#anyway the experience of loved ones + food is so important to me

[pierog]

tiny comic about eating toast with friends

#i have sooo many more thoughts about this but i couldnt be arsed making a longer comic..a few ppl seemed to relate so i will put it here #comic #art #artists on tumblr #axolotl #studyblr #academia #<-why the fuck not. it's set at uni #furry #mine #personal #i do wish i spent more time on this but i got 80hd #anyway the experience of loved ones + food is so important to me #and those little moments which you don't realise are so special until they're gone #i'm very bad at living in the present.. always have been.. gotta learn to appreciate wot i have #my hall experience was a mixed bag - loads of fun but also problematic as an institution and i dont miss it #im lucky to have heaps of friends who i love :) #but it's my first year as a Real Adult outside of academia and im trying not to be scared of growing up

[chanyoungies]

김준서 (KIM JUN SEO) 1st Mini Album [ECHOES of love] 2022.11.20 6PM (KST)

#kim junseo #wei #ouiai #DEAR GOD it's 10AM as i draft we have 6 hours to go until i post but oh my god im finally done i thought id never finish dear GOD #this is far from the best thing ive ever done. but it was an interesting experience #nd definitely took some time (not the most tho . nothing can beat paula's birthday set when it comes to that) but also .... surprisingly #less than i thought ? like longer but also shorter .? u know ? #this made me go insane i kept forgetting about my food and i also kept working in silence half of the time bc i would forget to put smth on #eri if i decide to do a second one next year PLEASE tell me to start sooner like if i start brainstorming into ur ear in like may pls accept #i say 'if' as if i wasnt already working on song choices for next year lmao #i was really excited for this and i think that made me not rlly think as much as i should have i think i can do better next year . if i star #if i start early enough #ANYWAYS #happy junseo birth <3 my prince <3 or smth idk #pls dont perceive the mcd thumbnail from up close i beg u #boy who's so important . . a boy so fox . . . nation's model (2) pretty boy with pretty voice . . whatever im not gonna start rambling more #but he's very important n i hope he knows that he is & that he's so very loved & i hope that he's happy today and always . etc #nd i love him or whatever . whatever whatever no one look everyone close your eyes #*mine #special thanks to eri as always my bewoved who has been hearing me talk about this for the past like month thank u for putting up with me #(re:this and also in general i love u)

[doberbutts]

Anyway yes, people who can X should be accomodating to people who can't X. People who can walk should accomodate people who can't. People who can hear should accomodate people who can't. People who can see should accomodate people who can't. And on and on. When that doesn't happen, it's a problem that deserves to be talked about.

But the problem is not and has never been "physical disabilities are more important and deserve more accomodations than mental disabilities"- nor the other way around either.

People love to dunk on folks with ADD/ADHD but you know? As someone with ADD raised by diabetic parents I gotta say there's a lot of similarities here. People with ADD, myself included, often forget to eat and when they do eat they often load themselves up with carbs and sugars because those foods make their brains feel good. People with diabetes have to closely monitor their meals and often crave sugars and need a blend of sugary and protein-rich snacks on hand. This is not to say ADD and diabetes are exact one-to-one disabilities.

But having grown up watching my parents manage their diabetes, I too am very aware of meal times and blood sugar and constructing meals that will tide you over and having a blend of sugary and protein-rich snacks on hand Just In Case. I am able to manage my ADD better in this way because I have experience from watching my parents. I also need access to snacks and to be able to say to my boss "I need to go eat something real fast" without being punished.

I had a training client who was the image of "able bodied mentally ill" outside of the usual creaks and squeaks associated with age, her body worked just fine. But after a series of incidents in her youth- a car accident that left her with a serious brain injury, coming home from the hospital afterwards to immediately have her house broken into and herself raped by an intruder, and assorted medical malpractice while she was healing from both- she has a serious and extreme case of agoraphobia and spent the next 40 years completely unable to leave the house. She would hide and wail and scream when deliveries of groceries and other goods would come, because it meant a stranger (and usually a man) would be at her door. She could not go more than a couple steps outside to get her mail and especially not if other people were outside.

At some point her therapist suggested getting a pet, one that *had* to go outside, to help her. So she got a dog and contacted a trainer (me) and we got to work. And she did improve! The dog has been a huge help to managing her symptoms! But you cannot seriously expect me to have worked with this woman for years and then belittle mental illnesses as being lesser when this woman also shares the inability to even leave her house let alone go inside a grocery store. Even today there are times when she simply cannot, she cannot will her body to move out of her door and into transportation let alone into the building.

When she first started coming to me she thanked me for not belittling her or making her feel bad for classes she had to cancel because she couldn't force herself to take the first step over the threshold. That is when she told me what happened to her and that while it sounds terrible she was really happy to have found a trainer who knew something personal about trauma and brain injuries. She is also a case where I feel her ESA should be considered service dog not because of training or tasking but because her need is so high and she is just completely incapable of doing anything without the dog in her arms.

Anyway I think of her any time someone says "but you can walk through the door". There's nothing wrong with her legs so in theory sure she could. But often she *can't*, not because of anything physical, but because she is very severely mentally ill.

[ed-recovery-affirmations]

I just made myself a cup of a new tea, one from a set that a friend sent me. I was super curious to try it with and without milk in it, so after I take a sip without, I'm going to add milk to my tea.

That may seem like such an inane little story to post on a blog, unless you have an eating disorder. I'm sure many of you know what a big deal milk in tea can be, and what an important act of self-love it is.

It was poured into many of our ears, approaching teenhood in the mid-2000's, not to "drink our calories." For those of us whose restriction was weight-based, many of us practiced filling ourselves with water, with our coffee black and unsweetened whether that was how we liked it or not, and with tea that never contained milk.

Like many people who've struggled with binge eating and with restriction, I struggle with creating anxiety-inducing rules about when is okay to eat, especially if I'm between meals and worrying if I should allow myself a snack, or if it's okay to quench my thirst with anything other than water. This is especially true between meals. For some reason my brain has accepted the "extra" caloric intake as part of a meal, but still balks at the idea of introducing these things independently into non-meal parts of the day. I would like to note that my chronic illness and my body's reaction to food has also influenced this weird relationship between me and my favorite treats, such as a piece of candy, or a beverage that might happen to contain a greater-than-zero calorie count.

But tonight, before bed, I want to try this tea. And it sounds like one that'd be super tasty with milk, as it has cocoa powder and vanilla in the blend. So I let my tea cool in the room with me as I type this, telling myself that I can get up and go back for milk after I taste it.

Now I have gone to the kitchen.

Now I have poured in a splash of milk and tasted. It's soy milk, as regular milk sometimes hurts my stomach and I don't want my sleep to be disrupted. Due to my chronic illness, this is still something I have to think about, and I'll be honest, I hate it. Things like this make it so hard to tell myself I can let go of my food fears, because my brain knows that some of my food fears will turn out to have validity, and so what if they all do?

Now I have poured in another splash. Tasted.

Now I have poured in a third, much larger splash. Tasted.

Oh, this is it. This tea tastes like a warm dessert. But now it's too cool, so I need to microwave it back to its best heat. I used to not want to microwave my food. As a teen I heard a hippie say that microwaves destroy the nutrients in your food because the radiation breaks down their molecular structure. This is absolutely false. In fact, it's been disproven that microwaves break down nutrients any more than other methods of heating food, but for a long time I believed it. And even after I learned the truth, I still found it hard to convince myself it was okay to use microwaves for a very long time.

I have just finished my tea in my room. I took the time to identify that I wanted it. I took the time to truly taste it in several different ways, consider how I felt I wanted it and bring it to those specifications. It wasn't planned for any specific time or day, but I agreed to give myself this the way I wanted it anyway. I've been drinking my coffee with milk every morning, too. I actually like black coffee, but I like it better with milk. And I give myself things throughout the day that I enjoy, to enhance my experience of my existence. Life is hard, and it's okay to allow yourself, to the fullest extent you can, the small joys that bring you through the day.

I wanted to share this with you. I hope you don't feel the crushing weight of morality when staring at a bottle of regular soda and the sugar-free, when you wake up with your morning coffee, when your self-care regimen includes a cup of tea. I hope you practice actively giving yourself the love you need this week. And I hope you give it to yourself exactly the way you need it.

#recovery diaries #ed recovery #restriction recovery #self care #food cw #long post

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for refusing to eat my family's food?

btw tw for child illness below:

i (15nb) hate cheese. when i say hate, it's a knee-jerk gag reflex response. when i was four or five, i was really ill after eating cheese. maybe it wasn't connected, but the experience of getting severe food poisoning as an already very ill child (long story. bad immune system. many near death experiences) was not a pleasant one. furthermore, i'm autistic, so i struggle with sensory issues and can't eat many foods because of texture reasons. i'm definitely a picky eater, and that alongside the cheese thing has really annoyed my family over the years.

basically, i won't go near cheese. won't eat it, won't even go down the aisle of the shops that sells it. it makes me feel sick. the smell, the texture. i just can't. i haven't eaten it for ten years. sometimes, i eat a little if i feel like it, like i can just about stomach smoked cheese IF I CHOOSE TO EAT IT.

my family all love cheese. they have a cheese board at every meal. sometimes i can't bear to sit with them at the table because of the cheese, but they say i'm overreacting and refuse to get rid of it or eat the cheese elsewhere, since it's their meal as well as mine. and i completely understand that. until recently, they've respected my wishes and made me cheese-free versions of their cheesy meals. they still want me to eat cheese, saying that i'm really limiting my diet (i'm not) and that it's just a phase (two thirds of my life?) but i can kind of put up with that kind of pressure. it's not a big deal for me.

anyway, every week we have a family dinner, all of us together. my family made tacos. i was really pleased, since my family refuse to eat anything 'foreign' due to their hate of anything they deem 'foreign'. also, it was spicy, and i love spice but they hate it. then, at the end of the dinner, they confessed that they had put cheese in the meal to prove that i 'could eat it'. the spice was there to hide the flavour. they were all conspiring to do this for ages to 'make me grow up' and 'realise that cheese isn't bad'.

i feel really betrayed. i feel like they betrayed my trust. i've told them so many times cheese makes me feel ill. i told them that i wouldn't eat any more food they cook me since i can't trust them, and they got really angry and said that i was overreacting and being ungrateful.

so, am i the asshole? i mean, the cheese didn't make me feel ill and i CAN eat it, and i know it's just a mental thing rather than an allergy, but i feel like they should still respect my wishes. i'm probably overreacting, but i just feel like i can't trust what they say any more, since they've lied over something that's kinda important to me.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[bluewhitehues]

Hug | Kim Mingyu

Summary: You secretly like your bestfriend chan,he has no idea and sets you up on a blind date with his friend and hyung Mingyu.

Genre: Angst? (Little bit), comfort, strangers to lovers, fluff

Pairing : Idol Kim Mingyu × (f) reader

Part 9

It's been almost a month since you both started dating. And it's been so good this far. You've gotten very much cozy with each other. Dates, meet ups,spending time with each other any chance you get. You both make sure to make time for each other,to meet each other as much as possible, somedays are so hectic so you've to settle for calls or videocalls. Mostly you go to each others apartment, where either he cooks for you or you cook for him.

This time you're the one who's cooking and he keeps interrupting you because being the gentleman he's he can't let you do everything alone.

"Babe come onnn don't do everything on your own, let me help you,you know I like cooking anyway ..." He whines wondering near you in the kitchen.

"Yeah exactly and you need to be pampered as well you can't always do things for me, you've to let me do them for you as well." you say looking at him shrugging.

He pouts,"But I don't want you to do it alone, I'll cut these for you, lemme do atleast that." He says coming towards you,taking the veggies from your hold.

"Ok fine just this much and after that you've to go and sit there" you say pointing at the dining table across the kitchen counter.

"Okayy ma'am." He says shoving you to the side by nudging you with his side.

After he finishes that, he has a hard time keeping his promise to stay still. As you're cooking he's standing by your side, then slowly approaching to backhug you. He's hanging his head on your shoulders,arms wrapped around your waist and it's very distracting.

So you turn around in his hold looking at him in the eye and tiptoeing to smother his face with kisses while he's smiling ear to ear,hands on your hips. You pull back "this should be enough now go and wait for me, I promise I'll cuddle you later, I need to make food right now, I want it to taste good so I can feed it to you or else I will feel bad."  You whine and he chuckles at you,"wow that was a bribe?? ok ok since you promised I'm going, but I'm sure it'll taste good anyway..I love your cooking it's always good" he says placing a kiss on your cheek and going to sit back on the chair. You smile at that, he never fails to praise you or appreciate you.

Thinking about all the moments you've shared till now, all the "first" exciting experiences, There's still the most important "first" yet to happen. You are still nervous about kissing, you want to so bad but it's just hard,you get nervous.

The first time it happened - You both were teasing each other about something,flirting in between , you both were sitting on the couch and he had enough of your teasing so he leaned over trapping you with both of his arms on armrest behind you. His eyes had a teasing glint and as nervous as you were you didn't back off either you were bold in matching his stare, when he was close enough you smiled at him mischievously, pushing him back with a hand on his chest, saying "not so easily ,work for it." But thattt was for the first time only after that he tried giving you space thinking he really needs to earn it coz damn you're one kind of a woman and you were definitely not easy considering how hard it was for him to get you to notice him like he wanted..so he'll gladly wait, he'll gladly work for it ,he's anyway determined on treating you like a queen. You rule his heart so it's a given for him.

The first cheek kiss- He was running late for his shoot and you were scolding him, the reason being his immense love for your hugs that he couldn't leave you and got late ...in your blabbering he had come to you, placing a shocking kiss to your cheek that you couldn't even react because he went running for the door looking back at you laughing at your dumbfounded expression, taking you out of your trance "KIM MINGYU" you exclaimed after quickly finding your voice. You heard him giggling and saying bye after closing the door behind him.

The first time he called you baby - You were munching on snacks telling him about something so animatedly, you were so invested in it and it was so damn cute so he couldn't control it when he said. "Godd You are so cute baby , you know that?"  He had said with a giggle, removing the crumbs from the side of your lips, slightly pinching your cheek. You were frozen in your place, blush blooming on your cheeks."You called me baby" you whispered more like a statement to yourself than a question to him. He smiled "I did.. do you not like it? " He asked tilting his head. And you almost scared him when you exclaimed, " WHY WOULD I NOT OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH I WAITED FOR IT AND YOU'RE MY BABY TOO!!" You threw yourself in his arms after saying that making him burst out laughing loudly. " Oh my god see you're so cuteee." He said laughing. "And I didn't know you were waiting for it or I would've said it since the day one itself." " MY SILLY BABYYYY MHMMM" he had said while squeezing you in his arms .

"And you're my big babyyyyy" you had said giggling, pulling both of his cheeks.

Today when you finish eating the dinner with Mingyu's constant praises for your cooking he again doesn't fail to appreciate you.

"I always cook for everyone and it's so nice that now I have someone who cooks for me specially." "Thank you." He says looking at you with a dreamy smile.

"You don't need to thank me baby. You deserve it. you deserve much more and I want to do everything for you." You say smiling at him.

"Stop you're gonna make me cry" he whines pulling you in a hug.

'I love you' the words echo in your mind. Your eyes widen in shock for a second then you close them with a smile.You realise it.. you love this guy right here. He's everything you've ever wished for. He's everything you've ever wanted.

It's crazy the confidence you've gained over him because you're not scared anymore, you're ready to risk it all for him and you know that he will not ever hurt you. You'll tell him what you feel the way he deserves to hear it. Right now you don't care if he's not on the same page with you on this one, you just want him to know how lovable he's and he has made you fall for him.

Your heart is beating so fast in your chest.

Little did you know he feels the exact same as you do ..may be he has felt it for a little longer than you.

When you pull back,you both are looking at each other like the world has stopped moving and it's just you two that exist.  He smiles at you nudging your nose with his , placing a little peck on your nose and forehead. And at that you're trying to tippy toe to reach his face whining to him about him being so tall. "See how can I randomly kiss you, you'll always know when I'm about to kiss you and here you keep sneaking up on me kissing me anytime you want ..I want that privilege not even kidding." 

He laughs at you "damn you're so serious about it?" He asks while laughing.

"Ofcourse I'm that's like my biggest concern ever" you say scoffing.

"Looks like I can't help you with that..but on the contrary..you just need to tell me tho I'll lean down for you or--" he lifts you up with his hands on both sides of you waist, till you're on the eye level with him.

"What do you say" he asks, the corner of his lips lifted up in a little smirk. And whenever he smirks you don't back down, you refuse to.... So you change your surprised, flustered expression and loop your arms around his neck leaning closer to him while keeping the eye contact with him, you touch your nose to his, pulling his face closer by his neck. "Hmm...this is nice." you say. You notice how his breath stutters, his gaze dropping to your lips...his hold tightening on your waist making a shiver rush down to your spine.

He sighs closing his eyes for a second and then opening them again. "So...have I still not earned it?"  He asks in a whisper. Again glancing at your lips.

You know exactly what he's saying.

You move to peck his cheek. Again pulling back to look at him. "You did baby.. it didn't even take that long ...it's just..I'm nervous." You admit with a sigh.

His expressions turn softer at that. He places you down taking your hands in his and squeezing them.

You're looking at him nervously.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier" he says.

You groan placing your face on his chest and looking up at him with a slight pout. " Because I'm stupid." You whine.

He holds your cheek in his palm shaking his head at you. " No baby you're not stupid.. whatever you feel is valid..Take your time we are not in a rush and we won't do anything that you don't want to do ok? So I want you to tell me everything, if you're nervous tell me,if you're scared tell me..how else I'm going to take care of you if I don't know what's going on inside this head of yours hmm?" He says tapping his finger at your forehead.

You sigh at him.. saying, "why you are so nice like keep this up and I might even kiss you tomorrow itself who knows." He laughs at your antics.

"You're so silly I love it." He coos at you.

"And if you love it, I love it more!!" You exclaim pulling him by his hands for a random dance out of nowhere. There's not even music but he's playing along with you giggling at your silly moves and then making you laugh at his own silly ones.

That day he prays to god again that he wants you with him for the rest of his life.

Part 10

A/N: Have fun reading hope you like it🩷🩵

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[kekeplsloveme]

You're mine

Pairing: Eren x reader

Summary: In which the reader is Armin's little sister who gets corrupted by his best friend, Eren.

Warning: Modern!AU, NSFW, MINORS DNI, posessive Eren, one death threat but not towards the reader or anything , fuckboy!Eren, unprotected sex, dom!Eren (are you surprised?), sub!reader, dirty talk, the rest you can experience yourselves ;)

Word Count: 4k lets go

A/N: wrote this at 4 am, if you see any mistakes give me a break pls

     Things have been different ever since you moved in with your brother. You do miss your parents and how they wouldn't leave you alone sometimes and you did miss having those family conversations in the living room right after you had your dinner and a crappy show on TV was playing as background noise. It's the little things that count towards the best moments in life, even if it just includes talking about nothing and watching a show that you never cared about.

     The few couple of weeks have been difficult; Armin welcomed you with open arms when you mentioned that you got accepted into the same University as he did and when he offered you a room in his apartment, you were over the moon. You have a good relationship with your brother. He's always been there for you when you needed a shoulder to cry on, always there to defend you to other kids even if he wasn't the strongest one there and would often get into fights he could never win. You loved him more than anything and he loved you just as much. Moving across the country to go to University was the thing that broke your heart the most. The day he left felt like you lost your family and your bestfriend. Sure, your parents were nice, but they didn't compare to how much you and Armin cared about each other.

      A part of why you applied to the same University as him was because of your brother. You wanted to see him again and not just a few times a year. Spending two years away from him was horrible.

     One thing that took you by surprise when you moved in with him was just how many friends he managed to make over just two years. He was part of a huge group of friends that would often hang out in his apartment since some of them either still lived with their parents or had shitty roomates that would ruin the fun. Armin was fortunate enough to have a decent internship the summer before he went to school and stuck with it, so rent was never a problem for him.

     You tried to hang out with them as well, but it was just not the same thing. You felt like they saw you as Armin's little sister instead of as your own person, so you stopped trying to become their friend. Who would want to feel tolerated and not wanted there? You never wanted to make the others feel like they must be nice to you because they like your brother, so you stopped hanging out with them whatsoever. You avoided them when they were over and that way you wouldn't just feel tolarated.  You hated that word so much.

     Just like tonight. Some of his friends were over and you stayed inside your room the entire evening. As you were typing on your laptop, you felt your stomach growl, reminding you that you need food to function. You looked at the clock that pointed to be a bit after midnight. You make your way to the door and put your ear against it, giving yourself a few seconds to listen and see if there's someone in the living room, but when there was nothing but silence, you left your room. Not like you could have been able to tell, your room is on the other side of the apartment.

      As you turned the corner to go into the living room that you needed to pass in order to get to the kitchen, you heard someone's voice. You could tell it was one of your brother's friends, but couldn't tell exactly. He is talking to someone on the phone, that much you can tell, but you waited too long to eat, so you went into the kitchen anyway. You're sure it's not that important anyway.

     "I know, I can't wait-" you heard Eren's voice as you walked inside. The moment you stepped foot into the room, he stopped talking to whoever was on the phone and excused himself under the pretext that he'd call later. It felt awkward; how he looked you up and down, how his eyes were still on you, how he followed you with his gaze as you made your way to the fridge.

     Eren was the one friend that you just couldn't stand. There was something about him that made you feel insecure and like he was trying to dominate the air in every room he was in. He was much taller than you were and you couldn't help but notice the fact that he liked to work out by how his arms looked and how much he liked to show it to everyone. And, God, did he like to tease you. You didn't need to hear it from anyone, but you knew just what a fuckboy Eren was. You could just take one look at him and know, he just gave off the vibe that he fucks everything that moves and you being his friend's little sister, were the perfect target for his teasing. Him being over all the fucking time didn't help your situation either.

     "You're up late," he said to you, but all you did was open the fridge and pour yourself a glass of orange juice. Suddenly, you lost your appetite. "Don't ignore me, little siren," you heard his voice behind you, not close enough to touch you, but close enough to give off that same intimidating feeling.

     "Where's Armin?" you changed the subject. You turned around to face him, holding the glass of orange juice in your hand, but he took it from you before you could even have a sip.

      "What, you're scared you're alone with me?" he drank from the glass and poured the rest in the sink. What a dick. When you didn't answer him, he continued. "Afraid he's driving his little girlfriend Annie home," he leaned on the counter as he spoke to you. You couldn't help yourself from looking at his arms. He worked out today, it was obvious by how good-  by how his lower arms looked. The veins on his arms were the obvious sign.

      "Why did you not go with them, then?" you crossed your arms over your chest in an attempt to give off a confident feel, but you couldn't compare to him.

     "Relax, princess, he's on his way back," Eren got a few steps closer to you. Your back was against the wall next to the fridge, which you pressed even harder into it as he got closer and close to you. It was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing to you and he enjoyed every moment of it. "This necklace," he pointed out, gently grabbing the silver jewelry around your neck. "So pretty," he let go of it and brushed the side of your neck with his fingers and thumb on the other side.

     You couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach as he was teasing you like this, pushing the boundaries and pushing you at the same time. He finally pressed his hand into your neck, a gentle squeeze. Not hard enough to stop you from breathing, but hard enough to feel good. "Do you like my hand around your throat?" he whispered in your ear, pressing his chest on yours, pinning you against the wall with his hand and body. "You're so quiet, don't have anything to say to save yourself?"

     You gasped quietly, secretly, but not so subtly loving whatever Eren was doing with you right now. You avoided eye contact with him, you didn't want to see that stupid look on his face right now. He brushed yoru jaw with his thumb and moved his hand further up your face. "Look at me," he ordered you as he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, forcing you to go through the painful process of making eye contact with him as he was melting your brain. He's never went so far before, but you knew that with your reaction to all of this, he won't be stopping any time soon. "You're so pathetic," he whispered to you, a smirk forming on his face. "You just like to be talked down on, don't you?" He shook your head, puckering your lips by the way he was holding your face now. "Not a thought inside that head, other than getting fu-" Eren was interrupted by the sound of the front door being unlocked. That same smirk he had got even bigger. He let go of your face, but leaned down to whisper in your ear. "I thought you were like that, but fuck," he chuckled, "I had no idea Armin's little sister was such a submissive little slut." He put distance between you and himself, just as Armin turned the corner to come inside the kitchen.

     He took one look at you, one look at Eren and then another at you. "Is everything okay?" he asks us, but neither me or Eren answer, both for different reasons. "Because each time you two are in the same room, you rip each other's heads off so it's hard to believe you're getting along."

     "Nope, we're good," Eren steps in to answer. "Right, princess? Tell your brother we're fine." Even in front of your brother he can't help himself, but you can't lie and say that Eren talking to you like this doesn't turn you on at all.

     "Yeah, we're fine," you answer Armin, but you were looking at Eren. Eren smiled at you and turned to leave the Kitchen, grabbing your brother as well. At least he got you out of this embarrassing situation.

     The moment you get back to your room, you close your door and press your back on it, allowing yourself to fall to the ground. "What the fuck..." you whisper to yourself, disbelief washing over you, a wave of shame and embarrassment overcoming you as you play what happened between you and Eren on a loop in your head. It was hot, like really hot, and the way he talked to you... You were starting to understand why so many girls want to fuck him, he definitely knows what he's doing. But one thing he told you stands out in particular. How you're submissive. You've had boyfriends before, but none of them any dominant tendancies, so the idea of you being submissive never occurred to you. What was Eren going to do about this now? Is he still going to tease you or did things get worse?

***

     A couple of weeks went by since you saw Eren. Saying that you were doing your best to avoid him was an understatment, but you know that it didn't matter how much you wanted to avoid him at all costs, he is still your brother's friend and he'd still come hang out with him here. Just like today.

     Every few weeks they gather here at your brother's and throw a small party, just enough for them and not anyone else outside the group. It's more like a group hangout with music, alcohol and weed, rather than a party. Normally, you'd say hi to everyone when they got here just to be nice, grab a drink and go back to your room, but you didn't step foot outside your door at all. They've been here for a couple of hours already, and boredome did start to get the best of you. You still can't decide if you were bored because you were all alone in your room or because you wanted to see Eren again, but you tried not to think about that too much.

     As you opened your bedroom door to finally step out, you bumped right into Eren's chest who was about to open your door. You looked up at him, the smell of alcohol and weed fresh on him, it was intoxicating, but you wanted more. "Eren," you said almost as a whisper, feeling your breath get stuck in your chest. Now you know, you definitely were bored because of him.

     "Hey there, little siren," he answered you, placing his hands on your shoulders and moving you backwards, away from the door so he can step in. "You've been avoiding me." Eren pointed out and closed the door with his leg, briefly taking his hand off of you so he can lock the door. Seeing him do that made you feel nervous, but also sent butterflies in your stomach. "Tell me why."

     That same intimidating feeling got to you again. He was so demanding, but also it was so hot to be bossed around by him like this. When you hesitated to answer, he turned you around so your back was against the door. "When I talk to you, " he said as he wrapped his fingers around your throat again, but this time he wasn't as careful as last time. "You answer me," he continued, tightening his grip on your neck. The first time he did it felt like he was just testing the waters, seeing how far I let him play with me, but this time he's taking what he wants. It was hard to breathe, but you loved it. Loved the control he had over you and loved how he made you submit just by existing, how he didn't need to do anything to you to prove just how easily he can mess with your mind. "So answer me. Why were you avoiding me?"

     The look on his face was pure lust. You knew exactly why he came to your room and it was definitely not to just have a chat. "You noticed I was," you answered him, even if it wasn't the answer he was looking for.

     Eren chuckled and let go of your neck, moving his fingers inside your hair. He gripped a fistful of your hair at the base of you scalp, getting a good grip on it without making it hurt too much  for you. "Yeah, I fucking noticed," he answered you as he tilted your head to the side, leaving your neck fully exposed to him. He pressed his lip on it -  one small kiss here, another one there, until he was sucking on one spot right below your ear. You felt your knees go weak, the pleasure from just kissing your neck was overwhelming you, but your neck has always been your most sensitive spot.

     "Eren, stop," you make a pathetic attempt at pushing him off, but all he did was grab your wrist and slam it above your head, now his lips on a different spot on your neck. "Eren, please, don't leave any marks, Armin will know." You sucked a breath in, almost losing control over how he laughed against your skin.

     "You sound so good when you beg, princess," he said to you, brushing his thumb over the two hickeys he left on your neck. "I'll mark you if I want, got it?" He informed you, a smile making its way on his face. "You tried so hard to avoid me just to let me do whatever I want to you now, huh?" He let go of your hair and grabbed your other wrist, putting it against the first one. "You've been thinking about me."

     "Think about you?" you let out a little laugh, but Eren saw right through it. "Please, don't be so full of yourself," you continued, this false act of confidence not even coming across as half believable.

     "I've been thinking about you," he said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. His right hand started roaming on your body. "How obedient and what a good girl you were for me that night," he moved his hand to your lower back, pulling you in closer to his body. "It's so hard to find such a submissive slut, you know that?" he let go of your wrists and dragged you to your desk, pushing the books and notebooks from it on the ground. "On the desk, now."

     You followed his orders in a heartbeat, taking a seat on your desk in front of him. "Have you really been thinking about me?" you ask him in a shy and quiet tone. Your cheeks were blushing a bright pink colour and you could feel just how wet you were. Eren was driving you insane and you couldn't help but fall deeper in the hole he dug for you.

     Eren grabbed your thighs and pulled you in closer to him, your ass right on the edge of the desk as he took a seat on your chair, right in front of you. "Fuck, you were the only thing o my mind, little siren," he pulled of your shorts, but leaving your panties on for you. "The way you were looking at me when my hand was around your throat," he rubbed your inner thigh, spreading your legs in the process. "How good it will feel when I finally get my hands on you and ruin you," he looked up at you and smirked. "How sweet you must taste," Eren grabbed your panties and threw them on the ground. The next thing you know, his tongue was pressed flat against your clit and he was holding you in place by having a strong grip on your thighs.

     He was talented with his mouth in ways you couldn't even describe. His tongue was working magic on your clit and two of his fingers were rubbing all the right spots inside your pussy. "Ah- fuck, Eren," you moaned out and ran your fingers through his hair to hold onto for support. You  started grinding your hips into his mouth, feeling yourself reach your orgasm. It's been so long since you've done this with someone and with how much Eren's been teasing you and the weeks of torment are a recipe for not lasting long at all.

     "Eren, please, " you whines, your mind starting to become fuzzy with pleasure. "I'm so close, please let me cum," your fingers were holding onto his hair like it was the only thing that can keep you alive. "Ah, Eren," you couldn't help yourself from moaning his name, it was just rolling off your tongue and the only thing on your mind. "Ah, please, please, I'm gonna-"

      Your high was cut short before it even happened. The moment those words left your mouth, Eren detached himself from your pussy and got up from the chair. You felt dizzy, you were right there, right there  and he just took it all from you. Your eyes got full of tears, not because you were sad, but because of the sheer amount of pleasure that was ripped away from you, your body doesn't seem to comprehend what you just went through. "Eren..." you spoke out in a shaky voice.

     "As hot as it was hearing you moan my name, " Eren said to you as he wiped his mouth and chin on his t-shirt. "You're not cumming anywhere other than my cock, got it?" You nodded your head and accepted it. All you wanted right now was to please him and nothing else.

     Eren picked you up like you weighted nothing and threw you on your bed. He was so strong, you didn't need to move a muscle in order for him to get whatever he wanted.

     "If I ever see you with anyone else," he started speaking to you as he took his shirt off and threw it on the ground, "I'll kill him." Those words sent butterflies to your stomach. You've never had someone say that to you, but you also didn't know what Eren was capable of. The unknown factor of this whole thing made things so much hotter for you.

     "I'm not yours, Eren," you answered him, pushing that posessivness of his even further. "I'm not your girlfriend and you didn't even kiss me," You ran your hands on his arms, feeling his muscles under your touch.

     "Is that how it works?" Before you could answer, Eren slammed his lips on yours, sealing the deal with a kiss just like you said. He was passionate and agressive, taking control of the kiss without hesitation and you letting him have control without fighting back.  "There," he said, grabbing your cheeks again and holding your face still. "You're fucking mine, little siren," he smirked, enjoying the sheer amount of lust in your eyes, all that lust only for him. "The moment you cum around my cock then I'll own you," you heard his belt buckling and his trousers hitting the floor.

     He grabbed his dick and rubbed it on your pussy, coating it in your juices and his silava. You could feel just how big he was with him rubbing himself on you. "Eren..." You said as you grabbed his arm.

     "I know baby," he reassured you, "I know I'm big, but you'll take it as a good girl, right?" He positioned his tip to your entrace, not pushing it in yet. "I'll make it fit, I'll make you scream for God," he pushed in the tip, getting the head in only. You were so wet and warm around him, you wrapped around his cock so good, it took a lot of effort not to cum inside of you in that moment.

     He started moving inside of you slowly, giving you a few minutes to get used to his size, but the moment that you started moaning instead of hissing and grunting in pain, there was no going back. He set up a fast and hard pace, knocking all your thoughts out of your head. You just felt so good, so warm, so wet, so tight. You wrapped around him like a glove, the pleasure was overwhelming both of you. The only things that could be heard in the room was the sound of the skin slapping against each other and both of you moaning, especially Eren. You never took him as the vocal one, but how would you be able to know any better? His moans sounded so sweet and  filled with pleasure. He was so loud, letting himself fall into all the pleasure he was feeling, allowing you to know just how good your body makes him feel, how he claimed you as his own and held to his words.

     "Eren," you moaned his name again, getting his attention to you.

     "Yeah, baby?" he answered you, picking up the pace he set earlier. His movements were erratic and desperate, he was chasing his high just as hard as you were chasing yours. When he noticed you couldn't form any sentence without mumbling and moaning, he knew exactly what you wanted to say. "You're gonna cum around my dick, baby?" he moved his left hand to your clit, rubbing it in order to help you go over the edge. "Let it go baby, i got you," he reassured you, whispering in your ear in between his moans and grunts of pleasure. "I got you," he repeated, feeling himself get to the edge.

     The next thing you know, your body felt like it was going to explode from the overwhelming amount of pleasure Eren gave you. The room was spinning and you felt as tears rolled down your cheeks. It all was so much, more than you've ever felt with any other partner you've ever had before. The moment you were done chasing your high, Eren did a few more thrusts before getting himself in as deep as he could as he also let go and chased his high. Your hands were on his cheeks, holding him as his  knees buckled, the pleasure overwhelming him as well.

     "So are we together now?"

     Eren looked at you and started laughing, pulling out from inside of you with a sharp breath. "Yes, princess. We are."

#aot x reader #aot x female reader #aot modern au #aot smut #aot x you #eren x reader #eren jager smut #eren smut #eren jeager x reader

[tbyfandoms]

Flowers | Austin Butler x Reader

Pairing: austin butler x f!reader

Word Count: 3k

Summary: after making a quick run to the store, austin comes home with a surprise for his favorite girl in the world (requested)

Warnings: none

Masterlist/Request Form | Ask/Tell/Request

A/N: I swear it takes the bare minimum for me to go off in delulu land and create a whole scenario of some cute domestic ish about one of my faves lmao! thank you to the anon who requested I write this, you truly fed into my fantasies and I appreciate the excitement. I know it’s been a while since I’ve uploaded a fic so I figured I’d finally try to sit down and write something quick and get it out for the last day of austin’s birth month! I hope you guys enjoy sentimental aus and the dash of horndoginess I threw in there. after finding out about a certain *ehem* tidbit, I saw an opportunity to include the fact austin is an ass man-ANYWAYS! as always lmk what you think! <3

also important side-note! for right now I think I am going to hold off on accepting any new requests for a while. I have quite a few backed up in my ask box that I really wanna get out for the people who sent them in and are patiently waiting! I can’t stop ya’ll from sending things in, but please know that at the moment the requests I have on my currently writing page are my current priorities and it might be a while until I get to yours!

“God, there’s literally nothing on,” you grumble after skipping past yet another movie preview on Netflix.

It’s both yours and Austin’s first off day together in such a long time and all you want to do is cuddle and watch a good film, but it’s like nothing is catching your attention, and at this point you kinda just want to rewatch a comfort film and call it a day. You doubt Austin will put up much of a fight.

The blonde did leave you in charge of finding something to watch while he went off to gather snacks, so he can’t complain too much if you two end up watching a movie you’ve both seen a hundred times, right?

While an idea starts to form in your mind and you quickly scroll to the search bar, soft footsteps from the kitchen make their way to you.

“Baby, I’m headin’ out the store really quick, I just need to pick up a few things before we get started. D’you need anything?”

Your boyfriend’s voice immediately takes your attention away from the black and red screen you’ve been staring at for the past ten minutes. Needless to say the interruption and new view is much appreciated. You swear to yourself that Austin could walk out of a place wearing just a trash bag and he’d still be the most beautiful man you’ve ever laid eyes on.

He looks so soft and cuddly in his cotton shirt and track pants that it makes you sad at the idea you’ll have to wait even longer now to wrap yourself in his arms.

“Did we eat all the snacks again already? I swear neither one of us is home enough to go through food that quickly and yet somehow we always do,” you say as you shake your head lightly.

Austin’s soft chuckle drifts through the air. “It blows my mind too, sweetheart.” The actor moves closer to the front door and begins to put his shoes on—grey and black Adidas with the white stripes, his latest favorites. “I mean we have stuff but I wanna get you some of those candies you like to have when we go to the movies, I figured we could really make it our own little film experience, y’know?”

You scrunch your nose in fondness at the sentiment and get up off the couch to meet your boyfriend at the door. He grabs one of his many baseball caps and settles it atop his blonde waves. You notice how thick Austin’s hair is getting, the hat sliding snuggly over his head.

“Awh, Aus, I’d love that, that sounds amazing,” you grin, stepping forward and wrapping your arms around his neck. “Now, tell me, how would you feel about me picking a certain favorite Gosling film for our movie?”

You grin cheekily at Austin, seeing the flicker of realization in his eyes as he understands exactly which film you’re referencing. Between the two of you, there really is no other Ryan Gosling film it could be besides—you guessed it—The Notebook.

“You’re really gonna make me cry on my day off?” The blonde teases and you roll your eyes jokingly in response. After you and Austin started dating, it didn’t take long for the two of you to go in depth about your favorite films—I mean, it was only fitting—and it was only then did you discover his love for The Notebook. Although written off as a typical, cheesy romance film, it’s so much more than that and Austin was one of the only people to see it as such. The both of you talked for ages about it and no matter how dumb it sounds, that conversation—among many other things—convinced you wholeheartedly that Austin was the man of your dreams. It’s been years since your relationship with Austin started and that film is still one of you forever favorites. You and Austin make sure to rewatch it together at least once a year, tears and choked back sobs included.

“C’mon, baby, you know you want to! It’s about time for our rewatch anyways! I’ll be there the whole time to console you during all the sad parts, and then you’ll be there to console me right after that! I’ll even bring the tissues,” you laugh.

Austin shakes his head and because of your closeness to him you can feel his chest rumble as he laughs along with you. It’s an odd thing to find comfort it and yet you do.

“Fine but only because I love that film—and you—so much. I mean crying in my girl’s arms over a Gosling movie sounds like a day well spent to me anyways.”

The blonde inches closer and rubs his nose against yours, grinning broadly at your giggles that ensue. He swears if he could bottle up that sound and keep it forever, he would.

“Alright, I’m goin’,” Austin says as he steps back and begins to open the door. “You didn’t answer earlier, did you need anything from the store?”

Shaking your head, you respond, “Nope. All I need is for you to come home to me as soon as possible so I can wrap myself in your arms and cry over Noah and Allie with you.”

You’re met with that thousand watt smile again and you can’t help but to return it. “I promise I’ll hurry back, I wouldn’t miss that for the world.”

Before Austin steps fully out the door, he stops and turns back towards you, reaching out his hand to cup your cheek and connect his lips with yours.

The kiss is soft and sweet and the second Austin pulls away you want more than anything for him to kiss you again.

“I love you,” he says before sneaking in another quick kiss, this time on your cheek, and then proceeding out the front door.

The lock clicks into place and as you stand there in the hall, the only audible sound being Austin’s car pulling out of the driveway, you sigh and reach your fingers up towards your lips. It doesn’t matter how long you and Austin have been dating, the whimsical and electric state he leaves you in after each time he kisses you will never, ever get old.

*****

It’s probably only been about fifteen to twenty minutes since Austin left when you hear keys jangling in the door knob.

You figured it wouldn’t take him long considering the store you always go to is right down the street, but the time apart was still long enough for you, so you leap off the couch and hurry to meet your boyfriend as he walks through the front door.

Instantly you notice the small plastic bag Austin’s holding in his hand that he used to open the door. You can already see the wrappings of all your favorite treats peaking through the top and that alone gets you excited. So excited, in fact, that you don’t even notice the way Austin’s holding his other hand behind his back.

The blonde holds out the plastic bag towards you and you squeal in excitement as you begin to dig around in it. “Ah, no way! They actually had them this time!? When I went last they were sold out.” As you grab at one of your favorite snacks, you watch as Austin angles himself awkwardly to try and close the door. It’s like he doesn’t want to turn his back towards you and it’s at this time that you notice he’s holding something out of your line of sight.

“Austin what are you doing?” You giggle, quirking your eyebrow at the way he stands there with a mischievous, yet fond smile on his face. You hear a distinct crinkling sound and you know it’s not from your own bag. “What d’you got there?”

“After I grabbed all our snacks and was headin’ up to the register, I passed a display and saw these.” Your boyfriend brings the hidden object from behind his back and you gasp at the sight of it. “They reminded me of you so I got ‘em for you. Pretty flowers for a pretty girl.”

Austin hands you the bouquet and your eyes instantly well with tears. They’re the most stunning blush colored roses you’ve ever seen and they smell absolutely incredible. There’s a small card sticking out of the side of them and as you read the words written in Austin’s handwriting, your heart swells with adoration.

For my favorite girl

Love, Austin

“Aus,” you whisper, not trusting your voice to withstand anything else. “They’re beautiful. Thank you so much. You didn’t have to do that.”

The actor can tell how emotional you are right now, can tell how much this means to you. He’d do anything to let you know how much you mean to him, to let you know how much he loves you. He’d buy you flowers every single day if it meant he’d get to see that look on your face. That look where your eyes get real big and sparkly and your smile is so wide it makes your eyelids crinkle at the corners. That look that makes Austin want to give you the world.

Careful not to smash the bouquet held delicately in your hands (the bag of snacks now laying on the floor), Austin reaches out and hugs you with one arm, planting a soft kiss on the side of your head. “I know I didn’t have to, sweetheart, but I wanted to. I love you so much and you deserve to be appreciated.”

With the right words to say completely escaping you, you do the next best thing and instantly close the gap between you and the man standing in front of you. One of Austin’s hands finds its place on your lower back, pushing you closer to him, and your own hand without the bouquet in it finds its way to the nape of his neck—fingers twisting in those thick waves you took notice of earlier.

“I love you so much more, Austin Butler,” you breathe out as you break apart from your boyfriend’s soft lips.

“Mmm, whatever you say, baby,” he mumbles against your mouth as he goes in for yet another kiss. You nearly drop your flowers as you get caught up in Austin again, so you break apart before you can do any real damage to them.

“As much as I’m enjoying this right now, I need it to stop for like five seconds before I completely lose myself in you and ruin this gorgeous bouquet,” you giggle, before reluctantly taking a step back from your boyfriend in order to go find a vase in the kitchen to set the flowers in.

“Would that really be such a bad thing?” Austin calls after you. It doesn’t take long for him to meet up with you in the kitchen, his tall figure leaning casually against the doorframe. “I think having rose petals all over the floor would actually be quite romantic. It’d really…set the mood.”

In between spreading out the roses in the vase you found, you glance up at Austin and can see the way his eyes have clouded over just slightly. His intent and emphasis on the last few words of his sentence become abundantly clear, and you try to fight the heat you feel rising up your neck.

Making your way around the kitchen island, you stop in front of your boyfriend and lean lightly into his chest, your hands basking in the warmth radiating through Austin’s white shirt. “You do realize it is your birthday month, right, Aus? Why am I the one getting all the special treatment?”

There’s a soft smirk playing on your lips and you revel in the way Austin tilts his head to the side, his own smirk quirking up at the corner of his mouth. “Who’s to say I’m not getting my own type of special treatment? Looking after my girl and seeing her happy sounds like a pretty nice birthday gift to me.”

Burying your face in Austin’s chest, you barely contain the squeal threatening to spill out of you over the actor’s words. This man somehow always knows the right thing to say to make you melt. “You’re such a heartthrob you know that?”

“I am a man of many talents,” Austin beams. The two of you laugh and you push lightly on his chest to get him to move back towards the living room.

“C’mon, think of the snacks waiting for us! I won’t let your incredibly smooth sweet talking make us miss out on our plan for an at home film experience!” No matter how tempting, you think.

“Trust me, sweetheart, I am thinking about my snack. Mine just isn’t in that little bag you got there.” As you bend down to pick up the plastic bag you haphazardly threw to the side at the reveal of your surprise flowers, Austin comes up behind you and lightly smacks your ass, causing you to let out a sharp gasp.

Jolting upright, you fake annoyance and watch as your boyfriend turns towards you and holds up his hands in innocence. You reach into the bag and throw one of the packets of candy at him. The blonde winks at you as he catches it with ease and then plops down on the couch.

“You’re right though, I did say I wouldn’t miss this for the world, and I am also a man of my word. So c’mon, Ryan’s waiting for us,” Austin grins as he pats the spot next to him on the couch.

Unable to keep up your feigned irritation, you let the smile that’s twitching at the corner of your lips break through as you hurry over to Austin. No matter what happens, you’d never turn down an open invitation from the man you love with all your heart.

Cuddling up to Austin’s side you sigh in the satisfaction of finally getting to relax with him. Sure you two are able to see each other relatively often considering the fact you live together, but it’s rare when you get to just sit together and do absolutely nothing besides enjoy each other’s company. No cameras, no expectations, just you and him.

If anyone were to ask you, you’d say that’s what you’d call pure heaven.

As Austin presses play on the movie and the opening credits begin to roll, you watch as he rips open the bag of candy you threw at him. You take in how he eats one and then sets it aside, beginning to set up the rest of the treats he purchased for you. The reality of it all settles in as it does every so often and you feel a tiny squeeze in your chest as you take it in.

Having someone love you so deeply, having someone who knows practically every part of you from your favorite types of candy to what flowers you would like, having someone who sees your happiness as enough satisfaction for them and truly mean it, is just incredibly unbelievable.

You wonder practically every day how in the world you were lucky enough to find someone like that. To find someone who you love wholeheartedly and who loves you just the same, if not more. The material things—the flowers, the candy—are nice, but nothing beats the feeling you get when you’re with Austin, and you thank your lucky stars that the universe brought him to you. You truly don’t know where you’d be, who you’d be, without him.

“Austin,” you start, looking into his clear blue eyes as he turns towards you, a soft smile already adorning his lips as he catches sight of you. “Thank you for…”

You can’t even begin to think of where to start. You’re sat here looking at this man that’s staring at you with such a fond, loving expression and it’s like words won’t even dare try to form in your mind in a way that would express everything you feel for him. There aren’t enough of them, there aren’t any right ones.

“For what, sweetheart?” Austin whispers as he reaches out and tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear, the warmth from his fingertips leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

“For the…flowers,” you say before letting out an airy laugh. “For the candy, for staying in with me and letting me coerce you into watching this movie for the thousandth time, for just being you, and a million other things I don’t think I’ll ever have the right words to express.”

“You don’t have to thank me for any of that, my love, but you’re welcome anyways. I do it all because I want to, there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you just like I know there isn’t anything you wouldn’t do for me. I hope you know how much I appreciate you. I love you.” Austin leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead before pulling you even closer to his side, wanting nothing but to have you wrapped in his arms.

As your boyfriend turns his attention back to the movie and begins to rub his hand soothingly up and down your back, you feel a sense of content wash over you. When you’re with Austin, it feels like no matter what happens, as long as you have each other, everything will be okay. Nothing is certain, but you’d bet everything you’ve got that this love is.

“I love you too, Aus.”

#austin butler x reader #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler imagine #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fic #austin butler fluff #austin butler #requested

[cinnamon-girl-writes]

clingy!higuruma headcanons

by @cinnamon-girl-writes

higuruma x reader, fluff, see also: higuruma with a clingy s/o

i know this isn't related to the request but i need to let y'all know because it's been floating around in my brain for weeks now. 

hiromi is extremely inept when it comes to technology. he types on the computer with one finger and doesn't even have a cell phone

he owns a sparkly pink flip phone, it's true he told me himself

jk he owns an iphone 6 with the same generic black case he's had since he bought it

anyways back on topic, if he's the one that's clingy, oh boy

this man works a 9-5 job but he's texting you every hour of the day

his texts are sweet and domestic: 'what are you having for lunch?' 'what are you wearing today?' most of them at least..... [1 image attached]

on my last higuruma headcanons post i said he's an excellent cook and that's still true btw

if you have an office job, best believe he's bringing you homemade meals during your lunch break whenerv he can

speaking of lunch breaks, he tries to schedule his to be at the same time as yours so he can visit you or vice versa

his office is basically tailored to you at this point: pictures of you framed and hung up on the walls, your favorite foods heavily stocked in his desk drawers, your coziest blanket folded neatly in the corner (a gift from him for your birthday last year)

if you can't take lunch breaks together for whatever reason due to your job, Hiromi will pack your lunches ahead of time at the beginning of the week like he's so obsessed with you (in his housewife era)

even if you went shopping for yourself, he always carries in the groceries for you

obsessed with giving jewelry as gifts, espacially for important days like anniversaries

in his eyes, it's a token to how much he loves you and your devotion to him (and he loves to take it off also)

a copper chain necklace with a diamond pendant for your 4th anniversary, a silver bracelet with his initials inscribed on the inside for only you to see

luckily this man has a high paying job or he'd be broke asf

of course, his favorite part of the day is coming home to you. (he's the little spoon btw)

he takes dinners with you as an opportunity to cook you new dishes and experiment a little himself

if you're not japanese, he'd try to learn dishes from your culture to make (!!!!!!!!)

bonus points when he surprises you with them after you've had a long hard day

he's an expert cook but i can just imagine him severely fucking up biscuits and gravy or something (cue "I THOUGHT IT WAS SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE THAT????")

#higuruma x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen higuruma #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #higuruma hiromi #jjk higuruma

[starlightandfairies]

Lonely Nights ~Enzo St. John~

Description: Reader experiences many lonely nights and Enzo is finally the person to be the desired comfort.

Warnings: she/her pronouns, fluff, angst, mentions of drinking

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1,581

First Person's POV

Sitting in the small apartment that I owned, alone for another night as Team Save Elena worked their little butts off to accomplish rescuing her from her stupidity and be her babysitter yet again. I had grown astray from them, and when I finally realised that Elena was far more important than everyone else, I couldn't allow myself to be near that and by doing so I lost the majority of my friends. 

A rhythmic knock filled my ears; alerting me to the door, hesitantly I approached the door, glanced through the peephole and instantly became confused seeing Enzo standing on the other side. I could trust Enzo, he was a good man despite what Stefan echoed repeatedly on a loop saying that he wasn't. 

"Lorenzo." I smiled, opened the door and invited him in. 

"Hello, gorgeous." He whispered, with a smirk growing across his lips, stepping inside my apartment and waited for my attention as I closed the door and proceeded to lock it. 

"What can I do for you, Lorenzo?" I smiled, glancing down to the basket in his hands, raising an eyebrow as he handed it me and shrugged his jacket off, placing it neatly on the couch. 

"I figured since you have been shunned by everyone... what is it that you call it?" 

"Team save Elena." His chuckle was gorgeous to listen to, the vampire gestured to my couch and sat down beside me once I took my seat. 

"Right, Team save Elena. Anyway, seeing as those bastards left you alone because you realised what none of them could I thought you could have some company and I've noticed just how joyful you seem when we are together." 

"Don't get too cocky... but thank you. It really means a lot to me, thank you." He brought me to his side, his cologne tickling my nostrils as he rested a soft but chaste kiss on the side of my forehead. 

"Anything for you, gorgeous." 

The silence between the two of us lingered for a moment; it was comforting, heartfelt and peaceful. The kind of silence that an elderly couple would share after many happy years together, Enzo was good to me and having that goodness in my life from someone who actually cared- I cannot begin to describe just how perfect it was in my eyes. 

"So, I figured you and I could watch some films, eat some popcorn and whatever else I threw together in that package for you. What do you say?" The idea of having a movie night was delightful, being able to be a normal person with someone who I wish could be my boyfriend. 

"That's lovely, Lorenzo." 

"Please, Y/N, call me Enzo. I don't know how many times I have to ask this. I'll go get the popcorn cooking and set up the rest of the snacks. You pick something to watch." He shot a wink, leaving to head towards the small kitchen in the adjoining room. 

I chose a movie, grabbed the blanket from off my bed, and settled down on the couch, glancing into the basket that Enzo had brought with him. There was a little teddy bear, a vase with flowers and a small box with a little bow on top. 

"I see curiosity got the better of you." Enzo smiled, sitting down and placed the bowls of food on the coffee table. He rested the box in his lap, handing me each individual item while giving a little speech about each item. 

"A teddy bear because that one night when you got drunk at the bar, hardly able to stand up I took you here and got you settled in bed and saw all those teddy bears from your childhood and thought why not give you one that you could have to add to the others?" 

"I love it, thank you." The kind gesture made my heart sore with happiness, I rested a kiss on his cheek, thanking him for the gift. I rested the teddy bear in my lap, watching as he pulled out the flowers. 

"Roses and carnations as they are your favourite flowers." He carefully rested them to the side, his eyes never once leaving me as he grabbed out the final gift he wished to share with me. He handed me the little box with a bow, resting the basket to the side, watching me anticipation filling his gorgeous dark eyes. 

"You really did not have to get me all of this. Thank you, Enzo... thank you so much." Enzo's arms wrapped tightly around my waist as I threw my arms over his shoulders, his head buried in the crook of my neck a gentle smile forming on his lips as he pulled up and urged me to open the final gift. 

I did just as he asked, opening the present and smiling as an antique heart locket met my gaze, scared that it would crumble in my hands, I picked it up as if it were the most fragile item in the world and opened the silver piece of jewellery, seeing the photo of the two of us together. 

"It's beautiful, would you help me put it on, please?" 

"Anything for you gorgeous." Enzo's tender hands placed the locket on, his hand moving to rest on the side of my face for a moment as the British vampire seemed deep in thought as he stared into my eyes. 

"What movie did you choose to watch?" Enzo rested back against the couch, missing the eager look that crossed my eyes and yet he just continued to smile at me as if I were the greatest thing in the world. As if I were the only thing that mattered to him and I wish for that to be true. 

"Love Actually. It's a holiday film, seeing as we're entering the holiday season and seeing as you're here I figured why not share my favourite modern holiday film with someone that cares about me the same way that I care about them." 

"I cannot wait," Lorenzo whispered, resting another kiss on my forehead, smiling as he managed to conjure up a blush on my cheeks. We watched the film, cuddling up halfway through the film, Enzo seemed deeply hypnotised by the film, intrigued by the 'hidden meaning' or he was just enjoying the smile that was plastered on my face that always showed up when I watched this film. 

"So, what did you think?" I questioned, genuinely curious to hear what he had to say.

"It's got obscure humour, however, I do enjoy the film and seeing you smile the way you did as you watched this film. It just makes me feel good to be able to see that smile, you look so gorgeous when you smile. I want you to be happy." Enzo smiled as he said his words, I cannot explain what happened next, tears just started welling in my eyes and I cradled into him as he instantly pulled me into his arms. 

"I'm sorry, it's just... having you care for me, having someone that really does care for me..." 

"Shh, I know, gorgeous. I know. I'm here for you and I'm not gonna disappear. You don't have to worry." Enzo whispered, he began stroking my hair, the misunderstood vampire continued to do this until he soothed me into a calmer state of mind. 

"Would you like to stay for the night?" I whispered against his chest, finding his comfort too desirable to be suddenly taken away by his leave to do whatever it is he does when he is alone. 

"I'd love to." 

"I'll set up the blow-up mattress." 

"Don't worry about it, love... this couch is perfect for that fairytale character Sleeping Beauty. I'm quite happy to be sleeping here." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Of course. Don't worry about me, love. You get some rest, you look tired." 

"Goodnight Enzo, I'll see you tomorrow morning." I don't even know why I did this, it was almost like it was a habit, I bent down, rested a kiss on his lips and instantly pulled away once I realised what I did. 

"I am so, so sorry... oh gosh." Enzo pulled me down onto his lap, shutting me instantly as he placed a tender kiss upon my lips, bringing me closer to him, holding me and kissing me with so much desire yet he was tender and gentle. Enzo was the first to pull away, however, he seemed reluctant to do so. 

"I have been waiting too long to do this." 

"You have?" 

"Of course I have, you are utterly perfect and you desire so much more than you give yourself credit for. Promise me something, Y/N" I leant into his touch as he caressed my cheek, smiling at him as he lovingly grinned at me and began to say the words that he wanted me to promise.

"Promise me that you'll allow yourself to be happy before anyone else, no more putting yourself below others and remember that you come first." I rested a small kiss on his lips, nodding to his request and smiled as he brought me closer to curl into his arms. 

"I can promise you that" 

"Thank you." Enzo's voice echoed in my ears as I fell asleep. 

#fluff #angst #enzo st. john #enzo st john #lorenzo st. john #enzo st. john x reader #enzo x reader #tvd #michael malarkey #enzo st john x reader #enzo st john fluff #damon salvatore #damon x reader #damon salvatore fluff #damon salvatore x reader #damon salvatore imagine #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore oneshot #enzo st john imagine #mystic falls #tvdu #tvd universe #tvdu fanfiction #tvd fanfiction #enzo st john one shot #elena gilbert #stefan salvatore #bonzo #bonnie bennett #bonnie x enzo

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Guppycruncher

Debut: Insaniquarium

Insaniquarium is a really, really stupid game. I love it! Look at the little freak that is Guppycruncher! This is an ambiguously arthropodian creature whose body consists of massive slicing mandibles, a head to power those mandibles, eyes, to seek out its next target, and legs to get it to its prey. Its prey are your beloved, valuable guppies. And best of all, Guppycruncher is your friend!

Here we have a Baby Guppy. The foundation of our entire gameplay experience. Take care of your guppies well, and they will reward you with money! As they grow, their rewards increase, and they may even grow up into a resplendent crowned guppy dropping dazzling diamonds! But sometimes that’s not a viable enough strategy. Sometimes you need money FASTER. And that is where Guppycruncher comes in!

You get no points for guessing what Guppycruncher does to guppies. You do however, get a smile! You are all winners :)

You may think it is silly that, in a game where the goal is to reach a certain amount of money by raising fish, you would intentionally purchase a creature whose sole purpose is to kill and eat these fish before they can even mature. Well, I’m here to tell you that YOU are the silly ones!

See? As Guppycruncher eats guppies, it creates Beetles! Yes, kids, this is where beetles come from! No, I don’t know what an “egg” is! Guppycruncher’s massive jaws make it look quite a bit like an antlion larva’s head, and it functions sort of like the opposite of a real antlion! Guppycruncher eats fish and spits out insects. Meanwhile, real antlions eat insects! And for all you know, they could be pooping out fish underground!

That all being said, I would not be at all surprised if Guppycruncher was inspired by the bobbit worm! Unlike an antlion, it jumps up to catch its prey, as a bobbit worm lunges out from its burrow! It’s like a bobbit worm head with legs. Also, I just want to mention that the butt-like shape of its head reminds me of how big dogs have a butt shape on the top of their heads due to their large jaw muscles! They probably did not have that in mind here, but it is fun anyway.

Anyway, Beetles are where the REAL money is! It quickly becomes more economical to have a steady supply of cheap little guppies in order to feed a growing army of Guppymunchers, since beetles are worth more than currency. But what if you want MORE? More than beetles? Frankly, how dare you ask such a thing. But fine.

Name: Beetlemuncher

“Finally! A use for all those pesky beetles!” -an utter fool

It’s true, I love beetles, and I belittle those who disrespect them, but boy howdy, I love Beetlemuncher, too! Beetlemuncher loves beetles, and in fact thinks they look good enough to munch! However, that will have to wait. Beetlemuncher has a more important mission.

Just kidding! Beetlemuncher’s purpose is to eat beetles. But why? Why continue to extend this cycle of creatures eating creatures? Because Beetlemuncher drops PEARLS! Like an oyster, except these pearls are BETTER, and more valuable.

Just like Guppycruncher, Beetlemuncher is a bizarre but delightful sort of creature! This one is a chameleon head with chameleon arms and a tadpole tail sticking out of it. I love it! In the files, it is known as “gekko”, but I just finished telling you it is more like a chameleon. Please trust me!

So, guppies eat fish food. Guppycruncher eats guppies, and makes beetles. Beetlemuncher eats beetles, and makes pearls. Nothing eats pearls, because pearls are a choking hazard, of course! I hope you have learned a lot about Fish today!

#insaniquarium #guppy #guppycruncher #beetlemuncher #not mario #funky friday #mod chikako

[the-scythes-pen]

Diavolo is, canonically, extremely observant. To the point of being able to see the most subtle of changes in Lucifer's expression from a video, pointing out to Barbatos that Lucifer's eyes widened by a few millimetres and thus Lucifer had been caught off guard by a prank pulled on him.

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The prince is quick to notice if you behave differently infront of somebody.

He sees you with the brothers, then he sees you with him, and there's definitely a change. No matter how subtle, he can easily tell that your actions are because you're shy. Flustered. In love.

Of course, he's busy enough he may just not see you enough around your crush. So it may end up that you tell him about it.

It's over a cup of tea; Diavolo had invited you to the castle to have a friendly chat and hang out. He asks you how your classes are going, how living with the brothers is, how you're getting along with everyone...

Eventually, somehow, you and the prince fall into a somewhat juvenile type chat, discussing the attractiveness of the demons you frequently interacted with. Of course, Diavolo is overjoyed to be having such a conversation with you- he wants nothing more then to be your good friend! (It also so happens that this kind of talk was detailed in Youthful Fun 101, so he's excited he gets to experience it)

Eventually, Diavolo asks if you have a crush on any of the brothers. Of course, your reaction instantly gives you away, and the prince is quick to ask you who. He's giddy, excited, eager to hear who the object of your affections is, and he's immediately super supportive and teasing when he learns who you like.

I'm talking this big ass future-demon-king acts like a teenage girl when he learns about your crush. He easily crushes you into a hug and tries to pair you up with them as much as possible, inviting the two of you to the castle or to go out somewhere or the like.

Now, the part that gets interesting is when your crush is on him.

Of course, Diavolo will notice the subtle reactions you have to him from the moment the two of you meet. He'll notice you're more flustered or shy around him, but he'll assume it's because he's a giant demon who also happens to be royalty.

He wants you to be comfortable around him. So he invites you over every so often for some tea, and of course who are you to refuse? And yet, your reactions don't change, you're still shy and blushy and nervous around him.

When then two of you get into that "teenage girl" talk, and he asks you if you have a crush on anyone- it doesn't matter if you say no, because he'll instantly see through your lie anyway and excitedly ask you who. Of course he notices the way your cheeks flush, and you avert your eyes. Of course he notices the way you shift slightly, the way you hesitate for a split second before telling him you're not saying who.

And he pieces it together.

Of course, he'll play like he's completely oblivious- like he doesn't know how bad you've fallen for him. He'll ask you what your crush is like, how they act around you and what you like about them....

He can feel his heart swell when you give him even the move vaguest of answers.

Your visits to the castle only increase from here on out. He sits closer and closer to you, his hugs lingering just a second longer each time, his hand brushing yours more and more. He's teasing.

Diavolo eventually invites you for dinner late one evening, the food lavish and elegant and delicious, as always. He brings you out onto the balcony, telling you he wants to show you something.

As the two of you stand looking out over the entirety of the Devildom, Diavolo turns to you and takes your hand in his. He brings your fingers to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of them without breaking eye contact.

"This kingdom is my responsibility. The demons and ghouls and ghosts and everything in between are under my protection; my rule. There is nothing more important to me then this realm, and the other two connected to it. But there is one thing that is just as important to me as they are- you. While you remain in the Devildom, your protection is my responsibility as well. However, I would like to take that responsibility on full-time... no matter what realm you are in, I want to be able to protect you and be at your side. I love you, and if you'll have me, I promise to make you the happiest in all the three realms."

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Kofi

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #reader insert #otome games #obey me x reader #obey me diavolo #diavolo x reader #om diavolo

[asumofwords]

Ok lets talk about the important thing here:

How do you think Aemond, Aegon, Daemon and Cole dicks are?

🤔

Okay this is a really important question that I must answer.

And since my brain only ever thinks and imagines these things, and in my experience I have a fairly good eye for guessing (hands give it allll awayyyyy), let me begin 😈

Aemond’s cock would be long and have a nice thickness to it, I wouldn’t say he would be massively girthy, but I feel like your hand couldn’t wrap around it completely 😈.

His tip would be a blush pink, the same colour as his lips. He would occasionally trim the hair around the base, and that man is definitely veiny 🤤 I feel like he would be a good 6-7 inches long and very clean 🤤

There’s just something about skinny men, they always have a horse cock.

He has the perfect size dick (although to be fair, I actually hate long cocks because they hurt my cervix lmao) and he knows what to do with it. It has a slight upwards curve, a gift from the gods truly.

His cum would be salty, and quite nice to swallow down. It wouldn’t be gross or foul tasting, this man has a strict diet, and exercises often !

Aemond is clean and makes sure to take good care of his cleanliness and appearance, prim and proper like his attire.

Where Aemond has length, Aegon has girth.

He would sit around 5-6 inches long and super fucking girthy, not a chode, but quite thick. It would stretch you uncomfortably or painfully if you didn’t prep first. His tip would be the same colour as his lips but would get a deeper shade of pink and look angry when he’s horny.

I feel that he wouldn’t be too veiny, though would have some very soft foreskin to nibble on and I feel a bit extra tbh💀

Aegon is one of those fuckers who can cum and keep going, must run in the family. Absolute menace too, despite his cruelty, man knows how to make you squeal. He’s a whore, he fucks whoever, whenever, and has learnt tricks along the way.

Man definitely has a dick that smells like a dick. Not exactly the cleanest of cocks, musky as fuck, salty too, and his cum would be rancid because his diet consists of just alcohol and scraps of food lmao.

Definitely used one of his many dildo toys on himself or will use it on you instead, or make you use it on yourself and have him watch 😮‍💨

Aegon could dissolve your insides with his spunk. Acidic as fuck, a one way highway to thrush or BV. Hits good tho….

Daddy Daemon has a monster cock.

I’m not joking. Look at the size of this man. And his hands ? Huge. HUGE. I’m not joking. I’ve seen it. Anyway, back to his cock.

Daemon has a dick around 8-9 inches long and fat as fuck, he’s got a meaty cock.

A third leg. A tripod if you will.

Poor Rhaenyra is getting her guts rearranged every time he fucks her. She needs 3-5 business days to recover from the sheer force of the thing.

Pale and veiny, when hard his foreskin pulls back to reveal a gentle pink tip (same as his lips). Clean and well kept, Daddy Daemon’s cum tastes like when the heavens have opened and you have been offered retribution. Sometimes sweet, depending on what he has eaten.

Would absolutely be open to the idea of being pegged and anal play. Loves having his ass eaten ngl. This man is a freaky queer daddy 😈

Shoots fucking ropes though, you’ll be leaking for days!

Ser Criston Cole deserves no praise, but I would be lying if I said he didn’t have a pretty cock.

Tan, and a bit on the longer side like Aemond, this man would not know what to do with it. A sin really, to have such a pretty cock, and not use it.

A slightly more tanned knob, leaning to a soft purple colour, average thickness and the occasional vein, upwardly curved for your pleasure.

Ser Cole’s cock would be as clean as a whistle. I feel like Cole would definitely let you put a finger inside his ring, maybe too, and he would blush so pretty about it.

His bush would be soft as fuck too, have you seen this man’s hair ? Lush as fuck, looks like it should be in a hair commercial ad, and velvety smooth. I wouldn’t mind getting some of those hairs tangled up in my nose 🤪💀

His cum would be musky, yet not repugnant like Aegon. He eats well and is always moving so it wouldn’t be marinating inside of him, though I wonder if he empties the tank often or not, or if he actually is fermenting his seed 🤪

#i need a lobotomy

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if I confronted my BF about not ordering from my store?

My bf (nb they) and I (m he) have been together 3 years, and have lived together half of that. I moved across states to be with them, and I am very happy being here with them.

Since moving here, I've worked at a fast food restaurant about a mile away from our house. It used to be one of my boyfriend's favorite places to eat, and they still order there sometimes. However, recently, the past year or so, they've been ordering from the location about three miles further away.

They DO still sometimes order from my location, but it is very rare. Usually when they have to pick me up from work. But outside of that, they order exclusively from locations that are further away and even more inconvenient to get to.

I think there's one main reason for this. Before I moved and began working here, they had a bad experience at my location, and this bad experience led to them (drunkenly, stupidly) leaving a couple of bad reviews. (Which was stupid of them.)

About six months into me working here, I sprained my knee, and my boyfriend met my boss and I at the urgent care. Turns out, my boss remembers those bad reviews, and she called them out on it! I think she's a total bitch, mostly for reasons unrelated to this, but her animosity towards my boyfriend explained a lot of her animosity towards me in the following months.

Anyway, my boyfriend was thoroughly embarrassed. I can't really say I blame them. But I was embarrassed too! Almost every time my boss acted like I was scum of the earth (when it couldn't be explained away by my own mistakes, which was often, because I'm actually really good at my job!) I found myself wondering if it was because of my boyfriend.

But I had to move past it, because this is my JOB. and I LOVE this job. I love the work I do, no matter what people think of it. I love everyone I work with, aside from my boss. I love learning new skills. I love the thrill of the lunch rush, and the thrill of working on a giant catering order and thinking "There's no way I'll ever finish this" until, all of a sudden, it's finished. I did office work before this, and this is so much more satisfying to me.

Anyway. All that to say, I moved past it. But my boyfriend, however, is still stuck in that stupid stage of embarrassment. No one who worked there while they made a fool of themself is still working there. No one knows or notices or cares, except for them. And I've told them this. And I'd really PREFER for them to order from my store, because it makes me feel valued and important to someone close to me. (Plus, any tip they leave is money directly back into our finances, which is good, IMO.)

I want to talk to them about it, but I know they'll just say how the embarrassment is too much for them. (Also, somewhat related, they've been trying to get me to apply for a new job further away, which is a pain because I can't drive and walking just a mile from the shop is too much for me, because I'm out of shape.)

I think they really don't want me to be here, but I WANT to be here. I think they don't like the work I do, but I LIKE the work I do. I would really appreciate it if they supported me by, at the very least, ordering from my store.

Would I be the asshole if I confronted them about this?

(Last couple details: my boyfriend always orders the club sub, which comes with bacon. They say our bacon is mid. I think they're full of shit, I've eaten so much of our bacon and think it is literally the best. I don't really see how another store could have better bacon. Also, when I first made sandwiches for them, I tended to show my favor by giving them extra meat and stuff. They said it messed with the "ratio" so I stopped doing that. Could that be why they don't order from me anymore? I don't see how that could be, since I took their feedback to heart and stopped doing it. Idk.)

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[turbulentscrawl]

Thank you for the Weeping hc!!! Would I trouble you for some Weeping sfw and nsfw crumbs?

eheh you bet I can ewe This guy's really growing on me.

Weeping Clown

SFW

-Partially due to his own insecurities and a resulting unwillingness to judge people, Joker doesn’t have much preference for a partner’s body type. He has a fondness for delicate, feminine aesthetics, but it’s not a deal breaker if his partner prefers other styles. Personality is much more important; you need to be kind.

-Joker is terrified of confrontation. All kinds, in and out of matches. If you’re someone who’s often getting into spats with other people, his methods of helping are limited to patching you up after the fact or, if it’s looking really bleak, swooping in with a rocket, scooping you up, and booking it. Seeing you in danger raises his blood pressure so much please he’s begging you to stay out of trouble.

-That said, I mean...he has killed a dude. Or he thinks he killed a dude, anyway, depending on if you think Smiley is alternative Joker or is actually Sergei. If your life were genuinely in danger, it’s not impossible for him to do it again…. But he’d agonize over his actions for the rest of his life.

-It never gets any easier for him to see people, especially you, get hurt or die in matches. He knows it’s not supposed to be permanent. He does. But a part of him is always scared the manor’s revival powers will just disappear one day and you’ll be gone for good. He needs a lot of comforting after matches, so please let him steal you away when you get back.

-He gives, like, amazing hugs and cuddles. He’s tall and lanky enough that he can really ivy-wrap himself around most people. When cuddling laying down, he prefers to be facing his partner so he can admire them. He’ll ghost his fingers over your face and hands randomly throughout, caressing you carefully, just to ease some of the love-pressure building in his chest. He also loves when you sit in his lap, though it makes him incredibly red in the face.

-He likes to share food. Joker’s a bit of a grazer; he likes to have a bunch of little snacks throughout the day. As a result, he doesn’t eat as much at mealtimes, and finds it a great excuse to share a plate. He always offers you some of his snacks, and tends to keep some of your favorites on hand once he knows what they are.

NS/FW

-I think he probably had a few flings during his time in the circus, but he doesn’t look back on them favorably for any number of reasons. Maybe he engaged in them because he was desperate for some affection, then was disappointed when they failed to fill that void. Maybe he was gossiped about after, made fun of. Maybe they just weren’t satisfying. Either way, he doesn’t enjoy talking about them, and didn’t glean much experience from them.

-Sub. Subby sub sub. He will take the lead if you ask him to, but his confidence waivers a lot in that role. And, frankly, he just really likes to be cooed over and doted on. Other than that, though, he’s pretty vanilla.

-He prefers it slow and sweet. Lovemaking requires time, focus, and a lot of kisses. Don’t ever forget the kisses. Please call him Sugar Lips. You can almost see the blush through the face paint. Also, hold his hands. You can even pin them down if you like, just as long as you hold his actual hands instead of his wrists.

 He likes spontaneity, so long as the act itself isn’t rushed. He secretly finds it really hot to see his face paint smeared all over your lips and cheeks after you’ve jumped his bones. (He normally take the paint off before sexy times to avoid the extra mess.) He will help you clean up, but just…just give him a minute to look at you. He wants to take it in.

-He dislikes any kind of degradation or intentional causing of pain, both in and out of the bedroom. Do not call him names, insult him, or handle him too roughly. With the way he’s been treated previously, it feels like betrayal coming from his lover.

-It’s also a betrayal if you talk to people about the details of your bedroom endeavors. He doesn’t mind if people know you’ve spent intimate time together, but he can’t stand the thought of people other than his partner knowing about his body or his skills, even if what you tell them is positive. He finds it humiliating for people other than you to know what he’s like under his clothes and paint.

#idv x reader #identity v x reader #spicy content #weeping clown x reader #idv weeping clown #idv joker

[f1llory]

i know this all started like 11 years ago but i'm still so mad at how the hunger games movies have removed practically every trace of the avoxes that they can. i know that movies can't include everything from the books, but the avoxes are so important to the story and it does a real disservice to the movies by removing them. also, it would have added maybe a couple minutes per movie to include them the way they were in the books.

there are mentions of them here and there, and we do see lavinia briefly, but the only avox who's there in any meaningful way is pollux. and they couldn't take him out of the movie! not only is he important to include with the camera crew, he has to be there because he's the one who leads the group through the tunnels. if it were possible to cut him out of mockingjay, i think they would have.

removing so many scenes with lavinia genuinely detracted from my enjoyment of the first movie. especially witnessing her capture & carrying the guilt about it. when there are avoxes waiting on her, katniss does treat them politely, but i think it would have been so important & impactful to see her truly recognizing lavinia and her humanity and trying to communicate with her like anyone else. fixing this probably wouldn't add more than like 5 minutes to the runtime, but it would be such an improvement.

and don't even get me started with darius being removed from the movies. maybe he shows us a little less about katniss's character than lavinia would, but the mentions of him in catching fire add so much to our imagination of the hob and illustrate just how different peacekeepers were in district 12. this is also the first time this has happened to someone katniss actually knows. i think this would take maybe a minute and a half to fix? at most. really all we would need to see is darius talking to katniss in the hob, then being one of the peacekeepers getting captured when thread takes over.

obviously they kept pollux in because they literally couldn't remove him from mockingjay. i don't really have any complaints about his portrayal in the movies, which is kind of surprising given how passionate i am about him. also, the movie actually portrayed castor's death better than the book! it wasn't really in the book, basically castor was there and then he wasn't. so the movie version has a lot more impact.

also, it sucks that we didn't get to hear what happened to lavinia and darius. i always have intense second-hand embarrassment at the fact that in the book, peeta realizes pollux is an avox then immediately starts trauma dumping about seeing lavinia and darius tortured to death. if it were done as written in the movie, i might have experienced literal physical pain. but at the same time, i think it's very important that katniss finds out what happened to them. also in the books, squad 451 hears all the avoxes in the tunnels screaming as the mutts kill them. i feel like that would have been really easy to add in.

anyways we are moving on before i write an entire dissertation on pollux.

it was even worse in tbosas! the movie cut the scene where snow sees dr. gaul experimenting on and torturing avoxes. it would have been absolutely horrifying to see that translated to the screen, but it's incredibly important to snow's character development and his transformation into someone who both allows and perpetuates that cruelty. also, justice for ma plinth! i think it would have been incredible to see more of her and the way she treats people. in the book, she is so kind and caring to the avoxes working in her house. they're able to communicate with her, and she cooks food that will be easy for them to eat. since treating the avoxes as remotely human is so unusual, treating them with such love and respect is a revolutionary act, and goes to show what kind of person sejanus was raised to be. i know that this would add quite a bit to the runtime, but it probably should have been two movies anyways.

i know that side/background characters are cut from movies all the time. it happens. but even without getting a lot of lines, the avoxes are incredibly important to the story. these are people who have been enslaved, tortured, and dehumanized more than basically anyone else in panem. once characters truly see the avoxes, they're forced to confront the true brutality of the capitol and what they'll do to keep people in line. i think the movies don't truly force audiences to confront the brutality of this punishment. any rebellion is punished by literally robbing people of their voices and cutting them off from everything they've known. even if there's someone left to buy their freedom, they're physically disfigured for life--even removal of part of the tongue can have catastrophic side effects.

also, characters' perceptions of avoxes can say a lot about the kind of person they are. avoxes are the lowest class in panem, and treated with about as much agency as a piece of furniture. people aren't supposed to treat them like people. they're only supposed to talk to avoxes when giving them an order. despite this, there are certain characters who choose to show them kindness and love.

anyways i'm gonna end this here before i write a post so long it crashes tumblr but pls ask me literally anything about pollux i am in love w him <3

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