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muralconservator · 17 days

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Can't show images but actually looking over his page, he rarely explicitly mentions god, but I think he's still religious in some capacity.

(I'm tempted to believe that he may be not mentioning god so he doesn't push people away with his beliefs, as the only time he mentions him is in replies to his ONCE skin, which is clearly religious and this wouldn't turn people away by being so (+ he seems to have more self esteem here) but I might be biased)

Some quotes and stuff from his page that mention his vague faith:

"Hilarious, I only know that my faith is calling me." - background trailer

[A diary entry: I suppose I shouldn't be so hesitant. Only those who are kind will be laid to rest at the temple. Those who are malicious don't belong here...] - deduction quest (aka since the people who are laid to rest there are said to go to heaven, he feels that the malicious people shouldn't be there for obvious reasons) (does that make sense)

[Exposed: That damn light illuminated the secret of sin.] - deduction quests again (he definitely believes in some sort of sin premise I think)

"No tedious work or annoying noise. The holy guide need only deal with the "slabs" that often appear around the house." - manor diary, if he was called the "holy guide" by the people there then they're likely playing into his faith, and if he calls himself that... yk

[His value system and need for social recognition are directed towards the Laz Church Cemetery that took him in. Throughout the entire experiment, 3-0-1 persistently pursued the goal of entering the "Temple" and being recognized as a benevolent individual, even at the cost of everything.] - Experiment file. Doesn't mention god but he's trying to get into heaven right and it's not just me who interprets that?? Idk anymore djajjsa

[[Test Indicators]

1. Devout Belief

2. Avoidant Personality

3. Strong Sense of Duty] - experiment file, do I need to elaborate here

[...3-0-1 felt some empathy towards 3-1-4 due to their shared attitude towards faith and their non-aggressive nature.] - experiment file, a rare explicit mention of faith

[They remained absorbed in their pursuit of friendship and salvation.] - experiment file, Andrew actually has a few mentions of "salvation" that I'm like 90% sure is meant to imply heaven?

[In the end, 3-1-5 determined 3-0-1's fate in the "Temple." All the knowledge and expertise 3-0-1 had shown about the manor became the first layer of soil sprinkled on his final resting place.] Experiment file, actually thinking of it this "temple" could be heaven too, not just Laz

[During 3-0-1's childhood, he was labeled a demon because of his unique appearance...and had extremely low self-esteem. To gain self-worth, 3-0-1 devoted himself to religion.] Experiment file. Gestures vaguely

[...his trauma has profoundly influenced his personality, including passive behavior and choice of belief. Moreover, the healing effects of faith on such traumas differ significantly between 3-0-1 and 3-1-4.] Final experiment file thank god

Is this good jdhwjakks I hope I explained my point well 👉🏻👈🏻 there's also his once skin stuff but I'm not gonna get into that rn.

you explained your point fine I just like have a pretty solid idea of what I think about Andrew that I won't lie I'm not very willing to budge on.... I'm fr sorry if I sound rude or stubborn, I don't mean it and your interpretations are cool and valid😭 😭

one thing I will admit, however, is that saying "Andrew isn't religious" doesn't explain what I mean well. What I mean is that I don't think he's devoted himself to religion for the reasons that I think most people would expect someone to be religious. I think the reason is more that he's been labelled as a "devil" or something evil his whole life because of his albinism and that's basically made him believe that he can't achieve salvation naturally and essentially has to treat it as a pay-to-win game, not necessarily due to actual belief.

Andrew feeling like malicious people shouldn't be allowed to be buried in Laz is like.... prime him being a hypocrite to me tbh. I don't necessarily think that Andrew is malicious but he's committing grave robbery and then selling the bodies, which like obviously I don't have to say why that's not good. Something that I do find ironic though is that he hadn't actually done anything wrong up until that point, his devotion to getting into the temple kind of led him into doing bad things.

#Considering the time period he might believe in a god #but I don't think he's like the insanely devoted religious person that people characterize him as essentially #also this is really waffle-y cause I just wrote out like my stream of thought so 😭 😭my brain is fried from maths for the day #I've been thinking about writing a post that just explains my entire thought process about Andrew Gaykeeper tho #his life experiences have turned him into some mean old man to me and fanon andrew has done so much damage that I think I have to justify #that /JJJJ

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paozudraws · 3 months

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YOU WANT TO KNOW MY HEADCANONS OF THE PICO SCHOOL GANG SO BAD

i think that nene, pico and Darnell were not only all dating, but were a bunch of mercenaries together. Pico was the de facto leader, the "face" of their organization. he dealt with all the deals, all the heavy work of going in guns blazing

nene is an Actual assassin, relying on stealth and her size to do work. she isn't physical, and she also manages the spying, since she the only one capable. she likes doing the death defying tasks

Now Darnell is the Real mastermind behind Everything though. unlike those 2, Darnell never gets into the front lines. he uses a lot of advanced technology, he makes weapons and controls their finances. he has drones to watch things and when he does step in to situations, he goes extreme an uses shit like bombs.

they had a good thing going on the three of them, until pico had a mental breakdown, conflicting eith his motivations. he aggressively cut them out of his life, in lack of better words and ran away. it's just him on his own now, Darnell and nene still together tho

#bo talks !#picos school #they literally rot my bran u dont understand #pico an his evil exes causes hes a stupid idiot eith a fried brain #he hates feeling like a bad person but he never knows whats Good either

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clownsuu · 2 years

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Oh god how many DJs even are there now

I- have an addiction-

#And that doesn’t include aus and robot versions JDHHCHDHD #Forget aus iv forgotten half of em JDHHFHFUDDJ #And I need to make robot ones more the only designs iv made that iv really enjoyed is Dj Sun/Moon and Sigma JDHGFHHDJS #Mostly cause dj sun and moon are inspired by that one womp character from paper Mario that did that lil quiz game #And are still spooky LMAO they aren’t meant to look cute and quirky whatsoever #And sigma cause he’s a gentle giant 2.0 JDHFHHFDHHD #Accidentally commits arson cause nobody put fuckin safety measures on his pyrotechnics #And also has his lil ant marching band of mini music men #Anything that has to do with those lil cracked ipad Cheeto children gives me joy JDHFHHDHDH #edit: I need to limit my keyboard spamming my brain is so fried from doing it it’s basically a default action #edit two: I almost did it again while typing that

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hkpika07 · 1 year

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Don't worry CT!Gordon, my Gordon has no idea how he became a dad either. He was in denial for over 50 years.

@bruhstation I hope you enjoy! I've been wanting to draw Gordon meeting Gordon for a while. I love your art it always hits me directly through my heart and I end up as a pile on the floor.

#ttte #thomas the tank engine #thomas and friends #ttte gordon #ttte humanized #gift art #it is very late my brain is fried so i cant form words. but casa tidmouth really fuckin good #it makes me want to eat drywall (affectionate)#i also see a lot of ct!gordon meeting other edwards and engines. but what if he met himself. hilarity ensues im sure of it.#or the heart wrenching tragedy of seeinf yourself without the trauma #and grabbing him by the shoulders and pleading. no demanding he cherish what he has. to not make the same stupid mistakes you did #but you know yourself. you know he wont listen right away. he wont take your words to heart immediately. He’s too stubborn. too proud.#he doesnt need advice. he can handle himself. he'll just puff out his chest and ignore everything cause thats what hes always done.#and your heart breaks knowing theres no way to prevent fate. even if theres a chance tragedy wont happen #anyways go support bruhstation they have peak gordon content. im gonna go pass out now #painted red

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baylardian-1 · 2 years

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I was humoring an idea I’d had for The Q and the Grey where like,,,,,

Whilst Q is attempting to entice Kathryn into mating with him, Chakotay and Miss Q are conspiring together to prevent that from occurring. And likeeeee, I guess the idea was that they’re gonna make Kathryn look “normal” again and have Chakotay sacrificially take on the evolved look for her; and that in seeing what he’s done for her, she’d ideally be swayed to go to him as opposed to Q. Which ironically DOES WORK, but not in the way they intended.

Alternatively, it could be seen as Q makes Kathryn “human” if only temporarily, and Miss Q evolves Chakotay thinking his new appearance would sway Kathryn.

I think I prefer the former only because I like the idea of Chakotay having a little bit more agency in the dealings with the Q’s in an attempt to make Kathryn happy with herself again. Unbeknownst to him she already is. :)

#i like the idea that chakotay has 0 difficulty with his body changes unlike kathryn lmao #like she makes it look so hard to adjust but hes just A NATURAL at having a tail and everything #all the while kathyn has trouble standing 'cause she doesnt have her tail anymore :)#i think itd be cute if hes like... CONVINCED this is the right thing to do #but she goes and takes him to the babies and they dont recognize either of them :''''''(#and he'd understand U____U ITS HER BURDEN TO BEAR </3 #My Art #Threshold #Star Trek: Voyager #AU #The Q and the Grey #Kathryn Janeway #Chakotay #Human #i had to hold off on posting this one cuz my brain got FRIED last night HAHAHA

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foxgloveinspace · 5 months

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lmao i sent a photo of iii to my cousin being all like “i need him” and my cousins response-

“exie… he’s scary. you did not need to jump scare me on christmas eve” 😂😂 she doesn’t get it, which i suppose is nice because it means we’ll never fight over a guy ever. polar opposite tastes lmao

but i can’t stop laughing at the jump scare comment like he’s not even scary (i say as i was literally terrified of him in person)

Literally my sister has a phobia of masks, and I have a mask kink🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 so I get this, haha.

Also, like. Irl I know I would scared so bad of them? I would be SO freaked out😭 but on screen that’s just them ya know? I just know it’d be different irl, haha.

#hihi!!!#friend exie!!#sorry if I’m not making a whole lotta since my brain is so fried right now cause of my period🙃. my adhd is so much worse on my period holy #fuck dude.#this is so freaking funny tho.#I could NEVER imagine being this close to my cousins haha. to be fair the only cousins I have my age #traumatized me (just gonna. drop some lore there I guess) and then all the other ones are 10+ years older then me or they live 3 hours away #and never bothered to want to be part of my life so. when other people are like #‘yeah I’m super close with my cousins’ I’m just legit the surprised pikachu meme😅#no jump scares allowed it’s Christmas Exie what where you thinking!! 😂😂😂🤣🤣#oh I saw a video on insta of Vessel like…. he was moving his hand to the beginning of Alkaline instead of doing the stomps would you like m #to send it to you? do you have insta? or have you see. it already haha #edit: was Aqua Regia not Alkaline…. I was listening to Alkaline haha

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mariocki · 2 years

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Infinite list of favourite lyrics: 220/?

Carl Anderson - Heaven On Their Minds (1973)

"Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race?

Don't you see we must keep in our place?

We are occupied - have you forgotten how put down we are?

I am frightened by the crowd,

For we are getting much too loud

And they'll crush us if we go too far,

If we go

Too far!"

#favourite lyrics #heaven on their minds #carl anderson #jesus christ superstar #tim rice #andrew lloyd webber #1973 #ost #ok so we all have our (understandable) beef with Andy L W (and with tim fried rice‚ come to that) but I'll go to bat for JCS #they did an awful lot of things right on Superstar‚ not least in acknowledging the political elements of the christ story that are so often #conveniently forgotten. likewise the complex and multi layered characterisation of Judas (all too easily rendered a pop culture boogey man #in contemporary treatments) as an activist whose personal doubts about jesus' transformation are quite justifiable #murray head was a fine judas on the original concept album but the casting of Anderson for the film adaptation was inspired #he brings an agonised internal conflict to the role‚ torn between his love of the man (and absolutely that love can be read as romantic;#another galaxy brain moment from Webber and Rice is giving Judas lines and refrains that mirror Mary's) and his hate of the hollow #spectacle. judas is not evil in JCS; he's a revolutionary but a pragmatist‚ a man whose concern for a righteous cause indirectly #blinds him to a greater issue that he doesn't see. and how could he?#casting a black actorbas Judas in a predominantly white production could be construed as a problematic association‚ were it not for the #fact that judas is such a well developed‚ sensitively written part. as it is‚ it lends greater meaning to certain lines: when Judas asks #the white Jesus whether he cares for his race (note your race‚ not ours) it sharpens an already pointed lyric. Jewison's film is full of #highly politicized imagery (shooting in Israel in the early 70s; giving the Roman soldiers shining tin helmets that are much closer to US #army style than anything historical) and it's tempting to read references to the civil rights movement into the casting of Anderson as the #most politically astute character; tempting too to wonder at Judas' fear of going too far (reminiscent of very contemporary idealogical #splits within the civil rights movement between peaceful protest and more militant action) and again to note that Judas #as a black man is more conscious of potential reprisal and fallout than his white countrymen #whether the musical sides with judas or not is another interesting question; his story follows the biblical figure's‚ ending with his #suicide‚ but I've always been fascinated by his return for Superstar (the song): dressed amazingly‚ descending from a shining star #utterly defiant‚ wild eyes locked onto the camera as Anderson starts to sing. it's as much a moment of vindication for Judas as it is an #end to Christ. an incredible performance by a supremely talented performer.

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sysig · 2 years

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Nobody can tell me what to do! Even me! (Patreon)

#Doodles #Spamton #Can't believe Spamton lives in my brain now. Rude #He doesn't even pay rent he just comes through the door full speed and smacks against the adjacent wall #You might recognize that doodle of him laughing 'cause I thought it was so good that I cut it out to be a standalone #Just like the nervous David from like two years ago! Time...#His little slot chin did turn out really well tho I'm pleased with it #Since I doodled the second I have gotten a burger and fries but it wasn't Exactly what I wanted #I got to live a bit of the Bounce House at School vibe for a little while at an event catered with a food truck :)#I definitely over-ate lol but I didn't get a burger! Even tho the food truck was Americana! The onion rings were delicious #Silly minicomic pulling out the Super Crown lol #It's funny 'cause I don't usually draw Rule 63 (Ladyverse excepted) and I managed to skirt the Bowsette explosion pun(s) intended #But I started thinking about like....Spamette I guess? I have drawn her but like #She's very cursed lol I'm not sure if I'm gonna post her lol #The little devilish grin was fun to draw tho lol I basically never draw expressions like that on myself #And then finally the pathetic little worm #Of all the things from the Sweepstakes that was probably the one (1) that I wouldn't have hated vehemently that was directly Spamton #(I say hate /lh in relation to Spam but like - I still hate him lol)#I even dreamed about getting the worm! Can you believe that!! I never dream stuff like that!#I could hear Dreamself's thoughts like ''Oh hey now that drawing is for real! Cool!'' and then I woke up #So they get it but I don't lol unfair!

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vonlipvig · 2 years

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this song is giving me barok and albert vibes

something something life and circumstances getting in the way, and that's fine. i still care for you just like i did back then.

#barok van zieks #albert harebrayne #dgs #like!!! it makes my heart flutter!!#sometimes you don't see your friends for long periods of time! sometimes friends move! sometimes life brings you apart!#but they have each other which is so sweet #especially considering all that barok went through after college #he doesn't strike me as someone who would have made many if any friends since then #cause...the grief is just too much and he's hardened and now dedicates himself to his work fully #it's nice that he could reconnect with someone from that kinder past #idk my brain is fried i have two finals tomorrow so ignore me lol #ace attorney #Spotify

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todayisafridaynight · 1 year

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Would You Believe I was studying so I have yet to watch any further... but I 1000% trust your judgment and will resume shortly!

That's the consensus! He sounds really cute :) I think he's just hard on himself. On that note, this ad is the only time I can remember him singing in earnest (this video was one of the first things that marked my descent into madness btw. Kirin... Ichiban... Domestic "Jo"... what's not to love)

Your tag for my asks was #holder until i think of a tag for these asks!

absolutely valid reason to put a pause on watching my impulse control could never 🙏😭☠️ get that knowledge up my guy !!

ok but help i've actually had kirin ichiban a few times (i remember blogging about it here every time i did vlkaejvlkej), this is a real cute commercial though 😷😷 (even if it does make me hungry.. ironically speaking.. cause its meant to sell me the damn beer--)

#snap chats #I HOPE I DONT SEEM HOUNDING BOUT WATCHIN BTWJLVKJ i forget people consume media at a normal pace #thank you for finding my tag vVLKE I KNEW IT HAD 'HOLD' IN IT BUT WHEN I TRY LOOKING FOR IT OR HOPING AUTOFILL DOES ITS THING #NOTHING. NADA. hate this site. itd just make sense to tag asks from you with your user wouldnt it ☠️☠️#oh my god i was so distracted by fried rice i didnt even comment on the singing the singing's ALSO cute here #i do agree its probably that hes just hard on himself- not like i could say anything about that when i bully myself every other post ☠️#i love how half the comments on the vid do mention jo tho.... same brain vejralk #THERES ALSO LIKE MAX 15 COMMENTS BUT STILL we're all ill (unifying)#but man. to topically bounce around everywhere i do want fried rice now #i mentioned it At Some Point Probably but i used to live off fried rice and i remember using the same kind of spoon too #very weird specific memory to get but that's probably intentional to some extent from a selling point perspective #but im not here to analyze an ad bro dawg shut up just enjoy the man cooking 😭 him and his bouquet at the end yeah you deserve that king #cute as hell commercial.. rare day not tormented by the horrors lets a man cook ☠️☠️#i never got a chance to mention it but the other day i ended up having another tsutsumi dream ☠️☠️#its cause i was watchin onea his movies before bed again...#he was my dad in that dream this time tho and with how domestic this ad was it reminded me of that jvLAEKJ #anyways. no more movies before bed lest i wake up confused again

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kazoo-world · 1 month

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okay. i debated not posting this because I was worried I’d get death threats (that says a lot doesn’t it) but it needs to be said, because its upsetting me.

a woman who publicly says she feels very sane and has “never been to therapy” and who breaks up with her boyfriend in part because he can’t just “”get over”” his depression to love her the way she wants/needs does not.

I repeat, does not.

get to use the imagery she did in her fortnight video.

I’ve been seeing gifsets and screenshots all day of her chained to a bed but ~aesthetic~ and being fed a pill after a cheeky side eye and strapped to a glamourfied ECT machine and no one has said anything about it so I will. those images are genuinely triggering for me.

people have been restrained, forcefed pills, and given electroconvulsive therapy or subjected to the electric chair for severe mental illness against their will. these are not fun props anyone gets to throw around to express that they feel depressed or in a “manic phase” or like they were “raised in an asylum.”

she doesn’t know how a real asylum fried my grandmother’s brain or real cops restrained me because I was psychotic and manic. she doesn’t know what it feels like to be dehumanised that way.

do better. demand she do better, too.

edit: I say that this content is triggering to say that it causes real harm. I do still have a responsibility to myself to curate an internet experience for myself. this does not negate her responsibility to avoid replicating harmful tropes in art which is deeply influential. she does not get to co-opt institutionalization or psychiatric violence as a romanticized aesthetic or as a metaphor because real people like myself have suffered greatly under the things she is representing as glamorous or cool. institutionalization silences and violates mentally ill people in a way that marginalizes them, and that experience should be treated with sensitivity and care rather than being commodified to reduce stigma. if she had experienced these things, I might feel differently, but other ableist content on the record and her statements on her life and art indicate otherwise. she is a woman with immense privilege and power and should not be using that privilege and power to punch down on mental illness.

edit 2: I want you all to know I have seen your criticism. I will not edit the post but I do respect that she has had mental health struggles since that outdated quote. That is my mistake, I own that. My apologies.

However, mental health struggles =/ experience with psychiatric violence. Experiences of mental illness are heterogenous. Aestheticizing, romanticizing, and glamourizing mental hospitals is straight up gross regardless of your experience with mental illness. It’s tasteless and offensive.

I do understand metaphors. I think that her calling her life an asylum as a metaphor is in poor taste. I think her representing her relationship struggles with the imagery of a mental institution is insensitive given the impacts that real asylums and mental hospitals have had on my life and the lives of many others like me, so I had to say something about it.

It’s ableist to assume that critics of your fav “can’t read”, “don’t understand a metaphor” or “don’t have brains” when they clearly demonstrate that they are thinking critically. Do better.

#REBLOGS ARE BACK ON IF YOU CAN BE NICE #anti taylor swift #taylor swift #ttpd #the tortured poets department #taylor swift ttpd

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forsworned · 1 month

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IT'S (NOT) JUST SEX ft. SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

Warning(s): Sexual Content, AFAB!reader, (Sorta) Daddy Issues, Half&Half Proofread idk

Author's note: Guess I'm drowning in Simon right now, I just have so many ideas for him and honestly this is not original but fuck it I think it's cute mwah

"It's just sex."

But he's literally paying attention to every staccato of your moans, as he angles his hips perfectly to hit your sweet spot every fucking time. The way you arch your back, and your whimpers are elongating with every stroke, adding just the right amount of pressure to have you cumming all over his dick. And he doesn't even care if he's finishing anymore, as long as you're getting yours he's more than satisfied enough. And he's definitely not flipping you over on your back every time without fail just to see your pretty "o" face.

"It's just sex."

But he's waking up before you with your coffee exactly the way you like it, down to the milk preference, brand and roast. Your eggs perfectly fried, and a tender kiss to your temple asking you,

"How'd ya sleep, love?"

"It's just sex."

But he's always fixing your hair when it's out of place, the collar of your shirt when it's tucked in incorrectly and making sure he's holding your hand when you're crossing the street together.

"It's just sex."

But he's talking you down over the phone when you get into a catastrophic argument with your dad and moments later he's showing up at your door with your favorite snacks and beverages. His arms are enveloping you in the most snug bear hug, kissing your temple and rubbing your back while you cry it out. And then you're watching reruns of your favorite tv show and until you're passed out in his arms.

"It's just sex."

But he's letting you in. You're seeing all the sides of him that he never shows to anyone else. The scars under his mask, the way his lips curve up into a smile when you're doing you're little dance to oldies on the radio, and the genuine, hearty chuckle that effortlessly escapes his now loosened sternum.

"It's just sex."

But then you're under the steamy water coming out of his showerhead, as he sings in his off-key baritone while he suds up his loofa to clean you up after he fucked your brains out on his loveseat. Memorizing every mole, stretchmark, and crease in your skin as he's exfoliating your pretty skin.

But,

It's not just sex.

Because he's sitting there on the sofa, wondering how the fuck he ended up with the prettiest, vintage engagement ring you pointed out when you two were antiquing (antiquing? he doesn't bloody go antiquing) between his stout, scarred fingers, glittering in the moonlight and all.

"Si?"

He turns from the ring to the most stunning woman that's ever graced his miserable presence, leaning against the doorframe with his shirt hanging loosely over her thighs, hair disheveled in the cutest way humanly possible. Her playful smile etching into her dulcet features as she sucks in her bottom lip. Oh yeah, she's a fuckin' stunner.

"Are you coming back to bed?"

His eyes visibly softening as he drinks you in.

"Ya, dovie, I'll be right there." He murmurs, licking his dry lips, and you're already padding back to his room, making sure you sway your hips provocatively. That causes his lips to kick up into a genuine smile and a chuckle to escape his chest. And then he's up, carefully putting away the precious metal in a false bottom drawer under the utensils, and then he's jovially treading back to you. Face first into the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet, natural musk. He could bathe in this shit.

Fingers carding through his hair and he's oblivious to the knowing smirk on your sly face. That fucker thinks he's so slick.

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tender-rosiey · 10 months

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You think when gojo was training his infinity technique, he still had his slip ups where he actually did manage to fry his brain a little, resulting in a prolonged migraine? And then reader chimes in to take care of him to ease his pain?

considerate — gojo satoru x f!reader

satoru's feet are dragged behind him as he walks into your shared dorm. the familiarity of the room welcomes him and he feels his shoulders relax just a tiny bit.

on his path to perfecting his infinity, the strongest sorcerer was bound to slip up. unfortunately for him, slip ups like these—no matter how tiny—would cause the worst migraines of his life which he is currently experiencing.

for a moment, he can’t find you, and he would like to dramatically call for you. but the migraine is limiting theatrics for now.

he knows you’re here, but he can’t see your figure yet and it bothers him.

he rubs his eyes a little harshly with a groan while his hand runs through his hair, “y/n, where are you?”

he hears your feet pad on the ground before he is finally met with the sight of you.

and despite the pain and how much he wants to close his eyes and drown everything out, he really wants to see you. a small smile—albeit pained—appears on his pretty face as he pulls you close, mumbling, “missed me?”

you pull his face towards your own and press kisses to both of his cheeks, “I always do, you know that,” your hands cover his eyes gently and his own hold yours to press them closer to his face.

he sighs, leaning further into your touch, and you frown, “tough day?”

“something like that,” he mutters, “fried my brain just a little.”

your hand moves to stroke his hair—he whines, but quietens at the feeling of your fingers carding through his hair—then you tease him, “careful, pretty boy, keep that up and you will really live up to your dumb boy reputation.”

he grins down at you. “you think I am pretty?”

“of course, that’s what you will focus on,” you grumble then move to sit on the couch. you think he will lay his head on your lap as usual with his enormous body stretching on the couch, but he doesn’t.

instead, he sits on the ground between your legs. he buries his face in your stomach and his arms wrap around you.

“’toru, I have to get you a cold wrap.”

“no.”

“you should at least drink some water so your migraine can get better.”

“I already feel so much better.”

“satoru, are you telling me that simply burying your face in my stomach is enough to magically heal you?”

he pulls away slightly to grin at you, “are you the one having the migraine?”

“no, but I am the responsible one—“

“exactly, so let me hug the love of my life,” he cheekily says before kissing the pulse point on your forearm, “thank you.”

you grumble causing him to chuckle, but he quickly goes quiet once again.

your hands are gently massaging his scalp and he lets out a soft sigh.

considering what he went through, you guess that he will probably fall asleep in a while, but then he speaks up slowly, “I…wanted to show you this new trick with my technique.”

“oh?”

he nods and continues, “I managed to teleport.”

“really? that’s awesome, ‘toru!” you beam, hands never stopping their movements.

“exactly!” he quips then grumbles, “and I wanted to teleport to that place you like so much, but I can’t right now and it’s so lame!”

this is one of the things people tend to not notice about satoru. he is an annoying idiot, sure. he reminds you of those kids in middle school that pull the ponytail of the girl they like.

but he is still so considerate to other people in his own way. he speaks a lot and loudly, but his actions always speak louder.

you feel your heartstrings tug at the sentiment so you tilt his head up and your eyes look intently into his own azure ones.

satoru is convinced you’re having a staring contest so he puts on his “concentrated” face.

you humor him for just a moment, before a helpless chuckle escapes your lips, “you silly goose,” you softly kiss his eyelids, “my silly goose.”

you gently pull his head toward you and press a kiss to his forehead, then his cheeks, and then a gentle peck to his lips.

his cheeks turn the slightest shade of red as he watches you, and his ears are a tinted a light shade of red.

awestruck, he can’t help but stare at you, “I…I am caught between telling you that I fell in love with you all over again and telling you that that was so corny.”

with a roll of your eyes, you pinch his nose lightly, “then you should just go to sleep, loser.”

he gasps then huffs and looks away, “always so mean.”

“right?” you hum while you pet his hair, “whatever shall you do, lover?”

satoru is endearing when he is quiet like this, not quite flustered but just a tad bit shy. and even when he is mad at you, he always leans into your touch. so you’re not surprised about his following line.

“if I sleep right now, we will cuddle, right?”

and you smile with a nod because as much as satoru actively wants your love, you want his just as much.

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Taking Care of Them

Short scenarios about Argenti, Aventurine, and Jing Yuan receiving much-needed care and comfort from you. Pure fluff, a little hurt/comfort for Aventurine's part.

I took some creative liberties with Aventurine's character since we still don't know everything about him yet, so this is simply my interpretation of him.

This isn't proofread because my brain is fried from writing.

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🌹 Argenti:

As a Knight of Beauty, Argenti is a highly skilled fighter who puts his very life on the line to vanquish his foes. Usually, he defeats his enemies with grace and style, but even the refined Argenti sometimes sustains injuries.

In his most recent battle, Argenti made it out practically unscathed, save for a few scrapes and bruises that marred his handsome face. That was how he found himself obediently sitting on your bed while you treated his wounds.

“I apologize that you have to see me in this state,” he murmurs, guilt darkening his expression. “I did not want to cause you worry.”

“No need to apologize,” you brush off his concerns with a smile. “Now turn this way. I’ll clean the scratch on your cheek,” you said as you gently turn Argenti’s face to one side to reveal the shallow, red gash on his cheek.

Argenti complies without hesitance and sits perfectly still as you dab at the scratch with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol. It stings, but the Knight of Beauty unflinchingly tolerates the burn with a small smile on his face.

He can tell through the delicate and careful way you clean and dress his wounds that you care a great deal about him. Your touches were gentle so as to not cause him unnecessary pain, yet no less thorough. It felt nice to be touched so tenderly, to be cared for in such a loving manner.

Your heart is beautiful, he thinks. To possess such a caring and loving heart, you must rival the beauty of his beloved Aeon Idrila. Argenti truly believes that you are a wonderful and beautiful person, both inside and out.

As you finish patching up the last wound and pack away your first aid kit, Argenti turns to you and gives you a radiant, sincere smile from the heart.

“Thank you…” he softly says as gently takes one of your hands and kisses the back of it, “You have a dazzling heart—so pure and gentle. I feel like the luckiest man in the universe to have the privilege of receiving your care and affection.”

His words may sound over-the-top and perhaps even fake, but he truly means them. Every single one. Even if you don’t entirely believe him, the amused smile that his flamboyant phrases elicit out of you is all the reason he needs to keep them up.

“You’re welcome. Just try to be more careful next time. I’ll love you no matter how you look, but I hate seeing you hurt,” you murmur in reply and lean in to kiss the band-aid on his cheek.

“There. A kiss to make it all better,” you giggle as you pull away.

The little gesture catches Argenti by surprise, but he can’t say he didn’t like it. In fact, he enjoyed it more than he ever thought he would.

With a small chuckle, he pulls you close to kiss you fully on the lips. If you don’t take his word for it that he feels incredibly lucky to have your love, then perhaps his actions will convey the sincerity of his feelings for you.

🃏 Aventurine:

All his life, Aventurine has faced hate. Hate for being Sigonian, hate for being a dog of the IPC, hate for acting exactly the way that’s expected of his kind. He played into people’s perceptions of him. Why waste time trying to correct their views when they won’t change? It’s easier to just act according to their expectations and hide who he really is behind this playful and sly mask.

Only with you does he let his carefully crafted façade crumble to reveal his vulnerable self.

Aventurine is very good at acting like everything is fine when the world is against him. Perhaps to an extent, he truly believes that life is all about fighting battles on his lonesome. He can use others and get used as a tool in return, but the only one he can trust is himself. It’s the only life he’s ever known.

However, you’ve known him long enough to tell that the hate and isolation get to him, no matter how much he pretends that they don’t. When he comes home one night after a particularly awful day, it doesn’t take long for you to figure out that he feels down.

Aventurine smiled and teased you like usual, but he spoke less and clung to you more than usual. He hugged you from behind and kept an arm around you no matter what you were trying to do, almost as if he was seeking comfort from your physical presence.

Turning to face him, you glance into his tired eyes.

“What is it, darling? See something you like?” he teased, the corner of his mouth tugging into a smirk.

“Hmm, no,” you hummed. Extending your arms forward, you wrapped them around Aventurine and slowly pulled him into a hug. “I don’t see something I like.”

Aventurine is momentarily stunned by your unprompted action, but he quickly recovers.

“Oh? How come? Am I not appealing enough for you?” he quipped, resting his chin on your shoulder and returning your hug. Unlike your tight hug, his arms wrapped around you in a loose hold, as if he was uncertain how to go about it.

“Quite the opposite,” you softly chuckle, “I don’t see something I like, but I do see someone I love,” you whisper and turn your head to look directly at Aventurine’s face.

A beat of silence passes as Aventurine processes your words, before bursting out laughing.

“That was painfully corny, even for you!” he chuckled.

You scoff but don’t say anything in response, simply continuing to hug him tightly. Slowly, carefully, you card your fingers through his blond hair before moving lower to stroke your palm along his spine in soothing circles.

Aventurine’s laughter dies down, his initial mirth now replaced with something fragile and vulnerable as he falls quiet. He won’t ever share what burdens him, but you don’t need to know the details to provide him comfort. If he doesn’t want to tell you, then you won’t pry. At the very least, you’ll do all you can to support him and remind him that he’s not alone.

Being wrapped up in your warm embrace, feeling your gentle caresses—it all felt unfamiliar to Aventurine. It’s been so long since he felt the tender and loving affection of another person. It took a while, but eventually he relaxed and allowed himself to lean into your body, burying his nose into the crook of your neck.

Silence lingered in the air, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. There was something soothing in not having to talk. It was freeing to not worry about pretending to be okay or be pressured to talk about the things that trouble him.

That hug—that simple act of human affection—made him feel safe and protected in your arms. When you leaned back slightly to plant a tender kiss on Aventurine’s forehead, something inside him snapped and he had to hold back tears. Burying his face deeper into the crook of your neck, he clung tightly to you while you continued to rub slow circles along his back.

“It’s okay. It’ll all be okay, I’m here. You’re not alone…” you whisper, hugging him tighter.

Being wrapped up in your warm hug, feeling your affectionate kisses and gentle words is something Aventurine never knew he needed until now. Just for this moment, he lets his walls come down and bares his wounded self to you with the hope that you can soothe his pain if only a little.

And you do. With whispered reassurances and loving caresses, you ease his hurt, even if just temporarily. He is safe, you promise. He will always be safe in your arms.

🦁 Jing Yuan:

Jing Yuan is notorious for disliking the abundance of paperwork and other leadership tasks he has to take care of on a day-to-day basis as a General of the Xianzhou Luofu. Despite his woeful sighs about how tedious it is, and how the work never seems to end, Jing Yuan still accomplishes all his duties in a timely and precise fashion.

Jing Yuan is a hard worker, you are well aware of that. Which is why when he snuck out of the Seat of Divine Foresight to come spend some free time with you, you offered him to rest on your lap. And who was he to turn down such a tempting opportunity?

Sitting outside on the veranda with Jing Yuan’s head resting on your lap, you softly ran your fingers through his fluffy, white hair, marveling at how silky it was. It was as soft as it looked.

“I could get used to this,” Jing Yuan said with a sigh, relaxing into our touch. His golden eyes were closed as he enjoyed the sensations of your fingers combing through his hair, gently massaging his scalp and soothing any tension he felt.

Chuckling, you looked down at him, mirth dancing in your eyes.

“Really? I wouldn’t mind having you as my lap cat like this more often. Why not come see me every day and get pets?” you tease him as you lightly poke his cheek.

Jing Yuan cracks open one eye to give you an amused look.

“Being your lap cat sounds like a wonderful idea,” he sighs, “Laying on your lap and getting pampered sounds like my ideal life.”

Both of you burst out laughing at the ridiculous notion of Jing Yuan being a lap cat, your spirits lifting as the mood brightened even more.

“Ah, but if you ever want to take a break and relax, you’re always welcome to see me,” you say in a softer voice this time, resuming running your fingers through his tresses.

“I’ll keep your invitation in mind,” he replied, his voice dropping an octave as he relaxed into your touch once more.

The minutes pass in a comfortable and serene atmosphere, with you pampering Jing Yuan with affectionate caresses, meanwhile, the man listens to you talk about your day. You both knew that after this he would have to go back and complete the mountain of work waiting for him, but for now, you were content to spend this little bit of time with your beloved.

Under the warm sun and gentle breeze, with his head resting comfortably on your lap, Jing Yuan felt himself growing drowsy. His eyelids became heavier, and his body didn’t want to move from his position on your lap.

Noticing the General grow sleepy, you fought the urge to tease him. If you pointed out his sleepiness, he would most likely apologize and put a stop to this tranquil moment by getting up and heading back to work. He already saw you less than either of you wanted, simply because work kept him busy. Moments like these were a luxury.

Keeping quiet, you gently massage his scalp until his breaths even out and become deeper, seeming to have fallen asleep. His expression looked so serene and vulnerable, something that very few people have had the chance to witness. As his lover, you were privy to this sight more than most. You watch over him with a small smile on your face, gently tucking away a stray strand of his hair.

Thinking he was asleep, you lean down to press a lingering kiss to his forehead, but as you straighten, you notice Jing Yuan peering up at you with an amused glint in his eyes.

Growing flustered, you quickly look away, feeling your cheeks heat up with a blush.

Jing Yuan only laughs in response, but his laughter quickly turns into a contented purr as you shut him up with another head massage. Whatever teasing remark he had prepared, immediately died on his tongue as relaxation washed over him and he felt sleep take hold of his mind again.

“It’s ok, take a nap. I’ll wake you up in a few minutes,” you murmur, willing Jing Yuan to finally get some rest. You could tell he wanted to protest, but with a light brush of your thumbs over his temples, he released a sigh of defeat and conceded.

“You certainly know how to take advantage of my weaknesses,” he chuckled, voice a little hoarse from drowsiness.

Despite his initial reluctance, Jing Yuan fell asleep fairly quickly. The continuous days of endless work had left him exhausted, but your tender pampering and sweet company were just the respite he needed.

“Sleep tight,” you whisper, gracing him with another sweet kiss on his forehead.

#hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #argenti x reader #hsr argenti x reader #aventurine x reader #hsr aventurine x reader #jing yuan x reader #I just want to hug Aventurine and protect him from the world #even though he'll be the one protecting me once I pull him lol

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