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curvykittyyssmutfics · 3 months

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corrupt!Toji

A/N: this is obviously a bit dark seeing as that's who Toji is. Can only imagine what corrupt!Toji would get into..

corrupt!Toji is whole different species. Not really a vessel per se.. The curse wasn't strong enough to posses him; Toji completely consumed the entity. But clearly it didn't agree with him. Fuckin guy was more abrasive and aggressive than ever. "Toji, stop! Let em go. He didn't mean it that way and you know it!" You yank at Toji, who's currently got his son pinned to a wall outside the school. He looks at you, large hand locked round Megumi's throat squeezin as he dangles him a few feet from the ground. "Yeah? Is that what I know? Think I only know what I can see.. And what I saw was this lil spit fucks hands wrap round your waist. My waist." Toji turns back to Megumi, who's gasping for air and clawing at his hold. "Now in my opinon, sounds like someone has a fuckin death wish, but.. I dont think y/n would ever forgive me if I killed my own spawn." The way he sneers the last word sends shivers up your spine. Toji slams his fist into Megumi's gut before tossin him to the ground like a rag. "So a warning will have ta suffice: hands off on what belongs to me or.. Die." Poor boy's left gasping in the dirt, clutching his stomache as Toji drags you away by your arm. "And you.. I think you love pissin me off. Gonna teach you some fuckin manners, y/n."

corrupt!Toji only loves one thing as much as he loves you: money. He'll do anything for it but ofcourse usually just sticks to assassination. And Toji doesn't care what you think about his line of work. "How long will you be gone this time?" In nothing but a silk robe, hands on your hips, watchin him pack to leave on yet another murderous voyage. "Don't fuckin start, woman." Doesn't even bother lookin up from his duffel as he growls at you. "I'm not startin anything. Just wanna know when you'll be done slicing up innocent civilians." That makes your deranged ass man toss his head back, laughing way too fuckin hard. "I don't kill civilians, y/n. Where's the fuckin fun in that?" Your eyes narrow at his back. "You're a fuckin monster." He stands before he's nose to nose with you in half a second. "And yet.. You don't leave." He makes you so nervous yet arousal starts to creep through, pussy clenchin once at the way his eyes trail from yours down your body slowly. "Can't leave is more like it. Think we both know you'd never let that happen." Toji kneels, lifting your leg to his shoulder. You fist at his hair, robe falling open as he grips your waist to hold you steady and hums in agreement at your words. "Tomato, tomato." He says before suckin your clit between his lips.

corrupt!Toji is a master manipulator that takes pride in your submission. Loves to trick you into thinkin you've wronged him so he can put you in your place: Waking up from your nap startled from a pressure over mouth; a muscled arm scoops you up and turns you on your belly, unyielding pecs plastered against your back and holding you to the bed. He's naked and hard against you, precum formin a wet spot on the back of your skimpy satin black nightgown. "You think I forgot what you did? What you let him do to you?" Toji"s snarl at your ear is just as disorienting as his misdirected anger. He's been gone on his trip for almost two weeks and you had no idea he'd be back today. Definitely didn't know Toji would come home upset. It's you who should be angry at how he's behaving but apologies bubble from your lips instead, even before you know what's going on. "Shut the fuck up. Not gonna let you play that innocent shit with me this time." Toji's hand leaves your mouth to reach around and squeeze your throat. Cock twitchin against your ass listening to you pant and whine. "Fuckin let him hug you y/n. What's next? Gonna let my son fuck you? Hm?" You shake your head no, scratching at his grip and gasping for air. "Lying fuckin slut. Know you want him. And there's no way he or any of those weaklings could ever resist you. So how bout this?" Toji's free hand slides over your ass, slapping each cheek before dipping lower to play in your slit. Your moist, and more importantly.. Hating yourself for starting to get wet. "I'm gonna fuck you in front of my son. Show him that he'll never get a taste of the best pussy that's ever gifted this wretched world. Then maybe I'll think about forgiving you." He leans back, using his grip on your throat to toss you on your back. It's then your able look upside down at see Megumi, bruised and gagged, tied to a chair. He stares at you, completely incapacitated. You know instantly he won't be able to esape himself. "Toji! Y-you can't! He's your-" Smack! Your head snaps to the side from the impact of his slap, tears welling up in your y/e/c eyes. Toji grabs your jaw and forces you to look back at him. "I can do whatever I fuckin want. You really got some nerve." He stands up and walks to the foot of the bed, snatching you up by your hair. Points his dick at your red cheek as he strokes nice and slow. Megumi weakly struggles to break free, wants to save you but feels so helpless. "Tell me your sorry- mmmfuck.. And I might not kill your little friend." "I'm sorry Toji! So sorry. Shouldn't have l-let anyone touch me.. Know better.." Toji speeds up his short firm strokes, moaning and pullin you closer to his cock. "And why is that?" "Cause I'm yours. Tojis p-property." "Good giiiirl!" Toji groans, slipping the head of his dick between your lips and cumming with a grunt of your name. Thinks he might've cum more than usual when he notices how hard Megumi is. Wonders if you notice. Then again, how could you? You're too busy pressin your thighs together, clit throbbing as he spurts across your tongue twice. Then Toji"s pullin out, huffin as he finishes nuttin on your face. Three strong blasts that shower you in thick white drops. Both men groan at the sight, the latter leaning to kiss and lick at your lips. Megumi is so torn: wants to save you from your vile boyfriend but so entranced with your absolute submission. You on the other hand are burning with shame, cum dripping from your face to the sheets. Not at all surprised when Toji's nasty ass sucks some up and spits into your mouth. "Hold it. Lemme see.. Good girl. Now, before I fuck you.. Go give your BFF a nice sweet kiss." He's pure evil, smiling sinisterly when you get up without a word and make your way to Megumi. He's lookin up at you with wide eyes, swallowing hard as his gaze drops to you cum slicked mouth. "Sorry, Gumi." You whisper, holding at his shoulders as you bend to press your lips to his gagged mouth.

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sneeb-canons · 1 month

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Mind is a biter. Not out of aggression, but rather curiosity. If Looking at it and Touching it won't suffice, and ESPECIALLY if the other two aren't around to see it, the scientific process dictates that the next procedure in line is Put It In Your Mouth. He likely has a mental catalog of very specific textures [and tastes????] from this.

Heart is also a biter but he bites to Hurt. If Heart bites, that shit needs bandages. He probably doesn't realize how hard he can bite until he does it and then secretly feels all fucked up and horrible about it.

Soul would probably have a chewable stim toy but not put his teeth on anyone else. He seems like the type to enjoy pressure against his jaw just for the feeling of it.

These have been my biting-oriented HMS headcanons. Sincerely, a biter.

Headcanon #448

#chonny jash #submission #cj mind #cj heart #cj soul #chonnys charming chaos compendium #meanwhile whole either never bites anything or is constantly struggling to not bite everything around him #that's more of a /j but i feel like for whole he'd bite at his necklace & hoodie strings #occasionally biting lightly at his knuckles #[these are things i do]

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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how abt plug!draken with that same pinterest pic but he blowing our back out in the back seat, windows tinted and foggy and in an empty parking lot late at night 🥴

yep yep!! 🥴🫠 cause I know that pipe is sum serious. Especially after a big drop too? yeah, he be beating the guts in.

cw: black fem reader, weed smoking, au, backshots, hair pulling, aggressive draken 🥴 , infidelity, spit ish play, pet names/name calling (daddy, bitch, lil slut, angel), mentions of oral sex

“K-kennn…oh my gosh, you fucking this pussy so good..”

“I know I am…so open that shit up fa’ me, baby. I know you can take it.”

not the words you were expecting to be uttering on a random Saturday night in a desolate parking lot..on the opposite side of town, positioned on all fours in the backseat of the last person you should’ve been with. Hands held behind your back in a clutch, ass ricocheting off of his abs and pelvis in a thunderous clap. But alas, it had happened and it most certainly wasn’t the first time. Hell, with the way he dicked you down, it wouldn’t be the last either. Regardless of the risks and troubles that could come along with such an illustrious affair. The truth of the matter was..(y/n) was a taken woman. The arm candy and girl of notorious dealer Kisaki Tetta. A man as diabolical and dangerous as he was handsome. With a reputation for disposing of anyone who wronged him. Not someone to be crossed or to be played with yet you welcomed the challenge of doing so. And what better way than by fucking on his rival behind his back? Sitting on his lap during their somewhat cordial meetings, exchanging glances with the leader of the rival syndicate, Ken Ryuji..better known by his street moniker, Draken..however, there was another name you liked to refer to him as:

“C’mon, baby. I know he’s not fucking you right. Not the way you deserve..tell me, who fucks you better? Me or him?”

the answer so blatantly obvious by the blanket of cream drenching his shaft. A result of his impeccable foreplay, which consisted of choking as the two of you exchanged sloppy kisses..eating your pussy through your thin panties and then following up with facefucking you until he shot a load of warm nut down your throat. Now here he was, looking to drain those balls yet again, feeding you deep strokes as he smacked the plump of your ass with a heavy hand.

“Didn’t I just ask you a fucking question, angel? Answer me..”

“You daddy..you fuck me so much better!—ahh fuck—“

interrupted by the increased speed of his thrusting. Doubling over your entire frame, folding you up once more to the highest arch you could muster as he pulled you hair..pounding your shit into oblivion. An answer that sufficed just fine and gave him all the more reason to drill your shit until you turned his car into a water park. And did it please him to know that not only had he stolen one of the biggest licks right out from under that smug bastard but his lady as well. Scooping you up after a text from your second phone came through to him, saying you needed him and he had never disappointed a customer in his life so he made his way to you. He wasn’t remorseful seeing as how he neglected you so badly, you had to go searching outside of your relationship for love and good dick. After feeding you a perc and bouncing that ass on his lap as you straddled him, it was up. Now you were face down, getting that little second entrance spat in before finding it filled with his thumb. Still clawing the leather interior while taking his cock.

“That’s right..you’re my bitch now. My pretty lil’ slut…the one who’s always gone’ come back to me.”

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inchidentally · 3 months

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I dreamed that there was a misunderstanding between Lando and Oscar, which turned into rough sex and then an apology. I don't know if anyone would want to write fan fiction based on it.

anon I've been mulling this over and going through multiple scenarios! but I find it impossible to go the full rough sex over a misunderstanding w those two bc my hc Lando doesn't give even a whiff of aggression during sex and Oscar would never be the type to let his aggression slip out uncontrolled - I can only imagine it like in fics where it's established relationship and negotiated kinks etc.

absolutely if someone else sees this idea and feels inspired then lmk!

BUT ! I did write something in my shitty sort of a fic sort of just an expanded idea style - idk if it will suffice?

I thought of like media duties at the start of a race weekend in Vegas 2024 and they have a group of drivers at a bar for a Q&A - crucially it must include Daniel, Carlos and ofc Lando and Oscar.

to kick things off, the Sky team have a makeshift bar set up on the small stage and have the drivers taking shots and having the other drivers try to guess what they're drinking (water, vodka, tequila) they've made sure to include far more shots of water bc they're not wanting the drivers so loose that things get out of hand around fans with their phones up.

except Lando hates the taste of tequila or vodka so he makes a face and pushes his shots over to Oscar begging him to down them instead, which of course Oscar gamely does. it's too late when he hears the tougher guys sputtering bc damn, whatever that tequila was it was definitely too strong. Will Buxton is hahaha good jokes but very awkwardly bc genuinely some of the guys are struggling. Oscar is red in the face and coughing and Lando is laughing but kinda feels bad. they decide to move on from the shots challenge before anyone's gone multiple rounds bc dinner was only an hour before and group vomiting isn't what the fans stumped up several hundred each for.

ironically it ends up that the rest of the guys can swagger through the tipsiness but Oscar's famed self-control decides to drop just one barrier. and it's with his hands concerning Lando. the drivers are now doing stupid challenges with decks of cards and magic tricks and shit and ofc Lando is the favorite person for them all to get paired with and Oscar starts to get weirdly… rowdy about it?? Daniel and Carlos are as usual shoving Lando around and using their hands on him a lot and Oscar is sort of half-joking half-aggressively heckling them to fahck off. Lando starts sputtering and his eyes are bugging out bc Oscar never swears where there's fans and since when is he this loud ?? fortunately everyone finds it hysterical when Oscar finally barges in when Daniel gets too touchy-feely and Oscar bodily wrenches Lando away and back to the barstools set up on the far side of the stage. he sits down and tugs Lando back against him, between his legs. hahaha so funny! nobody knows Oscar's at half mast against Lando's lower back so everyone else can just laugh!

at first, Carlos and Daniel are doubled over cackling and the whole thing seems like a hilarious teammate jealousy bit. Oscar is nowhere near drunk but apparently any level of tipsy has him absently pushing a hand up the hem of Lando's shirt and mumbling nonsense into the hair at Lando's temple. it's infuriatingly hot and Lando has to fight every cell in his body to keep pretending to laugh and not just melt into Oscar finally doing what Lando's been silently begging for for what, a year and a half?? except it's in front of fans and their friends and god knows how many cameras and Lando can only keep the smile hitched on his face and keep tugging Oscar's hands away from his nipples and the hem of his boxers. Daniel is doing his best work selling it as a gag but Carlos keeps catching Lando's eyes and seeing the little twist of the knife each time Oscar's mouth smiles hot and pleased against Lando's head.

Lando can't decide if he's relieved or in agony when it's time for them to move to the autograph tables. it means Oscar will be able to drink water and sober up, but it also means breaking the daydream he'd drifted into of Oscar's hands being at home on Lando's body. of Oscar holding him just like that all the time, and not just because he happens to be a handsy drunk. he can blame his usual shyness around crowds for staying fairly mum as he scribbles his name over and over, safely positioned between Daniel and Liam who are loud enough for anything. Carlos seems to have corralled Oscar into the purgatory of being dead last at the table where fans hover awkwardly on one side, and Carlos himself on the other. Lando doesn't see - 'on purpose' - that Carlos is able to steer Oscar by the elbow ahead of the rest of the group when they're finished, so that he can corner him alone in the desert cold outside. give him the whip crack of his dark eyes and a tanned, hairy finger jabbing at Oscar's chest and "if you don't fix this now I will be hearing about it all weekend long from him." all Lando sees is the tail end of the exchange when Oscar's face is dutifully humbled and he looks sheepishly small, even though by now he stands at least three inches taller than Carlos.

by the time they're dropped back off at the hotel, Lando's lovesickness has turned into righteous fury. Daniel had given up trying to include him in filming a reel of the inside of the other guys all singing off-key in the Escalade. he shoots Oscar a sympathetic glance as Lando storms off ahead and gives Oscar's sleeve an angry tug to follow him.

the degree, if not the specifics, of how badly Oscar's fucked up starts to sink in during the long, silent elevator ride. all he can think is 'dead man walking' as he follows Lando to his room.

the door has barely snicked shut behind him before the dam bursts.

"you know we don't touch like that. you know that. you're Mr. No PDA with anyone! and I've just about managed to get used to it. you weren't even like that with Lily most of the time so it was, y'know, fine. and then you down one shot of tequila--"

"--and a shot of vodka…" Lando's face makes Oscar instantly regret interjecting. "Sorry."

"and suddenly you're all over me as if there wasn't an entire audience? as if we aren't going to have to turn this into some hilarious joke tomorrow so people don't get all… frickin' stupid! and I'm gonna have to see all these stupid fancams and…." Lando makes a hysterical noise of frustration here that one normally hears from children under the age of five. the way he hurls his own body onto the sofa adds to the image.

the silence is suddenly so loud that Oscar can hear his own fingernails against his jeans as he struggles with what do with his body. Lando has his head thrown back and is staring a hole into the ceiling. he no longer looks furious, just rumpled and… small.

Oscar gets a horrible feeling of tunnel vision, like the always-distant idea of Lando as something more than his casual friend and teammate is suddenly pulling away from him at an alarming rate. it makes his throat inconveniently close up.

"I'm sorry," feels like the correct start, even if it's choked out. no, he doesn't want it to sound like he's barely choking it out.

some instinct makes him move forward and drop down to one knee in front of Lando, who lifts his head inquisitively. already a big improvement.

"seriously, Lando. I'm s- so sorry for putting you through that. it was fucked up and probably borderline harassment and jesus." the enormity of it all starts crowding in and he has to press a hand over his eyes before he can bear to meet Lando's eyes again. "god, I know it's not like a 'compliment' but there's a reason why I don't go out and get drunk around you. fuck, I've been such a dog. I'm so sorry, Lando. believe me, I feel like absolute shit. as I should."

a curiously rapid change has been taking place over Lando's shape on the sofa - starting first with the clench of his jaw softening to a curious little 'o' between his lips and spreading out until his posture eases completely under the bulk of his hoodie and baggy jeans.

now he sits upright and leaning slightly forward, hands fidgeting in his lap.

"I mean. you don't have to be like that about it. Daniel's done more than that to me on camera. not like he ever asked for 'consent'. it's not a big deal."

"yeah, but he didn't actually mean it."

Oscar bravely holds his gaze steady, is almost blinded by the the daybreak of hope that crosses Lando's face. Oscar can see him debate back and forth three times before he finally speaks, mouse-like.

"you meant it?"

Oscar thinks he could give up food and drink to live entirely on the way Lando looks when he's this open and trusting, body in perpetual small motions like a creature let out of a cage and looking up at the big human hand hovering over it and hoping for a caress instead of a blow.

he rests his hand on Lando's knee, rubbing little circles with his thumb and offers a slow blink and a gentle smile.

"you know I do."

for a split second he worries when Lando's face crumples that he's going to burst into tears. instead, Lando slips off the sofa and bundles himself urgently into the circle of Oscar's arms. relief rolls like a tide over the panic he hadn't fully realized had hold of him and Oscar really lets himself put his hands on Lando: clutches him close around the shoulders, the back of his head, pressing grateful kisses into the curls and pulling the scent of Lando's hairline into his memory.

Lando sniffs and possibly wipes his runny nose against Oscar's shirt. he raises his face to be kissed properly, eyes closing when Oscar can't just kiss his lips and has to bless the tender, dusky skin of Lando's eyelids and the smooth warmth of his cheeks.

when he finally pulls away, Lando looks almost too beautiful to bear. his fists have wriggled between their bodies where Oscar's arms hold him close. he's compressed himself impossibly small in that way he can and smiles kittenish and sunny-eyed.

"do your knees hurt yet?"

and then Oscar bursts into high pitched giggles and Lando joins him and they roll in a ball of idiot boys on the floor and kiss. because there will be big decisions and awkward conversations with members of McLaren staff happening tomorrow and probably for days after. but right then it's all still their little secret world and all their only decision is between making out all night or trying to sleep.

#inchreplies #my writing #landoscar #landoscar fic prompt

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absolutebl · 10 months

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This Week in BL - Dog Days of BL but July is Incoming

June 2023 Wk 4

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Step By Step (Tues WeTV & Gaga) ep 10 of 12 - I’m finding the time frames confusing. Still, a lovely crying kiss + a very high drama-lllama gay confession. Kitchen counter make out, my fav! The actor who plays Jeng kisses at MaxTul levels, which is to say = like a man who has actually done it before with genuine desire and is capable of portraying that on screen. (What makes MaxTul kings is that they BOTH do this.) Pat caught up, thank goodness. Also P’Jeng!!!! P’JENG!!! I love how intimate phi is when it’s been all khun prior. This is the Thai version of hyung slinging. Errotic linguistics, my fav. And ALL the work drama and homophobia fall out when you sleep with the boss. I really enjoy that the angst concerning their relationship has to do with the fact that this is an office romance. Lastly? I love Chot so much. Everyone needs a gay auntie. Also Bruce is SO DAMN GOOD. (I mean we knew he would be from Lovely Writer, but this... chef’s kiss.)

La Pluie (Sat iQIYI) ep 10 of 12 - There are enough meta-analysis on this one for me not to have to weigh in. Suffice it to say that I like what it’s trying to do, and I certainly appreciate the levels of consent and so forth but I’m not sure I actually like it as much now that we are swimming in high concept. Too much lying. I’m not sure I want my BL to make me think this hard. Also poly, boys = final answer. (Anyone else getting Color Rush flashbacks?)

Be My Favorite (Fri YouTube) ep 6 of 12 - I love Max now and forever, and I made some very bad puns in the Trash watch here. Otherwise I’m not super invested.

Dinosaur Love (Thai Sun iQIYI) ep 1 of 10 eps - from Ultimate Troop (The Yearbook people) so I shouldn’t watch this as it airs, after Remember Me? I swore never again. But there’s so little on right now, I’m falling on the pulp sword... My initial thoughts? It’s an En of Love installment? What is going on? Why all this opening with the sides in a bar? Are we framing? Just move on to the 2 boys kissing! Don’t try to be clever, for fucks sake. Okay, good, the pulp has begun. I like soft wet-blanket Rak and his sad love life. I’m not wild about how aggressive Dino is plus insta-SINGING but I DO LIKE THAT HE’S OUT and knows what he wants which is refreshing. It’s trope filled nonsense (crash into me, instalove, sing feelings, floppy drunk, he’s in engineering, fast and bi-curious) also Dino used ter at first (how forward!) then he went to gu/mueng after rejection, while Rak uses khun & phi/pom. Love this for them. Despite my justified reservations with this production team imma stay watching. I need something on Sundays. *

Luminous Solution (Sat Gaga) ep 6fin - That’s it? Bullsheiit. No seriously. That’s my review. 3/10 I DON'T KNOW WHAT I JUST WATCHED AND NEITHER DOES IT AND I’M MAD ABOUT IT.

* I got to say, you have only yourselves to blame for Dinosaur Love’s ranking. Once upon a time, I lived happily in ignorance of the Thai film industry. And then you all kept asking me extremely intelligent questions about it. And because I am a nosy little shit, I had to figure out what was going on. And now a BL like this, which ordinarily I would just love unconditionally, is a really scary place for me, because I know too much about the production house. The evils of too much information are all true. Remain happily in ignorance, I advise you, especially where BL is concerned.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Love Tractor (Korea Weds iQIYI) eps 7-8fin - Yechan is such a frank character it confuses all who meet him, also a truly terrible flirt. This is such a puppy/cat relationship. It was cute but it went too far into cringe for a KBL (for me). I don’t think Kdramas are good at farce (sorry), better if they stick with more subtle humor. It was a sweet ending tho, not too cheesy. Nice kiss for KBL but pretty rather than sexy. Full review below.

Tokyo in April is... AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 3 of 8 - Oh, it’s GREAT. Damn it. There is a lot of subtext and things not being said. This is going to be one of those shows where it’s endlessly frustrating that they don’t just talk to each other. The crying first time was gut-wrenching. Ren is complicated & scarred & closed off. Kazuma is earnest & empathetic & thinks he’s unworthy - so will take whatever crumbs are handed to him. They are both giving parts of themselves away in a desperate attempt to shape themselves to the expectations they have of each other. These 2 are gonna fuck each other up while they fuck and fuck with our hearts. Japan is giving us the Bed Friends that Thailand can never even imagine. There is absolutely no guarantee this will end happily (it’s from the Eternal Yesterday people) but it is guaranteed to be painful and beautiful along the way. Oh Japan, must you? I guess you must.

Stupid Genius (Vietnam Fri YouTube) ep 4 of 6 - I’m mostly confused by the catfishing & tarot side plots. But the mains sure act like bfs. To the point of our tiny jock idiot getting gay panicked by how much bfs they are. Surprise kiss! For everyone, it turns out. Yes I laughed. What? It was pat but also… FUNNY.

Tie The Knot (Pinoy YouTube) ep 3 of 8 - The main couple is adorable, but I’m not wild about the gay bashing blackmail side story. Still, it’s the best we’ve had from the Philippines in a while so I am keeping my fingers crossed.

Vian the series (Vietnam YouTube ) ep 9 of 12 - Seriously? Bah Vinh = chemistry with EVERYONE.

Naked Dinner AKA Zenra Meshi (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 12fin - So Souta just disappears off to Singapore and doesn’t say anything to his boyfriend about it? And then comes back with the perfect plan and life for both of them? Oh Japan, must you? Review below.

It’s airing but ...

House of Stars (Thai Mon iQIYI) 12 eps - I bounced at ep 3. Will binge if told it is worth it at end.

Stay (Pinoy YouTube) 7 eps - It’s mostly English & set in LA (shudder) so I’m not bothering.

Ever After (Pinoy YouTube) 12 eps - Spies reported that it's a real mess and not a hot one.

Stay With Me ... NO I WILL NOT! And you can’t make me.

In case you missed it

BL Express reviewed The Egoest. Oh boy am I never going to watch that.

One in a Hundred - Gaga dropped all 12 episodes (c.10 min ea) at once. This is a 2020 Chinese show. It’s not BL. And it has a laugh track. I watched the first & final eps and won’t bother with the rest. DNF

I finally watched the 2022 thing I should have.

To Sir, With Love - REVIEW

This is a true lakorn with scenery chewing performances from an ensemble cast focused on family obligation and past sins, especially from the mother characters. It is a Thai tellenovella + Gone With the Wind but gay. That said? I loved it: A glorious central brother relationship (the best, made me cry), het romances, class divide + gay *gasp* main romance, the camp of it all! It’s like it was invented by drag queens. Arranged marriage, rebellion, cut sleeves, dramatic death with curses and regrets, beautiful if inaccurate costumes, secrets unraveling, cover ups, sparkle murder, sex herbs, coils within coils including snakes and death by glitter (is anything gayer on this earth?). It’s a WILD ride. It’s not BL. It’s not a romance, it’s a family drama Thorn Birds style but it does end happy for our gay boys. Like Manner of Death I’m struggling to rate something on a BL scale when it patently isn’t a BL. I think I have to give it exactly what I gave that show, 7/10

I loved it, but not as a BL.

RECOMMENDED WITH RESERVATIONS (over its BLness)

Zenra Meshi - REVIEW

AKA Naked Dinner

I have to be honest, I didn’t really like much about this show. The central premise was too odd and the main character too clumsy & slow on the uptake. I like the food, but there have been food-set BLs before that failed to meet expectations. Too many of them. This one joined that throng. Good ending tho. 7/10

RECOMMENDED WITH RESERVATIONS

Love Tractor - REVIEW

Most of this country-set BL had me feral for the beautiful broken city boy and his hot young farmer. Hyung romance, puppy/cat pairing, open frankness meets jaded reserve, language play, water hose frolicking, only one bed, all my favorite tropes. This show was basically a light-weight Restart After Come Back Home and I’m not even slightly mad about that.

But (and you knew there was a “but” coming) something about the cringe of the final 2 eps and the impermanence of the ending (both of which highlight the fact that ultimately these 2 are I’ll-suited: too different & too far apart) left me with the feeling that they probably won’t last as a couple. However, in this case, rare for me, I forgive it this finale for my love of the rest.

I did dither a lot though, it’s not an 8 but not a 9 either. Better than Love Mate (8/10) not as good as The New Employee (9/10) but in the end I’m value adding up for the premise and the cast, giving it a 9/10.

RECOMMENDED

(Gotta say, because this is rare for me, that this had a great OST. Not the credit music but the refrain, Rainbow.)

Next Week Looks Like This:

July 2023 Supposedly...

7/3 Be Mine SuperStar (Thai Mon Viki) 12 eps - JaFirst whipping boy/spoiled prince, obsession, celebrity/mundane. Third-year film student Punn (Ja) gets an internship on the set of a drama. He’s come to learn, but "what lights his passion even more than the work" is leading man Achi, Thailand's sweetheart. Adapted from the novel “The Superstar and the Puppy on Set” (พี่พระเอกกับเด็กหมาในกอง) by Orpheus, cast includes Benjamin Brasier (2moons2), Bosston Suphadach (UWMA), Jo Kavinpat (War of Y), Kokliang (TharnType). Directed by David Bigander (Bite Me) which makes me nervous. Maybe he'll do better with an adaptation?

7/6 Minato's Laundromat Season 2 AKA Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (Japan Thu ????) 12 eps - The story is a continuation of Minato & Shin's love story, and it picks up 10 years after the events of season 1 but the characters don't seemed to have grown at all. Very Japan of you, Japan.

7/7 Stay By My Side (Taiwan Fri Gaga) 10 eps - Gu Bu-Xia has the ability to hear ghosts, except when he is around his new roommate Jiang Chi. So he starts to find ways to approach Jiang Chi. But is it the ghosts or Jiang Chi’s charm?

7/8 Low Frequency (Thai Sat YouTube?) 8 eps - ghost boyfriend, celebrity/mundane - Mon's life as a spirit-seeing interior decorator is full of headaches. On good days, he helps settle problems for his relative, who is a star manager. But then he gets involved with the spirit of Thames, a famous young actor who is in a coma.

7/9 Hidden Agenda (Thai Sun GMMTV YouTube) 12 eps - JoonDunk are back. Zo, a college freshman whose never been in love, decides to change it by making the college’s star Nita as his gf. He approaches Joke, Nita’s ex, for dating advice. What he fails to realize is that Joke has had his eyes on him for a long time and uses this opportunity to approach Zo. TMS 2.0.

7/15 Laws of Attraction (Thai Sat ????) Stars the pair from To Sir With Love and with the same production team, cryptic description, but it seems to be Manner of Death esk.

7/19 Wedding Plan (Thai Wed YouTube & iQIYI) - It's Mame and she's coming for our GL. She's such a misogynist IMAGINE what we will get with a GL? It's going to be absolute carnage. To crane your neck as you drive by the car wreck or not... that is the question. Me? I'm wallowing in the guts.

7/20 Jun & Jun (Korea Thu Viki) - From 2022 (TutorYim rumored to cameo) this office romance features 2, yes 2! Bls. Seme looks aggressive, we in classic yaoi territory. There is an idol involved. Past failed flirts. I am very excited about this one.

2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

To Sir With Love

Best execution of the piggyback trope ever? I think so.

Fucking GENIUS piece of acting. Bruce we LOVE you!

All Step By Step

It was stupid funny, okay? (Stupid Genius)

Ridiculous man, you don’t have to eye fuck THAT hard. But we all appreciate it. (Vian)

Dangerous thing to say in a show about identity in relationships.

Brave boy.

I said this show was deep, not that I was. Although Patts seems to be going there.

I’ll stop now.

All La Pluie.

(Last week.)

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yjhariani · 1 year

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imagine Ghost x bilingual reader who speaks Arabic and it’s her mother tongue. I’m in a brain rot over this idea omg😭

Also ur writing is so amazing !!!

شكرا جزيلا لك! لكن أنا أدرس الفصحى فقط. والمصرية قليلة. ليس بعد أتخرج.

So, I hope this would suffice and, please, let me know if I’m off grammatically, pragmatically, or just off in general.

Sometimes, it was like your hands were part of your mouth. Sometimes. However, they often contradicted your mouth because they would be rather aggressive whilst your mouth was saying stuff that was actually quite poetic.

When Simon asked you to teach him a little bit of your mother tongue, he could see the excitement in your eyes. You gladly teach him what he might need for his work.

“What you’re teaching me is the formal one, yeah?” Simon asked in the middle of it.

“Yes,” you confirmed.

“To be honest, I need the street lingo, love,” Simon clarified.

“Then, you’ll have to tell me where you’re going because every Arabic speaking country has their own street lingo that some other country might not understand,” you explained. “It’s like you and your friend, habibi.”

Simon loved it more than a lot of things in this world when you called him habibi. It could be the sound of the language, the soft H that crawled out of your throat at the beginning of that word. It could be the way you said the word.

Nothing more he loved, probably except for when you told him you loved him in Arabic. Again, it could be the soft H or it was just simply you.

“So, it’s an accent thing?” Simon replied.

“Well, there’s an accent thing, too, but it’s, uh… dialects,” you said. “Some have different pronunciation of certain letters, some add something into their words, some use their own words for stuff.”

“But they’ll understand me if I speak the formal one?” Simon said.

“They will,” you nodded. “There’s no guarantee you’ll understand them, but practice makes you better.”

Simon fixed his eyes on you for some time.

“Alright. I’ll try again,” Simon decided. “Yusammuni Ghost. Ash-shabah.”

You nodded, telling him to keep going. He nailed the soft H.

“Ajibni wa lan indana mushkila,” Simon continued.

“No, you have to commit to the sound or else you’ll be speaking nonsense or worse. ‘indana, it has to come from here,” you touched the top of his throat that connected with the underside of his head.

“Indana?” Simon tried to say, but he was still not there yet so you shook your head.

Simon tried to say it a few times, but he ended up gagging. You smiled at him.

“God,” Simon sighed. “‘indana.”

“Yes! Like that!” you cheered upon hearing him saying it right at last.

“Ajibni wa lan ‘indana mushkila,” Simon repeated.

You nodded before saying, “Aren’t you supposed to be more aggressive than that to start an interrogation?”

“No, you start softly,” Simon said.

You only looked at him, reminded that he knew how to interrogate someone and had done it probably numerous times before.

“Oka—okay,” you said.

“Now, how do I tell people they’re a piece of shit?” Simon asked.

Your smile returned to your face.

“I think it’s enough for the day?” you replied. “You need to make sure what you learned isn’t going anywhere.”

“So, I’ll just be introducing myself and telling you to answer me else we’ll have a problem for the rest of the day?” Simon concluded.

“Na’am, habibi, “ you confirmed. “More tomorrow.”

#simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost #ghost x reader

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sagauobsessed · 1 year

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I know that it has been done a thousand times before, but 'meeting your favourite characters' sagau posts give me LIFE. i eat that shit up, i swear.

Contains - general yandere stuff, the archons really beefing with each other the whole time and just being awful, possessive behavior, one kinda suggestive comment, you being fed up with this bullshit and want to bash your face into a table, unrealistic travel time because fuck realism, me pretending nahida doesn't exist, you and ayato being both kinda awkward and nervous

"Are we there yet, Venti?"

The bard gave a carefree grin from where he sat, perched on the edge of the boat. The wind blew softly through his hair, which you had persuaded him to leave down that morning. Not that it took much persuading. All of your worshippers, but especially the Archons, were quick to take anything you said to heart and to do anything to vye for your attention. Leaving his hair down was probably the least extreme thing Venti had done in a while.

"Not yet, Your Grace. But it's not far off now. I can already feel the cherry blossoms on the winds from the east."

"Is there a reason you are so hasty to get to Inazuma, Divine One?"

The title alone told you who was speaking, but the voice was just as unmistakeable. Both belonging to another overeager worshipper.

You turned to see Zhongli, leaning against one of the many boxes that covered the Alcor, filled with anything and everything you could need while in Inazuma. His eyes flickered away from you for a moment, instead eyeing up Venti and the distance between the two of you. After he had caught the bard sitting on your lap and nearly restarted the Archon War, you had implemented a 3ft distance rule from you and all of your worshippers to keep the peace.

This was a rule that none of them took kindly to, especially the Archons, who had taken to strictly policing the rule, even going so far as to pull out measuring sticks, if only to force their competitors back even an inch. But Zhongli clearly found nothing to cause a fuss over and turned back to you with a raised eyebrow, waiting for you to answer his question.

"No, not particularly."

You hoped Ei would be better

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"I simply find it rather LACKING on your part, Morax, that you would think that 100 outfits would suffice Their Holiness in their stay at Inazuma. I am, however, more than willing to have more clothing PERSONALLY TAILORED to make up for your shortcomings."

"Is that so, Beelzebul? Well, the Divine One told me PERSONALLY, that they find constant outfit changes exhausting and large quantities of outfits UNNECESSARY AND WASTEFUL. Surely you are not suggesting that I tire out and upset our most dear Creator?"

You were one snarky comment away from bashing your face into the table. You had only been in Inazuma for hours at this point, but the moment you arrived, you were whisked to Inazuma City and forced to sit through Ei and Zhongli bitching passive-aggressively to each other.

You locked eyes with Venti, who gave you a sympathetic grin over his wine glass. Weeks ago, you would have returned the smile, glad to have someone normal in the mess to relate with, but you were smarter than that now. You knew any affection you showed, however minor, would be his ammunition in his next fight with the other Archons.

"Ei?"

The Electro Archon whipped her head around to look at you, the cold and disapproving glare she was wearing instantly softening under your gaze.

"Your Holiness? Is there something I can do to serve you?"

"I was simply wondering who will be at the welcoming ceremony tomorrow. Which of my other vessels, I mean."

Ei's soft expression tensed a little at the mention of your other vessels but she answered the question in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Sangonomiya Kokomi from Watatsumi Island, General Kujou, the Guuji of the Grand Narukami Shrine and the Kamisato siblings."

You fought not to sit up a little straighter at the mention of your favourite character, knowing any favouritism would be immediately picked up on.

"However," Ei continued. "I highly doubt you will spend much time with them. After all, there are so many other things I wish to do with you and so little time, it's best if you don't waste your precious hours on people ... unworthy of your affection."

There was a long pause as you stared at Ei, waiting for her to retract her statement, to apologise for speaking so lowly of some of your most beloved characters. But as the seconds passed, it became clear that apology will never come. She did not understand why there would even need to be one.

"I think I will retire for the night. Sleep well, all of you."

You stood up from the table, offering each of the Archons a nod and left the room, closing the door behind you quietly. Instantly, a barrage of insults and claims started up, poisoned words spewed by all parties. But you did not listen, nor did you leave to go to the lavish room Ei had provided for you for the duration of your stay. Instead, you quietly made your way to the door, with one fixed goal in mind. To meet your favourite character.

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You watched as the guard's hands tightened around their spears at the sight of you, face cloaked, approaching them. You did not blame them. You were sure very few good things come from late night guests with hidden faces. But you trekked towards them slowly, pulling your hands out of your pockets to show your empty hands.

"What business do you have at the Kamisato Estate at this time of night?"

You wordlessly pulled back your hood, revealing your face to the two guards standing at the entrance of the place you had always dreamed of visiting. The guards froze at the sight of your face, seemingly unsure whether they should be bowing or kneeling or worshipping at your feet.

"Y-your Holiness, my apologies for my rudeness, I simply meant-"

"Is Ayato still awake?"

The guards paused again at your question.

"I believe so? He is making preparations for tomorrow's ceremony."

"May I see him?"

"O-of course, I will fetch him immediately. If Your Holiness would like to head inside out of the cold..."

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You had never really taken notice of the inside of the Kamisato Estate before. You had always been too busy looking at Ayato during cutscenes to really focus on the decor. Although it wouldn't matter even if you did, because you were fairly certain the room you were in was not shown in gameplay. But even as you sat alone, with Ayato nowhere to be seen, he still infected your mind. Worries rippled through your mind as you wondered whether or not coming here was actually a good idea.

However the sharp, quick steps you could hear approaching told you that it was too late to back out. You turned as the door opened to reveal the person you had dreamed of meeting since you first stepped foot in Teyvat.

"Hello Ayato," you whispered, trying to contain your nerves.

His expression was slightly dazed, not the perfect smile you were used to seeing on his character model.

"Your Holiness, I sincerely apologise for my tardiness. I was unaware you were planning on visiting this late and was unprepared to accept visitors, especially one as important as you." Ayato dipped his head, refusing to meet your eyes as he sunk into a flawless bow.

"Such formality isn't necessary, Ayato. This isn't an official meeting, I simply wished to talk with you. Please, have a seat."

You cringed at how weird you sounded, offering Ayato a seat in his own home, but he either didn't notice or didn't care. He sat slowly on the chair across from you, almost as if he expected you to retract the statement and dismiss him. After he finally settled in and a beat of silence passed, he cleared his throat.

"What was it exactly that you wished to talk about, Your Holiness?"

"Tomorrow ... is obviously a very important day for both of us, with the welcoming ceremony and I had some things I wished to tell you there, but I think ... they might be better said in private and to stay between you and me."

"...Do you mean..." Ayato trailed off, with what looked like the tiniest hint of a blush on his cheeks.

"Sorry, that came out wrong!" You exclaimed, worried about your words being wrongly interpreted.

"I meant that lots of people will be there and you and I both have our parts to play and I have to speak to the right people for the right amount of time and I have to take care of the archons and make sure I don't say anything to upset them and if I do they could very well restart the Archon War and...I don't know what to do." you gasped out, the pressure of the whole situation finally hitting you as you vented what had been bottling up inside you for the past weeks.

"I'm sorry for dumping all that on you, I just-"

You trailed off as Ayato reached over and grabbed your hand. For the first time that night, his expression was not worried, not professional, not flustered, it was simply warm and gentle.

"It's okay. I understand."

You let out a soft, sad laugh at that as you entwined your fingers with his.

"Of course you understand. We're in the same situation, having to please people we don't really care about to keep the peace, simply because of the circumstances of our birth. That is why..."

You took a deep breath, then for the 3rd time this night, tried to say what you had been thinking.

"When I realised that I was going to be able to meet you, actually meet you in person, I made myself a promise that on the first time we met, I would tell you are my favourite. And with everything going on with the archons, I realised that would be impossible to do tomorrow. So I chose to visit you tonight and keep my promise to myself."

...

"Your favourite?"

You gave a soft nod, heart beating so fast you felt sure it would break.

"I ... Thank you. Truly."

The both of you sit there in comfortable silence, just indulging in each other's presence, for what felt like an eternity. You could almost fall asleep. But you were also painfully aware that your eternity couldn't last forever.

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"I have to go now, Ayato. The archons will notice that I'm missing soon."

You both stand, finally letting go of each other's hands.

"Travel safely. I will see you tomorrow at the ceremony."

You make your way to the door and turn to face Ayato for the last time that night.

"Sleep well Ayato. And thank you for everything."

And as you leave the room, you know that this will not be the last time this happens, not be the last time you turn to Ayato for comfort, not be the last time you sneak out to meet him. So you turn and face tomorrow, with the knowledge that you will return tomorrow night.

I love Ayato so much I can't even 😭 I tried to get Ayato on his first banner, but just missed out and got his sister as a consolation prize. I did get him this time though! I won the 50/50 and brought him home 😊 I'm not a huge fan of this, it took a long time to write and was pretty draining, but I love my man so I pulled through

#self aware genshin #genshin sagau #sagau x reader #kamisato ayato #ayato x reader #ayato genshin impact #sagau ayato

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spinningbagel · 4 months

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Winged Au ramble - by request of @dem0nguy , here ya go man1!1!1

So, the title for the au is pretty self explanatory. Wings wow, bird people. No but uh, Sheriff has wings in this au in a world where hybrids such as himself are seen as valuable and rare. Treated more like a pet and less than an actual person.

Obviously the whole apocalypse happens and yadda yadda all that, the only major difference being Sheriff is having to hide his wings, in fear of being treated like an animal and fear of having someone remove them (because prior to the apocalypse, it unfortunately was common for people involved with the black market to remove someone's hybrid features and sell them.)

The specific type of bird Sheriff has the wings of is kinda up in the air. But I am thinking Magpie because of my personal headcanon of him being Australian and also, if you've ever seen a magpie in Aus (outside of Tas, they're quite lovely there) then you'll know how aggressive those fuckers can get when people get too close to their kids (and in this case, Sheriffs family [that being La résistance])

He does a pretty good job at hiding his wings for the entirety of the show, Vegan only really being the only one to have suspicions of something because she's just naturally perceptive like that. He keeps them pressed up against his back with bandages or whatever wrapped around his torso to keep them there. It's very uncomfortable for him but he "has to do it" (spoiler: no he doesn't)

Yeah no so he does a pretty good job at hiding it up until the mission shopping episodes. I'm a little iffy on the exact details of what goes down but essentially he gets ejected from his helicopter and to avoid Y'know. Dying. He's gotta out himself and fly with his wings.

Shit goes down idk but the rest of the group are supportive of the hybrid half of him and yeah. I mean, if they can handle him being partially mutated, this is a cake walk.

Uhhh, yes Ryan is also a bird man in this. Feel I should mention this.

That's about all I can cook up at 10am on a Friday, hope this suffices for now but my ask box is open 24/7

#aaaaaaaa #mutant busters #mutant busters sherrif #mutant busters au #MB winged Au #that exists now #well it has existed for awhile #it's just now that it's out there #yeah #there's a few that I haven't mentioned #because of the fact I've already got a few out there #but I love them #and a chance to ramble is a chance to ramble #bagels rambles

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terraliensvent · 11 days

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On behalf of someone not in the server, /what/ is the whole myo scandal going on rn? Did they hand out fake myos...? Did they revoke paid myos....? Did staff trade illegal myos to people....??? I'm lost.

OK SO im just gonna give a whole summary of the events of the past few days since it seems a lot of people are confused (also i dont have screenshots EVERYTHING what im about to say, but this is just what i remember from personally seeing it. ill link posts as they come along for context):

the other night, when staff made this announcement regarding coy, shit started to hit the fan pretty fast

this announcement came after almost a full 2 days of weird behavior from staff, like how a lot of them put almost all their terras up for trade and how there was basically radio silence with the staff questions and design concept channels going unanswered. a lot of people noticed how suspicious this was, and this anon was pretty on the money with their theory

so suffice to say everyone was pretty much on the edge of their seats waiting for something big, and after the announcement was made the entire server basically exploded. in the chaos of people trading and running around like chickens with their heads cut off, the mods said they would approve anything submitted to the site. they said they were doing this so they could make the species as bad as possible for when coy took it over, and mods were in the server being very apathetic about it and having an attitude like “idgaf what happens now because we have been getting treated like shit so this is finally the consequences.” this attitude can be seen in the screenshots included here too

during this chaos, people could also ask for myos to be uploaded to their acc for free, which mods would do. so tons of people got “illegitimate” myos. people used their illegal myos and real myos that had been purchased before the downfall to upload tons of characters and some joke characters too, like one that was just a PNG of ellen. during this huge chaos, people were also hating on coy and freely talking about things they disliked about how the species was run as opposed to the chokehold toxic positivity attitude that the server usually had. truly the most euphoric the server has ever been. some coy meat rider was also defending them, and got really aggressive about it and telling people to go fuck themselves (for which they got banned). someone else also made a branch-off server so people could stay in contact with their friends from the terra community seeing as the future was totally uncertain

after a while the “we are approving everything” stopped, and things were a bit more quiet. temul and some mods joined the branch-off server and gave some more deets about the shit coy would do. i also made my Big Post; initially this post was just gonna be positive stuff about how i has a discussion with tycho about suggesting things for the species, but after the announcement was made i was given screenshots to post here by a mod so i just threw it all in the same post. the Big Post made public opinion of coy a lot worse since now there were animal abuse allegations being talked about, but later on with further scrutiny the conclusion was reached that the screenshot was mainly coy exaggerating to try and be funny, but miserably failing. either way, public opinion of coy was and still is totally in the shitter.

the next day, mods put out another announcement that can be summed up as “lol sorry guys everyone get back to business” which is total bs to me considering the shit they were saying the very night before. so now they wanna try and reign in this species when they already did irreparable damage, and now people are switching up and acting like nothing ever happened (i assume its because mods are gonna be looking for new staff soon and they want a piece of the pie lmao)

to fix the monumental fucking issue they created for no reason, they put out another announcement (which i forgot to post here oops sorry pookies)

so basically what theyre gonna do is:

- if you uploaded character(s) that night using illegal MYO(s), you can choose ONE to unvoid (with any changes that need to be made in order to be legal if you have illegal traits and stuff, like for example eyes + mouth), the unvoided terra will be account bound and non voucherable

- if you had an illegal myo from that night but DIDNT use it, or if you didnt get any illegal myos at all, there will be a form to fill out where you can get one free MYO that will create any subtype up to modified (meaning no limited subtypes), the MYO will be account bound until designed. theyre also in the process of figuring out whether theyll give people the choice of using x amount of lim traits or having the terra be voucherable. some of it is still up in the air

- if you used a legal myo to upload your terra, there will be a process a little down the line for you to get your myo and any items back

and this is where were at now, people in the terra server are acting like everythings normal and going along with the toxic positivity mob once more, people in the branch-off server are freely expressing their grievances as they did that night, and im pissed off because i think its a little unfair that people will get to unvoid their lim terras meanwhile other people only get up to a modified. hand out lim myos instead of modified, why are we STILL doing the artificial scarcity youre all acting just like coy

#terras is over party #explanation

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darklydeliciousdesires · 1 year

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Runaway - Chapter Nineteen.

Woah, you guys are eating these chapters like chocolate! Thank you so much for your continued engagement. What a truly wonderful audience I have in all of you :)

Previous chapters - Prologue One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen

Taglist - In the comments, please DM to be added/removed

Words - 1,849

Warnings - 18+ content throughout, minors DNI!

“Damn, Hannah. Fuckin’... ahhhh, damn!” His groan was delivered on the cusp of a gasp, his abs shuddering as he came, his cock erupting in her throat as her lips gentled around him, releasing him with a little slurp as she swallowed, her tongue circling over his tight balls before kissing her way back up his sweat glistened body, looking very pleased with herself. She had every right to, he thought. “You’re too damned good at that, I swear.”

She was about to reply with something suitably seductive as she pushed up off his chest, stroking his pecs with her nails, her eyes suddenly widening. “Shit! What’s the time?”

Manny frowned, grabbing his cell. “Eight fifty-six, why?”

Her hands were all of a flap as she jumped off the bed, running around in a panicked circle until she managed to locate her underwear. “Diaz Vs. Edwards fight! It starts in four minutes.” Manny was off the bed in a heartbeat, yanking a pair of sweats from the wardrobe and pulling them on. “Oh god, give me something to wear that won’t take time buttoning!” Hannah further panicked, picking up the shirt she’d been wearing, only to throw it down on the bedroom floor again just before a Raiders jersey hit her around the head.

“There, go, go, go!” he hustled, both of them running from the bedroom. They were sitting down in front of the TV with beer and a very large, very hot bowl of popcorn with ten seconds to spare, both pissed they’d missed the pre-match, but reasoning that orgasms were a good enough trade.

“No, no! Oh my god, don’t do that!” Hannah yelled, bouncing in her seat, Manny giving her an amused side eye, entertained greatly by how much she got into it. If it had been Carmen at his side, well... she wouldn’t have even been next to him, actually. She’d have been in the armchair across the room, filing her nails aggressively and complaining. He then mentally slapped himself for comparing the two women, reminding himself that what he was doing with Hannah, it might have made him happy, it might have felt right, but it was far from it.

He was due to be married in six and a half months, and what was he doing? Screwing around. Hardly a glowing pre-requisite for married life. He knew that eventually, he’d have to call time on it, what he and Hannah had encroached into if he was ever going to make a go of it with his soon-to-be wife, but the thought of that suddenly left him feeling a little short of breath.

Things with Carmen at that point were still a little strained, Manny noticing that she’d been behaving a little absently of late, mostly throwing herself into her work, still not budging where Lola was concerned, and acting a little cooler around him, too. He mostly put it down to wedding stress, because he didn’t think for one moment that she’d found out about him and Hannah. There would have been much noise and violence if she had.

“Hey, what’s with the face?” Her foot softly nudging his thigh brought him out of it, Hannah frowning a little as she sipped her beer, trying to enjoy it even though it wasn’t her preferred drink. It was very cold, though, which would suffice.

He shook himself a little. “Nothing, I just had a horrible feeling I left my bike keys at the club.”

“Nah, you didn’t. I noticed them in the bowl in the kitchen earlier,” she confirmed, stretching her legs before curling them back under herself, her hand shovelling in a mouth full of popcorn she began shouting through as she ate. “Yes, yes! Oh, that was an insane hook! Come on, finish him!”

“Damnit, hush your volume! You’ll wake the kid,” he laughed softly, poking her in the thigh. She saw his point, quietening her verbal exclamations, but her seat bouncing persisted.

“Duly noted.” She turned to him and smiled, Manny feeling the all too familiar experience of his heart fluttering when she did. Oh, lord. He was in trouble, and he knew it. It was something that he lay there thinking on later that night, while Hannah slept soundly at his side.

He might have loved Carmen, but life with her was hard, harder than it should have been. With Hannah, it was effortless. Sure, they sometimes got into it over the baby, both being a little stubborn in their slightly differing parenting approaches, but it was quickly resolved, because both had the maturity to listen, instead of storming off. From the outside, it appeared to be a no brainer, Manny becoming close with the mother of his child again, finding himself happiest when she was around. Inside, though, it wasn’t so simple.

Beneath everything, he felt trepidation over giving up a future with Carmen for someone who could be as impulsive and flighty as Hannah, regardless of how he felt about her. After all, it was how she’d first come into his life. He knew she was a lovely, down to earth girl, but he felt a very genuine fear over ending his engagement to seek out a relationship with her, because if it all blew up, then the last thing he wanted was for them to have acrimony between them, for Lola’s sake.

Bringing it to her, actually having a conversation to her would have been the logical thing. The side of him that selfishly wanted to have his cake and eat it while locking away reality in the back of his mind, though, well, it won out.

“I have to say, this is a much more pleasant way to wake up than having the baby howling at me,” Hannah mumbled, gasping at the feeling of her clit being sucked upon softly.

“Best damned breakfast in the world.” Mmm, still sleepy, but very horny Manny. Her favourite kind, his voice all thick and raspy with sleep, and his intent to have her mindless with the skills of his mouth.

“Oh, oh my god, oh!” she cried out, her abs juddering as his tongue beat over her bud fast and hard, the gleam of her undoing beginning to illuminate, like the dawn light gilding the dark clouds of night. He worked her right to the edge, sitting up and plunging his cock into her, feeling her come undone around him as he railed her into the bed.

“Goddamn, you make me wanna fuck another baby into you. Fuck that fucking IUD.” he panted, his mouth landing on hers, the sentiment spoken before he’d even had chance to process that it probably wasn’t something he should have said at all. She had no words in reply to that statement, so just kissed him, but his words, they were on her mind for the rest of the day, whirling around in her head. Meeting everything else she had on her mind, they made for a surprising revelation later that afternoon.

“Mom, I think I’m in love with Manny.”

Jackie all but choked on the sip of iced tea she spat back into the glass. “Um, I beg your pardon?”

Hannah sighed, bouncing Lola on her lap as they sat in the shade of her parent’s lush garden. “Yeah, I’m in love with him, which is impossible, given the circumstances.”

“Well, not impossible, but definitely a no-go since he’s engaged to that other girl, what’s her name, Karen?”

“Carmen,” she corrected, chewing her lip nervously. “About that. Erm, we’ve been...” she made a circling motion with her hand, raising her eyebrows.

Jackie caught the gist. “You haven’t!”

“We have,” she confirmed.

“Oh, I wish this iced tea was the Long Island variety right about now,” Jackie cried quietly, resting her head against her hand, cringing gently. “What am I going to do with you, huh? Getting yourself into these situations. When are you going to grow out of it? Forty? Fifty? Never?”

“I know you’re disappointed in me, I’m sorry,” Hannah began, Jackie cocking her head a little, her smile as kind as her eyes.

“What did I always tell you kids? You make good choices. Most of the time you do, but when it comes to men, oh, my love,” she paused, shaking her head, “you’re an absolute effing disaster.”

Jackie often wondered if it was the fault of her and Rob, neither being even close to disciplinarian in their raising of their kids. They didn’t let them run wild by any means, but took a much more sedate approach than others. She then reasoned that neither Steve nor Jack had such poor impulse control. This was very Hannah specific.

“What do I do?”

Jackie’s reply was immediate and succinct. “Tell him.”

“What if he doesn’t feel the same, and I’m just a bit of fun to him?”

“Then really, is a man cheating on his fiancée any great loss, if he’s doing it because he can, and not because he’s realised he’s in love with you too?”

She made a very good point, Hannah had to give her that.

In her silence, Jackie continued. “If it is the former, then like I say, no great loss. As long as he continues being as much of a good father to Lola as you tell me he is, then that’s all you need to consider. I’m going to urge you to do the right thing here though, Han. Stop this affair, or whatever it is, until you both talk about it, where it’s going, if it’s going anywhere, and keep it ceased until he extracts himself from his relationship with Carmen, if that is what he chooses to do in light of your revelation.”

She began to nod, rocking Lola when she started to fuss. “You’re right, everything you’ve said makes perfect sense. It can be really simple, if I choose that, rather than making it difficult. I don’t want it to be difficult, especially when I’m off to Arizona with him for a long weekend next week, so Lola can meet her great-grandparents.”

“Then there you go,” Jackie shrugged, smiling as she shielded her eyes from a beam of sun that had moved into their shade. “Get everything smoothed and sorted by then.”

Hannah was resolute with herself to do exactly that. That was, until she saw him again three days later, collecting Lola from his, seeing him soothing their crying baby.

“Ain’t nothing to fuss about, tiny girl. Come on, it’s alright.” He raised her up, beaming at her, Lola beginning to grin through her tears. “I love you so much, even when you’ve been giving me hell all night, yes I do.”

Would voicing it ruin it all, she wondered? Would keeping quiet? She just didn’t know. She felt even more unsure after Manny put his arm around her, closing the door of the kitchen so Carmen couldn’t see him place a kiss atop her head. One thing she did know clearly, was what it meant to feel her heart flutter like it did whenever he was near.

#manny mayans mc #manny mayans mc fanfiction #manny mayans mc smut #manny mayans mc imagine #manny mayans mc x ofc #manny montana #manny montana fanfiction #manny montana smut #manny montana imagine #manny montana x ofc #mayans mc #mayans mc fanfiction #mayans mc smut #mayans mc imagine #mayans mc fanfic #mayans mc fic

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kookieswan · 2 years

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Red Light - Twisted Hands

Nightmare!Hoseok x Psychologist!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Horror AU, Monster AU, Psychological horror, angsty, fluffy…? Kind of?

Warnings: Talk of sexual harassment toward MC including inappropriate touching, violence/aggression. Shit goes down. It should be noted that this story will contain themes of horror/psychological horror and also explore obsessive behaviors and codependency. Many characters are morally gray. Please be warned!

Summary: It’s time to face Hoseok again, and based on the terrible morning you’ve had, you already know it’s not going to go nearly as well as you hope.

Notes: Hoseok has returned! This takes place a few days after ‘Fair Warning’. It’ll have a sequel (pt. 2) and a prequel (pt. 0.5)!, let me know what you all think! ♥️

This is the 19th part of the Red Light series. Find the Masterlist here ♥️

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“You haven’t been doing as I said.” Your eye twitches almost violently, but you ignore it to the best of your ability as you enter the room. All of the stress from work is starting to slowly creep up on you, but you do what you do best; ignore, ignore, ignore. It’s your job to be here for these men in a professional manner, and so you will be even if you want to flick Hoseok’s forehead every time he speaks.

“Hello to you too Hoseok. No, I haven’t because it’s my job to collaborate with all the other doctors down here. I can’t just ignore them for no reason. You should be aware that it’s not that easy.” Glancing around, you take note of how different this room is from Hoseok’s usual cell. He sits behind actual metal bars, his hands tied up some way behind his back in his chair. Like usual, he seems to lack a shirt underneath his jumpsuit, chest on display. You’ll really have to ask him about that soon.

“So, tell me how you’ve been. Any concerns? Anything you wish to discuss? I know this isn’t usually how we meet but I hope it suffices.” He shakes his head slowly, looking around the room as if he’s never seen it before. You know it’s one used for different tests the doctors run, a slew of equipment scattered around the area. You’re not sure you want to know the exact uses of the machines.

“This is fine with me dearest doctor. There’s a new Nightmare down here. I’m curious about him.” Hoseok seems to look through you then, face passive as you adjust your position, clutching your notes tightly. He’s clearly mad about your decisions, but your hands are just as tied up as his seem to be, something he isn’t taking into account. Bitterness wells up in your chest without permission to match his.

“And I’m not going to say a word. It’s not my place to discuss him with anyone else, and discussing him won’t be beneficial to you most likely.” It comes out sharp, your voice a mix of unrest and anger. It doesn’t help that you’ve been worrying about this meeting since you left Hoseok’s room over a week ago. You still don’t know how he figured out your name, or how he seems to know so much. It’s odd. The Nightmares eyes widen fractionally as he leans forward, lips twitching between a frown and smile.

“My, my… Someone’s being rather snappy this morning. Why?” It actually makes you scoff, setting your notes in the table next to you and crossing your arms. You breath in and out slowly before speaking back up, trying to control a pending outburst. You’re not sure when the tables turned but you certainly don’t like it. Not a bit.

“No reason. Now, let’s-“ Hoseok cuts you off, voice serious, eyes dark. He slides forward in his chair, dragging it against the floor and making it screech. The sound irks you to no end, a shock of cold warmth taking over your body.

“You’re lying to me. You’re clearly very mad about something and I won’t talk to you until you let it out. So tell me _____, why are you-“ And that’s all it takes for you to explode. It’s not your fault that all of your coworkers treat you like less than, and it’s especially not your fault that Andrews is a gross pig. It’s only a matter of time before the rest follow.

“Because Hoseok, I’m stressed! I’ve got five Nightmares to look after and no one down here seems to think I’m smart enough to do it! Williams is constantly on my ass figuratively while Andrews has decided to take a more literal approach and-“ The Nightmares stops your rant before you can really get going, head tilted toward you, wings slowly starting to stretch out from his back from their relaxed state. It’s the first time you’ve noticed them today.

“What did he do?” You zip your lips, fully aware that you’ve just done something very, very bad. Hoseok looks livid before long, face twisting up in anger the longer he stares, the longer you stay quiet as events from this morning run through your head. You’re not even sure what to say to him without making him go on a tirade.

“What. Did. He. Do…?” It’s quiet this time. Level, but there’s enough sharpness in his voice to cut right through you, to let you know that he won’t let this go. Lying isn’t going to get you anywhere with him, so you speak out softly, trying to calm him even though it’s likely a lost cause.

“… He touched my behind but honestly Hoseok, I can handle it myself. I’m a big girl.” He nods, still looking extremely angry as he forces out a laugh. It’s void of any actual happiness, a hollow kind of sound that makes you shiver. You’ve messed up.

“No, a big girl would have listened to me and all the others that have warned her. It’s my turn to take care of things doctor. Call in the guards.” What? He wants you to call for the guards…? You stare at him, unsure of where he’s going with this.

“Excuse me…?” He raises an eyebrow, tugging loosely at his restraints before slowly standing. His wings a stretch out further, cracking slowly as some of the bones pop. They don’t seem very well kept now that you look closer, many of the feathers missing, much more than usual.

“You heard me. Call in the guards and let me handle this. I know exactly where that little slime ball is. It’ll only take a minute.” A disbelieving laugh leaves you as you gape at him, unsure of how serious he’s being. He can’t be serious, can he? He can’t actually think… It doesn’t matter how mad you are or how much you think Andrews should pay. You okay idly with the ring on your finger, twisting in over and over in panic.

��Hoseok, you can’t honestly believe that I’d condone you breaking out and harming a doctor, right?” A smile then. A cold smile, head moving side to side as he cracks his neck like he’s gearing up for something. Every warning light flashes in your head but you ignore it like you’re so good at doing.

“I don’t think you’d mind nearly as much as you say you will. So, will you call the guards in or will I have to?” Staying quiet, you can only stare back at him as he waits for your response. When he doesn’t get one, he nods, let’s out a low whistle, and turns around, his wings brushing against every corner of the small cell.

“Suit yourself…” He shrugs… And then he starts screaming, the sound nothing you’ve ever heard, certainly not human. He bangs on the wall, wings expanding out so far that they look like they’re being smashed as they crack and crack and crack. You watch in utter shock as the guards practically rip the door off it’s hinges, running right past you into what you can only assume is a trap. The metal of the bars start to give, bending outward from the force of the Nightmares wings.

“Hey! Stop fucking causing trouble!” They’ve come in to try and calm him maybe, to take him back to his cell, but it’s not working. The worst thing they could possibly do is unlock the door, and they do just that, trying to wrangle Hoseok in and stop the damage he’s causing. He’ll have none of it though, head butting one so hard in the face that he collapses while the other gets knocked out with a wing to the gut. It happens in less than ten seconds.

You watch all of this from your chair like it’s a movie, eyes wide and unable to look away. Hoseok flexes his arms then, and pulls until there’s a light snapping noise, the cuffs he had worn only moments ago falling to the ground. He walks past the crumpled up men, steps out of the cell, and approaches you in all his glory. There’s the lightest touch of a clawed hand on your shoulder, one you barely register.

“Don’t you worry a hair on your pretty little head. I’ll take care of this dear.” And then he’s gone. You blink once, twice, and then hurl yourself out of the chair, desperately trying to keep up with him. This isn’t going to end well, especially if Andrews dies, not for anyone.

“Hoseok…! Fuck.”

#red light ♥️#hoseok x you #hoseok x reader #hoseok x y/n #hoseok fluff #hoseok angst #Hoseok #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts x you #bts fluff #bts angst #bts horror au #bts monster au #bts

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kelpeigh · 11 months

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Do you find taking care of Clydes much different? I love drafts but have never been around them much. I used to have to trim my standies' feathers cos he would get greasy heel all the time (he had allergies and dermatitis, so just the most shit skin barrier imaginable). How do their feeties hold up compared to the lil guys? I have heard trimmers talk somewhat about drafts being different... Just curious :) :)

They have their quirks for sure!

As far as taking care of them goes, you do need to approach and handle them a little differently. There’s really no muscling what you want out of them with brute strength. It takes a little more work to make yourself “bigger” than a moose-sized horse. That said, their reputation of being calm and gentle is well-met in my experience. The primary danger isn’t in them acting out of aggression or anxiety; it’s in them being goofy and clumsy and entirely unaware of their own strength. Imagine a 200lb mastiff trying to crawl into your lap. Now multiply its weight by ten and give it hooves. That’s a Clydesdale.

All the Clydes at our place are barefoot year round and their feet hold up great. Having a great farrier that’s well versed in draft horses makes a huge difference. He has 8 Belgians himself so he’s no stranger to handling big horses and any intricacies therein.

Our clydes need trimming less often than the light horses on the farm. I don’t know if that’s specific to our horses or the breed (or something about the ground here? It’s red clay. All hooves around here tend to get rock hard). Before coming to my current farm I worked with other draft breeds and they seemed to stick to a typical 6 week cycle. Our clydes go more like 8 between trims. Many draft horse owners find difficulty in finding a farrier that a) will trim draft horses at all, b) doesn’t charge like… double the normal rate for a trim*, and c) know what the hell they’re doing. Luckily our farrier only charges $40/horse, no matter the size.

The biggest difference in maintenance is the feathers for sure. They’re prone to infection since they act like a wick for any water on the ground, trap moisture, and make it hard to spot any open wounds or abrasions in the first place. Mites are a common problem for the breed, but we’ve been lucky so far. For maintenance, every so often we rinse them, wash with Dawn or Head & Shoulders, rinse again, then load em with sulphur. Liquid topical ivermectin is a godsend for most ailments. We just squirt it up in the feathers with a syringe.

CPL is an unfortunate condition to which draft horses are prone. It’s similar to elephantiasis. Our little senior rescue, Abby, has the beginnings of it. And speaking of feathers, Abby doesn’t tolerate her legs being sprayed or hosed. So in lieu of the normal routine we clip her feathers and slather a homebrew ointment of ivermectin, DMSO gel, and furasyn on her legs to keep her comfortable. It looks and smells terrible but it’s sufficed so far. That used to be harrowing work but she’s getting better and better about it as she continues to accept that we’re not trying to kill her.

*This is not to imply that farriers aren’t justified in charging extra for working with draft horses. They do require specialized knowledge. Draft horses, being overgrown lapdogs, also tend to make farriers support their weight, which is a big problem with 2,000lbs of horse. And as the “cold-blooded” variety, drafts tend to blow up less, but when they do lose their cool there is added danger due to their size and power. A lot of drafts end up getting their feet done in stocks for ease and safety. Ours don’t need stocks for the farrier, but we have stocks on site. They come in handy now and then.

#asks #answers #Clydesdales

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cloudyswritings · 4 months

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The Silly Ones

just a dump for some silly headcanons from different fandoms.

Hollow Knight:

Smoker Hornet: see my other post

Hollow likes scarfs, like they just like being cozy.

Kinda morbid, but Grimm has a collection of small like, lumaflies, maskflies, and other relatives pinned up in his tent. This includes non-sapient butterflies. He does it to get out his aggression for his sister.

PK absolutely eats via his head, like bro has a mouth between his crown. It’s like a garbage disposal.

if he had a weapon, it’d be a trident with some dramatic name. But he’d secretly call it the Pale Fork

The dreamers once sealed started playing card games together. They really want to play euchre but don’t want to invite the radiance as their fourth.

Dryya: might just be canon but she’s gay for the white lady. The biggest silliest gay.

Zote used to be a higher being…

Hollow can’t sleep and Ghost is the biggest napper. Hollow carries them around like a little tote bag.

Rainworld:

Saint isn’t actually fluffy, but like a kinda gross slimy fluff, like they’re still a scug and scugs are slimy bois

Rivulet spends like 500 cycles trying to get that damn rarefaction cell to moon without chucking it into the void from pebbles can.

The ancients in pebbles city used to drink Pebsi, named after his august self.

NSH is responsible for miros vultures, suffice to say the local scugs went out their way to damage his structure in small ways when they found out.

Artis bomb jumps are just superpowered farts

Pebbles could’ve been saved if he just took up a hobby like every other damn iterator.

Pjo(these are more serious):

Gaia insited on Percy’s blood because he inherited on of his fathers names related to the earth, specifically Gaienokhos which has a possible interpretation as Holder of the Earth

Percy actually is mostly the son of Yam the twisting serpent, it’d explain his poison control, the weird shit he does with the rivers of the underworld, as well as the general strength buff he has compared to poisedons strength names. This is mostly something I learned from reading An Undertow of Sand by Shujin on space battles, so please go check it out, you won’t regret it.

Thalia could see and hear as her tree form, she regrets this immensely.

Percy is actually really good at sciences? Like especially chemistry.

I feel like he could easily start incorporating biology from various marine creatures as a power if he really tried. Like he could make his blood poisonous, or possibly slow his metabolism to survive the cold like a Greenland shark. He may even do this subconsciously to survive the pressure by taking chemicals from deep seas snail fish.

on that note I feel like he has the ability of tuna to conserve the heat generated by like normal metabolism and use it to warm his core temperature and speed up his metabolism for short bursts of incredible strength and speed.

Amphitrite is the true ruler of Atlantis, Poseidon is just her trophy husband. This is like pseudo canon? Cause she’s legit a titan(second gen I think?, her dad is Oceanus) so…

#hollow knight #rain world #crack headcanons #Pjo #headcanon #rw scug #rw iterator #hk pale king #percy jackson #poseidon

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thenanbakacorner · 2 years

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Hey there! Would it be alright to request Uno,Rock and Hajime taking care of their injured S/O? Like maybe they got hurt by protecting them from an attack or something?

Oo, you know these boys in particular would beat the shit out of anyone who hurts their S/O. But ass beatings aside, lets get some comfort after injury fluff in here! Reader is an inmate with Rock and Uno, and a guard with Hajime! Still got quite a bit of writer’s block but hopefully this suffices for the time being!

Also, a little announcement-- I noticed I tend to default to x readers even when not asked for it, so from here on out, if the request doesn't explicity ask for an x reader, it will just be third person POV with the “reader” being referred to as “S/O”! So take notes, requesters— make sure to specify if you want an x Reader or not in any requests you give later!

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🎲 Uno 🎲

Worried sick about his S/O, especially if their injuries are severe, so he may be a bit over-dramatic

Calm down boy, ya boo ain’t dyin!

Once he calms tf down he’s very careful with them, helping to gently clean their wounds and wrap them up

If they need medical attention at the infirmary in particular, such as to receive help for more severe injuries, he’ll gladly carry them there even if they can walk themself

Once they’re all patched up he gets especially loving to try and ease some of their pain, whether physical or mental

Leaves little kisses on their bruises and bumps to “heal” them

Offers to change their bandages when they need to be replaced, and is so gentle with it, probably more than he needs to be

Tries to lighten the mood with a few jokes cracked here and there about the situation

Although he lightly scolds them for putting themself in danger trying to protect him like they did

Doesn’t say it outright, but he may be seemingly chill outside, but inside he plans to take revenge on the one who hurt them. Nobody hurts his baby and gets away with it scot free! Not on his watch!!

🍩 Rock 🍩

First thing he does is clock the face of whoever attacked them. How DARE they lay a hand on his lover!!

Takes a bit to calm him down; he’s pissed. Still, he manages to get a level head enough to tend his S/O wounds once the situation is de-escalated with by guards

After all, he may be craving violence, but his lover’s well being is most important

Like Uno would, he gladly carries them to the infirmary if more strict medical attention is needed

Has a hand on their shoulder whenever he can, gently rubbing it and checking in every now and then asking if they’re okay

Gently runs a hand along their bandages as if trying to soothe the ache under them, although knowing they’re injured has his blood at a boil

Asks them if you want him to give the attacker the same injuries they had given to them, and they aren’t sure if he’s joking or being serious

Tell him no— last thing this boy needs is to be egged on then punished for continuing the violence that had occurred

Sneaks their favorite snacks into the infirmary for them

Holds a grudge against the aggressor and always goes protective BF mode keeping himself between his S/O and the other inmate whenever he sees them again

🦍 Hajime 🦍

Now this guy most definitely beats the shit out of the attacker

He’s a guard, albeit with no mercy, he can get away with it. Although he risks temporary suspension depending on the severity.

Is quick to scold his S/O for jumping into danger and not just letting him deal with the aggressive inmate

More less drags them to the infirmary

Seems angry with them, and is only a little bit so, but is indeed concerned for their well being

He deals with their minor injuries, cleaning their cuts and bruises and bandaging them up, while Otogi handles any severe ones

Once they’re fully tended to he gives them a little lecture, telling them not to worry about protecting him. He can handle himself just fine. Even though he does appreciate the thought

Once the lecture’s done he kisses their bruises a bit and reassures them that everything’ll be fine

He’ll make sure the aggressor gets appropriately punished for their actions, even though he already gave them his own form of punishment

If he gets suspended for the violence against the inmate, he’s of course devastated, being the major workaholic he is, but at least he gets to help his S/O heal up at home

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an-android-in-a-tutu · 8 months

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There was a bit of a tiff that went down yesterday among some of my spnblr colleagues, and I'm not gonna really comment on that directly, suffice it to say I blocked the person involved ages ago bc they always act like this and I find it uncomfortable and unpleasant. But I think their behaviour is notable nc it's an example of a phenomena I've been noticing more and more lately, that I'm sure smarter and more attentive people than me have already described but I'm going to give it a shot anyway.

It's essentially the belief that if you present yourself as the passive/receptive partner then your aggressive sexual advances are no big deal and just funny jokes. The obvious related thought is the idea that women can't harrass or sexually assault men, but it goes beyond that imo.

I saw a post just recently speculating on how it's funny to talk about how you want to have so muc sex if you're a bottom but if you're a top it's creepy and makes you sound like a predator which is like. Mind boggling to me in terms of the unexamined bullshit at play. And to be fair people on that post were quick to point out that using sexually aggressive language to describe what you want someone to do to you is just as much harrassment as the other way around, and that people are far too permissive of this kind of behaviour. No one made the inverse observation that "wanting to put your penis in someone" as stated in the post is not inherently creepy or sexually predatory.

Like, topping and bottoming are a morally neutral acts. I feel like this sentiment goes around once every few months but we have got to let go of the idea that penetration is inherently violent and dominating. Especially if the inverse belief is allowing people to excuse genuinely out of line behaviour because they think being the receptive partner somehow makes them inherently non-threatening.

I mean that was imo a not insignificant part of the recent booktok drama abt a woman essentially sexually harrassing a hockey player. And there was absolutely more going on, not least of which being her getting rewarded for her behaviour initially, but I think a big issue is that we kind of apply the "punching up" model to situations like this, her target was both a man and a celebrity, the balance of power tips heavily in his favour so her actions become permissible. And for some reason there's this continued perception of bottoming and topping carrying a power imbalance. But if booktok lady had been screaming at Hockey players that she wanted to fuck them in the ass, that wouldn't be any worse that yelling at them to fill all her holes. It's the same shit.

So like, if you say, have this habit of using extended graphic sexual metaphors about how, say, people disagreeing with you about a fictional character all want you to suck their huge dick so bad but you don't want to and actually their dick is super small and pathetic anyway. You haven't actually cracked the code of how to avoid being a creep bc it's your mouth and their cock and not vice versa. And when you start actually replying to people with shit like this instead of just keeping it to your own blog? Sorry but just because it's about how "Everyone Else" wants you to suck their fat dick doesn't distract from the fact that you are the one opening conversations with other people with graphic sexual language for no reason.

(You also can't pretend not to be body shaming with your countless small dick comments by saying that it's just a metaphor and you're talking about BEHAVING like you have a small dick plbt plbt plbt that's a fucking cop out answer for idiot cowards. You are talking about people "metaphorically" having a small dick as a stand in for being pathetic. "I'm not bodyshaming I'm just using having a body like this as a stand in for qualities I think are bad!" What a fucking joke. But I digress)

And like I genuinely think this person just thinks they're doing a funny bit, and I don't think they need to be canceled for it or w/e but I do feel we all need to reflect on our assumptions abt sex and accept that the rules don't change bc of gender, or submissiveness, or who's sticking what in who. Unsolicited sexual comments are unsolicited comments, and while I'm not gonna pretend that tumblr is a sacred space where we can't make jokes about screwing and dicks and balls, there's always a line, and you don't actually get a free pass to cross it by being an uwu submissive bottom so spank me daddy.

Also if you're gonna make an extended sexual metaphor about what arguing about the cw's supernatural is like, I guess go nuts show nuts but be aware that you are gonna be broadcasting your particular sexual hangups when you do. Personally I prefer to put them in my fanfiction and get embarrassed when someone points them out. But hey, different strokes.

#discourse #ig #I dont wanna tag this as fandom wank bc I'm not trying to make it abt the fandom wank but #it's kinda #fandom wank #That is also abt everyone's weird hangups about penetrative sex #sex acts are morally neutral they only become bad if they're carried out unsafely or without consent #collection of only mostly related thoughts but gd this has been bugging me

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