#i know if i could just get started itd be fine but of course getting started has to feel like the hardest thing ive ever done

[ijjstlostthegame]

Hobby (ggrey JD drabble)

Floyd is honestly amazed by his brother's work, genuinly hes impressed, building a bunker this big and efficient mustve been hard and took lots of dedication, he is absolutely enamoured by the functionality of this place

But also very annoyed

Dont get him wrong this place is amazing, but boy is it buikt like a maze, he has no idea wgere hes going half the time

And right now hes been looking for his eldest brother for half an hour to no avail.

He hasbt seen John all day and he just wanted to check on him but now hes considering giving up and waiting for his brother to just show up naturally from wherever he is.

That is of course until he found hinsekf passing by a slightly ajar door with light emmitting from it, and the sound of humming could be heard.

"found you" he said to himsekf before approaching the door and knocking on it, manners always come first of course.

The humming ceases and floyd heard shifting inside before JD emerged from the other side, his brother looked surprised to see him at the door.

"Floyd? What are you doing here? I thought you were hanging out with branch today" John asks.

"yeah, well Branch went with clay to introduce him to princess Poppy, you know" he answered with a sly smirk on his face that his older brother read clearly as hesmirked back at him.

"i see i see" John says with a smirk, then they just stand there in silence for a good 5 seconda that felt longer, John clears his throat nervously.

"well... Woukd you like to come in?" he asks sounding unsure of himself, floyd smiles at the invitation, he really never had that much time to hang out with his brother alone.

"sure!" he replies, "if you don't mind of course"

"no no itd fine, i dont mind" JD replies, a nervous edge to his voice that Floyd doesnt miss.

John gets out of the way and bak into the room so floyd could enter.

"this is my workshop" JD says as floyd follows behind him, "I make stuff here"

Floyd looked around in mesmerisation, the workshop had a lot of things, a lot of tools and materials, an abstract painting here and there, but what caught his breath was the amount of wooden sculptures that sat on shelves covering the walls

He never knew John had a knack for carving wood, these sculptures were amazing he resisted the urge of just grabbing one and keepingbit forever

"i never knew you could do this" Floyd says looking back at his brother who wad sat infront of a station, focusing on what Floyd assumes is another work or project ofhis brother's.

"yeah, its something i picked up to pass the time" JD answers as Floyd gets closer to see what he's working on, "i started with carving lots of wooden stakes" JD explains as he points to a big pile of stakes discarded in the corner, "but a year ago i decided that maybe feeding into my paranoia isn't the best option so i stopped doing that and started carvibg otger things" he does ome finishing touches and lifts a tiny figure of Floyd, a younger Floyd and hands it over to his brother, "then thatjust spiraled into all of this" he finishes gesturing towards the room.

Floyd inspects the little younger him in his hands in awe.

"woah... Its so detailed, this is amazing"

John smikes warmly at the compliment before taking back the little Floyd so he can finish his work.

"thanks, i got a good reference i guess" he says pointing to a picture frane on top of the desk, it was a picture of him and all of his brothers togerher, well... All of them excoet for John...

Floyd stares at the picture for a bit, maybe a long time, as he swears that he has an exact copy of said picture with John Dory standing at the far right, but here he just seems to be... Removed from it, Floyd spares one concerned glance at his brother before clearing his throat.

"well ehat are you working on right now?"

John doesnt look up from his work, completely concentrated.

"I'm making a sculpture of all the family together in the past" John answers, Floyd smiles about to ask more before he was cut off by john, "this is the final pieace and I'll be done"

Floyd's smile drops

Cause JD saying that Floyd's figure is the last pieaxe means that nothing more will be added after it, abd looking down on the actual thing, there seems to be a lack of John Dory in there.

Which is stupid cause JD said that hes making the whole family, but hes excluding himself.

Again.

Floyd looks back at the picture frame before getting a determined look on his face.

"Can you teach me?" he asks and John pauses, seeming thrown for a loop.

"what?"

"teach me! This hobby seems very fun i wanna have a try at it" he pushes on abd John stares back at him in surprise.

He looks surprised that Floyd wanted to spend more time with him

Floyd was about to speak again but a small smile cracks on JD's face.

"You want me to teach you?" John asks the smike growing, "I mean- yeah! Sure I'll teach you", Floyd thinks that this is the first time hes heard JD so excited in years.

John gets up and brings more would and another chair and set it next to him.

Floyd sat down and the lesson began

While he was doing that he also found himself falling into conversations with his brother, getting to know him more, it was fun, really fun

And at the end of the day, a new figure of Floyd's making was added to John's little project, a smalk figure of his eldest brother smiling and standing right there with them, as it always shoukd be

#Hope yall like this #Sorry for mistakes typing ob a phone sucks #trolls #trolls band together #tbt #trolls tbt #john dory #trolls john dory

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

So you know that Cliché of someone walking in on someone naked In Their room or something?

Could you do Sir pentious, Angel dust, Stolas, Asmodeus, reaction to seeing their, S/O naked, pre relationship.

Walking in on their future S/O naked

Sir Pentious

Pentious, despite his ever present air of confidence and dominance, was rather... clumsy, when it came to sexual encounters.

Now that's not to say he couldn't be a dirty snake~ but really, if you push the right buttons when he wasnt expecting it, he became a blushing doe.

It'd be a few months before you formerly started dating, but even then, you were practically inseparable, the two of you barely spent a moment a part.

Hell, you even lived with him, you were practically a couple.

But you weren't.

So it'd be after Sir Pent finally seized a rivals turf, when he'd burst into the manor the man absolutely brimming with pride.

And so, after pulling out a good bottle of wine, he rushed to your room, fully intending to celebrate with you.

And itd be with bottle in hand a set of glasses in the other, that he rushed up to your room.

Bursting the door open, he was moments from cheering 'Let's Celebrate' when he froze.

Because Stood before him. Was you.

Naked.

Naked as the day you were born.

Pentious. Didnt know what to do.

He wasn't ashamed to admit it, but he stared.

He stared hard.

Every eye on his body bulged as he stared at you. The man's jaw practically hitting the floor.

"Get out!" You snapped, covering yourself up.

That snapped him out of his stunned silence, the man freaking out and literally slithering over himself to get out of your room.

Of course, he'd burst into your room, and being the clutz he was, he took far longer than needed, eyes still on you the entire time as he tried to escape.

He eventually got out, you slamming the door behind him.

Pentious stood there flushed and embarrassed before your door, and as much as he tried to surpress it, he was aroused.

Youd leave your room several minutes later, and while the man tried to apologise, youd shush him, grabbing the wine, opening it before taking several deep chugs.

After that you celebrated his achievement, never bringing up what had just happened, but still having a good time together celebrating regardless.

It wouldn't be till later into your relationship that you'd bring it up, the both of you able to have a good laugh over your little run in.

Though it was clear to both of you that you were destined to end up together. The whole thing remaining a pleasant memory for the both of you.

Angel Dust

It'd be like any other day.

Angel, having finished the "redemption inspirations" Charlie assigned him.

And with Husk too drunk to pour drinks, and the spider hating to drink alone, would seek you out.

He'd reach your room quickly enough, and despite never knocking before in his life, he didn't knock, just walking into your room as he always did.

Walking in, the man casually walked over to your bed, falling back onto it, as he so often did, the spider spending many an hour in your room.

NOT LIKE THAT!

Though it's not like he hadn't asked. And offered. The man offering countless times. Honestly it was slightly annoying, but he didn't mind. You were friendly and for now that'll do.

For now.

But, so far all he'd gotten out of it was a very friendly friendship. The man really enjoying his time with you.

It'd be as he laid there, thinking about his day that he'd finally look around your room.

And that's when he'd fine you... staring at him, stood before your dresser.

Butt. Naked.

He looked over your body for a minute, before looking up, finding you staring right at him.

"Nice legs." He told you, turning onto his side with a smirk.

"Get Out!"

You shouted, covering yourself up.

The spider considered sticking around, but he wasn't that big of a dick, so he got up and left.

Of course, that wouldn't be the end of it, I mean, this is Angel were talking about.

He'd tease, prod, and offer too 'show you his so you'd be even.'

He'd keep it up, playfully teasing you until you finally ended up in bed together, the spider telling you the next morning.

"Now we're even."

Of course, that wasn't the end of it, he'd still bring it up.

The man was a constant tease, but now that you'd actually slept together, he'd do it less, the man having a while new variety of things to tease you with.

Stolas

It'd actually be on a shopping trip with the man when he'd first see your bareness form, devoid of a singular garb.

Now, Stolas always looked good, but after the divorce you felt he needed some new attire.

So, renting out a tailors shop, you'd spend the day getting him a new wardrobe. Trying on a myriad of outfits to find his 'new look'.

It'd be as he did that you'd regularly open the curtains before he was ready, wanting to see his attire.

And it'd be after a particularly silly outfit you insisted he'd wear, you laughing up a storm, that he'd force you to wear an outfit, something you'd agree to, simply our of the spirit of fairness.

So, picking out something he thought was funny, it'd be several moments after you stepped into the changing room, that he'd get an awful idea.

A wonderful, Awful, devious amd sinful idea.

And so, With a wicked grin, the man walked forwards and with a great big grin, he tore the curtain open.

Only, for you to be stood there, completely naked.

Turning to him, you'd simply raise a brow, and with the cock of your hip asked him simply.

"You mind?"

To which, as stolas does when embarrassed.

He freaked.

He sputtered and fumbled, squawking as he tried and failed to close the curtain before he froze up, simply turning around and running.

Youd close the curtain yourself, getting dressed, only to step out to an empty room.

It took a little searching, but you found him behind the large fainting couch, the man completely red faced.

Youd just roll your eyes, before asking him about your outfit. It took Stolas a minute, the Avian still blushing, but despite his blushing self, managed to laugh at the gaudy attire he'd chosen for you.

The rest of the day went well, choosing several outfits for the man, the two of you heading back to his manor.

It'd be after you arrived, dropping him off, the two of you speaking breifly before taking your leave, the two of you saying your goodbyes.

And itd be just as you were stepping into your Iimo that he'd ask if, maybe, you'd like to have dinner some time.

At first you thought he simply meant spending some time together, but you quickly realised what he meant, as he fumbled his words, a blush crossing his face.

Wearing a devious smile, you'd agree, telling him when to pick you up.

Youd of course end up together, after a few dates. And despite him still technically being on the rebound, you'd end up giving it a go, the two of you forming a deeply intimate relationship.

You were sure to bring up the little Incident, your favourite was of course getting naked before he enters a room, always giving him a show, the man steadily getting used to it.

More than a few hot and heavy make-out sessions, and even more royal romps started from those little 'surprises.'

Asmodeus

Well, I mean, how do you think this would go?

You were Asmodeus' assistant.

Well, his newest assistant.

Most don't really think about it, simply thinking it'd be Party time 24/7.

And yeah, it kinda was, but Asmodeus was a very, VERY busy Sin, and as such, required someone to manage his time.

But, as you may imagine, being in such an important and close position, it'd be only natural that you got Intimately familiar with the man. Though you did attempt to stay professional, something Asmodeus commended.

But the first time he saw your birthday suit was rather simple.

Working with Ozzie, you'd find yourself surrounded by deviance pretty much 24/7. And much to your pride, and growing frustration, you held yourself off from such actions.

Ignoring sin in favour of assisting your boss, regardless of the many, Many, MANY, times 'Ozzie' had offered for you to take some time off and have some "Fun".

But you'd resist, dedicating yourself to your work.

Unfortunately for you, that included being around sex, ALLLLL THE TIME!

As such, you'd get covered in fluids... sexual fluids. Often.

Very often.

As such, you found yourself changing out of some less than cleanly clothing multiple times a day.

And it'd be as you changed out of a lube soaked outfit that Ozzie would waltz into the office you used to change often, actually having several changes of clothes hidden in said office.

Youd pause, buck naked after cleaning yourself off, the man simply telling you something about a future meeting he wanted you to know.

The man as casual as ever as you stood there fully naked, the man going on for several minutes, trailing on about something or other, you couldn't really think of anything as you were frozen solid, horrified for being caught, literally, with your pants down.

Or rather off.

Several moments of silence passed before he stopped looking down at you, as someone if his stature tends to.

After a moment, the man seemingly realising you were in fact naked, he perked right up, a wicked grin stretching his odly shaped head.

"Well, well, well~ what do we have here?"

He purred, leaning down, you blushing up a storm, weakly attempting to cover yourself up.

"It ain't nothing I haven't seen before... but if you'd like I could strip down so your not alone~"

He circled you like a bird of Prey, the man ending up behind you, whispering in your ear. "But you've been such a hard-working little demon, I feel a... Reward is earned~"

Now... a lesser person would have done the professional thing and gotten dressed, before returning back to work.

But you... You fucked your boss in that office. Or rather, He fucked you, in that office.

Like a real Assistant would.

That of course would only be the first of many such "meetings" in that office, your FWB relationship with your boss steadily blooming into something more intimate.

Of course, you kept that under wraps, but behind closed doors, you steadily formed a genuine relationship between the two of you.

You of course, kept working hard, but now you indulged. Especially with Asmodeus, you becoming his Right Hand. Indulging in every Sin your employer/Lover indulged in.

Though, the best indugences were behind closed doors. The Sin often texting you to meet him in that office, the one that started it all, the Sin always expecting you to be buck naked, and well, you didnt want to disappoint. That dinky little office becoming your unofficial 'rendezvous' point, the two of you breaking in every position, counter-top, chair and table in that room. The two of you lewd and in love~

#helluva boss #headcanon #x reader #helluva boss headcanon #hazbin hotel #helluva boss x reader #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel x reader #stolas #helluva boss stolas x reader #stolas ars goetia #hazbin hotel angel dust x reader #angel dust x reader #angel dust #helluva boss asmodeus #asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #sir pentious x reader #sir pentious #hazbin hotel sir pentious

[fcknstar]

,, need you here "

harryosborn x fem!reader

a.n : hi uhm yes ill be posting more the next day since my hand have been itching.

warnings : nsfw MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

**lowercase intended**

it wasnt long till harry fucked himself so hard into obliviation. watching himself in the mirror twitching, harry had it coming. he saw the way you looked into his friends eyes, the way youd talk so angelic, the way youd hit his shoulder whenever hed tease you. of course it infuriated him when he realizes that its peter you are talking to. he couldnt help but imagine the things youd do with peter. 

harry didnt just want you, he needed you, but he hardly admits that. he felt the way his heart yearned for you, the way his dick yearned for you, how his dick wanted to fill you. and you, you in that darn filthy black dress you had on during tonights party made him feel more needy and whiny for you. he wanted to pull his heart out of his body and gift it to you if he could. show him his beating heart that gives him the chance to watch you, to be here breathing with you.

hurried knocks erupted from the other side of the door, releasing harry from his thoughts. 

"hey man, i really need to take a piss. " whoever it was from the other side clearly wanted a death wish. harry wasnt even able to cum peacefully and had to hold that uncomfortable feeling he felt in his stomach, with his dick twitching at such small contact. 

" yea, yea hold on. " harry quickly zipped up his pants, washing his hands and cleaning the counter for any remains he might have left. 

walking out of the bathroom, the guy from the other side rushed in and slammed the door shut. harry heard a content sigh, and started walking towards the homemade bar that the host made, wanting to drown the feeling in his shots.

there, he saw you and peter still talking. annoying, he thought. harry couldnt even get to talk to you, and here is peter, stealing harrys only shot to talk to you. peter just wanted to show harry who you liked more and harry wanted to kill peter so badly that hed serve peters head on a silver platter on your doorstep. 

" come on dude, tonights the party and shes going. go and talk to her - just like the way you talk to every girl you see. able to sweep her up with your charms. " peter had been trying to convince harry, hoping itd change his mind about the party. 

" okay, but will you be there, with me? i dont know. i just turn all fuzzy for her man. " harry hid his face in his hands, sighing as his options began closing in on him.

“ of course, id be there. now what do you plan on wearing? “ 

harry felt like shit, seeing his best friend go for the same girl he liked. i mean, who was harry to assume but it seemed liked it and it had destroyed him internally. it was like having your eye on a target anyone barely knew and telling someone about it, but the same person has its eye on it the same as you after entrusting him with a secret. 

walking up to you two, he saw how close your faces were, as if peter was going to tell you a dirty secret. placing his hand onto your shoulder, he had interrupted your conversation. peter now understanding what harry wanted, backed away and beckoned goodbye to you. 

“ hey harry, whats up? “ your voice was mellifluous . if he could, he would want to spend his whole lifetime just to listen to your voice. even if you were to be angry with him, he would do anything to listen to you, to please you.

“ i just want to see if you are alright? “ it sounded more like a question to himself. with you, he didnt know how to cleanly start a conversation, but with other girls, he just blurt out whatever he had on his mind. he was afraid that you would judge him, scared to lose his nonexistent chance with you. 

“ yea i was fine until you came..all jokes. “ you laughed. the number one rule of talking to you is that to prepare yourself for some sarcastic remarks, you thought were funny. maybe thats why he was afraid despite harry himself throwing sarcastic comments left and right. 

“ oh right.. you and peter..? “ the scene of your faces being close together really irks him knowing that you were breathing the same air peter was breathing. 

“ oh, we were just talking. he was telling me about something rather…private? “ private? what could be so private that you needed to bring your faces so close. jealousy bubbled in his stomach, not realizing that his jealousy  reflected on how easy angry hed get. you had nearly let out peters secret but covered it up quickly. 

“  private? whats so private that looked like you were going to kiss him? “ harry had let that slip out. harry hadnt noticed that you were quite sober, being able to down alcohol without getting drunk immediately. sensing harrys tone, you were confused as to why he acted like that.

“ its just private alright? why are you being so - i dont know. its just really complicated. “ your eyes darted towards peter who were currently socializing with others. peter had previously shared with you about his newly developed web shooters, you being one of the people he told about his newly found secret life hes been multitasking with his school life. 

“ yea, well. everythings complicated with peter. i dont do complicated. “ harry flashed a smile before downing his left over alcohol. 

watching him with content, you noticed how you never really paid attention to him. if you could, you would spend hours watching him if it didnt appear creepy.

harry noticed your staring and couldnt help but blush lightly at the thought that you might feel the same way. the way your eyes got all big and doe excited him. it was as if you were a test paper he couldnt wait to solve ; you are such an openbook yet mysterious. he couldnt get enough of you and didnt know what to do. 

“ youre so pretty. “ you whispered, thinking that it was your thoughts that spoke and not you actually saying it outloud. it was when harry laughed when you took in what had happened. 

it was now harrys turn to look at you. when you met his gaze, you quickly looked away with how intensive his gaze was. filling yourself up another cup, you saw harry put his empty cup down and felt his hand snake around your waist. of course youd start to tense up, who wouldnt. 

moving your hips against his towards the soft music playing in the background, you cant help but stay stiff. harry soon felt himself get hard again.

“ do i make you nervous, (name)? “ he whispered. his face dangerously close to your neck and you felt his breath against your sensitive spot. oh how dearly did you want him.

inhaling to gather up courage, you turn towards him and crushed your lips onto his. fuck, harry thought. he was so dizzy that it felt like he died and his wishes were playing, dying on him. but no, there you were, taking in his air as if you were going to die and depended on him to supply you air. 

wrapping your arms around his neck, you pushed him against the counter that was behind him. and with that, he allowed you to take control of him, of his body. he almost felt like a porcelain doll with the way you handled him. it was soft and gentle, yet rough and needy. smiling into the kiss, he dipped his head lower to taste every depth of your mouth, wanting to taste how sweet you made the alcohol. 

pulling away, harrys lips followed yours like a pet. looking behind you, harry spotted peter watching with a content smile, bringing his hands into a gesture of a thumbs up. harry was confused. why would he be so supportive and proud when he was previously trying to get you? maybe it was up to peters plan, knowing how harry can be a wussy if it really meant to him, peter wanting harry to probably quicken the process. or maybe peter wanted to prove harry that he too can have anything in his life if he worked hard for it. 

#imagines #oneshots #dane dehaan #harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!harry osborn x reader #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #valerianxreader #valerian

[mccn-bcys]

Hey hun! For the drabble thingy:

"Where is my bra?!" + Jake Lockley

💀💀

pairing: jake lockley x fem!reader

warnings: jakes a menace. that's it.

a/n: hope you enjoy this, my love!

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"Where is my bra?!"

The apartment was a mess. Everything had been thrown, scattered, tossed around. It quite literally looked like a tornado had torn through the small apartment. You were fuming, though. Cursing under your breath as you moved about the apartment, throwing clothes and blankets in your wake.

And there Jake stood in the corner, an amused smirk on his lips as he leaned against the wall, arms crossed in front of him, just watching you storm about.

"You're not even going to help me look for it?" You asked, seeing him just standing there.

"Amor, how am I supposed to know where it is?"

"Well you're the one that took it off of me, asshole."

You both knew there was no animosity behind the name. Jake could practically hear the chuckle you were holding back.

"Why does that mean I know where it is?" He asked with a smirk as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed next to where you were standing.

"You didn't pay attention to where you threw it?" You asked, looking down at him incredulously. At the shake of his head, you shook yours in disbelief, throwing your hands up in exasperstion. "Of course not, you never pay attention–" you had started as you turned to finish your search.

But he stopped you before you could even finish the thought. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him so you were sitting in his lap, your back against his chest.

"Of course I paid attention. I was paying special attention to your pretty tits," his hands crept up your sides until he was cupping your breasts through one of his button ups you had thrown on. His lips were on your neck and you could feel that damn smirk on his lips. "I did give a fuck about where that lacy little bra landed."

You swallow thickly as you thought back to the night before. You knew what he was doing. Which is why you quickly shook your head and stood up from his lap.

"I'm going to be late for work, Lockley. Give me the damn bra!"

"I told you, I don't have it," damn, he was insistent. Looks like you're gonna have to play dirty too, then.

"Fine...I'll just go to work without it," his smirk faltered as yours started growing.

"Que?"

"Since neither of us know where my bra is, I'll just go to work without one on," you shrug like it's the obvious solution. He stands from the bed and reaches toward your hands.

"Amor...why don't you just stay home?" Like hell was he going to let you out of the apartment without a bra. Not when your shirt you were going to wear to work was tight enough that itd be obvious you didn't have one on. The thought that someone else would be able to see what was his? It made his blood start to boil.

"No, I'm out of sick days, I have to go in."

"But everyone's going to be able to see—"

"Not if I wear one of your shirt."

His heart stopped, he swears. "Que?"

"I can just wear one of your buttons ups. They're big enough, no one will be able to tell," you explain with a grin as you see the wheels turning in his head.

He liked the sound of that. You wear his shirt, everyone seeing how big it is on you, them knowing it's not yours. They'd all know it was his shirt, that you belonged to him.

"Well, when you put it that way..." he grins crookedly, making you chuckle as you step up to him.

"We'll just find the bra later, yeah?" You say softly as he grins down at you, nodding and pecking your lips.

"Sí," he says softly before reaching around and slapping your ass lightly, chuckling when you gasp. "Now go finish getting ready, we don't want you being late, do we?"

"Alright, alright," you chuckle, as you continued moving about to grabs your pants and shoes to finish getting ready.

And before he knows it, you're walking out the door, but not without giving him a kiss first and wearing his shirt, as promised.

As soon as the door closes, he staring at it with a knowing smirk, his hands in his pockets.

"You gonna tell her that her bra's been in your pocket this whole time?" Steven pipes up from the fishtank reflection, though he already knows the answer. Jake turns to him, his smirk growing even more.

"Por supuesto que no, hermano."

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[copyquat]

Having lightcannon feelings so may i present you with:

Random SG Lightcannon Headcanons From Someone Who Has Never Read Official SG Material (aka, me ranting about how these two exist rent free in my head)

-they go to a private school. this is only really important because i really like the idea of jinx calculating exactly how much effort she needs to put in to stay in the same school as lux while doing as little as possible

-jinx is still the smartest person in class though and it kinda bugs lux that she puts so much effort in to her schooling while jinx puts the absolute minimum knowing she could easily have as good if not better grades

-on to more actual relationship stuff lux is a lot less uptight with jinx than you’d expect at least before becoming saviors of the planet. jinx is the only person she knows and trusts she doesn’t have to be the perfect child around and having spent so long around jinx she’s developed a bit of a gremlin side

-she has absolutely asked jinx for help sneaking out to watch a movie or go to a concert and has on a lot more than one occasion been a willing accomplice in jinx’s mayhem

-she has also occasionally been the one to instigate the chaos i.e. she sometimes goes up to jinx like “these assholes deserve it how do we get back at them?”

-auntie jinx is so proud

-their relationship starts to deteriorate a bit when they become star guardians, jinx only joined because lux did and they’re joined at the hip (they promised to stay together “till the end of the world” when they were kids) but lux feels the need to be responsible because of they whole protecting the world thing

-jinx has for the longest time only ever cared about staying with lux but lux having daily training and getting on her case for not taking being a star guardian super seriously is starting to bug her

-lux on the other hand is stressed trying to be the perfect child and the perfect leader and started bottling her feelings up, at times lashing out at jinx cause she’s unfortunately an easy target (she always regrets it immediately if not soon after doing so) and is also maybe having a bit of gay panic when jinx disappears for the first time and she realizes she might like her best friend a bit more than she “should”

-this is not at all made better when ezreal becomes a star guardian and classic jinx jealousy starts to boil up

-on ez i like the idea that while he is interested in lux he eventually realizes “omg these bitches gay” and starts to wingman for them :P

-lux doesn’t realize jinx definitely has feelings for her as well until she has an argument with poppy about how jinx doesn’t care about saving the world. lux insists she does but poppy goes off “no she doesn’t! she cares about you! she joined because YOU did, she keeps coming back cause YOUR STILL HERE, and every time she looks at you she’s got these big stupid lovesick puppy eyes! im sick off watching you two dance around each other just fucking kiss already!”

-lux is flabbergasted at the idea jinx might (definitely) feels the same way but also feels guilty about being the reason jinx put herself in such a dangerous role to begin with

-jinx on the other hand naturally has self worth issues and doesn’t feel she’s good enough for lux and is absolutely terrified of lux not wanting to be her friend anymore

-sometimes after she runs away she has a meltdown terrified that this was the last straw and when she goes back lux will have had enough of her

-but lux can’t ever get enough of jinx though of course. they’re best friends after all and they promised they’d be together forever, till the end of the world…

-some other minor things when lux can get mimi into not a wand form she joins shiro and kuro’s mischief making and is unnaturally fine with whatever the balls of chaos do (i wonder who this is supposed to represent :P)

-i like the idea of vi having purple hair in the sg universe since most characters have different hair colors and i think itd be funny for sg vi and jinx to have swapped their canon hair color hues and also it still fits with her name

-i also like the idea of before vi eventually shows back up into jinx’s life cait is kinda a big sister for jinx

-she’s a local cop and once helped jinx with a panic attack when she was younger and now has a soft spot for her despite her many many trouble making misadventures

-when jinx was moving in with her team she had to carry all her stuff on foot cause she doesn’t have a car and cait saw her and offered to help

-jinx ended up being the first one fully moved in and absolutely rubbed it in poppy’s face :P

#jinx lol #lux lol #star guardian #sg jinx #sg lux #lightcannon #random thoughts #sorry if this doesnt fit into canon but this has been on my mind for awhile and i needed it out #they have infested my brain #*affectionate #league of lesbians #arcane #jinx #lux #league of legends

[mod-kyoko]

I noticed requests are open and I got an adorable idea yesterday!

Chiaki x Mikan (Nanamiki) domestic hcs about how they both react to the other one coming back from school/work!

I think itd be quite adorable

Nanamiki domestic hcs

type: non-despair au

a/n: this ask got me crying in the club /pos for some reason I keep thinking Mikan is really tall like 5'10" but she's literally shorter than me

⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡

chiaki nanami

when chiaki is not at school, she's at home... a lot

as expected of the ultimate gamer she plays video games all day

unless she needs food she'll have a snack

let's be real this girl doesn't know how to cook anything other than instant noodles

so mikan cooks for the both of them

when mikan is busy working at the hospital chiaki is left to starve (and also a little lonely)

mikan usually gets back from work very late and poor chiaki can barely stay up long enough to see her partner

mikan will usually come home and see chiaki passed out on the sofa with a game still playing in her hand

but not today!

chiaki had chugged so many energy drinks to stay up, she had been training herself to stay awake!

she hears the front door opening and sluggishly goes to the hallway

"hey hey, player 2" chiaki says to mikan, who is literally shocked that chiaki is even awake

"c-chiaki?! what.. what are you doing... a-awake?" the other girl would ask.

chiaki stands there for awhile, thinking. then she shrugs. "just wanted to see you... I guess."

mikan immediately bawled her eyes out at chiaki's feet

the nurse couldn't believe her beloved waited for her!

after like 10 minutes of chiaki calming mikan down, the gamer suggested they could have dinner

of course, mikan agrees and whisks herself to the kitchen to start dinner

chiaki yawns, rubbing her eyes as she silently watches mikan totter around the kitchen

chiaki's hands felt empty when she wasn't holding a controller or a handheld device

she walks up behind mikan and wraps her arms around her waist, resting her head between the nurse's shoulders

mikan tries not to move too frantically after that

as she finishes with a simple meal for dinner, she hears snores

chiaki fell asleep, standing up against mikan's back

but she was happy that she could see her player 2 come home

mikan tsumiki

during school time, mikan is usually home earlier than chiaki, as chiaki is a class representative and also takes part in clubs

mikan... does not take part in clubs, despite chiaki lightly encouraging her

to say that mikan is lonely at home would be an understatement

when she doesn't have any form of housework to do, she curls up in the middle of the bed with a pillow clutched to her chest

she misses her beloved chiaki a lot and can't seem to take her mind off of her

sometime in the afternoon mikan hears the front door click open

she is sprinting down the stairs, tripping on the last step

thankfully chiaki catches her with her fast gaming reflexes

mikan is bawling... again

"c-chiakiiii! I m-missed you!" mikan cried in chiaki's chest who looked both confused and mildly concerned.

"uhm... it's okay, mikan... I think... I'm home now..."

"hey... want to play a video game with me?" chiaki suggested, unsurprisingly.

mikan agreed to play a game with chiaki, it was the many ways they hung out together

during their first stages of their relationship, mikan was too paranoid of playing video games with chiaki, because she didn't want to make a fool of herself

however chiaki gently persisted and assured mikan that losing or making mistakes in games is fine, even chiaki makes mistakes

okay she makes mistakes on purpose to make mikan feel better

the two sat down on the sofa together where they cuddled up and shared a blanket

they play minecraft together on their switches

mikan has a pink switch whilst chiaki has an limited one-of-a-kind edition switch

they play on peaceful mode and build to their heart's content

mikan giggled playfully, muttering creative build ideas that they could do together to chiaki who agreed wholeheartedly

mikan feels warm and safer than ever now that her beloved chiaki was back home

they spent hours shoulder-to-shoulder laying on the sofa playing comfy games

until they both fell asleep in each other's arms ⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡ -Mod Kirumi

#mod kirumi #danganronpa #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa imagines #chiaki namani #mikan tsumiki #nanamiki #wtf i actually like this ship

[joshriku]

Hi!!! I just read how do you sleep at night, your WandaJericho fic, and I'm having so many feels right now!!! Wanda's decision to getting a break from her relationship with Jericho made me like, oh wanda!

Her getting constantly anxious that nothing big is happening after their semi breakup was so sad. Girl is having grief in her romantic and maternal life since Vision's disassembling. It happens in reality too, when you are having constant drama and trauma in your life, you can't just suddenly adapt to peace. And you just start creating the drama and the unstable ness, whether you want it or not. Self Sabotage, or craving drama, you name it.

But the consequences that come with it—what always happens when she loves too much, the things that get ruined, the life she tries so hard to keep under control—it’s all so paralyzing. It’s as paralyzing as this touch. Oh dear!

And Jericho was so supportive! He was extremely right to be hurt, but I think he must have gotten an inkling later(maybe pietro?) about why is she behaving like that. I loved their Astral plane conversations, and "simply souls waving each other hello." This is so good!!

Also pietro!!! I loved how he just knew why Wanda is behaving like this. Self Sabotage indeed. The twin sense must have gotten activated. He is actually more emotionally intelligent about people he loves and cares, so that wasn't a surprise when he knew what wanda didn't want to admit yet. Also I knew it when he said he likes Jericho! Honorable mention Wanda's thought on how easy is to fight with pietro. Hope next years mini does twins justice.

Also Happy New Year!!

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 happy new year!! firstly thank you so much for such a lovely ask it really means a lot that you'd take the time to let me know you liked my writing, i really appreciate it!!!! 🥺🫶 already made my 2024 a great year!!

second AHHHHHH THANK YOU.. I LOVE WANDAJERICHO SO MUCH. ever since SW #9 when they reveal they're inexplicably exes / still have feelings but with "no strings" i've been like. oh?? what?? 😭 at first i was like, oh thats funny they dont strike me as characters who'd do No Strings Attached thing. but then i gave it more thought and started thinking of ways they COULD be and wanda essentially growing uneasy and anxious over a relationship that was going so well, when she is so used to things going wrong, came to me and i was like ohhh yes... thats it... now we got it 🫵 i can see her cutting things out before them getting "ruined". i really wanted it to be like, this relationship is *fine* and thats whats freaking her out!!

when i wrote this i wrote jericho with the intention that he knew exactly why she did it, but knowing it didnt change that she did hurt him, and the whole crutch of this story being that theyre both unequivocally very in love with each other still. still the case does remain that jericho is also very committed to his duties in the academy, esp after everything they went through - something wanda would also know firsthand. i think all those student deaths/the death of doctor strange/mandatory other marvel events would take its toll on anyone tbh i can see them trying to put at least a pause on everything while they try to fix the world. As Usual. i didnt write jericho immediately taking back wanda too because, yknow, it takes two to tango! BUT THEYRE SO GONNA WORK IT OUT. BECAUSE THEY LOVE EACH OTHER THATS THE WHOLE POINT.. THEY NEVER STOPPED..IN MY HEAD. CAUSE I SAID SO AND THEYRE MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT SHIP...

and AHH THANK YOU.. pietro in that fic was my favorite part 🫶 he loves wanda and hes really good friends with jericho of course hed have a deeper understanding of whats going on! i think pietro is a lot more emotionally intelligent than what most writers give him credit for. and if theres anyone who knows about self sabotaging or recognizing it on someone itd be him, and ESPECIALLY on wanda. defo one of my fave scenes to write in that fic 🥹 MAXIMOFF TWINS MY BELOVED..

Anyway this was a really long reply just to say that thank you SO much and this ask made my whole year and i am really grateful that you liked my fic!!!!!!! i liked writing it too!!! 💛💛💛

#asks #OO IM SO NORMAL IM BEING SO NORMAL... #wandajericho.. wandajericho save me

[atrium-hq]

anyway teehee any predictions for the Group Dynamic once gillion returns? ^w^ at least in the immediate —enderspawn

ohh this has been plaguing me every goddamn day enderspawn…

oh man in the immediate? im expecting an emotional reunion scene definitely. it’s kind of hitting me that they’ve never gone this long without each other. not to mention how much its visibly weighing on chip and jay individually, i mean the way jay started panicking the moment she realized gil was actually gone was the moment i realized how serious this is gonna be for their characters, we’ve never seen them have to cope with the Actual possibility of losing each other. and in bizly’s own words chip Will break if they continue like this for much longer. dudes barely holding it together with the remaining hope he has left that gil’s just around the corner.

oh my god i just realized the way he’s been acting felt so familiar because this is exactly how he acts about arlin. especially that stubborn denial in his words of comfort to jay (and himself), his insistence that gil’s fine! and they’ll find him soon! even though he has No logical reason to believe that. they don’t know where he is. there’s literally no way he could handle another, arguably more blind search for someone he cares about. for gil of all people. of course he’s going to break.

tldr because i accidentally derailed my own train of thought w narrative realizations lmao: i think gils disappearance is mirroring both jay AND chip’s past trauma with loss, the abruptness reminding jay of ava’s death and the hopelessness reminding chip of his endless search for arlin. which is absolutely gonna make this harder for both of them and the reunion that much more emotional by extension. i didn’t even mention what gil’s going thru, gillions in Trauma Hell right now like. needless to say he’s going to need a fucking hug when he gets back just as much as the two of them ;-;

anyway for group dynamic i think this’ll obviously bring them closer based on how emotionally taxing it’s been for everyone so far. itd be interesting if they were like noticeably more cautious after this out of fear of losing each other again. and i really do hope they have some kind of heart to heart after this, they could definitely use one. i’m excited to see how they choose to play it all out though, at this point i just need them to be together again it’s killing me man. top 3 worst characters to enter the feywild without supervision ever.

wait 1 more thing i just remembered pretzel, if they can get her back on the way to gil he would fucking appreciate that so much. that would mean the world to him, plus he wouldn’t have anything else to worry about, they can just leave (really hoping for best case scenario here)

(bro i said tldr and it was a Paragraph in the middle of the post ignore that 💀)

#jrwi riptide #long post #<- oops #atri.txt #jrwi

[seldomscilence16]

Whumptober day 25: Silence is Golden

Fandom: Ducktales

Prompts;

Lost voice

Duct tape

"You better start talking."

I mean really, how could I not torture (it came out more implied than anything…) Donald? Also; sorry in advance for anyone who likes good parents Hortense and Quackmore…. And sorry its kinda short! These things keep loosing length, where did it all go??

The family tree was all over the place, to say the least, but one thing thats pretty common, is the tempers. You'd think they'd stop having kids eventually, a recipe for disaster for anyone you asked.

When the McDucks joined the family, it was a surprise to everyone. Hortense and Quackmore were at eachothers throats as much as they were head over heels. And when she got pregnant? Lets just say you didnt want to see her angry.

They didnt know what to expect, for the parents or children, but the other generations so far had done their jobs, they were sure the kids would be fine. They may fight, but they loved eachother, and they'd love the children too.

Itd be fine.

…

Donald and Della are turning 6, and Grandma Duck is throwing them a party. She hasn't seen much of her grandkids, holidays maybe, in pictures sure, so she wanted this to be the best birthday.

Shes more than ready when her son pulls up. He takes a moment to leave the car, talking to the twins before helping them from the back seats. She bends down with open arms, but it takes a nudge from Quackmore for the two to come in for a- stiff- hug.

"I'm sorry Ma, but I have to go. Hortense and I have a thing, thanks for taking care of them today though!"

"Oh, uh of course dear. You know im always delighted to see family."

"Thanks, you two be good."

She watches her son leave with a frown, before looking down at two of her grandchildren,

"Well then birthday kiddos, lets go have some fun yeah?"

Donald hasnt said a word. And Elvira knows he can, she might not have seen them often, but she remembers the few times she had. Shes thankful at least, that he seems to get along with his cousins, though hes rare to leave Dellas side.

Fethry finally pulls him away, and Elvira is quick to sweep down and smile at the birthday girl.

"Having fun Della?"

"Yes grandma. Thank you." She stands stiffly, hands fidgeting with her skirt.

"Of course dear, can I ask you something sweetheart?"

"...sure." She answers hesitantly.

"Why… why isnt your brother speaking dear?"

"Oh… Donalds lost his voice grandma. I've been tryin ta find it, but daddy- father says, that we should forget." She admits quietly.

"Lost… I see. Well, lets look together then, shall we?"

"Oh really??" Her eyes light up, "you'll help us look Grandma?"

"Yes, I'm sure the cousins could help too, lets go find that voice of his."

Later that year, Hortense and Quackmore die in a car accident. And Elvira takes the two in for a while, Scrooge had been in the will, but she wonders if he'll be up to the task. She'll be around either way, and she would find Donalds voice.

…

Donald wakes with duct tape around his bill. Its not a new occurance, he lives a life of adventure- whether he liked it or not. It seemed people really thought keeping him quiet scared him or something. He could understand if his voice annoyed them, but they always taunted the fact he couldnt communicate anymore like he didnt know at least 2 other ways to do so.

The villian of the week is monologuing, Della is sitting across from him, looking bored out of her mind. Donald makes a couple of eye and shoulder movements- twitches at best- that she responds with in a simular fashion.

"Hey! What are you two doing?!" He cuts off mid sentence to yell the question, as if they could answer with any more than a raised brow.

"You're not talking your way out of this. You'll be stuck in silence for the rest of your short lives, and I'll be living rich somewhere!"

Donald rolls his eyes, even as the guy kicks him for it. He was weak to say the least, though crafty enough to nab them. It was a chore more than anything though, Scrooge would come bursting in any minute, treasure in hand and ready to gloat and taunt for hours to come.

Two more minutes of angry ranting, Della mocking him everytime his back is turned, and Scrooge finally arrives.

"Get yer grimy hands off me wards!"

"McDuck! Er, no! I win this time! I have the upper hand!"

"Ye got nothing of the sort, these two trouble makers could have escaped ages ago." Their Uncle is wrong of course, Dellas pocket knife cut through her bindings a while ago. And Donald had gotten the knot undone a couple minutes after he woke.

Della shows off her free limbs cheekily, Donald rolling his eyes once more as he stands and stretches, gauging his injuries as he does so.

Scrooge does his whole thing, takes the guy down and turns to them with a lesson or lecture on his tongue, when he stops and gives them his equivlent of a worried look.

"Is the tape stuck?" He asks carefully.

Donald frowns, feeling the pull on his bill, and realizes he'd completely forgotten, and so it appears did Della.

The 12 year olds carefully pull the tape from eachothers bills, working their mouths to rid the ache. Apparently Donald was more used to it than he thought…

…

"You better start talking!"

Well thats a first. Donald could only remember a handful of people who wanted him to talk. There was far more times where people wanted him to shut up, and this guy wanted him to talk…

He looks to the kids behind him, six of them, all relying on him right now. He looks back to the villian with a glare,

"Let the kids go and I'll tell you." He says it slower than usual, over pronouncing to try and be understood.

"You're in no place to make demands Duck. Scrooge isnt coming this time, you start talking, or the kids start walking." He motions to the plank with a twisted smile, uncaring who he has to hurt for his gain. Gosh, this wasnt even an adventure this time. It was a reward trip for the kids, a vacation to help them relax and have fun like children. Scrooge wasnt coming, this was up to Donald, and he wouldnt let anything happen to them.

"The maps in the stars."

He gives instructions, piece by piece, keeping the kids behind him at all times. His hands stay behind his back, forming signs and shapes and tapping patterns. Donald is forced ashore with most of the crew, in hunt of the treasure, but he leaves the kids with clear instructions. He trusts them to complete them, while he handles the rest. After all, this treasure was still here for a reason.

The cave is shaped like a toothy mouth, gaping, dark and dank. Things move in the dark at the opening, but the further in they go, the less life there is. Statues in varying states line their path, Donald determinedly doesnt look at them, but he knows the crew is getting spooked.

"Its right through there." He says finally.

The captain swipes his blade and Donald goes down with a shout, arms pressed tightly to the slash across his body.

"Shut him up. Im tired of that voice. We have treasure to collect."

One of the men ties rope across his bill, and pulls his hands behind his back, aiming a kick to his wounded front, before the whole lot enters the last chamber of the cave.

Donald huffs and heaves, rope rubbing painfully at his bill and every breath pulling at his cut. Blood dripping from his collar bone to his hip in steady lines, he needs to get out of here and make sure the kids are okay. He hears shouts from within, cut off almost immediately after they start, and forces himself to roll onto his knees.

He stumbles his way from the cave, each statue a stablilizer as he goes. Horror and pain stricken faces on each, adventures and innocents long lost to the curse of this place. Even Glomgold had been wise enough to leave this one be, most saw the statues and wisely turned back. Scrooge had tried to go in, almost getting Della turned to stone in the process, before turning back.

One of the statues has a fallen sword by it, old and broken, but the jagged end still does the job of freeing his wrists. He presses his arms to his front once more as he hurried towards the ship. The kids are jumping off it as he arrives, running towards him. He drops down and catches the boys, the girls not far behind them, toppling them all over.

"Unca Donald! Youre hurt!" Louie is the first to notice, and Donald feels bad for the blood on their clothes.

His fingers move quickly as he tries to assure them hes fine. He feels the ropes slide off his bill and blinks a bit, Lenas hand stops glowing and Donald gives her a grateful smile. To prove he'll be fine, he stands, and motions towards the ship, he could get them going and find a first aid kit hes sure.

Donald had found his voice long ago, it had been taken from him often enough that he learned to communicate without it. And those that cared, had done the same. But they also took the time to learn his voice, luring it out of hiding and encouraging it. So that a lost voice would always find its way home.

#you better start talking #whumptober2022 #no.25 #lost voice #duct tape #ducktales #fic #angst #implied child abuse #blood and injury #kidnapping #threats of violence #donald angst #open ending

[scarsmood]

any ideas for breeding with eggs/nesting? i’m usually so tough and mean but i’ve just been totally floored with the need to get knocked up and make a nest and protect my clutch lately. i wanna share that with a partner so bad

Sitting on eggs is underrated. I could see two scenes. Courtship ritual and forced insemination.

Courtship ritual: having your mate fight you for breeding rights. If they impress you you’ll let them win or if they overpower you. Personally a fan of knotting so having a knot being forced into me while im pinned down sounds fun using a cum tube to fill me with cum lube would be great and being forced to sit like that for awhile 15-20 minutes. Before popping it out. At that point itd be a good time to get tied down. A breeding bench would be ideal but a chair works just fine being forced to present.

Your mate can get either gelatin eggs or body safe siliacone eggs to shove inside of you. A muzzle and gag to make sure you cant fight back would be ideal. Im sure theyd mark you up a bit just to make sure you have some reminders of who did this to you. Once all the eggs are in being set loose to make a nest and incubate for a while maybe an hour or two or a whole day if your ready for that before laying them. Of course letting your mate pick when you can lay. You could clean the eggs off and then sit on them for awhile after being sure to keep the nest warm and adding new materials for the nest.

Forced insemination: maybe your partner is human and maybe you dont like humans. The first thing their going to have to figure out is how to subdue you to knock you up. This process of threatening and testing methods can go on for days constantly keeping you on edge. Having them whisper ideas into your ear. Watching to slip rope from behind their back and showing it to you. Trying to grab or catch you. If your into extreme play and know how to do these things carefully to could spike drinks with alcohol if your a lightweight so you get that groggy confused feeling. (You could use pills but hey, thats up to you. I know ive wanted to play with em before)

Whatever method they end up actually using eventually has you caught. Getting forcefully geared up would be the next step. A bitch suite in particular is humiliating and really fun. A blindfold and sensory deprevation like ear plugs or noise cancelling headphones is always good. Personally i like speculums and medical play so being forced open vis speculum and having cum lube forced into me sounds fun along with eggs. Preferably larger eggs that really border on what i can take and are painful. Having a plug to keep them in or a belt tight around you works. Something to prevent you from pushing them out.

At this point being extremely full and tied down your dom can force your compliance and have you beg to get trained or start training you. Its a good way to start breaking someone. Once they feel satisfied they can release your belt and have you sit in the nest they made for you to lay eggs. They can control your schedule and behavior. How you should nest and when you should leave the nest.

Feel free to add burning/ branding, biting, rope burn, wax play, ice play, cbt, and strangulation as well as any kinks you enjoy to create something you might enjoy personally yourself.

I hope you get some ideas!

#otherkin #therian #werewolfkin #afterdark #erokin

[notahorseindisguise]

fun facts about me!

im 17 years old

i live in australia, in nsw 

im mostly a boy ig, but i use any pronouns and just dont care

im bisexual

i am, by family, a member of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day saints. by belief, im not sure yet!

i have adhd and probably other stuff 

i really love bugs and want to be an entomologist

you can call me Corn, but thats just a nickname, short for Corben

i have 2 pet cats, milly and pebbles

i am really really mean to people, because bullying is how i show my love. if that is an issue for you please let me know and ill change it!

i also use a lot of gendered terms as well as petnames for just. everyone. so if “bro” or “babe” makes you uncomfy, make sure you tell me too!

i very purposely wear day of the week underwear only on the wrong day cause i think its hilarious

i have a slight lisp, very slight, its only really noticeable when i say a bunch of s words in a row and you are looking to notice it. i have this because in preschool i did my s sounds slightly different to how we were taught, but i never bothered to fix it

i get excited when im talking a lot about things i love, and when i get excited, a bit of a stutter comes out, and i like, get stuck on a word, and keep repeating it until my brain buffers the next sentence

i have a lot of self confidence because i stopped making self deprecating jokes and started making self aggrandizing jokes and guys, faking it til you make it really really works

i really like comedy, not just as in i like makng jokes, although thats true, but i like dissecting comedy and talking about it the way a film critic would talk about the dark knight or something. i really like pulling it apart and looking at the behind the scenes. i also think its funny to rate people jokes out of 10.

ive never properly played a game of monopoly. the only game ive ever played i had to leave around halfway through. im a monopoly virgin. 

if youre reading this, reply “autonomic”. just because i think its a fun word to say and i doubt anyone is actually reading all of this.

i had a couple of recurring nightmares as a kid that brought me quite face to face with a cosmic horror, i dont believe it was real of course, just a creation of my mind, but still, im mostly unphased by that genre, although i still love it because its just so cool to read about

i have never opened my eyes underwater for more than half a second, because it hurts me too much. ive opened them up underwater a little bit just to wash them out or to see if i could, but they always hurt too much for me, so ill be wearing goggles underwater for the rest of my life

when i was a child my family would call cuddles from me “dorben” and say “corben give me some dorben” whenever they wanted cuddles. this is not an open invitation to use this for when you want cuddles from me this is just a fun fact about my childhood

one time at a family camp when i was like. 6 or 7 or something, i told my mum i needed the toilet but she didnt wanna walk me down to the toilet block, so she told me to just go in the bush. i protested, but she told me itd be fine so i went to the bush. later i was crying and i pulled her over to where i had gone, and she saw a shit laying on the grass, where she thought i was gonna piss. through my tears i said “mum, you were WRONG, WRONG, WRONG-O!!”

also once when i was half asleep i pissed in the bin in my bathroom instead of the toilet

theres some fun facts about me!! some of these important, some i just thought were random and funny. i will add to this when i think of more random parts of my life. have fun!

#corntent #probably gonna pin this #this whole post started because last night i realised #id never opened my eyes underwater #and id never played a full game of monopoly #and i was trying to think of more weird facts about me #and i thought itd be funny to disguise some random trivia about my life as like an 'about me' post #thanks for reading :3

[helenofsimblr]

11, 26, 42, 50, 60 for Francine, Kane, Arnold! ty

Francine: Oh me again!? Wow!

Kane: Wait this is anonymous, how do I tell if they're hot or not? C'mon, bet you're a cutie.

Arnold: Hmm... *looks up from phone.* What the fuck do you want? I'm busy I haven't got time to answer stupid questions.

Francine: Oh C'mon Arnie, it'll be good publicity for the company.

Arnold: Will it? Fine, make it fast. I'm busy and I got shit to do!

Who’s the most important person in their life?

Francine: Arnold of course, he means the world to me and I'd be lost without him.

Kane: Right now, its my contact at city hall who is preventing an inspection of my club. Motherfucker did a good job of fobbing off the clipboard crew so far.

Arnold: What was the question? *looks up from phone again* Oh uh... Francine, obviously.

What’s one topic they could never get tired of researching or learning about?

Francine: Ooh, I think itd have to be Selvadoradan culture. Such a fascinating topic to cover there. I mean the Genesis Wars were a big deal and lasted decades. I love how they are our immediate ancestors and most modern people sprung from them. Its really fascinating to think as well that a lot of things we take for granted now sprang from them.

Kane: The centerfolds of playboy I guess? Well all jokes aside my late father left me a lot of books years ago about how to run a successful business. Pity he didn't read them as thoroughly as I did.

Arnold: Fuckin' research? I'm tired already at just hearing the question. If I had to, I'd pay some fucker to do it for me.

What’s the typical first impression after meeting this person?

Francine: Positive I hope. I try to be as polite and friendly as I can be. But I also want to be fun too. Hopefully people look at me and don't think "bitch."

Kane: Nah, that's what happens when they meet Kira Francine. I think my first impression is good, they think this guy is suave, debonair, classy, good looking well dressed, interesting, and I'm modest too.

Arnold: I think the first impression when they meet me is fear, and respect. I command, and expect both. Simple as that. Next fuckin' question come on, lets get this shit over with.

Do they have any insecurities?

Francine: Um... I think just feeling like I won't be as good a lawyer as my mom, its some big shoes to fill. I mean, she totally betrayed me but, still, big shoes. Maybe as well that Arnold might find a more pretty girl than me... I guess that's the main ones...

Kane: Insecurity? Nah. Don't do that shit. "Fake it till you make it" motherfucker.

Arnold: Yawn...! Couldn't you have asked about my favourite gun or something instead. Insecurity, right uh, Francine will leave me, but we're tight and together right babe?

Francine: Right!

What are some of their simple pleasures?

Francine: Well for me I think my simplest pleasure is a coffee and a cigarette or a nice drink and a cigarette. I know! I shouldn't smoke, and even though I only have like 10 cigs a month, I wish I never started but, since I did, yeah, I do like it. Don't smoke kids. Um, lounging about in bed on a cold day, love that. And I also like hanging out with my buddy Sarah ( @sparkiekong ) she has been a true friend to me.

Kane: For me cigarettes ain't a simple pleasure, they're a fuckin' essential item! I ain't gonna lie, since I got the club open, I love watching the girls work, I love watching the money flowing. A good bit of weed too now that's where its at. Also, most simple pleasure of all, being right when Kira is clearly wrong! Fuckin' love that.

Arnold: I'm a billionaire's son, so my simple pleasures are my Range Rover Sport SVR, my G wagon. I like my gun collection too, gives me great delight. *looks at Francine sideways a moment.* Oh and cuddling up with Franny on a cold day in that bed. Amphetamines are high on my list too. You get me? Right... this shit is done.

Grabs Francine's hand and walks off with her.

#tw bad language #tw swearing

[tokusaatsus]

OFNCOSNSISJS no because im loving it,, and then thinking about what each unit's untitled song would be?? 🥹🥹

and itd be so funny for some iterations of virtual singer reader to be antagonistic in a sibling kind of way?? like imagine akatsuki's reader being super hardheaded and stubborn to be in theme with akatsuki's traditionalism?? omg keito and them would be at each other's THROATS 😭 or knights having the most annoying and egotistical reader who can humble izumi of all people?!!

but ofc omg virtual anzu would be fire too,, like the possible dynamics between her and reader are infinite,, not to talk about knights again,, but imagine if virtual reader and anzu were a princess and her knight 🥹 or maybe they could be twins like rin and len so that 2wink can have people they can relate to???

KCNSKSNAK it really does make the brain work,, and yes i do hope we get more of tsukasa tenma i literally started playing pjsekai for him and him alone ,,

-angst 🫡

YES OMG for the untitled song i was thinking abt it earlier and maybe kiss of life for alkaloid, blooming world for mam (=eye= for df?) and miwaku geki for valk ???

ACTUALLY speaking of df how would that work?? i think it would be cool if df was the only idol unit w/o a sekai…. like instead they use the mam sekai since it’s basically empty ??? but also what if df had a seperate sekai, just w/o virtual idol reader. either way df is alienated from the other units…

YEAH omg unit shenanigans 🥺🥺 like ryuseitai!reader who’s like another version of chiaki, always encouraging them and getting them out of their comfort zone but is always there to be a shoulder to cry on…. or fine!reader being a benevolent figure of sorts, like an angel ;) ;) ??? or even undead!reader who’s loud and brash and so fucking insane at times but who is also secretly rlly soft nd sweet….

i like to imagine that 2wink!reader is like a comforting presence. like an older sibling, giving advice and soothing worries….

YES VI ANZU!!! i was thinking what if the producer course was like all virtual idols (so anzu, hitsugi + negi) but like there would be one per unit, same as how it is for prsk. SO princess/knight au could happen, but only in knights sekai. and i think vi anzu is cool bcuz she would be privy to all the info abt reader (life b4 the sekai, how they became a vi, etc etc) that a lot of the other idols wouldn’t know so there’s a lot of trust between anzu and y/n….

SO TRUE ANGST my brain is Full….. AND YES kasa my eeny he is my blorbo 🫶🫶 i just think…he’s neat…

#💌...loveletters! #💝...anon mail! #ALSO gm angst i just woke up ehehehe

[b0mblover]

a very confused god

(/2)

By:J

wednsday, january 26. 17:00 (5pm) noriko came home around 15 (3) to sleep, she had been running around since 12, like normal. Jirou had went to run errands for crown, and lopt stayed home all day. now they were all laying in the living room doing various things, lopt was watching some british news station, jirou was simultaneously trying to figure out how they got such channels and texting someone, probably crown, and noriko was painting her nails venting to whoever would listen, something about public transit being awful. “Hey noriki” “lopt i will smite you if you ever call me that again” “kay rinoko, gotta question for ya” “id suggest you start running lopt” noriko procceded to chase lopt around the (mind you very small) apartment for about 30 minutes before hiding in the bathroom for another 10 minutes. Lopt came out of the bathroom to see noriko stole his spot on the couch, laying down on two cushions (look no way she would even reach 3 shes too short) while jirou was sitting on the other, the floor was his only option. Lopt sat down on the floor, stretching his legs out. “Can i ask my question now riko?” “Augh fine what?” she said, sounding playfully annoyed. “What were you doing with your nails?” “painting them? why, no im not gonna paint yours” “oh, well, thanks for considering anyways” lopt picked up on the fact that it was pointless to try and ask what the hell “nail polish” was, it didnt look like polish, and smelled better than polish, so what the hell was it really for? 

around 19 (7pm) noriko decied to go to her room to sleep for a bit, claming she had to “get up buttfuck early for some bullshit” she never elaborated. Jirou was in the kitchen, sitting crosslegged on the counter, not chair, counter. looking at god knows what on his phone, he decided d to go to his room for whatever reason (plot convince) Deciding that it was the “perfect time” to execute his plan, he walked into the bathroom, opened the cabinet below the sink, and pulled out the bag noriko had her nail polish in. it was mostly red and yellows, two bottles of black, one of purple. Lopt, counting what looks like it would taste the best, and how many there was of each, decied on a midly dull red, she had two of them, he picked the one that felt less full. He opened the bottle and sniffed it, admittedly, he didnt have the best sense of smell, but he could pick up on how strong things were. He mentally noted how strong it was, it wasnt as strong as some things, but definitely was enough to make someone get lightheaded if not pass out. He set the “brush” on some wadded up toilet paper, attempting to convince himself that it was for “science” even though he had never been interested in it before. He counted mentally, when it got to 15, he would down it, like he was going to die (i mean, he cant die so he didnt really know what thatd feel like so-) “5,6” he muttered it aloud, trying to drown out the thought that itd make him sick, the last time he ate something he shouldnt have, his throat ended up bleeding (a few of you know what im referring to) “11,12” he told himself, since it was a liquid, it wouldnt do much harm. “15-“ he immediately downed the bottle, instantly noticing two things, 1. since it was red, the others might confuse it for blood if he were to throw up 2. it burned. He looked around, usually there were cups in the bathroom for water, but of course, why would there be now? he found a bottle of pink looking liquid, deciding that it probably couldnt get much worse, downed it too. Instant regret, for the secound time, it burned worse than the nail polish. He dreaded the hours ahead of him, he ran (ran more like speed walked) into the kitchen to grab a cup, fummbling it twice before getting water. After he drank it he barely felt better, his mouth and throat felt irritated, and he wanted to vomit

(note, this is just what happens when you ingest/drink eat nail polish/nail polish remover)

he decied that fresh air might help so he unlocked the door and went out onto the “balcony” or what they call a balcony, its just some thin wire that wasnt more than 28cms (roughly 10-11 inches). Taking deep breaths, trying to not panic, maybe he mentally knew that he fucked up, maybe it was the fact the pain barely dulled down. After 7 minutes of harsh breathing and barely calming down, he decied to go in, the pain hadnt stopped but it was cold out and it felt like it was almost making it worse, even if he couldnt feel temperature like a normal person. He sat down on the couch and no less than 2 minutes after, ran to the bathroom to throw up. It was disgusting, the smell, the look, he couldnt tell if he threw up blood (again) or it was the nail polish, merely questioning if it was the nail polish made him throw up again. This went on until Riko asked if he was okay, of course she had to be awake. “Uh, the hell, uh hold on ill get something stay there and uh try to not throw up..?” she sounded uncertain with her words, lopt gave up, trying to think about anything else than the situation he was in. He heard Riko mumbling through the wall, something about “antiemetics” he didn’t know what those were

(antiemetics are like peptol bismol n shit so you don’t throw up or smth idk i’ve never took them)

She came back into the bathroom with a small cup of something disgustingly pink and instructed him to take it. He did as he was told, wanting it to all be over already. Taking a deep breath he changed his position, getting off of his rather sore knees, and sitting down properly, he considered leaving the bathroom but ultimately decided that if he were to puke again he wouldn’t want to clean it up. Noriko told him to text or yell for her if he needed something, he nodded, though knowing that there was no chance in hell would he intentionally get her attention. She went back to her room, after 5 minutes of her leaving, he threw up again, though this time being a odd vague pink colour and with less possible blood or nail polish chips. This was going to be a long night.

(again im shit at writing im so sorry)

(lopt fucking dies at the end /j) 

(i’m not even kidding i looked up so much shit for this, smth smth every 4 grams of acetone for every 1kg (2lbs~) if were saying that lopt weighs around  ((exactly)) 67kgs (148lbs~)smth smth 42.5 idk look i’m not good at math) 

(i love lopt suffering /pos) 

#j writes badly #no beta we die like jirou #i stg if i have an fbi agent theyre probably worried about me

[ghostthevamp]

Tw:Vent SA r•pe s3xual abus3 transphobia dysphoria

I’m so stupid to trust people im so stupid I knew he would use me like every other guy did sometimes I think I deserved to get raped I don’t know what I did but to be sexually assaulted and abused over and over and over again after and getting out of a sexually abusive relationship im never going to be the same im scared im so scared of guys it genuinely scares me sometimes the first time I was 4 second 5 it just gets worse no one will ever like me for more than my body never I’m not likable for more than that people wonder why I’ve done such fucking insane shit it’s probably because that’s the only fucking thing anyone will ever love me for I didn’t care where it was as long as he didn’t leave me in a public park at a Halloween paety in my best friends house it didn’t matter because that’s the only time he would say I love you so much first the only time I felt loved like I loved him even if I did say no he’d beg until I gave in or make me feel bad until I did I opened up about my suicidal thoughts and urges and he started talking about wanting to fuck after I found out he’s been lying to me for months on end about the porn he watches and by the way it was all fucking women because of course it was who will ever fucking see me as a man none of my fucking boyfriends have in the past he’s the only guy I trusted with my body and he sexually assaulted me I was asleep in my friends bed and I wake up while he’s grabbing and doing stuff to my chest I don’t know if he’s done anything else while I’ve been asleep and that’s what’s so scary I don’t know what he’s done to me that don’t know about my body feels like it isn’t mine I’m disgusting I feel like I’ve let it happen to me at this point I didn’t care what he did as long as he’d lie to me tell me he loves me as long as I could cry while we where fucking as long as I could have flashbacks to my rapist and just keep going because itd always just be fucking fine no one will ever love me for more than a woman’s body no one cause that’s all anyone will ever see me as I’m so unlovable that they can only say they love me so much if they’re getting off in me I'm never going to be loved I don't know why I've tried so hard i don't deserve it

#tw dysphoria #tw #tw sa #tw rap3

[slutdge]

why do a lot of post-secondary education havers think that like. theyre on this higher level of intelligence about extremely basic things like my highest completed level of education is 8th grade and every single meme ive seen captioned like "only [whatever] majors will understand 🤣" i have also understood in full lmao

#like that STEM major that thinks no one else knows what x and y axis are like bruh we learned that in 6th grade #like i just dont understand why they think these things are only accessible if you pay to go to university or college lmao like #some people just. study and read about things on their own time even outside of university my dude #its called having interests #dont even fucking get me started on queer studies people either jesus fucking christ #my queer studies course is actually MY LIVED EXPERIENCE IRL AS A QUEER PERSON but thanks for condescending to me ig #itd be fine and valid if they could ever shut the fuck up and stop acting like theyre better than other queer people but they dont #shut up judas