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alligaytorswamp · 5 months

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i've seen few posts of kaeya and childe together on ur blog. And i'm kinda curious on why ur fascinated by this ship

"few posts"?? 😭

asdjhkajlhdjjshslkda sorry it's just this ship takes up too much of my personality to be just "few posts of kaeya and childe together" 😭😭😭

ERM ANYWAYS... AHHAHAJDSKASD

uhhh 1. i am not the guy to give good explanations for any ship im crazy about 2. bad memory and inability to talk eloquently be damned

i'd say that first of all they just *feel* right. which is -naturally- subjective as shit i just can see them interact, i can see the potential in their dynamic, kinda like... they have enough in common but also plenty of stuff they would have different opinions on. and all of it matches nicely where it's not "people who wouldnt get along due to crazy differences in morals and worldviews", it's more like "compatible people, whose differences can actually help them improve themselves"

uhhh ofc the whole abyss thing, kaeya being part of tartaglia's trial, hydro+cryo swag, them both being excellent big bros, etc etc (i probably am forgetting smth important) all of which helps me pretend they are real and canon

idk really how to explain it, it's just very real to me, and most of it i can only astral project into ur brain through vivid hallucinations i have about their interactions

and if i had to talk about my *personal* taste and why chaeya hits so hard, well it's just my fav "trope", where a character i don't care that much about (tartaglia) is simping HARD for the character a love (kaeya) LMAO i loveee seeing love fucking up imaginary people ok, AND my fav gets to receive all the attention teehee ^_^ (all of this is naturally kind of a joke, and only the surface level of what i think or i like about this ship)

maybe i could come up with more "reasons" .. errr.. tartaglia is crazy, but kaeya could handle that easily and make him better AND worse their banter would be immaculate, like u know they could have annoying fake conversations about weather and work with vague jabs and threats and somehow it's them flirting, but then also!! them talking fr?? being all fucking honest??? bruh. a man dedicated to his country and a man who had to question where he even belongs? wOooOOoOOw... angsty! deep! fascinating! now also take tartaglia's loyalty/dedication and throw all of it at kaeya? wow. have anyone ever gone crazy for kaeya like tartaglia could?? i need that and i think kaeya deserves that both are good with kids.... augh.... like consider all the 'political' tension there may be and them being on guard since this other guy lowkey highkey could be an enemy and then they both interact with klee. and like. WOW. no way this guy suddenly showing so much of his sweet and caring side?? 2094893 injured and 1 dead (it's me) ohhh they have such hardcore slowburn potential too... bc DENIAL ... and they shouldnt even like each other, but when they talk the sparks are fucking speeding thru and the flirting happens so naturally and oopsy daisy they are now casually writing each other letters totally insisting that all of it is to get some secret information out of the other but both long forgotten what that secret info even was AAAA ah.. there is just so much............... i could have written many novels of just my incoherent thoughts about them 😔

#ALTHO i dont think i have made 45 separate pieces of drawn content.. i think it's like ~30.. but also u know searching on tumblr is unreal #anyways #sorry.. i really dont know how to answer that LMAO #my heart chose a ship and my brain followed and made into a fixation #also i know for a fact there were like 2-3 post on here where ppl actually explained all the 'canon' parallels and other stuff #any of that would 10 times more useful than me #anonymous #ask adry #thanks for letting me have a little moment of ch-aeya craze heh

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rongzhi · 1 year

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I just wanted to say tysm for posting/tling these videos about ethnic minorities!! It's so hard to find sources about a lot of them and since we're a pretty small percentage even in China it's really rare to meet other 少数民族 diasporas abroad (esp from the same group) and it's just so heartwarming to see other Chinese ethnic minorities showing their culture or clothing and just living <33

I am glad people enjoy it & I am constantly learning myself, too!

I don’t know if I’ve ever met any 少数民族diaspora irl, now that I think of it, but then again, it’s not exactly visibly apparent most of the time! (And I suppose we usually just ask which province one’s family is from, if anything)

That’s one of the reasons I like the douyin transformation trends, because they start out with everyone in daily wear (that’s fairly standard globally) before revealing the diversity in and range of ethnic group attire :)

#text #answered ask #only downside (but expected tbh)#is that there are ppl on here who feel a mighty need to put on their giant clown shoes and big red clown noses #every time they see any suggestion of a non-Han Chinese person just existing and not #idk. getting actively beaten up by xi jinping himself #or whatever it is they want reality to be #as for sources I suppose it is much easier to find the sources in Chinese #or maybe it’s a case of people simply not know there is something to be searched?#you can’t google what don’t know exists I suppose

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bixiaoshi · 2 months

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#if i don't get this out of my system i may explode lmao #but man the fact that im not a uni student anymore is getting more and more real with each passing day n the fact that i have to start #searching for a job is getting more and more real each day and it's giving such huge amount of anxiety bcs im scared abt what's to come #i'm terrified of getting a job i hate. i'm terrified of losing my life in something that drains me. i'm terrified of getting stuch where #i am. of seeing my life pass and not accomplishing what i want. of everything i've dreamed of stays as that. a dream.#i'm terrified of being stuck in this country. in this city. bcs all i wanna do is leave but i dont have the means to do it!!!!!!#i dont have the money. my mom doesn't have the money and im scared. terrified of dedicating my life to working for it to be all pointless #i wanna travel n i wanna leave n i wanna land a job that i like!!!!!!!!!!!!#i don't think i'm fit for capitalism bcs routine bores me. bcs i don't want to lose my life in a job i hate #but then again i don't rlly have a dream job. i have smth i want to do but it doesn't rlly allign with my degree #and i'm scared!!!! of not being able to accomplish it!!!!!!!!! i'm so terrified of never doing what i want!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i'm terrified of staying here bcs it's easier and less scary. i don't want to live a life of it is what it is!!!!!!!!#but everything at this point overwhelms me and idk where to start!!!!!!! idk what to do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i feel so silly by #asking other ppl bcs they don't have the answer n i hate it. bcs i need an answer i need to know im gonna be okay #life is unexpected n that alone makes me dread it. bcs i don't have full control of what's to come #sure i can do things to get me where i want to be but it's not 100% guaranteed it will happen the way i want it to #like. i dropped out of a major i thought i wanted n loved. i got a degree in smth that isn #isn't rlly a passion of mine #i dread the unexpected. i dread not having full control. i dread not knowing stuff #i dread things going out of plan n sure i do have a life plan #but i'm terrified of it just being a life plan #peace n love on planet earth #jo.txt

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firstofficerkittycat · 1 year

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link your fave tdick kirk fic please please please

have not found a single one in my life sry

#ppl of tumvlr drop ur tdick fic links here #trans kirk #asks #spirk #its just smth i search up every night n never find answers #theres trans kirk smut sure but wheres hjs dick. where is his dick

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aiden-png · 7 months

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Y'ALL I can't answer asks about Anonymous fics LMAO they're anon because I have SHAME LOL

#aiden screams #I bet I know who it is too but maybe I don't anymore #maybe it's all that obvious haha #but the FSA server def figured me out smh #now I'm worried I have to search my name on here and see if ppl have been creating masterposts with my shit lmfao #like how??? how #how could you KNOW lol #I didn't try hard to disguise anything but like LMAO #but to answer your question anon uhhh. prob never. sorry ack #those fics are like. they were torn out of me fully formed I swear. blame Chain also lol

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doodlebloo · 2 years

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I AM NOT INTERESTED IN DISCOURSING PLEASE but in my opinion. Misfits hiring Stan accounts is something to make note of. Not saying it's awesome not saying it's morally wrong. Just take note of it, keep it in the back of your mind.

#again i dont want to discourse pleaseee #Misfits. The way that they treat the ccs sometimes is quite strange like bad strange.#i am not the ccs so it is not my job to decide what they do and dont want the org to do with their ''image'' i guess #if they are fine with what is going on thats all that matters. and if not thats none of our business really #but ESPECIALLY if you are a young fan please be careful not to see Misfits as anything other than an org #they seem to be marketing thenselves as very ''we're just like you'' but they literally make NFTs. They are not just like you #so if you use twt. please just be mindful of things like that. not saging to boycott them not saying they are evil #but its important to separate your twt moots and an org that advertises merch in your mind. they arent the same #discourse #again i do not want to talk at length abt this so i may not answer asks unless i have said something wrong here.#if you havent seen the NFT thing they announced their ''blockchain partner'' in March 10th 2022 search that date and youll find it #(making this non-rebloggable because I dont rlly want this post to blow up into a big thing. i an trying to state an opinion in my own acct #not ''start discourse'' or cause an argument. so if ppl want to discuss this id rather them make their own pist and not reblog mine #if that makes sense)

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jeonglixie · 1 month

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#there's something really depressing of me thru the years #coming here to rant about stuff i can't find myself to talk about with ppl around me #and it just hits harder when i remember myself ranting about university and how i had hard time getting through it #just to pop here again after some years with a degree #but unemployed for almost 2 years now #idk i have no words #i feel like a complete failure watching everyone around me go on with their lives and doing stuff #while I'm 24/7 in my apartment living off my parents' money #at fucking 25 jesus christ #i really wanna blame the whole system #bc i felt the whole thing in my bones #doing interviews #sending my cv #but never getting answers #checking every day if there's a job related to my degree that I'm qualified for just to get disappointed when there's barely any #but idk #I just think there must've been something i could do to not be in this position rn #if i didn't have high standards when i first started searching for jobs #if i was confident enough in interviews #stuff like that #then there's my mother pressing the idea of me getting a different degree since 'this one won't get me far'#while there's literally nothing else i like doing or at least have skills for #different degree on what exactly #then again #i can't really go on like this and it's really frustrating #i don't wanna go back to my hometown and work at my parents restaurant again this summer #idk seeing the same ppl again and get asked if i found a job just to answer no #it's fucking humiliating #and i know I'm projecting when I think about what everyone will think of me but can you blame me #🍃

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perilegs · 9 months

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does no/low empathy mean like. emotional or cognitive empathy or can it mean either or?

#ive been trying to search online for answers for 20 minutes and i feel my brain melting #all im finding is either people explaining what empathy means #or both that and ''sometimes people have low/no empathy'' yea ok i know that im trying to find out what exactly it means #OR alternatively ''signs of low/no empathy''#which is also not what im looking for #am i just like. exceptionally stupid for not understanding what type of empathy is meant by it #bc usually when i see ppl talking of it its like. obviously not explaining what it is bc thatd b unnecessary (im not being sarcastic like i #understand)#and from context i honestly cannot tell #what confuses me here even further is that for the longest time i thought people were over exaggerating when they said they feel other #peoples emotions in like an emotional empathy way bc i didnt know that was an Actual thing #like yeah i might get sad bc a friend is sad bc i dont want them to b sad or get inspired by their good mood #or b angry on their behalf or cry at a movie #but like. hearing someone is sad and getting literally emotionally sad just because sounds fake #which is probably bc im just misunderstanding something crucial #god i miss the feeling of knowing and understanding things OR being able to search for information on things you didnt know or understand #google is nothing but ads and duckduckgo is trying its best but it cant find things i search for #i mean i still use it primarily but yknow

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baffledapple · 11 months

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everyone be talking about bringing back forums here on tumblr but like. how does one actually do that

#the answer is money and ppl who are more dedicated programmers than i am #actually i bet there's some open source forum site shit out there #just hard to find past all the fucking bullshit #cause every few weeks or so i do cursory google search and all i get is like “pick a forum option out of catalog” shit #not like. here's how u homebrew ur own #hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm #chit chat

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sexlapis · 6 months

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[◉°] … toji & y/n being a couple for 10 minutes straight pt.3

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ｡˚ 𓂋 ❄﹒✦﹒✿ ˚

꩜ actor!toji x actress!reader

⤷ synopsis : just toji & reader being idiots in luv…

꩜ content : crazy fans, very mild physical violence (toji pushing ppl lol), toji being a little ooc again. this is really not as wack as the warnings are making it sound.

- a/n : loads of people seem to be enjoying this & i enjoy making them, so here you go! :D

. . . part 1, part 2, part 4

masterlists

౨ৎ first clip

(recorded by your fansite) - you & toji are at the airport and it is packed. there are fans swarming you, practically suffocating you & toji, along with paparazzi taking pictures of you, flashing lights in your face. your bodyguards are literally at war trying to guard you and you have to cling onto toji’s arm to even get past the sea of people.

all of a sudden one fan somehow gets way too close, and grabs a hold of your shirt, trying to drag you towards him. you jerk forward and without even hesitating, toji just grabs the face of the crazy fan and pushes him away like it’s nothing, causing a domino effect having other fans falling over as well.

toji puts an arm around you and guides you to check your tickets, ignoring all the chaos he caused behind him.

(this got a lot of mixed reactions, some people siding with toji saying he was just protecting you & others criticising him for his rash actions that could’ve caused people to get injured 💀)

౨ৎ second clip

you & toji were doing a video for WIRED, taking part in their popular series, “Web’s Most Searched Questions” about yourselves.

“okay third question..” you say, and peel off the paper. “are _____ and toji..dating?”

you & toji look at the camera and then at each other, faces hot and you’re both awkwardly smiling before looking at the camera again. you & toji speak. “yeah, i dunno.” “nooo idea.” “literally no clue whatsoever.” “why even ask that like-like we’d know the answer?”

you peel the next question and it’s even worse. “are _____ and toji having- A BABY?!” you shout and cover your face laughing, both in shock and amusement. “what?!”

toji just facepalms, hiding his pink cheeks and sighs tiredly. “christ…”

౨ৎ third clip

you’re at a press conference for the series you and toji are in, all the cast members are gathered on a long table with microphones but it’s a pretty informal gathering and the fans are being very interactive with the cast!

a crew members hands the microphone to a fan who has a question. “hi! hi, i’m sarah and uhm..i have a question for toji. and _____ too! do you think that your characters have a chance of..like..getting together? like romantically-?”

“yeah we’re getting together,” toji responds bluntly, reeling in the loud cheers from the crowd & he decides to add fuel to the fire. “and we’re gonna have a make-out scene too.”

the audiences goes crazy with applause and whistles, while you pinch the bridge of your nose, shaking your head in embarrassment as the cast look to see your reaction.

then the director of the show pitches in, holding her finger up. “just to clarify, we did not discuss this..”

there’s a chorus of laughs and sad ‘awws’ among the pool of fans which only makes you giggle. you didn’t even know what to say to toji’s brashness.

gojo chimes in with his loud mouth while everyone is still buzzing from toji’s unexpected words. “talking about kisses and stuff like. this guy’s just saying what he wants to hear!”

everyone starts creasing up again and you & toji lean your heads to look at each other on opposing ends of the table, and he just smirks at you while you just shake your head and try not to look so obvious..

౨ৎ fourth clip

vogue did a video with you getting ready for a fashion show you were invited to, by the designer herself.

the makeup artists had just finished your shimmery, fairy-like makeup and now the stylists were accessorising you with jewellery and fixing your hair.

“yeah i really like how the hair is done,” you say, referring to the baby pink ribbon tied cutely around your bun. “it’s really cute! and the dress is just so-”

the door to the dressing room opens and toji pokes his head in, the camera zooming in on him. “‘ya done yet?”

“toji?” you ask, exasperated. “toji get out! we’re not finished yet..”

toji looks you up and down in confusion. “ya look done to me. we gotta leave in like-”

“toji i am clearly not finished. we have to go through which jewellery looks the best with the neckline of the dress and..my whole look altogether so it doesn’t drown me out! and then we have to pick the correct shoes and make sure i’m comfortable with them and that they look pretty but also don’t take attention away from the dress. and then for the perfume-”

“yeah, yeah, alright, i get it.” toji totes. “but we have to be there in 30 minutes so-”

“oh toji’.” you sigh, looking in the mirror while the stylist fuss around you. “it’s okay if we’re late. i’m the main event. the designer invented me personally. they won’t even start the show if i’m not there. it’ll be fine, trust me.”

toji looks at you for a moment and then simply shrugs, nodding and accepting your words.

౨ৎ fifth clip

“so yeah, this is the book i’m reading.” you hold up ‘pride & prejudice’ to the camera for your fans to see. you were on a livestream, which you don’t usually do, and many fans were watching. “i just love this book. the characters are-”

loud, thudding footsteps can be heard in the background and you pause. a deep, clearly a man’s voice can be heard and then a shirtless toji walks into frame (as identified by his tattoos bc his face is not on camera). he reaches out of frame.

“sorry, jus’ forgot my shirt.”

he puts his shirt on, not even realising what he just did in front of 50,000 people and walks out of the room

it all happened so fast, you sit with your jaw open like a fish, holding your now forgotten book in your hand while the chat goes wild, spamming questions of “who is that?” “is that toji?” “you and toji are together?” in a frantic, chaotic fashion.

you just look at the camera and reach forward, abruptly ending the live. fans did not stop talking about this moment for months and they most certainly did not believe you when you said toji was just at your house for a little ‘visit’.

౨ৎ

a/n: yk how hard it is to think of ideas for this omg 😭💔

#actor!toji #actress!reader #toji x reader #toji x you #toji x y/n #toji x self insert #toji fluff #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji fushiguro x y/n #toji fushiguro fluff #toji zenin x reader

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grandline-fics · 24 days

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Hi! Can I request OP men (monster trio, Ace, Law, or anyone ur comfy with doing!) reaction to reader becoming self conscious and suddenly anxious when there are too many ppl around and they try to ground them? It could be a crowd or even members from the ship! Thank you ^^

DESCRIPTION: You’re anxious when there’s too many people around

WARNINGS: none

CHARACTERS: Luffy, Zoro

WORDS: 1,318

A/N: Thank you for this request. I wanted to do more scenarios with some of the other OP men but could only manage two this time. I loved this idea so there'll be a part two in the future. I hope you like what I came up with for this

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

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LUFFY

Wherever Luffy goes, a crowd is sure to follow. Whether its civilians drawn to his free and infectious nature or rivals getting into his face as a challenge that he doesn’t back down from the end result is always the same; very little breathing room because of the mass of people. For the most part you were used to this constant buzz of noise and cluster of presences but tonight it was getting to be too much for you. After a long battle of fighting groups of enemies to be immediately dragged into an all out celebration, you were reaching your limit of what you could take.

You didn’t want to be rude to the people who were grateful for you playing your part in securing their freedom and leave the conversations or festivities too early but when eyes weren’t on you, you were definitely searching for something that could allow you to disappear without drawing too much attention or cause any offence. You breathed a sigh of relief when the current civilian you were talking to left you to grab something to eat. Idly sipping at your own drink you inched further away from the main hub of people, trying to feel some sense of security in a quieter section.

Suddenly from above you heard the loud and all too familiar laughter of your Captain that was already causing an infectious smile to pull at your lips before you had even looked up. Perched high on the town’s clocktower was Luffy, using the stone lion fixture adorning the rooftop as his own personal seat to look over the entire town’s celebration. Because your weren’t amongst the crowd you were easier to spot and when he saw you smiling up at him he grinned wide.

Immediately he launched his arm out towards you and without waiting for your response he took your arm and pulled you through the air to land safely on the roof with him. Now out from the almost suffocating crowd you finally got a moment to breathe and look down at the view of the town now far enough away for you to appreciate the atmosphere and beauty of their joy. You smiled and settled down to sit next to your Captain, finally able to relax. “So why’re you all the up here in the first place? Would’ve thought you’d have more fun down there with the people.”

“Started to get annoyed when they kept calling me a hero, all I wanted was to eat.” Luffy explained with a grin, moving his enormous hoard of food back onto his lap to continue eating. “Besides when I saw the lion up here it made me think of the Sunny.” You smiled at the simplistic answer and looked at the fixture in question. As nice as it was, it paled in comparison to Sunny. You couldn’t help but let out a small sigh which didn’t go unnoticed by Luffy. He recalled how you hadn’t be with anyone before he brought you up here. “You not having fun?”

“Not exactly.” You shrugged, unable to lie to someone so open and honest with their feelings as Luffy was. You could always trust him to listen and not dismiss your feelings. “It’s just been a lot since we landed here. The people are friendly but it was beginning to feel like I couldn’t breathe around them. It was just getting to be a bit much.”

“How do you feel now?” Luffy asked curiously, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable either.

“A lot better, definitely like I can breathe again.” You reassured with a bright grin that Luffy returned while also reminding himself to always check on you while in a crowd like this from now on.

ZORO

Why did you have to land on an island that was virtually a Marine base in its own right? As much as you and some of the others wanted to leave and journey to the next island, Luffy’s orders were final and he wanted to stay. Just because there were a ton of Marines stationed on this island and lived here with their families, why should he change what he wanted to do. As much as you wanted to protest your Captain you knew no amount of logic or begging would change his determination to explore freely.

The most everyone could compromise on was the promise to keep as low a profile as possible and only engage the Marines if-and only if-your cover was blown. To ensure that disaster of a situation didn’t happen, the more level-headed members of the crew paired up with the more instinctual and chaotic members. Today you were left to walk the town with Zoro, the added element of ensuring he didn’t wander off into areas that would certainly spell trouble meant your worries were doubling. Every step you made through the streets, you swept a nervous glance around trying to keep track of anyone in a Marine uniform while also trying to pinpoint escape routes if the worst did happen.

“You need to relax.” Zoro muttered from beside you and you flinched, your already tense body coiling even tighter. You looked up at him with widened eyes. “You’re going to draw their attention and blow our cover.” At that you bristled but then panic set in and you couldn’t help but look around you again. With a sharp sigh, Zoro turned his body so he was blocking you from view and more importantly you could only look at him. “If you’re getting nervous about keeping a low profile but keep looking around the way that you are, people are going to end up taking notice and cause suspicion.” You opened your mouth to argue but you couldn’t, not when he was making sense. Still you couldn’t just relax the way he was telling you to. Zoro watched you carefully and frowned. “What’s got you so wound up anyway? What’s your biggest worry here?”

“Look around you!” You whispered. “Everyone is either a Marine or related to one. If we get caught-”

“We’ll deal with it as a crew like we always do.” Sometimes Zoro’s clear cut view of a situation was a reassurance but other times it was annoying. Dealing with a situation that could have been avoided in the first place was not what you wanted and wouldn’t necessarily work out as perfect as it would in his head.

“I just don’t want to be the reason one of us gets hurt when fighting didn’t need to be an option.” You shrugged helplessly. You didn’t want to seem weak, especially not to someone like Zoro but you couldn’t change how you felt in that moment. “I can’t be so laidback like you, sorry.”

Zoro rolled his good eye but threw you a small smirk to show he wasn’t annoyed. Silently he took your arm and swapped your original walking position. While he managed to keep one arm lazily around your shoulder, he also managed to be just ahead of you enough that his three swords were in front of you, almost like a shield. “As long as you’re part of the crew we work together and do our part to protect each other, yeah? So until someone spots us just relax and try not to look so panicked otherwise it looks like I’m kidnapping you.”

At that you laughed for the first time since arriving on the island and nudged his side while making no move to step out from his arm. It was strange how just being like this managed to calm you immensely. “Let’s hope Sanji doesn’t see. He’ll attack you on the spot and that’ll definitely blow our cover.”

“Yeah…would be worth it though.” Zoro grinned only to wince when you nudged his ribs a little harder. “I was kidding!” Well for the most part he was.

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lovable-liar · 2 months

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UNPAID INTERN SCHLATT ASK

Schlatt watching y/n with the kids and just loving how they interact with them. Like Y/n hitting Schlatt over the head for teaching them about Andrew Cuomo and the kids laughing...

...I have baby fever.

...as do I, and it's his fault.

I also went very off task with this, I'm sowwy 🥺

When you got a message from Ludwig asking if you would like to be a contestant on a new game show of his, you were honestly very excited!

You were a huge streamer on the platform, but it wasn't often that you were called upon to compete in real life games!

You were a fan favorite on Name Your Price, for your style and your ability in the game, so after Ludwig pitched Unpaid Intern to you...

You were hooked.

And you were reeled in even further once you found out who you would be competing against!

Daniel Thrasher, a man of many talents and one you found yourself quote tweeting about a lot on your alt to "thank" him for his "service" in "aiding" you to "learn piano"

Lily Pichu, a lovely little lady that (when you ever encountered her) had only ever been the kindest thing to you

Kyedae, a friend of yours that you frequently streamed with and raided!

And jschlatt, infamous, Jonathan Schlatt.

A personal friend of yours!

You and Schlatt first met during the days of the Lunch Club, dark days, sure, but Ted, Charlie, himself, and yourself pulled each other up by the boot straps and created salvation!

Chuckle Sandwich was is that salvation.

And through salvation, you two had formed a strong bond. You created inside jokes for your communities, inside jokes between you and your co-hosts, and inside jokes that only the two of you would ever come to understand.

But, to say you were just friends is an understatement.

To be honest, neither of you really knew what you were.

But you both liked that!

Sure, it became a pain when trying to figure out if you could go out on a date with someone, but it was also nice because technically nothing was happening, you didn't have to hide anything from viewers.

But, Schlatt was always one of the first people you turned to if ever something happened, which, something had happened! You were competing against each other soon! You had to text him-

jslut: yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

toots💙: wat

jslut: ur on upi?

toots💙: upi?

jslut: unpaid intern

jslut: luds thing?

toots💙: ah yes upi

jslut: r u?

toots💙: yes...? 👀

jslut: kk

toots💙: ur so dry over text wtf?!!?!

jslut: i love you too, sugar tits 💙

When-

jslut: how long r u gonna be in texas for?

toots💙: couple days prob

toots💙: im trying to find ppl to film/do stuff with bc i dont wanna fly over just to do one thing and then just fly back

toots💙: productive, you get me?

jslut: film with me

jslut: ill find something for us to do

toots💙: alr but ive got a lot of bitches on my roster so be grateful im spending my time on you, slut

jslut: shut the fuck up, you're the slut here

toots💙: that's blatantly (racist/homophobic/sexist/etc.)

jslut: bye

toots💙: bye bye bbg, daddy can't wait to see you again <3

WHEN YOU GOT TO TEXAS (swear to god if you interrupt me again-)

You texted Schlatt a picture of you in the airport, stood in front of a promotional poster that had the american flag on it, saluting.

You shoved your phone back into your pocket in search of some good fucking food, but you couldn't quite focus on reading the menu while your ass cheek vibrated with fifteen (you counted each vibration) messages.

jslut: first of all, ur supposed to put ur hand on your heart, not fucking salute

jslut: second of all, what airport r u at?

jslut: i'll come get u

jslut: don't order an uber, they're shitty

jslut: i'll be ur uber

jslut: ill bring u a red fucking carpet

jslut: toots

jslut: babycakes

jslut: did u order an uber?

jslut: did u get kidnapped? wtf

jslut: answer me toots

jslut: send me ur location

jslut: as soon as i see u im downloading a fucking tracker onto ur phone

toots💙: can you stop vibrating my ass for two seconds? im getting food

jslut: vibrating ur ass?

jslut: i wish

toots💙: food acquired, im at dfw

jslut: kk omw

toots💙: where should i meet u?

toots💙: r u kidding me?

toots💙: fuck u

You hunkered down in the food court to wait of the arrival of your beloved uber driver while you ate and played on your phone

You were expecting him to text you back any minute now since he never left his messages unanswered for too long (that's not entirely true, he never leaves *your* messages unanswered, ever, but he'd never tell you that, ever.)

But as 1:00pm became 1:26pm, you began to feel a little anxious

How long have you been sat here for?

Does that man want to sit here?

Should you move?

Are people staring?

Okay- just, stay seated, he'll be here soon.

Where are your headphones?

Where are your bags?!

Oh- okay, it's right there... where you left it.

And your headphones are around your neck.

Do you have your wallet?

Yeah, it's in one of your bags.

WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUR BAGS-

"Heeey, toots! 'S good to see you again." A deep, familiar voice calls out, he has your bags too!

"I got you a baggy of fruit from seven eleven!"

"Aww, you shouldn't have!" He twirls his hair around his finger.

"Gotta feed my baby girl right."

"Alright, you're done." Schlatt announces, before bending down to grab a handful of the meat just above your knees before throwing you over his shoulder and tucking your bags under his other arm.

"Jonathan! You put me down right now!"

"No."

"People are staring!" You whisper shout.

"You called me 'baby girl' 'n the first five finger-fuckin' seconds of our first face to face conversation in three months instead of kissin' me, 'm not puttin' you down."

The walk back to his car consisted of kicking your legs, lots of people staring, a surprising amount of awing, Schlatt having to readjust your clothes every two to three seconds just so you'd keep a semblance of your dignity, and a security guard even opened the door for him!

I mean- this man could have legitimately been kidnapping you, and nobody even *attempted* to help you!

But, then again, you weren't really putting up *much* of a fight.

Once you reached his car, he opened the trunk and shoved your bags in before sauntering round to the passenger's side.

After he so chivalrously opened the door for you, he plopped you down into the seat from your perch on his shoulder, making sure to hold your head so you wouldn't bang it before he placed one hand on the dash and the other on the head rest.

He leaned you back slowly, playfully, before finally accepting his kiss from you.

It was nice.

It re-awoke the butterflies in your tummy that seemingly crisped up and died whenever he wasn't around.

After the extraordinarily drawn out kiss, you embarked on the scenic drive to Schlatt's house, where you found yourself having the first 'argument' with him in the months you hadn't seen each other.

"Where're you stayin'?"

"I booked a hotel-"

"Bull-fucking-shit I'm lettin' you stay at a fuckin' hotel, hotels are good for nothin'. You sleep in my room."

"But I paid money for that hotel room?"

"Ok? I'll pay you back."

"What?"

"Anythin' in these bags ya don't want me findin'?

"Wha-"

"I'm unpackin' for you, sweetheart."

"No, wha-"

"Ya jet lagged, go sit on the couch, watch somethin', I don' care."

Schlatt then proceeded to haul your bags upstairs and into his room, where, promptly, he shouted for you.

"Toots, I thought you said there was nuthin' in here! I've seen one of these before! 'S a.. fuckin' 'rose' vibe, or some shit?!"

"Don't touch that!"

"Whaaat?! Like I haven't seen your toys before! Like I haven't *been* your toy before."

"Schlatt!"

He also found your outfit for Ludwig's video.

"Heeey! This is cute! Gonna look like a little 50s detective more than an intern, but shit, are you gonna look adorable. 'S this your perfume? Shit, that smells good..."

He absolutely douses his own clothes in it

ONTO THE MAIN EVENT! (If anyone's still reading, anyway.)

You and Schlatt arrived together at 9:44 (which ended up giving you 2 points, whereas it landed Schlatt with 1)

After being presented with your first task, keeping a trio of toddlers entertained for fifteen minutes straight, you went straight into action.

You managed to find play dough, bubble wrap, a box of legos, some cardboard boxes, and some coloring materials!

You were the first of the bunch to entertain the kids.

"Helloooo everybody! Who do we have here?"

"Elijah!" "Rooney!" "Caleb!"

"Hey guys! I'm Y/N. Can you spell that? Let's see your handwriting, huh? On the board, can you guys write your names and then my name?"

Overall, you have an absolute blast with these guys.

First, they wanted to pop as many bubbles on the bubble wrap as they could while your phone counted down a ten second timer.

You laid out a sheet of the wrap before you all stood on your own section of it and danced, bounced, and rolled on it until the alarm sounded.

Then, the kids wanted to decorate their own boxes as cars that you pushed them around in!

A chorus of giggles and squeals could be heard emanating from the conference room from all the way across the building, even your own chuckles!

After that, Rooney, Elijah and you sculpted with the play dough while Caleb built with the lego.

Rooney made a dinosaur and Elijah made a lion, but you all gave extra props to Caleb who built all of you!

You were a little disappointed when the fifteen minutes were up, you gave each kid a high five and a ruffle of their hair before you stepped out of the conference room and closed the door (but the interaction truly ended after you pulled a face at them through the window.)

(That face definitely ended up as Schlatt's home screen.)

Next up, you were burdened with having to ensure that your backward speech is coherent and understandable!

Your key phrase was "Can I hold it while you pee?"

Surprisingly, VERY HARD!!!

You managed to get 'hold it' and 'pee'

But the rest of it?

Nada.

"Do people actually wanna hold guys'... you know... when they- pee..?" Daniel asked.

"Well- surprisingly, yes!" Ludwig, oh so helpfully, replied.

You immediately turned to Schlatt

"No, you cannot hold my dick while I piss."

Everyone erupted into laughter.

At this point, you were tied with Daniel in first!

For the map task, you were paired with Schlatt.

You two made a fucking powerhouse of a duo.

With his drawing skills and your knowledge that there was a map on the wall right to the left of you? You were UNSTOPPABLE.

And, with the last and final task, you immediately had to opt out.

The simultaneous, wet chewing sounds of EVERYONE in the room?

FUCK NO

You were not gonna be in that room for another *second*

But you didn't have to be!

You had already surpassed everyone else with flying colors.

Lud even gave you extra points for opting out because he needs a 'well-behaved employee who won't blow bubbles and stick gum to the underside of the desks.'

Schlatt did offer you some of his gum though, and when you stuck your hand out for, i don't know, a pristine, unchewed piece still wrapped in it's packaging, you got the complete opposite!

Just a glob of fluorescent pink, wet and chewed gum in the pit of your hand.

But, that's also how you found yourself here, in Schlatt's car after a long day, waiting in a drive thru.

"Today was great! You were real great with those kids, toots."

"Yeah?"

"Hell yeah!"

"I kept the lego figure Caleb made of me."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah..."

"I wanna fuck a kid into you."

"Schlatt!"

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt #jschlatt fluff #schlatt #schlatt fluff #schlatt x reader

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tkaulitzlvr · 7 months

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WE NEEEED A PART 2 OF ANSWER IT !!! 🙏🙏 you don’t have to if you don’t want to but i just NEED to know what happens after ! anyways i love your writings!

ANSWER IT (2) - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: after things with your boyfriend end unexpectedly - thanks to no one but you, tom makes a confession that you never could have been prepared for.

content: angst & fluff

a/n: so many ppl have been BEGGING for a pt2 to answer it and honestly i never planned on writing one but here u go i guess!!😭 also random but this clip makes me go feral so had to use it for the gif🙏

my chest rises up and down, completely breathless as tom collapses on top of me, lips lazily pressing to my collarbone. our bodies stick together, sweat glistening against them, the smell of sex circling around the room as our heavy breathing mixes with it. he pulls out of me, a low whine leaving my lips at the loss of contact. his calloused hands run up and down my waist, unspoken words left unsaid as we lay within each other’s embrace, coming down from some of the best sex we have ever had.

“so fucking good.” he mutters against me as his head rests in my neck, a lazy smile on his face.

but, unlike every other time we had fucked, i no longer share the same sense of hazy happiness, lethargic bliss that i usually would, the reality of the situation soon coming to light, a sickly feeling of guilt rising from the pit of my stomach as i realise what i have done - my boyfriend has just caught me cheating on him.

though i completely deserved this, to feel so ashamed, so completely devastated, after all, i was the one to blame, it didn’t at all ease my pain. strangely, i didn’t regret fucking tom the way i had been these past months, i just longed to erase the phone call, wishing that it had never happened as i stare blankly at the ceiling, my eyes welling up with long-awaited tears whilst tom absentmindedly lays with his body on mine, lips placing tired kisses on my bare skin.

“so fucking glad you finally got rid of that guy.” he mutters, gently nibbling at the skin below my ear, pulling at my waist and moving his crotch to grind it against me, his small movements making me realise exactly what he wants. “he was such an ass, didn’t deserve to have you all to his self, didn’t treat you the way you should’ve been, such a fucking cunt.”

my whole body tenses up at the mention of him, eyes no longer able to hold the tears back as they fall down my cheeks. i am frozen in place, unable to move, beating myself up for literally everything, hating how tom can be so nonchalant about it - he had always been aware that i wanted this to be strictly kept a secret. and i cannot help but blame him. he was the one to pick up the phone, to make me answer it, and ultimately blow my cover.

my body begins to shake as i silently sob, tom’s head lifting up from my shoulder in confusion. his eyebrows furrow, clearly not understanding why i am upset, totally oblivious to this whole thing, not able to see where he fucked up.

“woah woah, what’s going on?” he asks, sitting up and resting his back against the head board, quickly scooping me into his lap as he holds me, hands running down to my lower back in an attempt to comfort me.

my sadness soon mixes with anger, utterly despising tom in this moment as i roughly escape his hold, pushing my arms flush against his chest, finally getting out from his grasp. i clench my jaw, shaking my head as the tears continue to fall, angrily slipping my panties and bra on.

“hey, what’s up? talk to me, what happened?” tom frantically asks, getting up from the bed and slipping his boxers on, rushing over to me and trying to place his hands in mine.

“what happened? what fucking happened?” i scoff, shaking my head at his stupidity, in complete disbelief of how someone can be so naive.

his eyes search mine, genuinely not understanding where any of this has come from. he nears me once again, but i take a step back, not wanting to be anywhere near him right now, taking his silence as an opportunity to carry on with my fit of rage.

“what happened is you made my boyfriend break up with me, and you don’t even care!” my voice is raised, just below a shout as his eyebrows furrow, expression now mirroring my rage, as he opens his mouth, ready to lash out on me as i had on him.

“i made him break up with you? are you fucking insane?” he lets out a frustrated laugh, tongue playing with his lip ring as he steps back.

“you answered the phone! i don’t know what shit you were trying to fucking pull, but this is your fault, don’t make me out to be the crazy one!” i shoot back, digging a finger into his chest as i point at him, done with his attempts to manipulate this entire situation.

“you’ve been cheating on him for the past three months! since when do you give a fuck about his feelings or your relationship? it couldn’t have been that fucking great if you felt the need to fuck me on the daily!” each word that falls from his lips pierce me in the chest, completely taken aback at his nerve. the second that my face falls, mouth opening with no sound coming from it, he knows that he has gone too far.

“wow.” i scoff, searching the room for the rest of my clothes. “that’s fucking low.”

“is it? ‘cause the last time i checked, you don’t fuck someone else whilst you’re in a relationship unless it’s gone to shit. stop acting like i’ve ruined something that actually mattered to you, like you had a perfect relationship. it takes two people to fuck, you’re no fucking saint.” he keeps going, knowing that he is getting to me, aware of the right buttons to press - and he is hitting every single one, scoffing when he sees my face fall, tears falling at a much faster pace.

i struggle to find the right words, stuck in place as i know that he is right. though he said it in the harshest way possible, i am no better than him, if anything, i am worse, tom not in a relationship like i was. and it is that realisation that kills me slowly, twisting the blade inside me as i stand silently, tears now cascading down my cheeks.

“thanks. if you were looking to make me feel worse than i already do then you’ve done a pretty good fucking job.” my voice is low as i refuse to meet his eyes, completely ashamed. i slip my hoodie over my frame, redressing myself as i begin to feel uncomfortable in such little clothing in front of him, the confidence that would usually surround me long gone.

his face softens once i walk towards the door, panic setting in as he rushes to stand in front of it, blocking my exit.

“fuck- i didn’t mean it like that. don’t go.” he pleads, his eyes sorry as they look into mine, searching for any hint that his subtle begging is working.

“why should i stay? so you can ridicule me even more? tell me how much of a slut i am? that i should feel guilty, and it’s all my fault?” i scoff, listing off the endless scenarios.

“why would i do that?” he asks, his voice now softer, the anger that previously dominated it long gone as he seems somewhat sorry for me.

i stay silent, partly intrigued to hear him continue, however also knowing that my tears are preventing me from producing coherent speech. he takes a step towards me, hand lightly brushing against mine as he takes a deep breath, opening his mouth to speak.

“wanna know why i hated him so much?” he asks.

the question had always lingered in the back of my mind. i knew, from the way tom’s face twisted in disgust the first time i told him i had a boyfriend, that he despised him, his hatred only growing each time i would mention him. he never said why, instead using his name to fuel his own desire, never failing to remind me that he could never fuck me that way tom would, always slipping his name into the conversation as some reminder that what i had with tom was far better than anything i had going on with my boyfriend.

i look upwards, my eyes meeting his, my gaze a silent nod of agreement to his question.

“i couldn’t stand the thought of him touching you, being around you, knowing that you belonged to him and not me. drove me fucking insane. i loved that i got to see a side of you he never did, i loved seeing you underneath me, because i knew that that was the only time you belonged to me.”

my eyebrows furrow, trying to understand what he is saying, confused on how it has taken this long for him to say all of this.

“i like you. since that night when we hooked up at the club, i couldn’t stop thinking about you. i tried, but somehow everything came back to you. and it killed me knowing that all i could do was fuck you, knowing that you’d never feel the same way, because of him. and i hated him for it, i still do, because all i could think about is you being in love with someone else, wishing just for one second you’d care about me the way you do him.”

he pours his heart out, lips staying parted once he finishes, trying to make out my thoughts from my facial expression. i give him nothing, only able to stand there in pure shock, not ever anticipating anything like this, especially from someone like tom. i knew his reputation, and i knew that i wasn’t the only girl he was fucking, but it had never mattered for me. it was wrong for me to be doing this with him in the first place - catching feelings would be on a whole new wavelength of immoral.

“say something, please.” he mutters, his voice desperate as my silence only lets his words linger, the atmosphere turning from tense to uneasy.

it may be rash, and admittedly, my mind is hazy from the entire situation, yet in this moment, i don’t care, and it is this impulse that brings me to press my lips against his, arms wrapping around his neck as i pull him closer. he quickly kisses back, hands running to my lower back as he smiles into it, something about his lips against mine igniting a spark that i had never felt before, and though it was wrong, it felt so right - it always had.

against all odds, against everything that was deemed morally correct, i need him, and though it took his unexpected confession for me to realise it, i am more sure than ever, holding onto him tighter and tighter as he does the same, pulling away and smiling against me.

“i hate how crazy you make me.” he mutters against my lips, his cold breath fanning against them. “but i don’t want it to stop.”

those are the final words he says before reconnecting our lips, carrying the unspoken promise that he means every part of it, the missing piece within me now found, finally realising that what i needed had been right in front of me the whole time.

requests are open! keep sending them in!!

#tom kaulitz #kaulitz #tokiohotel #tom kaulitz angst #tom kaulitz x reader #kaulitz twins #tom kaulitz fluff #tom kaulitz smut #tomkaulitz #bill kaulitz

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vaspider · 6 months

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are you aware that "folks" is already a gender-neutral word? there's no need for the x, would love to know what gender you assign to the word folks and how adding an x changes it.

Are you aware that you can use "site:username.tumblr.com keyword" to Google search someone's Tumblr to see if they've already answered this question? There's no need to send an ask, would love to know what you think a snark-ass ask like this accomplishes rather than searching first and finding that there are answers on the first page of results.

Or! You could search "folx meaning" or "why do people use folx" or "queer folx" rather than assuming that I don't know that "folks" is already gender neutral and need you, random internet human, to "helpfully educate" me. You could instead assume that there's a deliberate reason and either do 30 seconds of searching yourself or like... just assume I know what I'm doing and leave me alone about it.

But, since it looks like you can't do that, here's a little cut-and-paste from one of the (many, many, many) previous times I've talked about this:

Speaking only for me (and yeah, I just went to look at your top posts bc of our exchange on another post) and for people from similar backgrounds, "folks" is very very common where I grew up, and isn't an indication of inclusion. It's a term commonly used by rural ppl, and it's a permanent part of my vocabulary. But. "Folks" is what my (extremely homophobic and transphobic) dad says all the time. "Hey folks" is his standard greeting to a mixed group of people. "Folks" is the word used by the people in my parents' tiny little church who instilled a fear of faggotry in me. "Folx" isn't. Folx provides a little mental space between me and my origins and permits me to continue to use that term without feeling like I'm putting my feet in that same water again. It is also a visual signal in writing for me in a way that "folks" simply is not. If I see someone using "folks" in casual writing, they may be cool inclusive people, ooooor they may be my dad and his buddies. Or worse, they may be someone using folk/folks in a white supremacy signaling fashion, which, you know. I live in Oregon now, and... yeah. That's not uncommon here. Seeing "folx" in casual writing is like seeing someone with a cute pronoun pin. They did that on purpose. It isn't a reflexive use of a word common in environments soaked in hatred of me and mine. It's a deliberate choice that says, "Hey, we're cool." YMMV, but I'm not gonna stop using the spelling. It lets me keep talking the way I've always talked without feeling gross about it, and seeing it from others makes me relax a little bit compared to just seeing "folks."

Hope that helps!

And while we're doing Education Time, here's a thread you should read about how not to be an irritating ass on social media.

#folx #spider speaks

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I NEED ANGST TO SMUT SO LIKE THE READER IS INSECURE AND PLUS SIZED, AND PPL ARE MEAN TO HER ABT HER SIZE, THEN BILL FINDS OUT AND IS LIKE ‘You’re perfect for me I love you sm nothing is gonna change how I see you you’re gorgeous.’ THEN FUCKS HER SO HARD AND PRAISES HER A LOT, AND COMPLIMENTS HER, THEN HE IS SO GENTLE WIT HER AFTER PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU. 🙏😣 it’s okay if you don’t wanna do it, but if you do thank you sm I love your works and I love you ☺️

love you too! so sweet

I care what you think

tags/ warnings: insecurities, reader being slightly depressed in the beginning, p in v, words of praise and love, complimenting during sex

MDNI ⚠️

pairing: bill x plus sized fem, tried not to be too descriptive about eyes, hair color, etc.

Your POV:

The apartment feels suffocating. The walls seem to close in on me, trapping me within their confines. I can't breathe, can't think, can't escape the weight of my own body. My stomach churns with a familiar mix of self-loathing and desperation, and my heart aches with the knowledge that this will never end.

No matter how many times I stand in front of the mirror, telling myself that I'm beautiful just the way I am, it never seems to sink in. All I can see is the roll of fat that spills over the waistband of my jeans, the dimples on my thighs, the stretch marks that map out my hips like some sort of twisted topographical map.

I hear a knock on the door and force myself to take a deep breath before answering it. Bill stands there, looking nervous and excited all at once. "Hey, you okay?"

His voice is like a balm to my soul, soothing the raw edges of my self-loathing. I nod, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. He steps inside, his presence filling up the empty space around me in a way that no one else ever has. "Can I come in?"

I nod again, stepping aside to let him in. He takes my hand in his, his touch gentle and reassuring. "I just wanted to check on you," he says, "see if you were okay."

"I'm fine," I manage to choke out.

Bill studies my face for a moment before pulling me into a hug. "You're so much more than just your weight, you know that?" he murmurs into my hair. "You're smart, and funny, and kind. And you're beautiful."

His words are like a lifeline, a reminder of who I am beneath the surface. I feel myself begin to relax, to believe him. "I-I know," I stammer, my voice still shaky. "I'm just… I feel so trapped."

He pulls back, cupping my face in his hands. His eyes are intense, his gaze searching mine. "You're never trapped with me," he says firmly. "I love you, y/n. And I want you. And I want us."

The words send a thrill of desire through me, and I can feel the tension begin to ease from my shoulders. "I love you too," I whisper, leaning in to kiss him. His lips are soft and warm against mine, and for a moment, I forget about everything else.

He steps back, breaking the kiss, and I'm left panting for more. "Come here," he says, leading me over to the couch. As I sit down, he kneels before me, his hands on my thighs. "I want to show you how much I love you." His voice is low and husky, and I feel my heart begin to race.

Bill leans in, kissing a path up my neck, and I arch my back, letting out a small moan. His hands move higher, cupping my hips, and I can feel the heat emanating from his body. "You're perfect," he whispers, "absolutely perfect."

His lips find mine once more, and I lose myself in the sensation of being loved and desired. As his tongue tangles with mine, I can feel my body begin to respond, heat pooling between my legs. Bill breaks the kiss, trailing his lips down my jaw and across my collarbone. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, kissing a trail down my chest. "So sexy."

His hands slip beneath my shirt, teasing at the fabric of my bra before finally freeing it from my body. My breasts spill into his palms, and I let out a shuddering breath as he begins to massage them, his thumbs teasing my nipples.

"Bill…" I moan, arching into his touch. He smiles against my skin, his breath hot on my breast. "You're so beautiful," he whispers again, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. "I'm going to show you how much I love you."

With that, he slides my shorts and panties down my hips, revealing me to him. His fingers find their way between my legs, and I cry out as he begins to touch me, his touch firm and knowing. "You're so wet for me," he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. "I love the way you feel."

His fingers stroke me expertly, finding my sweet spot again and again. I feel the familiar tension building, the need growing stronger with each passing moment. "Bill… please…" I whimper, arching into his touch. "I need you."

He looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire. "You have me," he says, his voice rough. And then he's there, pushing inside me, filling me up in a way that feels both familiar and exquisitely new. I cry out, my nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to move, thrusting deep and hard. "You're mine," he growls, his hips slapping against mine in rhythm. "And I'm never letting you go."

The sensation of being so fully possessed, of feeling him inside me in this intimate way, is overwhelming. I arch my back, meeting his thrusts with my own, my body trembling with the force of it. He kisses me again, hard and demanding, and I can taste myself on his lips. It's a heady, intoxicating feeling, this sense of being wanted and desired.

As we move together, lost in the heat of the moment, I feel a shudder run through him. He groans, his hips jerking violently, and then he's still, his weight pressing down on me. For a moment, we're both breathless, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of our passion.

Bill's lips find my ear again, his breath warm against my skin. "You feel so good," he whispers, his words a husky murmur. "So perfect." His hips begin to move again, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. The sensation of him inside me is incredible, and I feel myself begin to lose control.

As he thrusts harder, faster, I reach up, my fingers tangling in his hair. I arch my back, meeting his movements with my own, my body moving in sync with his. I can feel the tension building inside me again, the familiar tightness coiling low in my belly. With a cry that is part pleasure and part release, I come, my body shuddering beneath him.

Bill follows me over the edge, his body tense and trembling as he releases himself into me. He collapses on top of me, his weight pressing me into the couch, his breath hot against my neck. For a long moment, we're both still, caught in the afterglow of our passion.

Finally, he pulls out of me, rolling to the side to catch his breath. I lie there, dazed and sated, feeling the weight of his presence beside me. He reaches over, cupping my face in his hands, and kisses me gently. "I love you," he whispers. "So, so much."

And as I look into his eyes, I know that I love him too.

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