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cycloplasm · 2 years

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i finished him- his full name is Figue grise de Saint Jean, but he calls himself Gris (grey in french, masculine). He’s a jewel beetle- specifically Chrysina batesi. I’ll draw his true form later- i know what i want for it, but haven’t found the right way to design it yet.

Gris is a peculiar character in the Fruitbugs game, given he speaks french and ONLY french- no matter the language chosen for the rest of the game. He seems to flately ignore the english coding, and it’s impossible to hack the game to make him speak english. Not only because it’s impossible coding-wise due to Gris being a sentient character like all other Fruitbugs, but also because even if it was possible to force him, his way of speaking is impossible to translate in english. Gris speaks in an extremely familiar french, with various pieces of patois (local words and expressions) from all over France and verlan (a type of slang that switches syllables- example bonjour becomes jourbon). He refuses to speak english himself, but he does answer somewhat to simple words and queries the player, NPCs or other Fruitbugs characters can have. He still answers in french though- but at least Gris DOES acknowledge non-french people. Plus one can always do non-verbal activities with him- though know that’ll he probably makes snarky comments (in french of course).

When he’s not annoying people with the language barrier, Gris is a model and poses for pictures, paintings and advertisments. But mostly the latter. He works for various brands within Fruitbugs, but mostly upmarket ones (such as Cucumber’s). This is a big contrast to his actual personality- while Gris in pictures is classy and seems almost like a perfect man, he actually is snarky, crude and has a distinctive annoying laugh (’rh rh rh’). He actually oftens make fun of the brands he works for, or even at the pictures of himself, commenting on how annoying the process of finding the right angle was, or feeling like he looks weird in certain angles and that ‘no real person would pose like this unironically’. Being with Gris could be easily be grating, with his near-constant comments on everything, his nonchalant, borderline disrespectful behavior, and complaining at the slightest sign of things not going his way. But one thing about Gris is that he’s always honest, and doesn’t beat around the bush- both with his words and actions. Which is not all that common in a video game where the player is almost treated like a god by the characters rather than a person with feelings. As flawed as Gris may be, he’s not actually mean and doesn’t criticize just to be annoying- he genuinely believes everyone and everything has the ability to improve if they choose to. That being said, Gris LOVES to complain and have someone to listen or, better, complain WITH him. If one chooses to look past his flaws, Gris is very dedicated in a nonchalant way- he’ll let the player do what they want and, if he likes them, know they’ll do the right thing(s).

#o #fruitbugs #fruitbugs figue grise de saint jean #me? taking an addi concept and making it an oc? *clutches pearls*! do you think i could do such a thing! (yes) (he's not the only one)#but hey 1) his addi like features make him unique among my characters and 2) in mmy head he initially just looked like Blue but grey so #so so so so. there. sentence ended #french oc made in france by french man (real).#Is he based on me? just a tiny bit but honestly he's based on. My experiences with fellow french tourists-#as well as the ideal funny guy for me. but hopefully he's funny to you too

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samarecharm · 2 years

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Waiting to see the ACTUAL end of the game later today (watching my friend stream it), but i have Thots about so//ul hack//ers 2 and its very very mixed. I think more good than bad, but only marginally so…

#its an Okay game. i did enjoy some of the mystery in it but its very uhhhh #lackluster storywise #like #the plot is Okay. the premise is Okay. but the execution is just so fucking bad that i couldnt ignore it #also its atlus so like #they had to add in weird grooming/possible pedophilic content bc theyll fucking DIE if they dont #the game would be so much better if they werent making ppls relationships weird and unnescessary #or the opposite; it wouldve been SO better if some relationships were actually fleshed out #i know we hate the ‘what they did was avoidable’ argument bc it ignores the plot and what a team is trying to share w u #but like #alot of the shit in this game was soooo unavoidable #the only good thing was how i was majorly impressed w the personalities of Ringo; Figue and ur partners #like i GENUINELY did not think i would like them but ringo quickly grew on me #garbage clothing design aside shes like a breath of fresh air in regards to female protags #and protags in general tbh

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timehascomeagain · 2 years

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Im sore and guilty and i want to be held until the feelings go away. <- 24/7 shouted chant in the back of my brain

#i feel so badd😭😭 i will always put myself ahead of what i owe other people but not in a good way in a deeply selfish unkind unpleasant #way. like girl no one cares u were overwhelmed with school and work get a fucking grip on yourself.#i dont know what it is i just find it all so difficult. i feel like ill always let people down by dropping out of touch so it's just better #not to try at all WHICH DOESNY EVEN MAKE SENSE..........#but i feel so bad bc my mum so #unded so put out when she asked why i hadnt been texting her while she was away #and i didnt even have an answer #and i feel this visceral tug of grief every time i think of my grandma as if shses not still alive and also waiting to hear from me. it all #feels so frahile and temporary and like theres so much riding on it all and im so stressed and it's not good. anne Carson did you ever figu #re out where to put it down etc #im just so freaked out. i have to write 3 essays tomorrow ajd clean the house and avoid getting into any shit with my family. it's all #painfully real now ngl #i feel so alone but i cant bring myself to nurture the connections ive got. especially family. and it sucks. i wish it didnt feel like it #is all on me to keep everything together.#like i guess it's just a matter of really really trying to balance everything bc at the end of the day id rather have a late essay than kno #w i put an essay before my family.#but it's all just sooooooooòooooooiioooooiioioioiouououiyoririioo #Omfg i realized today that the intro of free in the knowledge uses the same chord progression asthat 1 bit of sweet song thats like #And ahhhhh it seems that we keep falling apart but i hope i see the good in you come back again. which i think is neat.#also i think someone is using the blundering #the blender* and i am not impressed.#oh my god im just so tired i think getting a job might have been a mistake. i think surviving birth was a mistake actually🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

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deadsetobsessions · 1 month

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I just really like the trope of Danny getting summoned, alright?

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After he shoved Pariah Dark in his coffin shaped locker what what Danny hoped to be for all of eternity, the half unfortunately inherited all of Pariah’s responsibilities.

“What was it again? With great powers comes great responsibilities?” Danny let his head hit the table with an audible thunk. He’s in his “office,” the ghost zone’s approximation of where he might be able to do work seriously. The house- the extension of his haunt- had added the room right next to his bedroom. Danny had to lift all of the paperwork from Pariah’s castle (that’s now also a part of what’s considered Danny’s but he doesn’t think about that) and move it to his main haunt.

He prayed to the universe at large to let him off. Danny hated doing homework- science not withstanding because at least he understood that- let alone an asshole’s centuries worth of work. Danny bemoaned the fact that he was elected the King. He didn’t even defeat Pariah all by himself, so why couldn’t the others do it?!

Like a wave of merciful fate, the beginning tugs of a summoning pulled at his core.

“Thank Ancients!”

Danny scrambled to grab a sticky note, unfortunately glowing green as things tended to in the Ghost Zone, and scribbled down that he’s been summoned and to not look for him until his vacation work was done.

With that note done, Danny decided to bring his A game to the summoning. Allowing his secondary form to wash over him, Danny quickly checked the mirror to make sure he was presentable. A bright glowing ice crown- not the crown of fire, because it was essentially useless without the ring and Danny wasn’t keen on being a king, let alone a near infinitely powerful one- settled across his brow showed his status. A cape, this form’s best feature, made of an expanse of galaxies, nebulae, and frost cling at the end was swept over his shoulders and pinned together with a cloak pin made of clusters of black holes.

A couple of additions to his normal hazmat suit and his trusty thermos at his side, Danny all but dove into the summoning magic with an excited whoop of glee.

As Danny got closer to the magic-made portal, he could hear the whispers of the living presences beyond it.

His summoners! Hopefully it’s not a cult again, even if he thought they were pretty funny trying to summon the king of the dead to kill more people. Not funny “haha,” funny weird.

How should he do this…? Scary? Funny? Oh! Or maybe he should ditch the crown!

Danny grinned, waving his hand to dispel the crown of ice. It was nice, but he was in a dungeon critter mood today.

“Oh, this is going to be gooood.”

Danny cracked his knuckles and put on the most dead-inside-and-outside expression he could manage, modeling it off of the Nasty Burger workers during closing shift. The halfa stepped through the portal.

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“The ritual is completed! You will all face the might of Pariah Dark, the eternal king of the dead!” The villain of the week cackled as his cult cheered. Wonder Woman, scuffed and injured from the magical bolts these magic users had shot at her earlier, grimaced and raised her sword.

“We will defeat Pariah Dark,” she proclaimed. Her allies rallied at her proclamation and readied themselves for another fight. “This world will not bow to the likes of you!”

“We are all but mere ants before the king of the dead! Pariah Dark will bring forth the reckoning this shitty world deserves!”

“Actually, Pariah Dark’s kind of busy, so you’re gonna have to leave a message.”

Green Arrow’s arrow jerked towards the new voice. Batman paused, hand holding batarangs at the ready. He, out of all of them, knew better than to underestimate a young voice.

A gloved hand shoved through the green portal, using the edges like a door frame to heave itself through. A humanoid shape, with sharp ears all but crawled out of the Lazarus green portal. Batman wondered if this was what Jason saw when he came back to life.

"Lord Pariah Dark is busy?!"

The figure- a boyish not-human- heaved a sigh. "Do you people seriously think that the High King of the Infinite Realms isn't swamped with work?"

"And who are you supposed to be? His secretary?" Hal asked, Ring glowing and at the ready. Wonder Woman tensed and mentally struck Hal away from the list of people to consider for diplomatic missions.

"Me? I'm a glorified paper pusher." The being turned back to the cultists, his cape containing the universe swished behind him. "Did you have a message for Pariah Dark?"

"He was meant to rain down death and destruction!"

"Okay, first of all, I feel like you guys are missing a really important point." The being pointed at the cult leader. “It’s not called the King of the Dead for no reason, you know. Death comes for everyone eventually. Also, I have to do a seriously giant amount of paperwork every time one of you fruitloops gets the bright idea to cause an influx of deaths.”

Danny stomped across the circle, grabbed the collar of the cultist leader’s cloak and yanked him down. He shook him. “Do you people have any idea how annoying it is?! Huh?! Do you know how long the A-354 Form is?! Stop trying to get Pariah to kill people! I’m sick of the paperwork, dammit!”

"How- how did you get out of the circle?!"

The cultists and the heroes squared up, ready to fight the possible common enemy: Danny.

Danny is having the best time of his half life. Screw kingly dignity, Danny’s gotta de-stress somehow! He had a whole bag of complaints!

"You wrote the circle wrong, idiots! Ancients, are you people even literate? What even are those scribbles?" Danny kept shaking the cultist. Wow, what an amazing stress ball!

“Uh- hey, he looks kind of sick…” The Flash said, trying to be a good hero and mediate before escalating. Danny snarled and Flash held up his hands, gulping in fear as Danny’s eyes narrowed at him. “Did I… do something?”

“You,” Danny hissed. “You mother- fruitloop! Stop screwing with the timeline, you giant red-! Do you know how annoying it is to readjust the death count every time one of you little merry red jesters takes a jaunt through time and space?! Do you even know how many complaints I had to field?! Oh, boy you’re all going to regret summoning me today, because I’ve had a long time to think about what I’d do to everyone who made me work overtime!”

Danny bared his teeth, eyes sparkling with mirth as he froze the cultists.

"We're not letting you take over the world," Hawk-Woman said, raising her mace that pulsed with electricity.

Danny snorted to hide his wince. "I'm not interested. Just let me punch him once. Just once." Danny pointed at the Flash.

"Honestly, I can't even blame you," Black Canary muttered, fists raised.

"Wha-! Canary! That's so rude! You traitor!"

"Shouldn't have put skittles in my shoes then. Those hurt, Flash."

"Enough." Everyone shut up at the sound of Batman's command. "What do you mean they wrote the circle wrong."

Danny, who was watching the byplay with interest, shrugged. "They wanted to summon the Ghost King, right? We've had a... change of leaders recently."

"Who is the leader now?"

Danny waggled a finger at Batman. "Nuh-uh. I'm gonna collect my over-time compensation, which is punching the Flash, and then we can negotiate for information."

"Flash."

"I don't want to get punched, Bats!"

"The alternative is that I let the current Ghost King have a go at you."

"Flash."

"Oh my god, just get punched, Barry!" Danny heard Green Lantern Hal Jordan whisper.

"Ugh, fine. No one video this."

Immediately, three phones go up to record the Flash getting decked by a teenage looking ghost. Danny floated closer and wound his fist back, letting loose some of the ghost strength he normally keeps restrained. "This is for my overtime and for Clockwork, you jerk."

The halfa slammed his fist straight into the Flash's face, knocking him clear into the air. Superman catches him but Danny no longer paid attention to the Flash, petty vengeance enacted.

"Honestly, I don't have a problem with you as a person. You're kind of cool. Break the timeline again in the next three months, though, and you're on my shit-list."

"What do you want in exchange for information?"

Danny hummed. "Depending on the level of information, and I reserve the right to not answer any questions. For the name of the current Ghost King..."

He did want that new gaming console. And Jazz could use some help with her rent.

"I want $5,000 and a plate of really good spaghetti."

"I have cash."

Danny nodded at the Dark Knight. "You just carry $5,000 in cash on you? Who does that?"

"I like to be prepared."

"And he's rich," Superman chimed in.

The Flash reappeared with a plate of spaghetti from an Italian place he teleported to. "Here you go. Fresh, and pleasedon'tscrewwithmyafterlife."

Danny shoveled the spaghetti into his mouth, jaw unhinging like a particularly disturbing snake right before he dumped the whole thing- plate and all- down his throat. "Thanks! The food didn't even try to kill me this time! You're good."

"Does your food try to kill you all of the time?!" The Flash- Barry, apparently- asked.

Danny nodded as he took the cash from Batman's gloved hands. "Totally. It sucks."

"Identity." Batman demanded.

"Oh, yeah. The current ghost king is me."

"...What."

"You have been swindled. Bamboozled. Outwitted and outsmarted," Danny snickered, shoving the bundle of cash in his chest. "But seriously, I'm the king. We got rid of Pariah a while ago."

The crown of ice materialized.

"You said you were a glorified paper pusher!" Hawk-Woman chortled.

"I am! I'm pushing so many papers across my desk, it's unending, I swear!"

Batman growled. "You tricked us."

Danny smirked, "You got tricked." Red Robin, in the corner, snorted quietly. "Anyways, if you've got more interesting things around here, I'll considering busying myself with that instead of sentencing you to an afterlife of paperwork."

The adults straightened, grimacing. "Beast Boy is green," Hal offered up.

"Hey!" Beast Boy shouted, offended at the easy way Hal offered him up. He turned to Danny. "But have you ever seen a green chinchilla? Super cute. Watch!"

"Woah!" Danny clapped. Yes, he'll hang out with them before dragging himself back.

#danny phantom #batman #tim drake #dc x dp #the justice league #justice league and the ghost king #ghost king danny #superman #hawkwoman #shayera thal #beast boy's most effective attack is being adorable #red robin #red robin enjoying the weird ghost boy clowning his sad emo dad #hal being annoying but so relatable #green arrow

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betweenblackberrybranches · 7 months

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I adore how soft and comfy your art style is!! Ty for sharing your wonderful AUs <3

I am crying thank you so much! This really made me so happy to hear anon<333 i really do love sharing my AUs with everyone eventhough i have been slowing down a lot... just be patient with me please

#i ramble #i also am so sorry for all the asks i am not answering because i am not having the spoons for it #i am really happy about all of them but i just cant #i am so happy that you like my silly drawings<333 #i am just constantly putting myself under a lot of stress with work and getting to figue out adult life and then this ontop #but i want to keep sharing so much #ily btw to everyone who keeps showing up in my notes... i remember yall even if you never say anything #just makes me happy

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sillyfudgemonkeys · 2 years

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Dunno how far in ya are but any thoughts on soul hackers 2?

Coming from someone who own Soul Hackers 3DS ver, but has only played the two Raidou games in terms of Devil Summoners games. I..... I like it. I think it could've gone without calling itself Soul Hackers 2 (maybe a diff name with a sub title "A Soul Hackers story" might've been better).

We just found somebody (won't say who for spoilers) eaten by White Mask (what I'm calling the char that looks like he's wearing a White version of Goro's Black Mask costume). So I'm not very far (I'm playing it with my bf and he's away for 6 weeks so 8U Tales of Arise it is for me then).

I think Ringo is great, Figue is cute (tho I don't think we need Mimi). I think the rest of the cast is fairly cool. I know people say they are underwhelming but I see at least some life in them, and nothing contradictory like the P5 cast so like they are good in my book! T0T Consistent character writing???? Oh my it's been awhile!

They are def more present than the SMTV kids (I'm not very far in that but it's def lacking so far, and I've heard it doesn't get better on that front ;w;).

But char wise the only thing I'm worried about is what Aion/Ring/Figue are......depending on what the answer is it might hurt (if it's left open, then I'm fine with that).

I like the dungeons so far. Nothing spectacular, but I do feel like I have control. That's something I didn't feel like I had in P5 (outside Mementos.....might have to look at P5R again cause I think they helped ease that by a biiiiit by improving the sneaking feature....I think....still not a game I'd like to rush through tho), but it was something I did have in P3/4. By which I mean, I can get past enemies with ease if I want.

My biggest gripe is I wish I had a run function but that's about it. Again I'm not that far, but I think TMS was similar to this but a biiiiit more dynamic (like a Y axis) to it but hey it could change. Add that, and some rooms where you can talk to chars ala P1 (and P2?) and you'd probably have a good blueprint for a 3D version of P1/2 remake.

From the looks of it there's no demon negotiations in battle, I dunno how that is in SH one but it feels a bit weird not having it. Tbf one of my fav MegaTen games lacks it, DDS, but it had the mantra system where SH2 doesn't. It feels weird not having at least an alternative (like ala P3/4 card after battle system, which I also don't mind). I think it just needs something and it's lacking in that regard.

All in all, perfectly average. And I like that. I think it'd be even better if the price point was like $40/50 WITH all that DLC they are screwing us over with was included. 8U Still pissy I didn't get that with the CE Atlus, you can suck some Jack Frost yellow snow balls for that one.

#speaking of which I think my ce arrived today #i should grab that 8U #silly asks #silly talks #'what are you hoping aion/ringo/figue are silly?' aliens. I'm not a big fan of aliens but i'll take it #i want them to be a separate entity just below NYX who came to earth and that's why they are able to do basically god like things #it is probably the cleanest way around all that without getting messy #i'll possibly take messy options depending on how well it explains itself but i really think a creature not of Earth is better #but i'm no Devil Summoner buff tbh so I dunno how well that fits #i'm only thinking of how it fits into (modern day) Persona lore cause that's where my specialty comes in

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tomfoolerytime · 2 years

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words cannot express how much i want the madoka magica maiko figurines but those same words cannot express how fucking expensive they are

#AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH i just want cute maiko madoka figue i dont even need the others but just one isnt justifyable why expensive

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mercyfor · 2 years

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So I'm finally in my own place and I don't know what to do? Like what does one normally do when they live alone? How do you spend your time? I've done dishes and laundry. What else is there?

#living alone #is #stupid #but i like it #now just gotta figue out what to do

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xxsabitoxx · 6 months

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Satoru's Discovery (Pale Blue)

Read Pale Blue Part 1 HERE

~This is just a fun little glimpse back into the lives of 1st-year students Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, and Reader. This is told from Satoru's perspective but still written in 2nd person format.

Warnings: Underage smoking, everyone in this implied to be 15, aka they are in their first year at jujutsu tech so there is obviously no explicit content.

Drip divider is from the wonderful @benkeibear

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

October 2004

He’s not focusing on anything but you, glasses sliding down his nose just a bit as he observes you eat. You’re talking so animatedly to Shoko, chopsticks dangling hazardously between your fingers as you use your hands to talk. You’ve always been a bit more hyper, especially when you’re eating a good meal. Satoru has only known you since April but he’s got some of your mannerisms down pat. Beside you, Suguru has his fist pressed to his cheek, elbow on the table and food forgotten as he watches you intently. There is a gentle smile on his face, perhaps this was the first time Satoru had noticed that level of focus in Suguru when it came to you.

Though, Shoko would later claim it’s been obvious from the start.

“You claim to have good eyes, yet you seem to miss the most obvious things, Gojo.”

“And then… oh, Gojo? You okay?” he hadn’t realized it, but his glasses had slipped off of his face all together and clattered to the table amidst his daydream. Now, he could feel warmth flooding his face as he scrambled to grab them, trying to ignore three sets of eyes boring into him. “Y-yeah I’m fine I was just so engulfed in your story that I..uh… I…” he couldn’t find the words to save himself, mildly thankful when you and Shoko had begun to laugh. Quickly, Satoru’s eyes had shot up to meet Suguru’s, the other man staring at him with a quirked brow. To say the two boys had clicked right away would be a false statement. It wasn’t until after their first mission that the two became close. At first, Suguru couldn’t even stand him.

Now, they were stuck together like glue, where one went, so did the other. Maybe that’s why it was so jarring to see Suguru looking at him like that, he hadn’t looked at him like that since their first mission together. It was a look of… “Jealousy? Why would I be jealous?” It had been three days since that incident at dinner and now the two were sitting on a park bench while you and Shoko were in the convenience store. Satoru shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck. “You were just looking at me funny dude, it was weird.” Satoru couldn’t stand the awkwardness, eyes averting to the opposite direction despite his sunglasses covering his eyes.

“Well, if I was looking at you funny, I apologize.” Suguru shrugged it all off, head turning the moment you and Shoko emerged from the small store. “Geto, Gojo!” You called, bouncing happily towards them with a lollipop pressed into your cheek. “These are for you!” You smiled as you handed Satoru a matching lollipop and Suguru a bag of chips. “I know you don’t like sweet things, so I figured you might like these.” Behind you, Shoko was lighting up a cigarette. “Thank you!” Satoru chimed happily, plucking the blue pop from your hand and unwrapping it excitedly. “Thanks.” Suguru responded as well, sharing a smile with you before tilting his head and asking Shoko for a cigarette from her stash. That feeling was creeping up Satoru’s spine again, the feeling that he was missing something but he couldn’t figure out what it was.

He watched from his spot on the bench, observing the way you laughed as Shoko begrudgingly handed Suguru one of her cigs and a lighter. He pressed the lollipop to his tongue, smiling along when it felt right but he truly wasn’t paying attention. Instead, Satoru had focused on the way you and Suguru interacted with each other. He observed a little more diligently than before, picking up on the small interactions and quick glances, the smiles you both shared when you must have figured neither him or Shoko were looking. “You coming?” He jumped a bit, noticing Suguru was standing and looking at him with an amused smirk. “Hu-oh uh yeah…” Satoru stammered, cheeks burning again as he was caught mid-daydream.

“You must be staying up late, Gojo. You’ve been pretty spaced out the last few days.” He fell into step beside you, choking out a laugh as he tried to play things off. “Yeah, I’ve been pretty invested in some of my studies.” which also wasn’t technically a lie. He had been reading and researching various physics formulas and equations and all the boring but technical stuff that would help him better understand his curse technique. “I always forget you’re actually pretty studious.” You chuckle, hand reaching out to push him playfully. Usually Satoru was on guard, not stumbling when you pushed him. Today, however, he found himself falling into Suguru’s side.

“Woah there, go easy on him.”

You had a grin on your face as you spoke, head turning upwards a bit to make eye contact with Suguru. The boy was smiling back at you, eyes shining as he spoke. “Shall we tell them? It’s really not a huge deal.” He laughed a bit as you slapped his shoulder. “Tell us what?” Shoko chimed, oblivious to the way Satoru’s world was starting to crack around him. “Well, Suguru and I…” and for a moment Satoru couldn’t hear anything other than the ringing in his ears. “No way! I fucking knew it!” Shoko had laughed, pulling her third cigarette from her lips to point at you. “You’re both terrible liars… I figured you two have been dating for like two months now.”

Satoru’s hearing returned to him just in time to hear that, his stomach twisting in knots as his worst fears were met. You and Suguru had been dating for months now. That was the very answer he couldn’t grasp, only because it was the answer he didn’t want. “Satoru, you okay?” Your brows had knitted together in concern, once again he was met with three sets of eyes boring into his own. “I-uh-yeah I’m fine just… just surprised is all.” He recovered but it wasn’t as smooth as he wanted it to be, and once again he was met with an odd look from Suguru.

But it passed, the brown eyes of his best friend had returned to you, looking at you like you were his entire universe. It made his stomach tighten even more, mouth so dry he was certain he would choke if he tried to speak again. “I’ll spare you all the mushy details, but yeah. We’ve been dating for what feels like forever now.” You laughed a bit, deciding it was best to just move on from Satoru’s clear shellshock in order to not make things awkward for him. Just like always, you could read the white-haired sorcerer better than he could read himself sometimes.

Somewhere, deep down, you knew you were witnessing his heart breaking.

But for his sake, you would try and ignore it.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #gojo satoru #geto suguru #shoko ieiri #geto x reader #suguru x reader #gojo angst #geto angst #jjk imagines #jjk headcanons #gojo headcanons #gojo imagine #geto imagines

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tadpoleteef · 20 days

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gamer girl 👾

18+ MINORS DNI

word count: 1.5k

pairing: austin x female!reader

warnings: SMUT, oral (m receiving), lil fem dom???, unprotected sex

summary: austin’s playing video games with friends and isn’t paying attention to you. long story short you end up trying to dom him which obvi doesn’t go far and then you ride him in his gaming chair yassssss.

a/n: hiii so i’ve been reading fan fiction for years and i’ve always wanted to write it. i wrote an austin butler one shot like 2 years ago, posted it, but it was just awful so i deleted it. then i had a the summer i turned pretty phase, and wrote a one shot about jeremiah fisher confessing his love to you. this story was also deleted because of how just awful it was. anyway, i think my writing has gotten a little better soooo here’s a little smut one shot for ya.

꒦꒷♡꒷꒦

it was around 8pm on a saturday night, and you and austin were at home, spending the rest of your night in your little apartment. you were sitting on your bed in a short white lace nightgown, scrolling through instagram. austin was across the room sitting at his desk, playing a game on his xbox. he had been playing for a little while now, screaming at his friends into the microphone and raging everytime he had to redo the level.

getting a little tired of his lack of attention, you put your phone down and walked over to where he was sitting. you stood behind him, rubbing his shoulders gently. he relaxed into your touch, leaning back into the chair with his eyes still locked on the screen in front of him. you leaned down to his ear and whispered,

“are you having fun, handsomel?”

it took him a second to respond, so you tapped his shoulder lightly which made him look back at you then back at the screen.

“uh- what? oh yeah im fine sorry im about to die”

right when he said that the tv went black and the words “game over” illuminated the screen. you could hear his friends complaining through the microphone. he threw the controller down on the game, rubbing his eyebrows and letting out a sigh.

you giggled a little bit, it was funny to see a grown man get so upset over a video game. “it's okay love, just try again” you spoke. he turned around with a stern look, “i can’t just fuckin’ try again, it’s gonna take me hours to redo all this.”

you were a little taken back by his harsh tone, so you took your hands off his shoulders and rolled your eyes, annoyed that the game was getting more attention than you. you layed back on the bed staring at the ceiling. you weren’t upset that austin was choosing his game over you right now, i mean he worked practically everyday so he needed a break sometimes, you were just craving him. jeez, when were you not? you wanted his touch, his lips on yours and his domination. you wanted him right now and that was the only thing going through your mind. acting on your thoughts you walked over again but this time you stood in front of him, between him and the desk.

“baby- could you please move?” he moved his head to the left and right trying to see around your waist. you stepped closer and put your legs through the arm holes of the chair, lowering yourself onto his waist. you were now facing him, your chests together as he looked at the screen with a confused, mad look. He kissed your cheek then laid his chin on your shoulder, pressing down the buttons on the controller. you smirked knowing he had no idea what was about to come.

you started off light, moving your hips back and forth. you weren’t sure if he knew you were even moving so you applied some more pressure, fully sitting on his dick. “guys over there ov-” he stopped mid sentence. with your smirk growing bigger, you went faster, now basically dry humping him. he switched the mic setting so it was on mute and questioned “what are you doing?”

you looked at him and took off the straps of your nightgown, letting it fall down to your waist, showing off your matching white undergarments. he looked at you up and down, drinking in your figure. you had him wrapped around your finger.

you bent down to is ear and whispered, “you’re gonna sit still and act normal while i take your dick, sound good?” you cocked your head to the side, awaiting his response. he looked up at you with a shocked expression, coming from your dominance toward him. “i like it when you’re bossy.” he squeezed your thigh. “and you didn’t answer my question.” you added to his compliment. he gave you the ‘let’s see what you got look,’ and you knew you had the okay. you took a little less pressure off his waist so he could pull down his sweatpants, boxers following.

you sat down so his member was resting, hard, against your stomach. you looked away from his piercing eyes and spat onto the tip, slowly taking your thumb and spreading it around. he bit his lip and closed his eyes for a split second taking in the feeling. he snapped out of his trance quickly when his friends started yelling at him for his inactivity.

he went to respond but you stroked his cock slowly and he but his lip to hide back a moan and put the mic on mute again. you bit the inside of your cheek trying not to smile after seeing how much pleasure he was receiving. he let out a low groan when you cupped his balls slowly. you stopped your hands, looking at him. he quickly mouthed “sorry” as he disobeyed you. “not one noise from you” he nodded and you stroked him again.

after a few minutes of austin holding back moans, you could tell he was close, he was barely even focusing on the game anymore, mostly on the way your fingers gently warmed his cock. you stopped and stood up moving your panties to the side. he furrowed his eyebrows, needing more of your touch.

“how bad do you want it?” you rubbed your clit slowly in front of him. he looked down at your hand then back up at you. “really really bad” he took one hand off his controller and grabbed your waist. you switched the settings so the mic was now on and got close to it, “hi boys, austins not feeling to well, gonna let him get some rest.”

after you finished your sentence austin said bye then immediately smashed his lips into yours. the kiss was sloppy but deep, both just focusing on grabbing whatever skin you could. he pulled away and rubbed the tip against your clit gently. you sucked in a breath, knowing that meant he wanted you now. you moved forward a little more and slowly sat down. you two had just had sex two days ago but every time he first entered you, it was like you were a virgin all over again. he was without a doubt big, stretching you out as you finally sat all the way down on his cock. you moaned and let your head fall back.

wanting more, you moved your hips back and forth, placing your hands on his chest. “does that feel good angel?” he questioned, blue eyes staring into yours. “yes, oh yes” you started to go faster, austin saw your need and started fucking up into you. at the angle you two were sitting at, he was hitting your g spot with the first thrust. your moans turned into screams as he hammered into you.

“oh my god aus that's so good” you moaned and he smirked and then faster, the room becoming hotter by the second. he took one of your hands and pressed it against your stomach hard. you could feel his dick going in and out of you. “you feel my big my dick fucking your pretty pussy? gonna put a fuckin’ baby you mama”

his words brought you over the edge, and he could tell you were about to cum. he circled your clit with his fingers taking one last glance at your gorgeous body being destroyed before you cried out a moan. your orgasm sent a hot flash through your whole body. your legs were shaking and your heart was racing. without even thinking you got off austin and got on your knees in front of him, trying to help him out.

he laughed, “such a good girl helping me out” he made a makeshift ponytail with your hair and was forcing your head down. the sounds coming out of your mouth were erotic. girks and glugs filled the room and you could feel tears streaming down your face. his dick started to twitch in your mouth and you grabbed his balls again. you felt the warm cum coat your throat before you tasted it. you swallowed and took your head off him, sitting back onto your calves.

he leaned forward into the chair, grabbing your chin and making you look up at him. He had never seen anything more sexy. your hair was all frizzy, mascara running down your face onto your neck, and a mix of his cum and spit spilling down your lip. He wiped it off with his thumb and then placed it in your mouth and you sucked the mixture off.

“you really thought you could dominate me?” he laughed and helped you up, sitting you down on the bed.

“hey, i had you for like the first 10 minutes” you responded smilining.

he wiped you up, got you all clean, and took you to bed. you two ended the night off by having multiple little tickle fights, and arguing over which board game you should play next weekend. right before you drifted off you heard austin's voice softly say.

“I will admit, domination by y/n y/l/n is something we should do more often.” his words took you by surprise, but you smirked and snuggled closer to him.

yep, wrapped around your finger

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