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alastor-simp · 9 months

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How Do You Cheer Up/Apologize To Them After Making Them Upset- Lilia Vanrouge

‼️‼️‼️‼️This is from my TWST zodiac book on wattpad, I meant to just write a short sentence for some characters but I ended up doing a whole oneshot XD. Enjoy and please excuse my bad writing‼️‼️‼️‼️

You had never seen Lilia upset before. His adorable smile was placed with a frown and his eyes were stern when he looked at you. You immediately realized you had stepped out of line and tried to say sorry, but he didn't want to hear it and walked away from you. The next day at NRC, you tried to look for him in the classrooms and club room, but you couldn't find him. Sighing, you began to walk outside of the club room before bumping into someone, "ah I'm sorry." You then looked up to realize you had bumped into Malleus-sama, as he looked at you with a soft smile on his face, "It is alright Child of Man, I apologize for bumping into you as well. What seems to be troubling you? You look slightly gloomy." Malleus put his hand on your shoulder and listened to you telling him everything about what had happened yesterday, and making Lilia upset, "I don't know what to do Tsunotarou. Can you help me please?" Malleus smiled and said he would assist you and then he asked you whenever you were sad, what did Lilia do to you. You stared at Malleus, confused and then told him whenever you were sad, Lilia would always pop up out of nowhere, hanging upside down with a big smile on his face, and it never failed to make you laugh. You then realized what Malleus was getting at, and you doubt you could pull that off, but you were willing to do anything to cheer Lilia-sempai up and maybe he would forgive you. Malleus told you there was a tree near the Diasomnia dorm, where Lilia would go to later in to afternoon after classes, and that you could do it there.

You thanked Malleus and began to head over to the dorm and once you go there you spotted the tree that Tsunotarou had mentioned, but you didn't see Lilia, so you put your plan into action and climb the tree depsite nearly falling a few times, but you managed to reach one of the thick branches and sit on it, waiting for Lilia to arrive. After about a few minutes you heard footsteps, and saw Lilia slowly making his way towards the tree, his eyes were down looking sad, so he didn't notice you up on the tree. He leans against the tree and then slides down to sit on the grass, and heaves a big sigh. You put your plan into action and slowly move further out on the branch, so when you drop down your face will be up close to Lilias. You make sure your legs are locked on and then you fall back, and pretty soon your upside down, hair hanging behind you and a big smile on your face. "Why so sad, Lilia?", you said, while Lilia jumps in shock and sees you hanging upside down from the branch and your face right in front of his. "W-what are you doing, and why are you hanging from the tree?!" You blushed and looked away saying that whenever you were sad or upset, he would always pop up and make you feel better, so you decided to do the same thing to him to make him feel better because of yesterday. Lilia just stared at you and then he just burst into a fit of laughter in front of your face, his adorable smile appearing on his face again. While he was having his laughing fit, you started to apologize for yesterday, but Lilia shushed you by putting a finger to your lip, "Not another word, I already accept your apology, you adorable human." He then removed his finger from your lips and then leaned forward to kiss your lips with you still dangling from the tree branch

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #apology series #diasomnia

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yanderederee · 1 year

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MeetYourTutor,

nav: start! › after!

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2004 - Eight Grade-year

Baji Keisuke really did try to be as straight laced as he could, but his grades showed none of the same effort.

Ever since he came home to his mother crying, scared for her baby boy’s future, Keisuke started to realize that his actions and mistakes could be big— real, and hurt the people he wanted to protect.

‘I cant be worrying her like that’, he reasoned to himself. She was a young mom. 28 years of age, with a 13 year old brat… Keisuke knows he’s made life hell for her, but she never gave up on. He tried making up for everything he ruined for her, becoming more respectful in towards her the most recent years, doing as he’s told (for the most part) and helping around the apartment… to make her proud.

He was really trying.

February22nd, 2004

Baji Keisuke is held back from entering into the third year of middle school, and will have to repeat year two.

—-As stated by an official government stamped letter; to the Baji residence mailbox.

Ryoko Baji cried when she thought her son was asleep. Keisuke’s guilt sank in deeper and deeper as the hours passed.

He asks Mikey for advice, and sure as boxes are square, glasses make you smart.

Two days pass, and a single failed shopping trip turned 40 v 1 man brawl later, he obtained the smartest person glasses he could find.

So why the hell were the pre-qualifying class assignment packets practically illegible? The glasses help (he swears) but he really had to put in the work this time.

February26th, 2004

Imagine how confused Baji felt, watching his mom hustle into the apartment, giddy despite having returned home after her third shift of the day. It was rare to see her home these last few months. She’d put on a brave face and did her best to help Keisuke through what had just happened 7 months ago— but a man was dead and her son had been the face of local news. Finding work was hard, but she preserved.

He wouldn’t let those efforts go to waste.

Ryoko held up a cutely decorated 8x11 colored printing paper, advertising 30-60 minute tutoring sessions for 1,000¥ per week, and encouraged her son to take the opportunity. Baji was quick to agree with her.

That’s how you met Ryoko and Keisuke Baji.

Ryoko had contacted you the same day, asking for further set details.

You were to attend the same school, which made things more convenient for when school would start up next month.

So, after you’d looking over Keisuke’s pre-qualification-class assignment packet, you got a feel for where you should focus your efforts.

But Baji Keisuke was Fucking unreadable. He was grinning like a boy and thanking you for your help one second, the next you’re like a stranger to him. He couldn’t remember your name at first either, qualifying to calling you whatever name came to mind first.

You would once in a while poke irritably at the nerdy four eyes, and how you were technically older than him, by eight months, in fact.

So to poke back, he addressed you like the upperclassman you claimed to be, sempai-chan.

From your first meeting, up til March 5th, you and Baji had studied hard for the pre-qualifying test that would take place on the 15th.

School would start early April, and a strong start is going to be your greatest milestone, as you claimed.

… Yeah, up until March 5th, when you and Baji found and cared for a broken kitten on the side of the road. *› nav:part.1… ›

It wasn’t normal to see injured animals laying so out in the open. It was even more nerve wracking to notice the broken bones were human inflicted. What kind of bastard hurts a fucking kitten?

The thought made Baji Keisuke’s blood boil.

Starting from that day, he started paying closer attention to those in the area. This was the first time something like that had happened.

But nothing happened since.

Activity was taking place away from his side of town. Keisuke didn’t have to worry about you, since he was a half hour walk away. You never went out after dark, and your weekends were mostly spent in safe areas.

He didn’t have to worry about you.

You shyly admitted to Baji once that you named Sango after the day you two had found her. (san-3, go-5, san.go-3.5> march 5th)

March 11th, 2004

The only time he felt calm was when he watched you ideally scribble gibberish into a notebook. He watched your hands. The way your fingers flex in delicate and quick strokes, the lead rattling in the mechanical pencil filling the comfortable silence between you two.

The glasses Keisuke had purchased were practically made of two way glass. He saw out of them just fine. They weren’t prescribed glasses or anything, just a tool that made him smarter.

But from those looking his direction, thanks to the thick rims and aggressive reflect; his sharp resting bitch face eyes went completely unnoticed.

He was grateful for that the most, Baji decided when he caught you take a glance up at him, completely unaware how he was just staring at your hands.

You thought you were slick with that glance. It was cute.

You weren’t nervous of Baji I’m the slightest. By nature, Baji sort of registered you as a small animal worthy of his protection and at least some respect.

He gave you credit where it was due; you were smart and patient with his dumb ass, circling with a pink gel pen where he went wrong, and your neat handwriting next to it with helpful reminders.

He dazed off while he was watching you study. You were just mesmerizing, somehow.

“Why do I have to remember these stupid old guys who’ve been dead for like, a thousand years?” Baji was growing more and more restless as the lesson continued.

You gave a pitiful look, and sighed. “Yeah, it is pretty pointless when you think about it, but,” you grinned, and started a bit of a story time to make the history lesson more enjoyable to sit through. Stringing along stories of these old dead guys of the Edo period as characters (who’s names you repeated often).

Baji seemed to get it, actually. He could follow a good story line.

“So this Nobunagi guy—“ “Nobunaga.” You corrected. “Yeah, whatever, he just decided one day he was gonna just unite japan?”

He was engaging.

Ecstatic, you gave a wide smile and nodded. He was finally retaining something.

After some praise, Baji was content with the work he’d done today. So, when you’d decided to shift your attention back to your own paper so he could do the same, he realized just how tired he was.

The soft strokes of your pencil lead against the smooth paper was like a lullaby lulling him to sleep, as his eyes grew heavier and heavier. Cross armed and head jostled against his left shoulder, Baji Keisuke well asleep in his chair.

You didn’t notice for a while, actually. Not until you heard a soft snore break through the silence of the library. Looking up, you noticed Baji slumped in slumber.

Of corse he was sleepy. You of all people knew this. You were the one keeping him up at night, both with school prep and sentimental thoughts he couldn’t simply swat away.

You let out a soft chuckle before resting your hand on your hand, gazing upon him for a little while.

Longer, you stared. His hair was slicked back, but it was long. You wondered how long, which lead to wondering how he would look if he ditched the nerd cut. He was handsome, from what you could tell. It was a shame he had to hide behind glasses.

You brought up the idea of contacts to him, but he shooed the idea quickly. The curiosity of the subject never peaked your interest like how it was now. Maybe it’s because he looked so vulnerable. While giving a fluttering glance to his lips, you had noticed a very sharp canine. Sure, he smirked and showed off his toothy grin a lot, but you couldn’t help wanting to touch them.

Weirdo.

As minutes passed, you finally couldn’t take the curiosity swimming in your head anymore. Gently—very, gently, you shifted closer to Baji, and slowly grazed your fingers against the plastic rim of his glasses. You pulled the ear pieces back very slightly, so as to not disturb the peaceful sleeper.

This was the first time you had seen Baji Keisuke so vulnerable. Even in class, his eyebrows seemed to always pinch together in annoyance, frustration, boredom, almost all the time. His features were soft… decently long eyelashes, smooth skin pulling over his higher cheekbones.

He was more than handsome, Baji was a pretty boy. You blushed softly at this revelation. On second thought, maybe he did need the glasses. Both of your sanity and his lowkey persona.

You leaned in just a little closer. When you looked closely enough, you could see some slight discoloration. Little scapes that healed over many times. Now that you were paying attention, his knuckles were also a little raw. Dry, and darker than the skin on his hand.

You admired how peaceful he looked, subconsciously leaning closer and closer to get a better look at all his features before he could wake. You didn’t even notice how close you were until you felt Baji’s breath softly exhale against your lips.

You almost wanted to kiss him—

But you didn’t have time to let your brain work the information before Baji started to stir. Panic soon rested in, and you dropped the glasses on the table on top of his study paper before pushing your head down to look very interested in the stupid study packet.

Baji let out a deep baritone groan as he began to stretch his limbs, yawning instinctually. Imagine his surprise when he blinks his eyes awake to notice everything crystal clear, no obstruction on his peripheral vision like he was now used to. He too started to panic, noticing the way his glasses were tossed on his paper. They must have fell off, he reasoned, before quickly scooping them up with lightning speed.

Glancing your way, he feels relief that you seemed too focused on your studies to notice his little blunder. Oh right. Studying. That’s why you two were here in the first place.

Baji groaned once he got a look at his paper. Barely even through the first half of the page. He really did not feel like studying. He needed to get out and warm up the stiffness in his muscles. Maybe Toman had some business to take care of he could take on. The thought excited him.

You glanced his direction once again. The displeased look on Baji’s face was very clear. Even if you were to force him to sit and memorize the useless knowledge, you knew he wouldn’t retain it with the headspace he was swirling in. So in an attempt to act casual, you asked,

“I-it’s seven, so we can head out if you want,” you offered, packing your things premature of the answer. “I’ll treat you to a juice or something from the vending machine in the commons.”

Baji wasn’t one to turn down the chance to ditch the school work Or getting a free juice box.

Not having to ask twice, he dumped all his stuff in his bag with no filing system whatsoever.

“Say, where do you go in such a hurry after school?”

Well, he wasn’t expecting that question from you. Wide eyed and panicked, Baji tried thinking up a quick lie. “I visit. The… pet clinic.” He nodded. Somehow you believed it, or acted like you did at least. A wide close mouthed smile made its way on your face at the confession.

“That’s cute. You really care about animals. Volunteer work?”

Baji grumbled under his breath while looking away with a bashful spread. “Whatever. Guess you could call it that.”

If you considered tracking down clues to find the bastards who were responsible for multiple similar cases like Sango, broken legs or pelvic bones, cigarette burns and such; than sure, he was happy to volunteer.

“Oh yeah,” he suddenly remembered. “Sango. Vet said she only had a week left for recovery. Should be dispatched to a shelter nearby sometime after.”

“A shelter?” You asked in a whisper yell voice, eyes akin to saucers. “But-“ you tried to say something, but it died in your throat before anything else could come out. Your face dropped a little, dejected.

“If you wanna keep her, the vet said it wouldn’t be a problem.” He offered you the peace of advice.

Yet, your downcast eyes seemed to lose their usual playful energy.

What the hell?

“I’m not allowed to own a pet.” You said, almost like the sentence was scripted. “Why not?” Baji asked casually. Though he appeared neutral, he could tell something was off. This might be his chance to infiltrate your exterior.

You glanced his way for only a moment, and he could see the gears turning in your head, filtering what you want to say, to what you will say. “My… parents are allergic.”

You were a good person. He knew this the moment he’d met you. And good people can’t lie for shit, through his experience. “Bullshit—-“ Baji caught himself just after the word slipped, snapping his hand over his mouth once he realized.

You looked up at him with confusion written on your face. “I-I mean, sorry, I didn’t mean for that to come off that way.” He shook his head in defeat. “You ain’t a good liar though, y/n.”

Shifting your eyes downcast again, this time you masked your true face behind a giggle. “Can’t say I didn’t try. It’s not important.” You shook your head, and before Baji could interject, you had already recollected yourself and shifted the attention elsewhere.

“Im on dinner duty tonight, so I’ll go ahead first today.” You smiled brightly as you said this. You’d already handed him his promised juice box. But your smile was fake. You were definitely a bad liar.

“If ya say so. Wait up a sec, ‘ll walk you home,” While Baji worded it as a statement, an order almost, you didn’t take it that way.

“No worries! I can manage.”

Again, before he could intervene, you took off at a brisk pace. Damnit.

Keisuke was trying to be patient with you. But it wasn’t in his nature. “The hell’s her problem?” He whispered with a click of his tongue, before throwing all his shit in his bag and jogging to catch up with you.

But even as he scanned the hallways and school grounds like a hawk, you weren’t to be found. Were you really that quick? No way. Regardless, he did have a Toman meeting. So, after some hesitation, he let the unsettling feeling behind at the school.

He couldn’t know that you’d ducked into an empty classroom and were huddled with your knees to your chest as you stared off into nothing.

#tokyo revengers #Tokyo rev #tokyo revengers x reader #baji keisuke #baji #Keisuke baji #keisuke baji x reader #baji x reader #nerd!baji

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olderthannetfic · 6 months

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there's something really alienating about being a black kpop fan who doesn't only or even primarily listen to kpop. i get it. a lot of the success of the groups comes down to their fans' attachments to the members, hence why they have variety shows and reality shows and special signings for nearly every group. but it feels like the ppl who insulate themselves in kpop fandoms get whiplash when they realize the rest of the world doesn't really care about our faves. the music video for the jk (of bts) collaboration with usher came out recently, and it has really been something to see armies show their asses to one of the living legends in music today. there would be no kpop without artists like usher, omarion, ginuwine, ready for the world, sisqo, etc. usher is your idol's idol. they're all his sons. sure jk's song is fun and engaging. as an army, i'm proud of him. though, it's a song and choreography that is heavily inspired by motown, boogie, soul, and r&b with some funk and hiphop elements [mainly in the choreography], all musical/cultural styles that came from black americans. it's not up for debate. it's just a fact.

so, when the general public sees jk dancing in this style to this genre of music next to usher, obviously, they're going to focus on usher. it doesn't matter to the general western (mainly american) public that jk created the choreography and taught it to usher himself. to the rest of the world outside of kpop and armies, jk's song and dance is a cultural imitation of usher and the artists who came before him... and they're not exactly wrong. i can understand that it's hurtful to other armies to see and hear this because it sounds like they're diminishing his talent and hard work, but the point still stands. jk is imitating usher and others because that's a big part of what kpop is. it's a cultural imitation. the american general public sees it the same as someone watching their "bts american hustle life" reality show from 2014--kinda cringey and fake. other american artist get the same treatment like, bruno mars (or drake whenever he decides he wants to change his nationality for extra spice this week). it's just really weird to act as though it's impossible to understand what (black) westeners are saying when they say jk is imitating usher. you know what it means. it's a factual statement, and it doesn't take away from jk (and all idols') hard work. but let's just call a thing a thing because it's getting ridiculous now. this is why i can't be active in kpop fandoms. the cognitive dissonance is way too much.

It's kind of tragic and hilarious how many BTS fans managed to listen to Hip Hop Lover and not... like... look up any of the names that were just listed off for them. Guys, please, even out of kpop groups, BTS have always made it clear they are mega fanboys who want to imitate black artists from the US and their dearest dream is for sempai to notice them. Which is happening. Good for them.

Honestly, the best way to engage with kpop fandom is to just watch people like that MONQ guy.

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demaparbat-hp · 26 days

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I just want to say, you are my biggest inspiration in the zutara fandom and I adore your art style, the way you convey emotion in your fanart, just… everything about it. I have so much love for it 💕

I am most definitely having a "sempai noticed me" moment so give me a second to compose myself.

Thank you so, so much—you have no idea how much your words mean to me! Being part of this fandom that's full of amazing writers and artists like yourself... it's such a beautiful experience, and I'm glad to be here to share it ❤️

#dema answers #zutara

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evolvingchaoswitch · 11 months

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For the lovely people of tumblr that do not yet have an ao3 and for the approval of @aliasrocket and @elegant-fleuret I love both your stuff so much please notice me sempai’s. Part 1 Rating: Explicit Tension boils over between you and Rocket culminating in a misunderstanding that will certainly change the vibe. The reader is an AFAB non-binary. Telling Rocket to “Go fuck himself” was probably a bad thing in hindsight. Perhaps it was a step too far to lob a small Rocket Raccoon hand puppet at him exclaiming “Here to help you with that” and slamming the door. Even worse was engaging in your favorite addiction without making sure the door was securely locked. Karma had to be the driving cause as to why you found yourself naked on your bed, knees held apart by a collapsible spreader bar and hands held securely in handcuffs on either corner of your bed. The restraints did not guarantee that you were about to be in danger, no that honor went to the man between your legs.

Rocket Raccoon drinking you in like you were going to be a feast that he would enjoy at his preferred pace and that pace alone. The lecherous smile that slowly crept over his face was meant to disguise his intentions but it did not for it never reached his eyes. His eyes were still brimming with rage with the scene he witnessed when he barged into your room just a bit earlier and what he saw you doing to yourself. You were fairly sure he temporarily drugged you; it was the only real explanation to the restraints and the ball gag that was currently keeping you from uttering a single coherent word. You could see in the reflection of the mirror across the bed that the ball gag was orange and it made sense it was a color he was fond of.

“You’re probably wondering what’s going on I’m assuming?” The words rolled out of his mouth with Rocket letting the last word languish over his tongue a moment before escaping. Somehow life had afforded Rocket the blessing of a voice that held an accent that made him sound like an old New York gangster from years before just a bit of class along with the vulgarities. And it was fucking hot.

You hated being an audiophile.

You nodded wordlessly at him hoping to get whatever payback he was after over with because you could not have him tell the others what he saw. They’d never want to be around you again if they found out.

“The only thing that made sense when you were babbling all the bullshit when I came in was that you did it cause you can’t feel right now so I’m going to help you feel”

Rocket was taking what you said earlier literally about your ability to feel the sensation of touch instead of your ham handed way of explaining that you were dissociating again. How terrified you were.

Rocket places a hand down on your shoulder slowly rubbing up and down its length “We’ll start slowly you know wake the body up and all” he started trailing his hands over your collarbone, your sides and just ghosting his touch over your breasts.

Your breath caught in your throat, it would have even if not for the gag and you feel as your body grew flush with nipples slowly starting to harden. Were you really that touch starved?

Rocket broke the silence “I know you find me sexy anyways” You shook your head no but it looked pathetic at best.

“You told me during that drunk Truth or Dare game Quill made us do, remember?”

Fuck, you drank too much that night to recall it clearly.

Damn your Demisexuality.

And Tequila.

Rocket grasped your chin causing you to give him direct eye contact “I’m not going to hurt you but I’m still pissed about that puppet and even more so with what you were doing earlier” his voice got louder and angrier causing you to flinch a little before he settled your face in between his hands.

“I’m going to show you what pleasure feels like” Rocket took a hand to gently cup the back of my head before gently beginning to nibble up the column of your neck. The sensation makes your head swim dizzy, delicious and desperate for any kind touch. Yes you let the Guardians hug you but it was so rare that you let anyone touch your skin it felt too intimate to do. To summon up that kind of trust again.

“I’m going to continue now, nod your head if that’s a’ight” You could feel your head bob up and down in agreement as he nibbled, choosing to continue his actions while waiting for your response. He could easily see you nodding reflected in the mirror across from your bed.

Rocket continued his assault on your body showering your neck and just behind your ears with an assortment of nibbles and kisses. It felt so intoxicating that you didn’t even notice him deftly slipping the gag off your mouth. He finally kissed you after what felt like an eternity of torture and it was exhilarating soft at first then bold tongues dueling for control. He was winning as he gave your tongue a hard suck just lightly dragging his canines over it. You didn’t mind losing. It only got better when you realized that the reason you were feeling his hands on your arse gently kneading the flesh while also feeling something delightful on your breasts was because he was using his tail.

The soft fur of his tail was slowly dragged over the tops of your breasts gently teasing the nipples. You could feel him smirk into the kiss as you let out a small mewling sound as he continued his ministrations. Rocket pulled away from the kiss deciding to continue his journey of exploration of your naked form as you protested missing his lips against yours. The protests swiftly got swallowed by the lured moans that came out of your mouth once Rocket’s own mouth found its way around one of your breasts enveloping with its sinfully wet warmth. Sucking hard pulling the soft plumpness of your breast further into his mouth lightly grazing your nipple with his fangs. He made sure that the other breast did not feel forgotten kneading it slowly in time to the rhythm of the sucking of your breast.

Rockets tail had now made place between your open thighs gently stroking at the sensitive skin in between. You could already feel the tip of his tail start to grow damp with the evidence of your arousal. You felt so overwhelmed with sensation making you feel that delicious buzz you got once you had your fix.

A loud pop distracted you from your thoughts as Rocket had finished feasting on your breasts a trail of saliva trailed from his mouth from your tender nipple. You felt as if he kissed down the rest of your torso before getting to where you needed him most.

Rocket drank in the sight of your bare pussy openly ogling the flushed lips of your dripping labia and clitoros that was swollen and painfully desperate for some form of stimulation. Rocket hovered mere inches away gently blowing on your pussy causing your cliteros to throb painfully with need. He took a moment to inhale the scent that your dripping folds were letting off.

“Oh yeah” He enunciated the phrase in the same way he did when he was able to get his hands around a big gun. Rocket started to gently rub your outer lips lazily drawing circles around your opening but avoiding touching your clit.

You were sloppy with need and you required so much more from him. Needed him to keep touching you. He said he was going to show you pleasure and he was making good on that word but not quite giving you the release you deserve and it was driving you crazy contending with the liquid fire of lust pounding into each one of your cells relentlessly.

Rocket was enjoying his exploration of your body and the moans that kept tumbling out of your mouth, the loose whorish moans that made Rocket stiffen with arousal. Rocket just needed to stick to the plan flooding you with so much sensation that you never forget what it feels like to feel. Rocket had taken a scan of you while passed out to confirm that there was no biological reason why you couldn’t feel so he figured you needed a hard reset every once and a while which he was happy to deliver. So Rocket would take you from one spectrum of pleasure to the next until you were begging him to slid inside you then he would start the next part of his plan. He didn’t forget about that puppet you threw at him and he would make you pay for that later.

Rocket’s ears perked up when he could hear the soft tumble of pleas falling out of your mouth.

“Rocket, please” Was the best effort that you could get out of your mouth, and Rocket was delighted to see his plan was working. There you were chest heaving with exertion, the glistening of sweat over your body and the delicious smells you gave off it was making him hungry.

“You want me to touch this?” Rocket ghosts over your clit watching as you arched, smirking as you nodded your head up and down with rapid enthusiasm. He slowly starts to apply pressure onto your clit a bit firmer than before and that’s all it takes for the tension to finally snap as you cum for the first time of the night. Your head was swimming with the aftereffects of the orgasm as you just made out Rocket asking “No one’s ever spent this much time on you huh?” He started pressing firmer circles around your clit relishing in the bucking of your hips, the way you bit your lip as you moaned and how your pupils had taken over your irises fully. Rocket kept rubbing away at your pussy alternating between long slow circles and quick rapid ones bringsingyou to another additional two orgasms.

“You look so pretty like this don’t cha”

You breathed out a weak “Ah ha” in response it was getting so hard to stay focused you were so sensitive.

“So fucking pretty all pink and wet for me and I bet pretty tasty”

You couldn’t figure out the implications of his statement before he made the intended action of sliding his long tongue around your labia, fully overwhelming your cunt with pleasure.

Rocket was lost in the sensation of your vaginal walls gripping him tightly as he tongue fucked you open his muzzle slipping in just slightly. The thickness of his tongue added an extra bit of delight because it made so much more pressure behind the stroking of your g-spot. You did think that not anything could feel better than this till Rocket inserted some of his fingers into you to start pumping away.

“Do you like this Kit” the nickname stirring something deep within your belly that was already full with desire.

“Ah Ha” He started to pump his fingers faster, scissoring his fingers together to get the most reaction from you.

“I want a Yes or No. You can do that for me can’t you Kit”

“Yes” You shouted out as you rode through the fifth orgasm that you had since Rocket turned his attention to your pussy. Rocket continued to feast on you like your pussy contained the last bit of moisture that he would ever find to survive, seeming to attempt to suck your dripping cunt dry. He rode you through an additional five orgasms before sliding up your painfully sensitive body to your ear.

“You know I said I was going to show you how to feel and don’t think I’ve forgotten about the puppet”

You felt him grip the back of your head painfully, the stinging nerves helping to steady the foggy state of your orgasm filled mind.

“Now I’m going to be nice and show you what pain and pleasure have in common”

He held your chin in place forcing you to keep eye contact with his beautiful brown eyes now glowing with lust.

“You’re going to be my Lil Fuck Puppet aren’t you to make up for all your bullshit right?”

Without skipping a beat you answered “Yes”

“Oh Yeah”

#rocket raccoon x reader #rocket raccoon fanfic #rocket raccoon & reader #rocket raccoon smut

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dragonotaku-justineverything · 1 year

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Jaune sempai after prodding from Glynda he decides to go and visit the other two members of his team! He is shocked to find they want to welcome him with open arms

Jaune took in a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves as they started to rise again. He had been hyping himself up all day for this, but now that he was standing out of the building with "Golden palate" written above it large, golden letters and easily readable on the black background and a golden plate logo in the middle underneath the writing. Nothing too fancy, but Jaune knew how much Piken had liked that name and didn't particularly like fancy.

He looked around the street he was on, fully knowing that he was just stalling for more time to avoid the conversation ahead of him. There wasn't much to keep his attention though, given how late it was. Even though it was a Friday night, only a few individuals and couples were walking down the street. The last of the nearby stores that stayed open later than others were now starting to close down for the night themselves, so there wasn't much left for people to do for the night besides loiter about. Speaking of closing down, the Golden Palate was about to as well, so Jaune really could stall any longer.

With a gulp, he stepped forward, pulled the door open, and walked in.

Susan heard the chime of the door and fought down a sigh. Of course, when they were almost closed, another guest had to come in. She was just wiping down one of the last dirty tables with a clean towel before she was going to start the closing cleaning in the back with Piken.

They had sent most of their other staff home already a few hours ago, thinking it was about to die down but ended up getting a small pop of guests not soon after. They managed it pretty well, but it was still kind of exhausting for the both of them. Thankfully the other chefs, servers, and hosts were still able to get out at decent time so they could go home and get some well earned rest. Now it was just the two of them left to deal with the closing duties. And of course the guest that just walked in.

'Oh well, I guess one more table won't hurt. Just please don't let them be difficult.' With a quick inhale and exhale, Susan stood up straight and softly patted her stomach before turning around to greet their newest guest in her usual cheerful voice. "Hiii, welcome to the Golden Palate! How may we... h-help you..."

Susan's greeting trailed off as she saw just who their late guest was. Her old team leader Jaune Arc. The towel in her hands suddenly hung limply from one finger. Surprise overtook all her senses as she stared at Jaune. Her mind was racing, but she couldn't say anything.

Thankfully, Jaune could still manage to find his voice. "H-hey... Susan... I hope I'm not... intruding or anything."

Susan silently shook her head, her mouth hanging open a little.

Jaune seemed to lose the confidence he did have at her total silence. He rubbed his arm nervously. As he rubbed his arm, Susan noticed the familiar black and blue glove and armor on his right arm. She recognized it immediately, and she could already feel the tears start stinging at her eyes.

"D-do you think that we could talk maybe? J-just the three of us?"

Susan finally seemed to snap back to the present and spoke, "S-sure Jaune..." Following a moment of silence, the cheetah faunus turned and walked off towards the kitchen in the restaurant, calling out loudly as she got near the double-swing door. "Piken! C-can you come out here! S-someone's here to t-talk with us!"

"Sure thing! One sec!"

True to the voice's words, it was only a seconds later until the door swung open towards Susan and revealed Jaune's other former teammate, Piken Dovo. Piken was just finishing removing his apron when Susan rushed up to him. Jaune was too far away, but from the way that the man stiffened up as she talked to him, he knew Piken was just as hesitant for this meeting as he was.

Jaune didn’t have very long to think about it though as the two started walking back over towards him. Piken stopped by Jaune and took a long look at his old leader. It had been over three months since either of them had seen him, which had last been a week before they had left Beacon, leaving the Huntsman life behind them. And he wasn’t too sure what to do. But he had one thing he could do. “Hey Jaune. You... wanna take a seat at the bar? I’m going to lock up the place really quick.”

Jaune nodded. “S-sure. That sounds great, thank you.”

Jaune slowly paced over to the small bar along one wall while Piken went to the front door to start locking up. Susan herself went to the back to quick finish up a few closing things before joining Jaune at the bar, though she kept her distance. She was sitting two stools away, putting an extra empty stool between them. She was hoping the space would make things feel less awkward.

It didn’t.

They sat in silence until Piken joined them and stood on the other side of the bar. Only then did the cheetah faunus feel willing to speak. “So Jaune... What brings you by? You... haven’t stopped by before...”

Well... that was a great way to start the conversation...

Susan immedately realized what she said, and worry filled her face as she tried to back pedal. “I-I mean you haven’t.... uuuuhmmmm...”

Jaune just shook his head and spoke up to get her to stop. “It’s okay Susan. I know what you meant. But you’re right. I haven’t been around a lot recently... ” Jaune brushed aside her attempts to say something more sensitive. He looked at her and Piken. Susan settled down a little and Piken just kept looking at him silently from the other side of the bar. Jaune breathed in and out slowly. He thought back to his conversation with Professor Goodwitch yesterday morning.

She had found him passed out in the training room. Again. It was about the seventh time or so that she had, and unlike she had done all the other times she found him, she didn’t just let him go. Instead she basically forced him to open up to her, no longer letting him hide his problems from her.

And boy did he open up.

Jaune let the last two months of stress, hurt, anger, sadness, regret, loss, guilt, and overall just pain explode out of him. Not at Glynda specifically, but just raging in the room in general. After a few minutes of ranting (and crying) Glynda calmed him down and told him he couldn’t keep training himself to exhaustion as some sort of punishment or distraction. Instead, she helped talk him into coming down to Vale and confronting his friends about what happened.

So here he was. Pouring his heart out once again. This time to the two people he had yelled at three months ago. Who he had called cowardly and pathetic for running away like they were.

“And I’m sorry. For everything I said three months ago. I was so incredibly wrong and I was angry at everything then, but I shouldn’t have lashed out at you two... I just felt like you were abandoning me for what happened to Azuri. It wasn't right to think that. It was selfish of me and I shouldn't have tried to get in the way of your own lives. I am so sorry I pushed you both away. I know you're- huph?"

Jaune was cut off when Susan had suddenly stood up and hugged him. It felt weird getting a hug from her after so long without one, but he did remember her amazing hugs. He even felt her tail come around gently wrap around his waist like she used to do. After missing only a beat, Jaune hugged her back tightly. He had missed her hugs.

"You're too hard on yourself still... Glynda came in a while ago and told us what was happening to you." Susan mumbled into Jaune's shoulder. "We never once thought that you were the one to blame. We never once thought that we were hurting you so much by leaving! We were just so scared... If something that horrible could happen to someone as nice as Azuri, then how could any of us really expect to come home every time we left. It is, in no possible way, your fault Jaune! But... Oh Jaune you had us so scared! When Professor Goodwitch told us how you were acting and working yourself to exhaustion every other day, we felt terrible, but we just didn't know what to do! And with starting up the restaurant, we couldn't go up to Beacon because we were just so busy here!"

Jaune was shocked to hear this come flooding out of Susan. Someone who was usually so carefree and so full of joy to the point of infecting others with it just by talking to them. To hear that she was worrying about HIM after the way they had parted knocked Jaune for a loop.

However, he wasn't too shocked that he didn't notice another pair of arms wrapped around him from the side. Piken had come around from the other side of the bar and had wrapped his arms around the two of them, hugging them both tightly. Jaune it returned with one arm across Piken's back. "We did try calling you, but we couldn't get through no matter how much or what time we tried."

Jaune bowed his head. He knew why they couldn't reach him, and he was pretty sure they knew as well. He had blocked their numbers in his scroll in anger after their fight. He'd honestly forgotten about doing that until just now. So that made him feel even more guilty about everything he'd done to his friends.

He promised himself, right then and there, that he'd make it up to them.

For the next five minutes, the old friends kept hugging and aired the rest of their regrets, worries, and especially apologies to each other. They actually all ended up going around in circles, taking turns forgiving one another it seemed. Pretty soon the three of them realized they were just going back and forth with saying they were sorry and then the other forgiving them. And at that point they all just started laughing.

After their laughing fits died down, it was like the tension totally cleared and they started talking like they used to for about another 30 minutes. It was so nice to Jaune to be able to talk to the two of them again after so long. And to hear them hear him out and forgive him had made him feel better than he had in months.

But it was getting very late, and Piken and Susan needed to get home and to sleep soon for work tomorrow. Jaune fully understood, and he apologized for dropping by out of nowhere without warning. Yet again, he was forgiven and told that it was fine. "More than fine" in fact by a much happier Susan.

Jaune stood up from the bar stool and was about to leave when something shifted in his hoodie pocket, reminding him of something. "Oh yeah! I also have something for you guys." Jaune looked down and reached into the pocket. He struggled for a few seconds, but then finally pulled out a huge bundled stack of Lien cards.

"Here you go." Which he tossed onto the bar.

Susan and Piken's eyes had almost shot out of their head when they saw the stack land on the counter. They didn't move or say anything. They just looked back at Jaune.

Jaune, when he saw them staring, just gestured to the stack and repeated, "Here you go."

Susan yelled first. "What do you mean 'here you go'!?"

Piken was right behind her. "Jaune what the hell?!"

Despite both of their yelling though, they had moved closer to the stack and started looking at it. Piken, with very shaky hands, reached out and picked it up delicately. He almost choked when he felt the weight of it.

"I promised I was going to help you get your dream about opening up the most famous restaurant. I know I'm pretty late to the game, but that's the start of me trying to keep that promise."

The couple stood side by side and kept marveling at the stack of money before Susan managed to ask, "H-how..."

"If you're asking how I have that much, weeeeell I sort of dipped into my savings that I'd been building with my share of the side jobs we were doing. Also I called in a couple of favors around Beacon and Vale to get a little more. If you're asking how much is there... Iiiii think it was around 10,000?"

Piken's reaction to hearing that was instantaneous, which was that he fumbled the stack around in his hands out of surprise before getting a firm, iron-clad grip on it.

Susan's reaction was also instant. "We're not taking this!!!"

The volume of her scream deafened Jaune and Piken for a brief second before Jaune spoke up again. "Yes, you are."

"No we aren't! This is a ridiculous amount!"

"And I earned or was given every cent so I get to choose what to do with it. And it's going to you and your restaurant."

"Jaune we-!"

"Susan, you really think you're going to win this? Have you forgotten how our arguments used to end?"

Susan's voice petered out at that. She knew that he was always the most stubborn one on the team. It usually took all three of them to get him to concede about something. Susan's face scrunched up, making it look like she was going to yell at Jaune again, but instead she just sighed and slouched a bit. She knew it'd be a headache to argue with him and she just couldn't deal with that at the moment. She looked up at Jaune, the man she'd known for over a year at Beacon, spending everyday with him and becoming as close if not closer than family. Until that nightmare three months ago that is... And here he was, smiling at her like he always did. Like he smiled at his sisters.

Susan looked to her side at Piken. He immediately saw her look and hugged her tightly with one arm and held the stack of money tightly in his other hand. He kissed her head and nodded at her. That was all she needed to hear. "Fine Jaune. We accept it. T-thank you so much!" 'Oh great now the tears are coming back!' Jaune gave a small chuckle and flashed a thumbs up to her. "But we're going to pay you back somehow!"

"No you're not, that's my promise to help you. Not a loan."

Piken finally joined back in on the conversation. "But you're going to accept it."

"No I won't."

The couple spoke together next in a strong unified voice that came from practice over the years with Jaune. "Jaune. You will accept whatever we do to pay you back for this."

Jaune winced under their voices. 'I hate when they gang up on me like that. Two vs one isn't fair.' "Yeah okay. Fine. I'll accept it."

"Good."

"Stop talking at the same time."

Piken and Susan looked at each other, then back at Jaune with a defiant smile. "No." Jaune's annoyed groan earned a laugh out of all three of them.

"Okay guys. It was amazing catching up with you, but I think it's too late to keep chatting. I need to head back to Beacon and you both need your sleep. I'll definitely be stopping by again soon, both to chat and if you ever need any help. And we'll chat over our scrolls a lot more too now I promise. Bye guys."

Piken did a friendly salute with two fingers to Jaune. "See you then leader."

Susan nodded and waved at him. "Bye Jaune. Please message us as soon as you can!"

"You got it Sues."

Just as he was about to walk out, Jaune was stopped by Susan calling out, "Oh Jaune?"

He turned around again, his hand still on the door. "Yeah Sues?"

"Didn't the last bullhead leave for Beacon already."

...

Jaune quickly whipped out his scroll and turned it on, seeing the time was 12:01. The last bullhead in Vale goes to Beacon at 12:00 on the dot to make sure students get back for curfew.

Jaune's hand fell from the door as he stared at his screen. "Uuuuuuh.... I guess so."

"Need a place to stay?"

Jaune looked up at his two friends and saw them smiling smugly at him. ‘Something tells me they realized that long before they told me...' "That... would be helpful."

Piken couldn't hold it after Jaune's reluctant admittance and let out a deep laugh. "You can spend the night at our place then."

"Thanks you guys. I appreciate it."

Pike and Susan looked at him warmly, with Piken saying, "What are friends for?"

...

"So does this count as you paying me back and we can call it even?"

"Oooooh not even close."

#rwby #jaune arc #glynda goodwitch #susan free #piken dovo #team jasp #jaune sempai au #ask #sfw #soulreaver656

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bunnymajo · 6 months

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9, 16, 24 for Amy Rose?

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

She might be a little...too sociable for me at first, but I think it would be fine, of all the Sonic characters I think she'd probably be the best roommate lol I mean, heck she's always adventuring, as long as she pays her part of the rent on time we cool.

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

Oh gosh. Aside from the obvious age gap ones, there's nothing I'm really against. Amy pairs pretty well with just about everyone.

...depending on how 67 goes it might be Surge x Amy. I just don't want her to be in a situation where she's being lied to/taken advantage of, and that's very possible with Surge. Amy deserves better than that.

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

[Insert list of magical girls that have giant hammers]

I can't think of anything too specific rn actually, but I see a lot of her traits in other shoujo protagonists. Amy's character has been all over the map, from shy uwu "I want sempai to notice me" to a more outspoken but unfortunate "Possessive Fangirl" to the more mature, compassionate and adventurous girl we have now.

So she feels right at home with uh. just about any other female lead

#empressofthelibrary #responses #amy rose #headcanons

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cryptidplays · 8 months

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Y'know, since it's 🎃spooky month...💀

I want to share with you all some horror games/visual novels that I greatly enjoy.

(Recommendations under the cut. This will be Part 1 of my recommendations)

Emerald Wasp is a very interesting game. The story takes place in the 1980s and revolves around two men who get trapped in a supposedly abandoned bunker. They discover the horrible truth of what went on there after it was no longer used by the military, and they have a run-in with a former soldier who was thought to be dead after a military operation in the 1960s (I think?) ended in the disappearance of everyone in his squad.

Anyways, my description can't really do this game justice. But I wanted to recommend it for the spooky month. There is a lot of disturbing imagery, so take the time to read the content warnings if you do decide to play it. I highly recommend that you be 18+ to play because of this imagery.

The only thing that I found difficult with this game was the walk controls, which are a little fidgety sometimes (and there is a mechanic where you have to manually use a lighter in your inventory to see sometimes, but things like that are common in RPG maker games, so I didn't find it bothersome.)

Fatal Focus (by the ever awesome Catsket!)

is a psychological horror visual novel (with an emphasis on the psychological aspect) where you move to a small town and you have a hobby in photography. One day you look up some photography events that might be happening in the near future and end up noticing that there will be a photography walk on that day. When you go to the meeting place, you end up being the only person that shows up besides the walk's host: Adonis, who shows you a side of the town (and yourself) that is more disturbing than you might expect.

This is yet another fairly disturbing game, although it is more in the descriptions than in the imagery. There are descriptions of rot, maggots and even cannibalism, but the atmosphere of this game is immensely creepy and beautiful. It's perfect for a late-night spooky story session.

If you like yanderes and spooky atmospheres, then I recommend A Date With Denial

It's another visual novel, and this time you awaken in a restaurant across from a charming, yet oddly terrifying man who calls you his "muse" and claims you accepted a dinner date with him. But you can't remember anything. Depending on the choices you make, you can get one of three endings and even discover how you ended up where you are. Although, the strange man who calls you his muse continues to remain a mystery. (Hey, at least he's cute and shows off some nice cleavage... that makes up for it, right?)

This visual novel is a prequel/spinoff to Batter-Sempai's other visual novels: Be My Muse and Let Me Remind You(this one doesn't have a demo yet). All of which feature the handsome Zecharias Mnemosyne as the yandere love interest.

While I've only played A Date With Denial so far, I really adore Zecharias and I found the concept behind him and these stories to be a lot of fun.

My Ange is still a demo at the moment.

It is another yandere horror visual novel, in which you have lost your job and moved to another city to get away from everything for a while. Unfortunately, your new apartment comes with its own troubles. It's rundown and the previous tenant had seemingly run away, if you are to believe what you've been told. There may also be something very wrong with your neighbor. He seems nice enough, but there's something off about him.

I just really liked the idea behind this one. The feeling of isolation is so good, and Noah is fucking adorable even if he is creepy. I love character designs that include too-large and very dark eyes, especially with the creepy little smile Noah gives. Plus, depending on your choices you can get one of three endings... and all of them really will leave you with a sense of dread. This VN has a lot of potential, so I'll be keeping an eye on it.

Domestic Dread is also a yandere visual novel demo.

It is another VN that centers around having lost some of your memories. Except, this time, it is due to an accident you seem you have gotten into the night prior. Your best friend, Marcelo, claims that your boyfriend had nearly killed you and he must pay for it.

The manipulation in this one is very well done. Marcelo is charming, and handsome, and you can't fully remember him or your boyfriend... so it's very difficult for you to make sound decisions.

This is also another VN with multiple endings, and at least one of them is pretty damn gruesome. I recommend reading the content warnings. But this was created by the amazing Epykslion and their partner Leo, who make an excellent team. Leo's art is gorgeous, and Lion has wonderful knowledge of the yandere genre. So if you love yanderes and are 18+ (for the disturbing/violent imagery), then you're in for a good time.

Anyhow, that is Part One of my spooky/horror games recommendations for October. I will mostly try to recommend indie games, although I may let nostalgia take over and pop in a couple of old PS1/PS2 games in there, too.

#indie games #rpg maker horror #visual novel #yandere #Spooky Game Recs Part 1

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transingthoseformers · 8 months

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Oh dear thought for RodiClash. Rodimus is close to Optimus's age. What if he's older than Thunderclash by a good bit? Thunders hasn't been braging at Rodimus he's just trying to impress him. Swerve hosted Anime night for the movies. A tipsy Thunderclash passes Rodimus on his way back to his berth and accidentally blurts out "sempai please notice me." Has a tipsy breakdown during Roddy's double take. Thunderclash is asking Rodimus how to impress him. Cause he keeps trying and failing. It's what he's wanting to do for along time.

Rodimus is looking at him so strangely after that. He was not expecting his catty "Why would you want to impress me?" To be met with an ernest "Cause you're so pretty, and smart and I want to have your babies."

Anime Night

You know what that's interesting that Thunderclash decided to get drunk during anime night. Because I'm trying to imagine Clashy as a weeb and that's kind of hilarious. Aww, yes, he's having a Big Confession Moment.

ohh thunders

Rodimus is befuddled, like??? The Perfect Autobot ™️, wanting to impress him?

sdfg and yes he does, Thunderclash thinks you're so pretty roddie and you two's paintjobs match in such interesting ways.

#maccadam #transformers #rodiclash #mtmte rodimus #mtmte thunderclash #mtmte swerve #last i checked Thunderclash went to med school with Ratchet so he's 100% older than rodimus #i checked the tfwiki to confirm that and holy shit i forgot just how much sheer achievement energy he projects #we all can see why rodimus is very jealous of him abd intimidated by him #tHUS WHY THIS IDEA IS EVEN FUNNIER #''rescuing some orphans from a burning sun'' sdfssghjk

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soaringpigeonshovel · 5 months

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People I'd like to know better!

I was tagged by @ninjadepressed (thank you!!! i think the theme for me this week is 'sempai noticed me' lol)

Last song: Guilty Gear Strive - The Circle (it's partially my fic's theme song, along with Rock Parade from the same album and Maretu's SIU)

Favourite colour: yellow!

Currently watching: i'm not great with the moving pictures lol. I've been planning to watch Jojo Stone Ocean for ages but haven't been able to muster up the determination. Might try to watch Kakashi's Anbu arc in Naruto one of these days... hopefully.

Last movie/tv show: I think it was a movie called A Haunting In Venice? A Poirot adaptation I watched with the family. The spoooky elements are alright enough, and the mystery was alright enough, but I think the two halves of this movie struggled to work together in the third act. The characters were fun tho

Spicy/savoury/sweet: oooh that's difficult. I think mostly it's spicy (I just tortured myself with painfully spicy noodles lol) although maybe salty is more accurate to my usual cravings. Oh, but my cooking specialty is homemade ice cream!

Relationship status: super duper single

Current obsession: Naruto and specifically Kakashi, as is pretty clear from my blog! I don't think I've ever fallen harder into a work, and I've been lurking silently around fandom since I was a kid. If there's anything else right now, it would be One Piece and computer coding (game programming using the Godot engine specifically).

Last thing you googled: Multiple kaomojis, because I want to reply to all my fic reviews to the best of my ability but i'm naturally awkward XD. Before that, I was double-checking a few word definitions. Did you know 'nonplussed' means both 'bewildered' AND 'unpeturbed'??? those two meanings are close enough yet different enough to render the word nigh-on unuseable without aid. stupid-ass pretty word tbh

Tagging: @technoblade-apologist-and-proud, @swinginmakerbonkplaid

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prstmmprhdl · 2 months

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Sooo I was tagged by @nanomooselet (sempai noticed me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) no but really woooow a person with so much such cool trigun meta knows I exist? I’m literally starstruck)

But I’m stupid and I don’t know who to tag in return :( I’m not even sure I know how to see who I’m mutuals with? I’m a technological granny that’s all anyone needs to know about me lol

But the questions are actually different:

Last song: Not Found by Buck-Tick. That’s a great song, I kinda forgot existed and actually expected to listen to Mudai (which means “No name”, so, it’s not that weird to confuse the two).

Favorite color: green. Deep moss green is the best, but any hue is great.

Currently watching: ugggh. Thanks to my husband I watch ongoings now ( >___>) they are suddenly really good. Everybody knows Dungeon Meshi, I think. It’s already a cult classic as a manga and Trigger continues to make history. I’ve juuust finished Frieren and Apothecary Diaries, Bucchigiri and Warumono San no kyuujitsu, Yubisaki to renren and Majyo to Yajyu. Have started Yoru no kagame wa oyogenai (PLEASE WATCH IT. JUST FOR THE CINEMATOGRAPHY ALONE! PS - god I love the way anime of this new decade uses “camera movement” and colors. Tengoku daimakyo and Chainsawman are probably the best examples here, but this slice of life/music dramedy already looks amazing) and Shyuumatsu no train wa doko e iku (this is boringly simple in the art department in general but the promise and the visualization of the surreal parts is really good, I’m hooked!). Gmg. I do watch movies as well, like, Poor things and Aliza Frankenstein are extremely good. Dune is very beautiful. Mami Wata is a black and white gem of a movie. But I think I should shut up already.

Sweet/savory/spicy: savory I guess? However I’m not a native English speaker and had to google for some time as I’ve previously considered savory not a taste, but… a feel? Dunno.

Relationship status: married. As for friendship, it’s mostly online as most my beautiful ladies live far away ~_~

Current obsession: Trigun. And. Like. Really. It is an OBSESSION. I love all the characters, I literally fall asleep and wake up with them on my mind. I’ve made myself a felted Vash toy. I’ve watched Stampede twice (don’t look at the number of things I watch. Without my husband I can’t finish shit. But this! I’ve screencapped every second of it it seems. I’ve read manga in English and Japanese (and sometimes badly translated to Russian for the lulz - there’s so much swearing it’s basically a different story). I’ve committed two art pieces for the first time in my life. I’ve put art on my walls and my laptop. And I even returned to reading fan fiction after almost a decade of staying away from ao3 (no shade here, I just never loved anything as much as to need any additional materials. Except for Hannibal. But that show was too perfect and didn’t need anything but deep analytics on the symbolism). Hmh. I want to plug “Becoming Eden” by Lenipes here. It’s so good it has become a fourth trigun “canon” for me.

Last thing I googled: how does savory taste lol

Hehe. That’s so long. I guess I just wanted to vent a bit?

Who can I tag? @6wings-manyeyes @esotericbird

Sorry to bother you. No pressure and all that~ just a little tag game to get to know mutuals better.

#tag game #who should I tag though #I was so pleased to be tagged!#I really wish I could talk to more trigun people #and anime people #and tumblr people in general #I used to know ppl here thrugh #fiction podcasts #those a great #aaaargh #I want someone who loves trigun AND wolf 359 #these two are so so soooooo cool #and somehow give off similar vibes ???#dunno #trigun #wolf359

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fedorahead · 4 months

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usually when i get new follows it's from bots, so i get that spike of happy "sempai noticed me" sempai being other tumblr users, but then it turns out to just want sex or whatever. it makes me sad and inflates my numbers in ways i don't want. so sometimes i go through and clear them out. but also, they usually get banned between following me and my cleaning sprees. what do you do with bots?

#tumblr polls #my polls

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olderthannetfic · 2 months

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It is interesting to me to see the big current slash fandoms, I guess I had kind of expected all the big ones to be canon ships because that's part of my issue. I do not tend to enjoy canon ships very much and instead prefer picking a dude that I want to be bisexual and then shipping him with everyone (canon ships also do not involve very many bisexual men and if they do they are not the partner fandom cares about). So it's felt a bit isolating in comics fandom where people get mad at you for making a character a bi man when he knows TWO men who are gay so why can't you just focus on the canon gays and their canon ships.

I have been reading a bit of danmei though. Even if I'm not into the main ship a lot of the time (me pushing Xie Lian and Hua Cheng aside to stare directly at Pei Su) I do find the ships more interesting than a lot of western canon gay ships which feel... overly trying to be non-problematic. From what I've seen people are also more fine with shipping side characters too.

Come join me in Mysterious Lotus Casebook land. It's not danmei: it's just full of "Only I am allowed to kill you" and "Notice me, Sempai".

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arileartist · 1 year

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Having Kisumi Shigino as your senior:~

Enjoyyyy ❤️❤️

-You'd always start your college day with him greeting you with a cheerful smack on your back and a loud "Good morningggg!!"

-He'd be around the whole college since he's so social, you'd see him pretty much everywhere

-You see him in the college sports area practicing basketball whenever you have your gym class. Not to mention how hot he looks in the uniform~

-y/n: Kisumi sempai, you must be tired after practice, here, have a drink!! *Hands him a bottle of energy drink*

-Kisumi: Awwww~ such a sweet kouhai I have~ Why thank youuu!! Ne, why don't you come watch me during the official games too ;) consider it as a free pass~

-You get invited to his games more often than not, unless you're in the middle of your exams.

-He's a very caring and friendly senior, but he also respects your distance and treats you similarly. He's definitely more social and approachable than your other seniors, but he knows where to draw a line.

-Of course, he loves to chat and gossip, so you get all the tea about the drama and the nice juicy gossip in your upperclassmen's batches.

-He gets the same from you though, you often find yourself telling him more things than you should, and he's very sneaky with it too, asking you all the little questions that would surely get him the things he wants to know. You don't mind it though.

-He'll protect you at all costs. If he sees anyone bullying you, or giving you a hard time, he'll have his way in, and also make sure that you're having an easy dealing with politics playing people. He is the kind to always have tricks up his sleeve, and through his contacts, there's nothing he cannot do~

-You sometimes wonder if he's helping out too much, but you don't mind it. As long as nobody is getting hurt.... Unless it's someone getting what they deserve, which Kisumi is VERY good at formulating, then you quite enjoy the show.

-He's also there to comfort you emotionally. Though he's not very good at it, he tries to help you whenever you're having a tough time. You didn't wish him? You looked a little different today? Your face is not as cheerful? He'll notice it immediately, and ask you what's up. He's kind like that.

-Though there are some caviats to it. He doesn't have a group as such, so you always wonder who exactly he is close to. He doesn't show closeness to any one person, he's friendly with everyone.

-He doesn't open up much about himself. There's no way for you to tell anything about him. You just know him as a cheerful and trustable senior of yours, who's a basketball player

-He also doesn't express other emotions much. You've never seen him angry or upset. He's always smiling brightly, illuminating everyone's day around him. You can't tell what he hides beneath that. Neither does he let you ask that kind of question to him.

-Though he's flirty in general, he doesn't like to flirt with you. He thinks you might catch on to feelings and he wouldn't want that. He keeps a strict boundary and isn't afraid to express it.

-You can't help, but wonder how he would be if he was your boyfriend....

Thank you for readingggg! I'll try to upload more posts from now on hehe!❤️❤️

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