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banquetwriter · 2 months

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can u write a smut of an insecure plus sized goth reader x johnnie please? she's a virgin and after being together for a few months she asks him could they do it, and he eats her out n fucks her n stuff 🙏🙏 make it really soft pls and thank u i love ur work btw 🖤🖤

୨୧ Batty love ୨୧

pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ goth!fem!Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡ smut, losing virginity, getting eaten out, general shenanigans

summary: ʚ johnnie isn’t gonna let you being inexperienced stop him from devouring you ɞ

Words: 2234

An: i know this isn't the best but I'm legitimately do sick rn 😔

You haven't stopped looking at your phone for at least two days. Johnnie, your boyfriend, had just hard-launched your relationship for the first time on Instagram. And to your shock, 95% of the comments were so positive. Everyone complimented your goth appearance.

This much praise was addicting. Being plus size meant a lot of insecurities made by the pathetic losers of society. There were of course a few nice comments… those weren't the ones you kept staring at. Criticizing your looks or body.

Johnnie had warned you about this happening, and you promised him the world knowing about you two was worth it, and it was, but god did it hurt. Johnnie Was out streaming with Jake today so that left you alone for a good few hours.

It was useless trying to wait around crying over some loser online who couldn't handle the fact their celebrity crush didn't pick them. You sat up rubbing your face carefully not trying to hit your piercings at all. You scrolled around on your phone’s playlist before connecting to a speaker.

You started to shift through your closet to come up with an outfit. Maybe you and Johnnie could go out tonight? It was hard to get dressed in full goth normally, especially when you weren't feeling good about yourself.

You settled on a long black skirt with silver shiny bats that were sporadically speckled on it and paired it with an ‘i ❤️ emo boys’ t-shirt with a corset. You put your outfit on by pairing your black stockings and fishnet top for your arms.

You sat down at your desk singing along to your beloved playlist. You turned your light on your mirror searching for your hair clips. You managed to locate them by clipping your hair out of your face. Your music was briefly interrupted by a text notification.

You pick up your phone and it is from Johnnie, ‘should be done soon. Just filmed for Jake's, we're gonna do mine now. Probably just dick around Walmart or something. See you soon love 🖤’ you smiled at his text.

You responded back within seconds ‘Have fun filming (but not too much fun without me lol) 🖤🖤’

You sat your phone down, adjusting your shirt, and you started on your makeup. You put on primer, then foundation, the concealer, and to finish your base off you pack on some powder letting it sit on your face. You pulled out your phone and snapped a selfie of your half-done make-up.

You stuck your tongue off a little for the picture. You posted it on your main Instagram story with a goth song of course. Your Instagram gained quite a few followers from Johnnie’s post. It was exciting and also very scary.

You decided the powder baking on your face was about done so you brushed it off. You grabbed your contour brush and packed some onto it. You started to carve your face onto the white base using the black powder.

Now it was time for your eye makeup. It was the hardest part. You spent a good while meticulously adding your eyeliner and eyeshadow. Once you were done, sufficiently looking like a bat, you finished it off with black lipstick and some setting spray.

You put on accessories and teased your hair to high heaven. And you were all ready. You sprayed some perfume on and looked in the mirror. Fuck did you look good. You posed a little admiring yourself, you took your phone out again and decided to take a few pictures.

This time you posted them as posts and not a story so anyone could say anything. It scared you but you couldn't hide forever. You were dating Johnnie and no one could change that.

It took only a few minutes before the comments came rolling in. All of which were positive, it made your heart soar with all the compliments. You were smiling until you read one: ‘Johnnie eating good tonight’ . It was a nice comment and funny naturally.

There was just one issue. You and Johnnie haven't had sex yet, and furthermore, you have never had sex. Ever. Sure you used a few toys here and there but never has another person shared such an intimate moment with you. You had already worried yourself sick about this. Johnnie Was sexually active and therefore, inevitably he would want to have sex with you.

You were ready… you think at least. You wanted to, of course you did, have you seen your boyfriend? He was such a fucking hottie. You had plenty of dreams of ripping his clothes off and going under the covers. You were just nervous.

You did actually weigh a lot more than your boyfriend and no offense to him he wasn't exactly built to handle all you could offer. The nerves rattled through your body. But you were a full-grown woman and there wasn't anything wrong with taking your time to have sex.

If Johnnie didn't understand that (which you're sure he would) then this wasn't the relationship for you. You shook your thoughts of breaking up with Johnnie away. This wasn't a time to worry.

It was only a few more minutes before Johnnie came home. He stepped into your apartment, and he stopped when looking at you. His jaw faltered open. “Wow, how are you mine?” he asked, closing the door, his hands wrapping around your waist.

“From your strapping good looks and charm of course.” you purred, moving a strand of his hair from his face. You planted a small kiss on his now-exposed skin. “Yeah sure,” he murmured against your hair, planting a small kiss on the top of your head.

You smiled at him, your eyes holding each other. His eyes seem to almost darken looking at you. You pull him into a kiss, one he gladly returns. His hands are holding onto your corseted waist. Even through the thick fabric, you can feel him clutching your body.

Your kisses got more heated as he started to move his hands down your body. You had done this with him before. It didn't scare you much anymore. Of course it was nerve-racking, but not scary. His touch felt so nice even if it was through your clothes.

He slowly moaned into your mouth as you gently tugged his hair. “Fuck,” he muttered slowly pulling away from you. He wrapped his hands into your pulling you towards your couch. Your nerves jumped into your throat knowing what was coming.

And yes you wanted to so fucking bad, you needed your hot boyfriend inside you. He gently pushed you onto the couch, you fell back ruining your cute decorative pillows. He positions himself between your legs, his mouth hungry to devour all of you.

You wanted to enjoy him you really did but your heart was pounding out of your chest with nerves. “Johnnie-” you asked quietly against his lips. He pulled back sensing your worry. “We haven't done anything yet-” you started, unsure how to keep going you stayed silent.

“It's fine if you don't wanna, you know, tonight.” he spoke softly, “No trust me I want to. It's just that I've never done that before. I've never had sex before.” you confessed. You could see his eyes widen. You felt like you were holding his breath.

“Woah, really?” he asked, leaning towards you, a small cheeky smile plastered on his lips. “Yeah, not that I’m waiting for marriage or something but I don't know I just haven't yet,” you said shrugging. “That's ok, are you still down to or?” he asks, staring at you sheepishly.

“Of course I am, I just need you to be slow I guess,” you whispered to him. He glances at your lips for a minute, “I can do that.” he says before your lips crash onto one another.

His hand crept down to your ankle and slowly started to run his hand up your legs, he reached the end of your stocking. He hooked his fingers over the clothing and pulled them off your body repeating it for your other leg.

He looked into your eyes as he slipped his hands back under your skirt, hooking delicate fingers over your panties and slowly pulling them off your body. The feeling of his hands on your thighs was sending waves of pleasure to your core.

You've been horny before but nothing compared to the feelings you felt as your boyfriend slowly lowered to his knees. Kissing up and down your legs. “Are you doing ok?” he asks between kisses up your thighs.

“Y-yeah I'm good,” you said quietly, eyes watching Johnnie like a hawk. He smirks against your skin. He slowly pushes your skirt up your body revealing your bare legs. He placed a tender kiss on the top of your cunt.

You swore you could see stars with the amount of pleasure That coursed through you. The end of your fingers and toes felt tingly and cold. Johnnie moved up to face again, he slowly started to kiss you again. “M’gonna move my hand now. Like my fingers ok?” he said against your lips.

“Ok,” you whispered back, and you spread your legs widely for him. He slowly dipped his finger into your sopping cunt. You let out a gasp at the sensation. He slowly pumped his finger in and out of you. It felt good but it wasn't enough for you.

As if Johnnie could read your mind, he pumped out of you once again. When he entered back in he had two fingers this time. It stung for a second or two then pleasure returned to your body as he started to curve his finger into you.

“Oh fuck.” you moaned out, you can guess how people get addicted to this feeling. You felt like a little pervy teenager with raging hormones. The feeling of Johnnie hitting your G-spot repeatedly was sending you over the edge.

“Johnnie.” you mewled out, to nothing in particular. “I need more please,” you begged, having a sense of missing something. “If you insist on it my love.” he pulled out of you, his fingers dripping wet. You watched as he crouched down further.

He kissed slowly on your thighs before reaching your clit. He pressed a soft kiss right on your spot. You felt yourself clench over nothing and it drove you wild. He continued kissing down until he reached your hole. He slowly prodded his tongue into you.

Very gently at first to help you get used to the feeling. You felt the pleasure tenfold as soon as he began to rub your clit, fully pumping his tongue in and out of you. “Oh fuck hold on,” you murmured to him.

He stopped cocking his head slightly. You quickly snap off your corset, immediately releasing tension in your gut. You quickly pulled your shirt off, your bra going with it.

You were now naked minus the skirt bunched up around your waist. “M’fuck.” he whispered looking at your tits. He had what looked like a painful erection at this point. His skinny jeans looked like they were gonna burst open.

“You ready?” you asked him, gesturing to his painfully hard erection. “Fuck yeah,” he whined undoing his studded belt, he started to further undress himself. You followed suit pushing your skirt down.

Once he was completely naked, he leaned down and started to kiss you again. He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped a few times attempting to get ready for your body. After about a minute he lined up his leaking cock to your entrance.

He slowly pushed into you. You let out a wanton gasp as he bottomed out. “Fuck.” he growled into your ear. He fumbled around trying to find your hand and brought it down to your clit. You started to rub to your pleasure.

At the same time, he started to push into you slowly at first then after a minute he began to push into you at a quicker pace. “Fuck your so tight. So glad I get this pussy all to myself,” he whined into your ear. You couldn't hold yourself anymore. The coil in your stomach was going to snap.

You felt The familiar feeling bubbling in your stomach and your limbs. “Im gonna fucking cum.” you whined out, grabbing at his torso and leaving a long scratch. Johnnie held your eye contact nodding at you.

The coil finally snapped, your walls clenching around him. “Johnnie-” you whined, your back arching. Your body shaking from your orgasm, sent him completely over the edge.

Hit ropes of cum splattered inside you as he fucked you through his own orgasm. Your breath slowly returned back to your body as you saw Johnnie cleaning your body up with a damp towel.

“Are you ok?” he asked quietly, tossing the rag into the laundry basket. He misses but he just took his girlfriend's virginity so he isn't particularly worried about where it landed. “Yeah I'm fucking great right now actually,” you murmured.

He giggles pulling his clothes back on. You did the same, pulling out your phone to see your makeup completely fucked. Your eyeliner and mascara dripped down, the sweat sucking your makeup into your skin, your lipstick beyond fucked.

You pulled out your phone and snapped one last photo for your Instagram

#johnnie guilbert angst #johnnie x you #jake and johnnie #johnnie x reader #johnnie guilbert fluff #johnnie guilbert smut #johnnie #johnnie guilbert x you #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert x goth!reader

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quinloki · 1 year

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period sex and aftercare and /BUGGY/ are so big brained can i ask for those two plus dacryphilia with buggy and croco-baby and maybe a secret third character (your choice) if you feel up to it!!! Thank yooouuu!!! :o)

Alright, I got ONE MORE KINK ASK after this and I'll be all done with them \o/ Holy shit I can't believe how many asks I got for this (And how much fun I've had dealing with them.)

It helps a lot that I love kinks, kinky people, one piece characters, and learning/educating >.>

Alright we got Period Sex, Aftercare, Dacryphilia (the crying kink) - For Buggy and Sir Crocodile - and since you called him Croco-baby I'll add Donquixote Doflamingo to this.

I am surprised with as often as I feel like I've seen the crying kink pop up that I haven't already done it for ANY of these guy =O

And also yay \o/ AFTERCARE ASK \lol/

Go go alphabetical!

Buggy:

Period Sex - FUCK Yes - It's messy, it's red, it's kind of flashy actually, and Buggy loves it. You don't grow up on the most famous pirate ship in the world without being comfortable with all sorts of things. I feel like everyone under Roger's flag was, we'll say educated, and as such I can't see anyone from that crew being put off by menstruation.

Plus, orgasms are a cure for some, and there's one way to find out if it works for you to alleviate any cramping you may be feeling. You're going to be a complete mess by the time it's done though, Buggy's a little blood-lusty, surprisingly maybe, but he gets feral, and more so than with lipstick or makeup, he loves to "mark" you.

Aftercare - Oh god you don't even know - He is a terribly stressed clown, but I also think he's a big damned softie too. Buggy really is just as comfortable brushing your hair as he is ordering the crew around. Maybe more so, honestly. All that hair he has though, and that makeup he wears, the man's skin and hair care routines are on point as much as his eyeliner game. He will take care of you after every session, even if he subbing or bottoming some of it.

I think Buggy's desire to serve is almost as strong as Sanji's honestly. If you're an important person to him, he doesn't want to let you down, and he will devour your praises. But he's also The Captain™, and no matter what his role was, he's going to provide you proper aftercare.

Dacryphilia - No. - Sure sometimes tears happen. Sometimes you're so overwhelmed they slip out, sometimes you are chocking on the impressive package this man has. Sometimes tears happen, but Buggy doesn't like tears. He doesn't want to see you cry. If your makeup smears he wants it to be cause of sweat and pleasure and touch, not because you're crying. He's not even good at handling happy tears, let alone any other kind.

Buggy's more of let-him-do-the-crying-for-both-of-you type. He'd happily be the only one stressed to the ends of his capacity, than to have you worry. (Which probably worries you xD it's a bit of a cycle like that).

Sir Crocodile:

Period Sex - Yes - He doesn't mind the mess. The cause doesn't bother him. The only reason it doesn't rate higher is because it's hard to know if your period will heighten your pleasure or your pain - that lack of control bothers him, no matter how well or fast he can adjust accordingly.

He also doesn't see it as marking you the same way some others do. It's your blood, not his. It has a scent that isn't his or his cigars. If anything it's an annoyance because you should smell like him, and you shouldn't ever be hurt enough to smell like blood. You shouldn't be close enough to violence to even know what blood smells like, at least as far as he's concerned. But he'll soothe your cramps and discomfort in any way he can when it's that time.

Aftercare - Oh god you don't even know - As said before, Crocodile is all about control, and aftercare is required for control. You don't want to leave your little bottom/sub spiraling with all sorts of thoughts on their own. Whether we're talking toxic AU or not. Aside from the control though, he enjoys it. It's time to bond, to discuss, to connect. The more he knows about you the more control he can exert.

The more control you can hand over.

Plus, as beautiful as you are in his clutches, you're just as beautiful in his care.

Dacryphilia - FUCK Yes - Oh please cry for him. Sob in terror or pleasure or pain, he's not picky. Your face in tears is as lovely as your face contorted in pleasure. The only requirement is that those tears are his fault. No one else is allowed to make you cry.

As much as he will pull tears from you - and most sobs of pleasure as long as you're good - he'll kiss them away so sweetly. Brushing them aside so kindly, and with such praise.

Donquixote Doflamingo:

Period Sex - FUCK Yes - Not only is it a mess, it's a bloody mess. Doffy's a bit twisted and I can see him actually smearing the mess all over you while he's taking a break between railing you. He's not doing it so much to mark you, as he is to almost degrade you. He'll tell you how dirty you are, covered in blood and cum and tears - he 100% gets into degrading you during it.

Sometimes being on your period can make you more sensitive to pleasure, and sometimes it makes you more sensitive to pain - it doesn't matter as far as he's concerned. He'll get his pleasure at the least, and he'll enjoy turning you into a mess in the meantime.

Aftercare - Yes - Unless he's truly into you, don't take this as some kind of kindness. Aftercare is a good time to learn and bond, and for Doffy that generally means it's a great time to reinforce all his manipulations. It lets you think he cares (again, *maybe* he does), and pulls you closer into his grasp.

A truly skilled puppeteer doesn't necessarily hide the strings, he just makes sure you don't pay attention to them when you should be >.>

Dacryphilia - Oh god you don't even know - Cry for him, please. Crumble to pieces in pleasure, fear or pain - whatever it may be that you've earned at the point in time. If you're overwhelmed in pleasure he'll promise you such sweetness and devotion. If you're overwhelmed with fear he'll admonish you softly and forgive you magnanimously. If pain stains your face he'll have you begging for forgiveness, a forgiveness he'll bestow on you when he feels like it.

Perhaps after you've gone raw and hoarse from tears and begging.

Much like others who enjoy making their partners cry, it is a pleasure reserved entirely for him and no one else. Members of his immediate family may get an understanding pass, circumstances depending, but anyone beyond that is likely to be dealt with swiftly.

#kinky one piece head canon #buggy the clown #sir crocodile #donquixote doflamingo #x reader #buggy x reader #sir crocodile x reader #doflamingo x reader

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gottagetback2u · 1 year

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✰ stray kids as uni bfs!

warnings: mentions of food, too much boyfriend material, cause of death: uni!seungmin, inconsistent use of correct spelling

welcome to my first post! <3

-✰bang chan

uni!bangchan definitely… struggles :’) he stays awake till 2-3am every night, either doing homework or procrastinating and making music. thank god his roommate basically lives with their partner, because u get to stay in his dorm with him during these early mornings, urging him to stay on task so he can sleep.

u guys met at the gym!!! u were trying to get back into exercising after the spring break and he saw u on the treadmill. literally hearts in his eyes. like the shy guy he is, he waited until u were almost out of the door before asking “do u go to the uni around here?”

let’s just say he was giggling and kicking his feet when u offered ur number to him <3

bang chan credits u for every completed assignment! he loves that u are so willing to help him, even if he is embarrassed to ask sometimes. (it goes like, “babe.. ugh i’m so sorry but what the fuck does he mean by this?”)

he will get u breakfast from the campus cafe before all of ur morning classes. he says it’s his job as a boyfriend, even if he only got four hours of sleep! (one time he slept in and got u lunch AND dinner to make up for it)

-✰lee know

lee know is an interesting student to say the least. his electives are all “art 101” and “basket weaving” because those are the ‘easy’ classes (sadly, no college class is easy) though, surprisingly, he is very interested in his major classes! studious student.

his go-to look is glasses with a comfy hoodie and sweatpants. when u see him on campus u can’t help but stare. comfy bf material.

u guys always seemed to cross paths at the off campus grocery store! u happen to be picking up comfort snacks after crying ur eyes out due to stress :( he strolled down the same aisle as u, quickly recognizing the university hoodie u had on, staring longingly at what oreo flavor to choose with fresh tears in ur eyes.

“i like the java chip ones :)” after he saw ur tears, he bought them for u.

ur dates consist of: trudging along campus to classes together, movie nights with snacks in the oh so comfy twin sized dorm bed, and grocery store runs! he also loves to do sheet masks together! (just don’t tell anyone how soft he is for u)

studies come second to him. u come first <3

-✰changbin

a jock but not in the aggressive type way. he just wants to lift and pass his classes. (which he always does! nothing below a B- for binnie)

he is good with in-class work! whipping out assignments while the teacher is talking about the subject is light work for him. but homework… alone in his dorm…. his kryptonite. for some reason focusing is so hard in that situation!

when u first heard him speak in economics class, u didn’t expect him to be so sweet?? u sat a couple rows back, so good thing he couldn’t see ur constant staring. his smile, his biceps, his too-tight shirts, his everything.

group projects are ur guys’ weakness because you somehow always get put together. (not that u mind!) in ur third group project this semester, he bit the bullet and asked u out! he was so nervous that he made a whole google slide saying “will u go out with me?” he asked han to decorate it lol.

studying together is no easy task. ur talking about currency then suddenly in a sweet make out sesh! he said he couldn’t handle the “sweet” looks u were giving him.

really soft boyfie !

-✰hyunjin

my art student. what else would he major in?

you guys actually met in starbucks on campus! hyunjin tries to do essays in a cafe setting to “stay focused” (he really just wants to be aesthetic).

you work as a barista, and after taking his order, he couldn’t take his eyes off of u for the 2 hours he was there. he ended up sketching u instead of write his essay! shockingly, he was able to muster up the courage to at least ask ur major before he left (aka, rushed out and ran into the door).

you guys are the sickly sweet couple everyone sees on campus. u are always together!!! hyunjin wants nothing to separate ur hand from his >:(

of course, when he has freedom to choose for his big projects in his art classes, he always chooses something that reminds him of you. he doesn’t like painting portraits that much, so he will choose to paint ur favorite flowers, your first date scene, your hand holding his… yeah, he’s that type of boyfriend :’)

he despises his required classes, like english and math. he doesn’t understand it like he understands art, so he needs ur support!! please run ur fingers thru his hair when he’s whining about his weekly reading!

he loves ur relationship more than anything <3 he’s so happy he can spend his college years with u

-✰han

oh boy. how do we even start this.

i think he tries his best. he really does! he doesn’t want to be one of the few in his class failing, but he just doesn’t really grip onto learning the required subjects like english.

this is how u two met! u work for the university as a tutor, and han was required tutoring for english or else he would get dropped from the class :( he showed up to the tutoring session in an empty lobby in the main campus building, and as soon as he laid eyes on u, he cursed himself. he was supposed to be learning, how can he do that when he has the prettiest person in front of him!! :’(

even outside of ur sessions u help him all the time! he appreciates ur help so much, and of course he doesn’t want his partner to have to help him with his work 24/7, but u don’t mind at all.

his schedule is chaotic. wake up, go to class, go by the convenience store to get both of u snacks, come back to UR dorm, nap in UR bed, wake up when u get back from classes, walk around campus together, get dinner in the dining hall, then fall asleep at HIS dorm.

he always praises himself for choosing to live in a quad with his own room and praises u for working for the university so u get ur own dorm. “it’s like we knew we were going to date!”

he always shows his love and appreciation. power college couple <3

-✰felix

felix has the time of his life in college. he loves being independent, doing something new, and just taking it all in.

that’s why he decided to be ambitious his freshman year; getting a job right away at the campus cafe, and also continuing his hobby of dance by taking a freestyle dance elective!

u were also taking the elective class to try and get more in to ur passion for dance. u never felt too confident in ur skills, so what better way to improve than in a class with others that were learning too!

when felix walked in the room the first day of class, looking all professional in his beanie, oversized sweatpants and a plain t-shirt, u were immediately attracted… but also intimidated!! he must be so good (>:d) u guys actually got put as partners for ice breakers, then a partner project, then a mid-term project, realizing how genuine and sweet he is!!

let’s just say,, things got a lil close for ur projects. flirting was a given around him and kissing, definitely happened.

and even though his excitement for college was a 100! his grades… struggled to reflect that :( like others, college is hard to grasp sometimes!! u continued to help him and remind him that everyone is having a hard time too <3

another sickly sweet couple. he just can’t pry himself away from u!

-✰seungmin

i kinda feel like seungmin is like,, the perfect fit for uni boyfriend? he just gives off those vibes to me so much. (yes i am seungmin biased haha)

does he have all 100% in his classes? yes! does he procrastinate? hell yes…..that’s all he does. to try and help his problem, he wants to study with u! he thinks that this will help him focus more bc silence is always comfortable between u two. but it just ends up him playing some game and u watching, messing him up every time he’s close to passing the level.

if you guys have an in-person class together, he wants needs to sit by u. he doesn’t find it right that u don’t want to sit next to ur own boyfriend. how dare u actually want to listen to ur professor instead of engage in snarky side conversation the whole time >:(

he loves walking around campus late at night. not like, 2am but more like 10pm lol (cuz besides staying up for hw, i feel seungmin is an avid sleeper). after ur night class, he will meet u by ur dorm building and walk around, hands linked the whole time. this is the time where he’s affectionate and loves to talk about ur relationship aww!! it’s conversation like “i remember the first time i held ur hand”, and “we should have another takeout homework date in the library soon”.

i could literally go on and on about uni!seungmin bc it’s a perfect match ahh.

-✰i.n

high school classmates to college classmates! it might have been handy to know someone going into college…. if u and jeongin even knew who each other were.

“yang jeongin? he was in my homeroom? uhh-“

i.n thought that he didn’t need help going thru his first year. he wanted to be independent and make friends on his own >:( butttt with each passing day, adjusting to new classes and even his roommate moving out, he couldn’t even manage to talk to someone new for more than a minute.

u finally recognized him when u saw his academy hoodie he was wearing one day! u rushed to reach him before he entered the classroom, and when u two made eye contact… god jeongin thought the world stopped.

from then, u guys slowly started seeing each other more, than exchanging numbers, then hanging out! ur hangouts usually consisted of studying, but it always ended up in doing to the dining hall and eating together, staying in their right until it closed.

let’s just say, u both struggled in the homework department. but quizzes?? yang jeongin is, surprisingly, an academic weapon.

he loves quality time with u. staying up late, just being in each other arms and talking about nothing.

he will also most definitely require u to watch old minecraft videos with him. quality time right! :)

masterlist!

#sapphire’s log~#🎧#stray kids #kim seungmin #bang chan #hyunjin #lee felix #changbin #lee know #han jisung #yang jeongin #skz headcanons #skz x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids soft thoughts

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mypoisonedvine · 2 years

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pls give me Eddie with a whip and a fuck machine :)

sure thing anon!!

warnings: smut (18+ of course), oral m receiving, hard kink/bdsm, dom/sub dynamic, "master" title, some degradation but a lot more praise kink, hair pulling, come eating, spit kink, impact play and use of a fucking machine (obviously? read the ask lol), a bit of aftercare but not a ton cause she falls asleep lmaooo

see those warnings up there? read them, it's why they're there :)

He tilted his head slightly at you, raising an eyebrow. "You're sure you can handle this?"

You glanced at it again: it wasn't what you thought it would look like. Well, not like you'd spent hours in your room at night pondering the inner workings of a-- for lack of a better term-- fuck machine. But you had thought about it before. A lot, actually, ever since your friend pranked you by replacing one of your favorite movies with a hardcore BDSM tape.

Well, joke's on her. It awakened some things in you. Oops.

That was before you started dating Eddie, but when you first met him, he still thought you were the innocent girl you did your best to appear to be. Eventually, you let him on to how wrong he was; but you tried to start small, little things. Spanking, light choking, you know... easy stuff. For you, at least. You had been afraid that if you told him all of your kinks at once, he would call you everything that you were afraid you'd become-- wrong, filthy, freak-- and not in a sexy degradation kink sort of way.

Over time, you got more comfortable with him, and not just by accident. He'd been supportive and understanding as you started to open up about your kinks and ideas, and perhaps most importantly, he'd been incredibly prepared. Apparently, he wasn't as new to all of this as you were. But, his experience certain had limits, and this was one of them.

He told you not to ask how he got it, so you didn't, but you were curious. There aren't... stores, that sell machines with dildos on the end for this purpose, right? Certainly not in Hawkins... probably still not in Indianapolis. It looked a lot more professional than you would expect if he somehow put it together, but then again, you didn't really know his mechanical abilities. He fixed your car for you once, is fixing a car similar to building a fuck machine?

And then there was the whip. That was actually his idea. He'd spanked you plenty with his hand and a paddle, but the whip was a step up. It wasn't, like, real, it was made for this... it had several leather strips on it, all black of course, and he said that it would sting a lot but not leave too many marks. You didn't mind the marks, but you figured he'd give you plenty of his own tomorrow night.

"Yeah," you finally answered, "I can handle it."

"If you can't, you know the safeword," he reminded you.

"Paladin," you smiled, because of course his safeword was a D&D reference.

"You're gonna need another way to signal me when your mouth is full," he decided, and you were already warm between your legs because oh, my mouth's gonna be full?

"Okay," you nodded.

"Just pinch me on the thigh," he decided, "really hard-- don't be afraid to hurt me or anything. M'pretty tough."

He had you strip down to nothing and kneel on the bed, hands and knees with your legs spread, and you felt quite vulnerable-- in a good way-- with him getting everything set up behind you. You giggled a little when he grabbed your hips and moved you to where he wanted you; he could've just told you to move, of course, but he probably figured out you'd like the manhandling more.

The only thing you liked more than being told what to do was being made to do things. Forced, even; though with Eddie, you were damn near always willing.

"Lean back a bit," he mumbled as he pulled your hips closer to the machine, and you jumped slightly when you felt the tip of the dildo press against you. You were so used to Eddie, and this was nothing like that. It wasn't warm like him-- not cold, thank god, but not hot-- nor as thick, and the foreign-ness was somehow titillating... you knew this machine wouldn't have any mercy on you, because it couldn't. Sure, Eddie didn't always slow down when you asked him to because without the safeword it was just a suggestion, but this was different. Eddie was responsive and, for as dominant as he was, quite gentle in many ways.

This was going to be a much more unforgiving experience, if all went right.

He didn't warn you that he was about to flip it on... he just did, and you nearly jumped before you forced yourself to stay still so the machine could do its job and, well, fuck you. It was slow at first, though still more sudden than you expected, and you shuddered as the dildo pressed into you and then pulled back slowly; the rhythm was steady and easy, and you started breathing deeply as you adjusted to it.

"Does it go any faster?" you asked, and your cheeks warmed as you heard Eddie laugh.

"Yes," he promised, "you're gonna see how fast it goes by the end of the night, I assure you. Just be good and patient for me now, baby."

"Yes, master," you breathed, and you heard his little satisfied hum. That title had been your idea first, a reference to his Dungeon Master status, and for how hesitant he'd been at first, he really got into it when you used it in context for the first time.

You didn't notice that you were starting to lean forward until his hand landed on your shoulder, rings cool on your skin as he held you still. "Gotta let it do its job, sweetheart."

You bit your lip, suddenly feeling slightly self-conscious-- just because you knew that normally, when you were getting fucked like this, he couldn't see your face or get a very good look at you. But now, he was free to circle the bed slowly with a slight smile, admiring how you looked being fucked this way. You met his gaze for a split second before glancing down, and he laughed again.

"Not gonna be shy now, are you, baby? You asked for this," he reminded you. "How does it feel?"

"Feels good, master," you sighed. "Not as good as you..."

He smiled at you gently, standing before you as he lifted your chin with two fingers. Your eyes lingered on the whip in his other hand. "I know, baby," he cooed, "you're so sweet. It's not going to be as good as being fucked by your master... but that's not the point."

You blinked at him, waiting for an explanation, but instead he walked back to stand by your side; you shivered as he lightly dragged the whip up your back, tickling you with the leather. "F-fuck, that feels nice..." you whispered.

"Yeah? How does this feel?"

He struck you hard on the rear with the whip, and you cried out. It was a sharp pain that faded quickly but still left a lingering sting for a moment, an ache already blooming across your skin. "Fuck, master, it feels good!"

"You like that?" he taunted, not even waiting for you to nod before he hit you two more times. "You're so dirty, sweetheart. I can see how wet you're getting from this, you're soaking that dildo, aren't you?"

You nodded as you whimpered. "Y-yes, master."

You didn't see him reach for the machine, but you felt it speed up and heard the slight whirring raise in pitch and volume. Your hands clutched at the sheets beneath you, and the dildo seemed to be going a little deeper now. Just when you were starting to attempt to adjust to the new pace, Eddie struck you with the whip again-- and as he continued, the hits started to move higher up your back. He even hit you once on your arm, which shocked you enough that you lost your balance and dropped your face down into the mattress.

He growled as he pulled you back up by your hair, making you yelp and scramble to try to support your own weight. Of course, that stopped when he kneeled right in front of your face-- instantly, your hands reached for his thighs instead, sliding up to start trying to open his belt quickly.

"So fucking needy," he smiled, though he suddenly got very serious again. "Dirty slut."

Biting your lip to suppress your whine, you kept working on his button and fly until you were able to start weakly tugging his jeans and boxers down. "Can I suck your cock, master, please?" you begged.

"Of course," he cooed, as if he'd never denied you before, but he certainly had. He thought it was amusing to watch you beg for something you couldn't even derive inherent pleasure from... and really, you didn't mind begging. Especially not when the reward was that beautiful cock on your tongue and down your throat.

He was already hard when you gripped his shaft, and you pulled it down a bit to bring the tip right up to your open mouth. You licked up the bead of precum first, hearing him sigh as he loosened his grip on your hair (now that you were balanced on his thighs) and gently rested that hand on the back of your head instead.

"Look up at me, baby, you know the rules," he reminded you, and you quickly blinked up towards him to see his tilted, smiling face. "Good girl."

He pushed your head down, sliding himself further until his tip poked at your throat. You swallowed through the beginning of your gag response, eyes watering as you dutifully took him as deep as you could go. This was much more difficult when you were being distracted by the dildo driving into you; your thighs were clenching and your whole body was starting to shake a bit, plus there were these involuntarily moans coming out... you usually moaned a bit while sucking him off, after all you really enjoyed it, but this was different. Not to mention each thrust kept knocking you forward, keeping you from setting your own rhythm and pushing his cock deeper.

"I always wanted to know how you would suck cock while getting fucked," he admitted, "but I just couldn't let anybody else touch you, sweetheart, my poor heart couldn't take it."

Your own heart twisted to imagine him being just that right amount of possessive. As much fun as it was to imagine, hypothetically, being taken by two men at once, you agreed; you could never let another man have you the way your master does.

"Now, I get to see my baby getting fucked hard like this without having to share," he smiled. "I can tell you like it, sweetheart. Now, be careful-- I'm gonna whip you some more, but I don't wanna feel any teeth on my dick, alright? Keep that mouth wide open for me, baby."

He struck you on the shoulder-- a convenient location for him, and not too sensitive for you-- and you whined around him but managed to keep your mouth open like he said.

"Fuck, so good for me," he grunted, hitting you again on your upper back. You shut your eyes for a second, but kept bobbing your head as you started to taste more of that faint saltiness of his precum at the back of your throat.

The next impact, right on your side, was enough to make you shudder and nearly lose your balance again. You didn't realize how sensitive you were there, nor how much you would enjoy it, but your eyes rolled back in your head and he must've seen it because he laughed quietly.

"I bet you're giving that machine a nice tight squeeze, aren't you, sweetheart?" he purred. "I know how your pussy likes to give me little hugs when I hit you... 'cause you like it so much, huh?"

He pulled out of your mouth suddenly, freeing you to nod and pant with your open mouth. "Y-yes, master, I love it."

"I know," he cooed, bending down to kiss your forehead. You whined when he stood up and walked away, but that was the least of your concerns when he leaned past you and turned the machine up one more time. You immediately assumed this was the highest setting, considering how brutal it was; you were wrong, and proven so immediately when he turned it up again.

"Fuck!" you screamed, face dropping down into the mattress. "M-master... oh!"

You couldn't say much more than that, toes curling as the machine ruthlessly drove into you. Your limp body so much wanted to fall forward onto the bed, but he grabbed your hips and forced them to stay still, taking the dildo to the hilt with every rapid thrust.

"Hurts!" you managed to choke out into the sheets. "Fuck, hurts, master..."

"Yeah, I bet it does," he sneered, "gonna hurt more when I start whipping you, too."

You sobbed, but nodded-- amazingly, you still wanted it. The first strike nearly made your whole body give out, legs fighting weakly to push you forward so you'd pull off of the dildo. But he still kept you there, hitting you on the ass two more times as you weakly cried through his title a few more times.

"I want you to come so hard for me," he ordered, "can you do that? Can you come even though it's just a fake dick?"

You nodded into the sheets again, gripping them tighter as the whip hit your sore ass, your thighs, your side again. He only stopped when he decided he needed to be in your mouth again. With both of you so close to the brink, Eddie was just as ruthless with your throat as the machine was with your pussy so, needless to say, it didn't take you long to reach your peak.

Your orgasm was just as sudden and fleeting as the pain from the whip; it hit you all at once and then petered out as you choked on your moan-- and his dick. "Good fucking girl, fuck," he groaned, grabbing your hair and forcing himself so deep that your nose was buried in his happy trail.

You wanted to scream; the machine was still fucking you mercilessly even though you'd already come, and it was sending you over the edge into oblivion. Of course, you couldn't scream. Your mouth was full.

"Feels so good, sweetheart-- I know you're used to telling me when you're coming, is that what you're trying to do now? I can-- ah, fuck-- I can feel your throat moving on me..."

He pulled out of your mouth quickly, and you fell forward onto the bed as you finally got off of the dildo and gave your aching body a break. You were still shaking a bit as he rolled you onto your back.

"Open your mouth, baby," he whispered, and though your eyes were so heavy that you couldn't even open them, you (of course) obeyed. You didn't need to know what he was going to do to your open mouth, you just knew that it was what your master wanted.

As your mouth fell slack, he spit into it, and you swallowed quickly. "Thank you, master," you hummed.

"Keep it open, m'not done yet," he groaned, and when you opened it again, you felt him gently tilt your face towards him. He moved his hips and dropped them over your face, mumbling his instruction: "suck on my balls, sweetheart."

You wrapped your lips around the flesh and gently suckled, having to open your mouth wide to fit just one; once Eddie had figured out you had a slight fetish for those heavy, hairy balls in your mouth, he never missed an opportunity to make you lick and taste them. It was just the right amount of degrading and dirty for you, plus you loved those low groans he made when you laved them with your tongue or delicately licked that seam between the two of them.

He was jerking off just above where your mouth explored the loose skin, stammering out little praises as he neared his own impending orgasm. You were almost disappointed when he lifted his hips away and left your mouth empty, until a moment later when you felt the head of his cock brush against your lips, though not pushing in any further (as the angle would make that quite tricky anyways). "Hhng, fuck, such a pretty mouth my baby's got," he grunted.

You realized that he was jerking off straight into your mouth, and something about it was just so sexy; you writhed your hips slightly, sticking your tongue out to flick over his head. That earned you a light slap to the cheek, and you smiled dreamily. "Sorry, master..." you mumbled instinctively.

"Not a punishment, baby," he grunted, "fuck, you're so cute-- gonna fill your mouth, don't swallow it all right away."

You kept your mouth open wide, the yes, master implied as he jerked off faster above your face. He panted louder and louder, and finally you felt come shoot onto the inside of your cheek and run down to the back of your throat. You pushed your tongue back to keep from choking on it, finding the energy to blink your eyes open so you could see the look on his face as he came into your waiting mouth.

"Hi," he smiled at you, come still pouring onto your tongue, and you smiled back as best you could without shutting your mouth at all. He squeezed his cock with a sigh, pushing the last few drops out for you, and you wanted to moan but you were too afraid it would make the come slip down your throat and you figured he didn't want his own come coughed all over him.

He relaxed and pulled his cock away from your face, one ringed hand gently holding your jaw so he could slightly tilt your head one way and then the other-- so he could admire your come-filled mouth more appropriately.

"You can swallow it all now, baby," he offered, and you eagerly opened your throat for the warm substance.

"There you go," he grinned, "tastes good?"

"Yes, master," you nodded once you'd gotten it down.

He gave you a shockingly chaste kiss to the lips, slow and soft, and then took a quick moment to shut the machine off-- still uselessly fucking into the air, poor thing-- before he laid down next to you. "So," he breathed as he pulled you close to him, "was that sort of what you were hoping for?"

"So much better," you mumbled sleepily, nestling your face into his shoulder, breathing in his comforting smell-- cigarettes, cheap cologne, and fresh-cut grass.

"That's what I like to hear," he smiled as he pressed a kiss on your temple. "Are you gonna fall asleep, sweetheart?"

But you were already out like a light, and he laughed silently to himself as he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

"A little rest, then we're getting you cleaned up," he whispered.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #dom!eddie munson x reader

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chocotonez · 1 year

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skz as love languages pt1: words of affirmation

a/n: did you miss me lolol?? I’m back! thank you for 1k followers while I was gone, I decided to show my love for you guys through a few special fics I will be uploading through June!

summary: skz expressing affection through different love languages, first being words of affirmation!!

warnings/genre: fluff, hcs, cursing, eng is not my first language :)

1k special master list here! -> ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

chan

-king at giving words of affirmation but receiving them is a little bit more difficult…

-he worships you every day of his life but he can be a bit of a tease if you come to him directly for praise but that’s just because he is comfortable with you!

-“hmm? need me to tell you that you did a good job?” And get all giggly if you pout or huff

-but always praises you and reminds you how amazing he knows you to be and how beautiful you are

-loves to randomly text you “you look amazing today baby” or “I’m so proud of you! :)”

-but if you tell him the same thing he’ll be blushin and denying and kicking his legs and gigglingggg like stahppp

-it’s a lot of insecurity on his part but also how can an angel like you think so highly of someone like him?

-it’s hard for him to accept your words of affirmation at first but later in your relationship he always just kisses you all over your face, too shy to say thank you or accept the compliments

-compliments you at least fifty times a day tho, but doesn’t think any of those words could possibly mean anything compared to just how lovely and amazing you are

-now if only he could learn to accept a compliment!!!

lee know

-weaponizes compliments LOL

-especially if you’re someone who gets shy easily but like who wouldn’t get a little flustered w THE lee know flirting with you

-“awww who’s a pretty baby?” and cooing and giggling at you while poking your red face

-gets a little shy and defensive if you compliment/tease him back though, especially if the compliments are very genuine and meaningful

-can’t handle praise from you his brain short circuits and he’ll always just respond with “oh u want me so bad…” or “ok and”

-but that’s just because he’s so obsessed with you that he has no idea how to respond I swear

-very good at serious reassurance when necessary because you can rely on him for his honesty, so it means a lot when he’s just like “why would I ever lie about how much I love you?” Because yea why would he…

-can definitely be hard to get through to though because at first he thinks you’re just trying to flirt but then he realizes that you genuinely care about him and he’ll probably cry a little bit

changbin

-compliments you without even realizing it

-“hey, have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” just randomly because like, you are!! and he just wants to remind you he doesn’t even think about it

-loves loves loves when you compliment or reassure him, likes to go straight up to you and is like “do I look cute today?”

-YOU ALWAYS LOOK CUte bINNIEEE ARGHHHH

-gets so soft when you compliment him because like,,,he thinks you’re just the most perfect person in the world and you think he’s a cutie?? like hello??

-bad at just sitting down and reassuring you, but if you ever want a random, badly timed compliment he’s the one for you

-sometimes you’ll just be sitting minding your own business and he’ll walk into the room like “you’re the most lovely person I know”

-always adds a kiss w his compliments <3

-gets surprised if you reciprocate, his heart skips a beat because he never compliments you with the expectation for you to do the same, he just loves reminding you how perfect you are

hyunjin

-very random with it but also super smooth

-one time you two were arguing and he just stared at you before being like “god I love you more than anything” and your brain short circuited and forgot why you were mad for a moment

-devours compliments from you but it may not seem like it because he just seems neutral about it

-he’ll be like like “thank you :)” but inside he’s melting and his world blooms with colors and he’s frolicking in a field figuratively or smth idk

-he’s just not sure how to express how much he loves it when you tell him nice things without jumping for joy or smth TT

-daily compliments!! this man will reassure you with how much he loves you every single day!!!

-he’s your personal hypeman istfg always reminding you how beautiful you are, how proud he is of you, how amazing you are and how in love he is with you

-the best part is that they’re always very personalized, it’ll always feel like these compliments are directed to you and you only, rather than just the standard “ur so beautiful” he’ll describe and romanticize each of your features so you know that YOU are the beautiful one!

han

-loves compliments but never takes them too seriously

-he shows his love in other ways so he can be a bit of a tease about it, because you know he loves you through different means

-probably does fboi pick up lines on you, “dayummmm shordy u so fineeee” and you’re just -_- while he’s laughing his ass off

-he genuinely thinks ur the most perfect person ever I promise

-he loves when you give him compliments or remind him of how much you love him or reassurance in general, it might be his favorite reassuring love language because it always makes him feel so safe and secure in your relationship

-“you really love me that much? :>” LIKE OF COURSE I DOOO :,0

-can never stop himself from smiling when you randomly tell him a few nice words

-after a performance he’ll always be like “DID I DO GOOD?? DID I LOOK GOOD??” ofc u did :(

-your words are his favorite thing to hear and especially when it’s talking about how much you love him and how cute he is <3

-he’s so whipped over you

felix

-he gets really shy about reassuring and complimenting you tbh

-it’s just like how could he possibly convey how amazing and beautiful you are in just words yknow?? I think he’s better at other love languages because he feels so awkward just stammering and blushing while trying to express how proud he is of you

-but he loves loves loves when you praise him sometimes he’ll go out of his way to act all cutesy so you’ll baby him and call him cute LOL

-texts you after every performance to make sure you saw him and he did good

-staff always giggles at how his quality of performance went UP!! ever since he started dating you because he wants you to praise him

-sometimes he’ll get all soft and cutesy and you guys will just be cuddling and he’ll be like “god you’re so perfect” and you’ll be like STAWPPP because stop he’s so cute I’m sobbing

-sorry I’m like losing consciousness as I write about him I love him

-he’s not the best at giving words of affirmation but he will randomly become the rizzler (that’s right I know English slang) and he’ll get all giggly if you get flustered but

-he mainly just loves when you give words of affirmation :)

seungmin

-he’s honestly very sweet about how straightforward he is about it because like,,,hi!! he doesn’t joke around

-he will just tell you you’re the most amazing person he knows and he’s so proud of you without even smiling or laughing because he’s so deadass about it

-thinks it’s just amusing when you get so blushy and flustered

-like ur so cute but also cmon babe why r u laughing…cuz like it’s not a joke ur just so perfect

-thinks it’s funny if you’re praising him because he just thinks you’re trying to flirt or tease him until he realizes you’re just seriously in love with him and think he’s cute and pretty and just UGHHHH

-giggles if you tell him that you’re proud of him or if he looks handsome today <3

-but he’s just gotta keep on praising you because he feels like it’s important for him to always make sure that you know that he thinks you’re perfect

-wants you to know he loves you because sometimes it’s difficult for him to express it properly through other means

-so he’ll always be serious when giving words of affirmation <3

-don’t expect him to be so serious when receiving though

jeongin

-will always respond with “oh u want me so bad,” “ok and,” “so ur obsessed with me…”

-but that’s just because he gets all flustered and doesn’t know how else to respond

-babies you a lot though, always cooing over how cute you are, squishing your cheeks and saying how much he loves you

-he may tease you but he’s obsessed with YOU I swear omg

-always giggling if he sees you in a pretty outfit, asks you to pose and just thinks ur so stylish and gorgeous <3

-“god you know you’re so beautiful right?” or things along those lines

-“bro I’m not obsessed with y/n I swearrrr” and he’ll be like all over you talking about how amazing you are and how beautiful you look <3

-“my cutie is so perfect today!” Or if you have a cool accomplishment he’ll be like “wowww my baby is so amazing”

-pls don’t stop praising him tho even if hes such an asshole about it he really loves when you call him pretty words <3

#stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids blurbs #stray kids headcanons #stray kids fluff

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bleachbleachbleach · 4 months

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Saw your reblog on tragic unrequited platonic love and technically, that trope definitely applies to the betrayed trio, especially on Hinamori’s end (depends on whether or not you subscribe to the view that she was crushing on Aizen). The way I saw it in my initial viewing of bleach, it was more of the type of intense admiration for an authority figure that can be misconstrued as a crush cuz you (the devotee) lack the ways to properly articulate it. Like how u feel abt the rlly cool English teacher u sometimes eat lunch with before they get arrested for like fraud or something. After experiencing the Horrors, of course Kira and Hinamori are going to imprint hard on the first semblance of stability and symbol of safety at the time. So that what they went thru meant something. Also, let me take this moment to briefly gush abt the headcanon u presented in the B3 fic cinematic universe abt hinamori’s fixating on squad 5 because it offers her the knowledge beyond her town that she’s lowkey seeking + the values she wants to strive towards (source: from afar). These nerds just wanted to be mentored so badddd!! Thus, the reveal of the fact that they were only a means to an end, specifically chosen on where they fall on the “easy to manipulate” scale hits HARDER. All that devotion?? Loss of work life balance and for WHATTT? Extended medical leave ? 😭 oh bleach my fave workplace sitcom AND workplace drama u will always be famous

PS: thank u for tagging me in that post!! In the process of drafting my response. It was so lovely of you.

You're right! That totally works here. It's interesting because (and I'll just focus on Hinamori here, because otherwise I'd feel compelled to honor the distinctions between her and Aizen vs. Kira and Ichimaru and Hisagi and Tousen, and this would probably end up reading very convolutedly) I think it kind of asks a question about when the platonic pining would have happened.

Is the pining part of suddenly realizing the disjuncture between what Hinamori thought something was and what Aizen did, and mourning something lost (and something that never really was)?

Or was there also pining when things were Good? We see Aizen be reassuring to Hinamori and generous with his time, etc. and we see Hinamori happy to receive from him, and quite devoted both to her VCship as well as to Aizen on a person level (or as he put it, "as a man" lol). We know she's well-respected by her division, and esteemed by her colleagues (okay, Kira and Hitsugaya may have some bias in this arena, but they both describe her as highly skilled).

But was she needed? Was she doing, and did she get the opportunity to do, things that Aizen couldn't do better? Did she have opportunities to express things that Aizen found interesting or outside of his expertise? Even as they are not equals--and there is no expectation that they should be--in the most fruitful mentorships, both parties have things to teach and learn.

Did Hinamori ever look at other Captain/VC relationships and yearn for pieces of what those looked like to her? Nanao would probably say "god i hope not" because Kyouraku's "reliance" on her often takes the shape of her having to do all the busywork and also herd cats, but in spite of this there's an intimacy there, an openness or trust, that Hinamori might yearn for. And that's taking Kyouraku--shadowy and full of many surfaces himself--into account. Hitsugaya and Matsumoto also have something that both Hitsugaya and Matsumoto probably complain about to Hinamori, but there's a degree of mutualism and collaboration to whatever's going on at the 10th that Hinamori might not mind a taste of, too. Renji has been Byakuya's VC for a month but Hinamori has probably already thought to herself "Kuchiki-taichou let him do WHAT" at least twice. Even though Byakuya is Byakuya, judging by how they handled their "meeting Ichigo in the street" mission, it seems like Byakuya lets Renji have his little projects. Like Renji is part of his investment portfolio and Byakuya feels very comfortable considering Renji a volatile but potentially valuable property and in order to get that ROI you need to stick with him through several honorless tech startup busts and commit long-term to the thing. Er, but I digress. My point is, Renji gets projects. "Develop training menu." Creative opportunity! With a result that has Renji all over it.

Does Hinamori get projects? Does it ever feel like she's pushing the envelope of what the 5th can be and how it can function on her own, without it being something Aizen already predicted the outcome of, or was actually his idea that he let her propose and take nominal ownership of anyway? Despite being completely blindsided by the actuality of Aizen, was there already that sense of inevitability/Aizen all over everything that happens at the 5th? (Competing, of course, with Hinamori's self-concept as a creative person; and her love of Aizen as a person, not just as a boss and mentor; and feeling as though she just needs to excel more and be creative better and she'll eventually meet this need she feels--it's not the environment that's the issue. She's happy here. Mostly. She doesn't need to leave, she simply needs to surpass--)

#hinamori momo #aizen sousuke #bleach headcanons #thank you for reading my fanfic! <3 ToT <3 #and i look forward to your meme responses!#asks #no brain just bleach

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How would the ro's and Caerus react to mc giving them homemade jewelry (like beaded braclets,ect) or asking to make things together?

Caerus - if MC has a good relationship with him (or at least as good as it can get lol) he’ll actually be so happy to accept whatever jewelry they made, and he’ll wear it too! granted it would be slightly hidden under his fancy little Army General uniform, it would be there. if MC’s relationship with him is in shambles, then he’ll be so so very surprised and confused at being gifted something from MC, especially something they made. he would take it, but not wear it. maybe keep it on his desk? he’ll be thinking about it for a while, considering he’s not MC’s biggest fan. in both cases, however, i don’t think he’d actually sit down and make jewelry with MC. he might be disciplined enough, but not so patient with handling all those small beads or threads or whatever it is. but if they want, MC can sit somewhere in the yard and make their jewelry while he practices fighting.

Silos - oh. my. god. they died. they’re dead, dying, never coming back. MC made them jewelry? with their own perfect hands? genuinely is at loss of words, will hug MC for the next three hours. of course they’ll wear it everywhere they go and show it to absolutely everyone, even if they ask or not!! of course they will make jewelry together with MC too!! to return the favor, they’ll be making MC something to match with whatever jewelry MC gifted them earlier.

Ryzan - is actually so touched, and will show it. caution: he might start to cry, like, actual tears. it’s just … he has s much jewelry, right? he could get so much more just by snapping his fingers. but to have someone dear to him gifting him something made by hand? it feels so much more precious than his crown. he’ll make some jewelry with MC too, but they both know the results will be disastrous because he does NOT have the patience for it.

Nailea - oh, she absolutely loves it!! she loves jewelry of any kind so this is one more to add to her collection. if it’s a bracelet, she’ll end up braiding it into her own hair. she recognizes the gesture and thanks MC a lot of times for it, even goes as far as to ask them for more, but she also tries to not make a big deal out of it. it’s like, she wants to show MC that it means a lot to her, but not too much. i don’t think she would accept to make things together, but she’ll definitely be right next to MC doing something else on her own.

Zale - thinks it’s really cool, actually. i mean wow, what a cool piece of jewelry. that MC handmade for him. heh … MC made him jewelry … MC MADE HIM JEWELRY!!! for him!!!! did everyone hear yet? MC made him jewelry! MC made him jewelry. MC made him jewelry! MC made him jewelry. i think we all guessed that he’ll wear it all the time, even though he might break it with all his archery equipment. and he’ll definitely make something, anything together with MC. and it turns out he might be actually good at it if he puts his minds to it.

#thank you for the ask <3 #asks #a court of serpents #acos #ryzan #zale #silos #nailea #caerus

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love--galore · 2 years

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“wanna make him jealous?” gojo x reader au!

pairing: gojo satoru x reader, meeting at the gym au!

summary: You travel to your usual gym after a breakup. Still in distress over your breakup, you almost drop the weights while on the squat rack but a strange pale-haired man helps you. You tell him why you made such a dangerous mistake, and he offers you a proposal, “Want to make him jealous?”

note: I saw this scenario on a TikTok that I can’t find sadly, and thought it was perfect as a story with Gojo. Also can someone tell me why I write such long stories lol ❤

word count: 2.7k

tags: fluff, gym au!, gojo helps you make your ex jealous, sfw

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You never miss leg day. Even when you’ve just been broken up with by your boyfriend of two years. Well, ex-boyfriend now.

The gym is relatively full, attendees staring at themselves in the mirror with headphones or earbuds in. It’s summer now, so the air conditioning is on full-blast. Thank god. You find an open squat rack in the corner of the gym underneath a vent and the air feels nice as it blows above you. At least one thing is going well.

You’ve been long distance for half a year, and ever since Nathan broke up with you one week ago over the phone, it has felt like the world has relentlessly rubbed it in your face. First, your car windshield cracks from a rock flying at you while you were driving on the highway the morning after, and then you get food poisoning from your favorite sushi restaurant later in the day. You then lost your apartment keys during a drunken night out with your girlfriends. Seventy-five dollars down the drain, which you guess that instance could be considered your fault for getting so drunk but nevertheless, the world hates you almost as much as you hate it.

You didn’t think you were doing anything wrong in your relationship to deserve all this bad luck, but clearly the universe would argue otherwise. Nathan said it was because he couldn’t handle long distance anymore, but what he didn’t know was that you had his Instagram and Facebook password. Now, some couples would see this as a red flag on your part because everyone deserves privacy, even those in relationships, but since he had been distancing himself for the past month such as not picking up your calls as frequently “because of work” and texting dryly, you decided to guess his password to his social media.

The funny thing is that it didn’t take you long to figure it out. That stupid idiot. It was his family dog’s name beginning with a capital letter and his birthday listed out in numbers. At that point, it was his fault for making such a shit password. And sadly, your suspicions were right.

You never saw Nathan as a cheater. He always swore he would never put you through that, and while you still don’t know what he did with the girls he was talking to or if anything physical ever happened, he was definitely reaching out to these other women and texting them more than he did with you. He even asked one girl if he could take her out on a date to the beach and a music festival since they’re both in the same city in California for work. Beaches and music festivals were the dates you would plan!

That’s when you snapped. Well, first you cried your eyes out and immediately called your best friend, and then you snapped. He was not prepared when he answered his phone to you screaming about him cheating and lying to you for weeks. You sent him the screenshots of his messages after he denied ever talking to other girls and all he could say was, “Why the fuck are you stalking my social media, y/n?”

“Because I fucking had a feeling and guess what, you dumb fuck? I was right!”

You feel your eyes burn at the memory as you attach the weights to the squat rack bar. You have never screamed so loud or cussed so terribly in your life but you were so hurt. This level of betrayal was painful in a way you couldn’t describe. If you didn’t look into his social media, who knows how long he would have kept it from you?

Nathan’s only reasoning was the long distance, but why couldn’t he have broken things off and told you before he spoke to other girls? He didn’t have an answer and you beat yourself up thinking of an answer to this question that even he couldn’t find the words for. You dip your head underneath the bar and set your feet before lifting the bar up over the hooks. You walk backwards a few steps before bending down and lowering your back, making sure not to arch it as you were told, by stupid Nathan, that arching your back is improper form that can lead to a back injury.

He was actually the one who introduced you to working out. It was a year ago and the two of you came to this same gym by your apartment. It was fun learning a new hobby with him because the two of you would spend quality time together and you grew more confident in your body, too. Not only physically but also mentally. You felt healthier and found yourself in a better mood than before.

But now, as you lower and lift the heavy bar on your shoulders, you feel worse than you did before coming to the gym. You lift the bar back onto the hooks and stretch your arms. That’s when you noticed the person working out on the squat rack beside you because he also paused his reps and placed the bar back. It made a loud clanking sound as he dipped his head underneath to release the bar onto the hooks attached to the rack.

You only glanced for a second but the plates on his bar were almost triple the amount on yours. He’s really tall, too, with platinum gray hair that flowed over his forehead. You were pretty small unfortunately, so everyone was tall to you, but he was definitely over six feet tall. You reach down to grab your water-bottle and that’s when you realize you didn’t even put in your earbuds. They sat inside of their charging case right next to your water. You must’ve been too caught up in your thoughts to put on music.

For some reason your eyes burn again and this time you feel your lashes get wet as tears begin to form. Why the hell were you crying at the gym? You brush your arms above your forehead, wiping them away before they could develop and pretending you’re wiping away sweat. Not that anyone was looking at you. You take a quick swig of your water before heading back to your set. You add another ten pound plate to each side of the bar before lifting the bar onto your shoulders once again. However, this time, when you step back to raise the bar above the hooks, you feel your feet suddenly falter under the weight and you gasp.

The right side of the bar quickly drops down and the sudden shock makes you lose balance. A hand shoots out from beside you and grabs the bar while you struggle to regain your balance. Sharp pain bounces around the muscles of your right shoulder from the sudden impact and you look over as the man who was working out beside you sets the bar easily back onto the hooks. You look down at a stray water bottle that spills around your feet. He must’ve dropped it as he jumped in to help you.

You frantically look around and the entire gym is now looking at you in confusion as the sound of clashing metal from your mistake was pretty damn loud. Your first instinct is to laugh awkwardly and you cover your mouth with your hand to stop yourself.

“Are you okay?” He asks. His voice was deep and filled with concern. You meet his icy blue eyes which lowered as he frowns.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry about that.” You tried to laugh again but that was a pretty dangerous mistake. He’s still behind you and you step back, clearing your throat. “Thanks for catching that.”

“I almost didn’t.” He replies bluntly, and suddenly you feel like a five year old getting lectured for crossing a busy street alone. “Maybe you should lay off the extra weight, kid.”

Kid? “The fuck?” The response comes harsher than you intended. Your mouth moves faster than your brain, which you know because Nathan and your family always pointed it out. “I’m probably older than you. And I can lift a hundred pounds.” You snap back.

Wait, was he watching you add extra weights? The man chuckles. “Then what made you almost wipe out over a hundred pounds?”

You’re weirdly offended by this reaction. You should be grateful he prevented you from almost hurting yourself but this dude wants to make fun of you? What is he, twelve years old? He certainly doesn’t look like it. He has defined cheekbones and a distinct jaw. He even towers above you and you have to arch your neck to meet his gaze.

“My boyfriend cheated on me.” You reason, but he only lifts a light eyebrow. A tress of his light hair shifts with it.

“Oh, yeah?” You wait for sympathy, but he only chuckles again. “Well, I’m sorry to hear that, sweet heart.”

You huff and reach down for your water bottle and phone, deciding to end the conversation. What is his fucking deal? You hate guys like this. But before you can pick up your things and walk away, he suddenly asks a question you could have never predicted.

“Wanna make him jealous?”

You turn back and it’s your turn to arch an eyebrow. “What did you just say?”

“Let’s make him jealous.” He says calmly as if stating that the sky is blue. You finally get a good look at this weird man, who’s dressed in all black work out clothing and speaks to you like you’ve been friends for years. You’ve never ever seen this person in your life. You feel like you would remember. Is this his way of being charming?

“I don’t even know your name.” You respond, and he promptly offers his hand.

“I’m Satoru, but everyone calls me Gojo, my last name.”

You stare at his hand for long moments before shaking it to be polite. His hands are a lot bigger than yours and veins crawl up his wrist and wrap around his forearm. He had pale skin and bright white hair. Was it dyed? An earthy scent surrounded him even though it looked like he had been working out for a while. A light layer of sweat sat across his broad shoulders and wetted the ends of his pale hair which was longer at the top and faded behind his ears and neck.

You’ve always been a sucker for tattoos, which Nathan refused to get for “professional reasons”, and this man had what looked to be an unfinished sleeve across his right arm. But the art wasn’t of a wolf or some other scary animal or looked dark and overdone in order to stand out. It looked like Japanese characters of some sort and though you couldn’t see it clearly, the inked illustrations surrounding them seemed to have some meaning in tandem with the characters.

“y/n.” You reply. Gojo smirks, the left side of his lips quirk up like you’ve just agreed to play some sort of game. “Nice to meet you, y/n. Now, do you know how to make a dude jealous?”

You cross your arms and hold your phone and water bottle closer to your chest. You’ve never thought about making Nathan jealous, so you shake your head. “Not really, do you?”

Gojo tips his head towards the wall of mirrors on your left, “This way.”

You follow him over to the mirrors which were made so the people using the array of dumbbells in front of it could watch their form. You seriously have never met this man so alarm bells are ringing in your head at this point, but he can’t possibly kidnap or assault you in a room full of people, so you watch as he gestures closer to the mirrors.

“Stand here.” He says plainly, pointing to a spot in front of the dumbbell rack and you step towards the mirrors. “Now unlock your camera.”

You don’t know why but you do as he says and he suddenly moves to where he stands right behind you. Your eyes widen and you almost step away instinctively but he places a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“How about a little mirror picture of me holding you?”

You feel heat quickly burn across your cheeks. “Um… I don’t know about that.”

You meet his blue eyes in the mirror and you expect them to be cunning or comical, but surprisingly he doesn’t look like he has bad intentions. He moves his hands towards the dip of your waist and asks, “Just like this. Are you okay with that?”

You take a moment to respond, because you don’t know what you’re okay with him doing. He’s a complete stranger.

“W-Why are you doing this?” You ask instead.

Gojo pauses and inches his face closer to where you’re turning to look at him instead of the mirror. For someone who’s been working out, he smells nice to where you wonder what cologne he uses. It’s musky and not too overbearing. He’s also scarily close but you don’t move away.

“You were crying, and I don’t want to see a pretty girl like you cry.”

You look away and shift to the mirror instead, flustered because there’s no way he would actually say something like that. But he doesn’t follow his words up with a joke or a smirk. His face looks sad, even, and you can’t handle what he just said so you reach for his arm and place it around your waist. You raise your phone and snap a quick picture facing the mirror.

Even with no time to react from either of you, when you scroll back for the picture, it looks oddly natural as if you didn’t just meet less than five minutes ago. Gojo’s arm is placed almost perfectly around your waist, showing off the inked art along his forearm and he had turned his face to inch closer towards the crook of your neck. Even with your height difference, it looked like you had practiced a hundred times. You’re quiet as you stare at the picture and finally the silence is broken with that familiar chuckle.

“We look pretty good.” He says simply, and smirks at you playfully through the mirror. You’re still silent because your brain is blank after processing that you just took a photo more intimate than a photo with a stranger ever should be. He seems to catch on to your loss for words and laughs. It was a deep rumbling sound, but wholesome and sincere.

“Would it be too much if I asked for your number right now?” The side of his lips quirk up. “You know, just so I can get an update about his response?”

You look at the photo again and consider posting it on your Instagram story. It would be nice to potentially get back at Nathan, and it was a good photo.

“I might not even post it, though.” You lock your phone and he tilts his head.

“You didn’t like it?”

You shrug. “I actually might just keep it for myself.”

The same smirk reappears. “You should. I enjoyed the excuse to get close to your neck.”

Damn, he’s really flirting, huh? As flustered as you are, you bury the feeling in your stomach and shrug casually, “I don’t blame you. I do have a nice neck.”

He inches closer and you hold your breath. You’re still in public.

“It’s a shame I won’t get to see it again then.” His hand suddenly appears back on your waist, this time touching your lower back. Your skin tingles underneath his touch. “Unless you let me take you out.”

As much as you wanted to, you worked out in the morning before working in the afternoon, and you needed to get ready before then. “I’m actually working today.”

“That’s not what you asked, though.” His hand presses against you and pulls you closer. You almost fall into his chest. “Would you want to go out with me, y/n?”

You pause and stare at his icy blue eyes. They put you in a trance, and all warning signs of danger and better judgment disappear as you respond, “Yes.”

Gojo smiles this time, the most innocent look you’ve seen from him yet, but he pulls you to where your hands brace against his chest and he speaks into your ear you almost shiver,

“Make sure to bring that neck with you.”

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen prompt #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo fluff #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru fluff #gojo #satoru #satoru x reader #jujutsu gojo #jjk fluff #satoru fluff

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nerdfandumb · 10 months

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I don’t know how I feel after watching the Ahsoka premiere.

There were some parts I really like but other things just aren’t quite working for me. Specifically Sabine and Hera felt a bit off.

I feel like at the end of rebels Sabine had grown and become way more mature and it seems like this show is sort of going back on that??? Idk but she feels very teen coded despite being in her mid to late twenties at this point.

Hera also feels very different like they took away the fiery and stubborn parts of her character and are just focusing on like the supportive mom aspect which like could maybe work if they mentioned Jacen at all but idk. I don’t think I’m vibing with this version of her. Especially the bit where she’s like “oh these people they have the same powers as you” as if she’s never seen a Jedi before??? Like girl you and Kanan were basically married??? And you helped raise Ezra??? Like you know what a Jedi is!!!

Still I think the Sabine padawan stuff could be cool depending on how they handle it and I’m really digging all of the Thrawn mystery stuff so far. I do hope they explain how he’s connected to the Knight sisters but like I’m always up for witches in Star Wars so whatever. Also thank fucking god they had that line about Sabine being Ezra’s sister cause going in I was really scared they were gonna go the shipping route and I’m glad they aren’t. Hopefully.

To finish this off I shall list the things I am hoping will happen at some point in this series:

1. Kalazeb confirmation (or at least for them both to show up together on screen. I’ll take what I can get lol)

2. Helicopter lightsabers (there was a second in episode 2 where I thought this was about to happen but sadly it did not. I know everyone clowns on this as being stupid (and it is!) but it’s good stupid and just like imagine how much stupider it would look in live action. That’s the dream.)

3. Chopper kills a man.

Anyway those are my thoughts

#ahsoka series #ahsoka spoilers #Ahsoka #sabine wren #hera syndulla #ahsoka tano #kallazeb #chopper’s kill count #star wars

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thegreymoon · 4 months

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The Story of Minglan

They are back in the capital!

And we can finally get back to the main plot! 🎉🎉🎈🎈🎊🎊

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Oh, thank god.

Which means that Granny and Minglan were gone for at least nine months, maybe more? Also, how did nobody write to Granny to tell her? Minglan seemed to have no issues sending letters, considering that she was writing to her maternal aunt all along.

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LOL, sneaky auntie Wei 😅

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You should have done that in the first place.

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LOL, I love Changbai 😂

Give him some good advice, Second Brother! He makes the worst life choices on his own 😔

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LOL, I had forgotten all about her and her worthless son 🤣🤣

For a low-birth concubine's daughter, Minglan certainly has many respectable ladies very eager to make her their daughter-in-law 🤣🤣 Pity their sons aren't so great 🙄

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LMAOOOO, THEN LET HIM STARVE!

Brat behaviour.

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Smh. This poor girl.

I wish Princess Pingning and her imbecile son all the worst. Evil fucking people.

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Jesus Christ, he is a moron 😡

I have more regard for my Barbies' well-being than he has for actual human lives. Fuck him with a rusty pike.

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Her biggest regret in life is that she cannot fuck her son herself and must assert control over his sex life as much as possible by proxy.

Detestable characters.

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Seriously, Minglan, I am as disappointed as your grandmother.

Your taste in men is atrocious.

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ALSO, QI HENG IS NOT GOOD.

He and his creepy mother give me all kinds of ick.

Princess Pingning would probably drown her in a well the first week because she would not be able to handle sharing the attention of her precious son.

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Oh, Granny, she is a stupid fifteen-year-old. No matter what you taught her, her brain is still mush, and hormonal at that.

I am so aroace, it isn't even funny. The idea of sacrificing anything for some man is just beyond alien to me and I just cannot sympathise with Minglan here at all. Just imagine marrying into that house! How does she think it will go?

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Infinite stupidity.

I can't wait for all this to blow up in her face. She deserves it for this foolishness because she really should know better.

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Idiotic decision, really.

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Wait, who?

I can't keep track of all these emperors and potential emperors.

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Is this one of those snooty women at the polo game?

Also, so many Imperial Consorts and no sons for the Emperor 🙄

#the story of minglan #tsoml spoilers #tsoml ep26

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thats-a-mood-gabriella · 4 days

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Full Moon Spoilers Ahead!

Okay. Gonna liveblog in one post so that I don't spam anyone. Here we go!

omg stolas is so nervous he got sick :(( MY SONNNN

BLITZ IS SO EXCITEDDDDD

THE CHERUBS. I love how we were completely wrong about what would be in this episode, lol.

DHORKS! YESSSSSSS. I HAVE MISSED THE DHORKS.

OH NO LOONA. THIS IS THE WORST ADVICE. I LOVE YOU BUT NOOOOO. And oh fuck then Stolas is gonna accidentally "confirm" his worst fears by "getting rid of him" OH NOOOOO.

WHAT IS POSITION 37?!

"So fuck him good, sir!" "Don't worry, Moxx. By the end of the night, I'll have Stolas eating out of my ass...if the gag'll let him!" oh my GOOOOODDDDDDDDD

the loona suit oh my god

MAX HORNY

"I'm a simple pervert imp." Indeed.

Please give me all the fan art of Blitz in a "baby slut" blindfold please and thank you.

THAT THING IS STOLAS'S SPEED?! FUCKING CHRIST.

MILLIE. LOONA. MOXXIE.

They were following Blitz to make sure he fucks Stolas good OH MY GOD. How's it feel, Blitz? THE TABLES HAVE TURNED. NOW THEY'RE STALKING YOU. AHAHAHAHA.

oh god there's only 6 minutes left and 2-3 of that is probably credits. okay. we're getting to the heartbreak. let's do this. I can handle it. I'm being so brave about this.

the music is so ominous

I'M SURE THERE'S SOME PLACE IN YOUR CLOACA WE CAN STICK IT.

BLESS THIS SHOW FOR NEVER LETTING ANYONE FORGET THAT STOLAS! GOETIA! HAS A! CLOACA!!!!!!

OH GOD HIS DENIAL

OH MY GOOOOOODDDDDDD

I'm so literally speechless. I gotta rewatch the last scene. Okay. Rewatching:

the music is so ominous and sad

Brandon Rogers is giving an amazing performance here just FYI.

So is Bryce but my god, Brandon Rogers the man that you are.

Their theme playing when he gives Blitz the crystal. And I love how it incorporated into his wrist things. IDK what clothes are called, the things on his wrists.

Blitz's reaction to "you don't have to stay here with me" oh my goodddddddd

the instant denial that it has to be roleplay god. he hates himself so fucking much

and of course stolas assumes it's because blitz thinks so little of stolas but it's because blitz thinks so little of HIMSELF

and the silent fucking credits my GODDDDDDDDDD

I AM SO DISTRAUGHT BUT IN THE BEST WAY

I'm distraught, I'm heartbroken, I will probably fast forward through all the DHORKS/CHERUB stuff when I rewatch (at least for awhile, while I'm still wrapped up in the Stolitz of it all. I liked those parts, I'm just hyperfocused for now haha) but I loved it and jfc. The layers of this show and these characters. What a gift.

#helluva boss spoilers #full moon liveblogging

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oliviawebsite · 29 days

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If you would be so kind, what are the answers to 6 (top 3 npcs), 8 (top 3 areas), 18 (top 3 soundtracks), and 37 38 (what is your least favorite thing about each game)? :D

omg thank u for including the prompts in the ask so i dont have to keep looking back at the list i love u for that. anyway

6) Lucatiel from ds2, Djura from bloodborne, and of course u knowwww I gotta give a slot to dark daughter gwyndolin for reasons most obvious. honroable mentions for lady maria and sellen

8) i unironically think Caelid is fucking dope in the way its designed like the Vibe is unreal especially when u first show up there. Irithyll in ds3 does a similar thing where you come outta the cave leading back to the catacombs and see this blinding crystalline castle town type area that seems permanently frozen in place. Like eleum loyce from ds2 if it was actually good. Last on my list is gonna have to go for another ds3 location and im technically combining 2 zones into one but the whole dlc sequence from the dreg heap to the ringed city is so so cool to me. demonstrates a familiar world in ruins and reinforces the idea that all of the games occur in parallell realities without being TOO on the nose about it (it is funny that they chose to make earthen peak from ds2 the recognizable structure to signal this. like they knew everyone hated that place and wanted to say "we hear you so here it is again but its collapsed and mostly ash now"

18) Ebrietas theme is my fav overall its the most perfect situational use of a whole tone scale ice ever heard. Elden Beast theme is also rly good tonally like youve done all this fighting and buildup to see this sad bastard monster and the music conveys a sense of "poor guy :( so sad. but you do have to kill him". similar to gwyns theme in that way but the orchestration of elden beasts theme seals the deal for me. third one im going back to bloodborne. marias theme is fucking cool it feels like a really tense dance and matches the flow of the boss fight so nicely. also a sucker for them interpolating bell tower noises to highlight her position as the clocktowers guardian. plus shes hot.

38) my least favorite areas are probably in line with most others opinions on the matter. demon ruins sucks big time and has one of the worst bosses ever waiting for you at the end (and the bonfire run thru lava and dragon asses and those tentacle freaks is a miserable slog), faron keep was always kind of a sore spot in ds3 runs for me. you can handle the sludge using the dagger weapon art i just think its weird that it briefly turns into a zelda dungeon asking you to light some torches and those goddamb jumping guys ohhhh the jumping guys..fuck off! my third choice goes to valley of defilement in demon souls. everyobe says blighttown is the worst swamp zone but theyve clearly never had to slog thru the valley of defilement lol. i get that its supposed to be dark n murky but good fucking god man

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bisadiemccarthy · 4 months

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hide away and find your peace of mind

set at the end of SGA 1x11 The Eye, right after the team regains control of the city. it is my professional opinion (no seriously i'm an emt lol) that Elizabeth and Rodney should've gotten hypothermia 😤

"Everyone okay?" John asks, looking around the room as Teyla more or less carries Beckett in. He keeps glancing back at Elizabeth, just to convince himself she's really not dead. Now, she's leaning heavily on the console, her eyes closed. "Elizabeth?"

She blinks, taking a moment to focus on him. "I'm alright, Major. I think I should just get out of this jacket, it's a little too warm in here."

John blinks at her. The large, empty, mostly-metal city running on minimal power isn't what he would call warm. But when he notices that her jacket is still dripping rainwater as she sheds it, some old first aid training lights up in his head.

"Hey," he says suddenly, "getting out of that wet jacket is probably a good idea, but I don't think you're as hot as you feel-- do you want my coat? It's dry... drier."

Elizabeth takes it when he hands it to her, frowning as she slips her arms into the too-big sleeves. John turns to Rodney and Dr. Beckett.

"Rodney, how long were you out in the storm?"

"I've lost track of time," Rodney mutters, and though he doesn't seem as foggy as Elizabeth, John suspects the shivering he'd written off as a shock reaction is actually far worse. "Beckett, what do you think?"

"Not sure he's gonna be much help right now, Major," Ford reports, standing next to the desk chair the doctor is sitting in so he doesn't slump over and fall out of it. "Dr. Beckett? Carson?"

Beckett awakens slightly with a groan before bending double and getting sick into a hastily provided trash can, thanks to Teyla's quick reflexes. John concludes that it's probably best to take matters into his own hands.

He's pretty sure his Basic Life Support certification hasn't even expired yet.

With the power still spotty and no doctors lucid enough to help them in the medbay anyway, John decides to just grab supplies from wherever he can find them and bring them back to the command center. He delivers portable space heaters first, and then blankets and dry clothes, just spare sweatshirts and sweatpants that will probably fit Rodney and be huge on Elizabeth. And then he goes for medical supplies just in case, spending the whole trip trying not to think about Elizabeth changing clothes or if his own wardrobe would fit her any better. None of those thoughts are any of his business.

The medbay brings him heated blankets-- provided he can plug them in-- and a thermometer that looks battery powered, at least. The storm is still impossibly loud, and John reflects that he might not mind one of those blankets himself.

When he gets back to control, Elizabeth and Rodney have changed clothes, and Ford and Teyla, the geniuses that they are, have dragged mattresses from wherever the closest living quarters were, taking up the floor of the briefing room. It's kind of cozy, with the heaters, and John plugs in the heated blankets and passes them out to everyone's enjoyment.

"If it's still storming," Elizabeth murmurs, her words slurring, "I might... try to get some sleep. Before the others come home."

Rodney squints. "You don't look so good."

"At least I'm not oozing blood everywhere," Elizabeth retorts, and John realizes he's gonna have to keep juggling things a little longer.

"Let me see your arm, Rodney," he requests, as Teyla hands him bandages from a first aid kit. "Elizabeth, honey, I don't think you should go to sleep just yet, but how about you take this thermometer and tell me what it says your temperature is, okay?" He doesn't know where the pet name comes from. Hopefully she won't remember later. Ford is giving him a look, though.

Teyla, god bless her, helps Elizabeth coordinate her hands enough to handle the thermometer, and it beeps just as John finishes wiping off Rodney's arm, much to his patient's protest. "What does 34.8 mean?"

"Damn, that's celsius," John says, beginning to wrap the bandage. "I don't know."

"Human body temperature is 37 degrees celsius," Rodney informs him. "She's too cold."

There's a stretchy wrap that seems like it's made to secure the soft bandages. John adds that. "What else am I supposed to do?"

"You could share body heat, Major," Ford pipes up, helpful as always. John glares at him.

"We've really only got the mega-bed, anyway," Rodney points out.

John moves slowly down to the mattress, taking a non-electric blanket for himself. "Elizabeth?" He asks, sitting beside the edge of her heated blanket. "Is it okay if I get in your personal space?"

She smirks at him, which feels incredibly in-character for her even if her eyes are still a little too glassy. "Well, I don't have a decent pillow, do I?"

It's nice, when she settles herself against his chest, and not just because she shares the electric blanket. Her skin is still far too cool to the touch, even though she's flushed. Even with Teyla on her other side, relaxed but not dozing, John still feels a little too awkward. "Rodney?" He asks, trying to joke. "Wanna hug? You seem a little chilly yourself."

"I've got more muscle mass to keep me warm," he insists, but he makes his way over to lie with them, folding his hands behind his head and letting John throw an arm over his shoulders. Ford drapes them in another heated blanket before returning to Beckett Duty-- and snapping a picture with a field camera.

Rodney laughs, and Teyla smiles. "Fuck you," John offers.

But Elizabeth is starting to feel warm again tucked against him, and he decides it's not a terrible way to wait out the storm.

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Now that Bluesummers is back on the playing field, I'm a bit scared of what's to come. He better not hurt my precious Livio.

Stream-of-consciousness thoughts for TriMax Vol. 11, Chapters 5-6 below.

Chapter 5: Get Ready, Get Set

HAhahahahahaha, Knives is double-D's....

Chronicaaaaaaa!!! I've been waiting to meet her since I heard about her in Stampede! Look at her, sitting there all pretty with her hot tea.

"This kind of problem"? This suggests they've dealt with it before, or at least have taken the possibility of it into consideration.

Well, if fusing with other plants gets around the black hair phenomenon, then Knives should be fine. That's... a... good thing....?

Yeah, I'm beginning to think the dependent Plants are legit trying to overwhelm Knives with their own consciousnesses to sort of save him without killing him. Kind of like what he's doing, except there's a LOT more of them, and they're a LOT less violent.

Uhhhh... did this guy just lob a coin at them and then... die??

LOL, Vash is being way too dramatic about this. You can't tell me that, in all his years on a planet with a decreasing population, he never learned to recognize a dead body.

LOL, random question about clams vs. fish. Where are they getting either of those on this planet? From Plants??

Ohhhh, Zazie. That explains a lot. Zazie's done with Knives right now. And since Zazie's worms, being shredded up by Legato isn't exactly gonna stop them.

I like the little worm halo. You know, so we know it's dead.

LOL, panic and descending chaos. I approve.

LOL, EVERYONE is crying. Worm panic causes tears.

I wonder if Stampede will introduce control worms or if they'll just stick with the extensive spy network.

Dude, Meryl and Milly did a thorough search of the device and didn't realize it has an audio playing function embedded in it??

Wait, he's connected to Legato now?? That's so impractical. What if Legato was still in a coma? Or taking a leak? Or had his mouth full of beef that he was slurping up??

Also, whyyyy does he have a new weird iron maiden puppet thing?? Do I want to know? I feel like I don't want to know.

Man, I get Vash's depression over this. But Livio is here to cheer him on!

Oh, gosh, Livio.... You aren't a monster, my friend. You're just a person.

"That bitch"? Strong words. Does he mean Elandira?

Ah, yeah, he does.

I... do not know if Livio can actually handle Elandira. She's pretty unhandle-able.

Ok, this right here is a good moment for Livio.

LOL, did Vash hurt his hand giving Livio a friendly pat?

Vash is the resident Plant expert here.

DIY explosives. Not concerning at all. Luida looks ready to smack him if he gives the wrong answer here.

Wait, Luida hears the voices of the Plants? What does that mean??

Ohhh, NM, that was Vash speaking.

"Is it possible for something created by humanity to completely break away from their creators?" Let me direct you to Exhibit A: Vash the Stampede, and perhaps more convincing Exhibit B: Millions Knives. Yes, I realize there's room for debate on how much either of them have "broken away," but they definitely have a will that is independent of the will of those who created them.

Ohhh, these are Plant thoughts. That makes them a LOT more significant.

Aww, Vash calling the Plants in the arc "the girls."

How the hell is Vash gonna keep both Knives and Legato in check? That didn't work out so well for him last time.

OMG everything about this. Thank God these two are finally hugging it out. They need this.

Milly telling Vash that Meryl can still get sad. Good on her. Anyone can still get sad. Being able to get sad isn't a sign of weakness.

Ugh, them kissing their fists and then bumping them. This is why people ship these two.

"Who's that helping us? Vash the Stampede, you say? Hmm, sounds familiar, but I just can't place it." Something something social strata. This guy's never been low enough on the totem poles to keep abreast of bounty hunter knowledge.

FYI, the untranslated Japanese across the top here is basically, "What the hell?!" or "What was that?!"

Ohhhh, that stupid-ass military general doesn't look like he's prepared to comply.

The Earth forces are not happy about Knives. Including Chronica.

Aaaand Livio's hunted down Elandira. I'm sure this will go smoothly.

Chapter 6: That Which Can Be Protected

Why do I feel like this volume is gonna end on a major cliffhanger?

Oh, hey! Baby Livio!

That's right! You've protected others before, and you can do it again!

What, you guys just gonna stare at each other all day? I mean, that's not necessarily bad. I'm just asking.

She looks kinda sad.

That... is one giant nail.

Yeah, she's pretty scary. The only thing that gives Livio a chance here is how crazy his regenerative ability is.

How did she know where he would stand so her nail landed in the right spot?

TBH, Elandira doesn't seem to like most people, regardless of gender. Have we met anyone she likes? She tolerates Zazie and Wolfwood, and didn't seem any more positively inclined than that toward any of the other Gung-Ho Guns. She hates Legato. She's dedicated to Knives, but she doesn't seem to like him. He's her boss and is gonna take her to Armageddon. It seems more transactional than anything else.

Ooh, low blow, Elandira. Very in character for her, but... but... I, the reader, don't want to hear people insulting Wolfwood like that.

Mmmmm, this is not a secluded fighting spot. That's... problematic.

"I was going to let you go because we're all going to die anyway." Hahaha, she's such a nihilist. I would have loved to have seen her in a more casual, less murder-ful setting. She would LOVE running her own drag bar, I think.

Hahahaha, all the random civilians being like, "You guys are too rowdy! Get out!" Good for them. Also, they clearly don't know who they're talking to.

Noooooo! Stop hurting my Livio! He needs to be protected, not FILLED WITH GIANT NAILS!!!

Ok, this is interesting. It sounds like some part of her wants to hope, or maybe did hope at some point in time, but the world beat it out of her a long time ago. She sounds... like Livio in the Before Times.

Man, I thought that looked like a nuke, but I didn't want to assume something about this world's tech like that.

How did she get the key for the bomb??

Hey! I recognize that hat!

Awww, of course he was protecting kids! And now these kids are gonna have the kind of trauma one gets from seeing someone who was trying to protect you brutally stabbed through with a bunch of nails.

Aww, Livio's decided kids are cute. Good for him.

They just met him and they're so worried about him! Oh, I think I should probably be worried about him, too, but for some reason I'm not? IDK, I just think he'll pull through.

See? He's fine. And apparently about to try to adopt half a dozen kids.

Oh, they have a mother-type person. Good. Livio's life's a bit dangerous right now to be looking after a bunch of kids. Maybe when things settle down.

He seems hesitant to accept this gift, but he also knows this act of gratitude is important to her.

Hahahaha, this little hat kid is determined. Scared, but determined.

Oh, man. When do you think Livio last felt his heart soar? This is giving me the feels.

Ohhhh shit, it's his old crush! Also, six years my ass.

Hmm, not so cliffhanger after all. Nice.