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wileycap · 2 months

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So, uh, Netflix Avatar, huh? Yeah. I guess I'll make a really long post about it because ATLA brainrot has is a cornerstone of my personality at this point.

So.

It's okay. B, maybe a C+.

That's it.

Now for the spoilers:

The biggest issue with the Netflix version is the pacing. Scenes come out of nowhere and many of the episodes are disjointed. Example: Aang escaping from Zuko's ship. We see him getting the key and going "aha!", and in the next scene he's in Zuko's room. And then he just runs out, no fun acrobatics or fights, and immediately they go to the Southern Air Temple where he sees Gyatso's corpse, goes into the Avatar state, and then sees Gyatso being really cheesy, comes out of it, and resolves that conflict. Nothing seems to lead into anything. The characters don't get to breathe.

The show's worst mistake (aside from Iroh fucking murdering Zhao) is its' first one: they start in the past. Instead of immediately introducing us to our main characters and dropping us into a world where we have a perfect dynamic where Aang doesn't know the current state of the world and Katara and Sokka don't know about the past, thus allowing for seamless and organic worldbuilding and exposition, they just... tell us. "Hey, this is what happened, ok, time for Aang!" There's no mystery, no intrigue, just a stream of information being shoved down the audience's throats and then onto the next set piece.

The visuals are for the most part great, but like with most Netflix productions, they just don't have great art direction. It feels like a video game cinematic, where everything is meant to be Maximum Cool - and none of the environments get to breathe. It's like they have tight indoor sets (with some great set design) and then they have a bunch of trailer shots. It's oozing with a kind of very superficial love.

Netflix still doesn't know how to do lighting, and with how disjointed the scenes are, the locations end up feeling like a parade of sets rather than actual cities or forests or temples. As for the costumes, Netflix still doesn't know how to do costumes that look like they're meant to be actually worn, so many of the characters seem weirdly uncomfortable, like they're afraid of creasing their pristine costumes.

The acting is decent to good, for the most part. I can't tell if the weaker moments come down to the actors or the direction and editing, but if I had to guess, I'd say the latter. Iroh and Katara are the weakest, Sokka is the most consistent, Zuko hits the mark most of the time, and Aang is okay. I liked Suki (though... she was weirdly horny? Like?) but Yue just fell kind of flat.

The tight fight choreography of the original is replaced with a bunch of spinny moves and Marvel fighting, though there are some moments of good choreography, like the Agni Kai between Ozai and Zuko (there's a million things I could say about how bad it was thematically, but this post is overly long already.) There's an actually hilarious moment in the first episode when Zuko is shooting down Aang, and he does jazz hands to charge up his attack.

Then there's the characters. Everybody feels very static - Zuko especially gets to have very little agency. A great example of that is the scene in which Iroh tells Lieutenant Jee the story of Zuko's scar.

In the original, it's a very intimate affair, and he doesn't lead the crew into any conclusions. Here, Iroh straight up tells the crew "you are the 41st, he saved your lives" and then the crew shows Zuko some love. A nice moment, but it feels unearned, when contrasted with the perfection of The Storm. In The Storm, Zuko's words and actions directly contradict each other, and Iroh's story gives the crew (and the audience) context as to why, which makes Zuko a compelling character. We get to piece it out along with them. Here - Iroh just flat out says it. He just says it, multiple times, to hammer in the point that hey, Zuko is Good Actually.

And then there's Iroh. You remember the kindly but powerful man who you can see gently nudging Zuko to his own conclusions? No, he's a pretty insecure dude who just tells Zuko that his daddy doesn't love him a lot and then he kills Zhao. Yeah. Iroh just plain kills Zhao dead. Why?

Iroh's characterization also makes Zuko come off as dumb - not just clueless and deluded, no, actually stupid. He constantly gets told that Iroh loves him and his dad doesn't, and he doesn't have any good answers for that, so he just... keeps on keeping on, I guess? This version of Zuko isn't conflicted and willfully ignorant like the OG, he's just... kind of stupid. He's not very compelling.

In the original, Zuko is well aware of Azula's status as the golden child. It motivates him - he twists it around to mean that he, through constant struggle, can become even stronger than her, than anyone. Here, Zhao tells him that "no, ur dad likes her better tee hee" and it's presented as some kind of a revelation. And then Iroh kills Zhao. I'm sorry I keep bringing that up, but it's just such an unforgiveable thematic fuckup that I have to. In the original, Zhao falls victim to his hubris, and Zuko gets to demonstrate his underlying compassion and nobility when he offers his hand to Zhao. Then we get some ambiguity in Zhao: does he refuse Zuko's hand because of his pride, or is it his final honorable action to not drag Zuko down with him? A mix of both? It's a great ending to his character. Here, he tries to backstab Zuko and then Iroh, who just sort of stood off to the side for five minutes, goes "oh well, it's murderin' time :)"

They mess with the worldbuilding in ways that didn't really need to be messed with. The Ice Moon "brings the spirit world and the mortal world closer together"? Give me a break. That's something you made up, as opposed to the millenia of cultural relevance that the Solstice has. That's bad, guys. You replaced something real with something you just hastily made up. There's a lot of that. We DID NOT need any backstory for Koh, for one. And Katara and Sokka certainly didn't need to be captured by Koh. I could go on and on, but again, this post is already way too long.

It's, um, very disappointing. A lot of telling and not very much showing, and I feel like all of the characters just... sort of end up in the same place they started out in. I feel like we don't see any of the characters grow: they're just told over and over again how they need to grow and what they need to do.

To sum it up: Netflix Avatar is a mile wide, but an inch deep.

#avatar the last airbender #atla #atla spoilers #avatar netflix #netflix avatar #atla live action #netflix atla #zuko #iroh #katara #aang #sokka #zhao #ozai #review

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heartfullofleeches · 5 months

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Current Brainrot~ Creep Yan plans to summon a powerful demon to kill those who have wronged them through their life - only it probably wasn't best to follow everything they read online as they actually end up summoning Clown Demon Darling who only knows how to kill with laughter. It's still their job to grant the human who summons them pure happiness and seeing as the only thing that would make Creep happy is brains splattered across the wall - Darling agrees to help them... On one condition. They need to clean up the mess they made in their room. And take a shower. When was the last time they had one of those? And buy some ice cream. Demon Darling loves ice cream, but it always melts before they get to enjoy all of it because they want to savior every bite. Creep should have done too, of course!

Just a sad, homidical maniac and the annoyingly sweet demon servant who day by day improves their life and makes it impossible for them to even breathe properly if they're not by their clown's side. I'd love to explore a reversal scenario with Creep Darling and Clown Yan eventually, but what we have rn is beautiful.

Clown Darling: Hellooo, new friend! It's so wonderful to meet you! My name is Y/n the clown, and I'm here to make you the happiest you'll ever be. What should we do first, bud? Play games? Bake cookies? Draw-

Creep Yan: I want you to kill my entire family and former friends.

Clown Darling: ....I have checkers?

[Creep Yan lays on the floor of their bedroom in one of their moods when Clown Darling lays beside them throwing their arm over their chest]

Creep Yan: What the hell are you doing?

Clown Darling: Giving you a hug! I love hugs from my friends when I'm sad. Didn't your friends give you hugs?

Creep Yan: no.

Clown Darling: oh- I'm sorry

Creep Yan: I never said let go.

Clown Darling: Ice cream!

Creep Yan: Eat it normally - I don't want melted ice cream everywhere

Clown Darling: Kay! [Unhinges their jaw and swallows the cone whole - licking each finger with their unnaturally long tongue]

Creep Yan: ....Never do that again and stay out of my room tonight.

Clown Darling: Why? :(

Creep Yan: You're not gonna like what you see

#yandere #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere oc #creep yan #yandere text #yandere concept

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crimsonbubble · 1 year

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Thigh riding and dirty talk with the val guys 🙏

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, thigh riding, praise, degradation, overstimulation, marking, poorly translated languages *not proofread, just pure brainrot

[breach isn't here bc I just didn't want to write for him :// this is so rushed and half assed im sorry 😭😭]

MINORS DNI!!

brimstone (daddy issues popped out with this one yikes)

a sweetheart

literally so attentive

does the work for you

holds you against him as he rocks your hips against his thigh

"atta boy/girl, doing so good baby."

chamber

cocky mf

he either sits back and watches you do all the work

or literally can't sit still and guides your hips over his thigh

loves watching you melt into him when he guides your hips to ride out your orgasm

likes when your nails dig into his shoulders when he keeps your hips moving after your first orgasm

"you can give me one more, right mon ange (my angle)?" "be good for me and give me one more, pour que je puisse m'occuper de toi. (so I can take care of you)."

cypher

good mix of degradation and praise

loves to see you get all flustered when you rub against him

lives for the way you get flustered and hide your face behind your hand

"oh come on, is that the best you can do?"

harbor

his focus is on you

forget about him

let him take care of you

holds you so carefully

rubs your back as his hands follow the movements of your hips

"don't worry about me, let's focus on you, yea?"

kay/o

he's a robot therefore he vibrates

I feel like you'd have to like show him porn or smth to get him to understand the concept of dirty talk

but I feel like he'd be a little stiff with it, not really sure what to do

but give him time to research and study a bit and he'll get the hang of it

"take it easy, just like that."

omen

so touchy

literally wants you to cling to him

like just bury yourself into his arms as you pleasure yourself on him

lets out soft grumbles that can only be considered as some form of purring

"my sweetling, so good to me."

phoenix

literally does not know when to shut up

will run his mouth about how good you look and how well you're doing

easiest way to shut him up is to kiss him

the easiest way to keep him quiet is to make out with him

not just a few short kisses

I mean full sloppy kisses, desperate grabbing at each other and feeling all over one another

"c'mon baby, do it for me." "fuck, you're so good to me."

sova

an absolute sweetheart like brim

he'll keep his hands on your thighs as you rut against him

he'll take over when you start whining and slowing down

praise praise praise

sova loves seeing how your cheeks grow warmer and how you hide your face when he tells you how pretty you look

"such a good boy/girl for me, дорогой (sweetheart)." "its okay, I've got you, keep going for me, малыш (baby)

yoru

mixes praise and degradation like he's a fckn chef or smth

gets off on you rutting against his thigh as much as you're getting off to you rutting on his thigh

hickeys upon hickeys

love bites upon love bites

he can't keep his mouth off you

"look at the mess you made on me, you little whore." "fuck you look so pretty like this, fuckin use me, c'mon."

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golden-afternoon · 1 month

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Yeah I was working on another actual fic but uhhh the 'Nari brainrot took over so uhhh here take me going insane over him and rambling about what comes to my mind. Kay? Kay.

Warnings - nsfw, mating cycle talk from a person who only has google by her side, absolutely not proofread having gone straight from brain to paper, and just know there is a solid chance I'll have more to say about this in the future.

Tighnari, by his very nature, is a very compartmentalized person. His own problems stay within himself to be dealt with later when he is done and everyone else's needs are already attended to. Always concerned with helping others and keeping things in order, even to the point of staying up into the early hours of the morning, less concerned with himself than those around him. If he’s ever struggling with anything at all, he will do absolutely everything in his power to keep anyone from knowing about it, much less something as personal as this.

In the early months of the year, especially as Lantern Rite nears, Tighnari becomes withdrawn. Quieter, more distant. The Forest Watchers have been talking for forever back and forth swapping theories and rumors in not so hushed tones.

“I heard Master Tighnari lost a family member around this time of year.”

“Really? I heard he just reeeeally hates any kind of festivities especially Lantern Rite because it's so noisy, even when not in Liyue.”

“I dunno, maybe he's just sensitive to the cold?”

Unlike the usual case where he was quick to nip such chatter in the bud and tell off the Rangers for gossiping, he remains entirely silent on the issue, otherwise carrying on as usual. Setting up excursions, documenting his findings, helping and guiding wherever he was needed…

Until he just can't stand it anymore. With hardly a word, save perhaps to Collei to ask her to care for things in his absence, he retreats, hiding himself away in his hut, barricading himself in completely so no nosy Rangers have any reason to loiter around.

He hates it.

He understands it's natural and it's going to happen and blah blah blah, but it was such a nuisance to his life he would give anything to not have to put up with it. The worst of it usually lasts a week or two before he can at least carry some semblance of normalcy and feel willing and able to return to work, but while he's in it, it drives him insane.

Some years it's so bad that he can't even focus on anything other than the absolutely filthy thoughts that plague his mind, his hands shaking so hard he can't even hold a pen long enough to attempt any sort of work. Even like this he just doesn't feel right not being productive especially when he's always running around here and there the rest of the year, why should this be any different?

Head slamming into his desk with a groan, a flush curling up his cheeks and neck. Eventually he has to crack, begrudgingly caring for the needs that grow and grow and grow and become nigh insatiable during his rut.

It starts out almost clinical, looking to just take care of a symptom of an illness almost. Face flushed, lips curled into a deep frown, he sits at his desk, fisting his cock with precision, hoping to get it over with as fast as possible by hitting everything just right.

But no. After dealing with this for years you think he would have known by now that just once isn't enough, yet he still hopes year after year. It only gets worse. Over and over and over again until he's just sore and it hurts. Until he can't keep jerking it lest he make his own skin turn raw. By this point he usually finds himself in his bed, ears flat and face buried into some blankets to muffle the pathetic whimpers that left his lips as he kept grinding his hips into the pillows over and over and over and over, chasing even the slightest modicum of relief.

And most of the time, as annoying as it is, it was completely fine for him to just be stuck imagining some faceless, nameless mate beneath him as he struggled to sate these urges. However, if Tighnari has a bit of a crush… Well, he'd be in for a rude awakening if he hadn't already acknowledged his feelings for you.

I could see poor Tighnari getting almost ill as he realized the cute moans he was imagining sounded a little too much like your voice. Everything freezes for a moment, his stomach lurching both from the realization and the sudden loss of friction when he faltered. He tries so hard to brush it aside, chastising himself for pulling you into his filthy mind right then. But it doesn't stop. Your face, your voice, your skin. Everything. Everything stays in his mind and he cannot stop it. He feels such overwhelming shame about it, but… he does eventually give in and just let whatever fantasies take root, especially since it seems to ease the feelings when he does.

But when he sees you after the worst of it is over and he leaves his hut, guilt grips around his heart and memories of those fantasies rush into his head, leaving him turning on his heel to avoid you at all costs, honestly risking you thinking he hates you with how intensely he's ignoring you.

It's even worse because Tighnari considers hiding in his hut again for even longer as usually he was fine when the worst of it passed, he could resume his duties, but with you around, he could feel his hands shaking, the intense urge to find you wherever you were and pin you down immediately was so strong it scared him a little. Sometimes it caught him off guard too, like he would catch your scent on the breeze and while in his rut, he would genuinely get so horny so fast he's gotten lightheaded, having to catch himself on whatever was nearby so he didn't go crashing down.

If he hated his rut before, the shame of all this made him absolutely loathe it.

Maybe one day you can find a way to make it a liiiiittle more bearable for him ♡

#sunny brainrots #a little bit of spice #sunny's beloveds #genshin posting #tighnari smut #tighnari x reader #help im so normal about him-#everyone talks about this for him but MAN #i wanna talk about it even if its been said before!!!!#tighnari

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cloudcountry · 10 months

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Hello, feel free to ignore this, but I am experiencing Floyd Leech brainrot. Could I request Floyd with an overstimulated S/O? As in them getting overwhelmed by too much noise or too many people? Thank you, whether you do it or not.

Have a good day/night, drink lots of water, and I’ll probably be kn your inbox more often

SUMMARY: Floyd's little shrimpy is overstimulated.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: i based this on how i get when i'm overstimulated ^^ i hope you like it!! C: <3

The Mostro Lounge’s Friday night party is in full swing, and Floyd is in the middle of it all. Azul is having a hard time trying to get him off of the tables as he twirls around, shoes tapping against the tabletop.

Eventually he gets bored, as he always does, and hops off to find you. Azul is still yelling at him but at the end of the day, both of them know there’s nothing he can do to stop Floyd from doing what he wants.

He finds you in a corner, tucked away from the crowds with a drink in your hand. He squeals out a loud “Shrimpy!” and full-on tackles you, intent on squeezing you until—

You’re shaking. Floyd steps back, holding you at arm's length. There’s something in him that’s screaming for him to find the source, whether it be an injury or a person or a simple worry of yours.

“What happened, Shrimpy?” Floyd asks, leaning in close to you, “Did someone hurt you? Tell me what happened.” You don’t say anything, and that only worries him more, so he throws you over his shoulder unceremoniously and carries you outside.

Once the thrumming of the music dies down, Floyd sets you down and grips you by the shoulders again. His eyes are boring into yours as if he’s waiting for something, but you literally can’t answer him.

“Are you going through one of those overstimulating things again?” Floyd drawls, gathering that much from your lack of response. When you don’t move and don’t say anything, he hums thoughtfully.

“Kay Shrimpy. You’re coming to my room where it’s quiet and we’re going to hang out.” Floyd giggles, beaming. His smile is oddly reassuring, even though the lighting makes it look like he’s leering at you.

“Now, you can either walk back, or I can throw you over my shoulder and carry you.” he taps his chin as if thinking about which he should pick. Then he huffs and lifts you into his arms without doing either.

You look up at him, confused, but he just smiles at you. “Whaaat? I gotta take care of my Shrimpy, don’t I?” He nuzzles your forehead and presses a kiss to your hairline, and you know things will be okay.

#auburn's requests <3 #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #disney twst x reader #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland x reader #disneys twisted wonderland

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ceruleancattail · 1 month

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CERU HELLO HOW ARE YOU?

THIS IS VERY RANDOM BUT, listen...ok read.

Cater can split himself, and he's quite a natural with that power. It's them, and those clones are him.

BUT It turns out that through that old mirror, you actually already knew a "Cater". People do nothing but repeat themselves between these two worlds.

The current Cater eventually discovers why you want to returning to that world. He noticed it, that lightness you have to talk to him, be in his company and touch him... but not with the others. Even though didn't know each other at all, there was a strange "spark."

"C´on, I can be better than that Clone of yours, you know? No need to go back, I can be a better boyfriend too, Kay?" *kabedon against the mirror*

The TWST characters exist in the "original" world but they get jealous when they discover it. Not sure if this already exists, but needed to tell you, yandere enjoyer. Cater one was just.. #perfect.

Sorry for this, bye-

*rolls on the floor and throws out the window*

COCO I AM LOOKING. EYES WIDE OPEN, PERCEIVING. STARING, EVEN. COME BACK HERE!!!!!!! HENWJWKWIWI OK THIS IS SUCH A BRAINROT THO OH MY GOODNESS. JEALOUSY OF ANOTHER VERSION OF HIM???? DOING HIS BEST TO ONE-UP HIMSELF OH MY GOD. IT’S A WHOLE NEW MEANING TO SELF HATRED I AM SCREECHING-

Coming out of that coffin, staring at a person that you find oh-so-familiar…. It’s a comforting presence, knowing at least there’s someone you recognise in this strange land. Someone you know, perhaps even trust…

In this case it’s Cater, isn’t it? Calling out to him, arms outstretched… well, it does take him by surprise. The doubt was etched on his face for just a brief second, but that was enough for you to draw back. Great Seven, you looked so hurt… like a kicked puppy.

There was something oddly cute about that.

After getting to know you a little more, Cater grows acutely aware of another “Cater”. Him, but from the universe you were from. You seem pretty close to that one, always yammering about what both of you did, what he said. You speak about that Cater so fondly, beaming away brightly.

So brightly that Cater can hardly stand to look at you straight on. That sort of love and passion isn’t too new to him. Hey, he has quite the number of followers on Magicam! Cater’s no stranger to being fawned over.

Yet to have someone who knows you so intimately, to speak of you with such tender affection in their voice… you might just succeed in making old Cay Cay’s heart skip a beat!

Slowly, Cater starts to make his move. Taking on “Cater’s” mannerisms, greeting you much more casually. Carefully playing a role, moving ever so grudgingly slow. No sense in scaring you away, hm?

Yet no matter what he does,

it’s still not the same.

it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same it’s still not the same-

You still want to go back. Go back to your life, go back to the “Cater” you know and love. Gods, what was the problem with you? He did everything right, played a role he knew you loved. Cater went through hell, melding himself into the perfect “Cater”.

Wasn’t he what you wanted?

Was he not good enough?

Arm slamming into the glass of the mirror, he could feel the surface crack. Feel the fragments jutting upwards ever so slightly, digging into the bone of his knuckles. Hey, why do you want to go home that bad? Isn’t everything just the same here?

You have to go back to Cater?

Now that just hurts his feelings.

You could see the cracks crawling across Cater’s expression. His lips twitching, a smile drawn tight across his lips. Eyes narrowing ever so slightly, a cold steel determination glinting menacingly within those emerald irises.

Cater this, Cater that.

Open your eyes.

Isn’t he right here?

#twisted wonderland #twst #cater diamond #cater x reader #cater diamond x reader #cater #protection charm ♦️#I hope you’re happy with what you’ve done Coco #look what you made me do (Ceru enjoyed it immensely)

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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Brainrot rn is!!- Clumsy, blushing, just absolutely lovesick just sooo down bad for u making out~ it’s midnight so ignore typos ‘kay? Thanks! 🫡

It’s a little obvious when he’s trying to work up the nerve to actually kiss you first. His hands fidget in his lap and he glances at you every few seconds, blushing a little before turning away again.

Until finally he’s kissing you, it’s only happened when you both just happened to turn and face each other-

But once he gets the hang of it, he’s pretty good~

I mean still a little awkward, at least at first, because he still doesn’t know what to do with his hands….and kinda ends up holding your forearms so you can’t pull away too soon as his lips clumsily lock with yours.

But then~

When your lips are on his and you’re not pulling away but instead leaning in for more, he relaxes instantly and just enjoys the feeling of your lips on his.

He doesn’t even notice at first that his arms moved, to pull you closer. Practically holding you against his chest as he begins to nibble on your lip.

He always loves having you straddle him as you make out, playing around with the pace of your kisses.

Lips moving slower, while he holds you so close that there’s no space left between you, until he leans back~ Taking in your flushed face and watching you suck in air.

Now that he’s got you like this his hands are far more confident and moving all over you~

#this was about Levi but I didn’t actually put his name anywhere so just imagine your fave ig-#obey me!#suggestive #Levi <333 #obey me smut #obey me suggestive #obey me x reader #obey me x chubby reader #obey me levi #om!#om! suggestive #om! x reader #obmswd x reader #obmswd suggestive #x reader #your fav #hsr x reader

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pennylime · 1 year

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HARK! (I really don't know if this fandom is dead or not lmao)

So, I like, just got into this fandom like 2 weeks ago. I first came across it abt 2-3 years ago, but went "that sounds complicated, I just don't want to get into it." And man do I regret everything. I'm slowly but surely starting to understand things and I love it sm. The brainrot is real guys.

I started like, planning out my own little au, but there's still so many things I'm confused abt lol, but that's part of the fun ig. It's like, I wanna try and stay true to Kay's and Anna's original plan, but I just can't find much abt it. And there's so many things that I don't know that are like, fandom wide accepted. Esp kingdom names lol. But I'm trying, and I'm just having fun with it. Thats the beauty of this au. don't like it? Well, change it, lol, and no one will care.

Okeyyy, rambling overr.

#fanart #vat7k #varian and the 7 kingdoms #varian and the seven kingdoms #varian #ulla #ulla vat7k #varian vat7k #rapunzles tangled adventure #tangled the series #my art #artist on tumblr #digital art #speed paint #the brainrot has consumed me #this au is literally my entire life rn

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theorphicangel · 9 months

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𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐛𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

author’s note: I keep getting gojo brainrot on my feed and it’s making me absolutely sick so I must write to heal

cw: a little nsfw, 18+, oral sex (f.receiving), fem! Reader, praise,

- I’d like to start off by saying…the most obvious which is that he’s annoying

- you have an essay due tmr?

- you are getting absolutely no peace.

you need to go the libarary to study?

- okay, he’s by your side with his cheap supposed “noise cancelling” headphones but he’s misunderstood that they’re not noise cancelling for everyone else because you can still hear the song lyrics

- “baby…could you turn that down?”

- “what? no, it’s noise cancellation you can’t hear anything.”

- “but—” he slides them back on before you finish

- BUT however when you do need space to revise for an exam or prepare your project he will give it to you undoubtedly

- but that also means he’ll burst into your room every 30 mins or so to make sure you’re stacked up on snacks or that you’re hydrated

- “did you drink water? I heard your brain needs water like all the time so you need to drink water ‘Kay?”

- “Satoru, you’ve brought me 5 water bottles”

- but that’s not to say he won’t help with your revision, in fact he’ll make sure you’ll be able to recall info

- and boy does he have methods

- “what was the answer to that one again?”

- you moan lightly in response your, thighs trembling with his two fingers deep inside you, and at your failure to provide an answer he removes them,

- you whine at the emptiness and he tuts shaking his head, “c’mon you know this one.”

- shutting your eyes, you blurt out the answer

- “that’s my girl, you’ll pass this exam in no time, one more question and then I’ll let you cum.”

- in between your cries and mewls, he praises you for what you’ve managed to recall with him between your legs

- and yes, as per the image at the top he will give you a cd 💀

- “Satoru…what is this?”

- he deadpans you, “can you not read it? It says-“

- “no, I know what it says dumbass, I mean why?”

- “can a guy not do something nice for you?” and then he has attitude🙄 “I’ll take it back then.”

- you’re obviously quick to reject that notion for sureeeee

- if you’re an English major he will not leave your books alone

- “what is this? Shakespeare?”

- he’ll open it up and recite a random page in the most god awful British accent stumbling over the words

“That doesn’t even make sense, why is this guy famous?”

- however, maybe he’d get into pride and prejudice…slowly

- it probably take him a long time to read each page, trying to make sense of who is who

- “so nobody likes mr darcy already? Damn, he didn’t even do anything.”

- but when you show him the movie version he would so swoon over it immediately

- he would play it for one of your movie nights calling it your favourite when it’s actually a secret favourite of his

- and he be quoting everything mr darcy says

- he makes fun of your handwriting constantly if you annotate your books/ or write down notes OR if he missed a lecture and obviously copies up from you

- “is that supposed to be an a?”

- “it’s an e!”

- “ s’not my fault it looks so similar!”

I shall make a part two if I can think of more annoying college!bf gojo🧍🏿‍♂️

reblogs are much appreciated 🫶

#very rushed and random #angel writes #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #jjk smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk imagines #gojo fluff #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru headcanons

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txtistheloml · 8 months

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pls make more kai smuts

hi anonie !! you didnt specify so i hope this is okie <3

sweet treats - huening kai

word count: 961..!! (this is pure brainrot effects 🫡🫡)

warnings: implied afab!reader, pure fluff at the start tbh, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap guys!), oral (fem rec.), nth much tbh, lmk if i missed anyth !!

as we all know, kai loves loves loves egg tarts! so on a day while he was at practice, you pulled out some recipes and youtube videos to try and recreate it for him since he had been working so hard on the new comeback these days!

dribbles of raw egg were here and there on the countertop, flour practically everywhere - even on your face to say the least, packs of sugar, cartons of milk, cans of custard laying on every part of the counter as you finally push the tray or egg tarts onto the oven rack for baking.

sighing at the mess you made, you cleaned it up hastily knowing kai was going to be back soon and you definitely did NOT want him to see the utter mess you went through just to bake him his precious egg tarts.

as the oven goes ding!, signalling the egg tarts were ready, you took them out for them to cool as you looked at your creation, the look of proudness clear in your eyes.

just as you are fanning the tray of egg tarts with your mittens, you could hear the door unlocking, kai coming through the door immediately running to you in tiny, giving you a back hug and a kiss on your jaw.

“woah, y/nie you made these? they look so good!” kai exclaimed as you only giggle and nod, saying, “of course i did! who else would be so nice to you other than mee <3 oh but you can’t eat them yet though they have to cool first!” and luckily you said it just on time as kai was already reaching out for it, sending a playful smile your way.

“hmm, how should we pass time now while waiting baby?” kai mumbles as he starts trailing kisses in the span of your neck, clearly having plans laid out in his mind already, but he wasn’t to blame! you were in one of his big shirts and only your cute underwear baking his egg tarts for him, who could resist that sight?

turning around in his embrace to face him, you press a chaste kiss on his lips before pulling away swiftly, leaving kai to whine but his whines were cut short as you connect your lips again, in a more sensual way this time. kai instinctively starts bucking his hips foward seeking for much needed friction. pushing you backwards onto the counter, he starts grinding your already drenched cunt, causing you to let out a soft moan as he glides past your clit. he takes this chance to slide his tongue into your mouth, merely taking dominance as you follow his leading, tongues dancing together as he gives you delicious friction by grinding into your cunt.

you pull away abrubtly, needing to fuel air into your lungs after that kiss, whining need more hyuka.. as you claw on his sturdy chest. “my princess deserves a reward for being so good for me no? fuck i’ve been thinking about you and your sweet cunt throughout practice today.” he says as he drops to his knees, practically ripping your underwear off impatiently. he doesn’t wait for a reply as he gives a hard suck to your clit, the sensation too sudden as you let out a loud moan. kai continues lapping at your cunt, switching between using his tongue to circle your clit and sucking it. as soon as a hurried m’close hyuka! tumbles from your lips, he’s pushing two fingers into you and pumping them in and out so quickly, hitting your sweet spot immediately from memory.

shameless whines and moans were tumbling out of your mouth as waves of your orgasm washes over you, kai helping you to ride through it, slowly slowing down to a complete stop. kai stands up maintaining eye contact with you as he laps the cum of his fingers, chuckling when he sees you taking in shaky breathes, still recovering from your high.

pulling down his sweats as he gives his dick a few pumps, he’s walking even closer to you, gliding his tip up and down your folds before placing his thumb at your clit and rubbing it steadily as he sinks into your cute lil hole slowly. everytime you and hyuka had sex it always felt new, the slight burn every time he splits you apart with his long and girthy dick is something you would never get used to.

as he waits for you to get used to his size, he’s fondling with your breasts, rolling the nipple between his fingers, the thumb on your clit never stopping. when you give him the go-ahead, boy is completely gone. thrusting into you sloppily but roughly as he mutters something about have been waiting for this all day love.. with moans in between every few words. this was enough to drive you insane, his delicious dick going in and out of you, hand working on your clit has you on the verge of tears, babbling something kai can’t seem to understand along with cries of pleasure. with the both of you chasing your high relentlessly, it doesn’t take long before you’re cumming together, moans so loud you’re sure your neighbours have heard you. kai is still not letting up, fucking into you with as much energy as before, wanting to fuck his pretty girl dumb as a thank you.

when he’s finally done with you though, he would be so so sweet, helping you run a shower before settling down before the tv, turning on the current show you were watching and feeding you egg tarts as if he wasn’t rearranging your guts just a second ago. cuddles and kisses are definitely a must from the aftercare king <33

feedback would be appreciated along w likes nd rbs hehe~

#hueningkai drabble #huening kai smut #hueningkai fic #txt drabbles #txt smut #txt fics #evelyn answers #evelyn’s works ⭐️

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fatuismooches · 8 months

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*kicks door open*

Saw that Dottore post talking in a different language in the middle of class. It will NOT stop me for brain rotting.

God he'd say everything and anything he wants to tell you in the language that attracts you the most and he'd laugh affectionately when you glate at him with a red face. He'd be SO teasing about it, calling you pet names you don't know the meaning of but he says it so sweet and tender that it makes ur heart beat so fast,, you'd see him leaving notes to you with lines of what it seems to be a poem and you dont understand at all, and the segments do it to you as well like!!! CMON 😭😭

They refuse to help you study the language bc it's not a collective thing they do and they all use so many different languages it makes ur head spin

IM IN SHAMBLES MOOCHES... THAT ANON GOT ME ON A FRENZY OF IDEAS IM CRYING GFAHGHGDHGRSAAGGHHHH

But imagine making ur own language just to level with dottore???? After learning it and developing it n becoming fluent, you burned all ur notes and documents of your own language and u watch him and the segments fume when you talk to him in a language he has never heard of

(Now imagine talking to a fellow harbinger with the said language, teaching them to further egg on him 🤭🤭🤭)

HCHKCHDOEHFOSIW this is kaiser and it's time for me to EXPLODE 💥💥💥

AHHUDWDWD THIS IS SO SO CUTE. IM BRAINROTTING SOOO HARD BEFORE CLASS UGHHH I LOVE THESE IDEAS😭😭❤️ He would be SO relentless with teasing you, you would literally have to BEG him to return to speaking in your native language because he is a monster ugh 😒😤 You would have no idea what he's saying no matter how much you try and plead for him to tell you... you eventually hear certain words so many times you just associate them with a pet name that you still have no clue as to what it is. You HATE how much he has you wrapped around his finger and blushing but you also love it because who doesn't love when the Doctor is so outwardly affectionate to you 😔❤️ tHE POEMS BRO. THE POEMS. I think he's also very bad at written affection but since it's in another language he has creative freedom 😭 you'll never know the disgusting sappy things he'll write. The clones being in on it is the funniest part lmao you thought they would be on your side 😭😭💔

oh MY GOD THOUGH READER MAKING THEIR OWN LANGUAGE IS MY FAVORITEEE PART!!!! I love when reader tries to one-up Dottore, like, two can play at that game honey, i'm not your lover for no reason 🤭 LMAO i can just imagine reader grinding out their language verbally and written, day and night, just to spite Dottore and make him feel what you feel >:)

The look on their faces would be PRICELESS. Dottore would ask you to repeat what you said and you would, happily, and then walk away as if what you said is everyday language... they would be scrambling to figure out what is going onnnnn 😭 HELP YESSS Pantalone, Bina, and Childe are the best candidates 🤭 He would be so annoyed at seeing you communicate with these three so jollying... ehehe also teaching his child clone the language too, because the baby would never betray you either and would stick his tongue out at the bribing of other clones.

DEEP BREATHES KAI DONT EXPLODE- 😭

#smooches talks #moots: kai <3 #dottore love notes <3 #zandy bb <3 #i love how we're all reading fanfics during class #actually this takes me back to a time when i was reading one of ur fics in class and my friend was watching me and i had to stop 😭#PLS SEND ANY MORE IDEAS IM BEGGING I LOVE UR WRITING #i cant i love this dynamic sm #how long do u think itll take for him to decipher ur language tho with that brain of his lmfao

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jettorii · 1 year

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OKAY BUT SEEING UR AMAZING ART HAS BROUGHT BACK THE NINJAGO BRAINROT JSALLKAA

I give you this little headcanon: Lloyd had no idea what tickling was when he first showed up with the gang, but when the others found out, especially Cole and Kai omg-, they were absoloute menances. They were so happy to find a way to get him to stop acting all high and mighty (and also cuz they think he deserves to be a kid and laugh)

Even now that hes all grown up they still like to get him, especially when he goes on about how he "grew out of that years ago" and whenever he starts acting grumpy. (But its fine he dosent mind it hes super touch starved anyways-)

When he was a little kid someone would have to help hold the other down, usually Cole holding down Kai cuz hes a tratorious bastard, so Lloyd could get revenge. But now thats hes all grown up hes much more capable of getting revenge against his older brothers >:)

GRGAHAGG YOU ARE SO RIGHT

the four were disgusting with the way they introduced lloyd to tickling LMFAOO they totally messed with him so good in the beginning and present because of how ridiculously ticklish he was

#TEEHEHRHEHE IM THINKING IM THINKING #ninja sillies #ninjago tickle #jettbox #headcanons!!!#jettdoodles

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beanswrites · 4 months

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At The Brink Of Dawn

i'm sick so i really really felt like i needed some of this toothrotting fluff

and i think i might be back in peter b. parker brainrot soo hope you enjoy!!

pairings: Peter B. Parker (from Spiderman: Spiderverse) x fem! reader

tags: fluff, cuddling, kissing, Peter and reader are engaged

summary: one warm, lazy morning Peter and you share

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"Mmhh.." You mumble as your eyes slowly open, getting used to the sunlight which passed your blinds and lit up your room.

It was early, you knew. The alarm you set for 9 AM still hasn't rang, and the warm body next to you was, well, still asleep. Either your fiance slept in with you, or you had the pleasure of waking up before him.

One strong bicep is wrapped around you, holding you as if you were his life-sized teddy bear. You try to wiggle out of his arms to get up, but he doesn't let you, tightening his half-asleep grip.

"Mh, honey? You awake?"

You ask, turning to face him. He's letting out soft little snores as you cuddle close to his chest.

"C'mon, Spidey, wake up..." You press kisses into his stubbled jaw, trying to gently stir him awake.

Peter groaned, not very pleased to wake up.

"Mornin', hun..." He sleepily hummed into your hair, greedy hands running to grab at your flesh and feel your skin pressed to his. His calloused palms went under the hem of his T-shirt you always wore to sleep, grabbing a handful of your tighs.

"Peter!" You laugh as you feel him kneed your curves, almost as if he was making sure that you were actually there, next to him. Suddenly, his strong arms pull you too him, flipping you to be spread on top of his chest. You cuddled into his dad-bod, letting him twirl your hair between his fingers.

"How'd you sleep, babe?"

"Like. A. Baby. Literally never better. In fact, I could sleep even more, yeah?"

He manhandles you again, pressing you to him as if he was holding a stuffed animal, your face completely pressed into a large, naked bicep. You bite at his muscles gently, as if trying to wake him up.

"Peter, we need to get up! We have that meeting with the wedding planner at ten!"

"We'll call, reschedule. She'll get it. I mean, c'mon, we can't be the fist engaged couple who didn't show up to a meeting 'cause they couldn't get out of bed"

You groaned, trying to push his much heavier and much stronger body from under the covers. Your future husband didn't move an inch, which made you bring out the only other thing you knew would get him up.

"Oh, I guess you aren't as excited for the wedding as I am..." You sigh dramatically, turning away from him. His eyes are wide and his mouth slightly agape as he exclaims "No!"

Peter grabs you, hugging you tightly, placing wet, messy kisses over your entire face. Like a dog, you thought.

"No, I'm so excited to marry you, hun! You have no idea- It's all I can think about! I can't wait, seriously, I can't wait for you to be all mine! 'Kay, baby?"

You chuckle at your fiance's desparate attempt to reassure you, slowly kissing his chapped lips.

"C'mon, lets make breakfast. I was thinking waffles?"

He smiles wide, kissing you back with a glint in his eyes.

"If I ever say no to your homemade waffles, assume that it's not me and tackle me to do ground"

You and your future husband, your Spiderman, made your way to your kitchen, laughing and kissing in your pyjamas.

#spiderman #into the spider verse #across the spiderverse #peter b parker #fluff #fluff drabble #spiderman fluff #spiderman drabble #peter b parker x reader #peter b parker x you #peter b parker x y/n #my writing

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idyllic-affections · 1 year

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the dendro yaksha.

summary. xiao once had an older sibling.

trigger & content warnings. implied physical abuse, near-death, trauma, et cetera.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff, angst, hurt/comfort. xiao & dendro yaksha!reader. 0.6k words. they/them pronouns used for reader.

author's thoughts. this concept is one i plan on expanding upon a lot in the future. i'm sure one day i'll write a full-length oneshot of sorts based on the concept, but i think it'll just be brainrots, drabbles, and things of the like for now. xiao, my beloved, he deserves so many good things fr <3

bosacius was not the only yaksha who disappeared into the chasm 500 years ago.

a very long time ago, xiao once had what he liked to regard as an elder sibling. the two were by no means related by blood, but as as immortals, there was hardly any difference between blood and chosen family.

they always protected him, taking the worst of the wrath of that ancient god who'd kept both of them chained. sometimes they'd fall asleep for months on end just to recuperate from the awful injuries they would sustain. never once did they stop doing defending alatus, though, regardless of how much he had pleaded them to.

he appreciated their efforts in a way that couldn't possibly be described, but he didn't want to be alone.

"i'll always come back, dove, no matter how long i'm asleep for," they assured gently, lovingly, "so don't worry, okay? i'll always come back, alatus."

"promise?" he whispered, wide and teary golden eyes staring up into their own.

they smiled, pinching his cheek affectionately. "promise. just try not to anger him while i'm gone, 'kay? can't have you getting hurt."

when morax first liberated them, they were violent, refusing to let him or guizhong or cloud retainer or streetward rambler or marchosius or anyone touch them or their baby dove. no-one could get close. no, no, they were convinced that the gods were only out to get them and their brother.

(and it was only upon the reassurance of a winged, musically inclined—not to mention much younger—deity from a different nation that they calmed down, but that's a story for another time.)

inevitably, however, those doubts subsided. morax was... surprisingly gentle at times, they noted, and guizhong—goodness, did she even have the capacity to fight? she was brilliant, but not strong.

it was only a matter of time before they swore their loyalty to the lord of geo, signing a contract that would last as long as they lived.

it wasn't until the cataclysm that perhaps their contract would come to an end. after all, the situation they were in was terribly grim.

they wanted to live.

they wanted to live, but they were willing to die in defense of liyue harbor.

being trapped in the depths of the chasm wasn't so unbearable for the first while. bosacius may have lost his mind, but still... they liked to think there was a little glimmer of recognition in his eyes whenever he saw them.

that mortal man trapped with them was awfully good company too, but they feared he would succumb to their's and bosacius' combined karmic debt.

eventually, three became two, and two became one.

they were sure that all that was keeping them sane was studying the odd space they were trapped in (that and the fact that they still retained some sway over the dendro element and therefore could craft cute little flower crowns to kill time). it was fascinating, really. it occupied their mind, distracting them from the darkening of their vision and the malicious whispering in their ears.

repeatedly, though, they almost lost their never-ending battle.

they eventually stopped counting the years that passed. their sense of time was terribly skewed, anyway, so they doubted they'd been counting accurately in the first place.

xiao found the collection of flower crowns littered around a particular spot very, very nostalgic and even comforting. his dendro-aligned sibling always enjoyed making such things for him and the other yaksha.

he dared not get his hopes up, though. anyone could've made the crowns.

it was by following the faint trail of dendro energy (which was largely drowned out by familiar karma) that he found them, barely alive.

yet...

despite being so out of it, when they saw xiao, they smiled so, so sweetly. they soothingly squeezed his hands—they were trying to soothe him, he quickly realized. he must've looked frantic if they were so quick to reassure him rather than reassure themselves that he was really there.

"i would say something witty like, 'i told you i'd always come back,'" they giggled, "but it's you who came back for me this time, isn't it, alatus?"

please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

#aphelion brainrots 🌸#platonic genshin impact x reader #platonic genshin x reader #platonic xiao x reader #xiao x you #platonic #genshin impact xiao #xiao x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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khwxbeeda · 6 months

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Kajal

Written because I have raghveer brainrot and you can't stop me from indulging in it muahahahahaaaa

"Raghav, zara idhar aana toh."

Raghav looked up from his phone and raised his eyebrows at Ranveer, who was standing in front of the studio mirror with a furrow in his eyebrows and some sort of pen in his hand— wait no, that wasn't a pen, it was a kajal pencil.

"Kay zhala?" He asked. "I'm watching our video again; I need to fix my posture at that one point where we spin—"

"Arey, woh rehne de," Ranveer said, flapping his hand impatiently, still glaring at the kajal pencil like it had personally offended him. It was hilarious. "Help me with this."

Raghav bit down on the inside of his cheek to stifle his laugh and set his phone down. He sauntered over to the other boy and held out a hand, silently asking him to hand the pencil over. Ranveer obliged.

"My Ma used to apply kajal under my eyes until I turned thirteen," he offered in way of explanation, "and I wanna pick the habit up again. But, I have no idea what to do."

Raghav sniggered, and Ranveer smacked him upside the head, making him squawk indignantly. "Hey! Swatah cha swatah kar if you wanna keep hitting me!"

Ranveer gave him a look. "I don't understand Marathi that well, idiot."

The shorter boy rolled his eyes. "I said, do it yourself. Now shut up and stay still."

He pushed himself up onto his tip-toes, and Ranveer looked at the ceiling. Raghav raised the pencil and— promptly stumbled and dropped back down onto his heels. He huffed and rose up again, raising the other hand to grip Ranveer's shoulder, resolutely ignoring the ripple of muscles under his thin white kurta to move the pencil to Ranveer's eye.

Ranveer shifted. Raghav stumbled again.

He cursed his blasted height under his breath, and Ranveer snickered.

"Aww, am I too tall?" he asked in a faux apologetic voice. "It's okay to be short, you know—" he cut off with a wheeze, doubling over and clutching his stomach where Raghav had elbowed him. "Ouch, keep your elbows to yourself, man!"

"Keep your quips to yourself, man!" Raghav parroted back in a terrible imitation of Ranveer's deep voice, nose scrunched in annoyance, and Ranveer could not help but snort. "Says the tiny one—"

In one swift move, Raghav knocked his foot against the back of Ranveer's knee and pushed him back by the chest. Ranveer yelped as he fell on his ass, but the next second Raghav was following him down to the floor and throwing a leg over his thighs to straddle his lap, effectively pinning him in place. Ranveer sat still, hands on the mirror behind him to stop his back from slamming into it, and stared in shock as Raghav narrowed his eyes and brandished the kajal pencil in a threatening manner.

"Ata shanta bas, nahi toh I will purposely mess up the kajal," he growled, but blinked when Ranveer laughed suddenly. "What?"

"Nothing, just—" Ranveer laughed again, leaning back against the mirror— "the way you said kajal is... it's cute."

Raghav felt his cheeks heat up at being called cute, but he rolled his eyes. "That's how you say it in Marathi. Kajal."

Ranveer tilted his head, then slowly tried saying it. "Kaa-jal."

It was Raghav's turn to start giggling, tipping his head forward to hide his smile behind his fringe. "Oh Gods," he said, still laughing, "that- that's not how you say it."

Ranveer couldn't take his eyes off of the adorable boy in his lap— he froze. Wait.

Fuck.

Raghav was in his lap.

Raghav was straddling his lap.

"How do you say it then?" he asked hurriedly, in an effort to take his mind off the fact that Raghav was in his lap, holy shit—

"Say it after me: ka-ja-la," Raghav said slowly, and Ranveer nodded.

"Ka-ja-da," he stumbled through the pronunciation, and Raghav giggled again oh Gods why is he so cute and why is he sitting in my lap—

"You Hindi speaking people," he said between soft tittering, "can't even pronounce ळ properly. It's honestly endearing."

Ranveer could feel himself melting despite his best efforts. Why, oh why was Raghav so cute? It was unfair; it was unhealthy for his heart, being subjected to this adorable display with Raghav sitting in his lap fucking hell whyyy—

"Ka-ja-la," Raghav repeated slowly, a smile curling up his lips. "Click your tongue to the floor of your mouth, and say la the way you say na in the word for arrow— बाण. काजळ."

Ranveer pulled himself together and tried again. "Kaa-ja-da— dammit."

Raghav snickered, teeth digging into his bottom lip, and Ranveer wanted to sink his own teeth into that soft, pillowy flesh—

"That-" the shorter boy choked out, lifting a hand to cover his mouth as if it could stifle the sound of his giggles. "You know what," he breathed between laughter, "just- just leave it. I'll teach you how to say kajal later. Atta mi tula he lavto, okay?"

Ranveer shrugged, nodded— and hurriedly bit down on his lip to stifle his groan when Raghav shifted forward in his lap, raising the pencil and pressing a hand to his cheek so he could use his thumb below to expose Ranveer's waterline.

Don't react, don't react, fuck, don't react—

He deliberately focused on the soft glide of the pencil on his skin, eyes looking up at the ceiling, instead of the fact that Raghav was sitting right on his hips, his thighs bracketing Ranveer's, his hand warm to the touch where it was laying across his cheek, gaze laser focused on his work—

He pulled away and shifted again, and Ranveer clenched his jaw at the spark of electricity that ran up his spine. His fingers curled where they were pressed into the floor of the studio, nails digging into the wood hard enough to hurt. The waterline of the other eye was pulled down, and Raghav got to work again, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he focused on the job at hand.

Ranveer did not move. He did not breathe.

What seemed like an eternity later, Raghav pulled back with a grin.

"There!" he exclaimed, gaze down as he slid the cap back onto the pencil. "Jhala! Now you can look in the mirro—"

He looked up and stopped mid sentence, eyes widening, and the way his pink lips parted oh-so-gently in surprise had Ranveer suppressing a frustrated groan. Gods fucking dammit Raghav can you not do that when you're literally in my fucking lap—

"I- oh-" Raghav stammered, a deep red flush blooming like fresh roses across his cheekbones, looking as if he had just now realised exactly where he was sitting. "I'm just- I'm just gonna—"

He tried to move away but Ranveer scrambled forward, hands involuntarily curling around his thighs to stop him from moving. "Nai, ruk ja—"

Raghav froze, and Ranveer suddenly comprehended where his hands were. Raghav's thighs were soft and supple, fingers so dangerously high up that he was almost brushing the cleft of his derrière. Ranveer breathed out slowly, raising his head to stare Raghav in the eyes.

"Tell me how I look," he breathed, and watched Raghav swallow thickly, the muscles of his neck shifting enticingly. He could barely recognise his own voice through the haze of sheer want that flooded his senses. He wanted to lean forward and attach his lips to that smooth skin, wanted to suck on the flesh and dig his teeth in till there were black and blue bruises all over, wanted to mark Raghav as his.

"Raghav," he murmured lowly, and revelled in the obvious shiver that ran through the shorter boy's body. "How do I look?"

The kajal pencil slipped out from between Raghav's fingers and clattered onto the wooden floor. Ranveer did not turn towards it; he did not give enough of a fuck about that silly stick, not when he had a lapful of Raghav with his thighs flexing under his hands, staring at him with half-lidded eyes.

"How do I look, Raghav?" he asked again.

Raghav lunged.

Ranveer yelped as his back slammed into the mirror, but the sound was swallowed by Raghav's mouth. He gasped and kissed back, fingers tightening on those thighs, and Raghav slipped his tongue into Ranveer's mouth, running it over the back of his teeth and making him let out a soft, breathy sound.

Ranveer responded immediately, stroking his own tongue against Raghav's and shivering at the answering moan. The way Raghav kissed was heady, with his hands dragging up Ranveer's chest and shoulders to bury themselves into his hair, lips moving sensually and back arching so that Ranveer's hands slipped up and gripped his ass.

Raghav let out a wounded sound when Ranveer squeezed the soft, round flesh, and the kiss became dizzyingly hot— tongues roaming and lips slicking up with saliva, Raghav's hands tugging on long black hair and Ranveer's teeth sinking into a soft pink lip to nip at it.

They only pulled away because they ran out of breath.

Ranveer pressed his forehead to Raghav's and breathed deeply, eyes fluttering shut and heartbeat thundering in his ears.

"Fuck," he hissed, and Raghav huffed in agreement.

"Fuck," he repeated, lifting his head and staring at the boy in his lap with wide eyes. "That- fuck."

Raghav let out a wet giggle and nodded, leaning forward and arching his back so his ass pressed into Ranveer's palms, groaning when his fingers tightened reflexively. The move sent blood rushing south for Ranveer, and he gave Raghav a warning glare, but the boy simply smirked wickedly.

"Now you know how you look," he said slyly, eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction. Ranveer sighed and shook his head, a reluctant smile curling his lips.

"Demon," he said fondly, and then Raghav's lips were back on his.

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