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#I REPEAT I AM NOT IMMUNE
teddybeartoji · 1 month
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suggestive; gn!reader
thinking about helping oikawa stretch after practice.
he's all sweaty and musty and he's clinging to you, asking – no, absolutely begging you with his pretty brown eyes, for you to help him. and obviously you can't say no to him, so that's how you find yourself in this position – he's on his back, scruntching his eyebrows as you press his knees up to his chest. his flexible body begs for you to angle your own hips against his in order to properly give him the stretch he needs. his cheeks are tinted pink and his bottom lip is caught in between his teeth and it's really hard to not get any ideas. it's wrong – you know it is! this is your good friend and you're just helping him and there's nothing weird about this position and—
a loud moan rips from his lips and your eyes almost fall out of your head as warmth creeps up your neck. he doesn't even say anything about it, he just grabs onto your wrists to make sure you don't pull away.
"d-don't!" you stammer when a quieter but no less lewd noise escapes him. you feel your hands get clammy as your fingers sink into his calves.
oikawa cracks his one eye open to ask what the problem is. he doesn't see what's wrong in the slightest. his brown hair is splayed on the floor like a masterpiece with some of the strands sticking to his forehead and nobody should be allowed to look this good after a rough practice.
"don't make those sounds..." you whisper as you lean more into him when you feel the resistance in his body falter.
"wha– ahh...t sounds?" his eyes shut again and he sucks in a breath, puffing out his reddened cheeks. his knees fall more to his sides, opening up the space between them and you move closer on instinct.
"tho- those ones, idiot! you're making it weird!"
your hips are now completely flush against his and he lets out another pained whine. taking one of your hands from his calf, you place it on top of his mouth instead and his eyes shoot open in an instant.
he didn't even think about this position like that, genuinely oblivious to the suggestiveness of it. the stretch in the backs of his thighs feels good but you on top of him feels even better. your body feels warm against his and his eyes flick down to where you're connected. at that you try to pull away, afraid that now you've made it weird but he stops you.
"c'mon.. don't go." his hands wrap around your biceps as his eyes burn into your avoidant ones. "you have to help me with the next one too."
blinking down at him, you gulp, unable to refuse him. oikawa twists under you, barely taking his eyes off of you as he straightens out his one leg and folds the other up and to the side.
this position is no less suggestive than the last one – it still requires you to press up right against him to help him out. his fingers grasp at your sleeve to break you from your haze and you shuffle closer again.
bodies glued together, your hands dig into his thigh as you try to not focus on your friends face. nor the proximity. from behind you, you hear a row of snickers – without turning around, you know his teammates are making fun of you for falling into their captains alleged trap.
"see, this isn't so bad..." oikawa's soft flesh is back between his teeth as he forces his body to relax under you. you quietly glare at him, just hoping he won't say or do anything weird anything, hoping that he'll let you just leave and breathe for a moment—
"h-harder."
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you press your eyes shut as your body threatens to overheat. putting almost all of your bodyweight onto his, you watch his eyes roll back inside his skull and you hold back a flustered groan. why is he like this?
slowly peeking from underneath your eyelashes, his scrunched up face almost kills you and it's hard to keep your thoughts at bay – they just come flooding in and you feel like a terrible friend. he's like this with everyone, so why are you even thinking about it? you are the one who's making it weird and you should stop.
"hey! no more fooling around! we gotta lock up, so move your asses!" iwaizumi breaks your pervy little bubble and you find oikawa staring right back at you. his cheeks are still pink even though the practice ended a good while ago. he gives you one of his big bright smiles as he moves his leg from his body to your other side, leaving you kneeling right between his thighs.
"thanks for that!" his voice betrays nothing about what he really feels in this moment, about what he feels in his lower abdomen. he pushes himself up and before he goes to leave for the changing room, he looks down at you and boops your nose with a laugh.
you stay glued to your spot for a good moment, iwaizumi's loud voice being the thing to tear you from the floor. you stumble to grab the remaining bottles and towels from the floor and make for the exit, letting the man close up behind you.
you mutter a quiet goodbye to him and hurry off, telling him that you have some other stuff to attend to. he doesn't question it – he's fully aware of the effect oikawa can have on a person. and on their body.
+ inspired by this iwaoi art on twt!!!!! i thought it was so funny n cute so i had to write something for it!!!!
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exoflash · 5 months
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a concerning amount of witchblr will be like "um actually new years was stolen by europeans from the ancient god scroobus mcdoobus" and then you actually try to research scroobus mcdoobus and it turns out he was invented in the 1940s by a conspiracy theorist who powdered every meal with ketamine and thinks that queer people are reincarnated fish
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clarkgriffon · 3 months
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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER 2x10 | “What's My Line Pt. 2” 
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tekkenenjoyerblue · 6 days
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Street Fighter music is so damn catchy for no good reason I need to inject it into my bloodstream immediately
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fullscoreshenanigans · 4 months
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watched Saltburn last week and keep coming back to the thought of a target demographic-appropriate TPN animatic of Norman traipsing around the royal demon palace going after Yverk set to "Murder on the Dancefloor"
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crimeronan · 4 months
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i'm working on the next wwaitsoatl chapter, which as i've previously mentioned is by FAR my most involved story as far as, like, technical process goes. i finished the second draft of the chapter and went "god, wow, this is all shit, this all sucks so bad, i'm never gonna be able to make anything usable out of this" and then stepped away for a few hours and now i'm midway through the first editing pass and i just keep going "oh my god. oh my god. holy Shit this is gonna bang so fucking hard once i fix it all. oh this is gonna go so hard there's so much potential. fuck YES oh my GOD my HORRIBLE LITTLE BITCHES ARE BACK-"
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ereborne · 2 months
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Song of the Day: February 17
“DYWTYLM” by Sleep Token
#song of the day#Sleep Token really saving my sanity as we navigate this dark and uncertain time without an upgraded sibling singalong playlist#had to go out into the snow on under two hours' sleep to get groceries#(the farmers' market gave me kefir cheese so any amount of suffering would've been worthwhile but I couldn't know that at the time)#and getting into Nick's car knowing there was music I could request that he could play loud as he wanted and I wouldn't want to cry#I mean blessing isn't even a strong enough term. baking a cake for the Sleep Token guy (his name is Vessel) as we speak#anyway this song sounds incredible in the original and then so odd sung acapella. like singing a bass line just a couple beats repeating#polar opposite of my lady indie covers. a song rendered fully unrecognizable when I wander the house mumbling it to myself#the verses do alright I suppose but the chorus is out of the question. the lyrics are so strong too real gut-punch lines#'and my reflection just won't smile back at me like I know it should / and I would turn into a stranger in an instant if I could#and there is something eating me alive I don't know what it is / maybe not that you conceal your feelings they just don't exist'#the whole song is like that it is so so so good. every new Sleep Token song I hear I'm like oh of course yes I see why these are fic titles#(Sleep Token catching up to Fall Out Boy and Hozier in terms of lines I've seen as fic titles. I mean we are really getting up there#and I am definitely not immune. if/when I put up those fanmixes y'all are gonna be seeing some Sleep Token let me tell you)#edit: it stands for 'Do You Wish That You Loved Me' I just realized I never said#didn't even pick lyrics that include it which is nuts when you realize that every verse does twice. whoops
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robinsnest2111 · 11 months
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the novel made me ship harkula and now the renfield movie got me irrevocably into dracfield 👉👈
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blorb-el · 2 years
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From Action 325, 1965, part of the National Social Welfare Assembly Comics Project. The artist is uncredited but might be Jim Mooney.
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defensivelee · 11 months
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do you guys know how embarrassing it is thinking that keppel is hot while one miss andrea zuvich thinks the same thing. head in my hands
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k1rishiki · 8 months
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sleepy...
#back from hampton beach. technically i've been back for a while bc it's not like i've been staying up there i've just been going up#for the day and then coming back but. i'm done. i'm finally done. i don't have to go back for another year. it's been 5 long days of#waking up at noon. logging in just to check on the figure blog. driving up there. setting up sound equipment. scanning tickets and managing#tshirt sales (bc the one thing hampton beach needed more of was ppl trying to sell fucking tshirts). breaking down sound equipment.#fried dough. driving back to [redacted] massachusetts (which is No Where near the nh border btw). watch tv w my dad bc he won't go to bed#at a semi-reasonable hour otherwise. go to bed at 2. repeat.#(with a few small detours of 'going to order an airbrushed shirt' 'staying up til 4 bc i was resorting the tshirts' 'going to a wake'#'rushing home after the wake bc i forgot to bring a change of shoes' and 'picking up said tshirt')#which doesn't sound like a lot but. holy shit babes.#n e ways. remind me tomorrow to show off the sakura shirt (srry kireination but the og intention of the saber shirt was to get all three#heroines and while this year rin b4 sakura wasn't rlly in the question bc i uhm am not immune to favoritism <3 love and light <3 i still#wanted to stay somewhat on track. rin will be next year's and then kirei will probs get his time to shine) (also the sakura shirt looks sic#as hell btw) + post a couple more hampton beach things. specifically the uhm. landmarks that you pass when driving up there bc i genuinely#think that they alone do a better job conveying Exactly what hampton beach is like than anything i could ever say)#romeo.txt
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hai hai!! if peeps here still wanna listen to the whole AEOM + Alt mashup fanedit i made, i decided to share it with ya'll via GDrive (which will be linked in the replies below) 👀
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sanstropfremir · 1 year
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It cracks me up every time someone sends you an extended ask about a groups you don't care about and how you reply to them🤣 idk I guess I just appreciate how honest that is. I feel like often times ppl feel the need to justify why they don't like sth, but I think a "not my cup of tea, doesn't do it for me" is just as valid
alsakdfkasdfjk it's also funny bc i HAVE replies where i do explain why i don't like specific groups! there def is a mindset now where you have to be 'justified' in having the opinions that you do, and i agree with you that 'not my cup of tea' is just as valid as any other reason to dislike or be not interested in something.
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bumbleblurr · 2 years
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my love for shockwave sometimes overpowers my desire to see Blurr kick his ass
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icharchivist · 2 years
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help girl i’m growing so anxious and restless about the fact we’re going to watch the winter anime soon (i mean “”””soon”””” as if technically we don’t have all of autumn and aren’t going at a pace of 1 ep per day) that now my chest is all tight, i keep getting thoughts about winter thematics that bring me to tears, and yesterday night i couldn’t sleep because of that and kept repeating to myself “oh i’m going to be SO normal when we come to winter. So Normal. I’m acting so normal. This is normal.”. I say as if my heart isn’t ponding bc we had planned to watch a bit of a3 today. This is normal. 
help i’m still not immune to Winter it’s still coming to my throat.
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morayofsunshine · 21 days
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thinking about the way parasocial relationships can bring people from engaging with an artist for the art they make to engaging with them to find out more about and from the artist themselves. thinking about the themes in dorian electra's "fanfare" (esp the points they specifically make about it in interviews such as their RA Exchange interview) discussing the fandoms of public personalities functioning as a secular, contemporary form of religion. and then thinking of the line in jesus christ superstar, about jesus: "you've begun to matter more than the things you say."
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