#i got.... many messages and i am truly sorry but i will be replying to exactly zero of them 💖

[reticent-writer]

idea: uzui wife! reader, during the entertainment arc, is busy being disguised as a courtesan @ daki's home. she's mindin' her own business and suddenly, she gets called in for a customer. She gets a bad feeling about them, (It koku or Muzan (-whichever you wanna do more-) in disguise) but since she doesn't wanna blow her cover, she obliges. this demon is impressed by their skills (Koto, flute, singing & dancing etc) and kidnaps reader

So so so sorry for the late request

I choose muzan

demon slayer masterlist

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You sat in your room in the red light district. You had been here for a long time, longer than your wives, and with that extra time, you made a name for yourself as an Oiran.

Two gentle knocks broke you from concentration as you applied makeup.

"Lady Y/n you have a man requested you. Only you."

"Thank you for informing me." You replied as you put on your traditional multi-layered kimono. You tied your hair and put on kanzashi. Looking into the mirror at you table you sighed.

"I hope this mission ends soon." You muttered as you went to see your client.

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He was seated in the corner of the room. In a suit with a white hat covering his eyes. His demeanor was cold and calculating, You could tell he wasn't ordinary and as you got closer the notion was he wasn't human was more apparent.

"The gentleman asked for my presence. Were none of my girls to the gentleman's liking." You smiled gently but were secretly wanting to get away from this demon.

"Your girls are beautiful but I came to see you. Your beauty entices me."

"The Gentleman has caught my eye, pray tell what do you wish from me."

"Everything." He raises his head to meet your eyes. Your heart skipped a beat to be met with striking red eyes. For a moment you saw him for the demon that he was.

You stood up and lead the man to your room.

"May I know the gentleman name?"

There was a moment before he responded.

"Kibutsuji."

'Muzan kibutsuji?'

You were lucky you were facing away from him or else he would've seen your panicked face. You quickly composed yourself.

"Well Mr. Kibutsuji please make yourself comfortable." You had made it to your room.

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You had indeed done everything for him.

Teashows

Games

Recited poetry

played many instruments

danced

Kibutsuji only smiled and asked for more.

"Your skills are undoubtedly impressive, lady Y/n. You have done everything I asked without breaking a sweat and even had a smile on your face. You are truly amazing."

You chuckled and sat in front of him, "Compliments are not necessary, Mr. Kibutsuji. I am here to serve your needs."

"It's a shame that you're not a real Oiran." He said while grabbing your face rather harshly. Forcing you to look into his eyes.

"What do you mean sir-"

"I've been listening to your heartbeat this whole time. From the moment I said my name your heartbeats have been irregular. You're scared of me, you know me."

"Kibutsuji..." You hissed his name and tried to get out of his grasp.

"You lucky I like you." He said before he knocked you out.

He brought you back to the Infinity Castle.

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Later that week the news of the missing Oiran, Y/n was all over the red-light district. Once the news reached Tengen (along with the lack of messages from Suma, Hina, and Makio) He decided it was time to step in.

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#female reader #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #tengen x wives x reader #tengen x reader #reticent writes #reticent writer #muzan x reader

[fizzy-fuzz]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open? I apologize if this request is a bit too uncomfortable for you.

I would like to request some preferably headcanons of SCP-073 and SCP-076-2 when they find out they have feelings for a (preferably male please, there's too many females out there already ;-;, no offense for the women out there) Researcher? Like how do they deal with it, how long it takes for them to confess, etc?

I am desperate for some SCP-073 x Male!Reader, and SCP-076-2 x Male!Reader cause there's too many Female/Gender-Neutral (but still has female traits for some reason) reader ;-;

AN: Hello! Sorry this took awhile... I honestly kept rewriting this because I wasn't sure how to make this feel like it was written for a man, and not just something vague for everyone.

I added a few headcanons for how they'd treat a male lover over a female, So i hope this is okay for you.

if not I'd love to hear some tips on how to make it better, if you're willing to give feedback <3 (just message me, or send in another ask. I can't reply to comments since this isn't my main account)

SCP-073 (Cain)

⁠You both probably ment pretty casually. Maybe during lunch or just passing by in the hallways.

Cain didn't think much of you at first honestly.

Until he was passing by your office and heard you arguing with another researcher about the ethics of using him as an live information vault.

He stopped for a moment and lingered outside of your office, listening to you rant about how it wasn't fair to him.

He was honestly shocked, in a good way.

Cain was used to people being... Decent to him, sure.

But to have someone so passionately argue his happiness?

Unheard of.

Cain is quick to fall for you after that, and boy does he fall hard.

he deals with these new feelings by following his heart blindly.

Often hanging around you and lending hands wherever he can.

When he works up the courage his confession is sickly sweet, filled with stutters and nervous chuckles.

I also feel like he's the type of guy to write a confession poem.

He's just whipped like that.

If you accept, (which honestly, who would reject him?) He'll be overjoyed!

Man or not, Cain takes the lead in the relationship for the most part.

Throwing an arm around your shoulders, holding doors for you, giving you flowers (plastic, of course)

though, I do think he treats a male lover slightly different then a female.

He's slightly less watchful over you, less protective in general.

It's not that he cares less, just that he's less worried about you.

Also, for some reason I feel like he'd play wrestle with a male lover a lot.

Expect to be put in a gentle/playful headlock.

At the end of the day, Cain is still the sweet golden retriever boy he is.

That definitely doesn't change at all.

SCP-076-2 (Able)

He ment you during one of his rampages, when you got separated from the task force that was escorting you to safety.

Left alone with nothing but a small pistol to defend yourself with.

He quickly gained a large portion of respect for you when you held your ground against him despite being just a researcher.

Not once did you look cowardly or frightened, clutching your guns with a rather good poster and stance, despite your minimal combat training.

Truly a respectable sight to behold.

And Able knows a warrior when he sees one.

In fact, you were so ferocious that he paused his pursuit for just a moment to study you.

A moment long enough for you to shove your gun to his chin and blow his brains out.

I would say that's when the first few sparks flew for him.

After that, every other rampage was spent looking for you, and ending with you putting a bullet through his head.

I don't think he's all that in tune with his feelings, so he definitely doesn't get that what he's feeling is attraction, and not just respect/interest

He's got a thick skull, it takes him awhile...

But when he does realize. he's confused, and a little unsure of himself.

He's really never felt this way about a man before.

He's never felt this way about anyone before.

He's felt pretty much nothing but anger and desire for vengeance for such a long time, that this new feeling is as overwhelming as it is relieving.

I imagine he holes himself up within SCP-076-1 for a few days he learns to deal with these new feelings.

Of course you're the one sent in to confront him about his sudden strange behavior.

Since he's somewhat more docile around you.

This is when he takes his opportunity to confess to you.

Don't expect anything heartfelt or romantic, it's more of a spur-of-the-moment decision then anything.

And don't expect any hints beforehand.

He doesn't get a whole lot of privacy, so he thought it'd be a good spot to do so.

You'd probably be pretty confused i'd imagine, considering you thought he had some sort of bloodlust for you.

Turns out it was a different kind of lust

but we're gonna assume you don't reject his sudden confession, and choose to start a relationship with him.

Contrary to Cain, you're going to have to take the lead with this relationship.

I just can't imagine him being a very confident lover.

Confident in battle yes, but in the art of love? Nah, it's just not happening.

I don't think he'd treat a male lover any differently than a female lover.

I just don't think he's aware of typical relationship "gender norms" like that.

He's just as likely to follow you around frothing at the mouth whenever someone gets to close for his liking as he is a woman.

He's very jealous...

But overall, his dreams for you and him stay the same regardless of gender.

To live somewhere remote where it's just you, him, and his herd of sheep.

#scp x reader #scp 073 x reader #scp 076 x reader #scp 076 #scp 073 #Scp x you #male reader #Scp-073 x reader #Scp-076 x reader

[baurbiediv]

Jack and reader separating for a little bit bc of his immaturity but get back together after like 6 months

black!reader

content warning: use of the n word, i warned you!

“i don’t think you understand how crazy you’re treating me right now. seriously, you got me out here looking like i’m some stupid girl. you’re telling me you’re out at the studio and you’re out clubbing with some trick and you want me to take you seriously?” you complained, poorly attempting to readjust your black silk nightgown. everything you were telling him went through one ear and out the other, the only thing he could truly focus on was the way you were yelling at him.

of course you took notice of this and you rolled your eyes, you snapped your manicured nails in front of his face, “are you even listening to anything i’m telling you right now?” you pressed him, although you already knew the answer to that. “look y/n, i’m sorry-“, were the only words to come from his mouth before you abruptly slammed the door in his face and locking the door.

“i don’t have time for this.”

the sound of your obnoxious text notifications had gone off continuously which caused your eyes to quickly open and locate where the phone was. you looked down at the floor below you to see your phone face down, picking it up you see none other than the last person that you wanted to message you:

jackman 🔐🩵

‘come on y/n answer the phone’

‘you playing right now’

‘can you please talk to me?’

‘i know i fucked up, but please?’

you let out a dramatic groan as you shut your phone off and laying back down. the phone went off yet again, this time you wanted to scream, once more you flipped over the phone to see who could’ve possibly been calling you, a sigh escaped your lips as you saw your best friends contact, semira, on the screen. you pressed the green accept button as her face popped up into the screen. “i am so glad to see your face.” you told her as you watched her eyebrow raised, “something’s off, what happened?” her voice stern as she examined you through the camera. you’d explained to her about what happened the previous night, to which she replied “niggas ain’t shit.”

you sighed, “but mira-“

she stopped you there before you could get another word out, “no y/n, this isn’t the first time this has happened and it won’t be the last, i keep telling you stop going back to his goofy ass but you don’t listen to me though. right?”

to be fair, she really was right. it wasn’t the first and it wasn’t the last either. the first time he bought you a birkin bag you’d had your eyes on and the second time he bought you a chanel necklace to make up for it. sure you liked the gifts but you were tired of the same old same old.

“i know but this time i really am serious.”

you tried to cut off contact with him, you really did but it was really working for you and semira had been really proud of you. until she wasn’t. you found yourself easily convinced that he was adjusting to his lifestyle and he wanted you right beside him. and so here you were laid up under him at the all white july 4th celebration.

“you know i love you right?” jack said, his arm resting lazily on your hip as the both you sat down on one of the many couches. his lips pressing wet kisses into your neck, your back turned to him as laid up against him. your eyes closed as you muttered a small “mhmm..”

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow concepts #jackharlow #jack harlow imagines #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow x black reader #black!reader

[inklore]

— CELEBRATING TWO YEARS OF LOVE.

let's pretend that i posted this on the real anniversary date (july 18th) and not a few weeks late ok. but i'm still shell shocked i honestly stayed around on here for this long, seeing as how i've been on this hellsite for over ten years maybe even longer, have left many blogs and sideblogs behind, but have stayed put on here for longer than it feels. even through all the craziness and friends gained and lost. i have not grown sick of this place and i know it's all because of my mutuals (and followers) aka the most beautiful, hilarious, talented souls anyone could ask to have on their side.

whether we are friends or have never spoken i love you, i adore you. thank you for making my time spent on here worth it even when times get tough and this little hobby of ours seems more like a stressful nine to five.

@deathmotif, @authurials, @theauthorvt, +annie — hey remember when we all met on wp and i started that silly little michael langdon gc on kik and it was a dozen of us in there but then it soon dwindled down to us five and kik was on the verge of imploding and we all moved over to snap and now we literally all talk every day, if not every other??! my day isn't complete without seeing one of you sending an unhinged video in the gc. IT'S BEEN SIX YEARS with you guys in my life and you know me better than anyone. i can tell you my darkest secrets, traumas, thoughts, and there's no judgment. it's literally the most healthy friend group ever. i'm forcing ya'll to dress up as barbie's for my bachelorette party, like you're stuck with me. barbie is serious. just as serious as my love is for each and every one of you. when i think about my life and future you guys are always in it. idk if we should thank cody fern or the antichrist or both. but whoever brought us together in this life i hope they do it in the next because life without y'all would suck.

@psychedelic-ink — you should already know how much i love you, but let me remind you, let me go on for ever and tell you how special you are to me ok. when i was balling my eyes out on the phone/discord you were there to listen to me be a blubbering mess, you were there to talk me down, to listen, to validate my feelings. when i need someone to be motivating and get shit done with me you're there. when i need to rant about something horny you're there to encourage the unhinged. our discord sleepovers are my favorite thing in the world. i'm still shocked when i think back to our casual messages on here turning into a friendship so close and tight that my man spent over $100 to send you a magazine (without question) because he knows how much you mean to me. you have my heart always!

@pedrito-friskito — i have the most vivid memory of me and sil talking about you on discord and how great you were and i was like um?? i wanna be friends with kay! so after we got off of the phone i messaged you and then before i knew it me, you, and sil were in a gc together and the rest is history. i love that you and i like to disappear without a word sometimes but always come back like lol sorry but here's this love and support and encouragement and let me just life update you but also make you horny with this thought, and sil just puts up with us and i love it. ily. i'm forever forcing you to write and publish every story you write because you're going to put sjm to shame with the beauty your brain comes up with.

@tom-whore-dleston — i know i'm the worst at replying but you never make me feel bad for it. you're like 'oh yeah her adhd brain will get back to this text in 2 to 3 business weeks it's ok', and i love you for it. but no seriously ily so much. you're the first person i think of when all i can think about is dick because i know you're thinking the same thing. i know you'll understand. every time i see you post on social media i'm like wtf?? why am i halfway across the states and not with the loml right now?? it's truly unfair because i know if we were together we'd be the most chaotic, loud, sluttiest duo ever. your talent always amazes me, your beauty makes me jealous. both of our partners better watch out because i'ma run away with you one day i swear!

@chaseadrian — the fact that we grew close in a fandom that i despise now and is more toxic than not and a beautiful friendship came out of it?? iconic. every time i think about you all i can think is 'they just seems like they have everything all together, their ideas, their graphics, their mind, the way they speak is like talking to that really cool english teacher' like lmao i cannot explain how much i want your vibe. i adore your vibe. i ADORE YOU.

@greenorangevioletgrass — as one of my first friends on this little blog of mine i feel like i need to do more than put into words how much i adore you, how grateful i am to call you a friend, to be a part of your presence on here. hearing your ideas, your living breathing fic-like life is serotonin to me. like please share in the sexy wealth bestie!

@sapphireplums — when i see you in my inbox i literally get this overjoyed feeling inside me like charity thought about me today?? took time out of her day to send me something?? i'm blessed. i hope you and your beautiful mind are thriving bestie because you're literally one of the nicest, softest, people i've met on here and i'm in your corner if you ever need me. to show you love and support. to continue to convince you that your themes will always be more superior than mine!!

@rae-gar-targaryen — if success and talent and beautiful prose (and face) was an olympic sport you would have won by now. you HAVE won. we may not talk as much as we used to but just know that i always am thinking about how you are, waiting patiently for you to bless us with more of your fics (even if it's a crumb i'm like a little mouse savoring it because hello?? emily henry who? she got nothing on you). as my lawyer i love knowing if i needed you you'd be there with a simple text, as my bestie, as someone i look up to, as someone who radiates elegance and something else i can't even put into words because that's literally how you leave me, speechless: never change and know i'm always here for you.

@allaboardthereadingrailroad, @littledemondani, @wroteclassicaly — the three of you were those 'big' accounts that always intimated me. i stood in the background reading your stuff and being like ok they're going to put me out of business and then being absolutely shook when you followed me, i felt like i made it. like this was what being on here was all about having the accounts you find the most talented and amazing, and who have wrote some of your fav fics, follow you. and we may not talk a lot but i cherish you guys so so very much. like even before i made this account, on my old accounts, i've always been your #1 fans!!

@kittyofalltrades, @namorwife, @yoditopascal — i may have all but died out and disappeared from the discord server, and we may not talk anymore, but some of my best memories are with you guys. the unhinged, the thirst, the games, the rantings, i've never been more entertained and chaotic and rowdy than i was with ya'll and i love it. i miss it. ya'll are still my favorite people, my loves, my besties. one day i will be horny over the same characters as ya'll again and you'll be annoyed with my thirst again.

@eupheme, @tripleyeeet, @wint3r-h3art, @ohcaptains, @celestianstars, @flordeamatista — if there were ever a group of beautiful people i constantly compare myself to because the way they write, the way their themes look, the way their fic layouts / set ups look, their graphics, their vibes, their talent, their so many damn things: it would be ya'll. like i'm constantly like how do i get on their level? like i know there's not levels on here and everyone is so uniquely special and amazing at what they write and do and make, but i'm always in the trenches of devoting and heart eyes over EVERYTHING ya'll post. ya'll are the cool art kids i want to hangout with but instead i'm screaming in cheer in the silent museum where your creations should be showcased.

@mothdruid, @moonlight-prose, @moondirti, @angrythingstarlight, @amywritesthings, @oncasette, @withahappyrefrain, @navybrat817, @bakerstreethound, @villenelle, @refined-by-fire, @ladylannisterxo, @emerald-chaos, @mxgyver, @foli-vora, @jettia, @moreofem, @bits-and-babs, @woodlandmouth, @fluffyprettykitty, @cocoamoonmalfoy, @galatially, @ladylannisterxo, @saintlike78, @buckys-estrella, @ghostlyfleur, @arctvrvs — through the two years of me being on here i have had the pleasure, the joy, of talking to each of you. whether that be screaming in asks, inboxs, discords, pms, where we were hyping each other up, sharing ideas, support, check ups, screaming over each others fics, whatever it may be. there has been love and support and every time i see ya'll in my notfis, reading my stuff, your thirst posts or rant posts or your rbs, i'm always grateful to see it. for it. to be a part of it. but most importantly i'm like: hello why are we not closer?? why do i not bombard them with my love?? annoy them with it so much so that they have no choice but to be my bestie and feel all the doormat love and support that i'm constantly feeling when i see their little icons and usernames. so this is me both saying i adore you, ily, we may not talk as much as i wished but i'm here supporting and loving everything you do and beware that i will annoy you with my love when you least expect it and soon you'll be wishing for me to get out of your pms. you have a friend in me, a supporter, a hyper, seriously i got lucky with y'all being my mutuals <3.

there's so many other babes that i'm missing but tumblr has a tag limit so i couldn't get everyone on this list but just know ily ily literally every single one of my mutuals is a gift from god to me. you put up with my posts and insanity, i have no choice but to give ya'll my whole ass heart!!!!

#two year celebration #forever hating tumblr for not letting me add all 227 of you ilysm

[13tinysocks]

hey dude! What's up :)) been just a little since l've said something

Initially, this is me saying thank you and goodbye

This isn't supposed to be a weird pity story, so l'm so unbelievably sorry if it comes off that way, lol.

When I began reading your work, I was enamoured with fiction because of personal issues (as many usually are, honestly, I know I'm one of god knows how many people trying to run away from life for just a second with fanfics or media in general). I don't know if I will ever be able to communicate this properly, hell, this will even be unbelievable funny or dramatic but I need to get this across because it's coming from a genuine place. Your stories and work thus far has brought me comfort, immense heaps of it, and even still when I deal with things that feel out of reach or too much to actually face head on I find myself wandering back to syg or just your blog in general

I mean this, from my entire heart, thank you and thank Bee. A million times thank you, for making that one silly silly stupid piece of fanfiction, because oh my god it got me through some major stressful hardships within my life for the past 3 years.

I am leaving tumblr, however I’m aware I have submitted asks with my actual accounts before, so you'll likely be able to see they're still gonna be up. I'm just deleting tumblr the app instead of my account, but for other social platforms they will be deleted properly (such as quotev) so I won’t be indulging in much reading anymore when it comes to fanfics and such lol

I don't know if I'll come back, if I do I likely will not be back for long or to be as active as l've been because of the toll social media’s taken. So even as ridiculous as this feels, to tell someone I’m simply a fan of and barely truly know, that their fanfic of murderers and their love story with my self insert kept me pushing through a lot of tough days, I genuinely just had to.

I needed to thank both you and your partner for the work you've both put out. I still have that smiley pin I’d made, and I will cherish what you made quotev have been for me ( I literally found out about the website during early or late 2020 I can barely remember, then later found your fic, I was DEEP DIVING into that shit LMAO )

I hope whatever happens for you and bee in the future is only good, and I only will wish nothing but the best of luck with everything man.

feel free to post this (idk what it’s called but when you publicly reply lol) or not, as long as you read this it’ll mean lots to me !! >:))

your coolest weirdest ticci toby fan whose also named toby, 🐚 annon

I always struggle to convey gratefulness for messages like this and readership- especially repeated readership. My life would be different if it were not for comments and messages egging us on to keep writing from syg to ho1c. While it's easy to say that writing is solely out of passion for the craft there is also the drive to share something with others. Hearing those others loud or quiet as a favorite- does push us forward when we have no motivation or desire to work. That drive has made us closer as a couple, better thinkers, and a halfway decent writing team. I thank you and all the others who send us stuff even if it's shit post asks I never answer because I like having them in my inbox like a personal horde of platonic Valentine's. I like keeping the pieces you give me to myself sometimes. I know it may seem like I'm ignoring you but I find genuine comfort in these messages. That there are so many. That they are so varied. That we have reached beyond our shut-in existence to touch the lives of others.

I find myself wondering where an anon has gone when I do not hear from them in awhile. I wish them well. I wish them better standards than us.

Maybe we'll meet again someday space cowboy. If you're ever back in town feel free to shoot me (a message).

Thank you for reaching out. Thank you for reading. I wish you peace and love and good books.

#though i may be inactive as of lates my thoughts have not been #abby and i talk about you #abby and i talk about a lot of you #we are happy to be present day comforts or 2020 nostalgia #🐚 #anon #reply #long post

[ronsenthal]

Hello everybody!!!

I would like to wish a Happy New Year for you and your loved ones, hope you had fun and quality time last night, pretty sure I'll be completely wasted for a couple of days!!!

I want to thank you all again for making me feel so loved, appreciated and welcomed in here, specially the BoB fandom!!! Every kind comment and interaction nurtured me into keep going forward.

It was my first time writing fanfics and showing it to other people, I still have so much to learn and to improve and I promise I'll work hard for it. I already have some WIPs and I can't wait to show you!!!

It's been a long time ago in a galaxy far far away since I've been part of a fandom and certainly the first time in many years that I'm truly proud of my edits because finally I am able to enjoy the process once again, challenge myself and get better, all thanks to the incredible support you guys gave me since day n. 1 here, for that I'm extremely and forever grateful 💙

And now *Ron's voice* school circle!!! I have some announcements:

- I prepared some edits that I'm going to post in the next couple of days, because apparently now I am a creative machine!!!

- I'll try to reply all the messages and mentions I got as soon as can, be patient

- I finally finished Fierce Valor but I don't want to spam the tags so it's also all saved on my drafts waiting for the lights out to away it go (sorry for the F1 lame joke)

- In a rush of sugar high induced by ridiculous amounts of good desserts (thanks to my family) and maybe 2 energy drinks I had to endure the madness of the Australian time zone (thanks to my love for tennis and Andy Murray) I've organized and updated the about me page and also now I have this totally cool new directory for my works, all for the desktop version of my blog!! But if you only use the mobile app don't worry, you can still use my masterlist ✨

- Last but not least remember to drink your water, eat some fruits and vegetables, wash your hands, use sunscreen, water your plants for Christ' sake and give some love to your pets!

Happy New Year, love you all!!!

#mw*

[fiyasgideon]

you specifically timing your drama to when that artist opening up a patreon cause they lost their rl job says a lot more about you than them

I'm sorry anon, should I have waited until she announced that she had a job again before saying something? How much longer would that have taken, and for that matter, would she even have announced that she got a job again? And in that time, how many people do you think would reach out to her and offer to give her more money in exchange for some art, and then never receive that art?

In case it has escaped your notice, I gave her two more chances and over a whole week after I found out about her patreon opening before I made that post. At any point in that time she could have reached out to me and we could have worked to come to some solution without making it a public affair.

It's truly baffling to me that there are some of you who come at me, either defending her because she has been going through a rough time, or get upset at me for making that post because it might affect the money she gets from the fandom.

What about me? What about the literal tears I've cried over this matter, wondering what I did or said that was so horrible that she had to cut me off without even an explanation? And you can't say she didn't know about what I was going through emotionally while she was doing this, because, as my first post shows, there has been times where in my break downs I had sent her messages literally begging for any sort of explanation or reply because of how much it was upsetting me.

Do my feelings not matter because she is also going through a rough time? For that matter, should we excuse theft just because the person who stole from you is "having a hard time right now."

Tell me anon, how long should I have kept waiting before I am allowed to tell people of my experience? I've already waited 8 months since she started ignoring me. How much longer? When would have been a better time?

#fiyas speaks

[manawari]

Roommates!Jinhae

"I feel so horrible. . . " Hae-in groaned as she plopped her head against the table.

Yoon-ho and Jong-in shared a look at each other. The latter cleared his throat and spoke. "What is it this time?"

"That. Bastard. Lee. Minsung." Hae-in bumped her fist against the wood to emphasize each word.

"Oh. Figures." Jong-in shrugged and sipped on his drink.

Yoon-ho shot him a disapproving glare and looked at his poor friend. "What happened? Did he arrive late on your date together?"

"Late? Pfft—" Hae-in scoffed and lifted her head. Her eyebrows furrowed in indignation as though she was about to commit a crime. "Worse than that! Do you know what else he said to me instead of apologizing? He wanted to see someone else!" She exclaimed. Her two friends had to look around to see if anyone had been affected by the outburst. Hae-in sighed and combed her fingers through her hair. "I feel like the biggest idiot for agreeing to go out with him— and for the love of God, can't he have some respect? I wasted one hour waiting for his ugly ass to come!"

"Told ya he's a lunatic." Jong-in huffed as he brought the sushi to his mouth.

"At least you know what kind of person he truly is, Hae-in. You're way too good to settle for someone like that." Yoon-ho comforted her. "Just focus on your career as an athlete!"

Hae-in sighed. Deep inside, she was lucky that she always had friends to reach out on without feeling shy. She had her fair share of luck and misery in her life, and sometimes, she felt the misery part weighted bigger than the other.

Then, her phone vibrated against her thigh, so she took it out and looked into her notifications. . . Only then to sprung from her seat. Eyes wide at the message sent by her roommate, Lee Ju-hee.

[ L. Ju-hee: hey! I just left the apartment and I so SO sorry for the late notice, Hae-in. It was urgent and I didn't have time to wait for you to come home— I had to see my grandmother in Busan and will be spending two days there. And as you know, I will be moving in with Byung-gyu as well since his place is closer to the hospital we are both going to work at. Again, I am incredibly sorry for leaving with telling you, Hae-in:( ]

Even with a racing heart, Hae-in managed to type her reply.

[ C. Hae-in: it's okay, Ju-hee! There's nothing to apologize about since you had a family emergency. I'll be fine:) ]

[ L. Ju-hee: oh, really? You better not be overthinking with the expenses while I'm gone! Luckily, Byung-gyu already called someone who is also looking for a place to live. I'm sure you both will get along fine:D ]

[ C. Hae-in: stop treating me like I don't know how to live independently. . . ]

She shut her phone with a sigh.

Ju-hee had been her roommate for a year, and during those twelve months created many memories Hae-in dearly cherished. She was the first female close friend she ever had. Although Hae-in knew Ju-hee would soon move out once she got accepted into the hospital she had been dreaming about, she didn't expect this to happen so fast.

Fate didn't even give her some time to recover from that awful break-up.

She wondered who was her new roommate going to be. . .

Hae-in hoped it would be a decent person, not the type who would be giving her headaches. She dealt enough with those people and she did not need to live with a random person under the same roof.

Once she returned to her apartment and headed to her door, Hae-in inserted her keys into the keyhole and twisted the doorknob open. The first thing she noticed when she had made her way inside was a couple pair of shoes in the small shelf, which she formerly shared with Ju-hee, and it didn't take her long enough to realize who they belonged.

She didn't anticipate that she would be meeting her new roommate sooner either.

Hae-in walked into the living room and found some bags tucked next to the couch. And a person was standing in front of the window with his back facing her. He wore a pair of jeans and a shirt that had a hood.

Wait. . . She was going to share a place with a guy?!

"Um, excuse me?" She cleared her throat. "Are you the new roommate Min Byung-gyu had called?"

"Oh, yes. That is me." He turned his head to meet her. A friendly smile was written on his face. "Please to meet you. I'm Sung Jin-woo. You are Cha Hae-in, correct?"

Hae-in nodded. "Yes, I—" she suddenly paused. She looked at the man again — black hair, fair skin, sharp features, and a strong build to match his tall height. He looked quite different than the last time she saw him. . .

Her heartbeat accelerated. Did he not recognize her?

Sung Jin-woo. . . One of her classmates in senior high school. A former track and field athlete. One of her closest friends who had gone to same university as her. The guy who radiated charisma that sometimes could be intimidating if someone was not able to keep up with his level. And the guy who was obsessed with reading a series that featured an army composed of shadows.

And the most shocking of all. . .

Her ex.

#omg they are roommates:0 #solo leveling #sung jin woo #cha hae in #jinhae #sl fics by rei

[kyra45]

This is kind of sad but I think I know what's going on. You posted some harassing anons, and people blocked you maybe because they didn't want to see things like that (based on how somesone said not to post that content untagged,) then someone sent rude asks and now you're attributing it to one person who blocked you. Do you know how many other people blocked you? What evidence do you even actually have that proves they're connected to the asks? I blocked you too! You say you're trying to avoid drama or smearing other people but you're just making passive aggressive remarks trying to smear them like a concern troll, truly despicable, rethink your life.

I've been following you on another blog for a while, and it's very obvious what the url is because you've been posting their posts left and right for days. And if sending an ask telling you my thoughts is "harassment" just because it's calling you out on something you've done that isn't nice, I don't know what to say, holy crap. What.

The only reason I'm still here is because I'm scared you're going to call me out for blocking you too. And the whole "please don't harass them" after practically spelling out their name (what other blog calls themselves "scam archive" that has interacted with you?) is like putting a pile of meat in the middle of a pack of dogs and expecting them not to lunge for it. It's fake kindness. It's like people making callouts and telling people "don't harass them", it never works lol. Now I'm really mad lol, christ. I was expecting better from this blog.

Literally know that and read it, the emphasis is on NOT REPLYING. Takes half a second to delete the messages as they come in. You're feeding and enabling them and they're getting a laugh out of it.

But sure, I’m lying about the asks I got that made me cut ties with someone. I even had the original post not rebloggble because I didn’t want it to go anywhere.

Before the last ask, I was literally told “Saying you can’t do anything is learned helplessness” when i had explained:

1. My stalker uses a VPN

2. VPN’s get around blocks

3. My stalker can/will make multiple accounts to send me asks even if I’ve continue ignoring/blocking them

I am also making this post not rebloggable but apparently I’m ‘lying’ and acting ‘suspicious’ just because the whole situation made me extremely uncomfortable and I don’t like discussing it to people using anonymous. These asks only stopped when I blocked someone and no more has been sent since. While I can’t say for sure it was who I think it was, I remain clear when I say don’t harass them. I’m still doing what I do here.

But don’t you dare come here and dismiss what I went through and accuse me of something. They talked to me and all they did was call me a child and blame me for harassment towards them when I don’t condone anyone sending it. I’m not a child. But if the harassment is that bad then I’m sorry but I’m not telling people to go harass anyone in any fashion and it’s not my fault if someone does it. If they say I sent them their lying and I make it quite clear that no one should be getting harassed just because I talk about them.

Do you think people will publicly admit to sending someone anon hate on this hellsite? No. Because we all know what would end up happening.

#kyra45 speaks #bold text #longpost #long post #Keys drama stuff

[lyferifaes]

hey there stranger.

i realise i am probably too late for the game, and you're probably inactive, but i pray this message reaches you in good health and best intention. i have been following your writings, and i wish to tell you how much i appreciate your work. i admire your writing style, it is ebbing with your passion and love for the anime, and every chapter shatters my soul and weakens my wrists. it takes great talent to dedicate so much research, time, and effort to write an post-canon fix it in such beautiful shape and form and i wish you knew how much your writing has inspired me.

i love dororo, in ways you can imagine. it saved my life, and it's undoubtedly the best anime i have ever watched, not only with it's heavy symbolism and top-tier storywriting, but also the characters and fights have been orchestrated so splendidly. i decided to write a fanfiction myself, but hesitated to press a single letter because i was afriad i might ruin in a perfectly good show. it's already perfect as it is, i would think. and in all my time i haven't seen someone articulate and describe each characters' stories, agony, anguish, and depth as much as you do. not to mention your art work in beyond astonishing. believe me when i dropped my jaw seeing your work. i want to learn a lot from you.

remember when munetsuna wished that he was to craft a katana so powerful that it would stop wars? that people would be so astonished by the sword, then would surrender? you are that sword. you have such great potential in you, and pardon my poor phrasing, as i am a novice writer and a mere admirer, i wish to learn a lot from you. im not exaggerating at all when i say that your works bring me to my knees. i am in love. truly. i apologize in advance, but i cried after i read the first chapter. it moved me that much.

if you were to write a book, please let me be one of the first few readers. i will support you with everything i got. i don't say this to pressure you, i simply wish you know how grateful i am to have found your work.

there are no questions.

thank you so much. thank you.

Wow. I'm speechless. You know, this is probably one of the best and warmest feelings in the world—no, not to receive a compliment, and not to feel proud and pleased with myself (vanity never does you any good and I try not to get carried away), but to meet a soul resonating with mine—at least in one way, at this moment—to be able to feel so deeply everything I've put into this story and enjoy it. A perfectionist that I am, I always wanted to create something that everybody would like, until I realized that popularity is nothing, just numbers. But to reach even one person's heart is what truly matters to me. Meeting that person is like meeting a friend, such crossing of the paths is always a miracle of sorts. So let me give you at least a virtual hug! 🤗

I'm sorry for the late reply, I don't check my tumblr often lately as you can see, not because I've moved on or lost interest though. I hope I never really move on from Dororo, at least not until this fic is finished. And even then Dororo will remain a huge part of me. But yeah, I switch a lot between things (not fandoms though—enough is enough 😅), various things I write. I really hope to finish at least one of them and publish a book one day, and if it happens, I'll gladly send you one of the first copies! Haha although it may not happen before we all turn very old, I'm afraid, since as you can see I am a veeery sloooow writer. Also, it will be in my native language 😅 (writing in English was an experiment at first, a challenge to myself, and I admit there will be times when I regret putting myself through this lol)

May I ask you something, too? Please, don't hesitate to press letters, write! Just start and let your worlds take shape, let them be born. I was inspired a lot by the authors I admired, many of them are ficwriters, I've taken a lot from them. I'm happy if it's now my turn to pass some of that inspiration further. Really, really happy. 💖

#ask #dororo fanfiction #dororo #checking tumblr before sleep to find this #and end up ditching the sleep #because all the feels T_T

[aggold15hi01]

Logan & Kaia: Heatwaves, headache and a peaceful evening-Part 2

Author's note: Part 2 of "Logan and Kaia: heatwaves, headache and a peaceful evening"; this is where Logan had texted her about how she is feeling however she wasn't feeling okay therefore they had to go to a clinic for a medical-check up later on in the early evening and then they did ended up going to a delicious early dinner where Kaia has a bowl of Saimin Noodles (A well known delicacy in Hawaii) and Logan has a plate of a Hawaii version of fish and chips with a freshly seared ahi fillet plus truffle fries in addition to heading to Magnolia's Ice Cream & Treats for desert before they head back home to watch a good movie before calling it a day.

Also sorry about the rushed ending; my bad. 🤦‍♀️

Ahi-Yellowfin tuna in Hawaiian Language

Italic means text message conversation between Logan and Kaia. 📱 💬

Also can be found here:

⚠️ 📷 Disclaimers: I don't own either of the images & none of them are mine. Credits goes to Allisha Gray, Logan Sargeant and Pinterest for all of the respective images.

Plus while I am sleeping, I had left a few unanswered messages from Logan as I did remembered when I turned on my phone from the bedside table; this is what does it said:

"Logan 🧸:

Hey Kaia, are you feeling okay? I hadn't heard from you at work today.

Kaia, is everything okay? What had happened?

Did you want me to confront the client who did made you or one of your co-workers feeling both truthfully and deeply uncomfortable?

Kaia, is everything okay? What had happened to you?

Are you feeling okay? 😕 🥺

You want to me check up on you?

Kaia, pls don't leave me like this. 🥺 😢

You know what, K? Since today does feels like a tough day at work as so many of the clients had either cancelled their surf lessons or postponed their surf lessons due to health concerns from the punishing heat; I'm going to check up on you, okay?

Please stay wherever you are: Kaia--I know I didn't meant to truthfully sound as controlling as I did sounded earlier so I am so sorry for that, oops.

Please forgive me for having to truthfully overstepping the boundaries between the both of us and yet having to truthfully sounded as if I am very controlling to you earlier; sorry: Kaia--I am so sorry about doing that to you, K. 🥺 🙏"

After reading the messages, I replied to Logan:

"Kaia 💅🏽:

It's okay, Logan--I am just feeling pretty tired and honestly both the heat and the headache I got from the heatwave did got the worse of me so I am very sorry for not replying to your messages but please don't truly apologize for having to send me multiple text messages because I know you are feeling truthfully worried about me based on what I am going through in my very own life; Logan.

Plus no need to truly apologize for that; Logie Bear. 🙏 🧸 

I'll be okay, Logie. I promise you. 🥺 🙏 💖"

Then I collapse again from the drainage of energy I had experienced it from earlier.

-

"Hey, are you feeling truthfully okay?" He ask me while sitting on the edge of the queen sized bed; at the same time he also started to stroke onto my medium length strands of braided hair which I usually worn it into a classic ponytail I usually worn it every single day but today is one of those days where I took it out of my ponytail so this is a rare glimpse of how you get to see it when you pull it down from my classic length ponytail.

"No, I don't think so as you know I had mentioned to you earlier about how does the heatwaves got the worst of me, Logan." I replied sleepily and groggily at the same time yet my voice does feels hoarse from how sore I am feeling from how I have threw up earlier at a guest en suite bathroom where it is located across from the wall where both of the bedside tables and the bed are truly located along with a vanity table plus it is at the same area where we both have placed a brand new table with a brand new Silver iMac Computer on there just across from the bed and just a few inches away from where the bathroom is located.

"Oh Kaia . . ." He whispered to me while he pats on my shoulder as I continued to shiver from the way the cold air is blowing from the AC I had turned it on earlier and now it does feels like hours ago.

"I'm so sorry, Logan--for not truthfully responding to your text messages and please forgive me for ignoring your text messages and yet not replying to any of them at all ever since I hadn't been feeling so good today from the heatwaves, Logie."

"Oh no, Kaia--I am feeling so sorry about that; sweetie." He replied while looking at me with his pair of sparkling bluish grey eyes with an accent of light green which does sparks the feeling of concern in his pair of sparkling bluish green-grey blue eyes which I usually call it the Pacific Ocean Eyes which he had despite how he is from the state of Florida however I still call them a pair of Pacific Ocean blue eyes in my own opinion ever since I came from the islands of Hawaii; especially on the island of Oahu, Hawaii.

"It's okay, Logan: I'd think I am going to recover from this terrible headache; Logan."

"Wait, are you sure you are going to recover from this terrible headache?"

"Absolutely, Logan."

"I don't know, Kaia; may be do you truly want me to call one of the local clinics to make sure they can truly accept any walk-in patients to make sure you can get a proper medical check-up on your health condition, Kaia?"

When I didn't response, he told me "Maybe it is best we can go do a medical check-up at any of the available clinics then after that; we can go out for anything you want to take for an early dinner."

"Really, Logan?"

"Absolutely, Kaia."

"Aw, thank you; Logan; that is so sweet of you."

"Can I give you a hug, K?"

I looked at him in both a mixture of confusion and nervousness about how he did wanted to hug me when I am at my worst and lowest point I ever had experienced it in my very own life so many times in so many different events I have to truthfully went through in my very own life.

But with Logan's pair of worrying yet a sparkling pair of Pacific Ocean Blue eyes now looking at me with a depth of sadness; I would say the word "yes to a signature Logie bear hug.

"Yes, please: Logie." I replied without a sign of hesitation before we both ended up hugging each other.

"Oh Kaia, I am so sorry to hear what you are going through with the sickness sweetness."

"It's okay, Logan; so . . . you told me you want to check in with any of the available clinics for a proper medical check-up?"

"Absolutely, and after that; I'll let you choose any type of early dinner you can choose whatever you want based on how the condition of your stomach is, Kaia."

"Awesome: thank you very much: Logie Bear."

"Anytime, Kaia Walker."

We both laughed and as for the rest of the day; we did manage to go for a medical attention at one of the local Straub Clinics at the area of Honolulu as the doctor we did a medical check-up with them had confirmed there is nothing too serious apart from the dehydration and the lack of sun protection in addition to exposing myself to the sun for way too long especially when we are talking about how the weather in Hawaii does truthfully get very hot at times during the certain months and after that; we did truthfully ended up going the International Market Place where I took a bowl of Saimin Noodles which are my go to comfort food and Logan goes for a plate of seared ahi which is a Hawaii's version of fish and chips plus he also shared with me the bits; pieces and the part from the freshly seared yellow fin tuna in addition to sharing the truffle fries which he told me I can give it a try one day if I am ordering the same plate of the fish and chips which Logan is currently having right now and after dinner; he told me he wanted to stop by somewhere for desert and we did ended up stopping by at a shop called Magnolia Ice and Treats for a desert before we ended resting there for a while; returning back home and watched "All summer long" on TV.

#my own post #my own words #my own writing #my writing #allisha gray #images arent mine #pictures arent mine #photos arent mine #photographs arent mine #logan sargeant #logan sargeant fanfic #logan sargeant fic #Logan x Kaia

[lostfracturess]

hello there, i hope you're doing well dear writer!! i just wanted to quickly hop into your inbox and ask something regarding s&c ^^'

first of all, I've been following your fanfic for quite some time now and im really loving it so far!

tbh i rarely read reader x canon aus but this one in particular stuck out to me. the way you shape the story and characters is so amazing to me, they truly give me the immersive feeling i desperately seek in some aus (even if i see the reader not as myself specifically but a separate character, you created, that wanders around in my head rent free atp lol)

gojo and the reader either make me wanna rip my hair out and scream in agony or curl in a ball under my blanket and cry and giggle like a little girl.. there really is no in-between with these losers 😭

also, i might not understand much of the medical world since that field is far out of my reach as a language student but it's so so interesting reading all the surgical procedures described and trying to make sense of it all (you even got me googling most of the stuff since I'm not familiar with many medical terms 😭) but hey! it's always nice to learn new things and the more you know the better :3

okay this got incredibly long and i am very sorry for my dumb ramble but i felt like gushing over your fanfic for a second 😭

now my question:

do gojo and geto (and sukuna) know each other since high school or university? i honestly don't know whether you already mentioned this in the fic or answered a similar question or not. if either happened i apologize for my poor memory (it fails me a lot recently) i also don't even know if it matters that much but i was really curious for some reason 😅

also whenever you happen to write in gojo's pov again: do you think you'd add some sort flashbacks from his past that explain his character and decisions more? (since bro doesn't wanna open up abt it 💔) i am REALLY curious about young gojo!! ESPECIALLY regarding the situation between sukuna and gojo bc WTF did bro do that's apparently "worse than drugs" and infuriated sukuna so much he'd wanna ruin his life over it 😭 (I'd like to imagine sukuna is a pathetic loser that'd get butthurt over the most ridiculous things ever, cartoon villain type of guy fr)

well i think i'm done with my ramblings now, hopefully my questions make sense xd i'm looking forward to reading your reply soon!!

thank you so much for giving your all to this fanfic; the time, effort and heart you put into it is greatly appreciated by many 💕 have a great day dear writer, i'm sending you lots of love and much luck in your studies 🥰🫶🏼

awwwwee, this message is so incredibly heartwarming!! thank you so so much for taking the time to share your thoughts and the way the story resonates with you. hearing that it provides that immersive feeling, and makes u scream, cry and giggle is truly the best feeling in the world for a writer!! ♡

there really is no in-between with these losers

why did this make me laugh, u calling them losers ahahah

i really appreciate you being interested in the medical side of things despite it being completely unfamiliar territory!! the fact that you're even googling terms warms my little heart hehe ♡

also please never apologize for sending messy messages like this. it absolutely makes my day to read such sweet messages!!

also your questions:

do gojo and geto (and sukuna) know each other since high school or university?

don't remember myself if i answered that already lol (hope i don't say something different now). gojo and geto know each other since high school and were kind of rivals first and then bonded over a basketball match they both took part in. best friends since. they never really split, went to the same university, did their residency at the same hospital.

sukuna, gojo and geto became familiar in university. with sukuna being more of a frenemy to them. but gojo and sukuna were kinda close and geto and sukuna were just people who could hang out at a party.

do you think you'd add some sort flashbacks from his past that explain his character and decisions more? (since bro doesn't wanna open up abt it 💔)

yes yes yes!! next chapter will be gojo's pov again and there will be a scene were we'll get to know more about his upbringing (not in the next chapter tho, sometime later).

ESPECIALLY regarding the situation between sukuna and gojo bc WTF did bro do that's apparently "worse than drugs" and infuriated sukuna so much he'd wanna ruin his life over it 😭

won't spill the beans yet about what exactly gojo did, but i'll explain some time later in the story. sorry for the wait!! i feel like these things are so clear for me, because apparently i write them but i feel like it must be really frustrating for readers having so many questions left and then having to wait a few weeks for the next update, ahhhh! sorry for that!!

(I'd like to imagine sukuna is a pathetic loser that'd get butthurt over the most ridiculous things ever, cartoon villain type of guy fr)

ahahha omg. now i see it too ☠️☠️

thank you so much for appreciating the hard work that goes into creating s&c!! and thank you for the well-wishes with my studies. i'm sending love and happy vibes right back to you ♡♡

#inbox #symptoms and causes

[overlysour]

Hihoo!!! I loved how you did the first request I asked for (The Dottore Assistant one). If its alright with you, can I go for another one?

It's a Spider Witch (one of Signora's handmaiden) asking Dottore out on a date. He's only ever asked her for helping out experiments but she's already in live with him (like me lol)

"Hope this doesn't bother you, Lord Dottore but would you like to come with me to Inazuma for the Mikawa Flower Festival? I'm sure you'd take great interest in the Inazuman anomalies like Electrified Water or the Tartaratsuna Event. Hey, maybe you can even you that for your next project! Sorry in advance if this disturbs you. - Yours Truly, Spider Witch"

Hey there! I’m glad you liked my reply to your first request, and I’m happy to do as many requests as someone wants to send! I’m guessing ‘spider witch’ is a code name (like ‘Childe/Tartaglia’)? Also by the way it says ‘Yours truly, Spider Witch’, I’m guessing this message wasn’t said in person but on paper. So, I decided he replies in person after seeking you out!

“My, my, there you are. You’re lucky I even managed to read your little letter before it got substances on it.. Anyway, I supposed I’d come and answer you in person, as I am rather bored. I thought I might find a bit of pleasure in going to the Mikawa Flower Festival, especially with the Inazuman anomalies you mentioned, so I’ve decided I’ll come with you. Perhaps I’ll think of the possibility of making one a new project, depending on how good they are”

-Dottore (He purposely smirked as he spoke, relishing in the way the other bunch of fatui agents working under Signora widened their eyes and slowly stepped away, along with the fact you were basically red)

Masterlist

Event introduction+information

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #100 followers event #dottore x reader #dottore x you #genshin impact x reader #talktothegenshincharacters #dottore x y/n

[sexisdisgusting]

as i was writting i ended up getting a little tmi and wow I actually told you my secrets bc i have never been open about this 😭 so tw // rape, lesbophobia, mysogyny, biphobia maybe? not sure.

hihi! i have a sort of strange question... do you perhaps have any insight about distinguishing between being nervous bc you're scared of men and being nervous bc you're into one 🧍🏻‍♀️?

I've been questioning my sexuality since i got a crush on this woman because the way i feel about her is like stg i never experienced with any man... so i kinda know the answer to that question but i also don't? because i have a hard time interpreting my feelings and im scared im just lying to myself. specially bc i have fantasised about men a lot throughout my life, in an obsessive and harmful way too. it was never about the man in it, it wasn't his body, it was how i could be worth a man's attention if only in my head, i could be the prettiest woman, have my worth. i had to "teach" myself to be ok with dick, bc being het is the normal way, the only way, I've been taught. and i think that contributed to every fantasy being uhm rape, i just couldn't imagine myself being into it bc i know i wouldn't do it, i wouldn't have sex with a man I wouldn't be into it. (🤮🤢 looking back this is all so yuck ew im sorry).

it doesn't help that i have a sort of low libido and am very closed off, so i don't have any experience. i have never been into the male physique (though i certainly tried to), and im pleased with the female physique but it isn't an intense feeling like so many people describe it to be.

so im so confused! is my crush on her the real deal and every other crush i had fake bc i thought it was what a crush was supposed to be ? in the sense that ok im a girl feeling stg for a boy so it MUST be a crush right?! even though i never wanted anything besides friendship... no kissing, no hand holding, no intimacy... but i do want those things with her...

so i get back to my initial question... getting nervous or disgusted or feeling nothing seeing a shirtless man, like specifically shirtless or half naked (ew if his dick is even emphasized through the boxers like im seriously disgusted)... what is the shortness of breath, do you know ?! i feel so stupid asking this but it genuinely makes no sense to me 😭.

specially considering that a lot of het women say they're disgusted by men's bodies? am i just another one, but bisexual?!

feel free to ignore this ! im not even sure you're the right person to ask but you're so sweet answering messages so 🥹🩷 thank you for reading (or not if the tws made u not want to <3)

i am so sorry it took me so long to get back to you, sweetheart! never would i ignore one of my dear anonitas, i love you soooo much

im so sorry about everything youve been through, and thank you so much for entrusting me with your secrets !!!

i dont have much experience with comphet, but i do have experience with performing for the male gaze, and its a truly alienating experience especially when youre unsure if youre even attracted to them, or not

it, like you said for many can become maddening and obsessive at times and can really make you confused as to who you are

i dont want to dictate your sexuality, but it does sound to me that youre more woman-leaning in your attraction, and the male attraction you explain seems to be comphet

i wish i could give you a better answer, but i really do wish nothing but the best for you, my love, and thank you for reaching out to me <3

id be happy if someone could hop in the replies with more experience and help our anonita out!

#asks #anon asks

[koroktsuya]

best friend

# starring: pining best friend!jeon jungkook, f!reader

# word count: 3K

# content: angst? deep pining, texts not screenshots, songfic, lyrics bleed into the story.

# summary: after a long time of hiding his feelings for you, something in jungkook seems to change, but what will you do about it?

# warnings: drunk behavior, bad decisions, swearing, a wet jungkook.

# a/n: (man i had to repost this due to many mistakes) uhhh so this is actually from this jungkook fic i started to write a while ago, i even have like half a playlist and a few drafted chapters. this might be a teaser, if it gets enough attention for me to start working on it again. also, the mentioned brother is Choi Yeonjun. this was originally written with an OC but here it's Choi Y/N lol. hope you enjoy!

Jungkook can’t help but think that he should’ve stayed at home, instead of being here, surrounded by all of his closest friends and still feeling so down, so alone. He checks his phone for the nth time as if his best friend’s name would suddenly pop up, even though he knows for sure that will not be the case.

You’ve been spending your day today with your dearest Jihyun. Fuck does Jungkook hate himself for setting the two of you up in the first place. Why did he ever even think of it as a good idea? In his search for someone to date you, he should’ve looked for someone with bad looks that wouldn’t look good next to you.

How and why didn’t he notice his feelings for you before that? He could've made you his, but no… guess it wasn’t meant to be. He wasn’t made for you. 

Y/N: Jungkookie!! Happy birthday <33

and you weren’t made for him.

Though it somehow seemed easy. Once Jungkook found out how he felt for you, he thought all he had to do was confess and ‘claim his spot’ to be your boyfriend. He was very wrong.

As soon as he sees the message the person he cares for the most in the world sent, he tries to suppress the grin on his face and the fluttering of his chest, too.

JK: Thanks!! :D

JK: How’s the romantic evening going?? 

While he waits for a response from you, he takes a glance at the place surrounding him. The party his hyungs threw to celebrate another year of his life. It seems everyone is having a good time, enough for the birthday boy’s sour mood to go unnoticed. 

Soon, his phone buzzes once more and it reads you’ve sent him a file, which he’s already betting won’t make him happy.

And indeed it does not, because not only is your pretentious, good-looking, asshole of a boyfriend in the frame, but also, you’re not even in it. What a waste of pixels. Right after the image, you send a few more messages.

Y/N: Great!!! He told me that to make up for being so absent because of practice, we’ll spend the rest of our night watching a ton of movies.

Y/N: This guy is truly wonderful. He brightens my day like no one else does <3<3<3

Well, damn. If he was sulking before, now there’s a black cloud with thunder and lightning on top of Jungkook’s head. 

He rolls his eyes. Now, usually he has no problem with playing the role of the best friend, he’s got tons of experience. It’s something he’s been doing for most of his life –though he surely didn’t use to pretend before, because he didn’t have a need to–, but this is just not the same. Now there’s this guy stealing the spotlight that your attention is. And Jungkook most definitely still wants to be your favorite boy.

JK: Wow, that’s just great!! I really hope you also make up to me for your absence today.

He’s definitely being petty, and not proud about it. Thankfully, you don’t make him wait long for your reply, so he can’t even stop to think and wish to be the one who makes your days.

Y/N: Ah, Jungkookie… I really am very sorry about not being able to make it to your party tonight.

Y/N: It’s just been so many weeks went by without seeing my boyfriend, I think I started to hallucinate!

Jungkook sighs, typing into the screen after staring at it for many seconds.

JK: I’ve been gone for long on various occasions, too!

JK: Do you think of me too as you lie awake?

This time, Jungkook knows your reply will make itself be awaited for a while, so he decides to stand back up to fix himself one more drink, just to sit back again. Halfway through his plastic cup, there’s a buzz from his phone.

Y/N: That’s different, you dummy!!

JK: *Sigh*

JK: I can’t wait to be your number one again. 

Y/N: Jungkook, did you seriously just type a verb between asterisks? Lmao, what is this, roleplay?

Y/N: Is this a throwback to 2013?

JK: Your ability to change subjects amazes me.

JK: I’m your number one fan, Y/N.

Y/N: And I’m yours, JK.

Please don’t judge Jungkook, don’t misunderstand him, either. You’re the most special person in his life, way beyond just being his best friend. And he’s well aware of your relationship with Jihyun and, if you’re happy with him, and seeing him only once a month –if lucky–, then there’s not much for Jungkook to do. He’s not gonna stand in the way of that happiness.

And he might be in love, but it’s not like Jungkook can offer you anything better than what your boyfriend can. You’re not famous, and if being with Jihyun and his ‘backup dancer for JYP’ schedule is difficult, Jungkook can only imagine how much worse it could be with his idol schedule.

Especially if you consider it’s 2018 and his career is taking off like he never imagined it could. Also, it’s nice to remember the fact that you’re his best friend.and have always been.

Jungkook loves you so much, he wants to break your heart and make you cry, with all the love this world holds. He thought he could continue to wait.

But suddenly, it was too late. Yugyeom called a while ago, he told Jungkook that after many months dating, goddamn Jihyun hyung was planning to make things with you fully official. Throwing in the possibility of moving in together and that sort of shit.

And Jungkook was on his own shit now. He had so many things to occupy his head with aside from the fact that Jihyun was doing things with you that Jungkook could now only dream of doing.

Yes, it’s wrong and he knows it, and his own members tell him that always. But Jungkook can’t do much about it, besides suffering and pining. It was exactly that thought what made him drink a little more than he should.

And do something he would probably regret for the rest of his dreadful existence.

After maybe an hour and a half, Jungkook decided it would be a good idea to walk out to the balcony the place had and he went for his phone, pressing the icon for the phone call’s app.

He searches for your name among his contacts and with the last of his alcohol soaked neurons and the wrongful thought that this was a good idea, he taps the little green phone, waiting for the ringing to start.

“... Jihyun, wait.” He hears you mumble, distantly, “Hello? Jungkook, are you okay?”

Ah, there it was, your beautiful voice. Better than any angel’s. 

“I‘m great, yeah” he manages to reply, with feigned calmness.

“You sure, Jungkookie? You don’t sound very well”.

“Let me tell you how it feels to be fucking great. I feel great, really”.

“Uhm, I’m not following– I don’t understand.” Me neither, Y/N. Jungkook thinks he’s only vomiting words.

“You need to be yourself Y/N. And love someone for loving you instead of someone really cool that makes your heart melt: you need someone who understands how you truly feel.”

“Jungkook–”

“You’re still my favorite girl. Even if you missed my birthday party.”

“Is that what this is about? Because I already told you I’m sorry, but it’s not even your actual birthday, yet– just a party because you’ll be on tour for your actual birthday. And I already said that I would make it up to you, okay?”

“That’s not what this is about,” Jungkook grunts, feeling his grip on his phone tightening, “ I hope you trust me and believe me when I tell you there’s no one else more beautiful in this damn world, than you”.

“Thanks? Look, Jungkook… Jihyun’s waiting for me, and–”

“Ah, that’s right. That hyung is… he’s something else. Is he your best friend now?” Jungkook hears you softly mutter under your breath ‘my what?’, but he doesn’t allow you to speak any further.

“Yeah, I mean, he must have taken the spot, if we consider the fact that you and I are not best friends anymore, haven’t been for a while.”

“We’re not?”

“No, Y/N, we’re not. Things have changed a lot and it seems you’re the oblivious one. Probably the only person who hasn’t noticed any of those changes.”

“That damn word… so, what? You’re finally telling me why even my own brother’s been calling me that for months on end, now?”

“Hmm, you’re gonna want to be my best friend, baby.”

“Baby? Jungkook, can we speak seriously for a moment? You’re pissing me off.” You sigh, tired of his behavior.

“How much did you drink tonight?”

“I’m rich, I’m famous, more than your dear little Jihyun could ever hope for and every day I wake up hotter than before. Everyone wants to be my best friend and you won’t be the exception.”

“Jungkook, I’m not asking again. For Christ’s sake just tell me, how much did you drink tonight?” when Jungkook only chuckles humorlessly, you decide it’s enough, “Y’know what? Forget it. I’m driving there to pick you up.”

“I say that I’m happy. I always say that I’m happy but no, no, no, no,” Jungkook’s voice sounds rough, and he seems to spiral in his own thoughts even as he speaks, “I haven’t been happy in a long time, and it’s all because of you, Choi Y/N. It’s all your fault.”

“Jungkook, wait. Jihyun’s leaving my place and I’m goint to pick you up, okay? I’m not far from where you are.”

“I know, I asked my hyungs to rent this place so you could come, because it’s not a long drive and it’s not one of those pretentious places you say only idols wish to attend to, so I thought it’d be perfect– everything was going to be perfect, but we had to ruin it… bye, Y/N.”

As Jungkook takes his phone away from his ear, he still listens to you exclaim something about –probably– not hanging up. He still taps the small red phone on the screen.

As the screen changes and shows him your contact info, he sees the picture he’s put to identify you, it’s you both together, he just feels so much.

So much love for you, so much pain from all his endless pining; a part of him knows deep down people were right, he should’ve just confessed, if not to be with you, at least to lift the weight from his shoulders and his heart, but he was so scared, and now he had gotten to this point, where the turmoil of feelings he had been dealing with now was flooding him with a need to yell and cry, he was just so afraid.

He can’t handle it, so he just does the first thing that comes to his mind, and Jungkook throws his phone into the air with all of the strenght he can gather.

He remains for what seems to be hours staring at the buildings and streets ahead. The small cars circulating and the even smaller people walking from here to there. It’s already late, but there’s nothing quite like Seoul’s nightlife. Always moving, always lit up, yet Jungkook’s spent the brightest months of his life and career, darkening.

“Jungkook! Come on, I’m driving you home,” you say, as soon as you get there. Jungkook only registers a femenine voice and an arm pulling him.

“Y/N, you made it!” Jungkook takes your silhouette in as you drag him back inside the party just to leave again. You’re wearing some baggy gray sweatpants that he knows you wear a lot to just be home, and an also baggy hoodie that’s oversized on you, which actually, used to be his. 

Your hair looks a little messy, but he still likes it, you just look so homey, he wants to hide in your arms and maybe sleep, or sob, or kiss your cheeks, maybe all of those in no particular order.

“--you heard me? Jesus, you reek of alcohol, let’s just go home,” you take Jungkook’s wrist, dragging him out of the party, “ah, before I forget, hand me your phone so you won’t pull anymore of this dumb stunts of yours.”

“Yeah… that’s not gonna happen,” Jungkook answers and your head immediately whips to glare at him, “don’t think it’s something personal, it’s just I may have thrown it into space after hanging up on you.”

“You’re kidding, right?” Jungkook shakes his head no “What the hell were you thinking you big–”

You sigh loudly, “you know what? Forget it. Let’s just leave and pray no crazy person finds it and won’t get to use it because it’s beyond repair.”

Jungkook allows you to finally drag him all the way to the exit. His hyungs and friends are all talking and dancing, but none of them sees him, or you.

On the elevator, you’re both quiet and you still hold his wrist, like he’s a small child. You even open the door for him once you’re both next to your car and Jungkook still says nothing, hurrying to put his seatbelt on.

“So, are you finally telling me what was all of that about?” You say just as the building you were both in is out of sight.

“I still wanna be your favorite boy. And I think you should drop that hyung.”

You turn to look at him briefly before turning your gaze back to the road, “Jungkook, I just don’t get what you’re talking about. You’re special to me, you’re important in my life.”

“No, Y/N, I wanna be the one that makes your day, the one you daydream about, the reason behind your pretty smile.”

“Jungkook…” you speed a little, without even sparing him a glance, and he aches inside.

“No, no. I’m dying to be your number one, I mean it. I can’t stop thinking of this world where you’re my biggest fan and I’m yours; where just like there’s no one better than you in my eyes, you feel the same.”

He’s not surprised when you stay quiet. In fact, you say nothing at all in the next six minutes you spend driving back to your place. Note that it was six minutes because of the speed you were driving at, which was a risk to his physical integrity, as well as yours. 

“We’re home. Take your shoes off when you walk in and go take a shower, I’ll make some coffee for us.”

Jungkook sighs, simply following your order. Why won’t you listen to him? Are you in some sort of denial phase, or maybe you’re really just that oblivious? This is too much for his fuzzy, drunk brain.

Jungkook shrugs off his denim jacket, dropping it somewhere on the way to your bathroom. And once he’s in there, he turns the shower on, not worried with the temperature he might get. 

“Jungkook, you didn’t close the do– what’s wrong with you?!” you yell, maybe in horror, or maybe in frustration, “Why would you get in the shower with your clothes on?!”

“I want to break your heart Y/N, and make you cry in the same way you make me cry.”

Your bathroom has a sliding glass door, and Jungkook’s forehead is leaning against it, letting the water soak his clothes and make him feel heavy. Your face relaxes, but you still look at him with confusion tinting you, the same way you have been looking at him for the past few months. “God fucking damn, I can’t think straight anymore and it’s all because of you Choi Y/N. I can’t think of anything or anyone who isn’t you.”

“Jungkook?”

“Please, Y/N. Stop asking me to speak with clarity, I can’t get any clearer than this–” he speaks again, knocking softly on your glass door “ –when I tell you I want to be your favorite one, that I want you to look at me the same way I look at you. Okay, Y/N? I don’t know what that pretty head of yours is deducting but I want you to understand I’m telling you I want to be the only one for you.”

You only stare at him, in absolute silence. The only noises come from the water that’s falling on him and your kettle in the kitchen.

Jungkook opens the door and does something he will probably regret for the rest of his miserable life, but also something his mind has been begging for so badly, he’s dreamt of it.

He can’t be bothered with turning the shower off, when he reaches for your wrist and pulls you closer to him. He presses his right hand against your cheek and his lips against yours. You gasp and he takes advantage of it by pulling you even closer.

He starts to move his lips and Jungkook swears he ascends to heaven when you kiss him back. The kiss might not even be intense like one of those you might see in American TV, but he feels his knees weak and warmth all over his body.

Your arms go to his shoulders and when your hands go for his hair, Jungkook could swear magic’s real and it’s produced by your lips, because he just likes you so much and it drives him crazy how he feels, he could laugh, and cry, scream and sing. All at the same time, just because of you.

He parts from your hold sooner than he’d like, but then again, kissing you for the rest of eternity might come a little too short for Jungkook. He rests his forehead against yours, and your hands go from his nape to his shoulders, and from his shoulders to his forearms. Both of you breathe agitatedly and Jungkook can hear his heartbeat so loud it must be bluetooth paired to a speaker, or maybe five.

“Let me be the only guy for you” he kisses you again, softly, barely the ghost of a touch, “I might just be the one.

🌿 reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

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[captnjacksparrow]

Greetings, I hope you're well

I look at your posts regularly and you seem to be receiving a lot of negative ones from idiots. Correct me if I'm wrong but you seem to continually get harassed as well. I would like to say I'm sorry that you have to put up with them, except I don't say 'I'm sorry that you are going through this', since it does not help.

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I would like to say" don't let anybody tell you any different!", except your doing a perfectly good job at that already 😉

Have blessed day. ( you don't have to replie to this message).

Awww this ask totally gives me the vibe of someone wrapping me with the Comforter when I am sleeping. 🛌🛌🛌🛌

Thank You @ihavenoideawhatimsaying 😍😍😍

It's true that I get a lot negative asks in these past weeks. But like I said before in this ask..

The Amount of Meaningful asks (Some Love ask too) I receive on a constant basis makes those hateful ask negligible. And it would be ungrateful of me if I just focus only on Hate Asks and drench myself in it... Because it's thoroughly disrespectful for people who truly appreciate me.

I mean my thought process goes down to, "There are so many people who send appreciation for my works here (Such as Yourself in this ask)... And There are some who constructively criticize me and correct me... So, Instead of filling myself with them... Why should I even bother with those hateful bitches and give importance to them???"

And there are so much more...

I never posted them out because I was raised up with an attitude of "Don't flaunt the accolades and praises and use this positivity to improve your work... Throw the rest to the Garbage".

Not wanting to flaunt now... But if I can post those hateful asks to show the vileness of people... Then I must also show that there are nicer people out there who can lift other people up.

So far I made 1250+ posts (not counting the reblogs) in the past year... Out of which, probably received 30 hate asks... And still I have 100 more unposted asks pending...

Mathematically, I received only 3% of hate asks so far...

I only posted those hate asks to show how SNS, Anti Uchiha (Sasuke) Apologist or anyone who has a different opinions are being harassed in this fandom.

In short, these assholes are not even worthy of my time... I'd rather focus on the 97% of the people who genuinely want to know about Naruto series and pick my brains for it.

But Again.

Thank you so much again for this ask.

#sasunaru #narusasu #sns #nsn