#and these two fuckers to interact

[teisubrainrot]

Found you~

oh no, samurai minedai

#idk man i just wanted ishin characters to have little ‘i feel like i know you’ moments #and these two fuckers to interact #but oh well i guess #bald daigo supremacy #like a dragon #rgg #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza #like a dragon: ishin #tokugawa yoshinobu #hijikata toshizo #shinsengumi #dojima daigo #daigo dojima #mine yoshitaka #yoshitaka mine #minedai #art #fanart #teisuart

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i swear i have the body of a 50 yr old. i did something mildly active for less than an hour today and my back Aches. who authorized this

#my back: oughhhh im so weak you need to lay down and be still for ten hours #honey i do not have the patience nor the time for that #i am chugging this soup and then im Really Fuckin Crunching The Packing & Cleaning #my mother gets here at like 2 am and i want to get shit done before she arrives #so that i can be told i did a good job for once in my damn life #sorry that was pathetic! #i actually am just a spiteful creature that wants to prove that Hey. maybe i can be relied upon this one time #bet she expects to get here to see an absolute mess w/ not nearly enough packed #JOKES ON YOU FUCKER IM DOIN IT ALL ON MY OWN #i got shit done Without you. ha! #also i want to go whale watching tomorrow #i need to be on the water... i need it.... big aminal please... #rambles from the bog #i feel so. Independent. and tired #took the cats to the vet all on my own. got them a prescription. rode in two ubers and made casual conversation both times #completely fumbled a brief interaction with a really cute girl who was definitely outta my league #me: wants to talk to cute girl. if she offers to get the door for you say Yes #brain: look at the floor. ignore her. say 'no ive got it' when she offers to get the door for you #sobbing and wailing. totally won otherwise lmao #my cats were so good!!! they were so sweet and they Listened! #they stayed on the weighing plate & let their claws be clipped #they were so friendly and nice and WELL BEHAVED WHAT WAS THAT #when i try to clip their claws i get squirmy mc wormie and little miss war crimes #i walk away with new scars and nothin to show for it #but noooo. vets do it and not a peep. not a single wriggle. no hisses or meows. just hangin out #man. at least my cats are comfy enough with me to be up front w their desires #fuckin fakers... beautiful sweet well behaved fakers.... #the vets absolutely loved them btw. all three people that were in the room loved how sweet my little critters were <3 #i am Proud tbh

[mattodore]

everyone say hi to elias 👋 they enjoy long walks on bloodstained beaches and failing perception checks

#river dipping #bg3 #i've been feeling pretty okay the past few days and it's probably because i'm spending so much time with this fucker #they’re a berserker barbarian drow with a charlatan background #they're a bit cruel and love using deception and intimidation in every available interaction they have #they're actually one of two characters i have but my other character is just for when i get tired of the tank combat #also i want lae'zel and shadowheart to kiss. they're sooo funny when they interact with each other. #...........anyway hello #i'm posting this as a little check in i guess #i might get to my activity feed later today but idk... #...i realize i'm coming online after days of nothing to post abt a completely different video game but kjhnkgh #this is all i have to share atm #actually that's not true i did edit a photo i took of mattodore a few days ago... #i'll post that later #…maybe. #rn i'm just gonna go back to playing bg3 <3 it's fun and distracting #ik i have some asks and mentions to get to but. i rlly am having trouble talking to ppl atm #and like my emotions are kinda distant from my body? so. i feel odd still. #avpd is so frustrating but whatever.

[disastersteps]

holds hands to their face

the thought of anita staring out, weither it was to strung a guitar or in the middle of the project, or just staring out. eyes blank, feeling afloat. floating. floating.

floating until two set of hands on their shoulders- each hand held firm and soft. but different.

and anita blinks, life in their eyes come, and they look up. behind them. ortega with her firm hand, and mortum with her soft hand.

anchors. how it is possible to have two anchors.

of course having two anchors hold you down from floating away, of course it kept you from losing yourself- who you were and who you are now.

and simply. ............. yeah.

#fhr #sidestep: anita lee #everytime i think about this kind of possible relationship #its gonna be a LONG way to even achieve that SDJHGSHJKDGJHSJHGHJG #current anita still give mortum space AND julia broke their goddamn trust #like on one hand #hehehehe im so excited to see the outcome of these!! #on the other hand.... #SHAKING ANITAS SHOULDERS!!! you!!!!! had make my life harder!!!!!! #its kinda funny bc NORMALLY julita is my thing but i love drawing poly stuff and mortum just feel right for neets #SO GESTURES!!! #anyway im uh ahem #myaus | mortumchargestep aka nerd fuckers #<- i know i shouldve make it as a ship tag but for now its like. crack ship??? for now??? BC MORTUM AND ORTEGA HADNT INTERACT!! IN GAME!!! #i want two people making anita feel more deserved and home and. rooting for destroying whatever is it???? #also i should honestly draw a belated birthday for neets soon #i didnt bc i was completely offline break except for discord ofc

[brattybottomdyke]

also

#really sick of all the men following me and liking my stuff #as well as the feeders and belly fetishists…really really does a number on my confidence #i swear every time i make a tiny bit of progress one of those fuckers interacts with me in some shape or form and wham #two steps back 😩 #bottom.spm

[transingthoseformers]

Idea but what if instead of the Megatron and Starscream dynamic we see in g1 we instead get them just constantly getting in mutual petty scraps and arguments?

It'd be hilarious and cute, sure they don't always get along in public but they care about each other honest

#does this cross into shattered glass territory? #i loved how those two interacted in shattered glass #maccadam #transformers #g1 starscream #g1 megatron #in this idea they don't /actually/ try to kill each other (even if they say they're gonna a lot. it's an inside joke at this rate) #me who heavily dislikes the ''megatron abuses Starscream'' plot thing: #i will make these fuckers wholesome if it's the last thing i do #Starscream is still a rebellious little shit

[hellpride]

being enabled to make all my muses sxdafg What I'm saying is M.ammon is coming back because I refuse to accept Tumblr eating her and I'm trying to design M.ichael.

#LOOK.....its really cute imagining M.ichael looking similar to L.ucifer but more posh or professional #Looks like someone u shouldn't approach with his resting 'i'll cut you' face #but approach him and suddenly m.ichael is SO SOFT #switches in a instant #but also it's a double edged sword bc he's not easy to read aka it can be difficult to interact with him comfortably -- two faced fucker #ive been thinking a lot abt him lately #pepsi. | big dick is back in town

[terriblysheepish]

I think that Goro Akechi being canonically feral is great and all but I think it is important to remember that he is also not a total homicidal maniac and does have the capacity to hold back if the person on the receiving end of his attacks is someone he doesn't have any ill intentions towards

(yeah I'm talking about the 3rd semester 'take over or I'm going to get her fucking killed' bit)

#Akechi being batshit feral and also having feelings are two things that coexist #Goro Akechi #Persona 5 #I usually find no merit in interacting with Character interpretations that I don't like bc at the end of the day I'm not out to police how #people like to consume media #But the takes where people paint Akechi as an unapologetic ball of pure rage and violence with no positive mitigating traits is so... #I don't know I personally find it bland at best and reductive to his character at worst #Though I'm not gonna say that they're wrong. Interpret the fucker however you wish as long as you love him ~ (lighthearted) #Or like you can hate him totally and unabashedly that works too lmao as long ad you're happy ~ (lighthearted)

[crossbackpoke-check]

what are ur thoughts on the winners room trope?

ooooo okay surface level analysis: i like winner’s room fics :)

etwas tieferes: i think it’s cool that it’s (afaik) unique to hockey fandom and i enjoy the way it integrates a lot of unspoken rules in hockey with desire/makes them a physical/tangible reality… also the narrative potentials/world-building it opens up can be fun because there’s not really a set of rules for the “winner’s room” trope. are there in-universe rules? who gets chosen? who’s exempt? who gets to pick? where’s it going down? is it the entire room or one guy? what if your (ex)boyfriend is on another team? does somebody need to be taught a lesson or do you need to remind someone who got traded you still love them? also, most important, winner’s room gives you the chance to put two random-ass guys you saw interact for 0.002 seconds and went “hmmm. interesting” about into a Situation and i love that

#yeah buddy!! i love answering questions!!! unironically i have so many opinions!!!! #refraining from putting this in the main text but had to go: yeah who doesn’t love a good g*ngb*ng #it also doesn’t just have to be a bunch of dudes fucking though per always: i think winner’s room fics can bring up interesting dialogues #about the idea of bodily autonomy and self-sacrifice or sacrifice in sports #every fic can utilize a trope their own way so you might have lighter versions or heavier versions and #tw: sa #dub-con/CNC elements which. given the truth of SA and abuse in hockey it’s valuable to have tools to explore and i feel like i need to #address that when i talk about this? obvi dead dove do not eat for some fics re:winner’s room but i think a lot of them do talk about #control and power to some extent if you were to do a deep literary analysis. which we don’t need to. sometimes it’s enough to read a fic one #time because you liked the main pairing and didn’t know SHIT about the flyers and then come back to it years later and absolutely lose your #goddamn mind about the fact that actually you DID know about travis konecny before you thought you did and at one point there were all these #guys that you now know and love who were just like. random fuckers in the sides of the fic. i tend to do that a lot bc i will read for #nearly everything (if i love u. i will read your works even if i don’t know anything about the fandom and also i am always willing to jump #on new ships) so also tangentially i think winner’s room fics are a lot of fun because you can see a lot of different interactions between a #lot of guys like not only is it this guy and this guy but also this guy and that guy and these two interacting around the sacrifice etc etc #tangled web many layers und so weiter. not sure if any of that makes sense but also i’m gonna tag for mentions of sa/wjc/hockey canada stuff #i don’t even really know if winner’s room functions as well even in other sports bc of the Team Identity in hockey & cultural context #liv in the replies #winner’s room can be layered with SO many other kinks and tropes and aus and also just like. i like it & that’s probably all i needed to say #also obvi re: rules for trope there aren’t ever any there’s just some popular variations and we can kinda see some of those forming #but i’m not even sure if winner’s room has its own tag on the archive? i’d have to check i know i have a few saved in my bookmarks at least #OH also if you made it this far. wasn’t sure if this was like a ‘do u got recs’ or a ‘what’s your moral stance’ or ‘hey is this something ur #into’ so. good faith good vibes y’all and if this wasn’t what u meant please elaborate the question i do love answering things #ty for the ask!!!! #for the record i do watch hockey like the leonardo dicaprio pointing meme finding milliseconds of interaction to go HAHA GAY NARRATIVE about

[whatamipan]

We really need to normalize complimenting dudes. Not just romantically but platonically too. I was complimenting Brother Fucker at work today and fucking Fronk decided that that means I have a crush on him. News flash, sweetie, it’s called I have an s/o already and I think of Brother Fucker as a friend, he’s after your sister, Fronk.

Not to mention your sister keeps leading him on, Sweet cheeks. That’s kinda a bitch move, don’t ya think? But noooo, precious little [——-] can’t do anything wrong!

#the only names used are nicknames #‘Brother Fucker’ has a story #I promise #pan speaks #Seriously #This girl said me *waving* at a coworker ‘more than others’ was me flirting- #She doesn’t understand that not all female-male interactions are romantic #could that be caused by how religious she is?? #She thought me *laughing at a joke* from Clitty-Boy was flirting #She’s ‘shipped’ me with two coworkers (basically 3 now) #I’ve told her repeatedly how that shit makes me uncomfy #But ‘noooo~’ she doesn’t care.

[psychiclounge]

wrote up a whole rambling nonsense post but i can boil it down to two points that are still too long for what i’m saying. so far:

1. i do not like the movement and weapon controls, they’re floaty and loose and have little impact, finding it hard to adjust to considering how much i love how the first two games play + the way the camera like, tracks on garrett’s head and bobs around makes me feel kinda ill

2. i expected this to some degree but so far its been very silly. Very silly. that’s fun, but it also just keeps taking me out of it, its a really different vibe. shoutout to the shopkeeper/fence dialogue, every single one has immediately stopped me in my tracks the moment they open their mouth. bertha where did you pick up that whole shtick lkJHLKJH

#poor marla. she got like three words out and i instinctively backed out of the shop i couldnt help it #i am the most sensitive fucker alive any hint of secondhand embarrassment takes me out even fictional #u-turn out of mildly uncomfortable social interactions. this is my decree #anyway #thats not to say the first two didn't have any silly shit in them bc god did they ever GLKSJDFG #it just feels. Different. #i think in part its the combination of like... #there's so much thats either trying to be funny or is unintentionally funny bc of like engine jank #all on top of some aesthetic + story choices i'm not super into #that it sticks out more #i think i'm gonna end up in roughly the same place w this game as i was before #which is 'pick out the parts i like and leave a lot of the cartoonishly silly stuff and mash that into the idealized version #that i spin around in my brain at all times' #you know how it is #i have not ever been concise once in my life this is me trying so so hard

[deanwinchesterf]

oml astarion is impooooossible to fkn romance i am so mad

#game bugged out also for two interactions that would have given me +5 each 👍🏻 #fucker hates me #im literally FOLLOWING A GUIDE and he hates me

[atlantis-just-drowned]

You lost me the moment you said some people have it worse and I shouldn't complain.

You lost me when you explained that being given the bare minimum to survive was a privilege.

You lost me when you tried to monitor my feelings to put me down.

Your cause is great and your intentions honorable. But for the way you spoke to me? Fuck you. You lost me.

#no thoughts just anger toward the internet #i am trying not to drown in my own problems and some fuckers out there are going around about how terrible i am #as a human being #for not caring enough about THEIR problems? #fuck you #fuck you sooooooo much #if anyone have ever made you feel bad for taking care of yourself before them then they are WRONG #i wish i had something else to do rather than being here but haha i am all alone for the day #this is my only source of human interaction for the time being haha #those two weeks of vacation are going to be sooooo long #i scheduled things to do but eh #today there's nothing programmed ugh help #whispers from atlantis

[chuluoyi]

✎ wedding anniversary

- gojo satoru x reader

seven years of dating, two years of wedded bliss, and gojo is having his greatest existential crisis yet... all because this year, you apparently have forgotten the most important day of your lives

genre: 18+ suggestive content—minors do not interact!—heavy smut, fingering, cunnilingus, p in v sex, slight breeding kink, crack, drunk, lovesick and possessive gojo (nanami is so very done with him), also fluff !!

note: back to chu's thirsting hour :') based on a fellow gojo fucker's very helpful brainrot (chiyo if you see this, hii!😗) pls give it some love bc this has gone through not showing up in the tags 5x already *sobs*

a part of gojo's love entries

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

To this day, it was still beyond Nanami why you, his very sensible former classmate, would have Gojo Satoru as your husband.

“She... doesn't—hic!—care about m-me... anymore!”

But well, to each their own.

“Gojo—”

“Today is our—hic!—anniversary!”

This is exhausting. It had been 30 minutes ever since the blindfolded shithead started rambling his sorrows. “She is probably just busy, you don't have to—”

“I r-really thought—hic!—she would at least n-not forget it l-like that!”

“Please, stop this nonse—”

Satoru snapped his head so swiftly that Nanami was startled, pointing out an accusatory finger at his face. “You stop!—you don't understand, Nanami!”

The said man flinched, taken aback, before feeling the surge of irritation coursing through his veins.

Sure, Nanami would gladly admit that he didn't understand. He neither had the time nor energy to. It was beyond him that he was even entertaining this blubbering idiot at this time of the day, in a bar no less. How did he get roped into this in the first place?

Actually, he had minus interest in your marital affairs, but Gojo was latching onto him all day, rambling about how excited he was for this day for weeks now, until you gave him a call, saying you would be home late and disregarded his very open anticipation. You broke his heart to pieces, apparently.

Amidst his heartbroken musings, Gojo followed him to his frequented bar, where he proceeded to down multiple glasses without any supervision.

“Am I really t-that lousy? Can’t be it… I’m s-strong, d-dashing… rich—”

Nanami released a guttural sigh, messaging his temples. How could this idiot have no shame while spouting all of this?

“Will s-she… divorce me next…?” he abruptly blurted, eyes widening as saucers and full of clarity all of a sudden. Satoru firmly tugged at his suit and forced him to face him. “Nanamin…! S-she won’t divorce me, r-right?!”

Oh, to hell with it. Nanami couldn’t take this anymore. He was done and he had no patience to tolerate it any longer.

He shrugged him off, and pulled out his phone to dial your number. “Hello? Please, come pick your husband. He’s a public nuisance!”

In fact, you didn’t forget your anniversary.

How could you? Satoru made it his point to drop hints about it almost every day, and you actually struggled to be indifferent about it because you also had things planned out.

A present—already taken care of thanks to your mail order of Rolex’s newest collection watch, and a treat—a two-tier mochi cake he had been staring at with literal stars in his eyes on your last date.

Which has become the problem. The bakery had mishandled your delivery and you had to wait for them to remake it. It was 8pm already and you couldn't help but worry. Satoru must be feeling utterly despondent by now, thinking you had forgotten a day that meant so much for both of you.

And so when you got a call from Nanami, you dropped everything to get him and told the bakery to arrange for the delivery tomorrow, because you knew... nothing good ever came out of Satoru getting drunk.

"I missed youuuu~! Dearest, darling— my universe!"

To Satoru, the everything around him was a blur of lights and hiccups when you came to retrieve him. Nanami was so eager to wash his hands off him, leaving you with a pointed grimace as if pitying you.

. . .

"A-are you going to—hic!—leave m-me?" Satoru slurred for the nth time now, stumbling inside your house with you propping him.

"For the last time, no, but I'm tempted to," you hissed, throwing him a glare. Your husband was a very unpleasant drunk because he wasn't even a drinker in the first place. "Satoru—walk properly!"

You managed to get him into your bedroom, where Satoru flopped onto the bed, dissolving into groans. You exhaled deeply and plucked the buttons of his shirt open, trying to get him change into his sleepwear.

"Ah... haaah," suddenly he caught your hand and placed it on his bare chest, his eyes blazing into yours, rambling, "Sweetheart—please. I c-can't live without you now... I'm sorry—I'm sorry for anything, or everything, I don't even know but—please don't hate me—"

"Satoru..." Your eyes widened slightly in surprise. Why was he this spooked? "I'm not leaving you, okay?"

"I promise you, I'll do better—" his voice was watery, as if his throat was clogged up. "I'll be better..." His voice then reduced into a whisper. The alcohol had stripped away his facade, leaving his raw emotions exposed.

Something inside you lurched. Throughout the nine years you have been with him, Gojo Satoru was always irritatingly self-assured, and so seeing him like this— so openly fragile, it did more than just churn your insides; it made you realize the depth of his feelings.

In that moment, you knew your reassurance meant everything.

"I'm not going anywhere, yeah?" you placed your other hand over his, offering him a genuine, soft smile. “Satoru, I’ve put up with your ass for more than nine years. So…” you shifted your eyes away, suddenly feeling embarrassed, before looking at him again. “I'm here... for you, always.”

His grip on your hand loosened slightly, but the intensity in his gaze didn't wane, and you would've laughed when he hiccupped next if you weren't feeling the overwhelming warmth in your chest.

But oh you wouldn't have expected it, because one heartbeat later, he yanked you down to the bed— crashing his lips against yours.

“Mmmph!”

He tangled his nimble fingers on your hair, and his other hand slipped inside your blouse, unclasping your bra in one flick. You let out a gasp, "Satoru—! "

Before you could even gasp, in the next second, he flipped you over— seizing your puffy lips once more. His hands now moved with more urgency, squeezing your breasts rather roughly, flicking your nipples with the pads on his thumbs.

And soon, far sooner than you thought...

"Who else gets to see you like this?" Satoru inquired darkly after you were naked under him, his voice low and deep. He was no longer that stupid husband of yours, rather the wanton man of your nightly wonders.

Without warning, he slid one of his fingers into your folds, probing your walls, and a gasp escaped you as you arched your back, throwing your head back on the sheets.

"No— one," your voice came in a breathless moan, still reeling. "H-how can y-you ask me—" Stretching you out even further, he entered another finger and you wailed, "Mmgh!"

He had always loved the sounds you made and how you were so pretty squirming under him like this. And before you knew it, his face was inches from your cunt, blowing hot air into your sensitive flesh.

"Tell me, who is the only person who gets to see you like this?"

Your eyes rolled back, words died on your tongue as his skilled tongue ran down on your drenched pussy. You instinctively tried to close your legs around his head, but he firmly held them apart.

"You." Panting, your mind racing to form coherent thoughts. You managed to mutter, "Only you... No one else—hah—just y-you...!"

He suckled on your clit hungrily then, rewarding you for your honesty. Squelching noises echoed around your marital bed as your arousal pooled around his fingers— you being so incredibly, irrevocably close to your release.

"Haaah, ngh—mmph!—Satoru, I'm a-about to—!" but then, in one cruel twist, he withdrew his digits, and your pussy throbbed at the loss.

You muffled your whines, feeling betrayed and irritable. "What—why—!?"

"Don't think that I'll let you cum anywhere else but my cock," he stated gallantly with an unusually stern expression, blue eyes narrowing as he assessed your wetness. Right in front of your eyes, his cock sprung after he let it out of his pants.

"Soon, you'll feel me..." Your eyes shamelessly followed his long length as he placed it on your lower belly. "...there."

Everything about him using that taunting tone turned you on, and true to his words, he soon slid himself inside you. He let out a low grunt at the feeling of how your walls clenching around him and you whined, the pain of being stretched making you almost sob.

"Shit, hold still," Satoru groaned, pushing down on your belly. "You're so tight— relax for me a bit, sweetheart? You're doing so, so fucking well."

His words went through you, and you could feel yourself opening more to ease his intrusion. Next thing you knew, he was buried deep inside you, and his gaze met you once again.

"Are you okay?" he asked between breaths, voice softening. When you nodded in response, he planted a kiss on your chest.

"I love you," he said in a rasp, eyes piercing your soul. "I’ll give you anything. My body, heart, soul—you can have it all. In return, you just have to promise one thing." His eyes, now clearer, deprived of the earlier haze, boring straight into you like an arrow.

"Don't ever leave me."

"I won't," you replied resolutely, catching your breath. Your own eyes shone with your love for him, making it even. "For as long as I live, it's going to always be you."

Satoru gazed at you as if you were his skies and stars, and before he started pounding into you, he vowed—

"Then I'm yours."

And soon, you were a nothing more than a frenzy, hot mess. You couldn’t help the nasty moans flying out of your lips as he kept barreling into you. His grunts reverberated throughout the room, rutting you through your hazed mind.

And the way he was whispering provocations into your ear, pushing you further into ecstasy at the mere thought of—

"What if... I get you pregnant this time?" A thrust. "Just imagine—" Another. "My wife, all round—" Another. "—just because I—am doing this to her—!"

You were barely registering his rambles at this point. Your walls clenching around his girth impossibly tight and you let him claim you as his thoroughly, your legs locking around his waist.

"Ah—ngh, mmrgh! Satoru—more!"

This wasn't you, the usual you wouldn't be this daring— but even you'll be more than forgiven tonight.

Satoru's jaw tightened at the sheer pleasure you brought him, his ego stroked, and his heavenly eyes darkened as you begged and dug your nails into him. He was so close, he could feel it. Your moans was enough to lead him to cum right here and there.

But before that, he was determined to show you, to whom you truly belong.

“My wife.” He growled. A thrust.

“Mine.” You gasped. Harder.

“All mine.” Deeper.

"Yes," you cried. "Yours— all yours, so please—!"

And three deep thrusts later, Satoru finally busted his load inside you, spurts after spurts painting your wall white— filling you up so hard it was spilling out. And your orgasm followed in immediate effect along with your hitched screams of pleasure, before the two of you collapsed on each other, a mix of groans and sweat, entwined in cum, bliss and exhaustion.

"Love you, sweetheart," you heard him murmuring in your ears, enveloping you in a warm embrace as you drifted into sleep.

Next morning, you were awoken to soft hums in your ears.

"Oh, the sleeping beauty awakens." The first sight you saw was Satoru's cheeky grin, and him pecking you on the lips. "How are you?"

"Mmm..." you winced, feeling the slight twinge between your legs. He noticed it and gently untangled himself from you, fingers tracing your waist. "Don't move around too much, you're going to bother my little swimmers, you know."

It took you a few seconds to realize what he meant and you glared at him. "You horny weirdo. I just woke up."

“Heh heh heh~ Don't take it too seriously! I was just trying to get you to smile.” He pinched your cheeks and then mused, “Well, I'd actually be surprised if we made it last night...”

"You're not funny," you retorted. You had been feeling weird and that was when you saw it.

The dazzling, massive diamond ring. On your finger. Wait, is that Graff's Tribal Collection?

"Satoru..." you mumbled, lifting your hand in shock, your eyes fixed on the piece that likely cost more than your monthly wage. "You..."

"Do you like it?" his smile was so easy and light, adoring the sight of you. You were so adorable, marveling at the little gift he got you.

"What do you mean—" you stuttered, turning to him. "Are you crazy?! I can't wear something this expensive—!"

"But that's exactly my point. It's a gift, meant to spoil my wife."

"You are mad," warmth flooded your cheeks, your heart fluttering with joy. You were unbelievably giddy because your husband really knew the way to your heart, yet you'd be damned if you let the excitement show in front of him.

He raised an eyebrow, his expression souring, and with a mocking tone, he accused you, "Actually, you're the one who's gone mad. I can't believe you forgot our anniversary!"

"I didn't, you dummy. I was out picking up your favorite mochi cake before you got yourself wasted." You turned away from him, shyly. "And I got a gift for you too."

"Oh? Oooh! Really!? What is it?!"

He was back to his silly self again, and you could only shake your head, wondering how the sex god from last night and this fool was the same person.

Yet, you felt nothing but love. Your heart couldn't help but melt for him when you saw that carefree grin.

And you couldn't be more grateful to the stars for bringing him into your life.

. . .

Oh, and little did you know that his little swimmers also made the goal last night— as three weeks later, you found yourself clutching the first of your pregnancy tests, which was showing a positive.

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[faerociousbeast]

hmmmm.hmmhmhmhmhmhmmmmmmm i think ive figured it out

#vague #<- but its broader fandom stuff so no worries or anything #anyways. this particular pairing just isnt doing it for me and i know the CORE reason #but another reason is... literally everyone collectively seems to be completely fucking wrong? #not to say im better or smarter but in this instance everyones like.... fandomized it TOO much. #to the point where the nuance and shite from canon that actually couldve intrigued me simply. isnt there #theyre interpreting them so strangely when its like. no you idiots these two fuckers have way too many layers for you to dumb down #to things like ohh flirt and flustered. ohh has a crush but mad about it. #like... i guess???? if youre having fun go for it? #but usually theres at least a few people who refer to the actual material and in this case ive found NOTHING #i went out searching in the wild bc i truly do wish to be convinced #but even the most analytical meta posts i saw were... still pulling at straws quite frankly #maybe its bc i havent interacted with the fandom as much? #so instead of interpreting material to fit my previous assumptions and headcanons or whatever #im seeing it how it is Or. something. #neither of these two are that straightforward and pretending they are is.... #you have SO many other options who actually do have the dynamic youre projecting #these two are a little fucked up. you all who claim to be such fans have... somehow fallen for the masks #which again deeply intriguing but not something i feel like dealing with #and i also dont care about the pairing enough to correct people unless someone else convinces me its worth it #so ill just sit here and go :/ constantly i suppose

[teapsoon]

they fucking suck so bad

#look i know im fuckin invalid cuz i never communicate my damn needs but it's my blog and i get to be hurt on main #this whole fucking room reeks of coffee which isn't helping the breakdown #gross ass floor coffee i have to fucking pull up that stinks more with the friction #the heat #but goddamnit while yes 3/5 are new to dnd one started in 2021 one in 2022 those two have no fucking excuse not to understand that interact #is the basis of this fucking game. why are they so fucking concerned with being right #3 of them don't fucking understand that a story isn't good without conflict i fucking hate anxious people #i don't want what's good for me i want the goddamned spice you fuckers #do things wrong. push bad buttons. im thinking about fucking r/secondhealthbar-ing my goddamned final boss because of the spice #i cannot give you anything if you give me nothing back standing on the goddamned sidelines #go watch someone elses strahd podcast #they can't even be assed to remember my lore. they spent 20 minutes fuckin recapping last time #WHY ARE YOU HERE. #WHAT IS THE POINT. GO SPEND YOUR WEEKEND WITH PEOPLE YOU'LL ACTUALLY TALK TO #because obviously you'd rather talk about doing your fucking hair than getting back to my goddamned game #you dont even have the courtesy to show up on time when my time is goddamned limited #no one else is ever going to be as invested as i am but i cant fucking keep being around people unwilling to fucking heart me out #this is just a way to blow time to these assholes #they keeo fucking begging me for combat and they KNOW they hate combat #why. #this is even fucking disregarding me pinging them 4 times over 5 days trying to figure out what to fucki g prep next and they wouldnt give #me the goddamn time of day to just fucking answer something that they want to do in my goddamned capaign #i am trying to prepare the game and you dont fucking tell me what you want to play and im going to cancel the goddamned session #what is it #dont put effort into people who wont put effort into you? the main goddamned theme of my campaign? shouldve fucking seen it sooner #i know you're busy my ass i pointedly fucking told you i wasnt #negative