thought you might accidentally slip and crack your head open on the sink. you scoff at the thought, as if. but knowing yourself, it was a huge possibility. not that you would ever let him know. 

“you scared the shit out of me!” you exclaim at the redhead.

he tilts his head to one side. “why, why, you’ll forgive me, won’t you, dear friend?” 

“huh?!” 

“stop stealing y/n, she’s my friend” semi pops into the kitchen, strolling around to your fridge to look for more snacks. 

what did you just agree to?

and just like that, the two boys walked into your life. not only do you have one volleyball friend, you now have three. three volleyball players for a powerhouse school. oh, you absolutely can’t wait until the volleyball fan club starts harassing you.

what the fuck just happened. 

reblogs and comments are appreciated!

#ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x you #ushijima wakatoshi x y/n #one summer day #ushijima fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima #haikyuu ushijima #ushijima x reader #ushijima x you #ushijima x y/n #ushijima angst #ushijima wakatoshi fluff #ushijima wakatoshi angst #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #semi eita #shiratorizawa #wakatoshi x reader #hq wakatoshi #ushijima wakatoshi haikyuu #haikyuu wakatoshi #ushijima x reader fluff #ushijima x reader angst

[orowyrm]

boss asks what i’m doing sitting in the lab instead of the office. i tell her the lab gets more sunlight and i just wanted a change of scenery, plus ir makes it easier for me to keep an eye on the probe im cleaning (it requires 15 minute rinse cycles) while also working on some art i’ve been chipping away at off and on the past few days. she’s super interested in the fact that im drawing on my ipad and wants to see. i am immediately humbled by my supervisor, who is a kind but very strict older german woman who intimidates me greatly despite all evidence towards the contrary, peering over my shoulder and seeing this

while i freeze in place, not wanting to make things awkward by refusing to show what im working on but genuinely unsure if this piece is actually too risqué for the workplace because while it’s not explicit it definitely has a vague aura of horny (unintentional but i’ve just been leaning into it because it’s coming out very nice) and i have no idea what is and isn’t socially acceptable in this environment yet. and then she just nods and is like “looks complicated. im not an art person but i can see what you mean when you say you were working on it all weekend” and then proceeds to continue talking about tomorrows agenda . this encounter was like half an hour ago but im still recovering i feel like i just escaped a near death experience

[wynnyfryd]

re: the ask where another anon said they felt the fandom dying

hi! i watched the entire show for the first time about 2 weeks ago (at the ripe age of 19, sue me) and ohhhhhh my god. oh my GOD. im obsessed and this is the first fandom ive ever been interested that wasnt totally dead and im SO glad there are authors and artists active and making things!! im probably abt to binge read all of your stuff after reading the trailer park au (which i adore btw. please tell me there will be more.) idk what the fandom was like before, but i just started writing my first steddie fic and im so happy theres a community that seems nice and fairly active <33

YOU PRECIOUS LITTLE BEAN THIS IS SO CHARMING I’M SO CHARMED.

ahem.

if you’ll allow me to be one of those annoying old people having a crisis about the passage of time for a hot second, this message just got me thinking about the 14yo version of me who was first discovering fandom and fanfic on ff.net, and what a fucking revelation that was to a lonely bookish young dweeb. to realize that you could just… add? whatever you want?? any story you love, you can just take it and make it your own personal barbie doll and no one can tell you what not to do??? incredible. absolutely delightful. and you’re so much closer to that girl than i am now on the timeline and i’m- i’m—! 😭😭

i’m being so aggressively 30 about this lmao i’m sorry. local woman is spoken to by a youth and has an all lowercase meltdown about it. more at 9.

anyway, welcome. there’s definitely a thriving group of clever, passionate, and talented creators in this fandom; honestly there are too many writers and artists i admire on this site to even begin to name them all, but here’s a couple you can check out to start (my blog is also full of art and fic recs, and you can find some fantastic writers through the @steddiemicrofic challenge): @aidaronan @thefreakandthehair @palmviolet @eddywoww @maikaartwork @inklessletter @cranberrymoons @bpillustrated

(to answer your question, yes, there will be more of the trailer park au. current plan is to write a new part each day until i have enough for a chapter, then publish the chapter on ao3; rinse and repeat through the end of nanowrimo and see where that gets me. so far i’m finding it a lot easier to stay focused on a single continuous story when i write in little daily snack bites like this, but we’ll see how the rest of the experiment goes 🤷‍♀️ i’m having fun with the story for now, so that’s really all that matters.)

…jesus christ, i wrote you a novella my absolute bad

- wynn 🦇

#steddie #steddie recs #steddiemicrofic #steve harrington #eddie munson #lovely people being lovely #my asks

[thebigsl33p]

Hello! If you feel like it, would you be able to write a one shot of Morpheus taking care of injured/sick reader? Thank you :)

Ah yes! I'm so excited to write this!! I've tried writing this a couple times but I'm just gonna roll with it and see what happens. Also I'm doing it off my phone :/

Im not sure i like this but its sweet.

Morpheus, Dream of The Endless, was sure he had never known love, true burning unconditional love, until he met Y/N.

He decided, the moment he laid eyes on her, that he would do anything for her. Murder thousands of people, steal from the Louvre, buy her the most extravagant of dresses, just to see her smile.

Even if it meant actually having to take care of her when she fell ill.

He didn't trust anyone else to do it...

And that's how he found himself sitting at the side of her bed, reading her favourite book. Dream's voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke and he found himself wondering if he had ever done this for anyone else.

The answer was no.

And it was the same answer when it came to him physically making soup for Y/N in his castle's kitchen. He hadn't been down there in a long long time but the only thought he had was that she was worth it.

Morpheus was in the middle of stirring when he heard footsteps. His head turned and he saw Y/N standing in the doorway. She looked tired, clammy almost, her lips were cracked and her eyes were sunk in. It was just a mortal cold, but it was a bad mortal cold.

"My love," Morpheus held out an arm to Y/N and held her to his side, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "What are you doing up?"

She sighed, "My legs ache from being cramped up in that bed and I feel dirty." She had spent days in bed, Morpheus and Lucienne being the only people she had seen.

"Have some food and I will run you a bath."

He poured her a bowl, placed a towel under it before handing it to her and then instantly going to run her bath.

***

There's something nice about a bath when you're ill. And it's even nicer when your lover is sitting by your side and about to wash your hair.

"You don't have too." She sniffled, her voice was stuffy and it made Morpheus smile slightly.

"My Sweet girl, I want to. Let me take care of you just this once." Before she could stop him he had shampoo in the palm of his hand was lathering it in her hair.

"Thank you." She had closed her eyes and leant her head back.

They stayed like that for a while, Morpheus rinsing out her hair and conditioning it before combing it out.

When had he ever combed out someone's hair?

After hair he moved onto doing her back. As he started she began to laugh.

"What?" Her laughter made him smile, "Why are you laughing?"

"I feel like you're my mother, reading to me, making me soup, washing my hair and back." She shook her head.

"I'm not your mother-"

"I should hope not." That was his Y/N, feeling as if she'd been hit in the face with a brick but still able to make jokes.

Morpheus sighed and repeated himself, "I am not your mother, just someone who is head over heels in love with you."

#the sandman netflix #lord morpheus x reader #dream of the endless x reader #morpheus #morpheus x reader #the sandman #dream of the endless #lord morpheus #dream x reader #sandman #fanfic #sick!Y/N

[dwtdog]

im really really stressed about how it will go,

i dont i just, support system wise i have almost nothing

these guys are kinda it and one person whos neutral

its just the aftermath, i dont know if everything will be okay and i get so stressed about it

my tummy issues been fucking me up man

anon :( i'll do my best to give u some general advice, but if u need anything please don't be afraid to dm me <3

the thing that really helps me through these type of situations is sitting with myself and thinking okay, what's the most likely thing that's going to happen, and how am i going to feel about that.

to start with what i think will be the outcome, the only things we know for certain that are going to happen are caiti's final statement/stream, and george's final statement.

based on what caiti has said, her final stream is going to be more general, and i assume she's going to discuss the problems with misogyny within the mcyt space, or something similar, along with the future of her content. i do not think she will say anything more directly about the situation, and if she does i don't think it will be new information, except to maybe clear up the story ghostie told

for george's statement, judging by what the rational sides of the internet are calling for and his most recent tweet, i think he is going to give a sincere apology, no matter what form that may come in, along with some sort of private, personal apology to caiti that we may never see. some people will accept what he has to say, and others will continue to call him terrible names that do not fit the situation at all. and from there, we move onward (press w :3)

i can't predict how you're going to react to these events happening, but if a look at myself, i know that i'll probably watch caiti's stream as a vod, so i can give myself time to pause and take breaks. i want to try to watch the stream before seeing others input, so i can form my own opinions without going in feeling overly negative/positive.

worse case scenario- she says something that completely puts me off the space as a whole. i don't know what that would be, maybe just some observations she's made as a female creator in the space that puts a bad taste in my mouth, and i no longer feel comfortable being here at all. in that case, i disengage completely, or let myself sit and think on it for a bit before coming to a final decision

best case scenario (realistically)- caiti does her stream, and she talks about many of the things we already know about as problems with the space, and we take that as closure from the whole thing, and send our love and support.

when george's response comes, rinse and repeat. take the time to read/watch through it without the influence of others, and come to you own conclusion before looking what anyone else has to say. do not look at twitter. if you feel that his response is satisfying to you- however that may be- than assess how active you wish to be in the community going forward, what you want to spend your time doing online. and then we heal together, as a community.

and eventually, things will get better. dream and george might take hiatuses, but i find it very, very unlikely they'll quit entirely. eventually, we'll get titan videos and the plethora of shorts and content that dream has planned, even if a wrench has been thrown into the plans

obviously, we can never predict unexpected elements, but i genuinely believe that if something big were going to drop, it would have already. don't let the behind the scenes bullshit get you down, because it always comes from ccs who either hold grudges or are trying to save their own skin/get views

hope this helps at least a little bit, but please, please reach out if you need anything. no matter the responses caiti and george give, i'll stick around to talk to u guys

#cq.asks #george situation #this was a whole lot of yap #hope it makes some sense

[bunni-writing-desk]

hi hi. can you spare some my chem age re drabbles or hcs for this rough evening :( im having a tough night n am trying not to impure regress. i love your writing and keep reading the agere frank n gerard ones to comfort me. you’re the best <3

sure I can, but remember if you can safely regress you should do so even if it doesn't feel great, it's a way of coping and it can help sometimes (also personally think the term "impure regression" is stupid so I'm gonna call it upset or triggered regression, not mad at you I just have a lot of problems with that term)

two drabbles under cut :]

Gerard drabble (hurt/comfort):

today had been rough, the day dragged on and pulled you through the motions until you just couldn't handle it anymore. As you stepped in the door of your small shared apartment, Gerard appeared quickly. Was it quickly or was your time perception messed up? you couldn't tell, but none of it matter much anymore. Gerard was there, hugging you and making sure you were actively dying before taking care of anything else you might need.

"Bad day, hun?" Gerard waited for you response, ever patient as you sniffled against them.

All you could manage out was a small "mhm", muffled by their cozy sweater.

"Alright, come're little one" He gently took one of you hands and led you back to your shared bed room and sat you on the bed. "Just sit here and I'll get things set up for a bath, sound good?" His smile was soft and caring, feeling like a soft blanket.

You watched as he dug through the chest in your closet full of all your regression gear. He pulled out your hooded bath towel with your favorite animal on, custom made just for you with your name on it. They also pulled out a few of your bath toys in case you had the energy to play a little, then they set the hair washing bucket to the side. The bucket was made in a certain way so that they could rinse your hair without getting water in your eyes.

He stood up, scooping some of the things into his arms and headed to the bathroom. "I'll be right back, okay? just starting the water." He reassured you as you continued to sit on the bed. With nothing to look at, you quickly got up and padded over to the box and picked up your favorite comfort plush. It was still soft after all these years and you held it close.

Gerard came back into the bedroom, picking up the hooded towel and holding out a hand for you. "Bath is ready, little one" You nodded along and took his hand and he lead you over to the bathroom.

"Everything will be okay, I promise, there will be lore days, and more stuffies, different people, and same schedules. I'll help you every step of the way, okay?"

Frank + Jamia drabble (fluff):

"Jamia thinks your a silly goose." Frank whispered into your ear while you were watching cartoons, by the smile on his face you could tell he was playing around.

"Well ten tell mama I don' wan' her pancakes anymore!" You shouted then secretly giggled back to frank who smiled at you. Jamia, just in the other room, making breakfast for the two of you, gasped exaggerately.

"Frank what did you do, they always want pancakes!" She turned off the stove and put her hands on her hips, staring at Frank who put his hands up in mock surrender.

"All I did was tell them the truth!" He smiled and shrugged as Jamia obviously struggled to not break character.

"Then it seems neither of you are getting pancakes!" She turned away and started to put the already made pancakes away until both you and Frank jumped up from the couch in protest.

"No No wait we apologize!"

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there you go I hope I could provide some comfort and I hope you feel better little one!

#gerard way x reader #frank iero x reader #using x very lightly cause these are more meant to be read as platonic but could be read in any way #sfw age regression #drabble

[peachsayshi]

I FORGOT to include the prompt OTL im so sorry, but with my beach request (or you can exclude the beach part), "I haven't laughed like this in a long time" for the prompt

minors & ageless blogs dni

PART 1 OF THE MESSAGE: Oooh could I bother you for some ex-husband Nanami please? Perhaps Nanami and reader bring their kid to the beach together? I am craving that man something fierce 😩 (no pressure to do it of course 💙)

A/N: Okay, so I already have another request that someone sent over for the the Ex-Husband Nanami series where I will be writing a full beach scene between him and y/n. Since this is a short drabble, I'll give you a sneak peak on what you can expect! - my requests are currently closed! 

Your stomach tightened, the heat rising to your cheeks as your laughter came to a slow halt.

Maybe, just maybe, you finally recognized that you had made a grave mistake. 

Sitting on this beach, with your former husband and child, your heart began to swell at the sight of Nanami’s sun kissed body shaking with the rumble of his laughter echoing around you. 

This was a rare moment, his smile radiating from underneath the sun as all the worried lines dissipated from across his face. Carefree without a single weight of stress on his shoulders, your ex-husband was practically glowing before your eyes. His handsome face was dusted in sand and catching onto the tips of his golden hair. Tints of red began surfacing from beneath his cheeks, and he squinted one eye open to look at Hiroki who was giggling incessantly. 

“I bet you thought that was funny, didn’t you?” he playfully scolded, as his own son turned a similar shade of crimson and matching his father’s hearty laugh. 

You were incredibly grateful, even though everyone lectured you about your getaway with your ex-husband. Nobody could understand why the two of you insisted on putting yourselves in precarious situations after the divorce, but none of that mattered with your son’s blissful joy shadowing all their negative doubts. 

This trip was meant to be for Hiroki, and yet... 

You couldn’t help but miss all the little things that made the three of you a family. 

Just now you were admiring the two of them building sand castles. Father and son were both deeply concentrating on the structure of their architectural piece, when in a moment of excitement Hiroki decided to flick the shovel filled with sand directly in Nanami’s face.

There was a silent pause as your son stared at Nanami with his mouth agape and eyes wide while your former lover’s hard face solidified in surprise. 

In order for Hiroki to get a reaction out of your ex-husband, he calmly shoveled another generous scoop of sand before tossing it in his father’s face again. 

Then he giggled and your ex-husband melted almost instantly. 

You were caught in the rush of the moment, wiping away your own happy tears and surprised that your polite little boy would do something so silly.

The blood was pumping to the tips of your fingers, and you reached for a water bottle as you shifted closer to Nanami. You stood on your knees with your face angling down towards him and lightly tilted his chin upward. 

“Let me help you get cleaned up,” you breathed after noticing him struggle to wipe off the stubborn grains from his chiseled face. 

You tilted the water bottle over, watching it cascade over his features and rinse off the sand to reveal the handsome gentleman beneath. 

You poured it over him in turns, in between carefully wiping off any excess sand and threading your fingers through the silky strands of his blonde locks. You could feel a lump lodging in your throat, unknowingly softening your caresses as your knuckles would graze against his cheek bone and delicately touch along his temple. 

There was no denying that you were still quite attracted to your ex-husband. 

You emptied the bottle over his hair, showering him with the cool liquid as you slowly weaved your fingers through the layers. 

In that moment, everything around you went still - the breezy wind finding it’s moment of calm, as the sashaying trees above you went quiet. All you could hear were the velvety sounds of the waves crashing against the shore, tugging back and forth to mimic the strings of your heart. 

You didn’t even know how long you were starting at him until warm brown eyes sought out yours. 

You held in a breath, your hand naturally falling to his shoulder as you waited for the tension to tug at the muscles along his face. 

Nanami didn’t react. 

His eyes were gentle, sparkling like copper under the daylight. The corner of his mouth lifted in a small smile, and he quirked his eyebrow as he maintained his gaze to ask a question. 

“This is Gojo’s influence, I’m sure of it...” he teased, brushing off the flicker sparking between you both, but his voice deepens as he shifted his tone and it nearly made your eyes flutter. 

You cleared your throat, resting yourself back down on your heels in a seated position. 

You weren’t sure what to say, your mind spinning like a ballerina as you tried to navigate your emotions. You couldn’t rip your eyes away from this man, whose love for you anchored you so deep that you were sure you would never be cast away. 

If only you could escape the city - from the curses that manifested in the shadows, the people that infiltrated your lives, the nightmares and trauma that stared at you everywhere you looked, and the obligations that took precedence over everything else...

then maybe, this is what your life would always be like. 

A hand lightly tapped your thigh, snapping your attention away from your intrusive thoughts. 

Nanami was searching for you, studying your expression with curiosity as to why you’ve suddenly grown silent around him. 

However, he knew you better than anybody else, and easily deciphered the battle waging in your mind.

There was no way you would be able to hide the adoration painted on your face, because right now, all you could think about was just how much you were in love with this man.  

“I haven’t laughed like this in a long time...” you confessed, bringing your right hand over his own. 

The heat was emanating off of your bodies, the two of you suddenly charged with an impulse that you both swore you would keep at bay.

There were no more surprise kisses, or unannounced visits in the late hours of the night. With everything that happened in the last year, you both had finally come to a point where you had accepted this divorce. 

And yet, everything shifted on its axis with just one look. 

No lie could mask your undying love for him, and you were quite aware in this moment that your ex-husband knew that. 

You swiped your thumb one last time over the back of his hand as you loosened your grip, ready to stop the muscle in your chest from bursting at the seams.

Nanami tightened his digits. 

Your thighs clenched, the goosebumps raising on the back of your arm and tickling its way up your neck as your ex-husband leaned his face closer. 

“Careful, love,” he whispered, an amusing smile merely an inch away from your lips. “the last time you looked at me like that, I put a baby inside of you.” 

He released his hold with a teasing wink, nonchalantly picking up Hiroki as he positioned the child on his lap. He casually returned to the task at hand without any regard as to how his statement left you burning from head to toe. 

#Nanami Kento x reader #nanami x reader #nanami x you #Nanami Kento fluf #Nanami Kento drabble #ex-husband!nanami x reader #Ex-Husband!Nanami #peach drabbles #scheduled post

[azurajay]

SECRET LIFE SESSION 6 SPOILERS

i'm freakin OUT yall

SO much of session six was UNBELIEVABLY potent i feel so rinsed out

first of all?? idk if anyone clocked what the explosion sound was when lizzie died as the final death knell bc i havent watched anyone else yet, but the fact that from grian's pov he and etho just kinda went ???? anyway, bc it just added to the intensity of what they were doing anyway -- and THEN JOEL MINUTES LATER IN CHAT GOING wait. WAIT. ,was SOOOOO

AND THEN GRIAN DYING ON THE BUTTON AND GETTING STUCK LIKE THAT... GODDDD give the writers and artists two days and we will be SWIMMING in watcher headcanons, im so excited 😭

and then we must address the canary in the coalmine,,,,,,, or lack thereof? the curse is broken????? The Canary Curse Has Been Broken. what the HELLLLL MAN I FEEL SO CONFLICTED - jimmy dying second just feels Right though. it all feels Right. i am sad about the trio who did kick it tho, i feel like they never get to stick around 😭😭😭

this is not to even MENTION everything else that happened - plus ive only watched grian so far so ive definitely missed sooo many other potent shenanegains but ohhhhhhmygodddddd what a session

#YOU JUST CANT MAKE ANY OF THIS UP #GENUINELY COULD NOT SCRIPT THIS SERIES #bluejay sings #bluejay shrieks #secret life spoilers #secret life smp #whattt a time #i feel so drained LMAO /pos #i think mostly bc grian's episode was SO intense with the low health and his bonkers bananas task but like #wheewwwww my heart was racingggg through most of that 😭 #i cant WAIT to see what comes next

[bioethicists]

hi! just saw your post asking for advice, and while hopefully there's someone who can give more concrete advice than mine, i have experience with what you're talking about.

i have either gastroparesis or cyclical vomiting and it's tied into my dysautonomia, which skews my advice. but other than zofran my best practical tips are 1) avoiding heat and humidity at all costs (when i'm feeling sick my first lines of defense are ice packs to the back and scalp, cool water to sip, fans and excessive ac.) 2) humming and singing as loud as possible. it doesn't prevent much for me but it does seem to stabilize, i think it calms the vagus nerve? 3) other things that make my gi system relax are using a tens unit on my lower back and doing extremely gentle core exercises. i have a back injury so this is me anecdotally saying my pt for that helped my gastric emptying lol. 4) the most effective thing is definitely a long shot, but if you have access to supplementary oxygen, going on my oxygen machine for 15-30 min after eating keeps my stomach from spasming. it's "experimental" but it works. i know some places sell cans of oxygen for runners now and it may not work the same at those doses but it could be worth a shot if you're experimenting. some people recommend diaphragmatic breathing which could be worth something, i just hate it personally.

btw, it may be too late to get it anyway, but i've heard that some gi's that are stingy with zofran will prescribe the scopolamine patch. other than that benedryl tends to take the edge off for me- at the very least it lowers my throat inflammation a bit which helps, and it lets me sleep. i also chew on rock salt, which is likely not an option, but salt tablets might be, or something like pedialyte. ginger and mint are obvious but they help me a lot. ime they're most effective for preventing esophageal spasming from heavy burns, and i've definitely survived off the sugar in candied ginger before, yikes. id be careful of ginger fibers but mint tea is ideal.

i did throw up post wisdom teeth surgery several times. i got dry socket but it was most likely unrelated. either way i would majorly advise irrigating the areas as much as or more than recommended and doing a full rinse of the whole mouth and all the healing areas post vomit, as well as a sinus rinse if that's allowed and something you can manage, as i've found that minimizing burns in the area reduces sinus infection risk. i also always keep at least 1000mg of mint tums on me and take them right before i throw up, and id recommend that too, to neutralize as much of the acid as possible before it hits the mouth.

anyway best of luck to you. i don't have a magic bullet but if i figure if i throw enough stuff at you, even if you already know most of it, maybe something will be helpful. also happy to come off anon.

thank u so much this is so thorough!!! the worst of the wisdom tooth nausea has passed but i am perpetually nauseated for some reason or another so this will definitely be helpful. i don't see a GI doctor partly bcuz i have no insurance + partly bcuz my stomach problems are caused by my eating disorder so i feel too embarrassed/afraid to talk to anyone about it, especially since i feel like most of them would be like "wtf do you want me to do about this???"

#emetophobia / #ed //

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

Ok ok, Rambling Anon again, glad I cleared that up first. Now for the rambling!

So I mean we always knew it but man Capcom making it REALLY obvious Ada has morals and isn't this irredeemable mustache-twirling villain some of the fandom paint her as. Like seriously they're practically quoting Umbrella Chronicles at this point. it's the same exact situation as with the G-virus: Ada is sent after a bioweapon, Ada then questions the destructive capabilities of the weapon, Ada betrays her employer. Rinse and repeat.

And to get back to my other point in my previous ask, re: getting in Ada's head. I love the little remarks you can read if you interact with stuff in OG Separate Ways, but if they keep playing up Ada's tendency to think aloud, we're going to get so much more on what she's thinking every step of the way and I am so here for it! I hope they keep some of her snark from the OG, it was funny reading her decor critiques and lightened the situation a bit.

And now Ada's infected!? That'll be interesting. I imagine it gets taken care of fairly quickly because she doesn't show any signs of that in base RE4R. We don't see her a lot, but even in the video calls her face looks perfectly non-infected.

OKAY HI AGAIN

oh yes yes okay i did read some of this last night but fell asleep lol

YES i feel like they're being so much clearer that ada does have morals but she's willing to cut a bitch if she feels like she's doing the better thing. there's no morality in re universe. it's true that killing one person might save 100 people or whatever. she chooses the lesser evil BECAUSE SHE CAN AND I FIND THAT SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING THAT JUST A PLAIN MORALLY GOOD CHARACTER

SHE HAS CHOICES AND DECISIONS SHE CAN MAKE

YES!!!! IM so excited to hear her inner thoughts and to get more characterization for her. re4 separate ways and re6 had the most for understanding her character and you can always tell whenever you talk to someone who's never played it and purposely misunderstands her character. i think that she'll be snarky! and sassy! but a bit cold and reserved at times. i think she'll try to be light hearted sometimes but feel like she wants to do what she can to ultimately save herself. someone mentioned that ada is always there to save leon- who's there to save ada other than herself?

i think the addition of ada's infection wasn't SUPER like. we kinda knew that it was a possibility. but to see it in the trailer and real makes it like WOAH okay she's actually infected. it's going to be an interesting change and it's going to affect the timeline a lot because we're free to speculate when she's infected and when she's cured. i think that ashley and leon both don't show signs of infection until a lot further in the game, so we also gotta think about that.

and ada wearing a fully covered outfit also hides her infection. we also have to consider that it's possible she's infected with a different strain. but YES SO MUCH TO EXPLORE AND DISCUSS AND IT'S COMING SO SOON OMG

#ask heart #heart answers #rambling anon #ada wong #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #ashley graham #re4r #re4remake #separate ways

[thesherrinfordfacility]

jesus christ the way you and your followers went after that person is so uncomfortable. fandom means not everyone is going to enjoy every single take you have. please start removing yourself from being SO EXTREMELY ATTACHED to your tumblr blog because in no universe should you have gotten THAT upset about someone disagreeing with a point you made. this is fandom. it’s a public forum. the audacity to think you can control what others say is simply mind boggling to me

what if they agree with 99% of your takes but not this one? should they still block you? is fandom not allowed to discuss and joke about the metas that missed the mark? i think the obvious answer is yes but maybe my metas have been picked apart so much that i quickly learned not to take everything personally. if you felt like you were misrepresented you should have just said “here’s the link, educate yourself” and go about your day. instead you replied with one of the most tonedeaf responses i’ve ever seen in fandom and WENT ON TO REBLOG BITCHY POSTS ABOUT IT. i enjoyed reading your takes but now i am put off for good.

also i’m all too aware you won’t admit you’re wrong but. that was a very bizarre thing you did and i hope you learn how to put some healthy distance between yourself and your tumblr blog

by 'that person', im assuming that you mean the op; i have spoken to the op, and made clear that them getting the ask, them responding/posting, and their comment, was not the issue. i'd like to think that i was clear to them that their post was not at all the problem, but if not, i welcome them to come speak to me again.

one follower of mine reblogged that post with their opinion on rinsing out other people's work. i reblogged it twice, the second with the post you're referring to, and another follower reblogged without any opinion passed. that's as far as im aware - i hardly sicc'd my followers on anyone. i then shared a post about blocking people etc where you disagree with them etc., which - bitchy? yes. well timed to come across my dash? also yes. so i reblogged it.

but please do not presume to tell me what i should and shouldn't be upset about, or what i should and shouldn't be attached to. i spend a good deal of time on sharing my thoughts and opinions, and writing up stuff that others may enjoy. i enjoy it too, it's a hobby, and it means a lot to me. it gives me a good sense of pride, of confidence, and of enjoyment - no different to any of the other hobbies i have and engage in. what may not be upsetting to you might be upsetting or meaningful to someone else; you do not get to police what other people's emotional response is.

being vague-posted about didn't necessarily feel personal, because it absolutely wasnt, but it still hurt. it wasn't ever about people disagreeing with my take - which i point out very clearly in this ask, and here in the reblog:

just to reiterate, in case my clearly spelled-out point gets missed again, the issue is not people disagreeing with me. im aware my takes largely exist in the minority, and that's fine! i do not mind! i welcome anyone who wants to challenge me on it! you'll even notice, perhaps, on the original meta, that plenty of people have disagreed with me in the tags; i have not 'gone after' any of them, because people disagreeing with me is not what upsets me.

but being vague-posted about, in a way that some of those tags somewhat suggest that i am stupid, or idiotic, or ignorant - that fucking hurts. i responded - yes, cattily, i will admit that, i was pissed - to the post, and laid out where i felt the tags took the ask at face value, instead of perhaps reserving judgement and instead potentially asking the asker to share the post in question and make an 'educated' judgement.

the crux of the matter is, lovely anon, that people are absolutely entitled to their opinion - does that entitlement stop at me defending myself and my original post? does that mean that my tone should be policed? people are entitled to vague-post about someone's take as if that person won't see it. i can't stop people from doing that, and i wouldn't want to - no matter how much it personally upset me and felt that my efforts and time were reduced to something worthy of ridicule. it's not about my fucking blog, it isn't - it's about when people add their thoughts into the public forum, as they should, they should be aware that someone else may have a follow-up reaction to it. it's about being, what a lot of people could interpret, plain mean about an actual person and their work.

im sad to see that you've been put off reading my stuff for good, but tbh, i think that's for the best.

#good omens #ask

[jasmynekenma]

A loki series

Please do NOT try to copy my work and claim it as yours or "fix" my work.

We all know that theres a season 2 for the loki serires but dam seeing him again made me more obessed than i did for him last time. So im going to try make a short series dedicated for him, the idea came from chracter.ai LMAO.

FYI this is just a darft of the first chapter a little sneak peek to boost my ego into writing LOL.

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You walk through the same stores you see every day, the only difference were the customers. It was currently 3 pm you just ended your part-time shift. Entering the usual 711 you grab an onigiri and coffee placing it on the counter to pay.

Closing your apartment door behind you, you place your bag on the sofa and grab your remote to continue watching your favorite show. You decide to take a quick bath will be good as you work at a clinic and do not want any bacteria to roam around your apartment. You picked a comfy oversize tee that you recently bought, it was an Avengers merchandise. You strip naked and hop in the shower feeling the cold water hit you, you shiver from the cold in a good way. Rubbing the scented soap onto your body thinking about how awkward your interaction was with one of your customers this morning, you shook your head not wanting to remember more of it, and quickly turned back on the shower to keep yourself busy rinsing the soap off you. You step out of the shower and suddenly hear a loud boom coming from outside, you thought to yourself if it is from the TV but you don't remember any part in your favorite show that had any violence. You threw your clothes on and ran towards the sound, looking at your balcony in the living room you were met with loki, he had this strong aura surrounding him which made people fear him, the flowers that decorated your balcony were now dead. That was not what you should be worrying about now but to worry about the god of mischief. The god opened his mouth upon seeing your appearance “I am Loki of Asgard. Kneel before me.” you were always the slow friend to know what was happening and took some time to register what loki said. The god looked at you in annoyance and shouted “I said, KNEEL!”. Loki stamps his scepter on the ground. Your legs suddenly felt weak, which forced you to kneel you did not know exactly what was happening or how is this even happening.

“Very good mortal…now bow with your head!” he says, waving his scepter in a demanding motion. You obeyed and bowed your head, now facing your marble floor. Loki smiles malevolently, as though pleased with himself. “That's good mortal…very good.”. He says, looking like a cat who swallowed the canary. “Now stand. I have grown tired of this play.” The moment of your submission has passed. He waves his hand in the air and the spells on the flowers dissolve, making it bloom beautifully again.

You stood up, facing the god who was now in your apartment. “Why did you come back to the mortal world,...loki?”

#loki laufeyson #loki series #loki x reader #loki #fanfic #the avengers

[davidisnotmyname]

what I thought being genderfluid would be like (before I realized I was genderfluid): ahh what a lovely morning, I think im a boy today. Tomorrow im thinking girl

what it’s been like for me:

IT HAS BEEN TWO WEEKS AND I FEEL NOTHING, IM FAKING IT AHHHHHHHHHH

meh who cares im chilling im apathetic bestie I don’t give a fuck

oh damn wait oh no oh fuck oh fuck if im not a boy right now im gonna scream loud enough to break the sound barrier hhrhrggrrhrhrhrggrrg

okay I feel a little envious right now over guys but I don’t have too much of an urge to do anything about it

okay back to being apathetic

wait I feel like a girl now, oh god im a faker im a fraud im a scam

back to nothing

hehe it would be funny if I had a dong I think… actually yes I want one now really bad

oh my god im a boy, and I have boobs! Boy boobs!!! hooray!!!!

I feel so freed and masculine when I have my shirt off, my chest doesn’t bother me either for some reason

oh god I’ve been jump scared by the mirror this morning why did I look so much like a girl yucky yucky yucky

time to shower! …THE HORRORS OH GOD THE HORRORS

I am dressed up like a boy now! I have my hair tucked in a beanie in everything! Time to look in the mirror! WAIT NO I CHANGED MY MIND I DONT WANT THIS WAIT

perceive me as you wish foolish mortal, for I am too tired to care

and then rinse and repeat in various different orders for the rest of my life

(This is just my personal experience I know some people experience the first example I listed)

#genderfluid #gender stuff #genderfluid struggles #trans things #transgender #pride #genderfluid pride #terfs fuck off #help me #I dunno how im gonna gaslight gatekeep girlboss my way out of this one chat #cw cussing

[cybermeep]

the amount of disemboweling and mangling of flesh done over the years is baffling, almost grotesque. i will make a synopsis of what i mean

being shown a certain way of life, making jokes of inappropriate caliber -> having to unlearn this vividly, something i struggled with; primarily because i grew to be accustomed to things which i shouldn’t have and had to deconstruct who i was as a person at age, like, eleven -> rinse and repeat, several times over, across my entire living experience

a plethora of traumatic experiences, none of which i will name.. would take too much time, also frankly boring. i don’t believe anyone would take joy in reading about it all. will say, these experiences ruined my sense of knowing essentially anything -> ruined sense of intimacy, tainted lens of love (although i more so didn’t believe in it, as i stated somewhere before.. so it wasn’t really tainted, just not believed in)

acute paranoia from a young age, lead up to today, probably will continue— although lessened as i’ve gotten older -> acute awareness of existence and being alive, whilst simultaneously being so disassociated from surroundings in my middle school years -> just in general knowing way too much and overthinking more than any sane child would

the acts never really done, but always thought about… generally because of cowardice -> finding ways to go about this in ways which are not the norm -> ultimately still being self-destructive, just in odd and abnormal way

what i mean to say is that, metaphorically and somewhat physically, i have contorted my flesh into something that has persevered despite the grueling states of living. i took the ribs which were given by my mother and father, destined to hurt others, and came out with the only blood on my hands being my own.

i have been beaten down again and again, a child who only knew too close touches as a means to affection, a girl who had her own issues regarding sibling relationships presumably viewing my friendliness as something of romantic desire, a teenage girl vexed by the lingering veil of parental issues and interpersonal failing relationships, taking to being an edgelord & insulting her childhood friend as a means of odd pleasure, surrounding herself with horrible people, two grown men accustomed to the allure of vices and the beating of women, reeking of booze…

despite all this, i still manage to be where i am today— my therapist tells me i have drastically improved. i was born from a body originally inhabiting a cancer, and although beaten & bloody, i manage to stand upright. i am kind, and i don’t even realize it. i hold reverence when i don’t need to, i am utterly baffled when i am hit with insults from my mother… i look at her, the hand that feeds, the one half of my corrupted veins, and say to her face to stop saying rude things about someone i care about, regardless of what i may have endured. because i am her daughter, she argues— argues intensely. when she realizes i won’t give up, that i will be stubborn until the end, she inevitably relents.

i don’t do any of this to inherently get anything, nor do i act the way i do to write about it. i would prefer to not talk about that argument in this public format, actually.. but it is only fitting, albeit embarrassing. it shows how different i am compared to what i could be… how, despite everything, i am kind. i take my hands which were made to fight and use them to carefully flip pages & upturn beetles back to standing upright, to help caterpillars get to a safe destination. i know i don’t have to, but i want to.

i think… i think its a good thing that i have changed from what was originally imposed onto me.

i believe i am finally getting the life that i never got to live, and it is nothing short of petrifying. however, i’m happy to fear it— that means im living.

#cybers tangents