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soleilnomoon · 11 months

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Well done on the milestone and this event looks fun! I hope I did this right..Can I please have Marco (One Piece) with female bodied he/him pronouns or a gn reader caramel + oatmeal raisen cookie.Thank you so much <3<3<3

omg thank u so much 😊💛 so sorry this took me forever 😭 but it's finally here. also i love marco so much, like a very normal amount of course.

1.5k words, fem bodied reader (he/him pronouns), nsfw, 18+ mdni, tiny bit of angst lite and smut; feat. footjob, flirting, marco being in denial and a lil oblivious and grumpy bc i love that journey for him, also a slightly bratty reader who has zero self preservation, reader really shot his shot and i'm not mad at that, thatch makes a cameo! (if u see spelling/grammar mistakes, no u didn't :D)

“and why? / appetite— / and why? / it is always only appetite.” —michael bazzett

you don’t exactly know how or why, but you’ve somehow pissed marco off. it started earlier in the week when you accidentally brushed up against him, much closer than you should have — if anything, there was no reason for you to try and squeeze by when you could’ve walked around. he eyed you carefully, mouth set in a straight line, and all you did was wave him off as if you hadn’t just set his entire day off. you turned around once to gauge his reaction, but he'd already turned away to head in the opposite direction.

a frown settles on your lips at that, but you don’t give up; if anything, you’re just a little bit more determined to get under his skin — only a little bit, of course.

while you know you’re toeing a very dangerous line, there’s a thrill that passes through you recklessly every time he gets annoyed with you. he has such an expressive and handsome face, one that you admire from afar whenever you can. you’re not subtle, even though you think you are — almost everyone can see how much you’re into marco, and while he can also see that too, he chalks it up to an impetuous infatuation that’ll blow over shortly.

besides, he doesn’t have the luxury to be distracted by anything now.

you start volunteering to help marco out throughout the day, but he denies your request every single time. at first you laugh, but after the tenth time you huff and complain until he acquiesces.

“fine,” marco says with sigh, resigned to following your whims again; you try not to look too pleased with yourself, and marco has the foresight to add in a stern, commanding voice, “behave.”

blinking up at him, your lips stretch into a slow, seemingly innocent smile. “of course,” you say softly, “i only want to help, honest.” and it’s true — partially.

marco makes it a point to not stay alone with you for longer than necessary, because you’re much too touchy and he only has so much patience left within him. which is what you’re aiming for — decimating the remnants of his sanity so he can just obsessively focus on you for a while.

was that too much to ask?

probably.

when marco regales his woes to thatch, the latter laughs so hard he cries. marco rolls his eyes and smacks his arm playfully, “it’s not funny.”

more tears roll down thatch’s face and he presses his lips together but when he sees how distraught marco is, he starts laughing all over again. so much for going to friends for advice. thatch only quiets down when he sees just how serious marco is; clearing his throat, he motions for his friend to sit down for a drink. it’s early in the afternoon, but pirates don’t really have a set drinking schedule, now, do they?

“okay, okay, i’m sorry.” and he meant it, marco could tell by the sincerity in his tone and the way his features softened as he smiled back at his friend. “the solution is simple, because it’s obvious what the issue is between you and him.”

jaw clenched, marco tilts his head and motions with his hand. “please, elaborate.” thatch grins like a fool and downs the shot before getting up to clap a hand on marco’s shoulder.

“you’ll just need to figure it out yourself.”

marco frowns at that, not liking that thatch was right again; still, it doesn’t quell the irritation that bubbles inside of him at the answer. he hates how much you consume his thoughts because it makes absolutely no sense. he’s never had this happen to him before, so he’s out of his element and it unnerves him greatly; maybe that’s why whenever you flirt with him it puts him out of sorts.

not that any of that would matter to you if he confessed any of that.

you find him in his office sitting back in a chair, powerful arms folded against his chest, with his eyes closed. you’re quite sure he’s not sleeping, but then again with marco anything is possible. certain thoughts pestered him most of the afternoon, well into the evening. he hears you enter, despite your best attempts at walking quietly.

he doesn’t say anything and watches you walk towards the table in front of him. it’s pure adrenaline that pushes you to hop onto the table with ease, much to marco’s confusion.

“what are you—”

his mouth snaps shut when you kick off your shoes and stretch your leg out, rubbing your foot against his bulge. marco looks at your sharply, amazed at your audacity and perseverance. whatever argument that was prepared to launch itself from the depths of his chest remains at the back of his throat when you add a bit of pressure with your foot.

if there was ever a day for his body to betray him, today was it.

you smile impishly, leaning back on your hands as you watch him; you know he wants to ask you about fifty questions, so you shrug noncommittally, voice light and teasing when you say, “i’m helping you relax.”

he highly doubts that’s the case at all.

again, he reminds you to behave, and also adds, “i know what you’re doing.” even though that’s not quite true, is it? he only has half of an idea, but it doesn’t matter; your intent is obvious, and while he doesn’t want to succumb to this feeling just yet he’s powerless to stop it now. not when his cock grows stiff and presses painfully against the front of his pants; not when you keep looking at him like he’s all you ever think about; and not when your breathing stills, as if the very act of arousing him also arouses you.

the flush on your face when you rub your foot along the length of his cock, admiring the shape even through the fabric of his clothes. you just might kill him tonight with your actions, but maybe luck will be on his side.

without thinking twice, marco pulls you on top of him, the heat from his hands searing you through your clothes as he palms you openly. you press against him, chest heaving a bit as you kiss him. you sling an arm around his shoulder as you swirl your tongue around his, the heat from your bodies a stifling affair, but you suffer through it happily.

you buck your hips against marco’s before you reach between you and unzip his pants. his cock is longer than you imagined, but he’s always been someone full of surprises. you pull away so you can stroke him; your hand is soft against his skin, too soft. his restraint is practically nonexistent when he speaks again.

“strip.”

if you weren’t so aroused, you’d tease him more — but you have a feeling that if you do too much, it might not work out in your favor. although, if you asked him, he’d tell you that you’re wrong about that.

his eyes take in your body, the soft curves, round breasts, and shapely thighs. he feels a bit of pre-cum slide down the head of his cock and he groans softly, reminding himself to keep it together.

you’re in a similar predicament, hands trembling as you try to calm yourself; you had the upper hand for so long, but now you feel like he’s somehow reversed everything. you climb back onto his lap and rub your pussy along his cock; he kisses you again, hands roaming down the curve of your back and grabbing onto your ass playfully.

you moan against his lips, arousal clinging to your folds every time you roll your hips. marco licks along the length of your neck before biting your skin; you let out a soft whine, hips jerking forward, thighs shaking as you cling onto him. he smiles against your skin and guides his cock to your entrance; he buries most of his length inside of you when the thrusts the first time. you don’t expect any sort of soft intimacy between you, but you also didn’t expect him to fuck you like that.

marco’s hips snap upwards and he plunges his cock inside of you, deep and hard. you moan loudly as you rock your hips against him, your cunt sliding up and down his length quickly. he flicks his tongue against your hardened nipple, swirling and sucking, making your head spin. you call his name out repeatedly, voice cracking when he grabs your hips tightly as his strokes get messy and fevered.

you feel a little delirious now, skin aflame every time you kiss him. he whispers filthy promises against your lips, ones that make you blush more than necessary. you bounce on him wildly, nails scratching at the back of his neck. the pain is barely noticeable, but he angles his hips differently, reaches a spot so deep it has you in a state of euphoria.

the orgasm is more intense than you thought it’d be. marco works you through it, his own finding him as he fucked you harder. once you catch your breath, you notice how sore your thighs are and how sticky your skin is. he lets out a satisfied groan and looks at you curiously.

“are you going to stop teasing me?”

you almost laugh at the question, but refrain, opting to smile coyly instead. what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

#woo finally done #fic request #milestone event #500+ followers event #🍭✨🍨sticky & sweet event🧁✨🍭#one piece x reader #one peice x y/n #one piece smut #marco x reader #marco x y/n #marco smut

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yayee-prsp · 1 year

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#hades 2 #licherally have no idea what their relationship would be like in canon but that wont stop me from drawin them #thats enough for today im done w my finals and #WOO

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arielluva · 2 years

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"If I do this again, Madoka will just have more fate attached to her. The only thing I did in the end was..."

#my art #madoka magica #puella magi madoka magica #pmmm #homura akemi #madoka kaname #everytime i draw homura she is crying.... anyways #i finally finished something!!!!!#everything ive been drawing recently goes unfinished so im glad something made it out #it took working over the span of like 4 days but i got it done last night.... at 2 am....#it probably only took maybe 3 hours to draw but i sure did not have motivation #but yeah! art! woo #2022

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unfried-mouth-wheat · 1 year

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"I was a boy and I was good,

But there are witches in these woods..."

[Image ID:A digital drawing of Caleb Wittebane, Philip Wittebane, and Evelyn Clawthorne from The Owl House.

Caleb is standing to the left, dressed in a pale shirt with quarter length sleeves, dark green overalls with only one strap, and a wooden mask cared to resemble an owls face. His hair is blonde and pulled back into a low ponytail, a loose forelock falling in front of the mask. In his hand is a carving knife. In his other, he's holding his brothers hand. His pale brown eyes are looking at down at Philip.

To the right is Philip, who is dressed in a pale shirt with quarter length sleeves, dark red overalls with only one strap, and a wooden mask carved to resemble a deer's face. His hair is short, reaching his jawline, and is a medium brown color. In one he's holding Caleb's hand, and in his other, he's holding a toy wooden sword. His pale blue eyes are looking up at Evelyn.

Above Philip is the large silhouette of Evelyn. She's depicted in a shadowy form, her short hair bright red, and the gem on her chest a vibrant teal. Her ears are pointed at the end and pierced at the lobe with a gold hoop. She is smiling as she looks over at Caleb.

The moon behind them casts a dark shadow, making their eyes appear to be glowing. End ID]

#the owl house #philip wittebane #caleb wittebane #evelyn clawthorne #emperor belos #belos #my art #the owl house fanart #caleb wittebane fanart #philip wittebane fanart #evelyn clawthorne fanart #wittebros #ITS FINALLY DONE WOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!!#GOD THIS TOOK ME SO LONG AND IM ONLY HALF SATISFIED WITH HOW IT LOOKS BUT LITERALLY WHATEVER!!!!!!!#Enjoy my fellow Wittebane Lore enjoyers #im screaming #the owl house spoilers #just in case

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desire-mona · 19 days

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why i think richard cameron is Like That

the long awaited cam analysis post of sorts!!!

so to start off, let me acknowledge the obvious: CAMERON SUCKED FOR WHAT HE DID TO HIS FRIENDS. THAT WAS MEAN AND SHITTY OF HIM, HE DESERVED TO GET PUNCHED IN THE FACE AND HE DESERVED TO HAVE HIS FRIENDS STOP LIKING HIM. this post is just to paint a more nuanced picture of the motivations and reasoning behind his cam-ness. also i feel the need to address that my love for dylan kussman HEAVILY influences my opinion on cameron, so please keep that in find when u read this. if my bias shows at any point then feel free to offer your perspective, odds are i'll find a way to agree :3

lets start at the very beginning of the movie, his first appearance with the tradition banner. this obviously wasn't anything i rly thought of in depth on my first watch, but on my second watch i was like oh Hm.

tradition, of course, is a BIG aspect of welton that the movie repeatedly emphasises, drawing lots of attention to how nothing changes. i find cam holding the tradition banner especially interesting in relativity to neil holding the excellence banner specifically. cam very clearly tries his best to embody the rules of welton (more on this later) and very rarely deviates from those rules, although he does on occasion (again - more on this later.) but despite his attempts to be the manifestation of those values are never met with any praise, unlike neil. that's not to say that neil isn't deserving of that praise though, absolutely he is deserving, but in terms of academics specifically, cam's pretty up there too! this part doesnt exactly tie in directly with the rest of the post, but just thought id point it out first to add a layer to the rest of my thoughts.

how i view cam's character arc is something that's framed in a way thats not supposed to be viewed as an arc, i suppose (interesting considering the tradition thing hm). of course thats inaccurate as he does in fact have in arc, it just small in relation to the more forefront-ed poets. and it makes him ultimately less likeable, so.

during a majority of the movie (pre neil death) cam is known as the guy who doesnt like to break rules, that much is obvious, but in the end he still does with the dead poets society. now the reasoning behind that isnt actually touched on in a direct way, so there are a few different ways you can view that. i'll touch on a few different reasonings that me, @pencileraser1, and @good--merits-accumulated came up with.

my reasoning - i see cam's willingness to break the rules as cam holding his friends' idea of him on a high pedestal, constantly taking into consideration what they think. not wanting his friends to consider him a loser or boring in any way, he joins despite the anxiety surrounding being caught. not without fuss though, he does still outwardly talk about how this isnt something they should be doing. all this and yet he does in fact join, AND he doesnt rat anyone out for a majority of the movie (even after the call from god dealio!!!) fomo, basically.

nick's reasoning (found in this post) - he just wanted his friends to be safe!!! joining to (in my view) keep them in line in terms of safety as well as. i guess. provide the reminder of the consequences i suppose?? nick im opening up the floor to u if u wanna delve into this point more cuz ur definitely able to provide better reasoning n such. if asking nick to talk abt things was a full time job.

tristan's reasoning (discussed in dms) - cam's need for authority. tristan brought up a very good headcanon/ theory/ something or other that cam is the type to need constant direction or authority, and i totally agree! (reason for that will - again - come up later.) now this culminates in a couple different ways. 1) most obviously, adhereing (ehh) to the rules of welton, and 2) his relationship with the rest of the poets. due to the size of the welton student body, a lack of individual direction from teachers and staff is almost inevitable. so to fill that gap, he adheres to his friends' """"""rules"""""", and joins the poets. floor is open to you as well if you'd like to elaborate further, tristan :3

my thoughts of cam being super focused on his friends' idea of him actually started as a bit. i believe i made a hc post about smoking weed?? maybe?? and said something along the lines of "cam would smoke even if he doesnt want to, not cuz of peer pressure from his friends but more of a self imposed peer pressure. thinking its rude/ cringe/ uncool to turn down smthn like this bc all the rest of the guys r doing it." but after a rewatch of the scene in dps where theyre all walking outside, it started having some merit in my mind! in that scene, keating does a sort of imitation of cameron when he first starts to walk, something like "am i doing this right?", "am i walking weird?", etc. (paraphrasing ofc.) so i sort of took that aspect and applied it to other parts of his character and found out that oh, this actually kinda makes sense!

speaking of keating and his lessons, lets talk carpe diem.

now my interpretation of cam is that he doesn't exactly *want* to apply carpe diem in his life, seeing it as an antithesis of the welton values. only joining the poets for the reasons mentioned above. however, he does indeed apply it in my eyes, but more as a fucked up reversal and dickish version which eventually ends up in him deservedly getting punched. now is this how keating intended him to interpret carpe diem? ehhhhhhhhhhhhh,, it's complicated, let's talk about the context a bit.

this part is more theorising than anything, so take it with a few grains of salt if u wish.

cam quite obviously is a pretty big stickler for the rules, which i believe is a result of outside influence. id like to thank @lovech1ld for reminding me of this! cam's parents/ grandparents/ guardians are noticably older than the other poets, which, in my eyes, makes a heavy emphasis on following the rules make a lot more sense (respect your elders type shit.) so this, combined with the inherent fear of authority that most of the boys seem to have, makes him a chronic rule follower. but it goes further than that, after these ideas have been pushed for so long, i feel that cameron's started to mix up his own personal morals and values with the morals and values of welton, viewing those two things as one in the same. here's where that starts to muddy things up in terms of carpe diem.

i interpret cam's finking AS his application of carpe diem in his life, but as more of a subconscious choice. now you may be thinking "hey. mona. what?" and i UNDERSTAND! but here's my reasoning behind that. as i mentioned/ theorised before, cam has a very high opinion of his friends' idea of him, but this does eventually change after neil's passing. his subconscious carpe diem application, to put it into proper words, was a way to stick up for himself and his beliefs despite what all his friends think. again, being brought about by neils death, since he didn't choose to rat anyone out when the opportunity first presented itself during the call from god assembly. and i dont think cam sticking up for himself is inherently a bad thing!! but! since cam's idea of his morals are so clouded by welton's, this isn't actually sticking up for himself, this is just being a tattletale.

he did provide other reasoning for doing so to the poets of course, so lets talk a bit about that too. he says something along the lines of "i did it for neil" and "this is what he wouldve wanted" which is obviously bullshit, objectively. but i don't think he saw it that way, i think he genuinely believed thats what he thought neil would've wanted, as stupid of him as that was. obviously thats not what he wouldve wanted AT ALL, and why he actually thought that is FAR beyond me. but i really dont think he wouldve turned anyone in if he didnt genuinely believe it, especially considering the fact that he was PART of the dead poets. even if he was the one to confess, im sure he likely got punished as well. (which also couldve been what he wanted? tristan this is an opening to also discuss catholic cam on here bc ur reasonings for that were INCREDIBLE.)

on top of this, i really dont think that cam actually understood the weight of what turning in everyone would do. now i will say right away, hes not dumb, he knew that keating would be fired and charlie would be expelled, and that alone should've turned him away if he really wanted to honor neil. as i said before we started, he absolutely deserved to be punched and lose his friends, that was a dick move that ended up ruining two lives for a long long time, if not forever.

but.

due to him grieving, his rules = morals shtick, and fear of authority, i think he turned in the poets without giving actual, proper thought into what the consequences of that would be. which manifests itself both in the film with the final scene.

in the last scene where all of the boys stand on the desk, we see multiple shots of cam looking around and looking at everyone standing. and we (or at least i) can definitely see some sort of consideration to join them!!! he of course doesnt, and ends up choosing to sit, looking QUITE ashamed. this too can he interpreted a couple ways, either as him being embarrassed that his peers are doing this, or as him wanting to join them but knowing that he was the reason keating was fired. knowing that it would be incredibly disingenuous, even if he stood as a way to sort of apologise to keating + the poets for what he did and show that he regrets his actions, he stayed seated. and was so. so. mad at himself for it.

now i don't remember where i heard this so im not sure how to go about fact checking, but i believe the choice to keep cam seated was ultimately dylan kussman's?????? but dont take my word as gospel in terms of that, i very well could be wrong.

BUT! this gives me an opportunity to talk abt how much i love dylan kussman!!!!! nick vocalised the thought before i was able to in one of his posts, but considering the fact that i agree wholeheartedly, i'll reiterate it. i see rsl and ethan hawke constantly be praised (deservedly!) for their understanding of the inner workings of their characters, especially reflected in the desk set scene. and while YES ABSOLUTELY, i think dylan needs this praise as well. dylan was the PERFECT casting choice for cameron and i will shout that from the rooftops until my voice goes hoarse. so so so many of his little mannerisms, facial expressions, ways of speaking, soooo many etceteras are just so. so. CAMERON! even the most comprehensive directorial choices cant top an actor's inherent understanding of a character and reflection of that in their performance. good god! i think my new dream in life is to ask dylan about how he came about properly embodying cameron and his process in doing so.

anyway

with my dylan fanfare over, that about wraps up my thoughts on cam in terms of the film itself. HOWEVER. i have lots and lots of thoughts after a long convo with tristan about certain headcanons and post-canon theories and whatever. will probably touch on those but i dont really have my thoughts properly collected enough, so that wont be until later.

as per usual with these types of posts, everyone else is welcome to add any input they may have. cam is one of my fav things to talk abt in terms of dps so i will eat up every single little thing. thank u for reading!!!!

#desire mona #WOO MAN #this took a while #but we're done!! finally!!!#dead poets society #richard cameron #dylan kussman #banger

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dungeons-and-dragon-age · 1 month

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Both "all the companion intros really happened" and "Varric made them up for flair" are great, but consider: all of them were Really Like That except Varric's; his he made up because the irl one was boring and normal as hell

#finally got to play a bit again woo #prologue done 🎉🎉#but ye #i imagine it as varric literally just pulling hawke aside after they tried to convince bartrand to let them in #also i am convinced that he full on intended to scam them lol #like not directly maybe but he is for sure making the deal sound way better than it is #he is nothing if not a talker and he knows an opportunity when he sees it #laya plays dragon age #da2

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junosmindpalace · 1 year

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peaceful air - fushiguro m.

Megumi is restless. His dorm is still and dark, the quiet disrupted by his constant tossing and turning in his bed. Megumi usually likes the quiet, but not tonight. Tonight, the air around him isn’t peaceful, a comforting contrast to the headache-inducing noise he’s surrounded by during the day. Tonight, it was uncharacteristically tense and eerie. It disturbed him, and instead of soothing his mind to sleep, it feels intrusive and keeps him up with unease.

After rolling around for what to him feels like hours, Megumi rolls onto his back and stares up at his grainy ceiling. He knows what’s keeping him up, and he’s embarrassed that such a simple thing is making his mind work overtime.

You haven’t spoken to Megumi in almost twenty four hours.

He hasn’t even seen your face all day. From the morning he woke up to the restless evening he’s having tonight, there hasn’t been a single sign of you.

He woke as routinely as he always did and checked his phone expecting a text from you, but no banner with your name on it stared back at him like it normally does. You must’ve slept in, he thought to himself. Especially considering the events of the evening prior, he knew you must’ve been exhausted. Megumi slowly got himself ready to start the day and then headed toward your dorm room. He knocked once, twice; both times no answer. As he raised his fist to knock a third time, he heard a loud yawn, and turned around to see Yuuji approaching him from down the hall.

“Good morning, Fushiguro!” he greeted with a smile as he stretched his arms back. “Y/N is already up. I saw them heading out a couple of minutes ago.”

Huh. You usually let Megumi know you had woken up, let alone when you were leaving the dorm building.

He asked Yuuji and Nobara about your absence when he was unable to locate you in the school building. The two of you usually met with the others at the meeting spots Gojo planned out together, but Megumi arrived on his own today. Both of them speculated that you were with Gojo, as they were already wondering where their tardy teacher was.

“I sent Y/N on a special solo mission today.” The blindfolded man informed his students when he eventually arrived at the agreed upon meeting place on his own.

“Shouldn’t someone accompany them?”

Gojo stared down at Megumi with a casual smile and his hands in his pockets, but the air around him was different. The almost unbearable unease Megumi was wrestling with in his bed pricked him for the first time in this moment. “No need to worry. They can handle themselves fine.”

Megumi, out on missions of his own all day, didn’t have an opportunity to contact you until the evening. As the sun set and the sky burst with color, Megumi checked his texts, furrowing his brows when not a single notification from you appeared in his phone.

Did your mission go alright? Were you hurt and couldn’t answer him? He wished you would’ve said something, left a voicemail, even a simple, “Good luck out there!” text would have sufficed. But there was nothing.

“Whatcha looking at, Fushiguro?”

“Probably texting Y/N.” Nobara responded for Megumi with a roll of her eyes, her voice laced with disgust. “I still can’t believe Fushiguro got into a relationship before I did.” Megumi paid no mind to her comment and frowned.

Only a short while ago, after pining over each other for some time, you and Megumi had begun dating. The two of you have known each other since you were young and began your careers as Jujutsu Sorcerers alongside one another. You had each others’ backs, and at most, the two of you bickered. It never transcended beyond that, and neither of you would ever say that the two of you have had a real fight.

That was until a day prior.

Megumi is not an easy person to deal with. He knows this, and he’s never lost sleep over it. Megumi's beliefs, outlooks and approaches are his own. Whether or not someone else would lose sleep over him wasn’t his concern. He’s used to being independent. He is passionate about his beliefs and goals, something you had always respected and admired. He is absolutely a man of action, someone who believed in doing more and saying less.

But Megumi is also reserved and private, and this doesn’t bode well for him in a relationship.

Megumi isn’t good at relationships, and he never has been. He’s never had very many; how could he be? So when foreign feelings of romance started to emerge in the way that he looked at you, in his protectiveness, his small smiles, and in the way that he started to care, Megumi didn’t know what to do with himself. He still doesn't know what to do with himself, even after knowing you for so long. He’s not used to dropping his guard and relaxing around someone.

Megumi found your open mind, your big heart, your determination and clear cut goals attractive. Something that surprised him in the early stages of your friendship, and even occasionally in your relationship, was that you, with all your kindness and self respect, chose to care for him. To remain by his side even when you didn’t need to. The two of you had a lot in common, had a lot you respected about one another, but sometimes your differences clashed uncomfortably. A couple of comments and disagreements were all that were ever exchanged, you with the patience of a saint always hearing him out with an attentive and understanding gaze. But now, after your radio silence, Megumi thinks that last night he’d finally gone too far.

When Megumi returned to Jujutsu Tech, he went in search of his upperclassmen. He asked the second years, who were finishing their training, if they had seen or heard from you all day. At that point, Megumi was finding it difficult to disguise his concern. They informed him that you retired to bed early, seemingly exhausted from a mission.

And so that led him to his current restless state. Megumi hasn’t heard from you all day, and he’s worried. Your first real fight in the years you two have known each other- he doesn’t know what to do.

He’s still lost in his own thoughts when he sits upright and emerges from his bed. He thinks of how he’s supposed to handle an argument with you with every step he takes out of his dorm and down the hall. He feels a little lightheaded as he stops in front of your door, trying to think of what he could say to make things right, to make it so he doesn’t lose you due to his immaturity. He stares directly at it, thinking that if he doesn’t make things right, the only things left between you two are the harsh words he threw at you and the hurt look on your face in response to them. And he knocks.

It’s late, so Megumi doesn’t want to knock again, but you also aren’t answering the door as quickly as he’d like you to, and he’s starting to feel a little desperate, so he raises his fist to knock again. He quickly stumbles back when he hears the jiggling of the door knob, and his eyes widen when he meets yours, both of you looking at each other in surprise.

“Megumi? What are you doing here? What time is it?”

An intense wave of relief washed over Megumi when he finally came face to face with you, so overwhelming that it caught him off guard. After being deprived of your presence the entire day, your tired eyes and scratchy voice laced with annoyance didn’t matter to him at all. He was just relieved. He tries to calm his racing heart so he could respond, but suddenly his breath is caught in his throat, and he looks down to see you holding his hand.

“Come inside.”

He lets you guide him into the dark of your dorm, and he blinks as his eyes adjust to the sudden contrast in lighting. Closing the door, you ask again. “What are you doing here, Megumi?”

He goes quiet for longer than your patience can tolerate at god knows what hour, and you start to speak up when an “I’m sorry.” beats you to it.

Through bleary eyes you’re able to make out Megumi’s, the tense frown his mouth is shaped in, his furrowed brows. Even after you process his face, his expression is still unreadable. But still, you don’t need to ask why he was apologizing.

“I was immature, I know. I’m sorry.” His gaze never left your reflective one. “Can we please talk?”

At this hour, you had a mind to punch your boyfriend, but you knew acting on that urge would be foolish and that rest on both your ends would be better. Megumi’s words a day prior had hurt you in a way they never had before. The two of you had never experienced that sort of hurt in your relationship- you needed time to reflect.

You and Megumi were still new to romance. You didn’t think much would change when the two of you made things official, but the sudden new openness hasn’t always been easy. It would take time, you understood this.

And your heart ached at the possibility of Megumi thinking that you didn’t. That you didn’t understand what you were getting yourself into when you became a couple. It made you want to start a whole new argument with him.

But all those words of reassurance would have to wait until your head didn’t feel too heavy for your neck. You took Megumi’s hand again and went to lay down in your bed. “Talk tomorrow. Let’s sleep.”

He stood by your bedside as you closed your eyes and cozied up into your blanket, lifting a section for Megumi to slip under. You felt the bed dip beside you and the sheets being adjusted. Opening your eyes, you tried not to smile at Megumi’s stiffness. Hoping to relieve some of his tension, you shifted closer to him and nuzzled into his side.

“Is this okay?” You mumbled against the fabric of his shirt, eyes still closed, but not entirely relaxed against him in case he wanted you to move away. To your surprise, Megumi responded with “It’s okay.”

And though you couldn’t see it as you finally relaxed against your boyfriend, already drifting off to sleep once again, Megumi’s eyes were wide as he turned his head to stare at you, his mouth the slightest bit agape.

Though Megumi wished he could say more, he silently agreed with you that it could wait until morning. And as he reluctantly rested his head against yours, letting his own weary body succumb to slumber, he thinks that being beside you is all he’ll ever really need.

And, finally, the peaceful air returns.

...is this ooc?? it feels ooc?!?! will have to write something in the future to compensate for this

#i havent read jjk in a while im SORRY #finally done with exams soon woo!#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jjk imagine #jjk oneshot #megumi fushiguro headcanons #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro oneshot #megumi oneshot #fushiguro x reader #had every opportunity to make this fluff and i didnt

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tw01999 · 5 months

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Alright.

I just finished Solo Leveling.

It was amazing.

The pacing, the storyline, the characters, and the fact that the romance wasn't forced and pushed into the middle of the story.

The happy ending with side stories.

Igris' pov

Berus pov

And granpa president!!!!!!

That alternate/dream story!!!

I hope I can find more stories like this. But this story will be number 1 for me.

I am angry about 1 thing though. That bitch ass statue that scared me shitless since chapter 6 died too easily and it wasn't even the boss!!

#solo leveling #finally done #sung jin woo #cha hae in #beru #igris #iron!#bellion #tusk #kaisel #tank

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therealbrigeedarocks · 8 months

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throwing my jam into the ring for @andy-jam-blog

meet Fraud Fred Jam!

he has a favorite day of the week and you'll never guess which one it is

no really he is totally the real fred how dare you insinuate otherwise

#woo hoo i got it done and posted in time for a friday finally #andy jam #jam #jams #fraud jam #fred jam #friday fred

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darkdragon768 · 6 months

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Previous part | Bonus

Woah what a tough guy!

#woo dragons art be upon you #my art #art #pikmin fanart #pikmin #pikmin 4 #dingo pikmin #shepherd pikmin #pom pikmin #collin pikmin #russ pikmin #oatchi pikmin #so many character tags damn #anyway it's finally done. sorry for the delay #if it looks rushed that's because it is #had a ton of homework and chores and procrastination and I guess you could say I've had some bad dandory here #anyway one more bonus part that'll feature some drawings I sketched and liked but couldn't implement into the comic #thanks for reading!

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sprinklebnuy · 17 days

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#//sprinklebnuy art #art #my art #digital art #lps #littlest pet shop fanart #littlest pet shop #lps fanart #littlest pet shop roblox #<- since most of the background is based off of the game!!#and outfits too!!#ITS FINALLY DONE WOO #now what if i just casually roll up to ups and get a professional poster size print done skdnskdn #also reblogs > likes !! help an artist get their career going please!!

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leviiackrman · 6 months

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SAEKA RIKIHISA - Jujutsu Kaisen [full colour]

more art || character page || commissions

tag list (ask to be added or removed): @risingsh0t @sstewyhosseini @chuckhansen @statichvm @roofgeese @unholymilf @florbelles @confidentandgood @arklay @jinfromyarikawa @shellibisshe @simonxriley @queennymeria @marivenah @faerune @feypacts @mrdekarios @thedeadthree @jacobseed @jackiesarch @heroofpenamstan @dameayliins @jillvalentinesday @shadowglens @fenharel @alexxmason @yurgir

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moonpleaser · 5 months

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finishing out the stupendous stoats with lila !!

pattern as usual !! for lila i took out a few rows in the torso to make her shorter (same as jaysohn)

#lila #lila burrow’s end #lila dimension 20 #dimension 20 #burrow’s end #d20 #my art #crochet #izzy roland #isabella roland #finally done with the party WOO #will be crocheting more of the stoats though hehe #lukas is next #happy to be done with this section though after over a month

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veinsfullofstars · 2 months

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Kirbtober 2023 Day 31: Final Boss

(ID: Kirby series fanart of Kirby and Ribbon facing off against 02 within the red-and-black space of Dark Star, the Crystal Gun shining brilliantly as they hold it aloft between them towards their foe, who looms above them angelic and terrifying, tears of blood oozing from its single, staring red eye. END ID.)

Kirbtober 2023 prompts by @/paintpanic (link to list here)

Started on 10/07/23, finished on 10/08/23. NOTE: This was originally posted on my deleted account on 10/31/23.

Do your best.

Whew… holy shit. I did it. It’s over. I made it all 31 days. I’m… exhausted, but very proud of myself. Like, looking back over it all now, I can actually see the gradual improvement in my art from prompt to prompt compared to where I was at before. Not gonna lie, it’s awesome to feel like I’ve made some genuine progress for once, y’know? And that’s in spite of getting hella sick and pushing through major fatigue burnout. Man, it’s gonna be weird not having this, like, routine anymore. Doing a piece a day (or roughly so) was very rewarding in a lot of ways… but also draining. Very draining. My hands need a rest badly, and so do I.

(Hi, future Veins here, popping in to say I did not rest as much as I would’ve liked for, you see, I seem to have accidentally muscle-memoried myself. It’s not so much I have a real routine now - more like I need to draw at least a little bit every day or I get antsy. It is… quite the double-edged sword, I must say.)

(Hi, future-future Veins here. Apparently I left rubber banding on this month because burnout has gleefully slammed back into my spine without warning. This is a reminder to myself that longstanding mental nonsense does not go away just because I’m away on vacation in Popstar for a hot minute. How humbling. -_- )

Anyway, thanks for coming with me on this impromptu art journey. I had a lot of fun and a lot of not fun. I hope you all liked the art regardless. Shoutouts to Panic for making the prompt list and to everyone else who joined in with their own amazing pieces in the hashtag. I tried to share as many of them as I could over the month to spread the appreciation around, though I hope you’ll browse the tags yourself to see all of them. You all did absolutely amazing! Whether you made it here with me or only managed a few pieces here and there, I hope the experience was worth something to you. Go have a snack and a well-deserved rest - you’ve earned it. Take care, y’all, and see you in the next one!

Oh, and have a Happy Halloween! (it was halloween when I first posted this, oops...)

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