#get paid to sleep <333

[urprettylittlething]

Stuffed Full

Yandere - Gojo Satoru x CursedKitty! Reader x Geto Suguru

A/N - Again another part of CursedKitty universe! This is basically a smut series at this point but im not complaining lmao, this was partly requested by a lovely anon, which i also mixed with a request from someone on AO3 <333 Ty my lovess, ive been so busy recently and ive been getting little sleep but ive finally got another part for you all, they seem to get longer and longer lmao, And thank you all so much for all the love on my CursedKitty Universe <3333 It means a lot to me that you all enjoy it so much, i love to read any comments you guys leave it really makes my day :,) <333333 Ily all so much i hope you enjoy my second written smut ever </3 If you want to request anything feel free! <3

summary - You beg them for cock so don't be surprised when you get two.

warnings - she kinda begs for it so ig consensual? But Dubcon to be safe, female anatomy, smut, two cocks in one hole, double stuffed, clit play, squirting, a lot of cum, lots of praise, dumbification? i think so, very vague yandere vibes but theres something there, crying during sex, overstimulation? probably, shes desperate lol, heat vibes, (let me know if i need to add more please)

genre - Oneshot

wc - 2.3k

-not edited yet, will be soon-

It’s the end of the day when Geto and Gojo come back to see Kitty. They arrive at the high end apartment complex and start making their way up to the top. It’s paid for by Gojo who has the most money amongst the two of them, but Geto pitches in with the bills every now and then and food stock when they want to stay here instead.

It wasn’t often that they’d use Gojos apartment, but it was nice for some privacy every now and then. True privacy. It was also good during their vacation times. It’s especially come in handy now that they have a cute little kitty to look after. 

They only keep things stocked really for them since Kitty doesn't need to eat any human food, but every now and then she gets curious about the snacks they eat. Being able to smell the scent of the chicken broth, or Gojo’s sweets looking particularly alluring with bright colors and fluffy insides. 

So they’d feed her every now and then while she has fun enjoying the new tastes and textures in her mouth. Besides, they have fun too, pulling her into their laps and squeezing her hips and flesh while she nibbles on the soft sweets in their hands and licks the remaining scraps off of their fingers. 

When they get to the door Gojo begins unlocking it and they make their way inside. Runes decorate the door on the inside, as well as every window in the apartment. Just a precaution they’re taking to ensure she doesn't accidentally escape, to keep her contained.

Gojo lets his bag slump to the floor while he stretches obnoxiously, looking forward to the entire week off they have with Kitty. Geto trails in behind him and actually hangs his bag up, closing the door behind him he calls out, “Kitty cat, where are you?” 

A shuffle and thump could be heard down the hallway before the pitter patter of bare feet on the floor could be heard coming towards them. When Kitty rounds the corner she practically pounces on the first person she can see.

Her hands immediately gravitate towards Getos trousers, where she tries tugging and pulling on them in an attempt to get to what's inside. 

A startled sound escapes Geto as he instinctively grabs onto her wrists and pulls her hands away from his dick. Now holding her squirming arms in the air his brows furrow as he looks to Gojo. 

“Don’t look at me!” he says, holding his own hands up in the air in a mocking act of surrender. He’s leaned up against the back of the couch, one leg hooked over the other as he watches on in amusement from behind his glasses. “What’s got her so riled up?”

Geto huffs and looks back down at the squirming curse in his arms. She’s resorted to crying, large drops of tears trickling down her cheeks and dripping off of her chin. Her bottom lip is wobbling and she's looking up at Geto almost pleadingly. 

The more the two men take in the curse the more they notice and the more curious they get. They notice the light sheen of sweat glistening on her skin, the way her thighs try and rub themselves together and the sticky wet sounds they make when they do. 

Geto seems to clock it a second before Gojo does. Cooing down at the Kitty caught in his arms he practically purrs, “Awh, such a good kitty, were you trying to ask for my cock? Is that it? Need my cock to make yourself feel better?”  

She's blubbering, pretty tears still falling down her cheeks as her hands still try and squirm away from his hold. She seemed to register his words at least somewhat as she looked down to his trousers again before looking back up at him with those begging eyes.

God, he can already feel himself hardening in his boxers. 

“Oh? Kitty is asking to be stuffed, is she? This is a first.” Gojo says, already standing up and making his way to the bedroom. 

Geto follows shortly behind him, lightly dragging Kitty along with him as she fumbles over her steps, his strides being bigger than hers. He hums in response to Gojo. Gently sitting Kitty down onto the ruffled sheets. It's clear she was in them before they got home. 

Gojo grabs onto Kitty and pulls her further up the bed, pushing her onto her front when she tries to grab at his trousers as well. He keeps his hand on her head and pulls her hips up with the other, flipping the loose shirt over her ass and hips to rest on her arched back. 

Her hips wiggle and Gojo groans. He brings one hand up to massage her ass, fondling and gripping the flesh. “She’s dripping Sugu.” He murmurs, voice dropping a few octaves and becoming husky. 

Her tail had been curled around one of her thighs the entire time, some of the fur wet with slick as it uncurled itself and rested against her back, the tip flicking back and forth every now and then.

His hand pushing her head into the sheets briefly massages her scalp when she starts whining, becoming restless. A gentle purr starts up in her chest while her ears flatten against her head but she still continues to squirm. 

“Okay Kitty, don't worry you’ll get your milk soon.” He brings the hand that was groping her flesh to his zipper, pulling down his trousers just past his hips, his boxers following shortly after. He spits in his hand and takes his already hard cock, giving himself a few quick pumps before lining himself up to her pulsing hole and pushing his way in. 

He leans over her, one hand still keeping her head down while the other goes back to gripping onto her hip, no doubt bruising the flesh beneath his fingers. His glasses slide down his nose as he finishes sheathing himself inside of her.

Her little hands are resting either side of her head while gripping the sheets beneath. Her eyes are half lidded and small pants leave her open mouth, leftover tears dribble over her water line and soak into the sheets below her.

Gojo groans squeezing his eyes shut tight while his chest heaves, her tight walls still trying to suck him in further while they pulsate and flutter around his hard cock. 

When his eyes open again he catches Geto’s gaze from where he's standing at the edge of the bed in front of Kitty’s head. “You didn’t waste any time, huh?” he says while raising an eyebrow. 

“I was already hard and besides, she was begging for it.” Gojo responds after catching his breath. 

“You didn’t even prep her.”

“She can take it.” 

“Can she?”

“Are you jealous I got here first Sugu?”

Geto goes quiet for a second at that while they stare each other down. It’s only when Kitty starts trying to move her hips and whine again that he speaks up. “So what if I am?” 

It’s Gojos turn to go quiet for a second until he blurts out, “I’m sure she can take two.”

Geto stares at him in shock as a small smirk graces Gojos face, his glasses slid down far enough that his eyes are exposed. A glint of mischief and lust present in the irises.

Geto sighs before smirking himself, “I guess we’ll find out.” 

Gojo huffs out a laugh before reaching under Kitty and pulling her up with him so they're both kneeling on the sheets. She yelps when he pulls her up, his cock moving inside of her, before leaning against his chest. He rests his head between her fluffy ears while watching Geto climb onto the bed and kneel in front of Kitty. 

Geto unzips his trousers and pulls them just below his hips exactly like Gojo did. The impatience getting to him as he eyes her dripping pussy being stuffed full with Gojos cock. He brings one hand between her legs to swirl loose circles around her engorged clit while he pulls his cock out. 

Kitty squeals and her hips jolt at the sudden contact of his cold fingers to her hot flesh. She begins mewling at the consistent pleasure to her nub while Gojos cock presses against all her sensitive spots from inside. Her ears are pressed flat to her head while she twitches and gasps in his arms. Her hands grasping on tightly to the arm wrapped around her middle holding her up.

“Can feel her squeezing me.” Gojo murmurs into her hair, head tilted slightly so he can watch Getos fingers pleasure the cursed kitty in his arms. 

Geto shuffles forward a bit more so he's pressed against Kittys front, her perky breasts squished between them while he stops circling her clit to rest the hand on her hip. The hand still gripping tight on his cock guids it to her already stuffed hole. 

“It’s going to be a tight fit.” Is all he says before trying to squeeze his way inside the desperate Kitty they caught. 

She wails at the extra intrusion, Gojo trying to calm her down with hushes and coos, using his hands to caress her flesh. When Geto is about half way in he stops for a second to groan and pant, murmuring about how tight she is before pushing the rest of the way in.

Kitty squeals at the feeling, being stuffed full with two cocks overwhelming her senses. She's mewling and blubbering, the pretty tears from before had returned to caress her cheeks. Geto joins Gojo in rubbing and whispering to Kitty, giving her a second to get used to them together. They weren’t that cruel. 

Gojo brings his hands up to fondle and massage her Kitty ears, helping her relax faster as a small purr tries building in her chest, Geto continuing his caresses over her hips, sides of her breasts, shoulders and back. 

It’s Gojo that starts moving first, beginning to thrust in her tight walls the smallest amount. Geto’s breath catches at the feeling before he begins to do the same. 

They’re alternating between thrusts, whenever Gojo pulls out a bit, Geto pushes in. They’ve resorted to resting their hands on parts of her flesh to give them something to hold onto as they pick up the pace. 

Gojo has one hand on her hip and the other arm wrapped around her middle. Geto has one hand on the other hip and the other hand holding the back of her head, pressing her into him more.

The more their pace picks up, the louder Kitty gets, sputtering and gurgling between the two of them, gasping and mewling as well. Her little pussy was stretched to its limit, pulsing and gushing at the unrelenting pleasure. It was getting easier and easier for the two to move inside her from all the slick she was producing.

When they’re finally at a consistent pace they both lean down to whisper and murmur in her ears, barely making out words of, “Such a good girl.”, “Such a pretty little Kitty, taking us so well.”, “Letting us fuck you at the same time, naughty Kitty.”, “ You’re my perfect little curse aren’t you?”, “God, listen to your pussy taking us so well.”

Neverending praises being fed to her while they pounded her with their cocks.

She's almost sobbing by the time they’re about to cum, her chest heaving, cheeks and chest flushed, eyes lidded while the tip of her tongue pokes out of her mouth, droplets of tears still fresh in her eyes.

When the two of them start panting and groaning, their rhythm starts to get sloppy, one of them reaching down with two fingers to rub and flick over the exposed nub. The juices that have dripped onto the sheets below provide more than enough lube to smoothly glide over the flesh. 

They can both feel her tense up around them, an inhuman shriek leaving her as her whole body shakes. Gojo throws his head back and starts fucking into her with a rabid pace, chasing his orgasm with Geto. Her walls suddenly tense up further, almost making it impossible for them to move as her walls pulse and gush fluid, squirting out juices onto both of their cocks and soaking the sheets below them.

Kitty goes limp between the two of them. Holding her up while they finish groaning and moaning, fucking their orgasm up into her.

None of them move or say anything for a few minutes after they finish cumming. Leaning against each other while they try and catch their breath. 

Eventually Gojo pulls out, bringing a whine out of the overstimulated Kitty in his arms. More of her juices, now mixed with their cum, drip from her hole, onto the ruined sheets below and down the length of Getos cock which was still inside of her. 

No one says anything as Geto shuffles the both of them up the bed a little before collapsing onto his back, Kitty tucked into his chest with an arm going around her back and the other burying itself into her hair to massage the base of her ears. 

A few light mewls escape her as another gentle purr begins building up in her chest, content now after being stuffed to the max. 

Gojo comes back a few minutes later, collapsing into a pile on the sheets next to the pair after having run a bath for them all to relax in.

He looks over at the two, making eye contact with Kitty as she gazes at him with half lidded eyes. The small purr audible if you listen in closely. Gojo reaches over with one hand to caress her cheek. Dancing the tips of his fingers under her eyes and down the sides of her face. 

“We really picked a cutie, didn't we Sugu?” Gojo murmurs. 

Geto hums in response, voice husky, “Never letting her go.”

Gojo huffs a laugh as he brings his hand back to join the other tucked behind his head. “Wouldn't dream of it. Our pretty little curse.” 

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[starscabaret]

☆Meeting Yandere! Vincent ☆

pairing: yandere! Vincent x fem reader 

summary: Meeting Vinny <333

warnings: n/a 

authors note: 

Vincent had brushed into the small town a few months earlier on a contract for his engineering firm. The job paid well and he had little to no attachment anywhere so he made the move. He lived in an upscale condo about 30 minutes out from the actual town he’d be working in. Paid for by the company of course. 

He had a routine, call mom once a week, send a letter once a month, go to work every weekday, go to the gym every weekday, grocery shop on Sundays, and get a haircut every 3 weeks. Not much changed for him really unless it was necessary. 

He liked it that way, in his free time he drew, invested, and dabbled in a few books and tv. He wouldn’t call himself the happiest man alive, but he was getting by, and his mom was doing well. That’s all he ever wanted. 

Just like any other day on the job site Vincent set in his small office inside the mobile trailer going over blueprints and whatnot. That is until you came banging on the flimsy trailer door. Vincent thought the damn police were here. Lo and Behold when he opened the door there you were in pajamas, and slippers, and sleep still in your eyes. 

As soon as the door opened you spoke, “Look man, I really was nice at first and didn’t say anything but do y’all have to be so loud at 7 am? It’s waking me and my son.”

Vincent stood there deadpan he didn’t know what to reply. There was nothing he could really do to delay construction in the early hours without derailing the whole project. And normally he would have slammed the door in your face had it been anyone else. But you, you made his heart beat fast and he blanked on a response. Besides the fact that he was a man of very few words.

“Come in.” He said as he pulled you into the office like trailer.

“You seem to be the boss sir, is there anything you can do?” You said while rubbing your eyes.

“You must live in the house a few acres over, what’s your name?” He spoke low and grumbly.

“Yeah I do, it’s a family house but no one gives a shit anymore. All moved off to the big city, scared of the water. Oh, Im f/n l/n” you replied in an annoyed tone.  

“I can’t tell them to halt all work in the morning is there anything I can do instead?” He asked, wanting to remedy this. He didn’t want to upset you. You were alluring to him. This was also the most he had spoken to anyone in days.

“You come to explain to my son why you’re disrupting his sleep!” you said with irritation in your voice.

When Vincent got to your home to apologize to your son, he was met with Ben. Ben was a 3-year-old beautiful Doberman. 

Vincent was a bit relieved it was a dog and not a child, as he was already daydreaming about how he would give you your first child.

Vincent didn’t speak much or have the best social skills but he knew that his interest in you wasn’t normal. Nor did he know how to express such interest.

Good thing you found him handsome, and took interest in his quiet reserved demeanor. You had to know more, you had to dig past the surface. You were bold and willing to take charge and make the moves. You had never seen a man like him in your town before, or anywhere for that matter. 

You were happy you went and complained that morning. Who said complaining didn’t get you anywhere?

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[jamneuromain]

I have an idea omg. We need more of Lloyd and reader... What about a situation when Lloyd got injured, like he kicked someone's ass , got his knuckles bleeding, or maybe he got a cut or smth... and the reader though she's aware of her blood-seeing problem ofc decided to help him, trying to fight her hemophobia best she could because Lloyd needed her help. Or it can be quite the opposite, the reader got hurt in some way, bleeding a bit, and Lloyd decided to help her because he knows her reaction to seeing blood and all. What do you think?😬☺

Hi Elena😌❤️ （sorry that it took so long I accidentally deleted my draft ... and took very long to recover from the devastating fact :l

Your "Lloyd got hurt" idea certainly is very interesting....👀

So, what would happen if Lloyd got hurt and he has no one else to turn to but his secretary with hemophobia...🤔

Bleed Out

Lloyd Hansen x You

Warning: Mob AU, Mob!Lloyd, Secretary!Reader (Driver!Denny Carmicheal), Graphic Depiction of Blood and Violence (I guess Lloyd is a warning of his own?), Reader has hemophobia (fear of blood), a lot of cursing.

Summary: Lloyd is under your protection for now.

A/N: This is the sequel to A Whiff of Blood, Thank you for all your love to Mob!Lloyd<333

One thing, one particular feature you like about the apartment you're living in, is that this little condo - along with the rest of the building and five other blocks in the vicinity, belongs to a high-end resident community that has strict security guard patrol schedules and limited key-card access. These precautions resulted in rocket-high market prices and a rather wealthy neighborhood, as the owner of these buildings forbids renting, for every keycard that could access the front gate, elevators, and their matching apartments, accompanied by facial recognition embedded in the little chip. When you get home every night (or afternoon, if you are lucky), you have to press your keycard and stand before the camera before the gate grants you inside. This brings quite some comfort for you, working for a mob boss named Lloyd Hansen, and knowing that his associates are basically "wanted" by rival gangs for the valuable information they possess.

While it is impossible that you could afford such an exquisite apartment with your salary, though very well-paid, you are truly grateful because Lloyd signed this condo - his condo - to you without a word (or asking a dime from you) when you told him during your final interview that you will be needing a week to relocate before starting the job.

That's when you made up your mind that Lloyd Hansen is a boss worthy to work for.

It's not a big place. Having two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen. Decorated in white, black, and grey, clearly matching Lloyd's taste when he asked his lawyer to give you the key card and have you move in.

You've lived here for three years now. Adding soft cushions and light-colored sets to the tedious design here and there. Like the sunflower tablecloth and daisy plates and bowls. Like the pink polka dot sheets and duvet covers. And the fluffy slippers, taken out from the cabinets, ready to be put on as soon as fuzzy socks don't work their magic any more.

You are finishing washing the mug you just used. After putting it on the racks, you wipe your hands with a clean cloth. It is a workday tomorrow, and you intend to sleep early to wake up with a fresh spirit to deal with your (sometimes) moody boss. Treating yourself to a nice little read in the bedside lamp radiating yellow glow - another decoration that you feel much needed for this place, you reach out to turn off the lamp when there's a sudden rush of knock on your door.

You zip your mouth shut.

The news two weeks ago, about a woman who was curious about the baby crying at her door, was yanked out of her apartment as soon as she opened the door, being raped and killed in her own bed.

You are smart enough not to ask "Who is it", letting this unexpected guest learn that a young female is at home.

When the unexpected visitor doesn't hear your reply, they knock on the door more fiercely, nearly knocking your heart out of your throat.

You remember the tutorial online: Approach the door with caution, and check the surveillance camera. If there's no one in sight, call the cops. If there's anything out of the ordinary, like a baby or a kitten by the door, call the cops.

In summary, call the cops.

Your fingers hover above your phone, having the police number on speed dial, when you turn on the surveillance camera monitor by the door.

A very bruised, cut, and tired Lloyd, having a gun in his hand, banging on your door as he winces in pain.

"Goodness gracious-" Your gasp gets stuck in your throat. Opening the door in an instant, there's nothing else in your mind than keeping him alive. Your goosebumps on high alert as Lloyd's eyes scan over you. You pull him in, checking that the hallway is secure, before closing the heavy door as quietly as possible.

You turn to him, "Mr. Han-" Your words stop mid-sentence as you feel the need to fight the bile down your throat.

Yes. Mr. Hansen is very much covered in the one thing you hate most in the world.

Blood.

Blood splattered on his chest, his ridiculous choice of the blue-white striped polo shirt and cuts littered over his face and bare arms. His pants are dripping. Some crimson-colored liquid will stick permanently onto your floor and your beloved carpet.

Redness, some stained into near-brown, all over his figure.

You hold your breath, not letting the iron taste linger to make matters worse.

Lloyd walks, more like limps to each of your rooms - now that you can breathe a little while the blood smell is gone temporarily, and convince yourself that it's just ketchup on your boss (though you doubt that trick works) - and inspects each of them with his finger on the gun's trigger.

Taking in the whole situation, three things pop into your mind.

Lloyd is in desperate need of medical attention.

You are most likely to faint as soon as he returns, seeing this amount of blood.

Lloyd wouldn't knock on your door if this isn't desperate for him as well.

As Lloyd approaches, you are wrecking every brain cell to work a way out of this.

" 'S anyone here?" He asks, pulling the safe of his gun back on, before plopping down on your couch and groaning because he most definitely pulls one or two, if not a few of his wounds.

However, one of THE most brilliant ideas comes to you when you are holding your breath.

You shake your head, raising one finger to tell him you need a moment - or you hope that your running off conveys the message, and dash towards your bathroom.

Lloyd sags down on the couch, not even bothering to get up or turn his head to watch whether you've pulled out a gun pointing at him. You probably wouldn't do so, since you chose to pull him in, instead of letting him bleed out by your door.

When you appear in front of him again, his body briefly stuns a moment, before emerging in a burst of full-blown laughter. He laughs so hard that his laughter turns into coughs, which leads to him pressing his hand over his chest in case he tears his wounds further.

You place your hands on your hips. Compared to him, you are least amused by your idea.

You smoothed your hair back and put on your scuba diving goggles from a paid leave last year. Lloyd personally oversaw your two-week vacation, paying from your hotel suite to your travel expenses, and even ordering you full scuba diving equipment for your one-hour scuba lesson.

Of course, you weren't actually interested in becoming an expert, but the scuba equipment was too nice to be thrown away.

"Not funny." You breathe through your mouth. Even though the orange plastic - or glass, you don't quite know which - changes how the bloody Lloyd looks in your eyes, it still doesn't completely change the idea that Lloyd is, in fact, covered in blood, as much as you don't want to think about it. And it definitely doesn't block the smell of blood, which probes the nerves at the back of your nose whenever you breathe through your mouth.

Lloyd scans your "outfit", his laughter slowly dials down, eventually turns into a lazy smile ghosting his lips, "You're right. It's not."

It's over 10:30 pm, and you usually would have been sleeping, or lying on your bed, at least. But no, you are stuck in the living room with your boss who's about to die any minute, and you are only able to stand in front of him, alive and thinking, with a fucking scuba mask on.

So, fuck this.

You roll your eyes at your cold-blooded boss. "Should I call your doctor? Or send you to the hospital?"

The smirk disappears.

Although he didn't say "no" to the hospital, by now you've realized the hospital choice was crossed off the board, as he chose you instead of ringing the police - which will no doubt lead to an investigation since Lloyd is the most notorious mob in Los Angles.

You search for the first aid bag that you stocked away when you moved in. It has rarely been used.

"Doc's dead." He murmurs, but loud enough for you to understand. He spoke with a sadness that only appears when he has lost one of his people. "I took Jared to his clinic."

You know Jared, he is one of the muscles working for Lloyd. He helped take care of one of Lloyd's rivals, Brewer.

"The deal with the Russian mobs tonight went wrong, but we got out in one piece." Lloyd explains curtly, "I got him to Doc's place to get stitched up. But we were attacked... Doc died, so did Jared."

So... two of his people.

Medical alcohol and Q-tips were picked from the bag, then a roll of gauze. You place those on the coffee table.

"I think you need something bigger than a Q-tip." He chuckles, unbuckling his belt, removing his pants. You open your mouth wanting to argue it's probably best that he doesn't move right now, but you silence yourself when you see a flesh wound -

Blood trickles down his thigh, leaving a scorched round hole on his leg. You turn your head to the other side as soon you feel the need to hurl. Even with your goggles on, deep down, you know that it's blood, not ketchup, nor some red paint oozing from his body.

“Don’t puke on my shoes. Crocodiles died for it.” A strangled grunt comes out of his mouth when he finished speaking, having your heart tug in the slightest of agony.

The belt he took off just now is turned into an instant tourniquet on his thigh. The blood drips slower than it did, but it keeps ruining your carpet.

“Yeah, I bet the crocodile spirits hate you right now.” You mutter under your breath, snatching a face mask from the first-aid kit, taking a small inhale after you put it over your face.

Much, much better now.

Lloyd snorts out a short laugh, “You look like one of those bird-man in the Middle Ages when they are battling the plague.”

“Yeah well,” You place your hand on your hips, feeling somewhat braver to deal with this bloody mess all over your living room, “You’re about to bleed out on my couch, so let’s start with you telling me what else I can help with.”

Lloyd spares a glance at you when he’s busy rolling the gauze and pressing it onto his gunshot wound, his expression uninterpretable. Though you would guess that he is mildly impressed.

“Got any liquor? Something strong?” He raises his brows almost challengingly, “I don’t see any painkillers here, so … Bourbon? Whiskey? Scotch? Anything?”

You do have a bottle of whiskey that your cousin gave to you when you moved in. He’d come to visit and lend a helping hand from time to time. You take two glasses from the cupboard and half a bottle of whiskey.

You could use some liquid courage with a murder scene and your psycho boss in the middle of this lovely condo.

With the aid of whiskey and your patching and cleaning of the rest of the wounds, Lloyd is able to sleep through the night soundly without worrying about being a rigid corpse in the morning.

Yawning, and accidentally stretching his patched-up wounds, he allows a string of curses to flow out of his lips. Judging by the sunlight peeking through your curtains, he’d say it’s 9 or 10 in the morning. Last night, he was tired when the adrenaline gradually faded away, and he did not have the chance to take a close look at your – used to be his – place.

You did not put this place through any major changes, just some minor traces, reminding him that he is, in a sense, invading this cozy little apartment with his banged-up body.

With a decent set of fresh suit, shirt, and tie on the chair beside the bed.

Faint murmurs come from the other side of the door, Lloyd tenses up immediately, pulling his gun under the pillow, where he stocked last night, and turns the doorknob slowly.

“… shut up.” He hears you smack someone’s arm jokingly.

Your voice blends in with the voice in his memory of last night, when he winced in pain as you tried to take out glass shards from his forehead with a pair of tweezers, when he swung another gulp of whiskey from the bottle.

“Fucking hell, woman, I swear you’re trying to scoop my brains out rather than finding the glass pieces.” He grumbled.

“You’re lucky I didn’t kick you out, Mr. Hansen. Now I’m kindly asking you to shut up so I can take care of your wounds before it could get any worse.” You said impatiently, having struggled between the discomfort in your stomach and your determination to get him patched up, but adjusted your attitude soon after, keeping your mouth shut and pushing his upper body so he would lean on the couch and be still, while you turned on the flashlight to search the little glass piece on his forehead.

The warm and shallow breath fell on the ridge of his nose. It was broken, sure, tingling and itching, but it also meant that you were close, close enough to kiss-

“Cuz, are you sure that-”

The male voice is cut off when Lloyd in a black suit appears in front of you and a young man. One of his hands behind his back, you know far too well he’s holding the gun and will shoot your cousin’s brain out if you don’t explain quickly.

“Morning Mr. Hansen. This is my cousin, Connor Ashborne, studying at UCLA Med School.” You smile politely towards your boss, “I called for him to check up on you, since you refused to go to any doctor with a gunshot wound. He’s here to provide professional medical assistance.”

“Mr. Hansen,” the young man extends his hand for Lloyd to shake, “I’ve heard of a lot of things about you.”

“Lots of bad things, I hope.” Lloyd throws in a comment half-sarcastically, plopping himself down on the couch, ignoring your cousin’s extending hand, “Shit.” When he stretches his wounds again, the gauze must have clotted with his flesh for this level of pain.

“Cuz?” Conner turns his choice to your hand, “It’s your call. I can’t force your boss to do anything.”

“Yeah, me neither.” You mutter, “He’s more stubborn than a bull with eyes on the red flag.”

“Careful there, sunshine.” Lloyd gulps down some whiskey, numbing the pain in his thigh, “I can hear ya’ loud and clear.”

You silently shrugged towards your cousin, letting him know that you could not be of help any more than he did. “You should probably head to your classes.” You speak softly towards Connor, “Say hi to your sister for me, will you?”

“Sure thing, cuz. Remember those antibiotics and pain meds for the... patient in the kit.” He pulls you into a hug, “No need to thank me, I know, I'm one of a kind.”

Yeah, he's a one-of-a-kind dick when he wants to be. You can't help but smile knowing that his ego bloated after coming to your aid.

“I’ll see you around Christmas, yeah?”He asks.

“Around Christmas.” You confirm, patting his back.

Connor shoots you a wink and a “Bye, cuz”, grabbing the bicycle helmet on the kitchen counter and rushing out of your apartment like a gust of wind.

"A-hem." Lloyd clears his throat.

You let out a long exhale, realizing the big problem-o is still sitting on the couch like he owns this place – he indeed still does, as you have helped combing through his real estate. He owns the whole residential community – more specifically, has a lot of shares in the company which runs this residence, at the very least. Putting your best, and most professional courtesy on, you ask Lloyd, “I’ve called Denny earlier this morning. He’s now driving around the block. Denny has driven to your place and picked up the usual breakfast from your cook. Should I call him and tell him to come up? Or you’d like to head to the office right now?”

“Tell him to come up. I’ve been shot. It seems fair to skip work this morning.” Lloyd has the usual smug smile on his face. Stepping into his crocodile shoes onto the floor, spreading his arms over the couch, he looks down at the ground before narrowing his eyes and raising a sharp question: “You’ve had the carpet thrown out?”

Of course, you’ve had the carpet thrown out. Or you would throw up five times per hour.

You thought so when carrying the blood-soaked carpet downstairs, after making sure Lloyd was asleep around midnight. As his secretary, it is your job to make sure he doesn’t have to worry about anything besides his business.

You carried the carpet downstairs, avoiding cameras as carefully as possible, with your ridiculous scuba goggles and face mask on, and dumped the carpet, into another residence trash can two blocks further. With his blood and his scent on it, it is easy to lure those henchmen away if they bring hounds to search for Lloyd.

Lloyd does not go down without a fight, that you were certain. You were also certain of the fact that the transaction gone wrong would make relative parties involved less than happy, hence the ambush at Doc’s place. If they struck once, it seemed possible that they would strike again, knowing that Lloyd was hurt.

Also packing hydrogen peroxide, a powerful bleach, and a pack of Q-tips with you, you carefully erased the traces of Lloyd’s blood from the street to your residence building, and inside the elevator.

“Miss Y/L/N!” The security guard exclaimed on seeing you back inside the building. He was smart enough not to comment on you pulling your scuba goggles and face mask off, but smiled warmly, “A rough night?”

You smile back, “Hi Henry. I hate to pull ranks on you, Henry, I really do. But in less than ten minutes you are going to get a call from your boss, who has gotten a call from his boss, asking you to do exactly what I tell you to, which is to make a copy of the surveillance footage of the security cameras, and delete the original copy stored in the computers stored somewhere in this building. You are also going to tell me whether anyone has dropped by when your shift ends this morning, who looks suspicious, asking questions even though they don’t live here.”

The smile froze on Henry’s face, “Miss Y/L/N, it’s against the company orders…”

Just then, the phone on Henry’s desk rang, which Henry took the minute it made a sound.

The smile turned to a serious frown.

“…Yes. Yes, Sir. I’ll see to it.” He hung up the phone after a polite “Good night”, straightening his security guard uniform, and moved around the desk, “This way, Ma’am.”

After burying your head in the toilet bowl and throwing up almost half an hour ago, you had used your cell phone and called Lloyd's business partner up ahead, told him that Lloyd had issued a command to erase surveillance camera footage of a specific building and asked to keep a copy.

His business partner, hauled up from his bed because of this phone call in the middle of the night, knew better than to refuse.

… and that was why the Russian mob drove through the block later that morning at 1 a.m. and did not find a trace of Lloyd taking shelter in your condo after circling the area for quite some time.

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PICK A CARD: MESSAGES FROM KRISHNA(Universe) BIG DESTINY!!

Left: 111 ; Right: 333

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🌸111🌸

You will be called to step into a position of power, a position where others rely on you, someone with responsibilities on their shoulders, and this energy cannot be brought to fruition till you become worthy of being a leader. Know thyself, you strengths your limitations, what makes you, your defence mechanisms and everything else. Because self knowledge and awareness is the 1st step. I am getting that you should read  Arthshastra, please do, it will be beneficial for you. It is telling you to work on your communication skills, I feel someone who is on the defensive, you may have people pleasing tendencies. Know how to be a good communicator, work on public speaking as well, practising in front of the mirror or recording yourself speak will be really good for you. You don’t have to post the video anywhere, just see, analyse, make notes and correct them next time. Even 5 minutes speaking with a 10 minute analysis would do wonders for you. Also BIG MESSAGE: LEARN TO ACCEPT YOURSELF. You are two criticsl, your shadow self ordered defensive self just wants to protect you, so nurture yourself, being too harsh in the beginning is so not the key to success, even acknowledging would do, journalling right before sleeping is a good way to do this. Just reading this and not taking action will lead you no where. Please put in the action. The key to that is intention. Intent to be what you need to be, and the rest will follow, it may not be a smooth ride but a worthy one.  Comment 111 TO CLAIM THIS. READ IT. RE-READ IT. TAKE A PRINT OUT, SCREENSHOT, doesn’t matter. READ THIS EVERYDAY. 🌙 DM for a personal tarot reading, it would help you in stepping into your power🌙

🕊️333🕊️

Okay so, I am seeing you are rebellious one, the innovative ones, the ones who see things differently, some of you may have rahu-ketu (north node-south node, in sidereal/vedic) in 3rd house and 9th house axis. You are embarking on a journey, and asking questions about rules and traditions that heave been setting in place, it could be in any setting, corporate, workplace, home, society. This has made you look for a new way of thinking, like a new adventure, I am getting The Alchemist vibes, Harry Potter, going in search for truth of some sort, and revamping the pattern. You will be the one to change things around here, I am taking BIG CHANGES for some of you. You could be an integral part of the new way to do things, making an innovative way to work, going aganist the grain. Encouraging people to be free. You HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THE SLAVE AND RAT-CHASE MINDSET. You KNOW YOU ARE HERE TO LIVE LIFE, breathe every moment, living experiencing. This could lead you to travel a lot, learning about new cultures and ways, and making something out of those experiences. Key Place: Mountains, Hills, Rivers, Cold Places- these stand out the most. Note- Library and books are important, I saw this vision many times + SAMWELL TARLY from Game of Thrones.

YOU MUST KNOW THIS BY NOW, BUT YOU ARE IN FOR A BIG BIG ADVENTURE, I can actually FEEL YOUR THRILL, that feeling where your breathing then not at all, because you are in awe of the mystery that is about to be uncovered. It could be related to metaphysics as well. 

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[semifilms]

Hello, hello. I’m new here so I don’t know how many character I can request but may I request headcanons of vacations with Suna, oikawa and semi

☆VACATIONS W/ THEM | suna rintaro, toru oikawa, semi eita, atsumu miya

a/n - i actually love this prompt anon and i apologize for being very late to respond and do it 😭i hope you don’t mind that i added atsumu to this🫡 also i got a little carried away & i didn’t proofread 🙈

cw - light swearing

suna doesn’t remember almost anything when you guys are packing. it’s like all basic necessities he needs, he forgets. on the plane ride he is sleeping almost the whole time, he’s dreading the jetlag but he wants to be prepared for the long day you guys have planned. wherever you decide to vacation he’s excited to be there as long as you are. you’re happy, he’s happy. the only thing he’s really looking forward to might be sleeping in the hotel. the plane seats were not comfortable. you think he paid for first class? no. once he gets real good sleep in he’s actually so much more energetic and is ready to go do little tourist things. he takes servers pictures of you guys at landmarks and restaurants just to save to a little album on his phone <3

oikawa is basically vlogging the whole process of picking and the trip. he honestly isn’t that forgetful but he’ll forget like one thing and it’s probably really important. seems like the type to overpack and forget his passport. also definitely wants to be their 2 hours early. you guys would grub on airport food until the flight. and yes, you’re definitely flying first class i don’t think i could picture him settling in economy. he’s seen the movies and he’s experienced those crying toddlers and those unlucky seats in between sweaty strangers. he’s not up for that at all. he would definitely post pictures of you guys posing in front of landmarks to his socials. or the food you guys eat at restaurants. i feel like i’m his instagram close friends he’s rating the food like he’s keith lee. overall it’s a very enjoyable vacation.

SEMIIIIIII my love<<333. (my bad) anyway, he makes sure you don’t forget anything. he made a list and he checked it not once, not twice, but three times he had to make sure. you guys leave prepared and you get to the airport 20 minutes before departure. i’m sorry but he’s not trying to wait in the airport for 5 hours, like some people…. if there are any types of street performers music wise or whatever he will stop so you two can watch. (definitely leaving tips.) going to an art museum is on the itinerary. he just likes making little jokes about the art and interpreting it in a funny way and not making it deep. but he also really appreciates the art and especially street art (if any where you vacationed) he will make small talk with older natives to wherever you visit and listen to their stories. even if he’s not interested he acts like he is. he’s making the most out of the vacation that’s for sure.

now i’ve thought about atsumu on vacation several times this is why i had to include him. he’s forgetful when you’re packing, no doubt but in the end he remembers everything and you guys BARELY make it in time to the airport. you’d think with how often he’s flown he’d be better but no. this man is looking forward to fucking up some foreign food. he is using this vacation as an excuse for whatever diet he is on. fans spot him in the airport when you guys arrive and the amount of paparazzi is insane. nonetheless he is really just has his arm wrapped around you as you guys head out to the ride waiting for you. NICE ASS HOTEL! NICE ASS HOTEL! 100% got one of those rooms that looks like an apartment. did you guys watch singles inferno? like those. back to the food he is cleaning plates and trying every single dish recommend at the restraints. hell take some photos of landmarks but he’s rather just enjoy it with you in the moment.

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[ssahotchnerr]

do you do headcanons? if so, I’d love to know what you think Aaron is like at home with reader. how do they split chores, who pays the bills, goes to pta meetings and after school activities? Random stuff like that. I imagine because he’s so busy that when he is home and not on a case, he tries to do everything. What are some things they try to do alone and/or as a family weekly/monthly?

yes i love love love headcanons! :D i could literally write essay after essay about life with aaron hehe <3

when it comes to chores, i think it's safe to say it falls more onto reader because aaron simply isn't there. like laundry, dishes, keeping the house tidy, your basic everyday things. but aaron will always express how sorry he is that he's not around to help more :( like he's away on a case and the two of you are having your nightly call - sharing things about your day before going to bed- neither of you can can sleep without talking to the other first. so when you mention how you did this and that around the house, he gets a tad quiet :( and you know exactly what he's about to say. you stop him before he has the chance to open his mouth - "aaron baby, i don't mind. if you're out there keeping the world safe, the least i can do is a load of laundry." hehe your words make him chuckle a bit, which was your goal, but he's the sweetest man so he still apologizes. (okay but also who wouldn't wanna play housewife for him im just saying<3) and when he is home!!!!! he's helping out as much as he can. and the more heavy duty chores, you save for the weekend so he's home to help out.

who pays the bills? both of you! i've always just seen aaron being the type to have a joint bank account with his partner, so bills and whatnot are paid through that. but when the two of you start having more kids, hehe i love the idea of reader staying home to take care of them <3 so until the kiddos are old enough for you to go back to work, aaron's income mainly supports you all <3

pta meetings, aaron isn't too fond of them, especially since all the other moms were just busy ogling him the whole time 🙄 so if your fam were to be involved in the pta, mom would be going <3 and aaron!!!!!! loves going to all the school activities he possibly can, he loves seeing what the kiddos are up to 🥹 i can also see him on pick up duty- if one of the kids had a doctor's appointment after school, he's taking them to it. if someone had to be picked up from rehearsal, practice, a club - he's stopping by to get them after he leaves work before going home <3 and he still coaches soccer on the weekends of course. he's just a huge softie for all the babies and is the most loving, fair, concerned parent ever <333

and one of my favorite hotchner family hc- everyone loves going to the smithsonian museums on the weekend. hehe it's a fun, yet educational way to spend time together, and no trip is ever the same. everyone's favorite is the american history one, because there's so much!!!!! to look at. and it's either followed by going out to dinner afterwards, maybe some ice cream at the park, and it's always finished up with a movie night before bed <3 hehe all the baby hotchners cuddled up under blankets with you and aaron, begging for one of you to go grab more popcorn from the kitchen, and ultimately falling asleep before the movie ends. just leaving you and aaron, wrapped in each other's arms, looking at your sleeping babies with so much love in your hearts <333

#now i have the need to write a fic of aaron at a pta meeting omg #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #criminal minds x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner drabble #criminal minds #let’s talk aaron <333333

[mysacredmuse]

hii muse !! i remember seeing you say that aventurine's a cat person and aaahh i agree !!! he would love cats sm :( i feel like he always wanted one but couldn't bcs he's busy and doesn't have the time, also bcs he can barely take care of himself, so hes scared he might not be able to care for the cat.

I'd imagine that his s/o has a cat and he'd always see the critter whenever he comes over to their place. i feel like he naturally attracts cats, they love him. his s/o's cat would just rub against his leg, jump on his lap to sleep whenever he sits down (he never has the heart to stand up even if he needs to 😭), and just give the kitty some pats/bellyrubs :(

ahh taking care of the cat together when they finally move in with him 😭 just the thought is so nice !! him learning how to properly care for the kitty, the cat sleeping on his desk while he's finishing up some work for the IPC, also him fighting the cat for his s/o's attention (they give attention to both equally, he just wants more lmao) (also the cat wasn't even doing anything, it's just sleeping on his s/o's lap)

in conclusion, i love cat dad aventurine. someone let me give this man a cat so we can be cat parents together.

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THIS IS SO CUTE, I WILL MELT SJSJSKSKSOSKS no but I am so for aventurine cat dad agenda because cats have such boundaries and I feel like he would get along with them super well actually <3

i feel like he would definitely be awkward around the cat at first, side eyeing it and all like 🤨🤨 tf u looking at lil furball, but then he would warm up to it as the cat asks him for attention and rubs and wahhhh, he wouldn't mind getting his clothes all destroyed by a cat's fur and a bit of clawing as it makes little dough on his lap <333

also, the jealousy thing HAHAHA HE DEFINITELY WOULD 💀💀 I can see him literally forcing his head on your lap next to the cat, even slightly pushing it away as he wants the head rubs as well <3 I can also see him beefing w the cat when it gets all cozy and sighs and he is like tf you sighing for freeloader while he does his work LOL, he would be the type of person to use the cat's paws to type on the computer while bitching about how hard it is to work and you walk in on him like 🤨 are you literally using my cat as a non-paid & illegal child labor and he is like O_O

but he would definitely learn all about it, always buying the toys for the kitty, the best sand, the best food, the best hygine products - everything. He would spoil it so much and he wouldn't mind at all even if all his money goes to the cat <3

he would also play poker w it, but let's not

#muse answers #muse's anons 💜 #🦋 anon 💜 #I NEED TO BE A CAT PARENT W HIM AS WELL #screaming into the void

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the NO-SKIP albums: a tag game 🎶💖

rules: share the albums that you can listen to nonstop. those lightning in a bottle-albums that scratch ur brain just right. every single track, an absolute banger. u could not skip one if u tried. no notes. stunning, show-stopping, immaculate. ur no-skip albums.

🔎 bonus & optional (but imo, v fun) rules: 1) add a track rec for us to listen to! AND 2) share ur favorite line(s) from that track! 👀

This was so hard!! There are so so so many albums not included but I think 15 albums is enough to where I look crazy but not tooooo crazy (doubtful) and I wanted to make it somewhat varied genre-wise. A lot of these artists have like multiple no-skip albums as well so picking between them was extra difficult—on some I went with the underrated favourite of mine to mix it up. I don't know! It's kinda all over the place. Thank you so much to @ventiswampwater, @visceravalentines, @avrilsboy, & @actualfucking for tagging me!!! 🥹 I think there were a few others who tagged me but then removed my tag, probably because they saw I was tagged by others lol, so thank you to those ppl too!!<333

Tagging: @xoxo-gossipghoul (& anyone else! I think most people have done this at this point? But if you’re reading this and haven’t been tagged yet then this is me tagging you!!! lol) Album List & Track Rec:

🏴 Damaged — Black Flag (1981)

track rec: Police Story

↳ This fucking city / Is run by pigs / They take the rights away / From all the kids

🪑 Songs from The Big Chair — Tears for Fears (1985)

track rec: Mothers Talk

↳ It's not that you're not good enough / It's just that we can make you better / Given that you pay the price / We can keep you young and tender / Following the footsteps of a funeral pyre / You were paid not to listen now your house is on fire

💀 Collection I & II — Misfits (1986/1995)

track rec: Mommy, Can I Go Out and Kill Tonight?

↳ Rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life / Razor-blades love teenage flesh, an epidermoty / I'll bring back a souvenir, for it's my mommy's dream

🍊 No Doubt — No Doubt (1992)

track rec: Trapped in a Box

↳ Ah trapped in a box my life becomes void / And all of the thought for myself's now destroyed / Controlling my mind, what to eat, what to buy / Subliminal rules: how to live, how to die / Trapped in a box

🌙 Dreaming of You — Selena (1995)

track rec: God’s Child (Baila Conmigo) (Ft. David Byrne)

↳ God makes us dream / But won't set us free / Hey, hey, hey, hey / God calls us dance to songs we can't hear / Hey, hey, hey, hey

🌊 Tidal — Fiona Apple (1996)

track rec: Sullen Girl

↳ And there's too much going on / But it's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion / Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

🦷 The Distillers — The Distillers (2000)

track rec: Red Carpet & Rebellion

↳ The palace dialed in the streets were burning / The red horizon came crashing through the morning / There was no contentment, only bloodshed / Red blood and social discontent / Bruised by puritan, oh, puritan exempt / It's like a peasant uprising

🦋 Greatest Hits — Mariah Carey (2001)

track rec: When You Believe (Mariah Carey & Whitney Houston)

↳ They don't always happen when you ask / And it's easy to give in to your fears / But when you're blinded by your pain / Can't see your way clear through the rain / A small but still, resilient voice / Says hope is very near

😈 Antics — Interpol (2004)

track rec: Not Even Jail

↳ I pretend like no one else to try control myself / I'm subtle like a lion's cage / Such a cautious display / Remember take hold of your time here / Give some meanings to the means / To your end / Not even jail

🌆 The City Sleeps in Flames — Scary Kids Scaring Kids (2005)

track rec: The World as We Know It

↳ A virus known as rage / Is brutal in destroying / And spreading all over the place / Bleeding culture / The dying nation / When the money controls the tide / We won't get another chance this time / We won't get a second chance this time

🎺 Back to Black — Amy Winehouse (2006)

track rec: Some Unholy War

↳ If my man was fightin' some unholy war / I would be behind him / Straight shook up beside him with strength / He didn't know, it's you I'm fightin' for / He can't lose with me in tow (With me in tow) / I refuse to let him go (To let him go) / At his side and drunk on pride / We wait for the blow

🎸 Favourite Worst Nightmare — Arctic Monkeys (2007)

track rec: Teddy Picker

↳ And it's the thousandth time that it's even bolder / Don't be surprised when you get bent over / They told you, but you were gaggin' for it

3️⃣ Three Vol. 1 — Joel Plaskett (2009)

track rec: Gone, Gone, Gone

↳ In the middle of a lonely night / Got caught in the hallway light / For a minute you were gettin' close / I suspect I've seen a ghost / In the middle of a highway dream / You got caught in the headlight beam / Down the road with your tired eyes / Good old boys with your old goodbyes

🫙 Ignore the Ignorant — The Cribs (2009)

track rec: Emasculate Me

↳ Spent all this time chasing happy / But happy is boring to me / So put walls around our misery / And gently emasculate me

🧱 Brutalism — IDLES (2018)

track rec: Exeter

↳ It seems like no-one cares / I think I'll take the stairs / 'Cause nothing ever / He punched himself in the face / To prove he wasn't gay / 'Cause nothing ever happens

#these album choices make me look gay angry and sad #which is accurate #tag game #tagging game

[la-galaxie-langblr]

Positivity post, 22nd January - 11th February

Cooking new things and them turning out fairly well (most notable is the enoki and udon stir fry I made, absolutely delicious)

Soup leftovers

Submitting an exam I'm fairly proud of with plenty of time to spare

I got access to my phonology class on Blackboard!!! So unbelievably hyped for this semester

Calls with my uni bestie, at the time of first writing she isn't back yet but she will be soon <3

Getting more comfortable watching Instagram reels in French (ik ik but it's a start!!)

Green spaces on campus are very emotionally supportive

I've started playing geography games which is pretty fun - matching countries and capitals, naming countries on every continent, click where this country is etc. I'm not very good yet but it's fun to learn new things :)

One of my flatmates came back today, it's nice not having the flat be eerily quiet all the time

Countdown to fun events happening very soon!!

Waking up cosy and more rested day by day, classes are gonna hit me like a bus next week so I'm taking it while I can lol

Talking lots with a class friend about our exams (no collusion here dw) and bonding over our dislike of our history and culture modules, I'm hoping we can go for coffee after a seminar some day :)

Update my class friend said yes to going out for coffee and I can't wait!!!!

The sheer relief of submitting all my exams :D

I visited my friend for their birthday and we played loads of stardew valley

My uni bestie came back!! :D

Spoons and giggles with friends

A new class routine to get started with, my modules this semester are already looking to be much more interesting than last semester :D

The tumble dryer in uni actually dried my clothes for once!!!

Restful nights' sleep

Finalising accommodation for the Squad Holiday in summer and it looks so good considering the price we paid :D

Endless late nights chatting and laughing until we cry

The crocuses are in bloom at the local park and it's gorgeous!!!!

Visiting 2 friends in Scotland over the weekend, so much love <333

Podcast episodes my beloved

Seeing a different side to my uni friends over a game of Catan in a fun way (so much yelling 💀💀💀💀💀 but the insults were incredibly creative)

Clean sheets and clean room

Spoons cookie crunch with strawberries my beloved

Orange juice is absolutely delicious and I should really buy it more often

Getting back into reading and discussing books with friends <3

As an extension to the above: reading a book given to you by a friend and their annotations are all there <333

I recorded half a podcast episode on a night I felt really anxious and it calmed me down and sparked some creativity in me

The joy of learning new things, I'm loving my phonology class atm

Slowly developing a stronger sense of self, in the words of Marina and the Diamonds "I know exactly what I want and who I want to be" well not with that amount of certainty but still

Every year or so I reread Anne of Green Gables and every year I'm reminded of why it's my favourite book ever

#ellis exclaims #positivity #heybenni #knife gang #i am not good at updating this regularly but ah well :) #i think intentionally looking for the joy is really helping me lately #i feel so much more light and hopeful about things :)

[keefessketchbook]

CIRCE SAGA THOUGHTS!!!! ✨✨🐷

OMG I LOVED THIS SOOOOO MUCH, IT WAS SO GOOD. I love hermes

sorry this is kinda long guys and that it took me forever to make

Puppeteer

-the "polites gear up, you and i'll go ahead" strings at the beginning 😭. I loved polites sm

-Eurylochus trying to talk to Odysseus is just so sad and I love how it shows how he is losing not faith or trust but losing something in odysseus that they are going to make it home

-Odysseus is like actually tired and thinks that he truly is never going to make it home to his family

-JUST THE STRINGS IN GENERAL FOR THIS SONG AND THIS SAGA ARE SOOO PRETTY

-eurylochus' little rap moment(?)>>>>>>

-Odysseus' "damn" and "what" are the spring in my step

-Circe's voice!!!!!!!!! omg guys i love her sm!

-Circe casting her spell (the think of your past bit) is so pretty and i love how she lures them into a false sense of comfort and looks like she's trying to help them

-also love the "no i don't play i puppeteer" part

-"this is the price/we paid to live/the world is not/meant to forgive" 😍

-I LOVE how immediately Odysseus is like we gotta save them and Eurylochus is like we've sacrificed enough, don't you want to get home? and Odysseus is like i would love to but if it were you i would save you and i hope you would too. (also when Eurylochus is like "lets just run", i'm reading some feelings Eury has for someone 👀👀)

-also Odysseus saying "i can hardly sleep now" shows how in tune and how much he truly feels

Wouldn't you like

-HERMES' LAUGHS!!!!

-I love how the three gods we have met, two have come to odysseus invisible before introducing themselves (or Odysseus guessing)

-The chorus is so 70s and i love that, it totally fits his vibe

-The teaser bit that we've had is still beautiful

-The piano! the background vocals!

-holy moly i can't-

-"Wouldn't you like to use more than words?" I love how the gods seem to be following his journey and hermes knows odysseus defeats most of his foes but his wit and he knows circe wont fall for simple words

-Odysseus saying thank you and Hermes is like I just want free entertainment :)

Done For

-more strings <<<333

-Odysseus knows damn well she has his man but he still is trying with his words, cutie

-Love how Circe just wants to protect her nymphs

-Circe's high notes 😍

-I think my favorite part of this song is the part when Odysseus is talking how Circe can't spell him and then their banter

-"then i must be a god like you cause i got this root from the ground with my bare hands" 💀 bro is fully lying

-"Hermes gave it to you, didn't he? well yes but regardless" LMAOOO

-Their little duet ♥

There are other ways

-The opener for this song is wonderful

-Odysseus lamenting about his mistakes is beautiful just *mwah*

-Their voices blend so well together!!!

-I live for Jay using the "Just a man" motif/melody for Odysseus and it calls back to one of his darkest moments

-THE PENOLOPE STRINGS!!!!!!!

-Also apparently Jay messed up with the 12 long years part meaning to say 10 but i think that i shows how Odysseus is kinda losing it

-I love how he rhymes Circe with mercy and calls him and his crew puppets

-i love how circe gave in and decided to help them. ngl im just imagining odysseus give circe big puppy eyes

-"problem is this prophet is dead" the low note!!

-loved how circe is still trying to help him

-it made me so happy how circe changed her chorus to be nicer(?)/more helpful

Honestly in the underworld saga, i want to hear the "open arms" motif and if we do, you can find me on the floor bawling my eyes out

Stay weird, lovies <3

#epic the musical #the circe saga #odysseus #jay rivera herrans #greek mythology #theatre

[burning-academia-if]

Starry night with Zoe, if that's something that tickles your fancy lol?Maybe during the crushing stage so they're all embarrassed and shy if that isn't too much trouble <333

Zoe + Starry Night

Zoe loved the library in all instances, except when it was finals week. The still quiet gave way to a frantic energy that thrummed throughout the library, and weaved itself into their veins. They were not worried about finals, until they saw everyone else worried about it.

            Their eyelids were leaded weights by the end of the evening and the closing announcement message rang overhead. They just needed to get through two more days and then all their tests would be done and they’d be free. Sluggish, they gathered their things and shoved them into their messenger bag, only dimly aware of the vibration of their phone.

            ‘here!’

            It took their brain, addled by the three hour marathon of homework and studies, to remember you’d offered to meet up with them after they were done. It was a shot of adrenaline. Their fingers fumbled over the screen as they texted back.

            ‘one sec’

            At first, they’d lied to themself that they’d started to feel butterflies whenever they were near you. After all, they couldn’t recall the last time they had a crush, and admitting they had a crush in their early twenties felt endlessly embarrassing. But as the feeling persisted, they’d finally given in. They liked being around you, and wanted to be. A feat few else had ever managed.

            As they walked out the front doors, breath fogging the air, they caught sight of you immediately. You had two foam cups in your hand, one you were sipping from and the other wafting steam faintly.

            Your eyes met, and you reached out your hand with the other cup, “How has studying been?”

            “I’m exhausted.” They took the cup and had a sip without thinking. They’d expected coffee, but instead was met with the soothing taste of lavender chamomile tea. “Thank you, but also, are you trying to put me to sleep?”

            A shrug, “Is that a bad thing? You’ve been a slave to studying these days.”

            “You…haven’t been?”

            “At this point? It is what it is.” The nonchalance you held was something they wished they had. Every time they thought ‘fuck it, I’m done’ they’d proceed to go at it for at least another hour. You inclined your head. “Let’s head back, it’s chilly.”

            The two of you fell into step next to each other, breath puffing the air. Despite the cold, the night was clear. Winter always had the brightest nights, although Zoe had never paid attention most years. Now, their eyes skipped over them as they fumbled through small talk.

            “So, how are your finals?”

            “I’ve been surviving. How many do you have left to do?”

            “Two.”

            They scrambled for more words, but each time ran into a wall. They always wondered what people talked about, but you had always been comfortable even with their silence. It erased any pressure between the two of you. Usually. Before Zoe’s heart had grown big enough to carry you in it.

            They wanted to know you, to find the words to ask you thing, to grow closer still. They wished for a tongue that wasn’t so clumsy and a voice that wasn’t so flat, and the kind of confidence to just speak anything at all and—

            You suddenly tugged on their jacket, and their eyes went wide at the sudden touch, “Look! A shooting star!”

            And Zoe looked up again, and saw a streak of light flash, as though the universe had heard them and took pity of them. They took a breath, as though to steady themself, and let the shock of your sudden touch leave them.

            They could do this. Probably. Maybe. And if not, at least they could wish for it.

            “…Did you make a wish?” They said after a moment, keeping their eyes on the sky.

            “Did you?” At their hesitation, a smile curved your lips. “What’d you wish for?”

            “I—That’s—if you tell it won’t come try remember?” They glanced away, and you laughed under your breath. Your grip loosened, grazing down their arm before pulling away. For a second, they imagined pulling your hand back and having it in theirs. And then they swatted the thought away like an annoying pest.

            And then, well. They were so distracted by everything they tripped over a raised piece of sidewalk. By some miracle, as though the universe was taking extra pity on Zoe, they didn’t spill their drink everywhere. By another miracle, you’re arm had still been close and you’d managed to grab them to keep them on their feet easily.

            Their entire body was on fire, and they swore the stars twinkled like they were laughing. Zoe’s eyes darted everywhere expect your face as you asked, “You ok?”

            “Yeah, it’s…it’s fine. Sorry. I’m…tired.”

            “You mentioned.” There was humor in your voice, and they offered a hand. “Here, to make sure you won’t fall again.”

            It was an immediate war. Hadn’t they just wished they’d had a reason to take your hand? But wouldn’t it be strange to do that? If you were offering, it was probably ok, right? Their thoughts must have been playing across their face because your eyebrows rose, and you merely took their hand.

            They were truly speechless now, as you continued walking with them the rest of the way to the dorms, sipping at your drink. Every part of you was casual, and you didn’t pay any mind to their deer eyed stare or sudden silence. At some point, they relaxed into your grip, although they never stopped feeling their heartbeat. At some point, they managed to enjoy the night walk home under the blanket of stars.

#em answers #ch: zoe #christmas special #unedited #I feel like I haven't written about zoe in a million years #them being an idiot in love will never not being funny to me-

[danses-with-dogmeat]

Get to know me tag!

Thank you so much @some27-url for tagging me!! Much love <333

Relationship Status: Single and ready to finally have some free time to sleep and rest and write and then worry about my relationship status after lol

Favorite color: Usually some shade of blue, but it tends to change pretty often! Right now it's sea green :)

Song stuck in your head: The one about shocking like an electric eel... it was on the radio when I was driving today and now it's here to stay 😑 (Electric Feel by MGMT)

Favorite food: Good lord... so many choices... At this very moment it's Kirkland brand vanilla ice cream. If you haven't tried it, do yourself a favor, cuz it's a damn-near perfect ice cream.

Last song played: Guns for Hire -- Woodkid. I've pretty much been listening to the Arcane soundtrack nonstop since I watched the show a month ago😅(another one of those things I'll recommend up and down, that show is also close to perfection and it's been taking over my life recently....)

Dream trip: Like @some27-url I also have "everywhere" on my travel list to satiate this ever-present wanderlust, but right now the big one for me is Switzerland, since I had a trip planned and paid for before Covid, but never got to go due to the pandemic, so thoughts of going there finally are always circling around in the back of my head.

Last thing you googled: The name of that electric eel song The hours that a coffee shop near me serves lunch, if that counts lol. If not, then it was probably a synonym of something, since that makes up a solid 96% of my google search history.

Thanks for tagging me in this!! It was super fun 😁 I'm gonna go ahead and tag @satans-left-asscheeky, @maccreadysbaby and @amazinglyegg if y'all want to do it/ haven't yet done it yourself! (And if you don't wanna, no pressure at all! 😊)

#thanks for the tag! #personal junk #ask game #get to know me #thanks for the ask! #<3<3

[otrtbs]

Nat. babes. bestie. that chapter. my lord. I felt so many emotions. so, here are my thoughts and feelings that I thought you’d like:

- them all have a mini sleepover? I love. also, Reg reminded me of my mother when I couldn’t sleep the night before a school excursion

- I know what you did with peter saying there was someone else in Barry’s room. you think you’re sneaky

- also, I love how Barty and Evan are actual sociopaths but every time I see their name, I smile

- what did Marlene do that Reg had to say her name???

- tell me why I thought that they would be going at night but during opening hours??? I really thought the public would see what they were doing. but this makes more sense

- babes going to the toilet??? hold your fucking bladder

- Barty was probably bored though and wanted the excuse to fuck somebody up (love you baby <3 )

- I really thought they’d get away undetected

- my heart was pounding and my anxiety was through the roof

- Pandora calling James out???? talking about effie???? I was pacing and I even had to put it down to breathe

- JAMES BLEEDING???? my stomach sank and I thought he was shot

- Reg has no time to be told he’s loved during scary times. love him though

- I will pay $10393874920201019394848101 for the next chapter like right now (that’s also how much everyone is getting paid)

AHH!! Hi!!

-it was a little mini sleepover which I love!! i would literally always hate sleeping alone the night before something big that made me nervous and I would always go into my sisters room at night so I wasn’t alone hahah. There’s something comforting about being around other people and this felt very reminiscent of that 😋

-Peter like,,, pretty sure there’s like two people in bartys room rn and regulus like ,,, moving swiftly on,,, lmaoooo

-What did Marlene do?? CHAPTER 29 will have these answers!! This I can promise !!

-Listen,,,pandora calling James out made ME ILL like sndkdkskala poor James :,(( and the way he just SHUTS DOWN

-James bleeding is bc he was shot-ish just grazed a little bit, according to Sirius. Nothing too concerning, according to Sirius

-Also yeah, regulus telling James to shut tf up bc he knows that James is trying imply something and he’s having NONE OF IT!!!

-Literally I have the next chapter in my brain too like it’s all up in here, I just have to get it down and written out which is so eughhhhh!! Yk?? Hahaha

Thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings about the chapter ahhhh !!!!! :,)))) <333 It’s made my day!!!

#art heist baby! #asks #chapter 28 #spoilers

[thebangtancloud]

just wanted to let you know that in your masterlist, next to jins oneshot “I paid for your sleep.” it still says (Coming in a few hours!) !!

anonnnn tysm for telling me <333 I'll get it removed right away!

[moonjxsung]

HAI STAR! I had another 8+ hour day on campus today 🙃 (omggg lunch with Star??? I'm so luckyyy 🤩) My chem midterm went okay I think! All the studying for the past two weeks paid off ^-^ Now I just have to get through my 4+ assignments due within the next week... yayaya the sun is so nice - esp so I dont go home in the dark T^T. Except I spoke too soon about the rain... it is BACK and won't be going away for the forseeable future... back to a high temperature of 10C plus wind :') YAAAAAAAAAAAAA omg glgl getting tickets fr I'm SO excited for you!!! I hope you're taking care of yourself and getting enough sleep <333 🌱

YES WE R EATING LUNCH TOGETHER!!!!!! I’m so glad your chem midterm went well ahhhh just 4 assignments to go!!!! YOU GOT THIS POOKIE GO GET EMMMM 🫶🫶🫶���🫶🫶🫶

It’s so sunny here I wish we had at least a little bit of rain again I miss it sm 💔💔 I am virtually exchanging some of our sunshine for rain pls indulge my city in some cold weather for once ☹️

ALSO UPDATE I GOT TICKETSSSSSS YAYAYAYYA MY 3RD TIME SEEING SKZ LIVE we all cheered 🫶🫶💖💓🩷💕💘💞 I LOVE U ANGEL HAVE A GOOD WEEK

#🌱 anon #ask

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