#there are a couple mistakes here but idc

[nu11lar]

𐚁֙࿐ losing control arataki itto︱ maybe teasing him too much wasn't such a good idea...

𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 ... fem! reader, feminine petnames (baby, slut, etc.), pwp (without plot), handjob, teasing, overstimulation, edging, mating press (includes other previous positions but they're not described to the story), size kink, belly bulge, rough sex, cervix fucking, you grab his horns while he pounds into you 🤭, dirty talk, slight dacryphilia, dumbification, faint mentions of pregnancy, lmk if i miss any !

ପ₍ᐢ𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 ᐢ₎ଓ ... this drabble or fic is inspired by this (nsfw) audio over here, azeru's patreon is so juicy it makes my punani throb over and over. esp this one omfg hear this audio before u read it idc it's so ughhjdfjsjkskj

"stop teasin' me baby," he rasped while his gaze averted down, seeing you give his cock slow and deliberate pumps before your thumb presses firmly but gently down his red tip. thin and thick ropes of his previous orgasm dripped down his length and balls, with each stroke and pump you give to him leaves his body into shambles, lewdly moaning out your name and his back arching in pure bliss was a balm to your shell.

his breath caught his throat once your strokes grew quicker, his claws digging down to the soft pillows that were sprawled around the bed,"ohfuck- don't stop.." a low groan bubbled within his throat, throwing his head back against the headboard as his body jerked. a soft giggled elicited from your lips, seeing his fucked out state from just a few handjobs,"what if i stopped?" you asked coyly, a playful glint capturing your eyes as itto grew a little frustrated,"don't stop- m' bein' serious baby... d-don't stop," he tried hard enough to sound stern and to at least make you obey his requests, but he sounded so pathetic; his cracked whines and whimpers only fueled your desire to tease him further.

you felt in awe, enjoying such an erotic scene that landed upon your eyes. his reactions evident to your touch as his lower abdomen were being left with strings of cum as his cock was sheen with slick and pre,"gonna cum, gonna cum.." he whimpered, his breath quickening as his chest rose and fell at a fast pace,"hmm? oni s'gonna cum already?" you cooed teasingly but all that you received was a rumbling groan that was heard from his mouth, he chewed down his lower lip that little points of his canines were shown. just before he was about to reach his sweet release, he felt something completely neglect his starving cock, your hand pulling out of his length as you scooted back from him; acting like as if you were leaving him,"wh- were you goin' ?!" he whined, looking at you with a confused and a frustrated expression. you only giggled in response, thinking everything is funny and that you would get the hang of this, big big mistake.

"oh no you're not," he mumbled and just as you were about to 'leave', he pounced over you, his beefy and broad figure covering half of your body as you were now pinned against the mattress. who's laughing now? the roles switched suddenly, him now being under control for all of this which is now your turn to give in your submission to him,"you're not gonna leave 'till you make me cum," he said with a low growl, one of his hands holding up his leaking cock as a way to show you what you're going to deal with the next couple of hours.

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"moremoremore, o-ohhh my god.." he chanted repeatedly, his relentless thrusts quickening its pace as his nails dug deep into your sensitive flesh as he raised up your legs more, your knees pressing against your chest as he positioned himself in a different angle. his cock hitting all the sweet spots that make your spongy walls tighten around his length and to make your body coil in an overwhelming amount of pleasure. cracked moans and whines escape your lips as you felt his tip bulge through your stomach with each deep thrust, making him grab onto your hand and press your fingers firmly onto your lower abdomen while he continues on his quick pace, "ya feel that? look how deep i am.. fuck-" you felt his cock plunge in and out of you as sticky juices overflowed your drooling cunt from the other postions that he did before.

missionary, doggy style, downward doggy, prone bone, cow girl, reverse cowgirl, almost all of the positions that you could possibly think of were recreated by him. your brain couldn't process any longer and your thoughts were turned into mush, not thinking of anything but his thick cock just stretching your folds and folding your body like a flip phone. pearls of cum smeared all over your pussy as it dripped down your ass and onto the sheets, breeding you countless times that you just might actually be pregnant,"i'm gonna breed you, and breed you and... ohh fuckk! tighten around me again yeah?" he chuckled dryly as he leaned his upper body over to press his chest against your bouncing breasts,"mmph!- s'too muchh! fuuck gonna cum againn!" your hands were searching its way for something to grab on, but the only thing you could hold yourself onto was his horns. your fingers gently but quickly wrapped around his so what senstive horns that made him let out a loud gasp,"f-fuck, can't hold on huh?" he rasped as a chuckle escaped his lips, only for him to raise your legs just a bit higher so that he could snuggle himself deeper into your warm cunt.

"ittoo! s'deep..!" you whined, tears pooling down your cheeks as his tip assaulted your cervix. everything was so messy, so hot and sticky that the mirror of your vanity could practically fog up,"gonna cum inside you over and over again yeah? wanna make you a mommy.." itto sounded breathless, like he was running a whole track field,"gonna make this little cunt remember the shape of my dick, a-and... ohmygoddd," he moaned once he felt your walls hugging his cock tightly again, his thrusts stuttering each time as he felt close to his high,"gonna cum, gonna cum... fuck!- cumming s'muchh!" you don't even know what you're saying at this point, blabbering incoherently as desperate crys and pleas fill in his ears while you clearly are begging for release, but this was payback for what you did a few hours ago.

"yeah? y'wanna cum? what if i pull out hmm?" he teased, mimicking the same thing that you did to him while you were stroking his cock,"nonono! please- ohmygod don't pull out ittoo!" you rolled your hips, trying to reach in for that sweet release before his thrusts grew sharper and more forceful,"yeaah, you fuckin' slut... want me to fill ya up yeah? you want that?" a mocking expression was evident in his face, nails digging into your flesh as he ravaged your insides, your cunt growing senstive as you kept on repeating "gonna cum!".

with one final thrust he managed to spill his seed inside your, filling you to the brim again. a low growl elicited from his throat, closing his eyes shut as the pleasure loomed over the both of you, bringing eachother to the bink of ecstasy as everything turned into a blurr. a squeal escaped your mouth and it was music to his ears, your body tensing up from the pleasure as the smell of sex was present within the room,"look at you, ohh yesyesyes... let it out baby, mhm," he reassures as he kept on rocking his hips back and forth, stimulating your aftershocks. you looked absolutely destroyed, hair sprawled in the pillows, chest heaving heavily, body trembling and shivering with each caress and touch he could give, and your insides feeling overly sensitive.

after itto collected himself he looked down at you. you still were in shambles, a pure, filthy mess just for him to see. he chuckled as worry washes over him a little bit, did he go too overboard? was it actually too much for you to handle?

he felt your grip on his horns loosen, your arms falling back down into the mattress like a noodle as you were still catching your breath,"a-are you okay? i didn't go too far, did i?" he asked with slight concern, his big hands massaging your hips as he tried to ease your body after such an intense moment,"n-no... m' fine.." you managed to get those words out of your mouth as itto let out a relieved sigh,"thank god, did it hurt or anything?" he smiled softly, his body relaxing as he swallowed in your expressions. even though you were a complete mess you were still beautiful from his point of view, you chuckled lightly from how worried he was which only made you pull him in for a soft kiss. he was taken aback from the sudden move but he found himself melting to your touch, but... he grew hard, again.

he hissed in pleasure as he could feel his erection growing,"look at what you did, makin' me hard again from just a kiss.." itto found the situation silly, but of course he could go in for another round of pounding info you, only if you want to though. your eyes averted down to his throbbing cock, seeing his tip leak with pre-cum, you gulped nervously now having to deal with who knows what round of getting fucked dumb,"c'mere..." he beckoned with his hand, pulling you close to him until your tits stick against his sweaty chest. his hips moved slowly and deliberately, one of his hand wrapped around you as the other held up your thigh to reach in deeper,"i'll be gentle, i promise..." he whispered softly, but you know damn well he'll be rough like he was before. nodding gently, you were sure you'll have to hold on tight against him, for the last time.

"i promise my ass.."

© nu11lar 2023 - do not plagiarize, translate, copy, or steal my work. all credits to the writing go to me and me only.

#itto x reader #itto smut #genshin x reader #genshin smut

[kurokens]

In The Middle | Satosugu

anime/manga: jujutsu kaisen

character: gojo satoru & geto suguru

words: 798

pronouns: they/them

request: none

notes: probably an overused prompt but idc sue me, i needed to write one of my own. im a sucker for misunderstanding. i haven't written anything in such a long time, it's been a while im sorry, satosugu have been on my mind for a while, and i needed to write something with them because i love them so fucking much. it's gonna be a series, so hopefully i dont disappear after one part lol... later on it might be specific on some insecurities bc i need it and i thought well let's just share it with the world and other who might need it. sorry for any mistakes T-T

not proof read

song rec: SHE'S - In The Middle

genre: hurt comfort, fluff, slowburn, a little bit angsty, poly?

warnings: bad english not my first language, satosugu are in a loving relationship, misunderstanding, pinning, a lot of pinning on satosugu's end, reader is so oblivious (is that the right one?), insecure and self conscious reader

You've always told yourself you weren't the type to live with anyone, you liked your quiet and your peace. Alone in your little bubble, without a soul to disturb it. And yet, here you were awoken by your roomates lover quarrel in the room next door, for the hundredth time this week.

"Don't you love me anymore? Am I not enough for you?" a whiny voice whisper-screamed "Satoru, my love, it was a dream, it was all in your head." an exhausted voice replied

"So what?? It doesn't mean anything? Are my feelings not valid?" Gojo huffed.

"How are you so dramatic so early in the morning? Let's go back to sleep come here.", Geto carefully lifted the blanket so his boyfriend could go back exactly where he belonged, asleep and quiet in his arms.

Such occurences weren't new to you, you could even say there were your daily life, that's why you laughed hearing the bickering couple, and turned around in your bed to try and fall back asleep while their muffled voices could still be heard in the background. This was without counting on what part of their conversation your brain decided to pick up on next. "I dont know for how much longer I can do this Sugu.." Satoru sighed. "Me neither love, but there is nothing much we can do about it.They live with us." His black haired lover replied. "I know, ugh I know, but it's getting so much harder everyday. Seeing them is becoming unbearable. I can't stand it anymore, we need to do something." He went on. "Shh, I know, I feel the same. But we can't just drop this on them all of the sudden and expect it to go well." The oldest reasoned.

Your heart shattered on the other side of the wall, now sitting against the headboard, an unstoppable flow of tears falling down your face. You were a bother? You thought the three of you were friends, shit, scratch that, best friends. And yet, yet, this was how they felt about you. Fuck fuck FUCK You needed to calm down, it's okay, you're okay. It must have been a nightmare, yeah that's right, a nightmare. Your brain loved playing tricks on you, waking you up in the middle of the night with the most vivid and realistic nightmares ever, enough to send you into full blown meltdown. Nothing to worry about, it was just a nightmare, nothing else. That's what you told yourself and yet when you woke up you couldnt shake this weird feeling in your stomach. You contemplated staying in your bed all day and avoid your roomates but that would be silly to ignore them for something that was potentially just a dream. So you shook the silly feelings away and got out of your bed, made your way to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Your two roommates were already there, being lovey dovey in each others lap and the weird feeling made its way back into your stomach. "Hi there." You greeted tiredly, only to be met with an echo of short hms, and not even a nod to accompany the cold greeting. The lack of acknowledgment not helping with your already overthinking mind, you decided to take a quick breakfast and just leave them be. It could just be a coincidence, nothing to worry about haha, right? Or so you thought, because you were back in your room mindlessly scrolling through tik tok when you once again hear the muffled voices of your roommates. Your brain screamed at you to put your headphones on and drown out their conversation, but you couldn't get yourself to do it, and you decided to listen to them, to at least finally be able to know whether or not you dreamed what happened last night. And maybe you shouldn't have, but what else could you do now but listen to the cruel words of the ones you once considered your best friends. "Suguru, we need to do it soon. I can't even handle looking at them in the eyes anymore, let alone utter a word to them. We can't keep going like this." Satoru complained. "I know 'Toru, I know, but you need to understand it's not as easy as you think it is." You heard the black haired man answer. And it was enough for you, you needed to get out of there. You obviously were no longer welcomed here, and the sooner you left, the better it would be, for both parties. So inbetween tears you picked up a bag and threw some spare clothes and anything that you could think of in your frenzy state before you ran out of there, determined to never come back, at least not for a while. here u gooo!! sorry i've been away for a while, i've been finding it hard to write and staying focused, but i missed it so much, especially for these two. i'll try not to take too long to write AT LEAST a second part, but would love to do more than this bc i want it to be extremely slown burn and a little bit angsty krkrkr

#saturn's writing #satosugu x reader #satosugu x you #satosugu poly #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #geto suguru x gojo satoru x reader

[gublersg1rl]

to be a good daughter.

plot: reader texts her dad who she is not on speaking terms with, his response makes her feel many different emotions, and a want to isolate herself. spencer attempts to comfort her through these rough times.

warnings ⚠️ : reader is referred to as a girl, no age specified but reader mentions studying (university you weirdos), implied nonsexual shower (but you can choose if it's sexual idc), established relationship, daddy issues, no use of y/n, proofread but could 100% have mistakes, mentions of narcissism, a little bit angsty, reader is stubborn at first cuz why not, could be missing stuff but oh well

A/N: HIIII, i posted abt me texting my father and ppl told me it was relatable so instead of going to therapy like a normal person i wrote this!! i don’t know if this is weird??? a venting fanfic but i got a couple people tell me they wanted it soooo here we are,,,,i tried to make the issue of why reader and her dad stopped talking loose and up to you but i don’t know if succeeded,,,kinda got carried away !

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You sat in bed, back pushed against the headboard, knees to your chest. Sitting in complete silence with no lights, except for the cracks of dawn gleaming through your half-open blinds. However, you feel contradicted by your fondness of the silence. Your energy was completely drained to nothingness, while simultaneously loathing the way your mind could not be distracted.

You didn’t have much time to contemplate whether you liked sitting with your thoughts as your brain got preoccupied by the sounds of keys opening the door. It was your boyfriend, you knew he’d be home soon but you lost track of time, sitting in your regret as you could hear his failed endeavors at being quiet, a useless attempt in not waking you.

At last, the bedroom door finally opened, and an outline of your boyfriend filled the doorframe. “You're awake—?” Spencer asked, his voice slightly surprised with an element of concern.

You give him a small nod, “I am,”

Although your response was short, and unengaging due to your lack of desire to want to be conversing right now, you were glad if you were talking to anyone at this moment, it was him.

“I texted you after I got off the plane.”

“My phones on do not disturb.”

“Angel, we talked about this. I don't like you having your—”

“I was studying, Spencer.” You say before another word can leave his mouth.

A little taken aback by your successful attempt to cut his safety speech short, he quickly shakes it off because it doesn't take a profiler to see you are upset.

“Okay,” he surrenders, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “What's going on?” Spencer questioned, taking one of your hands in his, and caressing his thumb up and down your skin comfortingly.

Your pupils dart to trace his hands taking in yours. As much as you want to be isolated, the comfort feels better than you convinced yourself it would. Regardless, you still feel this inexplicable urge to shield yourself. Maybe because talking about it makes it more real. Something you so desperately didn't want to be true.

You push your lips together, shrugging your shoulders, “Nothing wrong, just couldn't sleep, I guess.”

Spencer examined your movements before replying. “We don't have to talk about it, but I do not want you to lie to me. I respect if you would rather not talk about how you feel, even if I think you should. If you don't want to, I won't push you. All I ask is you be honest with me about how you feel, okay?”

And with that, tears drown your vision. “Why the fuck do you think I'm lying?” you say as if the only defense to your vulnerability is being hostile.

Your reaction alone was enough for him to get the answer he ought for. “I'm going to go take a shower, I'll let you have alone time,” Spencer stated deciding it was better to not edge you on anymore, before getting up from your shared bed.

“Wait—“ you quickly say, hand attempting to pull him back. “I'm sorry,” all efforts at putting up your ‘I don't care’ facade are now perished. “I don't want you to leave.” is soon also added to your apology.

“Okay, I'm here,” Spencer said softly, coming to standing at the side of the bed, as you moved in front of him, sitting on your knees.

Your arms wrap around his neck, embracing his now-accepted comfort. “I'm sorry,” you whisper again, pulling yourself up to bury your face in the crook of his neck.

“Shh, baby I know, it's okay.” He answered back hands now squeezing your waist gently.

the tears you repressed for hours, finally all come out. You sob into his skin, as Spencer just holds you. “I’m so stupid…” you manage to get out.

“Don't say that,” he whispered.

“I am,” you respond pulling back to look up at him with teary eyes.

His hands wipe away your tears, “You are not stupid, why would you ever say that?”

“I texted my dad,” you confess to him, leaning your head against his hand.

“I know.”

You give him a puzzled stare, shaking your head narrowly. “What?”

“Well,” He said pushing some loose hair behind your ear, “I knew you had been contemplating it for a while. So, when I saw you were upset I made the assumption you finally went for it.”

“Then why did you ask me what happened?”

“I'd like to believe you'll come to me when you're ready. Just because I know something doesn't mean you're ready to talk about it, but when you are, I'm here. I'm always here.”

“Do you think that makes me weak?”

“That you're not ready?”

“That I texted him,”

“No, of course not angel.”

His fingers gently brushed through your hair as he pondered ideas of what to say next, “I think that makes you empathetic, even if you shouldn't be.”

“It's not empathy Spencer, I hate my dad. I hate everything he put me through, I hate the fact I can't escape it—” tears gloss your eyes once again, “I hate that even when I don't talk to him, and I distance myself from his— emotional abuse. He's right there. He's in my head. And-, and I just want to be a good daughter…” and with those last couple of words, tears plunge out from your eyes, glistening as they fall.

Almost robotically Spencer is quick to wipe the moisture collecting on your cheeks, and chin with his thumb. “You are a good daughter, my love.” he coos reassuringly. “But let's say in a hypothetical world where you aren't, do you really owe your father a good daughter after all he's done to you?”

“I just wanted an apology,” You dismiss his question because the answer is not something you want to admit right now. “But instead I was the one who was apologizing, I just— sat in bed. Staring at my phone, as he went on, and on about how much I hurt him,” Your hands desperately claw at his shirt for support, tears begging to be spilled. “But— he hurt me, Spencer, he hurt me.” taking in a deep breath, you continue. “But I just sat there, as he attempted to gaslight and manipulate me, and I'm not stupid I knew. I knew Spencer. I knew what he was doing. And like an idiot, I just apologized. All I could say was I'm sorry. And to some extent, it's true—” You pause to let out a sigh, “I feel selfish, my dad is a narcissist who is incapable of understanding his faults and I'm punishing him for that. I know he's hurting because of me, and even if he's in the wrong he can’t see that.”

“That is not true,” Spencer responded almost immediately making your tight grip on his white button-up loosen. “There are many people who suffer from the same issues as your father, who do not act the way he does. Your asks of him are simple, but he refuses to better himself for you. You can’t blame yourself for his actions, or the way he feels right now, because he did that to himself. It’s not right for you to bash yourself over not being a good daughter when he never did the job of being a good father. You are a great daughter for wanting him to better himself, he’s a bad father for making you feel guilty for that. So please, don’t ever call yourself selfish, stupid, or an idiot, because I am so incredibly proud of you, and everything you've accomplished.”

Tears trickle down your face, looking up at him as you soak in every word he says. “I love you,” are the only words you can manage to get out.

“I love you too sweetheart,” he said softly. “But it is late, and you need rest. Okay?”

You nod, eyelashes battering as you realize just how tired you truly are. “Okay,” you repeat back.

“I'm going to go take a shower now, I'll meet you in bed soon.”

“Spence,” you whine grabbing his hand.

He sighs, with a smile knowing exactly what you were insinuating. “Okay, fine. Come on, let's go.”

#spencer reid #spencer reid fanfic #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #y/n x spencer reid #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fem!reader #fanfic #spencer reid headcanon #spencer reid blurb #criminal minds fanficton #criminal minds fanfic #daddy issues

[dapper-lil-arts]

Contextualizing whats going on with my blog atm

Ok so i'll explain a bit of the phenomenon of whatsup with my art. So first off, my twitter is dead. The algorythim has found me and blocked me, so i dont get more followers anymore, theres no room for growth, (and as we love to say in capitalism, endless growth is the only way) so since its a dead website, i don't have any incentive to draw things that would originaly help me grow there. which wasnt smth i would usualy do, ive always been more of an original content artist. Either way, this means i barely focus on posting there, and with good reason! it doesnt matter; i get a few commissions there, and thats it. And make no mistake, comms are my livelyhood, i pay my bills and groceries with them, so having fewer does suck. But the website is dead for me, so I have no incentive to post daily like i usualy would. (and you think imma post my poetry on twitter? no fucking way lmao) Meanwhile, here on tumblr, i had never grown or gone viral, i have got a couple thousand followers, thats it, if you think im famous i take that as a compliment, but trust me, im not exactly thriving, lmao. Theres never been a particular trend to follow to be famous on tumblr, and if there was, nah. idc. This is still my primarly posting website anyways. but here's the thing. There is nothin i can do to improve the situation and get more comms or famous or whatever. So if there's nothing i can do... Then i can do Whatever i want. This year is a blank page for me, and i've decided: I'm going to do whatever i want with my art. Jack of all trades. No more regrets, no more fears, no more hesitation. Poetry, fanfiction, erotic art, Personal ocs, titty ocs, fanart of MLP (like now), comics, memes, YTPs, maybe even video essays, whatever the hell i want. If nothing matters than all we do matters! I'm following my whims now. it's time for hedonism and hedonism only! Looking forward to see how yall get weirded out by all i do this year :3 Bye bye!

#it's time to go crazy go stupid #also this might also be because i'm on HRT lmao

[whywhaatt]

write some angst. huge sad angst. argument? sure! fucking idk make me cry. any cc, idc, just make me sad.

we got some sad shit baby💪💪💪

"You need to leave." (big t x reader)

words: 1.368

a/n: ok so basically... i just got drunk, then when i was sober i wrote how i was thinking. sorry if its hard to read but have fun :)

warnings: alcohol mention + use, yelling, and a whole lot of cussing

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Tanner is getting on my god damn nerves. Last night, I spent the night alone in my apartment and dressed for a date that did not happen. Every text and call I send him I get no answer. I can't tell if I'm supposed to be upset, worried, or pissed off but somehow I'm feeling all three.

For context, we've had this date planned for a couple of weeks. It's already been postponed due to my job or random things Nick asks him to do. And after 3 weeks, we finally both had a free day to have a simple and good date.

15 missed calls, 50+ texts, and 10 hours later I just parked my car in front of Tanner's house. I've gotta calm down. It could've been a mistake, a stupid mistake at that but we all mistakes. No what am I thinking, he deserves to get yelled at. So many thoughts are going through my head. At one point I'm pissed off, but on the other I don't know what happened.

I grab my shit, locking my car behind me, and walk up to the front door. Giggling at the "gay" welcome mat, I ring the door bell... no answer. Okay? I'll just ring it again... no answer again. What is going on? Nick's room is right here, at least he should be able to hear it.

I'm calling Nick.

"Hello?" He picks up the phone.

"Hey Nick, I'm outside. Can you let me in?"

"Yeah sure, one sec" He hangs up. A couple of seconds later, the door opens. A simple "thanks" comes out my mouth all muffled as I shove past Nick to walk towards Tanner's room. Isaac sitting on the couch, looks up and let's me know Tanner's still asleep. Great. Just great... I don't want to wake him up in a bad mood.

Whatever. He deserves it. I need to know what happened. I slam open his door to see him laying in bed sound asleep, with alcohol bottles covering his desk and his sweatpants on the floor next to the bed. His room's a mess, well when isn't it really? The only time its considered to be clean is when you clean it.

He must've heard the door open, cus he slowly wakes up and turns over to see me standing in his room.

"Baby, w-what are you doing here?" he asks so innocently.

"What am I doing here?? I should be asking what you're doing here?" I'm basically yelling.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?!? What do I- uh. I can't with you. We had a date planned for last night!"

"Wha- OH!! Baby, baby please come here. Please come here I'm so sorry."

'No- No absolutely not. What did you do last night? Tell me."

"I-I was drinking with Isaac and Yumi. We played that stupid truck sim game and streamed. Then I just drank and watched anime until I passed out I guess." He admits. What. The. Fuck. I must've said that out loud cus Tanner immediately started to apologize again, "I'm so sorry baby, I completely forgot. Please let me make it up to you".

"No, I'm going home. You better find a way to make this better" I say as I walk out his room and closing the door behind me. The guys must've heard it all happen, cus I could feel Isaac and Nick staring at me as I walk out the front door. I didn't say a word, I just kept my head low and kept walking towards my car. Once I got in my car I just needed to scream.

FUCK.

Okay, that's a little bit better.

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I got home and immediately turned my phone completely off, tossing it on my night stand and not looking back. I just need to do something else, get my mind off of what just happened. I need a drink. I grab some alcohol from the mini fridge I keep next to my desk. It's a vodka kind of day.

5 shots in...

10 shots in...

20 gulps in...

fuuuck. maybe i should've stopped like 20 sips ago. were those even considered sips? they were too big to be sips. my brain is fuzzzzyyy.

i gottta admiT what i said to Tanner was fuckked up, but i don't mean any of it. I should text him. N-NO!! I'm not texting him.

But I miss him, no I dont. fuck im crying now. ok this is happeninggg. I need to lay down. go lay on the bed. okay. im on the bed now.

knock knock knock

what. what the fuck was what.

knock knock knock

there it is again. am i dying? fuck. is that god? it's getting louder

knock knock knock

oh wait. its my frontt dooor. silly me. i'll go open it. come on body get up. one steep at a time.

"Baby. You scared me." oohhhh iits tanner.

"H-H-Heeeeeeeyyyy Taaaannnerrrrr" wait no i'm mad at him. actually, i'm just falling, oh shit.

"Oh my god, let's get you in bed. Come on" heee says while catching me, he's so strongg. i can feel his muscles, oh my god.

im laying down now. in my bed, i don't remember getting here. oh yeah Tanner.

"Y-Youu, youung sir, you neeed to leave" i slur outt, hehe.

"I'm not leaving you like this"

"Buuut. I'm mad at you a-a-and so you need to leave."

"Just go to-"

-

I woke up in pajama's and a massive headache. What the-

"Are you okay?" Oh. I remember now. I shake my head yes and sit up to see Tanner sitting on the foot of my bed. God, I'm regretting a lot of shit now.

"Baby... I'm so sorry. Can we talk about this? I need to apologize a lot." He says, so quiet it's basically a whisper. He looks up at me meeting my eyes. Was he.. crying? His eyes were all puffy and his hair was all messed up.

"Look, I fucked up. I know I did. But, baby, please forgive me for it. This is the first date I've missed in the forever the fuck long we've been dating. You didn't deserve that. You don't deserve that. I tried to think of all the things I could buy you, or do for you, to make up. But truthfully, the best option was being here for you and letting you know I care.

"I know you don't want to hear this right now, but I love you. I love you so fucking much. At the end of the day, I would choose you over anybody. Please, baby, just forgive me so I can forgive myself." Tanner whispers, a few tear leaving his eyes.

"It's sad, the first thought I had is that you were cheating on me. Then I thought you died, or just decided you hated me. I spent all of last night on the couch crying in the outfit I would've worn. I'm sorry I yelled at you, I just let my emotions get the best of me. You just... You really scared me. I thought I lost you." I confess. I can't make eye contact with him. I close my eyes as streams of tears run down my face and onto the pillow I've been holding. I feel the bed shift and I think Tanner got up and walked away, but suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around me.

-

For the past 30 minutes Tanner and I have been doing the 3 C's: cuddling, crying, and comforting.

"Relationships are hard" I think aloud.

"Yeah but we make it work." Tanner says, kissing my neck. My head is still pounding from all the alcohol I had, I can imagine Tanner was feeling the same when I yelled at him. To whoever said relationships were supposed to be easy, fuck you. It's hard to put your total 100% trust and love into one person all the time. And on top of that, you get that back. Plus work, or school, and making sure you're still taking care of yourself.

"I'm glad I have you" I confess.

Today was a long ass day.

a/n: this one is shorter, but i honestly cried while writing it. sorry if the drunk part is too hard to read!! requests are open so do whatever you will with that information. love yall, and thank you so much for all the support

#the group chat #the group x reader #big t streaming #tanner x reader #bigt x reader #angst #alcohol #yelling #apology

[sunghoonnsupremacy]

hi hi i'm sorry that this might sound harsh or rude but i wanted to tell you that i came across a post with Ni-ki smut on it. It was an ot7 post of enha from i think a fairly new account. I sent the person an ask anonymously and AS POLITE AS POSSIBLE in which i asked them if they could take down that post, but i haven't gotten a reply or something and neither have they taken down the post or removed Ni-Ki from it. At first I thought the person would be like 'sike!' or something in his part but i found out that it was ACTUAL smut. It's truly disgusting and dehumanizing for this to happen, but i also noticed that how there were no comments on the fact they sexualized niki like that :(( im sure that they got removed or something. I sent this to a few other accounts too, who also took some action against it. It would be great if you reply to this. I'm sorry this got too long, that's it and i love you :)).

(here's the post's link) https://www.tumblr.com/yookiluvr/740174618546061312/so-enhypen-legal-line-being-dominated-by-the?source=share

hey anonnie! i actually came across the post earlier, but i didn't read it when i found out niki was there and have reported it three times (on accident but idc). i also sent them a nice ask asking them to stop posting smut about him and explained why its weird so ill give it a couple of days and if they keep posting or dont delete the post/his part then im gonna report their account and you guys should too! theres a slight chance they didn't know he's still not legal so thats why we should be nice to them for now (never thought id be civil about niki sexualisers but i am a changed person) so please dont be rude to them UNLESS they dont acknowledge their mistake and don't take it down. if they do, its still bad but at least they would've deleted it so give it like 3-4 days and if its still there, we can mass report:)

#enhypen #please don't post niki smut! #awarness #enhypen niki

[jiminsass-istant]

Bye bye old BTS

This video aged so badly, ngl..

Bighit and Hybe totally went the American popstar way in 2023 for 1 member. Good that they finally cracked into the US music industry bubble. Hope it helps the group as a whole with their 2025 comeback.

(For context, the above Boracity video explains how bts has been always snubbed due to their lack of US label push, lack of radio support, lack of playlist, spotify support, minimum remixes, fewer album versions, chart rule changes etc)

The problem is - they decided as a company (and with scooter) that the only way they can make it into the US gp, was to debut a soloist, with all english tracks (because there's no way US would accept more than 1 soloist from the same korean group singing korean songs).

One thing they got right was that the US GP would not embrace a whole Asian pop group. And releasing english songs is not something BTS would keep doing either, because they clearly have different individual ambitions. When it comes to pop, it's always the solo/ individualist culture in the US. It is much easier to sell one personality than sell 7 different ones to the GP. (the General Public, not army, not people who really get INTO bts and get obsessed).

So, I totally understand why they went for mainstream US popstar way for 1 member only and also because it aligned with his own personal ambitions.

But of course they made a couple of big mistakes-

1) Underestimating the popularity and OG fan power that can give chart ranks and achievements even to non-US promoted members and their music. (BTS have done it before with a korean song and jimin did it again).

2) While they paid attention to heavy promo, charts and playlisting for Golden, they failed to create a connection with the music- which seems highly non-personal and lacking in depth and has a non-interesting concept. The promo did do the work of making jk a common name, showcasing his talents and introducing him to the industry. But for a lasting impact, they have to create better stories with the music. Idc, army are acting too defensive when people are disappointed that he didn't write his songs. It's okay to not write, but the very least singers can do is connect to song meanings and relate to personal experiences during the promos. But thanks to idol culture, jk has never been able to talk about his dating experiences. Even in the interviews, it would have been nice to see him talk about how he related to the lyrics, what the concept was etc etc.

SILVER LINING:

The constant mention of 'ARMY' by JK in all of his US promo stuff. I do see Hybe's bigger plans here. JK is a medium to bring in new fans for BTS's comeback. When they look up JK's past content, they can't do it without learning about BTS. And it doesn't matter if you are a JK solo fan, you will still be called ARMY (BTS fandom). Hybe will still call you army, even if you are just waiting for more Jungkook music and Jungkook shows. But guess what, the next time these new fans get to see Jungkook will be at a BTS CONCERT. Not a Jungkook concert.

More thoughts..

JK concert will come immediately after though. Why do you think they increased the no. of tracks in Golden when the original plan was to release a mini album? It's to collect more songs for his name. A few more releases and he'll be ready to have his own concert.

Okay final thoughts-

Hybe is going the right way from a business perspective. But they have mismanaged a lot of things. Underestimated the power of individual members and fumbled their priorities. BTS are not underdogs anymore. They are big, and whether you like it or not, Hybe is going to move like a big corporation now, revenue being top priority, not artists. If they don't strike a balance between keeping OG OT7 fans happy, the significance of ARMY will be lost. Unless...they want that to happen and do not care about the fandom that moves on its own now.

And before you camp in my asks or comments, saying the same things about sabotage, company fraud etc, I am aware of it all. Please do share your opinions that can add to this discussion.

[amortean]

― NAME: lue.

― PRONOUNS: she/they idc this body is a flesh prison.

― MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)? I've been writing this character for, like, 12 years... I think the Sheila brainworms have cannibalized all the other worms...

― RP PET PEEVES? I don't think I can get into this without revealing how much brain damage I've sustained my experiences here over the years. If you know, you know.

― EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS? My earliest memories are from when I was around 12-14 on some obscure rp forum that is still barely clinging to life last I looked. I did a lot of rping on AIM & MSN Messenger... and then fell out of the hobby for a few years when a friend (and main rp partner) passed away. Sheila & Eve (& Gatsby) were conceptualized on Gaia in 2011, and the group I wrote with (👋 hi steph LMAOOOO) moved to tumblr a short while later, annnnd... I've kinda been here ever since.

Whoever that anon was from years ago who was like "ummm don't you think you're too old to be rping :\" well I'm even older now.

― FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT? Hitting my partners all day every day with fluff + angst wombo combo until they beg for mercy. Smut is not something that's ever happened with this character for... a variety of reasons... and I would only ever feel comfortable writing such things with a long-term ship partner.

― PLOTS OR MEMES? My strength lies in improvisation; some of my favorite, most memorable threads had absolutely zero plotting. A little plotting is fine, but I love the element of surprise, so I don't like mapping everything out in excruciating detail. I also don't do memes very often just because I lack the energy :( And I've always felt bad for sending in memes to friends without ever really giving them an opportunity to send me memes in turn.

― LONG OR SHORT REPLIES? Comfy zone is pretty much anything from one-liners to a couple paragraphs. Otherwise I just—I dunno—burn through my already scant reserves of creative energy way too quickly.

― TIME TO WRITE? Ungodly hours in the morning when most everyone else is asleep so there are minimal distractions. Unfortunately, this means my sleep schedule is usually trash. If you see me posting replies at 5am no you don't.

― ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)? When Sheila was new, the only things we had in common were our musical instruments of choice (we're both pianists) and—rather unintentionally—our chronic back pain. Due to the way I developed her character over the years (I don't like retcons, so there are a lot of ghosts in Sheila's past, for better or worse), we've become more alike in the Department of Crippling Trust Issues, and I do sometimes wish I had developed her differently because I worry that people may mistake her for a self-insert or think I'm projecting way too much onto her. Oops.

also pomegranates, we both love pomegranates (all my OCs love pomegranates). I think our sense of humor is also similar (? I need a third party to confirm or deny this) although my clown shoes are bigger by far.

Tagged by: @renatvvs 💙💙

Tagging: @lotuskissed, @vxmpirehunterd, @glaswen, @xkuja, @stellevatum, @therealricksanchezpleasestandup

[boltermasterbon]

Okay here is part two….SOOOO SORRY ITS LATE!!!

Warnings: Angst, Death, loss of loved one.

Note: I tried my best to fix any mistakes on this one

Title: loving the snow queen is a losing game….part 2 ;)

That moment….that’s all you could think about….you wanted to know if she was okay….then you woke up. Pain was the first thing you felt, both from your head….and worries. The room was a guest room in the palace you figured Anna had someone put you in this room after you knocked yourself out on the hard frozen lake. All you could do was just sigh in emptiness. You looked out the window and saw that Summer had turned into Winter over night. Then the door opened and look who it was Anna she was relieved to see you awake. “Oh thank god your awake!” Anna said giving you a hug “How do you feel?” She asked you. “I feel….okay….” You said to her “though I do have a headache but nothing I can’t tolerate…” Anna nodded her head. She knew you were a tough but sweet cookie (NOT A SHIP!) you slowly got out of bed you were in your undergarments. Luckily a fresh pair of warm clothes was waiting for you on a table Anna left the room to let you change. Once you got dressed you opened the door and exited the guest room Anna was waiting for you. “You good to go?” She asked you. You simply nodded your head and off to the cold streets of Arendelle. Once you were outside Soldiers, guards, civilians, and nobles were all wondering how tf did it become so god Damn cold af outside?!?! Hanz was helping with getting everything warm food, blankets, and help as much as he could. Him and Anna were talking and while you helped out then you heard a certain noble weasel speak “It’s freezing out hear. That Damn sorceress!” That got your blood boiling so you spoke up like any good friend would do (Totally not because you simping for Elsa or anything) “Hey leave Elsa alone! She didn’t mean for any of this to happen!” You said in a aggressive manner “Why are you defending that Witch?!?! She nearly killed me!!” You did not give a single fuck “Well it gives you no right to call her any of those things!” “Well idc what a commoner like you thinks!” You wanted to punch him “Besides look around you! She’s cursed us!” You should punch him “Why are you even defending her Huh?!?! Are you in liege with her? Are you witch/wizard?!?” You really should punch him “Are you a monster just like her-“ you punched him…..really….really…..really…..Really….REALLY….REALLY…….good which launched him a couple feet away from you. “How dare you strike me!?!! I-I’ll shall have you punished for this!!!” “ENOUGH!” Anna shouted “That’s enough!….” She said in a serious tone “Listen I accidentally caused this I pushed her too far so I’m gonna go find her” Anna spoke which made everyone gasp in surprise. “Anna wait no you can’t it’s too dangerous” Hanz spoke with (fake) concern “Hanz I can take of myself besides she’s my sister she’d never hurt me” Anna said trying to defend her sister in a way “How can we trust you Hmmmm? what if your a witch too?!?!” The noble weasel spoke with only fuelled your dislike for him “Call her a witch one more time and I swear!” You spoke with fury. “Y/N calm down” Anna said to you while standing between you and that weasel “Anna please you can’t go it’s not safe!” Hanz spoke “She’s not going alone” You said loudly “I’m coming with her”. “Y/N you can’t idk if Elsa will hurt you or not” Anna spoke with concern “Anna you know that I know those woods like the back of my hand besides Elsa was my best friend so I’m going to find her whether you like or not” you spoke the truth Anna knew for a fact that you knew those woods very very well and you knew how to handle yourself. “**Sigh** okay fine your right” she said in defeat, she turns towards a guard and asks for her horse “Anna wait!” Hanz grabs her hand as she gets on the horse “Be careful…” he said “I will” she said in a promising tone. “Don’t worry lover boy I’ll keep her safe” you said to Hanz with a laugh and a teasing smirk and tone “Anna we should stop at my house I need to grab some things” you said to her “Alrighty then” you and her went back to your place. You got all the things you needed and went out into the now Frozen wilderness with a mission to find Elsa, stop this eternal Winter and bring her home.

#elsa x reader #frozen

[stargazer0001]

made a slugcat concept where its literally just "a single mom who works two jobs who loves her kids and never stops" so.

no one wants to hear about but Idc so here is some of my dumb scug campaign concept idea!!! Now uh I haven't thought tooo much abt it I'll clear up some stuff later. So rambling under the cut

The Guardian

A slugcat with long fur along their back and even longer tail, with a strong parental instinct, adapted to caring for their colony as if they were their own slugpups.

You spawn. Somewhere. I want to make a couple custom regions for this. So. But I do know that I want it to be like a mix of outer expanse and farm arrays but more painful. You're in a room that is has heavy plant growth, its decently dark in there but its not impossible to see. Just a bit more of a limited view in there, though you should soon realize, you are with multiple other slugcats! A couple adults and a few pups. This room is basically a shelter. It has a couple lanterns in there as well to help eliminate the darkness. Your main goal is to migrate away, this current region is filled with hidden dangers lurking in the heavy plant life. Its not safe for you to stay. So you go a journey on, as the leader of your colony, you must choose where to go. But remember, you aren't by yourself, you have an entire colony with you. This is for the better and worse. On one hand, you have a family to help you through dangers and help find food, on the other hand, you now have more mouths to feed and more lives to try and protect. Though you have some adaptations to help you through this perilous journey. You have a a long tail, with long fur on said tail which allows multiple slugcats to hold onto it, and a long mane, allowing you to carry more slugcats! You can hold 4 adults (8 pups). And when one of your colony members is in danger, you get a temporary speed and strength boost, allowing you to better save them. Now in this first area, there isn't deadly rain, because you are outside of an iterator can's reach. But there are deadly predators that come out at night and will hunt you and all of your colony.

Im also thinking that you are a descendant of The Gourmand, this being the same colony, just a couple generations later. This takes place probably sometime inbetween surv/monk and rivulet. Mostly because Surv and monk are the generation directly after Gourmand and The Guardian is a couple generations later. So because this is before rivulet, if you end up at FP (somehow) then its probably in a semi erroded state. Like a bit less then rivulets but still kinda destroyed, and Moon is still chillin. The rain here isn't as frequent as Rivulet's, but the cycle is a bit shorter than and surv/monk's.

so uh thats all I really got for now. I might think more on this tomorrow or smt but idk. Lets see if people are actually kinda interested in the concept first. Sorry if there are mistakes in here. Im tired. I should go to bed ngl (I probably wont)

#Star.TXT document #rainworld spoilers #kinda #I mean I did talk abt some stuff in rivs campaign kinda soo just in case

[ribbonpinky-art]

feeling melancholic and hopeless again. so im gonna just write out my emotions and none of it correlating. self pity post galore

im thinking about things. life is rough. so stressful. my mental illness is worsening by the day. lots of stuff happens behind the scenes that i choose to not talk about

and what im thinking about now, is that who was once one of my absolute comforts (junko).. im thinking abt that adorable little fumo plush of her i ordered several months ago is just sitting on top of my other plushies.. that i wasn't even excited to have her when she first arrived.

i didn't care.

and that hurt, knowing i didn’t, remembering how much she once meant to me.

same with my Chang’e. i want nothing to do with either of them now. they no longer bring me an ounce of comfort, only dread and remnants of a self indulgent story of kindness that once lifted me up. it all died. feels too idealistic. i feel like im too much of an outcast to let this story exist outside my private circles. i dont even want it anymore, or if i want to ever again

i think as of lately, focusing on oc’s (including ones i havent spoken of yet) has been better for my state of mind

doesnt help that im kiiinda only appreciated for my Junko works!!!! awesome!! i dont want to draw her anymore !!! fml!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! other people are better at drawing her than me anyway, ya wont miss me. lemme focus on my evil lady oc instead...

maybe im being melodramatic, and i do not care. perhaps in a few months i will be enamored with them again? idk. idc either

i feel more disconnected than ever to fandom, when i was seldom a part of any of it in the first place. im that person that exists on the outskirts, not really part of their community. im disconnected to people. i cant make connections with anyone, but i never could .. ok . i could, with a couple folks here and there. im grateful they want me around (not counting my partner of course, theyre the best thing thats ever happened to me. im not just lucky, im fortunate af we met at all)

im aware of my own issues- im autistic, im unmedicated when i probably need meds to regulate my emotions, i live in a toxic family. im triggered terribly easily, and when im hurt, it *hurts*.

 i fear that, because of my strange way of speaking and how a lot of my conversations are stilted, and what i perceive as unusual behavior-- i fear i make other people creeped out/uncomfortable. irl or otherwise. like, maybe ppl will be friendly to me at first, but after a year and i dont say much anything and im just this creepy, quiet weirdo to them now. and thats so silly. whats creepy about me?? im a pint size thing who cant even look anyone in the eye very well. is that creepy?? ok, i struggle to talk sometimes, i might be uninterested in conversation but i dont want to be disliked for it-- idk ((ok i have “Creep” by Radiohead set in my mind because of my mental state, and its kinda funny to me for some reason)

i genuinely feel like i lack intelligence. i suck at thinking. i suck at thinking of words, remembering things, and the tiny mistakes i do make are SO small that it should be impossible to make the mistake in the first place. was i always like this? i feel like i used to be smarter , lol

i am quite literally, a complete failure in my family. i cant stress the truth in that enough. even my grandmother is disappointed in me and only wants to see a text message from me saying i got a worthy job in my field. that only thing that matters to anyone, my one and only point of interest in everyone i speak to in my life even outside my family, is that i dont have a real job. thats it. everyone is waiting for me to be.. someone.

because im no one.

but none of them have been a particularly positive influence in my life, seeing as im stuck here.

i genuinely feel disgusting for existing. my body feels wrong to be in when i am visible to any human being. perhaps even to any animal and bug, too. i dont want to be looked at, to be remembered by anyone who wont understand me

nothing is changing!!!!! and when it is, its worse than before!! why cant i just be brave and GO

..

..

..

not all of this reflects reality. i beat myself up a lot. mirrin knows it. i know it.

it hurts

#ribbonvent #tw i talk somewhat ableist towards myself. sorry #all in all... im just venting. take my particuarly heavy words with a grain of salt #i have a lot on my mind. this is only a portion of what stresses me #mirrin is helping me ground.. i love u mirrin

[thedarkjotun]

Do you think it’s ok for headcannons for gender-fluid reader x ominis, but it’s the readers birthday! So maybe some (nsfw headcannons to, if that’s ok)

@ceciliawastaken

First of all: I love this request, because it's giving me some validation for reasons I'll explain below. Thinking about this scenario is giving me all the feels 🥺

Secondly, this really needs 2 disclaimers. 1: I identified as genderfluid 2-3 years ago but don't anymore so I am going to be drawing on my personal experience as much as I can with these, but I do sincerely apologise if these are not as accurate in that regard as you would have hoped, as I wish to be as respectful as I can at all times. This could just be me overthinking as usual but it is NEVER my intention to offend anyone when it comes to this. And 2: I really am sorry about this one, I'm not entirely comfortable doing NSFW and I swear it's purely because I'm not confident enough in my ability to do them well. I enjoy reading NSFW Ominis stuff (hell, I reblog a lot of it) but I don't even consider myself an adequate writer for SFW stuff alone! I'm afraid I'd disappoint you terribly with my attempts at NSFW, so I hope it's okay if I leave that one to the experts.

And last but not least I need to thank @remus-levioso for how the situation with dorms would work at Hogwarts, top notch ideas as always 💜

Also these are just the HCs for Omi that I have swimming around in my own head so again I apologise if they are kinda mid 😬

---

okie so i hc ominis as being generally quite shy about things that are new to him, but when it comes to your fluidity his fear of making a single mistake far outweighs his shyness, so he'd be the type to ask you direct questions about absolutely anything he's unsure of in order to make sure he gets things right as much as possible

idc if it sounds unrealistic for the time period, since there are no specifically nb/fluid dorm rooms we're going to imagine a perfect world where the genderfluid!reader is permitted to switch between dorms as needed. ominis will always put your own feelings and comfort first but he's ecstatic whenever you're spending the night in his dorm because he craves for you to be close when you're sleeping

it may sound like a slightly formal approach, but he'd make it a habit to ask which pronouns you're comfortable with each day: "how are you feeling? how would you like me to refer to you?"

i think he'd get excited to find out what you're wearing on any given day, and especially on your birthday. he'd run his hands over the textures on the fabric of your clothes and through your hair to 'see' how you've styled it that day, smiling to himself. "beautiful, of course, just as i expected."

(real quick while we're on the subject - if you choose to bind on masc days i see him politely offering to help out and he always wants to check that you've done it safely and comfortably regardless of how many times you've done it)

so on your birthday if you've slept beside him in the wizards' dorms that morning, he'd wake you with his fingers brushing your hair back from your face to press his lips gently against your cheek in a sweet little chaste kiss. "happy birthday, [y/n]." he'd insist on giving you your gift there first before you leave to start the school day (so that you're able to wear it to all your classes...) and if you've stayed on the witches' side he'll 100% be standing right at the bottom of the stairs to the common room waiting for you to come down

his gift would be a ring he'd gotten specially engraved in hogsmeade (i think i was talking about ominis and engraved jewellery a couple of weeks ago on here and i'm obsessed with this notion so i had to include it, also this would just be a regular engraving and not braille this time) with his initials along the inside of the band. now i've read that it wasn't particularly common for men to wear wedding rings back in the victorian era (this is only a promise ring anyway of course) but the cute thing about this is that he would have a matching one with your initials on it. he'd have consciously chosen a very simple design so that you can wear it during both fem and masc periods. here's a link to what i picture it looking similar to: (click)

lbr okay this dude treats you like a prince/princess constantly, but you get Special Treatment™ on your birthday. i see his love language being a mixture of quality time and acts of service, so this means you get your books carried and also him insisting on sitting right beside you at every meal in the great hall even if he isn't feeling peckish. in the middle of charms class he'd fetch something out of his pocket and slide it into your hand next to his on the desk with a "don't worry about the usual honeydukes trip this afternoon for [insert your fave treat here], i picked up some extra ones for you yesterday."

as with most other hcs i see on here, i too think that our dear omi is not really one to be packing on a lot of pda in front of everyone. that being said, on your birthday i do like to think of him giving you little kisses on the top of your hand or your shoulder throughout the day when you get a moment alone in an empty hallway or during history of magic while everyone else is nodding off. sneaky boi he is 🥰

#this is my first request ever and i honestly didn't expect to get any #i hope i did something right as i really appreciate you taking the time to ask 🥺 #ominis gaunt

[tomfooleryism]

about me shit post!!

personal info: im a minor, i go by any pronouns (yes even stupid pronouns), im gay!! and extremely homophobic!!!, im filipenis (PENIS aka pinoy FOREVER RAHH 🦅), intp, uhhh im probably neurodivergent but not too confident about that bmf: utdr fans (especially you suselle fans, come here and kiss me on my hot mouth, im feeling romantical /j), total drama fans, fnaf fans, dhmis fans, if you have similar music taste and humor, uhh and if you dont fit in my dni list dni: ppl who discriminate anyone by race, religion, sexuality, gender etc, ppl who cant respect boundaries, ppl who make "aus" of minors aged up just so they can make them have s3x fuck you you are weird that's like a white person excusing the fact that they said the n word bc they have the n word pass idc if you think otherwise fandoms: utdr, total drama, fnaf, and im slowly going back to my dhmis phase (ofc i am, this always fucking happens) fav characters: susie, noelle, berdly, kris, jevil, lancer (he's so awesome!!), sweet capn cakes, noah (he's so homophobic and gay i love it), leshawna (deserved to win a season SO BADLY), gwen, courtney, heather, cody (sometimes when he's funny), dj (such a cutie pootie), duck guy, and yellow guy kins: susie, berdly, kris, noah, and that's it weird list but whatever fav ships: not suselle ofc i hate them!! (im lying i love love love love love love love them, they make me so happy, im obsessed with them, it's not even a joke i love love love love them so so so so so much), krispy chicken (i first shipped them for the funny, it's serious now), spamvil (i also first shipped them for the funny, it's not funny anymore), noco (i love them), gwourtney (i see london ep had an animation mistake, gwen was actually supposed to kiss courtney, not duncan!!), ducney (only first season ducney), gwent (I FUCKING HATE THE TDI FOR RUINING THEM FUCK YOU!!!), lyler (they're so cute omg they make me want to explode /pos), aleheather (power bi couple), and fluffybird (they have a very very special place in my heart, literally the first ship i fell in love with) wait did i mention suselle??? other stuff i like: odetari, mitski (heaven on top!!!), deftones, ramones, toby fox (music slaps frfr!!), cxk, flamingo, roblox (life is roblox!!!), i literally dont know what else to put extra: i play piano, i draw (and suck so so badly at it), i like gore/horror (it makes me so paranoid but who cares its awesome), im super smart and super dumb it's embarassing, i have such a short attention span and i keep on fucking spacing out for no reason what the fuck, my humor is awesome and so bad, im sensitive af, i keep bottling my emotions for no reason it's become a bad habit of mine, i don't think i mentioned this but i love suselle

#uhh idfk #total drama #deltarune #dhmis #personal #shitpost

[chaoticiann]

gonna just dump my ian hcs here

MAJOR HC: him, alan and ellie r married and live together (yes this includes the kids)

- ian likes to gossip, but hates when people gossip about him or his loved ones

- he’ll always find a way or a reason to somehow be touching alan. even if it’s just their shoes barely touching under a table. he’s emotionally attached to the guy.

- he has no concept of personal space.

- for a while after his trip to isla nublar, he had to walk with a cane. broken leg n all. he hated doing so, since it reminded him of john.

- can never own a dog. especially since his apartment is mainly hardwood flooring, and the sound of it’s nails against the floor would spiral ian into a meltdown every time he heard it. reminds him too much of the t-rex.

- it’s so fuckin obvious when he’s in love. he’ll drop the flirty asshole until that person’s out of sight, turning into if the word “embarrassment” was a man.

- always has a bunch of jewelry on, even if it’s just a couple bracelets or a necklace.

- big nerd. doesn’t want to admit it, though. he could talk about chaos theory for hours since it’s a genuine interest of his.

- will correct you if you make even the slightest mistake.

- backseat driver. he’ll tell you if you hit the break to slow, don’t have your seatbelt, missed a turn, if there’s a car coming, etc. it’s so bad to the point where people stopped driving him places.

- types like a teenager. deadass alan will pick up his phone and there will be like 4 different notifications from ian going like. “hey dumbass what r we having fr dinner” “btw i got this goofy ass” *a photo of a stuffed t-rex* “he’s going in our bed idc hwat you think”

#ian malcolm #ian x alan x ellie #ian x alan #ian x ellie #jurassic park #alan x ellie x ian #ellie x ian x alan #chaos #headcanons #headcanon #ian malcolm headcanons

[euph0synee]

okay hear me out !!

why are most of the bls/gls manhwa are nsfw/smut and some are just literal p*rn without an interesting stroy line whereas, it's completely different when it's straight manhwas??? like do ppl prefer the lgbt+ manhwas be smut without actual story line and romance, just to see same gender ppl fuck??

it's so weird how most of the straight manhwas have such cute teeth rotting romance which can give u butterflies without any smut or wtv just wholesome shit but when u go to read bls/gls there's just manhwas filled w literal p*rn and smut???

is it normal?

also why do ppl love to excuse problematic behavior portrayed in these bl manhwas/dramas?

like most of these bl manhwas have r*pey mls who literally force themselves on the mc despite mc not wanting it and there are ppl excusing this behavior and still supporting the ml like "omg he's so hot" "he's a red flag but i want him 😍" like would u want a guy who's a r*pist? it's not a red flag stop saying shit like that. it's not a red flag it's a fucking crime. it's literally like saying "omg that dude r*ped his colleague? damn he's a red flag 😍" HOW IS THIS OKAY AT ALL??? ARE U SICK IN THE HEAD OH MY GOD??

also there's this one bl drama where the guy is married to a woman but then he falls in love with another man or smth like that idk that drama i haven't seen it but did see one of the scenes from the drama and it was like,

the husband (who's basically the main character) was meeting with the guy he fell in love with (the male lead) and they were kissing or something in the husband's house i think and suddenly his wife comes back and catches them together.

now, what do u think? is there something that u find problematic in that? well let me tell u what i found problematic in that it was the fact that the husband was cheating on his wife. idc if he was in love with another with a man or woman, he had an EXTRA MARITAL AFFAIR while being married to that woman. and you know the comment section was filled with ppl who supported the husband and the lover bc obviously they were the main couple of the drama but nobody gave a fuck about how the wife would've felt? if the man was cheating with another woman everyone would've called him out right? but suddenly their feminism dies when it's boy×boy?

the wife had no reason to get hurt and be dragged in all this mess bc of the main couple. The husband was gay, he should've told the wife that he was gay or smth? idk what y'all think but i think extra marital affairs are problematic and should be called out regardless of the genders involved.

i cannot be the only one feeling all this is problematic right? i cannot be the only one thinking this all is just balant fetishization of gay men? please tell me if i am wrong or if I'm missing any point here that i need to be educated about? and i would prefer it more if only the ppl of LGBT+ community give their opinion or argument on this post because i want to know the honest opinion of those who are actually being targeted by all these bls and all i.e, the gay ppl and lgbt ppl rather than a straight person.

also srry for any spelling mistakes or wtv i can't type for shit 😍😍😍😍

#lgbtq #lgbtqia #lgbtqplus #boy love #yaoi manga #yaoi comic #bl manhwa #manhwa #yaoi manhwa #gl series #gl manhwa #gay fetishization #fujoshi

[worldenough-and-time]

ten books

Thanks @spindrifters for the tag!

(In no particular order)

1. The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger (no surprise given my handle, but this is maybe my favorite book ever. I reread it last year to confirm, and yes it still is the best, and I made the mistake of reading the ending while away for the weekend at a friend’s wedding and I cried my fucking eyes out and then I did just a little bit of psilocybin and sang country songs with my friends and had a long talk with my other friend about our creative aspirations and then I was seriously ill for about a week after that, which may or may not have had anything to do with the choices I’d made the previous evening. Anyway, it’s just a great love story. I’m a simple girl.)

2. Beautiful World, Where Are You By Sally Rooney (Everyone has the Sally Rooney book that feels like she read their fucking diary and this one is mine. No, I won’t tell you which parts. But I will tell you that I think the Wedding Chapter in this book is maybe the most beautiful thing I’ve ever read. I’m not exaggerating. I slept with this book next to my bed for weeks and finally to break my attachment to it and read something else, I gave it to my friend who hates Sally Rooney to read on her way to London. She did hate it- couldn’t even get past the phone sex scene, which honestly if you don’t think that’s one of the most romantic things you’ve ever read, I really don’t know how to help you. How could you not love this book??! It’s half emails!)

3. The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater (I know this is a series but idc, if I could only pick one it’d be The Dream Thieves but all these books are the Books of My Heart. I reread them pretty much every year. Look, sometimes you’re in college and for the first time in your life you have Guy Friends, and you are a little bit in love with all of them, even though you are all young fucking idiots, and it feels like a revelation for some reason. Anyone? No? Just me? Well, Maggie Stiefvater wrote a book series about that experience so now I don’t have to.)

4. Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller (This book feels like falling in love. All my favorite books feel like falling in love.)

5. Harrow the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir (This is really a catch all for the whole series but I’m a Harrowhark bitch through and through, also this book literally rewired my brain such that I could only write in second person for like two months. I think Tamsyn Muir is a mad genius.)

6. Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki (Might be recency bias but I just finished one and really really loved it!)

7. The Host, Stephanie Meyer (I know this is such a weird pick and I could just… not, BUT I unironically love this book. I read it in high school I’ve reread it several times since, it’s kind of a comfort book? Idk how to explain it, but cringe is dead so here we are.)

8. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (look, you either love JG or you don’t, but I love his writing so much and this book came out my senior year of high school and I carried it around with me in my backpack for months and whenever I would feel sad I would reread it in the middle of class and Mel and I tried to adapt it into a piece for our HS speech team and I can still recite quotes from it and it still means a lot to me.)

9. Fruits Basket by Natsuki Takaya (okay I know this is a manga series and it’s technically 23 books, but Furuba is my Bible, and any list without it would be wrong. I read it for the first time at 12 and I reread it every couple of years and every time I come away with something new. Also I think the original TokyoPop translation is far superior to the Viz editions and it makes me sad that they’re harder to find these days. The 2019 anime adaptation is beautiful but again, I think the TokyoPop translation is better than the anime subs. This series fucking raised me. That is all.)

10. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (look LOOK, it might be the great American novel, okay? It feels so stupid to have it on this list, like, Sam, people fucking know The Great Gatsby is good, we all had to read it for school. Idk man. I love Fitzgerald, truly the saddest sad sack there ever was. His wife was infinitely cooler than him. But God damn could that man write a sentence.)