#you can always follow my personal though.

[sttoru]

⠀ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. bragging about your oh-so-perfect boyfriend to your friends certainly has its (welcomed) consequences. . .

tags. older bf!gojo satoru x female reader. fluff & smut. p in v -> unprotected. missionary. sweet but also nasty and condescending. creampie. body worship. size difference / - kink. nicknames ‘(little) princess, baby’. name calling once. not proof read bcs im sleepy. wc. 2k+

“right! he’s so thoughtful,” you sigh dreamily as you chat with your friends over the phone. you’re laying on satoru’s bed, kicking your feet up while you remove your make-up. of course, you had to call your girls to tell them all about the little date you just had with your boyfriend.

satoru’s in the shower, so you’re taking the time to relive the experience.

“here she goes again y’all,” one of your friends sighs dramatically, to which the others follow with giggles of their own. they know that you can go on and on about your partner. they’ve heard all of it before.

you grin and roll your eyes, rubbing the cleansing wipe over your lips, removing the light pink gloss you had on. you’re all giddy as you recall what satoru has done and given to you this evening. you’ve been pampered—spoiled rotten.

“hey! don’t blame me,” you retort with a chuckle. your friends laugh and urge you to go on since they’re only joking. the stories you tell are always either adorable or heartwarming, and thus they’re happy to listen. plus, debriefing you on your love life is free entertainment.

it’s not unusual for you to stray from the main story. you ramble about the restaurant you’ve visited, the pretty green scenery you’ve walked past, the museum you’ve visited, the way satoru paid for everything and how he made sure to pick activities you’re interested.

you get an occasional ‘aww’ or ‘cuteee’ when you mention your boyfriend’s loving gestures. from the enormous bouquet of flowers he’s gotten you, to the fact that he carried you back into his apartment the moment you told him your feet were hurting.

walking in heels wasn’t the smart move you thought it was, though luckily you had a thoughtful lover by your side.

“he’s just so handsome ‘n stuff. god—“ you squeal, not even bothering to dampen your excitement. you hide your face behind your hands for a split second, gaining a few fan girling squeaks from your friends as well. they’re happy that you’re being treated like deserved.

you don’t hear the door of the bedroom open since you’re too busy gushing about satoru. you’re focused on your small pocket mirror, careful not to forget a spot on your face. you notice that your friends have gone quiet, but you don’t question it.

“his gentle personality is honestly such a turn-on,” you mumble as you rub off the concealer from under your eyes, “and his subtle yet possessive touches? phew, don’t get me started.” you continue to babble on about how hot satoru is when he gets mad, unable to point out a flaw.

you’re about to comment on your friends’ sudden silence when a hand lands on your shoulder. you freeze and finally make eye contact with no one other than satoru—hovering over you from behind. he’s smiling down at you and mumbles a quick, ‘hey, baby’, before kissing your forehead.

you try to explain the situation, yet have no idea where to start. you can hear a friend of yours snickering and another faintly whisper an ‘oh, girl. . .’

before you have the ability to get another word out, satoru cuts you off, waving at your front camera for a second. his smile reaches his eyes and his dimples show;

“hey ladies, mind if i steal my girl from you?” satoru asks as he puts an arm around you. he places his cheek against yours, awaiting an answer. your friends are left speechless at the sudden turn of events.

the white-haired man appears extremely good on screen. he’s basically blessing them with his handsome looks. the towel hanging over his head indicates that he just came out of a fresh shower. there’s a visible vein running down his neck—nearly bulging out of the skin—as if satoru’s holding himself back.

once your friends snap out of their daze, they greet satoru and nod, exchanging quick ‘see you later’s. your boyfriend thanks them with another one of his charming smiles. he waves at the camera again, “bye bye, thank you.”

the call ends and the bedroom falls quiet. you stare at your screen which fades to black, completely dumbfounded. you quickly sit up—your mind a chaotic mess full of thoughts.

“satoru, i uhm, i didn’t know—“ you attempt to form an explanation, though you realise that it’s likely futile. satoru’s probably heard every word that left your mouth. you look up at him, your voice a quiet whisper, “how much did you hear?”

the sorcerer grins. he’s so enamored with you; everything you do is adorable. he grabs your hands and holds then into his larger ones—thumbs gently rubbing your skin. he pulls them up to his lips so he could place chaste kisses on your knuckles.

“everything, princess,” satoru hums, rotating your hands to place kisses on the inside of your wrists. there’s a subtle blush on his cheeks that even reaches his ears. no matter how calm and collected he may seem, he’s still but a complete sucker to your love, “talking about me to your little friends, hm? how cute.”

a shiver runs down your spine. you feel your tummy turn as you’re slowly guided onto your back. multiple kisses cover your body—from head to toe—like a canvas getting painted on. satoru’s taking his sweet time, admiring the art that’s your physique.

every piece of clothing that comes off is a step closer to the grande revelation. the masterpiece that is you. moving from one empty spot - filling it with his kisses - to another. sighs of content leave your lover’s mouth with each reveal, as if he hasn’t seen the sight of your naked body before.

“does this turn you on, baby? my ‘subtle touches’?” satoru mutters against your breasts, remembering your earlier words. his blue eyes stare up at you through his white lashes. not wearing his blindfold may overstimulate him due to his abilities, but he’ll risk anything if it’s to admire you the best he can.

he chuckles when you nod. your boyfriend kisses your hard nipples—taking his time to swirl his tongue around both of them just to feel your back arch off the mattress. your hands holding onto him for life is extremely thrilling. “it turns me on too,” satoru confesses quietly. his slender fingers reach the hem of your panties, “you turn me on so fuckin’ much.”

your breath hitches when your underwear gets tossed somewhere across the room. you’re dripping, obviously. there’s no way you couldn’t get turned on by the way satoru’s been worshipping your entire being.

you can also see the effect you have on him; he’s sweating. the vein on his neck seems to grow more visible when your cunt is revealed to him.

“there she is,” satoru grins in satisfaction. he seems to be in a daze for a second before he regains composure. he looks at you for a quick check, needing to know if he has your consent before he continues. the moment you nod, your lover separates your legs.

you sniff and try to hide your embarrassed expression behind a hand. satoru’s quick to pin your wrist above your head so you wouldn’t have the chance to do any of that. “keep your eyes on me, yeah?” he leans in to place a swift kiss on your lips.

“mhm,” you nod after returning the peck. the white-haired man utters a small ‘thank you’ and undoes his sweatpants with his free hand. he fumbles with his boxers—unable to keep himself from trembling in pleasure from the view alone.

your small body underneath him is a sight he’ll never get tired of. that face of yours morphing into one of pleasure whenever you’re intimate is one of his favorite things to witness. thus why the missionary is his go to position.

“c’mon,” satoru kisses your cheek as he manages to pull his erected cock out of his underwear. it’s standing tall, the tip pointing right at the place it wants to be buried at—your wet, warm and inviting pussy, “you were so loud when talking with y’r friends ‘n now you’ve gone quiet on me.”

satoru pouts, “it’s not fair. i wanna hear my princess too.”

you almost choke on your spit because of how whiny yet demanding satoru sounds. you feel his fingers intertwine with yours, firmly holding your hand down above your head. you’re still flustered by the entire situation. you open your mouth as tears gather in your eyes, “i’m sorry, i’m jus— ngh!”

you can’t even get your words out. the lewd feeling of satoru rubbing his tip between your folds completely catches you off guard. he grins, as if he planned on doing that the moment you tried to speak. he’s such a tease.

“shh, shh, i know,” satoru coos mockingly, acting like he’s not doing it on purpose. you can’t blame the man; he’s been rock hard ever since he heard you praise him so openly through the phone. your lovely voice speaking so highly of him was driving him nuts.

you’re so appreciative for all he’s doing and it makes the sorcerer want to spoil you even more. to give you the love and affection you deserve because of how precious you are—even if you don’t realise it.

he wants to give you more. more, more, more.

without thinking, satoru pushes his cock right through your tight cunt. he shudders at the sight of your poor, small pussy struggling to take his fat dick. he can’t hurt you, he knows. especially with the amount of times the bulbous head of his cock nearly bruised your cervix.

though, it’s difficult not to go all out. you’re so accepting of everything he does—satoru can see that by the way your eyes stare at him. it’s all love. the light reflecting in your pupils makes them sparkle beautifully. he cusses under his breath, “y’re so pretty, baby. fuck, fuck, fuck. y’re making it so hard.”

satoru tries his best not to plunge his cock all the way to the hilt. he reaches halfway with each thrust, the thwacking sound increasing by the second. your legs automatically wrap around his waist and your fingers squeeze his.

“toruuu, fmhh, so big,” you babble, the drool forming in the corners of your lips threatening to drip down your chin. each soft yet firm thrust seems to resonate within you, evoking a sense of pleasurable contentment.

satoru lets out a haughty chuckle at the sight of you going cockdrunk already. he’s still trying to hold his urges back by focusing on your satisfaction alone. “i’ll give you something else to brag ‘bout to y’r friends,” he pants with a confident smirk, kissing your jawline as he ruts into you,

you’re embarrassed by your current predicament. despite that, you find yourself enjoying every consequence that your actions have caused. your moans echo in satoru’s ears, each slap of your bodies connecting sounding twice as loud.

his thick cock is stretching you out so well. your cunt is working overtime to make space for every inch. your boyfriend gently bites your bottom lip, his breath faltering when you clench around him in response.

“‘re ya gonna tell them?” satoru asks through a guttural moan. his hips move non-stop, aiming to please you until you lose your mind. he’ll live up to the expectations set no matter what. he kisses the swell of your breasts, “are ya gonna tell ‘em how you let your ‘lovely’ boyfriend fuck you like this? how y’re a complete slut for his cock?”

you don’t know how to react to his dirty talk. it’s getting you wetter, that’s for sure. your thighs shake around his waist and your tummy feels like it’s doing flips. satoru doesn’t leave it there, “gonna tell them about how good i fill you up, yeah? dirty little girl telling all her friends about our private life, tsk tsk.”

it’s overwhelming. the sudden increase in dirty talk makes you want to cum on spot. you feel like you’re being degraded, however satoru’s touches make you feel appreciated and loved. his hand holding yours above your head never leaves you—a sign that this is still him making love to you.

“am—am not gonna,” you hiccup. the words simply roll of your tongue without much thought. you’re mindlessly responding to your lover. “am not gonna tell them anything,” you continue before cutting yourself off with a string of whiny moans when satoru plays with your clit.

satoru shakes his head, increasing the pressure and speed in which he’s pumping into you. he loves the view of you being so helpless—succumbing to the pleasure he’s granting you. “sureeee, i believe you,” your boyfriend snickers and pushes his pulsing cock in further. his tone is soft but condescending, “i’ll trust my little princess to keep her mouth shut f’me.”

you’re getting so close. your nails dig into his skin and your noises get louder. you’re right on the edge of euphoria. the clit stimulation along with the feeling of being filled to the brim is enough to make you see stars.

satoru nods at your desperate whimpers that alarm him that you’re close to climax. “i got you, baby. cum f’me—i got you,” he places sloppy kisses all over your face and rams his cock in and out of you in a stronger rhythm. there’s nothing satoru wants to do in this world more than to flood your insides with his cum.

his cock doesn’t stop prodding at your sweet spots and it’s making you approach that peak; the peak of pleasure that’s going to push you over the edge. you hold tightly onto your lover and he doesn’t hesitate to return the embrace. “it’s okay, do it f’me,” satoru encourages you once again through a husky whisper.

you’re thankful that you have such an attentive partner. he can go from teasing you to comforting you and it’s the most reassuring thing ever. you’ve never had a man hold you so intimately while he’s balls deep into you.

“g’nna cum,” a strangled moan leaves your throat when you try to speak. your chests are pressed together and your heartbeats match—like the perfect pair you are. satoru feels his balls clench with an aching feeling, needing to release every last drop they have stored into your tiny cunt.

just thinking about the way you were bragging about him again, is enough. “take it—fuuuckk—take it all, baby,” the white-haired man takes a deep breath in and can’t help but bury his entire dick inside of you, that one last thrust making you yelp.

you reach your climaxes at the exact same time. your fluids mix as you feel satoru’s thick spurts of cum coat your insides a sticky white. your body spasms and your boyfriend instantly soothes you by rubbing your back. his own legs are trembling a little, but you’re far more important.

you don’t utter a word and simply focus on regaining your energy. all that you can say are incoherent babbles. “easy,” satoru kisses the corners of your eyes and relishes in the fact that he’s fucked you full of his cum. it’s a reminder of just how much he loves you.

a few encouraging words and hugs later and you’ve calmed down. you don’t fully grasp the reality of the situation until the adrenaline and other hormones drop down to a normal level.

you’re suddenly reminded by your previous words and this time, you succeed in hiding your face into the crook of satoru’s neck.

it’s certain that he’s greatly enjoyed overhearing you talk about him to your friends, but it’s still a somewhat embarrassing memory you wish to forget. “not a word, please. j-jus act like you haven’t heard anything,” you mumble quietly now that you’ve come down from your high.

satoru laughs softly. he can’t help but tease you after that—it’s a given. you’re still so caught up on what happened and it’s endearing.

however, satoru wouldn’t be him if he didn’t tease you about your little comments. without pulling out, he tilts his head back and stares down at you with a faint grin, “do i have to act like i haven’t fucked you silly just now too?”

“satoru!”

#sttoru writes. #jjk smut #jjk x reader #gojo smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #gojo x you #gojo x y/n

[girlokwhatever]

PLEASE 🙏 paige x reader where they are in a situationship and reader is jealous

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paige bueckers x fem!reader

yeah, you definitely hated her. you didn’t know her, but you fucking hated her.

you sat across the table from paige, secretly stealing glances of her and some other girl you had never met before in your life. you can’t even recall anyone mentioning her before tonight, but apparently she was close enough friends with aubrey to be invited to her birthday dinner.

you didn’t like her at all. her jokes always missed and killed the vibe, she said random out-of-pocket things every five seconds, and she had this insanely high-pitched laugh. or maybe you didn’t like her because of the way she was touching paige’s arm.

either way, she was running your last nerve thin.

you had arrived to the restaurant with paige, your held hands being separated once you walked inside. you and paige had something going on and most of your friends knew, poking fun and teasing you every now and then. you both wanted to take it slow since both of your schedules were busy, but you definitely wouldn’t say either of you were single.

she was your situation.

you wanted to sit next to her at the table but the plans had quickly changed when this girl insisted on sitting there. you had been halfway into the seat when her hand landed firmly on your shoulder, shaking to get your attention.

that was the moment that started it you think. that and the flirtatious touches. you thought it was so obvious what she was trying to do, but apparently paige didn’t pick up any of the cues.

it was embarrassing for you and her. here you were with all your friends on aubrey’s birthday night, watching as another girl practically groped paige six feet into her seat. the worst part was paige never did or said anything along the lines of ‘stop.’

you have the thought that it should definitely be you sitting next to paige right now. it could’ve been you and it should’ve been you. she may not be your girlfriend, but she is your something. you wish you could hold her hand under the table instead of having to watch the insufferable sight of another girl touching her.

“is this your natural hair? it’s really pretty.”

your eye twitched watching the scene unfold, eyes tracking the girl’s finger as it twirled around a strand of paige’s hair.

“nah, not the color. the waves are all mine though,”

paige smiles, flicking her hair over her shoulder. the girl laughs again, the high-pitched squeal ringing in your ear. the crazy thing is, nothing paige said was even funny, the reason for the girl’s laughter had flown straight over your head. if she was close enough, you think you might each across the table and drag her to the floor.

her peppy laugh. her wandering and lingering gaze. the unnecessary touches. the-

“can i give you my number? i’d really like to hangout sometime y’know?”

you couldn’t even bear to stay for paige’s answer, excusing yourself from the table. your chair squeaked loudly against the floor, grabbing the attention of anyone who hadn’t already noticed you.

the girl turns to paige, wide-eyed, “is she okay?”

your anger boils over at her remark, wishing for both of your sakes she’d just kept quiet. it was infuriating watching her turn to paige and talk about you, right in front of your own face.

“are you serious-”

“i think she just has to use the bathroom,” paige gives you a look, one that you can only decipher as ‘no.’ “and the bathrooms are that way.”

she points you in a direction, one that you allow yourself to blindly follow. you just needed to get away from that table, too irked by that girl to think straight. you kept telling yourself that she couldn’t ruin the night, aubrey’s big night for that matter.

you’re leaning against the bathroom sink when a knock sounds on the door. it makes you jump out of your thoughts, assuming it’s just some random person needing to take a piss.

“i’ll be out in a second!”

“hey, it’s me.” you’d recognize her voice in a crowd of hundreds, something so distinct about it. you can’t deny it makes your heart flutter knowing she chased after in a sense, showing that she does in fact care.

you unlock the door for her, letting her slip through the frame before sealing it off again. she locks it for you, never even taking her eyes off of you.

“what was that?!”

she’s whisper-shouting, getting closer to you. it shocks you, not expecting that reaction from her. you wished maybe she’d acknowledge what was actually happening at that table for the last half-hour, but of course she can’t.

“seriously? are you serious?”

“yeah i’m serious. you looked like you wanted to rip her head off the whole time.”

you roll your eyes, “oh spare me please. she’s insufferable.”

you don’t even care how much attitude you’re using to rebuttal her, more concerned with the fact that she’s defending the girl. did she know what she was doing? was it all on purpose?

“she’s nice,”

“yeah i’m sure she is.”

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i’m sure it is nice when she touches you like that.”

she blinks. once, twice, three times before speaking. she gets a smug grin on her face like it’s funny or something, watching the way your forehead creases from being downturned so long. she feels bad really, but it’s still amusing to see you like this.

“oh, that’s what this is about.”

“what- i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“you’re jealous.”

her hands find your waist, tugging you into her chest. after rolling your eyes into tomorrow you decide it’s not worth it to fight about it and she’s right anyway. you succumb to her affection, matching it equally when you wrap your arms around her stomach.

“can’t believe you’re jealous. it’s kinda hot.”

“whatever. still her to stop eye-fucking you in the middle of the restaurant. it’s nasty.”

paige admires your honestly, realizing how strongly you both feel even though it’s nothing more than a situationship. she wants to ask you ask but figures a restaurant family bathroom probably isn’t the best place.

“maybe i should be the one jealous. you’ve been so focused on her talking to me you didn’t realize i’ve been looking at you the whole time.”

you’re silent, head resting against her chest to hide embarrassment. the affect she has on you is insane and you both know that, a simple fact paige takes advantage of frequently. she feels your arms tighten around her and in response shifts your hips closer to her own. she never feels like you’re close enough.

she kisses the top of your head as you shift together in unison. she wishes she was brave enough to ask you out. it’s not like you’re going to say no.

as her own version of reassurance, paige pulls you into a kiss and waits until she feels you kissing back. it’s slow and sensual, both of you taking time to relish in the moment, as confusing as it may be.

“yeah whatever. i’m going back to eat my dinner. but next time she touches you in flipping my shit if you don’t say something.”

“what am i supposed to say then, hm?”

“that you have a girlfriend.”

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here’s this short lil fic because i felt bad for depriving yall 😔

but i love you guys and hope you enjoy 🤭🤭🤭

I HAVE NOT YET SPELL CHECKED!!!

also i’m so sorry for slacking on the requests you guys (this is an older one) i’m gonna try to work on some tomorrow!! (emily content 🤭)

#paige bueckers #paige buckets #uconn wbb #paige bueckers smut #paige bueckers x reader #uconn huskies #uconn women’s basketball #rea’s moots 😘 #paige bueckers imagine #wlw slay #wlw yearning #lesbian #lgbtq #lgbtqia #rea loves em #emily engstler i love you

[sainns]

pining ㅤ ⊹ ㅤ all of enha

gnreader ㅤ୨୧ㅤ 𝓒ontent . . .ㅤ friend!enhypen, pre relationship, this is a revamped post from when i first started my account, sunoo's the craziest one here for sure, a singular death joke, not proofread so pls ignore typosㅤ──ㅤ 817 ( 🗒 )

lee heeseung refuses to let you carry anything. he’s made it a habit of grabbing anything that you’re holding and carrying it himself. whether it be shopping bags, your purse, a stuffed animal that he won for you, or groceries, he will be carrying it all. sure, it may be a little hard carrying 15 different bags of groceries up to your apartment but he doesn't mind. even as you complain, saying that you feel bad that he has to carry everything when you can help, he'll just laugh you off, asking you to let him do this for you. you do a lot for him (unbeknownst to you) and this is the least he can do.

park jongseong asks for your opinion on almost everything he does. he'll ask you if he should buy this shirt or that one, watch looks better, what he should eat. it’s like he lost all ability make choices for himself after he gained feelings for you, only trusting your opinion. maybe it's because he wants to have things that you like, who knows. what everyone does know is that the contanst buzzing coming from your phone? jay. he's most definitely texting you about whatever it is he feigns needing help choosing, but he can't help it if your opinion is the only one that matters to him.

sim jaeyun loves to go shopping with you; he literally begs to be able go even if you tell him that you're just going to window shop. not to mention the fact that he is so serious about shopping; he’ll put his phone on do not disturb, giving you his full attention. when you ask him was store he wants to go to he'll shake his head, claming that this trip is for you and if he reall needs something then he can go on his own time. he always ends up buying your stuff for you, waving you off as he gives the cashier his money.

park sunghoon calls you every single night just so that he can fall asleep to your voice. in the beginning he asks you about your day, listening intently and asking follow up questions. he wants to hear your voice for as long as possible, especially when he went the whole day without talking to you. when you ask about his day, though, he gives you the most basic answer possible and moves the conversation back to you. and every morning, without fail, he claims that he didn't mean to fall asleep but your voice is way too soothing for your own good. you figure that he's not telling the full truth after you hear him say goodnight and he doesn't hang up the phone.

kim seonwoo takes more pictures of you than he does of himself. you swear when you caught a glipse of his gallery you saw an album named 'yn' that featured over seven thousand photos of you. which yes, you saw correctly, he has a very full folder full of pictutes of you. most of them aren't even good but he would rather die than delete the ten, nearly identical, photos of you laughing or the blurry video he got while you were ugly crying because of some movie. he also uses them to tease you—laughing when you tell him to delete it. yeah.. he's almost all out of storage, at this point he's going to buy a burner phone just for photos of you.

yang jungwon loves to texts you updates about his day. if you think jay texts you a lot, oh man, jungwon beats him by twenty miles. he'll tell you his plans who they're with, what he's planning on eating, the cute cat family he saw on the street (pictures included). this man tells you everything, every thought he has it feels like. honestly, he only bothers going out so that he has an excuse to text you, it makes him smile brightly at his phone when he sees your responses. when you start sending him updates about your day? he gets so happy, it's his favorite part of the day to hear from you now, nothing else could ever compare.

nishimura riki does not know what personal space is. he's always touching you in some way, even if it's subtle, like your shoulders pressing together when you're sitting on the couch, watching a movie. when you walk somewhere together, you have to push him away multiple times because he's practically on top of you with how close he is. when you're hanging out with friends, he tends to wrao an arm around your shoulder or lean his head against yours. your friends tease him for it, saying that he's practically apart of you now. he glares at them playfully, gripping your hand in his as he pulls you away (he just really wants to be alone with you).

#ㅤ⠀ ૮꒰ ˊᗜˋ ꒱ა ♡ ㅤ⠀ #enhypen x reader #enhypen x you #enhypen x y/n #enhypen fluff #enhypen headcanons #enha headcanons #enha x reader #enha x you #enha fluff #enhypen imagines #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jake x reader #sunghoon x reader #sunoo x reader #jungwon x reader #niki x reader #riki x reader

[brainrot-of-a-thot]

embrace.

or, how they hug you, featuring: jo togame (my love), hajime umemiya, sakura haruka, suo hayato, nirei akihiko

c/w: none, just loads of fluff (and like super duper minor angst), afab!reader (with allusions to reader being on the smaller side)

a/n: I really wanna be hugged by the windbreaker boys T_T

like you’re the first and last person he’s ever hugged.

jo togame isn’t impartial to what position he holds you in, so long as he’s holding you. he wants to smush you in as close as possible to his body, and his embrace is always sturdy to the point that sometimes it feels as though you won’t be able to ever escape it — not that you’d want to.

togame is warm, and firm, smells amazing, and when wraps his arms around you, the entire world simply melts away, and you’re left with the sensation that you’re his one and only — it leaves you with a warm, fluttery feeling in your chest, and though he doesn’t ever say a word when he pulls you in, you hear his every sentiment loud and clear.

it’s only you — and it’ll always be you.

like he’s trying to absorb you into himself.

hajime umemiya is shamelessly impartial to hugs in which he can completely dwarf your body with his own. it’s not uncommon for the large man to sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, nearly knocking the air from your lungs when he pulls you against his chest to completely engulf you. umemiya likes to bury his face into either your shoulder or the crook of your neck — he’s so tall that when he does so, he covers your body entirely with his own.

he likes the feel of you, so small and delicate, wrapped up in his arms, securely placed within the protection of his body. he smothers you when he hugs you, as if your bodies aren’t two completely separate entities, but you can’t really complain.

after all, you feel so safe in his arms.

like he thinks you’re going to disappear.

sakura haruka embraces you with trembling arms and a reverent hold; your body is so warm and pliant against his, filling his entire being with feelings that he never even knew he possessed, and when he hugs you, you can tell he feels as though you’re going to vanish.

because his hold is a mixture of delicate and firm, some moments it feels as if he’s trying to refrain from gripping you too hard — as if he feels that doing so would solidify that you’re actually there, and then it would hurt all the more when you vanish; and other moments, he quite literally squeezes the breath out of you, as if he thinks that the only way you won’t vanish is by holding you tight with all of his strength.

sakura’s hugs are bipolar at best, but no matter the strength behind his embrace, his feelings for you are still so brazenly displayed within.

like a devout follower.

suo hayato rarely initiates hugs; instead, he allows you to do that — and then, he will reciprocate your hold tenfold.

with his endless (and surprising) understanding of human emotion, he refrains from pulling you into an embrace simply because he doesn’t know from time to time what embrace you need at that moment.

so, if you hug suo with a tight grip and bury your face in his chest, he will wrap one arm around your waist and bring his free hand up to slide through the locks at the back of your head and use that leverage to press you further into him. you need him to be a rock in this moment, to hold you until whatever you’re feeling simply melts away — and he’s yours to do so with.

on the other side of the coin, if your embrace is lazy and easygoing, one that simply says ‘I just want to hug you’, he will relax his body and wrap his arms around you — a hold that is loose yet firm enough that his message rings loud and clear: ‘I want to hug you, too.’

and on the occasion that you do need his embrace, but there is something inhibiting you from initiating it, suo will do it himself; and, somehow, he innately knows how you need to be held in each and every instance.

like a best friend.

nirei akihiko’s hugs are always warm and familiar; he embraces you as if he’s done it all his life, and in every other life before this one.

it’s as if he simply knows exactly how to hold you, where to place his hands so that it’s comfortable on you. his presence isn’t smothering but it isn’t nonexistent either, just a comforting sort of softness that eases you.

nirei isn’t strong in the ways that suo or sakura are, but his embrace still makes you feel so safe, in more than just a physical sense — you feel as if your heart and soul are safe with this man, that he will never do anything that would break them. and he won’t — because nirei loves you, and nothing says that louder than his hugs.

#wind breaker #wind breaker x reader #windbreaker #windbreaker x reader #hajime umemiya x reader #haruka sakura x reader #nirei akihiko x reader #hayato suo x reader #jo togame x reader

[tteokdoroki]

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an alternative to grief; katsuki bakugou.

tags ! pro hero!bakugou, nurse!reader, strangers to lovers, dating after loss, children, therapy, grief, hurt comfort, fluff, angst, smut + part one of three.

with the sudden death of your husband, you find yourself alone with a son, angry at the world and in the corner of a therapy group specifically for grieving spouses of pro heroes. it isn’t until you lock eyes with a familiar, formidable red that you come to realise… there is happiness after death and alternatives to grief.

current word count: 5,991/10,000+

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my doll; eijirou kirishima.

tags ! pro hero!au, soft dom!kirishima, dumbification, dollification, smut + dark content.

eijirou kirishima was born with an innate desire to protect, to give, to dominate and perhaps that is why he slowly begins to take over your life, treating you as though you’re some dainty little doll…belonging only to him.

current word count: 2,647/3,500

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something i thought belonged to me; izuku midoriya.

tags ! pro hero!au, college!au, strangers to friends to lovers, coming of age, misunderstandings, fluff, angst + smut.

after abandoning your dream school to start anew and get away from your shitty ex, you adopt a stray l cat to cope with your lonesome…only to find out the pro hero exchange student next door has had the exact same idea.

current word count: 134/15,000+

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swingsets; yuuji itadori.

tags ! college!au, small town!au, summer romance, coming of age, first loves, self discovery, misunderstandings, fluff, angst + smut, part one of many.

everyone always says you’ve got your whole life ahead of you. but life moves quick and yuuji itadori has only one year left of his degree to figure out what it is that he wants. making it big in the big city of tokyo isn’t all what it’s cut out to be, so he decides to return to his roots, and indirectly, return to you. OR a jjk small town!au where each sorry connects to another. this is the story of yuuji itadori, reconnecting with his first love.

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[utilitycaster]

no d20 spoilers here since i know you know the gist of the drama but the fact that both kipperlilly (and the ratgrinders as a whole) and laudna are sending the their respective fandoms into meltdowns is FASCINATING to me!!! Especially happening at roughly the same time

I am now officially caught up and. not to brag but, called it re: the Rat Grinders, huh, except it's even more stupid. Like. The "but they're literally minors?" argument sort of falls apart given that they're the same age as the Bad Kids, and are actively trying to kill them, the "but redemption" argument doesn't mean shit since at no point did they make any forays towards redemption and indeed sicced a bunch of dragons on the Bad Kids, and so we're left with nothing but an impotent desire to not have a sick-ass battle in the finale of a D20 Campaign. And, perhaps, an uncomfortable realization that they are not unlike the Rat Grinders and the narrative said "lmao yeah you suck".

Laudna's shit? not that different actually. Like there's a lot of reasons why the arguments defending her are bullshit but the biggest one is that the "Laudna has never done anything wrong ever in her life and Imogen is her tether" crowd have painted themselves into a delightfully tiny little corner and they can't hide it anymore. Like, okay, so, is Laudna in control of her actions? Because if so she just attacked Orym in the middle of the night. Is she not? Because if so why hasn't she made the efforts that Chetney and FCG and Imogen (at least sometimes) did to address that? If the issue is trauma why is hers more valid than that of others? If it's abuse tell me how you feel about Caleb, Fjord, Beau, and Percy? Why is Orym shutting down the conversation when he says the Vanguard killed his family but Laudna's not doing the same when she tells Ashton not to speak to her of loneliness and Chetney not to speak to her of loss when she doesn't have a monopoly on either?

Why is it Bells Hells' job to endlessly accomodate Laudna and why are so many people suddenly talking about Bells Hells as an abstract 7-headed entity that didn't deal with Laudna's problems when those same people (if they were around at the time of the gnarlrock airing, and many of them weren't) were like "NO THEY SHOULD MAKE UP AS FAST AS POSSIBLE AND IMOGEN IS A BITCH BECAUSE LAUDNA DIDN'T MEAN IT." Why wasn't it an issue for them when Laudna's ranting about her time in Issylra and how hard it was got shut down by Imogen kissing her because that's why it didn't stay in the spotlight. Why wasn't it an issue for them when Imogen said "if you need her, that's my answer"? Why is it Orym or "Bells Hells" in the abstract who never spent time on Laudna's trauma after months if not years of throwing a fit any time someone (often me) (not always though) pointed out how much Imogen and Laudna were shoving under the rug and not dealing with? What does it say that you can't even expect Laudna's partner to be the one supporting her through this- it has to be Orym? Why doesn't Laudna have any responsibility here? At minimum she could have spoken up about the sword at at least two if not three junctures and she didn't.

There's a lot of things I hold in contempt, and after the obvious things like bigotry, two I really detest are hypocrisy and dereliction of responsibility. It's been extremely telling with both the D20 and CR discourse that people do not like seeing the story and the fandom say "hey actually you need to take responsibility for your actions, you only get redemption if you work for it, and if you leave a room hoping someone will follow you without saying that's what you want? Don't be surprised if no one does." The reason everyone was preparing to stop Laudna was because she was, in every action and decision, showing herself to be a person in need of being stopped. Can you describe this perfect balance of gentleness in which she's never pushed too hard but she does talk about her trauma and work through it and in doing so leaves Delilah? Have you demanded any other member of Bells Hells be granted that same gentleness and patience and kindness or do you think Orym should get over his grief because it's inconvenient to your arguments.

Just as the Rat Grinders show the narrative saying "being an entitled, resentful, jealous person who hurts others from jealousy makes you an easy tool to be manipulated into cruelty and you need to deal with that," I think Laudna shows the narrative (and certainly the fandom) saying "you do have an obligation to deal with your trauma, especially if it causes you to hurt others, and you can ask for help but you can't just sit on your ass waiting for someone else to initiate the process for you" as well as "if you do hurt people because of your trauma they may be angry with you, this may shape how they see you, and they are justified in that because you hurt them" and I think people in both fandoms hate being told that because I think a lot of the people sparking the discourse really do think that you can shield yourself from criticism over your hurtful actions by claiming trauma or neurodivergence or mental illness or whatever and it's like, no, you do still suck, you just also had sucky things happen to you as well.

#answered #Anonymous #cr spoilers #fhjy spoilers

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

get friendshipped, idiots

Vaggie: “Alright, form up. We stick close, stick together, we get out of here as fast as we can.”

Husk: “No shit.”

Angel Dust: “Aye aye captain Vagatha!” (pulls face) “Ugh…. new guy’s barely even moved in an’ he’s already slitherin’ ‘round my head...”

Husk: “Heh.”

Angel Dust: “Slitherin’ like a hot tongue ‘round a big hard-”

Vaggie: “Wrong side morons. Get on my left.”

Husk: “You can’t see shit on your left.”

Vaggie: “Wow really. Had no idea.”

Husk: “Why the fuck put us there? I don’t want you fucking accidentally stabbing me with that fucking spear of yours.”

Vaggie: “I won’t.”

Angel Dust: “Seeing us hot dudes really that hard on your EYE, huh?”

Vaggie: “Not like that’s an issue with you two around.”

Husk: “Seriously then why the fuck. Your girlfriend always stays on your right, so that’s the safest side to be on.”

Angel Dust: “Oh honey Husk, ya know we can’t compare to smokin’ hot demon princess of hell~”

Vaggie: "Just, get on my left.”

Husk: “Tell me fucking why.”

Vaggie: “Because I’m asking nicely?”

Angel Dust: “Could’a asked it nicer, toots. Could’a said ‘please’.”

Vaggie: “Will you two idiots stop wasting time and get on my fucking left side.”

Angel Dust: “Hmmm, lemme think about it.”

Husk: “No.”

Angel Dust: “I’m with Whisky Whiskers on this one. I’m all for things goin’ in me in general- not from you though. Not when they’re pointy. Not even if it WAS a dick, honestly. Not even if it had batteries an-”

Vaggie: “Alright I get it. I don't need to get your preferred dildo size."

Angel Dust: "How 'bout the brand~?"

Vaggie: "Cállate. Charlie give me patience….”

Husk: “Don’t you mean give me fucking strength?”

Vaggie: “If my demon hell princess girlfriend gave me strength you’d both be dead.”

Angel Dust: “Ya prayin’ to her was so cute I’m gonna ignore that.”

Vaggie: “Look-”

Angel Dust: “Us lookin’ isn’t the worryin’ thing here, Vag-EYE.”

Husk: “Uragh.”

Angel Dust: “Yeah I didn’t think that one through… So toots? Ya gonna admit you don’t mind if we get shived while ya not looking?”

Vaggie: “Not wanting that is WHY I need you on my LEFT, assholes!”

Angel Dust: “Oh Puh-leeease…”

Vaggie: “Shut up.”

Husk: “Wait-”

Angel Dust: “Charlie’s not here, ya don’t have t’ pretend you care-”

Husk: “Wait a fucking second-”

Vaggie: “NO. No more waiting. We’ve wasted that second, thanks to you two. Now shut UP, form up- and get in my fucking blind spot so I can keep my good eye out for your dumb, stupid, undisciplined asses!” (growling) “Ay demonio mio… deja de estar chingando…” (yelling again) “Fall in and don’t fall behind!” (marches off)

Husk: “….”

Angel Dust: “Well fuck that. She don’t got my soul in chains. I ain’t-”

Husk: “She wants us to watch her back.”

Angel Dust: “-whHAt?”

Husk: “You fucking heard me.” (following vaggie) “Come on.”

Angel Dust: (catching up) “You’re kiddin’. She’d sooner get help from a rabid-”

Husk: “She trusts us on her shitty blind side and doesn’t want anything getting the jump on us if she can help it. You heard that, yeah?”

Angel Dust: “…. she could’a just said so.”

Husk: “Like how you always say what you fucking mean?”

Angel Dust: “Sure as sugared tits, Huskers~” (sighs) “Whatever. Charlie Puff’d kill us if anything happens to her anyway.”

Husk: “She wouldn’t. You’d still feel like shit about it.”

Angel Dust: “Whatever.”

-after-

Charlie: “What. Happened.”

Vaggie: (sitting on couch face in hands, eye covered)

Husk: (hunched over, paws over ears)

Angel Dust: (hiding his grin with all four hands)

Charlie: “Guys.” (deep breath) “I’m gonna ask again- You’re covered in blood- which ISN’T yours? Right Vaggie? Definitely not..?”

Vaggie: (nods despondently without looking up)

Charlie: “Okay.” (breathes out) “Okay, we can work with this. But. WHAT. Happened.”

Them: “….”

Charlie: "No?"

Them: "....."

Charlie: "No one is getting off this couch until I hear what happened."

Angel Dust: "Keep sayin' stuff like THAT an' I know one person who'll for SURE be gettin' off-"

Vaggie: (GROANS)

Angel Dust: "See?! SEE!!! She ain't even denying it!"

Husk: "She's planning your funeral."

Angel Dust: "Oh she's plannin' something alright."

Charlie: "If we could not change the subject, please?"

Them: "...."

Charlie: “... Angel Dust. Since you have so much to say, would you mind?”

Angel Dust: (grinning) (grinning)

Angel Dust: “…..it was fucking adorable.”

Husk & Vaggie: (scrunch down)

Charlie: “The BUCKETS OF BLOOD was adorable?”

Angel Dust: “Naw, the-”

Vaggie: "Put a cock in it."

Husk: "You fucking swore-"

Angel Dust: (stretching out across the couch across the other two) “Oh c’mon gays! This is ME we’re talkin’ about-”

Vaggie: (shoving him off) “Don’t touch me.”

Angel Dust: (draped over husk) “-even for hell, this vow of silence shit is TORTURE!”

Husk: “Your whining in my fucking ear is torture.”

Angel Dust: “I could trying moaning instead, if ya want.”

Husk: (hairball sound)

Charlie: “Vaggie. What vow of silence.”

Vaggie: “… the one… that friends should keep for each other..?”

Angel Dust: “MMMMMMRRRRGHGH.”

Charlie: "Wait. Wait- the what..?"

Husk: "The vow of shut the fuck up Angel Dust."

Angel Dust: "MRRRGHGHGH!!!"

Charlie: “Unholy shit.”

Vaggie: "Charlie I swear on my right eye we're not coving up a murder- n, not one we planned on anyway, not premeditated- it was at most a collateral killing-"

Charlie: “Not that. You called them your."

Charlie: (anime eyes) "... friends…?”

Vaggie: “….”

Vaggie: “If I say ‘yes’ will you not ask any more questions about the blood.”

Charlie: (already tearing up) “Ye-ess.”

Vaggie: “Then yes. These two…” (lowers hand) (GLARES) “…. Stupid, annoying, moronic idiots are my.” (grits teeth) “FrIENdS.”

Charlie: (bursting into tears) “OH VAGGIE-! THAT’S SOOOO-”

Angel Dust: (shrieking) “THEY TRIED TAKIN’ A HIT FOR EACH OTHER!!!”

Demon Charlie: (also shrieking) “-a WHAT!?”

Vaggie: “You…. bastard…”

Husk: “We should have left him there to die.”

Angel Dust: “But ya didn’t~”

Charlie: “WHAT HIT WHERE WHAT DO YOU MEAN HIT WHO TRIED HITTING YOU DID THEY HAVE HEAVENLY STEEL WHAT IF THEY HAD HAD HEAVENLY STEEL- VAGGIE WHAT THE F-”

Angel Dust: “Welp!” (gets up)“My sexy work here is done!”

Charlie: “-WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE OUT GETTING FUCKING GROCERIES! HOW MANY TIMES-”

Vaggie: “You ruined everything, asshole.”

Charlie: “-START SENDING DAZZLE OUT WITH YOU AGAIN HOW DOES THIS KEEP-”

Angel Dust: “Correction- I’m getting YOU ruined later tonight, by HER.”

Charlie: “-WASN’T EVEN THERE TO PROTECT YOU IT HAS TO STOP-”

Angel Dust: “Enjoy the feral possessive demon smex, Vagswag~“

Vaggie: “Husk, kill him.”

Husk: “You really can’t go through a single fucking sincere moment without hiding behind sex and shit, can you?”

Vaggie: “Thank you.”

Charlie: (wrapping self around gf) “-ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE OKAY!? AND YOU, HUSK???”

Angel Dust: “They would both fo’ real rather take a knife in the chest before callin’ each other pals, but yeah, other than that they’re just our average fuck ups.”

Charlie: “A WHAT IN THE WHAT!?!?!?”

Angel Dust: “Don’t worry, Princess Charmin’. They hugged it out. It was adorable.” (grins) “I took pics.” (flounces off)

Vaggie: “…. We might need to actually kill him now.”

Husk: “Damn.”

Charlie: (slowly stands)

Charlie: “H u g g i n g . . . ?”

Vaggie & Husk: “Shit.”

Charlie: (beaming) (Looming) “Show me… The HUG..:”

Vaggie: “…..”

Vaggie: “husk quick stab me”

Husk: “fuck no I don’t want to fucking die”

Vaggie: “it’s that or hug!”

Husk: “….stab me instead.”

Charlie: (singing) “The only things getting stabbed around here~! Are all my feeeeeeeeeeels~!”

Charlie: “Oh look Angel Dust sent me the pictures!!!!”

Husk: “We’re killing him.”

Charlie: “Oooooh these would look GREAT on the hotel web site!”

Vaggie: (horror) “Charlie don’t-“

Charlie: “It can be our new FRIENDSHIP banner image!!”

Husk: (bristling) “My fucking reputation-!”

Charlie: “Annnnd done. Perfect! You two look so CUTE, jumping into each other arms like that.”

Vaggie & Husk: (clinging to each other) “NOOOOOO!!”

Charlie: “Exactly! Awww~”

-late night group chat-

charliesgirl: i hate u

AnnoDickus: Congrats toots <3 felt this whole junk heap shake from that last one <3 <3 <3

charliesgirl: fuck u

charliesgirl: do u want a bath waiting in ur room aftr work

AnnoDickus: unholy shit! was it THAT good????

charliesgirl: u were stiff af running for ur life

charliesgirl: do u even stretch

AnnoDickus: Depends~

FourLettersFluffye: do not fucking ask on what.

AnnoDickus: Dicks mostly <3

AnnoDickus: Store bought is great too btw <3 <3 <3

FourLettersFluffye: answer her fucking question.

charliesgirl: my brain needs a bath aftr every talk with u 2 i stc

AnnoDickus: XD "stc"??

charliesgirl: swer 2 charlie

charliesgirl: evry 1 else can go fuck themself

AnnoDickus: XD XD XD you are SO lesbian for her it's painful XD

FourLettersFluffye: shithead.

FourLettersFLuffy: answer her.

AnnoDickus: Yes pleeeeeeease have a hot bath waiting for me to get wet in aaaaaaaall over again~ after a hot day being wet at work~~~

charliesgirl: bubbles y/n

AnnoDickus: What the fuck kinda bath you having that's got no bubbles?????

charliesgirl: i shower y/n

AnnoDickus: Now that's just SAD

charliesgirl: bubbles roger

charliesgirl: gg

AnnoDickus: To get fucked in the shower~?

charliesgirl: gf cuddles asshol

AnnoDickus: Bet you'd be getting it again if you took /baths/ ;D

charliesgirl: charlie cuddles > sex

charliesgirl: gn

<charliesgirl> has fucked off

AnnoDickus: And with that last bit of bullshit at long last the lesbian was defeated

FourLettersFluffye: she cares. maybe fucking answer that.

AnnoDickus: Excuse you?? i did!!!! i said bubbles!!!!!!

FourLettersFluffye: no you fucking didn't.

AnnoDickus: How is cuddling better than sex anyway. Do ppl cum while cuddling? fuk no you don't!!! more of her <3 bullshit <3

FourLettersFluffye: you're so full of it.

AnnoDickus: could be so full of you instead Mr Husky~

FourLettersFluffye: go the fuck to sleep.

<FourLettersFluffye> has fucked off

AnnoDickus: IM not the one with my secret hug pics posted all over the hotel front page

AnnoDickus: Pussies!!!!

<charliesgirl> is turned on

charliesgirl: hav u thot about being real w/ him for 1 sec

AnnoDickus: THOT LMAO

charliesgirl: guevón

charliesgirl: u changed log in notif

AnnoDickus: Maaaaybe I did toots~<3

charliesgirl: fix. it.

AnnoDickus: Nah <3 <3

#hazbin hotel #vaggie #husk hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #chaggie #incorrect quotes #utter silliness #the only thing worse than having angel dust as a friend is also being actual friends with him #how many memes can i fit in here #hmm #a Lot

[icypenguin]

Can I also request a poly sbg x reader who likes cooking for them? (Specifically Korean and Taiwanese food) and they also like calling her mom?

⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚 Mom of the Group! ᥫ᭡. ˚⋆

cw: drooling over food, being called ‘mom’, that’s all i guess?

a/n: HII THANKYOU FOR REQUESTING AGAINNN! sorry this one took much longer than the previous one T-T but either way, i hope you’ll like this! and sorry if the foods are not what you expected and really sorry if it’s spelled wrong!

note: reader doesn’t really have any pronounce or gender but is called mom!

divider credits: @drifting-moon @chachachannah

in every kind of way you are, adding your careful personality, you’re always known as a person or a friend who likes to take care of eachother. the fact that you’re a sociable person, not mentioning how you’re a pretty good cooker, makes it even better. since (almost) all of the person in the gang are stubborn and only focuses on the phantom realm, barely taking care of themselves, you, who ARE LOWKEY DONE OF THEIR DEPRESSING ATTITUDE decided to.. try and take things more careful.

“ah, i tried making some meatball dumplings as the starter. for the main i made jjajangmyeon with the side of kimchi and mozzarella corn! aaand- logan helped me while making this ice mango and sago. please dig in everyone!” foods were laid on the table with a glam presentation. anyone who sees it could immediately drool as their appetite will boost.

aiden and taylor were practically drooling as they stared into the food with shining eyes. while ashlyn, tyler, ben and logan tried to hold their drool and act from being so hungry. i mean, who could you blame when you’ve all been stuck in a phantom realm for days and haven’t got any… gorgeous food (other than that delicious sandwich that ashlyn’s parents made).

“thankyou y/n!” “mmm looks delicious..” “best day of my life for real!” “smells amazing..” all whispers of appreciations were heard until.. “thankyou for making these mom!” the word mom came out of nowhere as aiden blurted it out unconsciously. “oops-“ he soon realised what he just said as the table went quiet, but the sound of your laugh came trailing. “no worries, it’s fine totally! i guess i do act like your mom sometimes..” everyone got some jjajangmyeon with either kimchi or corn with mozzarella and meatball dumplings.

everytime you all succeed a mission, whether in the phantom realm or real world, you always make them special food, mostly taiwanese and korean, for a feast.

though, sometimes, when everyone’s having a rough day at school, you’d make them some treats.

“ughh.. have you guys done that 50 math questions? it’s literally due by tomorrow…” aiden slumped on the cafeteria table, following ashlyn who’s already burried her face in her crossed arms. “literally forgot ‘bout those..” tyler rested his head on his hand while ben wrote something on his notebook, “i haven’t touched my math book since monday”. seeing what ben has written, taylor answered, “relatable” as she faceslaped herself. while logan, “i don’t think i’ll survive if i do all of them today..” he continued eating his lunch.

“i don’t even understand or know what’s it about…” you looked at them, trying to remember what you’ve learned. “i know right… ughh..” taylor closed her eyes as she tried to calm her mind down. but the busy background noise made it seem impossible.

the others were groaning or sighing about how complicated all of these were when you pulled out a fancy container. hearing the zip from your bag and somehting being placed on the table made aiden perked up to see what is it.

“ooh, what’s that y/n?” he looked closely while the others started to gain their focus on it. “well.. since it’s been bad lately.. i decided to make us some tteok and songpyeom.. my mom used to make these for me when i was younger. and it instantly lit up my day” you smiled, remembering the memories you’ve made.

“oooh! sounds yummy” everyone looked into the container as you opened it. “here, have some! i made sure all of us would get atleast 3” you passed the container to everyone as they chose which one they’d like.

“mmmm! i think the songpyeom fits my taste more” taylor hummed as she ate the snack. “same here” answered ashlyn, sounding grateful that you’ve made this for all of them. “i’m more to the savoury so tteok is better for me” logan pulled his opinion out as ben nodded, agreeing logan. “well- i think i’d have to agree with logan” tyler continued eating his tteok peacefully.

you were grateful that they all loved the foods you made. aiden shot a playful grin before saying, “well.. i think it’s understandable if we call you mom now! ehhe” hearing that made you laugh “well.. i don’t really mind either-“ “it totally suits you y/n!” taylor continued eating the snacks you made as aiden spammed “mom mom mom mom mom” in the background noise, earning a shhh from the group after a while.

you don’t always make them food, you’ve made them tea when you all were training too.

you all were panting from the rough and tiring practice you’ve had with ashlyn’s parents. all of you definitely needed something to boost your energy. you scrambled through your bag to find a thermos and small plastic cups (omg your efforts bruh) for all of you to take atleast a sip.

“look at what i brought, everyone!” you called for their attention as they all perked up at your direction. “what’s for today, mom?” taylor joked before chuckling. “well.. i made us some alishan tea who could accelerate metabolism” you smiled while pouring some in each cup. “oooh! that’s cool!” aiden stared at you pouring in the tea. “i think i’ve heard of it before somewhere..” ashlyn mumbled, secretly excited to taste it.

soon, you handed each cups for everyone to take. “thankyou y/n!” all of them answered. each of them took a sip of the tea and clearly most of them liked it. you let out a relieved breath as soon as you see their expression turned into happy and not disgust. “sooo.. how is it?” you asked in curiosity. “it’s naturally sweet, cool!” “yummy, mom” “just like my taste” they all answered differently but none of them answered negatively. you were happy how they all liked them.

“it’s amazing, thanks mom” ashlyn answered too. but when she did, her mom was walking towards your direction and was a bit shocked when she heard it. soon, ashlyn noticed her mom coming by and realised what she just said. “w-wait it’s not like that-! she’s just acting like our mom in the group but that doesn’t mean i’m replacing you-“ she explained, hurriedly. scared that her mom will think of something else.

but her mom only chuckled as she calmed ashlyn down. “i get it don’t worry.. i was just messing around!” she hugged ashlyn to reassure her.

you’re glad that this ‘mom’ thing doesn’t make any trouble. you’re actually happy of it. i guess being the mom of the group isn’t so bad after all, huh?

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. thankyou for supporting! ୨♡୧

#sbg x reader #taylor hernandez x reader #tyler hernandez x reader #ashlyn banner x reader #logan fields x reader #ben clark x reader #aiden clark x reader #ashlyn sbg #tyler sbg #ben sbg #aiden sbg #taylor sbg #logan sbg #school bus graveyard x reader #school bus graveyard

[ofbreathandflame]

I think there’s a precedence in SJM’s work that subtly punishes her marginalized characters. This develops a kind of aversion to these conversations, as the unwritten narrative is that the any criticism of these characters will result in further punishment by the author. What I mean is, I’ve noticed this reluctance to criticize SJM’s work in some marginalized audiences is driven this idea that she will continually brutalize the character.  It seems obvious that, to some extent, SJM is aware of the problems in her stories (see: the “alphahole” conversation, the Mor situation). SJM actually does seek to address these issues, that is, in a way that I think emphasizes the point I’m going to make. Instead of just addressing the issues directly in her story (and the characterization in the story), SJM instead opts to mock the issue to her reader; she’s signaling that she’s aware of the issue, but still continues to write her characters in the same way. The issue is so unaddressed that readers interpreted her ‘alphahole’ conversation as merely another dig at unfavorable characters, such as Tamlin.

For example, Morrigan introduces our first openly queer character (of precedence) in the entirety of the series, yet immediately following this addition, Morrigan is completely phased out of the story. Her presence in the story is visibly diminished once she comes out as bisexual. Lucien immediately losses relevance once he is explicitly retconned as being a man of color. Even characters like Emerie, who potentially written to be queer, is still the most underdeveloped person in the entirety of the Valkyries. All I’m saying is, there’s seems to be a consistent negativity or erasure of characters that operate in marginalized spaces. I think that sets an environment in fandom and intellectual spaces, to tiptoe around these conversations, either in the hope that SJM will magically just improve after almost fifteen years of writing, or in fear that she will dimmish or remove the character entirely. Even the way these arguments sometimes are said echoes a similar sentiment; this proximity to the Inner Circle means that the character may/may not be treated a certain way. Even within that dynamic, characters of color such as Amren are still purposely written to take the brunt of the criticism (see: Amren, potentially Merrill, Madja). Even though Morrigan is ranked higher than Cassian and Az, she’s often not actually consulted in the story, with WAR taking it even a step further with diminishing her character. Think about how Eris (white, cis male) has now become more prominent than Morrigan and Lucien.  He’s written more prominently – even sympathized with. It’s also noted that, initially, Eris is an antagonistic character in both of their tragic backstories. I’m not saying its bad to elaborate on a villainous character, but I am saying that its noted to me that story has pushed two characters who are marginalized after they’ve been explicitly written as such. Not only that, the story chooses to retcon and elevate yet another white chatacter It sets a precedent for her audience to either stop asking for better representation or it vaguely establishes that criticisms result in canning. Either way, its yet another reason why I feel like the racism in SJM is much more targeted and intentional than just “you know Sarah….”

I think this thought could even be afforded to a broader understanding of marginalized communities. Characters such as Feyre I feel like operate in this space too; mothers are always characterized as vapid, nameless, or dead. Though, I think this thought is more so one that is nurturing in brain then a fully fledged thought.

Crescent City, in my opinion, is a bit more heinous with this as it seemingly mitigates all of its most prominent characters of color into the background. I talked about the way Hypaxia is actively phased out of prominence of the story by her white, blonde-haired, golden sister. Fury, Andromeda are paired together than pushed into the background of the story. Hunt is completely sidelined; by the end of the trilogy (I did not read hofas, so please correct me if I am wrong), all of the characters of color no longer remotely operate positions of importance in the story.

#anti sjm #anti rhysand #anti acosf #anti feysand #anti sjm: nesta archeron #anti acomaf #anti sjm: feyre archeron #anti acotar #anti inner circle #anti sjm: morrigan #anti sjm: lucien vanserra #srry for the spam #i never rlly have time for this acc so im posting as much as I can before i have to go back on hiatus🙂

[chronosdawn]

I thought that Zhongli x accountant Reader would be a fun dynamic to explore so here we are. Enjoy!

GN!reader, no content warnings apply.

Word count: 1.8k

You read over the numbers once. Then a second time, followed by a third as your mind tried to make sense of the sheer amount of zeros on the page.

"He spent how much on a vase?" Your voice came out as a shrill cry, the paper in your hand crumpling with the force of your grip. With your free hand, you flicked through the files on your desk, looking for any indication that the purchase of the overpriced porcelain related in any way to the services the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor provided, only to come up short.

"I'm going to kill him," you muttered to yourself as you rose from your chair, forcefully shoving it back under your desk and stomping over to the door of your office. Your expression must have been suitably murderous as Meng—the new employee—practically leapt out of your way as you stormed down the corridor to Zhongli's office. You took a deep, steadying breath before knocking on the door—three loud raps against the antique wood.

"Please come in," a deep voice said, and that was all the invitation you needed to step inside, shutting the door firmly behind you.

Zhongli was seated at his desk, impeccably dressed in a fine suit as always, a tea set laid out before him.

"Mister Zhongli," you greeted through gritted teeth.

"Ah," Zhongli said your name and you pointedly ignored how nice it sounded in his low baritone. He didn't appear at all ruffled by your sudden visit, even though you knew he had to be well aware of the conversation you were about to have. After all, you might be in a slightly better mood if this were the first time something like this had happened; alas your sympathies for the man had shriveled up sometime around the fourth occasion you’d barged your way into his office and that was many expensive knickknacks ago. “What can I do for you? Would you care to join me for a cup of tea?” he asked, gesturing to the faintly steaming pot on his desk.

“No, I would not. What I would like is to know what, precisely, the reason for this purchase was?” You thrust the sheet of paper at him, and he carefully took it from you, smoothing the page out between his fingers.

He took a moment to read over the contents before replying, “the vase this receipt is for is one of a kind produced using a mix of techniques developed in Liyue and Inazuma. I felt it would have been a pity not to purchase such a rare and exquisite item.”

“And where,” you said, pinching the bridge of your nose between your thumb and forefinger, “is this exquisite vase now?

“It is displayed carefully in my home. If you’re interested in viewing it, I would be more than happy to—” You held up a hand, effectively cutting him off.

“Splendid as I’m sure it is, I’m not interested in seeing the vase. The point I was trying to make is that though this purchase was made using the palor’s funds, the item in question was bought solely for your personal use. A matter that we have already discussed, frequently.”

Zhongli set the paper down, clasping his hands together and resting his forearms against the careful intricately carved wood of his desk—the stark opposite of the utilitarian but sensibly priced furnishings you kept in your own office.

“I believe if you look through the contract I have with the Director, it clearly states—”

“I am more than aware of what is written in that contract Mister Zhongli, you’ve quoted it at me often enough. While I do not think it was written with such elaborate purchases in mind, I realize that it is too late to alter the wording now. I am, however, starting to wonder if you are entirely oblivious to the trouble you’re causing for me or if you simply do not care.”

He blinked at you slowly and you had to fight against the urge to grab him by the lapels and shake him until some of the palor’s missing mora fell out.

“I must admit, I was not aware my actions have been causing you distress.”

“How could you—” you bit your tongue before you could say something inappropriately rude, although you’d dare even Hu Tao to argue with you for it after all the financial issues the consultant she hired has caused. “Look, you understand that while the parlor provides a vital service to Liyue, it is also a business, yes?”

“Naturally, I am more than familiar with the parlor’s history, it was part of why the director was interested in my services.”

“And you are also aware then, that the point of a business is to make mora. Something that proves rather difficult when one of the employees insists on making needlessly expensive purchases. While the Director may be in charge of things overall, I am the one who has to make sure that we have enough mora to pay off our expenses, including the wages of our other staff—most of whom have families to feed—without grossly overcharging grieving relatives of the deceased. And all of that is without taking into account whatever wild marketing schemes Hu Tao decides to throw in my general direction. With all of those things in mind, Mister Zhongli, do you finally see why I can not afford for you to repeatedly purchase items that cost hundreds of thousands of mora and yet do not contribute to general operations of the parlor?”

There was a brief pause as Zhongli picked up his tea and took a careful sip before setting the cup back upon his desk. “I see, it seems I must apologize to you. I hope you realize it was never my intention to make your job more difficult for you, if anything I have always respected your diligence and attention to detail. I doubt the Director could find a finer accountant than yourself.”

The sudden flattery set you off-kilter, and you found yourself clearing your throat in an effort to regain your composure. “I appreciate that while it is not included as part of your contract, I think it would be best for all involved if we were to perhaps draw up a separate budget for you, such that I will no longer have to deal with any unexpected outgoings and that you will not have to deal with me marching into your office on a near weekly basis.”

“Yes, if it would ease the burden on you then I believe I will be amenable to such an arrangement. Although, I feel I should perhaps point out that I do not mind you visiting me during our work hours. You are more than welcome to stop by whenever I am in my office,” he said with a small smile and suddenly it was your turn to simply blink at him.

“Right, yes well I er… I’ll draw something up in the next couple of days and drop by to have you confirm you’re happy with it. May I?” You gestured to the receipt currently located beneath his gloved hands. 

“Of course,” he replied, unclasping his fingers and handing you the sheet of paper, the cool leather of his gloves brushing against your skin. 

“I’ll um.. I’ll leave you to your tea.” You turned to make your exit, only to pause when Zhongli called out your name. 

“I meant what I said about offering you an apology, although I fear words alone may not be sufficient given the number of difficulties I seem to have caused for you.”

“It's…” You don’t want to tell him it’s alright, not after the multiple sleepless nights you’ve spent having to reportion the parlor’s budget to account for his spur of the moment purchases. “As long as you can stick to whatever agreement we draw up, that will more than suffice.”

“How about dinner?”

“I’m sorry?” The piece of paper in your hand slipped from your fingers in your surprise and you were forced to hastily retrieve it from the well-polished floor.

“How would you feel about me taking you out for a meal, both as an apology and an expression of gratitude for your careful management of the parlor’s funds allowing me to enjoy my current lifestyle? I’ll take care of all of the associated expenses.” 

You wonder for a moment if this is some sort of joke but, for whatever his financial faults, Zhongli doesn’t seem like the type and his expression is entirely serious, his amber eyes watching your reaction carefully. 

“When you say you’ll take care of the expenses, you don’t mean…”

“I assure you, I have no intention of sending any charges to the parlor, it would make for a poor apology were I to do so.”

“Ah, that’s um—well…” You found yourself fidgeting awkwardly under his gaze. “It’s kind of you to offer but you really don’t have to.”

“I insist, it was careless of me not to consider how my actions may be affecting you despite your large number of visits to my office on the matter.” Chewing on your bottom lip, you mulled over the offer, torn. On one hand, five minutes ago you were ready to try to bash the man over the head with his very own stupidly expensive vase, on the other, if you made some sort of peace with him then hopefully he’d be more inclined to agree to whatever budget you drew up, not to mention the free food involved.

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to clear the air a little,” you said finally, avoiding making eye contact with him.

“Good, do you have any other commitments any evening this week?”

“Not this week, no.”

“Then I shall make the appropriate arrangements and let you know once I have.” If Zhongli’s expression was anything to go by, he seemed rather pleased by this turn of events while you simply floundered, more than a little baffled as to what had just happened.

“Oh okay, well I’ll see you later then I guess?” 

“Indeed, I shall look forward to it.” You nodded faintly and stepped out of his office without another word, pausing once you were sure the door was shut behind you, playing the events of the past couple of minutes over again in your mind. 

Hang on, did he just—

You cut the thought off before it could go any further. It was just his form of an apology, you told yourself, no need to get worked up over it, or any of the complements he’d paid you. He probably only said them because there were likely not many other accountants who would have put up with his nonsense for this long. With an audible sigh, you set off down the corridor back to your own office, resolving to put your most-definitely-not-a-date with Zhongli out of your mind for now.

It was in fact a date that Childe ended up paying for lol

You can find more Zhongli fics (along with some others), over on my masterlist. Thanks for reading :)

#zhongli x reader #genshin impact x reader #gn!reader #genshin x reader #not currently planning to do a part 2 of this I just think it's a fun little dynamic

[nyaagolor]

Bad Polls and the Art of Engagement Bait

So as anyone who follows this blog probably noticed, I posted a poll yesterday. Sorry ace attorney tumblr, it was bait. That was part of a little social experiment to test some theories I had about engagement bait and the tumblr "algorithm"-- and it was a resounding success!! I even made a replicate, that being a similar poll only hours later, which had basically the same result. Somehow. Now that the cat is officially out of the bag, I thought it would be fun to talk about it!

The entire point of this little social experiment was to combine some observations I had about what posts do well, the general attitude of tumblr users, and how to maximize engagement with minimal effort within fandom spaces. Thus, I'm combining all my thoughts into a little guide: how to make the lowest effort, highest engagement post possible:

Recognize that negative engagement on tumblr travels father than positive engagement Tumblr may not have an algorithm, but the system is still set up in a way where negative engagement rewards the poster more than positive engagement. A simple "like" is enough to show agreement or approval, but dissent or shock requires replies or reblogs (the latter of which are significantly more common). More reblogs = more people seeing the post, and thus posts that elicit a negative reaction tend to travel further than positive ones

Capitalize on the fact that people love to bitch about things when given the opportunity Generally speaking, going onto a random post you hate and exclaiming how much you hate it is a bit of a tumblr faux pas. Same thing with venting about how much you dislike something. While bringing up the topic yourself and being snippy to specific people are frowned upon, however, places like polls that provide an opportunity to bitch about things are a great outlet, and a LOT of people will take it

Take advantage of the poll's inherent anonymity This may seem counterintuitive-- the person posting the poll and everyone reblogging it aren't anonymous at all! This doesn't matter though, only the votes do. The anonymity of the votes on a tumblr poll turn the opinions of others, no matter their relative size, into a nebulous opinion of the indeterminate masses. THIS is the most important part of the engagement bait, because tumblr users love to complain but aren't likely to do so to someone directly for fear of hurting their feelings or getting called out for being rude. If you can take a dissenting opinion and remove the actual user from the equation, people are far more likely to share exactly what they think about it-- this is when the "no reading comprehension" and "you people seriously think (X)" and "ugh I hate fandom" takes come out en masse. Tumblr users may be mean, but more importantly we are also cowards. In the case of the poll I posted above, even extremely small minority opinions were being commented on in almost every single reblog, despite the fact that these opinions made up less than 10% of the votes for a majority of the poll's run.

More buzzwords, less nuance Buzzwords and a lack of nuance work together to make engagement more likely-- buzzwords are often both overused and misused, while a lack of nuance (typically in the form of a yes or no question) eggs people into explaining themselves. Combine these two and you add people justifying themselves, arguing with others, and complaining about the buzzword in general into your reblogs, boosting your numbers even more. In my case, I chose the lowest of the low when it comes to poll topics: "Is (recognizable character) (buzzword)?". How people fell for this twice I'm not sure, but it works!

If things are getting boring, stir the pot yourself You can use alt accounts or just make up tags yourself, but I was too lazy to do this. However, there's always the option of cherrypicking-- screenshot outlandish or dissenting tags, even if it's just one in a sea of hundreds, and post that in a reblog with an incredulous caption. Bringing tags to the attention of the majority invites new focus on those tags AND your poll, giving people another outlet to add their takes. Some people will likely even reblog it Again.

Now that the bait is set, watch people in your notes talk over themselves like a flock of seagulls

Congrats! You've now made a successful bait poll. Fortunately or unfortunately, mine worked so well that people fell for it twice, both of them got thousands of votes each within the day, my notifications are overflowing, and popular blogs have made posts referencing it. Point proven, hypothesis verified. As they say: easy website.

#mod vex #what do i even tag this #ace attorney poll experiment

[kosmictales]

⭑ SEUNGHAN & HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH RIIZE

this will be an extended version of my twitter thread going over the synastry between seunghan and the members of riize. (im not a shipper!!)

this is an astrology thread

love you RII7E

more below!!

⭑ SHOTARO

(i absolutely love shotaro’s chart 🥺 it just fits him so so well) these two have such a joyful connection. there’s never a dull moment between these two and it is just the kind of lightheartedness that both need while navigating their careers. in the same breath, they can be a very serious duo who are continuously pushing each other towards improvement. they work better as a team, with the ability to make each of them shine individually. shotaro has a lot to teach seunghan and in return, seunghan sings shotaro’s praises any and every chance he can get,,, like he absolutely ADORES shotaro. seunghan believes in shotaro and teaches shotaro to continue being his truest self. (🧋’s jupiter trine 🫧’s sun)

shotaro takes more of an leading role amongst these two (and all of riize if we’re honest) and seunghan will gladly follow due to his admiration and respect for who shotaro is as a person. (🧋’s saturn trine 🫧’s mercury). shotaro motivates seunghan, constantly inspiring him especially when it comes to art (🧋’s mars conjunct 🫧’s venus). they know that they have a forever friendship in each other and always ending on up on the same side, is always a win for them.

⭑ EUNSEOK

what makes these two work so well is just how different they are. look at their sun signs — pisces (eunseok) and libra (seunghan) are nothing alike. pisces is a water sign, libra is an air sign. pisces is mutable, while libra is cardinal. nearly every one of their personal placements oppose or square each other, and yet, they just work. i think these two are a great example of the balance, work, and compromise that is needed amongst two people with placements that oppose and square each other. although oppositions and squares are often seen to bring tension, this tension is necessary to test the willingness of the two to make things work. and these two have definitely put in the work due to how comfortable they are with one another despite any differences.

eunseok’s capricorn moon really provides great insight to his closeness with seunghan. (i think the capricorn moon is why eunseok get’s his “stone” reputation from despite having a pisces sun + mercury, as well as an aries venus and sagittarius mars…… thats alot of energy.) capricorn moons prioritize safety and security emotionally and the longevity of their relationship provides that for eunseok (seunghan was his longest roommate). seunghan provides a safe space for eunseok’s emotions and in return, eunseok continues to care for seunghan, especially mentally. ( 🪨’s moon trine 🫧’s mercury)

seunghan is a good influence on eunseok. despite both being shy, seunghan continuously brings eunseok out of his bubble. together, they are able to try new things together and step out of their comfort zone. they both inspire and motive each other to become better versions of themselves which is the perfect foundation for a long lasting, harmonious connection.

⭑ SUNGCHAN

these two are literally that meme that goes “i see you, i see you, we see each other.” they are so similar to one another. their connection though, is so, so strong mentally.

they bounce off each other so effortlessly like once you get one of them started, the other one has to join in. it allows them to playful in very mercurial ways, whether that be through jokes or imitation. they are both able to keep up with the pace of each other’s minds, in ways that the other members can’t. its like sharing the same brain sometimes….. oftentimes. (both of their suns are conjunct the other’s mercury…. wow). due to their similarities, they are able to garner great understanding of one another. (🐸’s venus sextile 🫧’s venus) i love how observant they are of each other. they admire each other greatly and see each other has an outlet to learn more about the world and themselves.

⭑ WONBIN

these two are an artistic match made in heaven. somewhere venus is smiling down on these two for crossing paths. from their insane visuals, to their mutual love and passion for the craft, they artistically benefit from one another (i need my dance line back 😡). they compliment each other almost effortlessly and enjoy sharing this mutual passion. it is a connection in which they can both foster and nurture the confidence of one another which helps them be a better team, which they’re always striving for (🎸’s mars sextile 🫧’s sun) . they admire each other’s talents and will be vocal about their admiration whenever they can( 🎸’s mercury trine 🫧’s venus & 🎸’s venus opposite 🫧’s venus)

outside of art, they take each other very seriously. wonbin is very considerate of seunghan’s thoughts and reassures seunghan through his attentiveness (🎸’s saturn trine 🫧’s mercury) in return, seunghan continues to be a positive influence in wonbin’s life by making life lighter and brighter (🎸 ‘s jupiter trine 🫧’s sun)

⭑ SOHEE

i cannot believe these two are separated from each other,,, like my heart hurts. but in all seriousness, when you’re in a “loving sohee” competition and seunghan is your opponent… (and everyone in the group fucking knows it) theres just so much affection and sweetness between these two. seunghan always wants to make sohee feel cared for and in return, sohee continues to make seunghan feel safe and comfortable.

im very carefuly when using the word fated but like…… look at the material, plus all their north node synsatry ( 💂‍♀️’s north node trine 🫧 mercury, 💂‍♀️’s jupiter trine 🫧’s north node, and then both of their nn’s being conjunct (ik they’re born a month apart) ….. FATED). these two enjoy each other’s company so so much. as long as they are together, they are happy and oftentimes it just feels like these two are in their own world. (💂‍♀️’s venus sextile 🫧’s venus)

⭑ ANTON

seunghan is a MUTHAAAAAA. despite only being a few months older than him, seunghan cant help himself when it comes to taking care of anton. seunghan is someone who truly has anton’s best interest at heart and wants to do what he can to see anton grow because thats very important to him (🦕’s jupiter conjunct 🫧’s jupiter). seunghan helps build anton’s confidence and plays an very active role in doing this. from words of affirmation, to to helping anton look his absolute best, seunghan wants to see anton feel great in his own skin. seunghan is anton’s BIGGEST cheerleader (look at him) and nd he is a driving force within anton’s support system. this greatly puts anton at ease because to him, seunghan is someone who encourages him rather than criticizes him (🦕’s venus trine 🫧’s mercury)

these two truly have each others backs. they enjoy each others company due how comfortable they are with each other (🦕’s venus conjunct 🫧’s north node) everything is lighthearted, yet sincere when it comes to these two and it is a connection that has a lasting impact on one another

please do not repost without crediting me. i hope you all enjoyed this and continue to support #SEUNGHANHOUR in any capacity that you can. let me know if you’d like more of these in the future’

©kosmictales all rights reserved

#riize #rii7e #riize astrology #seunghan #shotaro #eunseok #anton #sunghan #wonbin #sohee #riize shotaro #riize seunghan #riize eunseok #riize sungchan #kpop astrology #kpop astro #astrology #riize x reader #hong seunghan #riize imagines

[moe-broey]

THE PROTOTYPE MOE............... 👁️👁️

#feh #WAAUGHGHH THEY'RE SO CUTE AND THEY ARE ACTUALLY SO GENDER HERE...... so proud of them 🫡 #LOOOOOVE the slightest characterization of them being smug. so true and so real #it really does fill me w SO much joy though seeing the guy my guy is based off of.... literal prototype guy #also the. implication. you can summon more summoners. that seems like it'd be against the rules LMFAOOO #i also just really love the idea of kiran is just the guy we ended up following canon-wise. #beyond that there is a whole summonerverse......... #i MEAN that has ALWAYS been a part of the lore i guess LMFAO BUT LIKE. IT'S SO HARD TO KEEP TRACK TBH #like how is it we ended up w lif who ended up w A You (from an AU in the literal sense) #and then there's like one million other guys out there. who aren't you. #were all of those guys important to lif??????? does it just change based on the player's personal hc actually?????? #like alfonse is just a blorbo in law to my sister. sometimes our tastes overlap and sometimes they don't LMFAO #actually so many questions. does every fe multiverse have a lif? surely not? does feh have canon events like in spiderverse LMFAOOOO #I NEED TO KNOW. AM I READING INTO THIS TOO MUCH?????????? #WAIT NO OBVIOUSLY NOT ACTUALLY. WE LITERALLY LIVE IN THE UNIVERSE WHERE ALFPNSE DOESN'T GO LIF MODE #WHY AM I ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS ⁉️‼️⁉️‼️⁉️‼️⁉️‼️⁉️‼️⁉️‼️⁉️⁉️ #literally i have one braincell and he is fighting for his fuckinh life at all hours of the day. #moe tag

[greyias]

Every now and then, I'll see an explosion of the same post (or series of posts with a similar theme) across my dash about something happening in bg3 circles and I just kind of tilt my head and go "...a'ight?", because it's like six degrees removed from context.

Then I continue scrolling, because I'm very happy in my oblivious, curated little corner.

#i guess i have a well curated dash? #because i'll see you all complaining very loudly and passionately #about SOMEthing #and i'm like 'damn glad i'm not following the person/tag/whatever that generated whatever this complaint is about' #no no you do not need to tell me whatever bad take or idiocracy is going on #i prefer my low/no-drama out-of-touch experience i'm having #i can always tell when something spectacularly stupid is going on though #because everyone is vaguecomplaining #and then it dies down in a few days

[dawntheduckrb]

I'll stop posting wips eventually but it's been five days since I've said anything and I don't want anyone to think I'm dead/dying/stuck in a ditch and withering away, so here's 10% of the reason I disappeared (the duck is stuck in rendering hell) (and my little baby laptop is screaming at me every time I open up this file)

I might still be mostly lurking for a little bit so please be patient with me in the meantime 🙏🙏

#seriously though I'm sorry for just up and disappearing like that #wanna talk to people and interact with them so bad lately but I just can't bring myself to do it #so the best i can manage is blabbing in the tags like always #i don't know wtf is going on but over the past few days I've just felt like i don't deserve to talk to anyone #tried to reblog posts from mutuals several times but something in my head keeps saying; #'yeah they don't actually care for your input at all and you're being a bother for even trying etc etc' #and i know deep down that's probably not true (i hope) but i can't reason it away you know #and i know the best solution to this is to just talk to someone #let it be known that i *did* make an attempt to #i tried texting someone (and succeeded) but i couldn't keep doing it and I'm back at square one (and now feel worse lmao) #i'm not really putting this here for anybody to see it as much as i am for myself #but i know that (hypothetically) this could be seen by a real human so it still kinda feels like I'm reaching out in a way which feels nice #makes me feel less like I'm shriveling up in my own self imposed solitude #so uh hello person who might be reading the tags (there's six of you guys here now which is crazy cause i post nothing but junk here lol) #((but thanks anyway for following and even more thanks for reading this if you did)) #i'll make my way around all the posts i missed soon enough don't worry #i'm sorry i'm really not meaning to ignore anybody #i have drafted quite a few posts from moots that i couldn't finish leaving comments on but i have seen them #everyone here is super cool and talented as always <3 whether that be through art or writing or just finding neat posts to share #this wall of text is long enough and i'm very eeby so thank you again for reading this #tldr; not dead and i'll be okay eventually :) #not rb #hey look i didn't post a picture of my dog this time (a crime) #i'll make sure to share one the next time i get a good one

[icewindandboringhorror]

I still very loathe the Media Trope of ‘’cold genius man doesn’t feel emotions and never has relationships... UNTIL.. one random relatively bland Preddy Woman comes along and warps his entire personality and ability to think, his heart has grown and his seeming asexuality has evaporated, he is now Normal :)” or whatever like... AS a walking generic hermit archetype myself.. we would NOT act like that .... just let people be detached weirdos in peace, you cowards .. OR, don’t bother to write one in the first place if you find us too boring to exist realistically in our natural state lol.. pathetic 

#the only exception to this is its okay if he develops some pesudo-romantic psychologial fixation on one of his long suffering male sidekicks #or assistants or whatever (since this character acrhetype ALWAYS has some sort of like Straight Man Every Man helper to follow #him around and be an audience stand in. sometimes multiple like a whole team of assistants. sometimes just one etc.) #like a strange not-entirely-romance-but-mutualy-unhealthy-comedic-codependence w someone you worked w 25+ yrs COULD be in character. sure. #ASIDE from that one exception though..... just keep them aromantic and asexual.. why would someone who has been that way for their #entire fucking life suddenly be like ''well I've known this woman three weeks but she's really hot! whoops!'' #''guess I'm going to act completely out of character! sometimes booba so booby it fundametally alters the dna of me personality. you know ho #w it is'' .. like shut up.. explode #It's not that I project personally onto these characters (writers are bad at writing them and they're generally annoying as shit) BUT just #like... coming FROM the perspective OF a cold detached ''robot'' seeming hermit freak.. like textbook scholar wizard man locked #away in a tower somewhere type personality... You just watch shows sometimes and you can SEE that the writers are trying to write #the Character Archetype that is your actual realworld personality and you're just like 'we do NOT fucking act like that!!!' lol #you know ? like .. i don't actually care about the characters themselves but more just.. the principle of the thing. staying true to what #has been set up. You can't be like ''oh yeah this is your typical cold detached hermit weirdo with zero interest in human relationships for #the most part blah blah blah'' and then 5 minutes later be like ''WAIT GUYS!! LOOK! they're still NORMAL! look they love booba #too!!! haha hashtag Relatable!!'' .. what have you done to him.. you've massacred the archtype.. cowardly fool #Also I'm referencing them as male because this character archtetype is usually male but the same thing can apply for other gendered versions #of the archetype. it's ALWAYS annoying. no matter what it is lol. GOD AND IT'S even worse when they're supposed to be like hundreds or thous #ands of years old like.. some sort of supernatural being who's ''above it all'' because they've seen the world's cycles for so long #and blah blah and then it's like ''omg.. suddenly into romance.. for some reason all 900 years of my life nobody has ever been good #enough but YOU.. random ass person who I met 30 minutes ago and are completely average in every way or maybe you have like one #special power or are smart or something but apparently somehow I've lived 900 years without ever meeting a single other smart person #or whatever but WOW.. you... instant soulamtes.. I am no longer aromantic and asexual. I am also no longer smart.'' #at least if it's a human with a normal lifespan you can be like 'well they were only 30. maybe they genuinely did just have their first #sexul awakening' or something but.. you're telling me like.. 900 years??? 1000 years?? and NOW they're like 'whooa!!' lol #Which obviously all aroace people are different.. all people with autism or schizoid pd or any other mental illnesses that can sometimes #lend people towards that type of 'weird hermit' archetype are all different. plenty of these people WILL have relationships and sex and desi #re those things. but it's like.. if you are OBVIOUSLY setting out to write that one VERY specific archetype within the broader archetype #then GO ALL THE WAY!! you cant have someone be like HALF-detached partial-hemrit sometimes-maybe-genuis or whatever #or I guess you can but like. it should be that way from the beginning. it's the random sudden shift in personality thats jarring