#if you ask me about it I will rant to you so fucking hard but like in a really normal way

[storiesoflilies]

school bus love (5)

synopsis: it’s high time to throw caution to the wind, don’t you think?

pairing: teen!toji fushiguro x teen!f!reader

warnings: none.

a/n: i just wanted to say that I absolutely adore all the comments saying this drabble series is making you nostalgic. besides me telling you all a bit about myself, the main goal really was to create a slice of life piece that makes people reminisce their school days xo

drabble series / part 4

today was momentous.

freedom was teasing her, dangling sweet summer fruits and the smell of sea salt in front of her. she gritted her teeth, her wrist aching as she frantically wrote the final few sentences of her last question. the clock was ticking, and it would all be over soon.

three.

two.

one…

“that’s it, everyone! time’s up!”

she had never packed up her things so fast in her life, practically shoving her way through the throng of students gathering outside the exam hall. all she could think about was feeling the warm sun on her skin and seeing the patches of blue between the jagged white clouds. today marked the final exam she had to sit, and she was now completely free for the summer.

in a exactly a week’s time, she would be sunning herself on the beach, swimming through crystal-clear waters, and snacking on crunchy slices of watermelon in the shade of palm trees with her best friends. in a week’s time, she would be back home for a whole month, a prospect that should make her buzz with excitement, if not for the nagging reminder of just one thing.

she wouldn’t be seeing toji.

they’d had a handful of conversations over the past three weeks, but nothing more had progressed. she still wasn’t sure if he really liked her, and she was starting to become convinced that she had to cut her losses. it was becoming exhausting overanalyzing toji’s every word, trying to decipher any hidden meanings in his messages and figuring out times when he might have been glancing at her too.

the chase was quite boring without much progress to show for it, and it was a hard pill to swallow that toji probably just wasn’t into her the way she wanted him to be.

she put her headphones and tuned out the world – and all thoughts of toji – attempting to bask in the sheer relief of having finished her exams, which had all gone relatively well. later that night, after pampering herself with an extra self-care routine in the shower, she called her friends for a celebratory gaming session. naturally, she aired out her frustrations about her gorgeous boy.

“i’m just worried the conversation is gonna completely fizzle out, ya know?” she ranted, rapidly clicking her mouse buttons. “it’s not like we’ll be on the bus together anymore.”

“oh my god, girl. i literally agree with your mom,” asa suddenly snapped, taking her aback in shock. “why don’t you just ask him on a date right now?”

“r-right now?” she sputtered. “i can’t do that.”

“why not? if he says no, then you’ll know if he doesn’t like you, and you can move on,” morgoth hummed, a rare voice of reason for once.

that was a whole lot easier said than done.

could she even do something so bold? she doubted she was courageous enough for something like that, and she was still clinging to her little girl dream of being asked out by a boy on her first date. her heart started to pound as it battled with her mind, her soul watching the back and forth she was having within herself.

suddenly, a thread snapped, and the raging waves stilled as if nothing had ever happened.

fuck it.

she left the game, earning cries of protest and anger from her friends, and whipped open her notes app on her phone. if she thought too much, she would chicken out and change her mind. after typing a dozen variations of how she was going to phrase the message, she finally settled on one and quickly copied and pasted it into their snapchat conversation.

hey toji, are you free by any chance to hang out tomorrow? x

and hit send.

oh…

she hit send.

she.

hit.

send.

“holy fucking shit,” she whispered incredulously, a sense of dread spreading from her head to her toes.

morgoth grunted, “what happened now?”

“i just asked toji out on a date tomorrow,” she replied, voice cracking with electric nerves.

her friends both sputtered and coughed at the same time. “fuck off, no you didn’t,” asa said, obviously shell-shocked with a hint of excitement. “tomorrow?!”

“what do you mean ‘fuck off’?! you told me to do it,” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and rocking back and forth on her bed.

“hah! well, what did you say?”

“i just asked him if he wanted to hang out tomorrow, and i put an ‘x’ at end to kind of… i don’t know, flirt i guess?”

her friends both cackled, and heat rose to her chest and face.

toji fushiguro is typing…

she gasped, more so screamed, “guys, fuck! oh my god, oh my god! he’s typing.”

“that was quick,” commented morgoth under his breath.

toji fushiguro has sent you a chat!

another shrill gasp. “guys, he replied!”

“leave it!” asa giggled, his giddiness infectious and making her laughter bubble out of her chest. “don’t be a desperate bitch.”

“fuck you, he replied quick! I’m not gonna just sit here and wait.”

toji fushiguro: yeah should be free for a bit tomorrow, when were you thinking?

oh my.

oh my…

“what’s he saying, huh?” asa giggled again.

“something good, i guess. her breathing suddenly got quicker,” morgoth chuckled, his laughter reverberating through his microphone.

hmm not sure haha, whenever you’re free i guess, i’m free all day tomorrow

play it cool. play it cool, goddamn it.

toji fushiguro: yeah, what about some time in the afternoon sure?

yeah sweet, does 4 sound okay or is that too late?

toji fushiguro: yeah 4 should be sweet, sounds good

aight, where do you wanna go? i still don’t know the good places to go to lmao

toji fushiguro: tbh i have no idea, sure like let’s just see when we meet up what you’re feeling

“hehe, guys, he says it’s up to what i’m feeling.”

ahaha ok then, where do you wanna meet up then?

toji fushiguro: oh yeah shit, uh you know where like the big wheel kinda is at the seafront? we could meet up there if you want?

the ferris wheel ahaha?

toji fushiguro: yeah the big wheel ahahah, literally the most recognizable place i could think of in town

haha ok no worries, i’ll see you tomorrow then, i’ll text you when i get there :)

toji fushiguro: yeah see you tomorrow x

she wasn’t a physical being limited to the confines of her bedroom anymore. no, she was limitless and infinite, soaring with ravens among the indigo clouds of twilight, her heart leaping with every sudden dip of their wings. life was good, life was meaningful, and holy shit. toji fushiguro had agreed to go on her very first date ever with her.

“guys.”

“what?”

“he sent me an ‘x’, and we’re going on a date tomorrow.”

general taglist: @tadabzzzbee @wannapizzamymindposts @stromynight

school bus love taglist: @badbyeyoongi

p.s: fun fact, these are the actual text messages i sent to my boyfriend the day i asked him out :3

#toji fushiguro x reader #toji x you #toji x reader #toji x y/n #jujutsu kaisen toji #jujutsu kaisen #jjk toji #toji zenin #toji fluff #jjk fluff #toji drabbles #jjk drabbles #toji fushiguro

[piinkpraise]

date or dominate...? ☀

a/n: my friend got the title from a wet and wild highlighter. 😭

warnings: double strap, cum eating, rich!ellie, breeding, ellie grinds her clit on your ass, assgirl!ellie

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You pour tea into a delft decorated mug, sipping the hot liquid that trickled down your throat, soothing the soreness. Your muscles released with ease as you sink into the hot water, eyes fluttering closed and a small pleased smile on your face. A long day of walking around Paris, stupidly in wedges for pictures. Ellie had dragged you along to a work trip with her, like she always does. But, you were her 'best friend' so, she needed some company on these trips.

You let out a hum contently and continue sipping on the warm liquid, sighing each time it numbs the pain in your throat. You hear a click of the hotel door open and a loud thunk on the floor. "Oh my God my day was crazy" you hear a groan, hearing the mini fridge open and glasses clink.

You hum and lay your head back, laying it on the ledge of the tub as footsteps fade into the bathroom. "You're having yourself a nice day" she says, looking at you with a wine bottle in her hand and two wine glasses.

"Mmmhm" you hum, eyes shut.

"Do you even wanna hear about my day?" she asks, walking near the tub.

"No, not really" you say, smiling slightly.

"You're a real bitch sometimes," she smirks, sitting the wine and glasses down and dropping her pants and unbuttoning her shirt before stepping into the tub and straddling your waist, leading kisses down your jaw and to your neck.

"No, go away" you groan, pushing her head away.

"So I can't rant or have sex?" she looks at you with an arched brow.

"No, because, believe it or not, I'm not a prostitute, even thought we're in Europe. And I also need to relax, like a normal person does once and a while" you say, opening your eyes and looking at her.

"What's up with you?" she asks, taken aback by your remark.

"Today..." you sigh, grabbing a wine glass and popping the cork off the bottle, pouring it into the glass. "Would be our one year anniversary, if you stepped up and dated me instead of fucking me" you gulped down half the glass of wine.

"Slow down-" she reached out for your glass. "Do not tell me to slow down! You need to hurry up and make me yours, not sexually, romantically, Ellie! I go to brunches, dinners, fund raisers, events for your company as your date, I go to nice dinners with you, yet all I am is your best friend!" you yell, gripping your wine glass a little too hard.

"Okay, I-I hear you- just take a deep breath-" Ellie tries to soothe you.

"Get out!" you say, pointing to the bathroom door. She looks at you with surprise, eyes blown wide. "No" she says quietly, "I'm staying with you"

"How is one intimate with someone for a year and not feel something for her" you say in disbelief. "I love you" she says, holding your face with her hands.

"But I don't deserve someone like you. I work like a dog, I'm always traveling and I'm always away. If I date you, your going to be like some pathetic housewife witting at home and getting attention from anyone who gives it to her since you don't get it from me" she says.

The usual hazel lust in her eyes was a shimmery green, a glint in her eyes that you haven't seen before. Her eyes were wide, mouth agape slightly, cheeks puffed out barely, not even noticeable unless you focused. Her mouth was a slight agape frown. God she looked prettier than ever like this.

"I've gone on every trip with you since you've first owned this company, what makes you think that I'd stay at home?" you ask, voice calm now.

"I'm scared." she says, jaw trembling. "I don't want you to be alone, or feel lonely, you deserve so much more than that. If working from home more means being with you, and giving you attention, then that's what I'll do, okay? I want you- no I need you, to stay. I need you to be my girlfriend, y-you're..mine-okay?" she says, eyes watering as her voice breaks.

"Okay, I'm yours now, I know," you smile, stroking her cheek with her hand and pulling her into your body, embracing her. "I'm sorry I'm such an asshole" she sniffles. You giggle softly and rub circles on her back. "You're my asshole then" you smile, tracing her spine with your long manicured nail.

You felt her shiver under you, despite the warm air and sun casting on her through the window. "I love you" she whispered to you, words like a prayer, a commitment, or a devotion, she said it like she'd say it every day for the rest of her life.

"I love you too Els" you say softly, her hands skimming your sides, making shivers run through your body. Heat was coursing through your veins as her hands would stroke your thigh, nearing where you wanted her. Her other hand would run down your stomach, and trace each of your ribs.

"Ellie..." you sigh, head tilting back as she places a soft kiss on your neck. "I bought something on the way here...if you're up for it.." she says.

You see a side of her no one else saw, even you. She was nervous, eyes avoiding yours as they flick back and forth from your body to your lips, fingers twiddling and voice soft and suggestive.

You nod to which she climbs out of the tub, grabbing a towel and walking out of the bathroom and making her way to your shared bedroom. You push yourself out of the tub, your body heavy with water. The tub swirls, discarding bubbles and water into the drain. "Lay on the bed, ass up" you hear Ellie from the other room. You can feel a rush of blood go to your core, discarding the towel and walking into the bedroom.

Ellie was to preoccupied fumbling with the strap around her waist to notice you. You giggle softly and meet her next to the bed to buckle the buckle she struggled with. "Thanks" she murmurs.

The strap she had on was thick, protruding out with blue silicone, long and with a slight curve. You watched as it connected to another end that disappeared between her wet folds.

"Here" she says shakily, handing you a remote and staring at you. "My side has a vibrator so you can control it...whenever you like" she said, twiddling with her thumbs.

"Okay, thank you baby" you say, kissing her cheek and grabbing the small white machinery before laying on the bed on your stomach, lifting your hips so your ass was in the air.

You felt the bed shift, her weight on both knees as she knelt behind you, calloused hands sliding up your sides. The same rough hands played with the skin on your bottom, rolling up the flesh in her hands, gripping it and spreading it apart. A harsh smack sent across your cheek, making you whimper in anticipation.

"Gonna come inside this pussy" she muttered, thumb sliding through the slickness that coated your soft folds, the sun shining through the window and making the slick glisten. You let out a whimper again, her words making you rut your hips backward in protest.

With that, you feel the silicone tip run through your folds and press against your pearl, sliding down before easing deep inside you. It wasn't hard for the 8 inches to bottom out. You moan softly as you hear her groan, the strap poking up in the depths of her core. "You're so tight" she groans. She swear she could feel your warm walls and tight core.

Her hips move backward, pulling out before snapping forward, shoving in deep to you. Your chest moved forward against the covers with each hard and slow thrust. You felt like mother nature under your feet was splitting.

Euphoric couldn't begin to explain how good it felt, hearing Ellie bit her lip and let out squeaks every once and a while because she was trying not to whine and whimper when she felt the strap push in her walls and the skin of your butt ripple with each thrust. You groan, eyes rolling back in your head as her pull outs and thrusts began to get more frequent, getting faster and her pull outs getting shorter before snapping back in and pulling out in a matter of two seconds.

You cry out, hands gripping for dear life on the sheets. "Oh, Ellie" you moan. Her name for your pretty lips and moans made her let out an audible whimper she possibly couldn't hold back if she tried her hardest. She watched the skin of your butt ripple and clap together with each thrust, urging her to thrust harder and faster. Her whimpers only got louder the more she went faster, turning into cries soon, it made you so close so fast, you felt ready to burst at how she pleaded under her breath. "So pretty, s-soso pretty, g-gonna come inside y-you baby, k-knock you u-up" she whined, chewing on her bottom lip as she closed her eyes, scared she'd cum if she watched your butt anymore. "Knock me up baby- ohmygod-" you moan loudly, eyes rolling back into your head.

The opened French doors to the balcony and the opened windows didn't do your pleasure justice, the people below you hearing your cries and pleas at how good it felt to be railed by her.

"Pleasepleaseplease" you cry, gripping onto the sheets like you'd submit to your death if you let go. Her thrusts began to get brutal as a hand came down and made tight figure eights on your swollen bud that poked out from between your folds. You suddenly remember the remote in your power and go for it, turning it on and pressing the plus button until the speed was at five. "Oh fuck!" Ellie moans, hands rooting to your hair and tugging it back. Her hips speed up, snapping hard and relentlessly into your abused cunt.

"Ellie Ellie Ellie! Mmm'gonna cum!" you practically scream, fingers accidentally pressing the plus button on the remote where your finger previously remained, turning it up to ten. "Fuck! Ohh my god!" Ellie yells, the tip perfectly hits her g-spot. "Com'on, cum all over my cock, let me cum inside that pretty pussy" she says, hip rhythm messy.

With those words, you came, eyes screwed shut and mouth open wide as a silent scream left your lips. It felt like you were floating, like your soul left your body and you were floating to heaven on a cloud. White hot heat hit you, black behind your eyes becoming white as your eyes snapped open, screaming Ellie's name.

"Fuckkk! Ellie!" you scream, your screams mixing with Ellie's as she takes the strap out of your hole, along with hers, rubbing your clit through your orgasm and mounting you almost, rubbing her clit up and down your ass while she rubbed yours with her fingers through your intense orgasm.

"Fuckfuckfuck, cumming- fuck I'm cumming baby!" she yells, immediately aligning her hole with yours, spreading your sopping hole open and cumming inside you. You could feel it, hard spurts and shoots pressing all the spots inside of you, making you moan loudly. "That's it-take my cum" she pants, eyes squeezed shut as she begins to come back to earth, your cums mixing together. She took her fingers and dipped the mixture on her fingers, pressing them in her mouth and sucking them clean, a lewd moan leaving her lips at the taste. She dipped her fingers in again and pressed them into your mouth, your eyes fluttering at the taste.

She licked you clean, not letting a drop escape her possession.

When the two of you were in reality again, panting, sheer coat of sweat on your foreheads and bodies. "Oh my God" you whisper. "Fuck" Ellie laughs, chest shaking.

"Let's get you cleaned up" she sighs, rolling off the bed and scooping her arms under you to pick you up. "What do you need, angel?" she asked.

"My throat hurts a little, maybe some tea?"

"Tea it is then"

And she went to pour you a cup of tea.

#tlou #ellie williams #tlou ellie #ellie #ellie the last of us #lesbian #tlou smut #ellie williams smut #the last of us #tlou x reader #ellie tlou smut #ellie tlou2 #ellie tlou2 smut #tlou2

[lysergicdaydreamm]

The rant post 5 whole people asked me to make

I have recently gotten into I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream by Harlan Ellison. Before I begin the rant let me get a few things out of the way:

I do not own the game. I never will own the game. I am about half way through watching a playthrough of people playing the game. I have read the short story twice now. I did not know that the short story existed until I was halfway through watching the game play through. I will not be finishing the play through.

Fantastic. Rant post starts now.

The IHNMAIMS game fucking sucks in comparison to the short story. Obviously this is not the worlds hottest take I made a poll a while back and like 60 something percent of the people that voted agree that the story is better than the game. In this post I want to break down why I personally think this. If you want to add your reasoning feel free to reblog but since I don’t want to argue with strangers on the internet I will not be arguing with you all.

1. The differences in characters.

In the game some of the characters are so drastically different in the worst ways possible. It is hard for me to genuinely resonate with Ted in the game (as I did watch his section of the game) meanwhile in the story I GENUINELY felt horrible for him. Benny is reduced to little more then ‘haha cannibalism’ and also just NOT bringing up that he was gay even though it is directly mentioned in the story. While I’m talking about Benny literally why was AM so goofy in that section of the game? Im not even gonna TALK about Nimdok because what the fuck happened there?Point is the characters were changed DRASTICALLY for the game.

2. THE STORY ITSELF IS SO DIFFERENT????

Genuinely a ihnmaims game where we actually follow the plot of the story would be so so cool. Playing from Ted’s pov would be incredibly interesting and the ending would be gut wrenching, but instead we got whatever the fuck this is?

3. The artstyle.

Maybe just a personal note for me tbh, I usually adore pixel art and such but the artstyle for the game is heinous. Which is a real crime in a point and click game where you have no choice but to look at it constantly.

That’s all I have for now I’m tired but I hate the game please if you want to get into ihnmaims PLEASE PLEASE read the short story or if you’re not fond of reading there’s like a comic dub up on YouTube that is basically the short story verbatim and it has a VERY nice artstyle

#ihnmaims short story #ihnmaims game #ihnmaims #i have no mouth and i must scream #harlan ellison #short story #rant post #shitty rant #don’t judge me too harsh I put very little effort into this

[hws-lceland]

danish slaughterhouse fanart

#emil.txt #anon thank you for asking me about my danish slaughterhouse rant :] i will answer but writing is hard #have this while you wait that i drew for theymadecatsgreen's reading of it on insta live #mini rant here though is just that i hate that its treated as the funny haha denmark murder fic thats so bad its good while people fail to #even acknowledge the genuinely triggering shit in the fic? #also the fic did so much damage to denmarks characterization in the fandom #anon you have opened a can of worms i just need to collect my thoughts #i am NOT maintagging this #i will admit denmark calling norway the 2012 equivalent of 'discord kitten' is so fucking funny #i didnt give him his beard or red hair bcus my Denmark would never #the danish slaughterhouse #tdsh

[nakeurnes]

#bandudhfuwufhrbdjvhsbbgbfndjeybfnzuchdndhdbdbgbsjfyskiwurbrbcjdbfnskayfis8 ch dnbcje I fyebaichfnduwjfnoxuend hai fudbsja #i fucking hate being a system #i hate it here #i dont want to be here anymore let me out #let me out or take me out back and shoot me in the head #blah blah the SAME SHIT I KEEP FUCKING COMPLAINING ABOUT EVRTY SINGLE FUCKING YIME INCOME HERE AND CRY AND SOB AND COMPLAIN I JSUT ALWAYS #FUCKING XOMPLAIN HUH? maybe i should jsut shut thr fuck up forever #i dont even want. to yell about it anymore #i screamed for help last time and no one fucking helped me no one actually fucking listens and im tired #if you dont give a fuck about what im ACTUALLY saying and feeling dont just feel pity for me #im not a kicked dog i m asking for HELP #but okay . thats fine . #ill jsu t go bash my head on a wall. #this is just great too cuz youre gonna see this and assume its you and youre right! its partially you im going fucking insane #and its mean for me to be like this and do this but i cant #i just give up now i literally am . giving up i dont have the energy to try and keep fucking foing yhis #i front once every 2 months to everyones distain and sob uncontrollably for hours and then go to sleep and eventuallly find someone else #to come here and front so i dont have to look myself in the mirror #i dont even know how started this rant anumore jone of this makes sense #if you see this and you know who you are just dont even. mention it i dont want to talk about it #its always the same shit ans the same shit keeps fucking happening and i keep getting worse so whatever . #yeah ur gonna feel bad and pitiful and im gonna feel like a piece of shit even though i do this ervery fucjing time #id off myself atp if that was a fucking option #whatevrr . im not tagging this shit on who it is if u dont know play a guessing game akd if you do then congrats go finger ur ass or smth #I will regret this in the morning but wt v . #stnkkkk if u read this then thank u for sloppy jane req i sobbed quite hard while lsitening to it 10/10 /pos #youd yave to be reading pretty far atp to see this but wtv .

[eosofspades]

okay so maybe it was just me being ahead of the curve or whatever but like. did anyone else have their ultimate misery / severe depression era during middle school instead of high school?

#mine #mental illness #it is FOUR AM i should NOT BE thinking about this but oh my god #i read something and i just realized that it wasnt just depression i had a full-fucking-blown psychological BREAK when i was 11 #and i need to be up in four hours but now im too pissed to sleep like oh my god i had a FULL PSYCHOLOGICAL BREAK and #STILL none of the adults in my life even noticed i was SAD?? FUCKING HELLO?????? #anyway rant in the tags but also im genuinely asking did this hit anyone else in middle school/ages 11-13 instead of high school #bc all the stuff i see is about how miserable and mentally ill kids in high school are and im absolutely not discounting that #but like. high school was SO MUCH BETTER for me it was fucking PARADISE compared to how deeply fucking hurting i was #throughout all of middle school. like i would relive all my high school years ten times over before i even ONCE had to feel how i felt #from the ages of 11 - 13. high school was FUN for me and i was still very mentally ill going into 9th grade!! #like. okay you know the adhd principle of executive dysfunction where the idea is that DOING the task is easier than STARTING the task #and the analogy that goes like. imagine you had to struggle for hours climbing up the gravel mountain to get to the construction site #so when you finally get there youre like oh thank fuck time to lay some bricks i could do this all DAY #and the guy who drove up the mountain to the work site is all angry and is like man stop bragging about how EASY laying bricks is for you #man its hard work!!!!! and youre like. not as hard as climbing up the damn gravel mountain dude #and whenever i hear people talking about how high school is the worst. i think of that. #yeah man high school is hard. not as hard as suffering through the crushing misery of being 11 though.

[digiditto]

sorry for bearing my heart. I won't do it again

#digi rants #(actual vent moment orz) #(not about anyone here. completely irl/offline) #look I expected nothing and was still disappointed #GOD. fine I just won't have interests then! #I already keep to myself 90% of the time #I try so hard. I try so hard all the time #I'm so fucking palatable I don't even know who tf I am outside of being palatable #FINE. I HAVE NO INTERESTS #I DON'T EXIST WHEN IT'S NOT CONVENIENT #WOULD THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY #IT WON'T WILL IT. BECAUSE NOTHING MAKES YOU HAPPY #sorry I was supposed to be better by now #don't you ever think that the reason I'm like this is because you never let me grow #you never encourage me and you don't believe in me #and if I'm not making money I don't even matter #I just wanted you to be proud of me for once #sorry if that's too much to ask

[loserfaceposts]

Demon slayer really is one of the only pieces of media that has genuinely made me cry several times for both positive things happening in the story and negative this is why its genuinely one of my favorite pieces of media I sincerely recommend it to everyone that can handle the rough topics it brings up

#kny manga #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #i kinda wanted to make a small rant and appreciation post of a piece of media that i really fucking love hhhhhhhhhhhh #this shit is corny af but whatever idc #media that made my cry fucking hard as hell lmao #im so normal #please check it out #please please please #its so fucking good #and heartbreaking #and heartwarming #im super normal trust bro #i will literally explode #if you ask me about it I will rant to you so fucking hard but like in a really normal way

[ratcandy]

Either you're disappointed with the datcher fanon interpretation conductor being treated as more grandpa than grooves or grooves being villianized

(Disappointed by) Dadtcher fanon interpretation: To say I have issues with it would be a slight understatement but I at least understand where it came from and why it happened - Foundation's there and, unfortunately for anyone else, Snat's like the only bastard here who gets any semblance of character development and has somewhat understandable reasoning behind him being the way that he is. Not to say his treatment of Hat Kid is in any way justified (nor do I particularly understand it given how he is with children in canon?) but I at least understand it. I get how and why people got from Point A to Point B. Dadtcher is Not really my cup of tea though . Often times the execution of the dadtcher idea is uh... m. Character break-y or just nnnot done well? if u make him traumadump to hat kid I want you to explode anyway Mom Cooking Cat will always be superior I won't accept criticism. -

(Disappointed by) Conductor seen as more of a Grandpa than Grooves: Well Conductor is canonically a grandfather while Grooves isn't (that we know of) HsdkjHKSJGH, so that's a bit of a strange way of wording that but. If you mean Conductor being treated as a better parental figure than Grooves is/would be, then yea, I certainly don't like that lmao. Conductor's parenting skills leave a lot to be desired and seeing how he treats children that aren't his - u know like putting them on exploding trains - that's, uh. Well. U know. I think this only happens because Conductor is more popular than Grooves, though. So there's just more found family/dad content with him in general. Which I don't entirely get giving the whole u know exploding train scenario but pfft scoff tch I mean who's counting As for Grooves yea personally I've always looked at him and went "oh that's my dad/uncle" more than Conductor but also are we considering canon or not because -

(Disappointed by) Grooves being villainized: That's something I have an issue with regarding canon as opposed to fanon. Actually, has the fandom villainized Grooves... at all? It seems to me that most of the fandom has either neutral or positive opinions of him; hardly anyone treats him as an antagonist, let alone villainizing him. Which I completely understand, because canon utterly botched the execution of Grooves as a villain so everyone choosing to just Look Away makes total sense I think if more people villainized Grooves I'd be more curious than disappointed. I'd want to know the reasoning behind that. Because if you're villainizing him then you're seeing a character trait or development that I'm missing - one that would inherently explain his 180 switch in canon - and I'd love to know about that pfff

My disappointment with fanon more lies in characterizations of Hat Kid. Even if they're all characterizations I begrudgingly understand due to GFB themselves not even knowing how they've characterized Hat Kid Either her or Vanessa, anyway. A good portion of the Vanessa characterizations in fanon make me physically violent

#I've seen very little of the Mafia actually being characterized in fanon as good people so thankfully I don't have to bring that up #that's more gfb trying really hard to make me think they're redeemed than the fandom hsdkgjh #The fanon for ahit in general is a bit all over the place because. and I have a big point about this in the rant #Everyone's so subconsciously disappointed or averse to canon that nobody acknowledges it. Which tells you a lot about the actual game #Since this mutual disdain for canon has happened though - whether it's been realized or not - everyone just sort of ran off #in different directions #with various characters and plot points #So trying genuinely to find a grounds in the fandom that you can claim as universal 'fanon' is . more difficult than it seems #Half of us are like ''nobody was redeemed they're all awful people and that should be realized'' #while the other half is ''found family time because the game told me the characters were redeemed'' #and in an ass backwards way both sides are completely right so it's like what do you do here #What I want to see and how I would shape these characters is just based on my personal preferences and ideals #with what little we've been given and what I'm left to work with #and that's just how eeveryone here is. we're all tryin our best with a story we don't want to admit is kinda fucked up /neg #so like. *price is right sad horn sound* #hattytime #ask

[thesadboisguidetolife]

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#please ignore this as its just me needing to vent it out somewhere where it feels like i can be forgotten but #looking for a support group for people who've been in abusive relationships is fucking hard when you ID as a guy most of the time #i found a pretty big number of groups for women but very few options for men #and im not saying that its unfair or anything like that. this isnt one of those rants #but it would be nice to have a group of just Queer people who can come together and be there in group #so that at least it feels safe to vent and just......be. you know? #and what's more frustrating AF about it is that sooooo many of the incredible people (primarily women) who were kind enough #to teach me about feminism. would bring it to my attention that its not fair and that we should have a safe space #and they were infinitely more helpful than a single Red Pill misogynistic asshole bro or whatever tf they call themselves #idk. now im just rambling incoherently #i just.......want to vent the bullshit trauma so it stops bothering me so much in a safe space with people who understand #thats all i ask for and it sometimes feels impossible. 😕

[ginalinettiofficial]

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#d speaks #i gotta stop asking questions on facebook in spaces where people don’t take shit as good faith #like i’m so fucking tired of tryna learn something and then suddenly i’m in a fight in an arby’s. why the fuck #i try. so very hard to be kind and give off all the ‘i am solely asking this because i am genuinely confused and interested’ vibes i can #and yet sometimes it’s still like oops now people are angry reacting me acting like i said something wildly offensive #and like i know! sometimes shit IS wildly offensive but i promise that’s not actually the case here unless ur doing that thing #where you decide what somebody else’s intentions are and read everything they say in the worst evilest possible way #and it’s exhausting !!!! some ppl are truly just. way too ready for a fight #god i sound so annoying saying any of this rn but i need to rant it somewhere or i won’t be able to sleep #and i need to sleep tmw is gonna be a stressful day for all parties!!!! #so here i am. in the tags of a tumblr post. bitching about how i trip into facebook fights with NTs and how ANNOYING IT IS

[arcane-strangeness]

had it about up to fucking here with my science teacher we're creeping up on how much bullshit i can take in a day and we're not even 20 minutes into class

#my posts #i like actually hate him. so much. #first day of class with him he straight up went “i've just been through a divorce be nice to me” #and never have i wanted someone to be mauled by a tiger more #he makes us do ALL OUR FUCKING HOMEWORK written out on PAPER #if that doesn't sap my motivation idk what fucking does #he's also just. really weird. in a half creepy way. #like i've seen him ask about peoples beverages (usually Celsius he seems fascinated by them) #and even go so far as to take a drink (with consent from the girl) from one and if thats not just. weird. idk what is. #he's trying too hard to be “the cool teacher” and i lowkey hate him #hm i wonder why he's divorced. definitely not the consequences of his actions. nope. #he went off on a whole rant about valentines day on valentines and i'm just sitting here internally like #“ru jealous bc highschoolers can keep a better relationship than you? pathetic” #i can't even respect him for being a hater he's just unnecessary #he also dug in to me and a couple friends because i pulled out my phone to show my friends a picture after i'm DONE WITH MY FUCKING CLASSWO #and he was all “you can't even hold a conversation without looking at your phones GOD you're pathetic” #also he called the entire class insecure once #because we didn't want to be randomly assigned partners for a SUMMATIVE ASSIGNMENT that we want to do well on

[fuck-customers]

(half rant half story)

I'm a physicist. I work for a company that helps develop car parts. Essentially, car companies come to us with ideas on what they want from a part or material, and we make/test the idea or help them make/test it. Usually this means talking to other scientists and engineers and experts and it's all fine. Sometimes this means talking to businesspeople and board execs and I hate them

A bit ago when AI was really taking off in the zeitgeist I went to a meeting to talk about some tweaks Car Company A wanted to make to their hydraulics- specifically the master cylinder, but it doesn't super matter. I thought I'd be talking to their engineers - it ends up being just me, their head supervisor (who was not a scientist/engineer) and one of their executives from a different area (also not a scientist/engineer). I'm the only one in the room who actually knows how a car works, and also the lowest-level employee, and also aware that these people will give feedback to my boss based on how I 'represent the company ' whilst I'm here.

I start to explain my way through how I can make some of the changes they want - trying to do so in a way they'll understand - when Head Supervisor cuts me off and starts talking about AI. I'm like "oh well AI is often integrated into the software for a car but we're talking hardware right now, so that's not something we really ca-"

"Can you add artificial intelligence to the hydraulics?"

"..sorry, what was that?"

"Can you add AI to the hydraulics system?"

can i fucking what mate "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm a little confused - what do you mean by adding AI to the hydraulics?"

"I just thought this stuff could run smoother if you added AI to it. Most things do"

The part of the car that moves when you push the acceleration pedal is metal and liquid my dude what are you talking about "You want me to .add AI...to the pistons? To the master cylinder?"

"Yeah exactly, if you add AI to the bit that makes the pistons work, it should work better, right?"

IT'S METAL PIPES it's metal pipes it's metal pipes "Sir, there isn't any software in that part of the car"

"I know, but it's artificial intelligence, I'm sure there's a way to add it"

im exploding you with my mind you cannot seriously be asking me to add AI to a section of car that has as much fucking code attached to it as a SOCK what do you MEAN. The most complicated part of this thing is a SPRING you can't be serious

He was seriously asking. I've met my fair share of idiots but I was sure he wasn't genuinely seriously asking that I add AI directly to a piston system, but he was. And not even in the like "oh if we implement a way for AI to control that part" kind of way, he just vaguely thought that AI would "make it better" WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEANNNNN I HAD TO SPEND 20 MINUTES OF MY HARD EARNED LIFE EXPLAINING THAT NEITHER I NOR ANYONE ELSE CAN ADD AI TO A GOD DAMNED FUCKING PISTON. "CAN YOU ADD AI TO THE HYDRAULICS" NO BUT EVEN WITHOUT IT THAT METAL PIPE IS MORE INTELLIGENT THAN YOU

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[deosilplanarglitches]

Reason #345734 why I don't tell my mom shit.

Her pain and suffering is the only kind she cares about, and she'll play stupid games with me like ghost me for 3+ weeks after a minor surgery, just to make sure I'm worried enough about her life to check, so she "has permission" to start in with the talking my ear off about her problems without boundaries or preamble. She won't know shit about my issues til after they're over (if she hears about them at all) bc she never asks a damn thing about my life, and literally only ever leaves room for herself and her feelings in any equation literally ever and then peaces tf out like. Bitch I'm permanently disabled and in a degenerative spiral that's gonna last my whole fkn life, and you're still bitching about yourself? Wanting me to cater to your emotions when you haven't even spared a CRUMB of consideration in return?

FUck all the way off.

Should have known that if she had died or sth bad happened, I'd have heard something right away. After 30+ yrs of her pulling the "yeah my kid tried to kill themself for the 7th time, but have you asked ME how hard it is to raise them doing the nothing I have been, bc I still don't know them as a person at all or even try to? Where's the compassion?!" shit... you'd think I would know better, but my compassion gets me fucked over YET AGAIN.

If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty. If she's being flighty, she's being petty.

Back to no contact.

Let the bitch suffocate if she can't self soothe.

#idk how many chances she's gonna get in this life and she's still playing stupid games with my fkn emotions and banking stupid ass prizes #frfrfr every “nice” thing she does is usually laced with something she knows damn well I hate so she can use my reactions against me bc #she just wants to have a nice peaceful time throwing me a bday party i didnt want with cake i don't like and getting butthurt when i don't #lie to her face and spare her feelings and literally replace my own boundaries with hers instead #wonder where I got the minimization of my own problems from hhhhhhh bitingbitingbiting #this shit is why it took over a decade to even get the autoimmune diagnoses i needed to understand why i was infirmed half my fkn life but #noooo she's gotta make everything about her #i never get a “hi how are you” just months of no contact followed by all her drama in a full discography without even checking to make sure #i'm in a space to be carrying all that shit #which as a chronically ill and fatigued person it's just courteous to ask before you dump shit on them if you know they're gonna be tired? #it costs zero dollars to check on someone before you dump every article of your dirty laundry on them and throw a pity party without consen #i can also be guilty of venting too but ffs at least i check in on my vent friends if i go too hard and try and keep shit stirring to a min #nvm the last time i told her anything it was to say i got those diagnoses and actually have medical reasons for my permanent exhaustion #and she turned it into a fkn competition!!!!!!!!!! #this bitch only cares about herself it literally doesn't matter if she's well or sick it's all about her and what she wants out of it #never once did i get anything to the degree of 'what would you like to happen/where are your boundaries here' bc she doesn't fkn care #so i am done giving her the grace she doesn't need and hasn't yet earned back bc i'm not putting her needs before mine again fuck that #fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffuck this shit i'm out~ #vent rant #pls ignore

[screampied]

i’ve never sent a request i hope this makes sense 😭

reader doesnt feel very pretty so suguru fucks reader in front of a mirror + lots of praise

i love love love your work🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

❤︎ ໋𓈒 geto showing you how pretty you are.

warnings. fem! reader, mirror sēx, reverse cowgirl, praise, body worship, overstim, talking you through it, mdni. tysm <3

“. . . ah ah, something’s wrong, isn’t it?” geto hums softly, two soft hands attached to your waist. his touch was always so gentle—you lean back, feeling him bury inside of you before you pause your pace. he brings a kiss towards the crevice of your neck before speaking in a hushed tone. “my baby’s upset.”

“i’m not,” you inhale a sharp breath, and he doesn’t exactly buy it. although, he doesn’t interrupt your saddened words—he allows for you to finish, giving you nothing but his uninvited attention. it’s a long pause before you sigh. “suguru. can i—can i ask you something? be honest.”

he nips another kiss near your neck, moving a hand towards the inner corners of your physique. “why, of course. i’m listening, sweetheart.”

the words that slowly drag out your throat felt so hard to get out. a lump builds up against your esophagus before you swallow, muttering a soft, “do you . . do you think i’m pretty?”

a smile goes against his lips. “honestly, i think you’re more than pretty,” and you let off a moan once you feel his touch skim down your spine. “every chance i stare at your body, my breath gets stolen,” and then he turns your face to stare right into the mirror. “i want you to see what i see, a gorgeous girl on my lap. stunning, is she not?”

albeit, the moment your eyes reach the mirror, you see nothing but the exact opposite of your reflection.

“. . no,” you mumble, leaning against his bare chest. you hear the faint breaths of geto as he’s still stuffing you full with his shaft. your skin against his felt warm, sweltering hot. for whatever reason, your throat started to become dry like the sahara as you resume to speak. “are you just saying that, sugu?”

“oh, i’d never lie to my pretty girl,” and your heart swoons a bit. his words, so tender—easily warming its way into your heart. as you stare into the mirror with him, he leans in to press gentle kisses all against your skin. the hairs beneath your neck stand up and you inhale another sharp breath. “i love you, and if i have to smother you with millions of compliments for you to see the gorgeous girl that i see, then so be it.”

“s—suguru,” you choke out, leaning into his touch. you were so sensitive, and he feels you start to gradually move again. you were so trapped up into your intrusive thoughts that you forgot how you were just about to release. he was right, you knew that. but something within you was telling you that it simply wasn’t the case. “promise?”

he sneaks a final kiss against the shell of your ear. “my love,” he whispers, a hand softly wrapping around your neck. it’s gentle, the tip of his middle finger strums down your throat before he feels the vibrations collide against his single digit. “you are perfect. even if you think otherwise, you’re perfect for me, i promise,” he murmurs, and you could almost cry. words that you always needed to hear, your heart eases a bit before your knees buckle. “i wish i could make you see how pretty you are for me,” and his free arm slides down between your thighs, feeling against your slick entrance. you whimper, slumping way back against his chest. “and i thought it was your eyes that i get lost in,” he simpers once you meet his gaze in the mirror. “the most precious body i’ve laid my eyes upon, just look at you for a second.”

your hips start to make haste again, and he’s quite thick inside you—you gnaw on your lip, staring at geto from the mirror and he smiles.

“. . . from your curves to your skin to every inch of your body,” he rants, a hand slowly making its way to touch and feel against every part of your skin. such soft pads of his fingertips roam everywhere and you can feel yourself staring to drift into a euphoric state. it was approaching, your inescapable orgasm that left such a warm pool to stir into your abdomen. “mwah,” he kisses near the outline of your jaw. “if i could fall in love with you for the first time again, i would.”

“don’t s-say things like that,” you tremble, feeling him gradually split the inside of your cunt open with his cockhead. it felt so good, like it always does—you were quite tense, your shoulders were at least. but with each kiss that geto gives your body it eases you, sending you into a sweet lewd trance. “s-suguru.”

he chuckles. “but baby,” and he’s teasing now, hearing that familiar kittenish tone residing underneath his low voice. “it’s true. i love you, not just for your body—i love your voice, your scent, your touch, the way you play with my hair,” and he pauses, a mere rough groan escaping his lips. he was right up against your ear before he sighs softly. “i love the way you look every time i praise you, especially. the way your pupils dilate and your lips curve into a subtle smile, it’s so adorable.”

“ . . . ”

“aw, too much?” he snickers.

you lie back, rotating your hips a bit as you grind against him in reverse—slow but steady, your hands grip against his thighs before you whine. so close, your release was at the tip of your tongue. you could almost taste it, the taste of your sweetly bitter climax steadily approaching itself.

“i- i love you too,” you mumble with quivering lips, breathy pants shortly following your dialogue. “t-thank you, sugu.”

“don’t thank me,” he whispers, bringing both hands towards your waist for about the nth time now. he runs his fingers up before its at your hips, guiding your movements before he grunts himself. “stare at yourself with me. i want you to see what a pretty girl looks like when she’s about to cum.”

you almost moan from his words alone, you felt so hot — not just from his touch, but the way he spoke to you too. if it was anything suguru geto was good at, it was praising you to your heart’s content.

the more you rode him, staring at your reflection through the mirror with him propped up right behind you—you started to see what he was seeing. perhaps his words were getting through to you, a soft satisfied noise departs from your lips and he pulls you closer. “easy, that’s it. stare at me in the mirror the whole time,” and he kisses your neck again—leaving a trail of his invisible smooches. “i got you, i got you,” and your whines grow a bit more louder. he’s hitting you deep, your head slightly spins before the grip on his thigh tightens. “just make a mess on me ‘n i’ll clean it all up. i’ll do anything for you, sweetheart. even if it’s a little messy, heh.”

a tiny smile tugs against your lips at his comment before you feel the sudden ache underneath your thighs. him talking you through it all in that sly soothing voice, you felt as if you were on cloud nine—the tenderness of geto’s words had your heart feening for more, for more of his love and affection.

“she’s so breathtaking,” he gently cups your chin, staring you right in the eyes—you glance at geto, beads of sweat racing down both sides of his forehead. he was pretty too, his hair was pinned up but a few strands poked out and merely shielded his eyes. every time he looked at you, it was like he was falling more and more in love. a thumb of his plays against your lip before he hums, “my woman. my gorgeous woman.”

the moment you reach your climax, it comes at full speed—you moan loudly, feeling your pussy transmit into a full crazed spasm. your thighs quaver and tremor, and you briefly bite down on your tongue. “. . . s-suguruu,” you whimper out, such sweet candied moans ripping out your throat. he intertwined his fingers with yours his as you rode it out. your hips, sliding back and forth against him still before eventually it comes to a halt. your eyelids became heavy as you lie back, a few strands of geto’s hair tickling against your skin. “f-fuckkk.”

“shhh. breathe for me, baby,” he soft mutters, watching as your twitching body slowly calms itself down after a while. everything felt hot. with your mouth was open, spit-glossed lips parted, you listen. breath after breath gets slower, focusing on your patterns before he kisses the top of your forehead. “good girl, the best girl.”

after a while— it goes silent, you sit there— still siting on his lap with his cock all inside of you before you exhale lowly. “how do we feel now? better?”

you puff out a soft sigh. “a- a little.”

“hey, that’s progress, sweetheart,” he gently coos against your ear. geto smiles once he notices you’re still holding onto his hand. your fingers lock against his before he gives you a little head pat. “sleepy?”

“no.”

it’s a long silence and he tilts his head with an eyebrow raise through the mirror and you pout.

“okay, just a little sleepy,” and you turn around, making him pull out before facing him directly. geto gazes into your eyes before a sheepish grin forms on his face once you kiss the corner of his mouth. “i know i already said it but i love you, sugu.”

“i love you,” he replies, leaning to kiss the top of your forehead for the umpteenth time. “so much more. now let’s get the pretty girl some rest. i’ll even sing you a song to help those eyes close..”

#★vegasbaby. #geto x reader #geto smut #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #geto x you #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru smut #getou suguru x reader #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk x reader smut #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #anime smut #female reader

[lace-chocolate]

Hi

#random: but annoying #I take fitness very seriously. sometimes too seriously. I don’t take nutrition AS seriously. but I still take it pretty seriously #I don’t deny myself anything that I want. and I am not obsessed about the weight I am or would like to lose. I slow my body to exist and I #try to feed it what it needs to survive and thrive with the regimen that I put it through on the regular #THAT BEING SAID. when people try to discount my hard work and dedication to myself and my body by #making fun of the things that I eat saying I “eat like shit’ or that it makes no sense why I look the way I do because my diet sucks #OR try to write off my hard work both physically and nutrition wise and just saying ‘it’s because of your metabolism’ like I don’t also #spend 4 hours most days in the gym or working out at home to achieve this #A L S O. leave me and my fucking body alone. I didn’t ask. I never asked. I don’t want your comments. stop picking apart my body and my life #and what you think I should fucking look like based off a cupcake you saw me eat last week. leave me alone #my body does what it wants. it’s been through enough. let me fucking live #and stop trying to impose your thoughts on what I SHOULD be doing to look the way I do #I’m sorry you’re not happy with your body. or maybe you are happy with your body and you just are angry that I can eat cake still idk #whatever that is isn’t my business. and stop trying to make it so #I’m happy with my body for the first time in my life. stop trying to taint it #anyway #shut up lc #rant