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automaticllamacycle · 10 months

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Hi lovely, I ADORE your coffee shop au Matty and can’t wait for the next part and I have a couple of concepts for it that I would love to see your take on!! So the first one is Matty being a boob guy in general lol. And the second one is Matty guiding you as you ride him for the first time because you’ve never done it before xoxox

Omg this concept really does give me brain rot, and I wasn’t planning on having riding be in part two so it works out perfect for a concept. I hope you enjoy this <3 I incorporated both! This is also absolutely filthy (also this is my very first concept ily) this was way more words than i was expecting i got carried away with this concept.

Content: 18+, general filth, praise kink, unprotected sex

word count: 1706

You find yourself sitting on Matty’s lap in the middle of your bed. His mouth is on yours, tongue prodding at your lower lip. You let him in, licking into his mouth. Your hands are at the base of his neck, nails scratching at his scalp and tugging on the brown locks. He’s hard underneath you as his hand runs up your back under your t-shirt. Well, his t-shirt, really. The calluses on his fingers send a chill up your spine, your back arching into his touch. Skillfully, he unlatches your bra clasp before pulling your shirt over your head. He stares for a moment, a boyish grin on his face. His lips are red and bitten raw, eyes blown wide as he stares at your breasts.

Out of instinct, your hands go to cover your face. “Matty, can you not? You’re making me nervous.” He always has that effect on you. It felt like he could see straight through you, all the way to the bone. Like you couldn’t hide anything from him, even if you wanted to.

He moves slowly, taking your wrist into his hands, and kissing your palms before placing your hands at your sides. “Can’t help it, darling. Fucking love these tits. I’ll prove it to you.” His lips attach to the skin of your chest, sucking lightly. His other hand goes up to your other breast, completely engulfing it in his grasp, squeezing gently. Your head falls backwards as small gasps leave your mouth. Soon, his gentle lips are replaced by his teeth, tentatively grazing the soft skin, making you jolt. A deep chuckle leaves his throat at your reaction. He loves getting those reactions out of you.

Matty doesn’t let his mouth linger in the same place for long, moving to your other tit. This time paying special attention to your nipple. He takes the bud into his mouth, switching between using his tongue and teeth. “Fucking hell,” you gasp with your hands back in his hair. He is unrelenting, desperate to see your chest marked up. Tongue swirling around the bud before sucking.

When he finally detaches himself, he simply stares at his work while he holds your waist. Eyes carefully examining the red marks all over your chest. “There we go. That’s perfect,” he grins, looking up to meet your eyes. You flush under his gaze, cheeks tinged with pink. Your hands make their way under his shirt. His lower stomach is tense, breathing hard from your touch. Matty gets the message though, leaning forward to pull his shirt off before pulling your lips back to his mouth. He moves with fervor, mouth hot against you. He groans into your open mouth as you grind down onto him. It’s becoming too much for him, and you know it by the look on his face when he breaks the kiss, leaning against your forehead.

“You look so pretty on top of me like this.” His voice is shot, rough and deep as he talks. “I want you to ride me. You up for that?” You’ve been with him a few times now, but never on top. You worry you won’t do it right, that it won’t be good enough for him.

“I don’t know…” you trail off, unsure of yourself.

He’s quick to try and quiet your worries. “I’ll guide you every step of the way. You’ll do great, always so good for me,” he pauses briefly to kiss you. A simple sweet kiss to comfort you. “Is that okay?”

“Alright.” Both your clothes and his are taken off with haste, thrown to the bedroom floor. You sit on his lower stomach, waiting for his guidance. He decides to tease you first, though. “Can feel how wet you are for me, practically dripping.” Your breath hitches at his words, but you retaliate quicky, reaching behind you to stroke his cock. You know what he likes, moving your hand just right to get him moaning and gripping at your waist. “Fuck— love. I need to be inside you.” His hands on your hips lift you off his stomach while you line up his cock with your entrance, bracing yourself on your knees on either side of his waist. “Whenever you’re ready, go as slow as you need to, baby.”

A whine leaves your lips as sink down onto him. “Shit, Matty.” He’s just as affected, fingers digging into your waist as he curses. Bruises would be left in their wake for you to find tomorrow. A reminder of how his hands felt on your body for the next few days. Of how eager and needy he was with every touch, never quite close enough to your skin.

When you finally bottom out, he’s deeper than he ever has been, filling you up in every way possible. He waits patiently as you adjust, taking the time to nip delicately at your neck. Rough hands soothing up and down your sides, making you melt into him. You look at him, he could tell you didn’t know what to do next. “Move when you want to. Whatever makes you feel good will make me feel good.” His hands push your hips forward, showing you what to do. “Move your hips like you’ve been doing all night.”

You start grinding, pushing him even deeper into you. The pleasure is instant as his cock presses into that spot inside, sending heat to your stomach. “Yeah, yeah. Just like that,” he encourages seeing the ecstasy on your face. His hands at your hips move along with you, signaling for you to go faster. Your confidence grows, and the speed of your hips increases, chasing that feeling slowly building inside of you.

If you didn’t think Matty could hold you tighter, you were wrong. Groans leave his lips continuously. His brown eyes go back and forth between your tits, the spot where you both connect, and your face. He’s not sure what he would rather stare at, burning the image of you into his mind.

You take him by surprise when you rise on your knees, before grinding back down onto him, starting a slow pace. “How’s that?” you ask, struggling to get the words out. Head already fuzzy. “Is this good?”

“Fuck—yes that’s good. Always so fucking good around my cock.” He’s lost in the feeling of you, cursing every time you pulse around him. Your hands grip his shoulders, aiding you as you speed up your thrusts. His hands stop guiding your movements, letting you fuck him all on your own.

The feeling you chase is getting closer. Heat builds up in your stomach and runs through your veins. The heat burns all the way to your fingertips, setting you ablaze. Every moan that leaves his mouth emboldens you, as your hips begin to bounce onto him, desperate for that high. “Look at you, taking me so well,” he begins babbling on, words barely coming to him. “Such a good girl for me. So fucking beautiful on my cock like this.” It was taking all of his strength not to come in you right there. Tits bouncing up and down right in front of his face, driving him crazy.

You cry out a choked sound, leaning into his neck and wrapping your arms around him. Your thrusts are growing sloppy, tired and exhausted. All you can do is beg. “Matty, please,” you plead in his ear. Your nails scratching down his back. He’ll have his own set of marks to remember you by for the next few days.

“Want my help, darling?” he asks with a groan. You nod vigorously in the crook of his neck.

“Please. Need to come so bad, please.” The sensations are becoming too much. His skin raw against you.

“Alright, baby,” Matty replies before his hips begin to pound into you at a brutal pace. He wastes no time to get you to your high. One of his hands leaves your waist, splaying across your lower stomach before pressing down, hard. You whimper into his neck at the pressure. “Feel that?” you nod again at his question, not trusting the strength of your own voice. You’re not sure you could find the words if you tried, completely drowning in the feeling of him. Everything else is hazy. All that exists right now is Matty.

You are right there, and Matty knows it by the way your pulse around him. He takes his thumb and moves it down to rub fast circles on your clit. Complete and totally pleasure shocks your system. “Matty, fuck—I’m about to come—”

“Look at me,” his voice interjects. You do as he says. Anything to please him. Barely fighting off the orgasm you’re rapidly approaching. His warm brown eyes bare into you, wide and overcome with adoration for you. Your body is perfect for him, reacting to his every touch. No one he’s ever had can compare. His thumb goes faster while his eyes remain locked to yours. “Go on, come all over me,” he pants, nearing his own completion.

You fall apart on his cock, losing yourself on his body. His movements split you apart yet put you back together again all in an instant. The pleasure overwhelms you. Your vision fades black as you melt into him, shockwaves pulsing through your muscles. His thrusts continue at a rapid pace as he reaches his climax. He lets out a loud groan as he spills inside of you, holding you tight to his body. He pants, gasping for air as he holds you, kissing your forehead gently while rubbing your back.

“Did so well for me,” he says, pulling you in for a kiss. You two lay like that for a while. You, on top of his chest, not ready to be apart from him again.

“I don’t wanna move. Too tired,” you say, head resting on him. He chuckles at your words. A huge smile on his face at the fact you’re all his.

“Gotta get you cleaned up and then we can go to bed, okay?”

“Only if you carry me to the bathroom. Don’t think I could walk if I tried anyway,” you mumble.

“Alright, sweetheart. I can do that.”

#matty healy x reader #matty healy #matty healy fanfic #the 1975 #the 1975 fanfic #asks #my writing #matty healy smut #i was not expecting this to be long #however i miscalculated #i started writing and didnt stop #this also made me really excited for part two #so literally thank you for your request mwah

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redrobin-detective · 1 month

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You ever start reading over your WIP and it ends on a completely wild sentence you had completely forgotten about and go, how did I write that and just?? stop

#didnt have the energy to type so I started editting #and I ended on an exchange btw george and kipps on how kipps thinks he ought to be knighted #and george casually says the royal family would have to return to england to do so #and idk thats just an insane casual lore drop that I pulled out of my ass and then... stopped writing??#the implications of the royals ditching Britain for idk France after the problem are wild #who IS running things #I have questions and by god I will make up some answers

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rocktis · 1 month

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fanon my beloved vs. fanon my beloathed

beloved - zack's nicknames for cloud (spikey, sunshine, cloudy, etc) - kunsel has hacked into shinra's database and could cause massive damage to the company on a whim by tapping a few keys beloathed - "zack's so stupid lol he's such a himbo" - "cloud's just a cocky asshole who doesn't care about anything but money and himself"

#kunsel #zack fair #cloud strife #crisis core #final fantasy vii #final fantasy vii remake #these are just a couple examples #there are some things i really love about fanon but #some of the stuff i see in fics makes me wonder if we played the same game #free my man (zack) he has adhd #free my man (cloud) he has autism #they've both got a ton of trauma too #also cloud's got a gap in his development from being stuffed into a pod of magical goo at 16 and being stuck there for years #he didnt have any friends growing up either #i rarely see people talk about these developmental gaps and that can really change how someone interacts with people #but like cloud deeply loves all of his friends even though he's awkward at showing it #he only knew jessie biggs and wedge for a few days and he cared about them all so much already!#cloud isnt even actually cocky either #but he's got a lot going on with his identity and memory that i could write a novel about so i'll stop here #dont even get me started on people thinking zack is an idiot #there's already been a lot written on the subject of zack's adhd so i will refrain from going off about it #okay done rambling for now

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whillywisp · 3 months

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Thinking a LOT about childhood friends Finnick and Reader who've been friends since they lost their fathers to the same squid fishing expedition and long, long life story about them and they end up in a poly marriage with Annie. I'm not articulating my thoughts well but the story would be this in a nutshell.

#tbh i really want Finnick to have an existential crisis over the fact that reader is bi before realising he's bi too and losing his mind 😭#i also really want to write a finnick x reader x annie you can guess why ill #i need to stop rambling and start typing #i wish i didnt have to write the stories i think of and they would just randomly appear instead #finnick odair x reader #fanfiction #hunger games

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3-aem · 10 months

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You do not deserve ANY of the shit you're getting. You're a legend for putting up with all this

yea ur right i am a legend weaker men would have crumbled but im still here fighting fighting for what say it with me

gj’s boobs

#listen its what happens when u dont act fast and ppl start writing their own fanfic about u #ill be like im just a human why r u doing this to me and theyll be like DONT CARE FUCK U #I dont even know these people #like whatever insecurities yall got going on stop projecting them onto me!!!!!!!!!#ur go to for feeling better about urselves is hating on others and thats actually not a flex its just kinda sad #kinda pathetic even #but yall didnt hear it from me #like there is the crime to punishment ratio where id be like fine #if u hate me i welcome u to knock me around a little maybe get in my dms all annoying like #but a video to ur 180k followers #ridiculous #ur trying to send a brigade my way over fucking what #why r u acting like i personally laid off 500 artists #if u really gave af about artists i would not be ur target #so what is it really #this conversation would look a hell of a lot different if u gave af about artists

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koreanling · 1 year

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update on my formalities post from long ago with nice art to help you visualize it more~

i wrote in-depth with a breakdown of each age range to really get into it over here with each person separated out but for now here's the quick easy version!

Quick Breakdown of Korean Formalities

존댓말

polite formal

하십시오체

used with people older/above you hierarchically

especially used with clients, business partners, customers, etc. – people to show respect to

used by news broadcasts and reporters

~ㅂ니다

ex; 합니다, 하십니다

polite informal 해요체

most common and safest speech to use; when you don’t know the person/your relationship

tv show hosts use it

more common with younger generations

~아요/여요/어요

ex; 해요, 하세요

반말

impolite formal 해라체

sort of plain text used in magazines, books, newspapers, songs, etc.

~다/ㄴ다/는다

ex; 한다, 하신다

impolite informal 해체

used with friends, family, people of lower status, or younger than you

ex; 해, 하셔

#korean #studyblr #korean studyblr #korean langblr #langblr #korean culture #culture #mine #i started my own site omggg #i wanna get back into korean langblr and researching and everything i had a great time doing it before #so i have a couple things up there rn #honestly i stopped becaus my job at the time was writing bullshit seo blogs and i rrly didnt want to home from writing to write more #but im outta thereee so i feel much better hah

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bmpmp3 · 7 days

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i do think its kinda funny when i see someone in the year of our lord 2024 talk about vocal synth music like its all gone downhill since like 2010 because like dont get me wrong i love a good niconicodouga-ass 2008 ass vocaloid joint BUT also like. the past couple years have had the most fascinatingly creative and expressive uses of vocal synthesizers ive ever heard in my life DJFSKHJDFS dont write it all off just yet!!

#usually i only see that from people who havent actually listened to any vsynth music from the past 15 years so i understand why they got to #that conclusion. and also usually theyre people who didnt listen to much vsynth music in the first place LOL they just dont know #but it is still a little funny. brother there are things beyond your wildest dreams if u just look #like some personal highlights: the stuff by rinri - particularly their use of the meika girlies #dont carry our memories away is LIFECHANGING the whispers. the spoken parts. the BELTS #plus the haunting and unrelenting instrumentation. fantastic song #and naisho no pierced's propose + birthday + gift sort of trilogy of songs. gift especially has been unreal #again the dynamics of soft intimate whispers to belts but also those fuller high notes with edges of growlyness.#plus the songs just generally rock. and those LYRICS. absolutely intense like physically painful and frightening like #yearning and codependency and possession. and the tuning and production just amps it up more #OH and slave.v.v.r has been doing crazy things for even longer but i only started getting into his stuff recently and holy shit #love eater is like. the scariest vocaloid song ive ever heard not because of the lyrics. but because of the tuning #im like. scared. i cant stop listening to it. the heavy synthesized breathy main vocals and whispered harmonies plus the VOCAL FRY #i didnt realized vocaloid5? i think? has a vocal fry option built in i heard? thats crazy #but specifically in love eater the fry and growl is amped up so deep and loud and clear compared to everything else it like #emphasizes the artificiality of the voice while also amping up the expressiveness #its awesome. and on the older slave.v.v.r songs i heard i will hit you 8759632145 times with this piano. also so fucking cool #addicted to that song. 1) its a great jazzy rocky piano tune with this piano flourish at the end of each phrase that sounds fantastic #but also 2) the lyrics are insane. using kanji to write english??????#people are doing wild ass things with vocal synths rn you guys #this isnt even getting into some of the really unique synths themselves too. adachi rei is awesome i love that shes just like #the perfect inbetween of sample based and reconstruction based vocals. shes a sample based synth #but her samples were drawn by hand LOL shes like dectalks granddaughter to me.....#a really good use of adachi rei is iyowa's heat abnormal/heat anomaly/whatever its called ITS AWESOME thats what it is hjrkfdgfd #i think the fact that vocal synths can be so realistic and clean and noiseless out the gate now has made people really stop worrying #about like. realism all together and looking more into expressiveness. omg vocal synth modernist movement

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princessofxianle · 4 months

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so much you have added to fx backstory au in your head you say… please feel free to take this excuse to share to your heart’s content… 💐

alex from the future here: this started as a note i was gonna let rot in my drafts and turned into A WHOLE ASS SCENE WITH DIALOGUE AND E'RYTHIN so i decided to copy and paste it here... anyway i have THOUGHTS about feng xin's family and especially his SPITFIRE of an older sister, shen liang...

I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS and omg thank you for sending an ask im overflowing with thoughts of them... see #fx backstory au for more

sometimes i like to think about young Shen Liang before her brother was born...

yknow that excited phase some girls have about babies when theyre like 13?

my girl was READY to be a big sister

ready doesnt even being to describe it...

"Xin-er!" she'd talk to Shen Wangxi's belly relentlessly as if he'd already been born... if he even was a "he"

she'd be happy with a didi or a meimei she did not care

she read every bit of prep material from the royal library at least 3 times over

she talked with her mom about how she'd be the best jiejie ever...

she was SO EXCITED

So much so that Shen Wangxi knew Shen Liang could take care of her brother.

That is, until Feng Xin was born...

The event essentially trades her mothers life for her brothers... Shen Liang has the capability to care for her didi, but she isn't too interested in the parasite that stole her mom from her...

But this "parasite" continues to grow more fond of her regardless of how horribly she treats him.

"Jiejie is family. I love my family. And Baba tells me all the time i need to protect the things I love. I'll protect you jiejie!" A tiny Feng Xin puffs out his chest and makes a face that he thinks will make him look tough.

"Like how you protected mama?" Shen Liang mutters to herself, standing up from the dirt she'd been kicked down into by that goodfornothing bully and uselessly patting dust off her robes before knocking past him.

"Enough, A-Liang. He's three, he doesn't understand."

No. You don't understand. "Get lost, old man." Shen Liang quips toward her father.

Feng Yang lets her leave. Teenagers. At least she was safe now. This harassment was getting out of hand. He'd hate to take it directly to the king.

"But..." a tiny voice pokes out from behind the contemplating Xianle general.

Feng Yang bends down to pick up his son and rest him on his hip.

Tiny hands grab the fabric of his robes as Feng Xin rubs his head against his fathers chest to comfort himself and he mumbles, "Jiejie... I'll protect you, jiejie, I promise."

Feng Yang's heart aches from his son's words. It swells in his chest until it almost pops and then...

"Baba?"

"Yes, Xin-er?" Feng Yang answers softly with a smile.

Feng Xin chews on the age-old words of the Feng family code, and then speaks. "Well... what does a man do... when he can't protect what he loves." His voice attempts to mimic the commanding tone of his fathers own.

Well... "He tries to get stronger."

Feng Xin's eyes brighten.

Feng Yang is blessed to have this child as his son.

"Baba?"

"Hm?"

"When will I be strong enough to protect jiejie?"

"I don't know." I wish I did. "Sometimes protecting someone is not about how strong you are." I wish I could protect her too. "Sometimes you can't be strong enough to protect someone who doesn't want to be protected."

"Even if you love them?"

"Even if you love them."

Feng Xin's tiny brows furrow in contemplation until his young mind hits a logical dead end. It doesn't make sense to him.

So...

Feng Xin does what he always does when he doesn't know what else to do. "Baba is silly. Of course jiejie wants me to protect her." He hopes.

He prays. Wishes. Believes. Much like the name his mother gave him implies, Feng Xin has faith.

He was born with it. And like any child with a gift from his mother, he'll never let it be taken from him.

Feng Yang tests him. "And how do you know she wants that?"

"She lets me peel her oranges!" Feng Xin looks down and excitedly acts out the motion with his hands.

Yeah, and then she doesn't feed you. It had been beyond difficult for Feng Yang to feel safe leaving Feng Xin in Shen Liang's care. Just the thought of him thinking this way about his daughter made his stomach churn. But recently, even Shen Liang's 'starvation as a form of discipline' was now the least of his concerns.

Oddly, Feng Xin never complained and the treatment went unnnoticed. It took a visit from the royal physician to tell Feng Yang his son was malnourished. Feng Xin never denied that his jiejie sometimes "forgot" to feed him, but he didn't stand for the accusations the physician made about her either. He adamantly refused to cooperate until Feng Yang had asked the man to conclude his visit with the reassurance he'd address his son's care. Stubborn. Just like his mother... Just like his sister too. Feng Xin made his baba promise to never make him see another doctor who talked bad about his jiejie. Feng Yang couldn't deny him.

The feeding was less of an issue now, given the new one (bruises popping up on his skin) but it was best not to bring up Shen Liang's new actions to the little one right now.

So Feng Yang simply says, "But she doesn't share her slices with you."

"I don't need them. I'm strong." He puffs out his chest again and then has the idea to flex his arms like he was heroically nocking an arrow on his toy bow. "Maybe if jiejie eats them, then she can be strong on her own and I don't have to protect her!"

"Maybe. But why do you keep peeling them for her?"

Feng Xin's voice mellows, as sincere as a 3 year old can, but he responds without missing a beat. "I really like peeling oranges for jiejie."

Shen Wangxi I don't deserve our son, Feng Yang thinks.

...more to come 🤭

#IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I DIDNT MEAN IT TO BE #but its so tragic...#I SAY AS IF I DIDNT WRITE THIS AU MYSELF #im evil and i will never apologize for it #fx once heard from sl that an orange calmed him down when he was a baby #so he decides ON HIS OWN to try to peel oranges for his sis whenever she is 'upset' ie: isnt treating him well #he sucks at it at first but he learns... and for some reason sl never really forces him to stop... so he keeps doing it #its the only thing she has left of her mother when they used to peel oranges for each other when it was just the 2 of them #oh and at the start of the dialogue shen liang gets harassed for having foreign blood bc they arent from xianle #but bbie fx has had enough and wants to 'find the boys (not 'men' he is adamant about this part) that hit his jiejie and go and beat em up'#<-his own words #basically i love bby fx #oc shen liang #oc feng yang #oc shen wangxi #fx backstory au

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kirbyddd · 1 year

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#school rumble #i could write an essay on it #actually i have #one of the most powerful stories ever written gah it drives me crazy that it comes in such a strange package #the story so powerful the animation team rejected the manga's bs to give the characters the finale they deserved #even though they were forced to retcon it in the final 2 episodes to push for another season #literally they just end the story on episode 19 and hard pivot to movie parody skits/vacation specials for the rest of the episodes #it's magical #until the episode 25 does the ''ohhh nooo they forgot the whole thing and put us right back where we started uh oh whoops''#''awww looks like we're gonna have to have another season''#literally #anyway if i ever start feeling emotions im probably going to start school rumble posting and never stop #schoolrum's so stupid you can only appreciate it emotionally #it's not like nichijou where theres still all this artistry and richness you can still engage with if youre cut off heartwise #i didnt even have emotions when i first watched it but it was still powerful enough to make a visceral impact #but at this point im just too far gone i need a bit of heartspace before i can have any chance of actually registering any of it again #<- finally caved and posted a schoolrum rant after like 5 and a half years on here #its the kind of series that lurks forgotten for years at a time #until one day it jumps out and grabs you and refuses to let go until you rewatch it again #best dub in history btw you didnt know english localization and voice acting could be this good #knocks the original japanese out of the park and truly ties everything together #nichijou japanese and school rumble english are the two best animation dubs of all time

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aria0fgold · 3 months

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Glittering Red Rose

Akira wasn't really expecting anything all that exciting from his trip outside of Shibuya, perhaps just the usual of walking around the streets and alleyways, finding new stores to shop at or even eavesdroppi— accidentally listening in on bystanders talking nearby. It was just the usual routine of killing time while waiting for the most anticipated day after stealing the treasure of their target, in this instance, waiting for the day Medjed “cleanses the world.” Although it wasn't Medjed that the Phantom Thieves of Hearts stole the treasure of. It was someone else, one who is more than skilled enough to stop such a large hacker group.

So here they are waiting for Futaba to recover, specifically here Akira is climbing the stairs of a random building he snuck into all while carrying a bag that has a cat poking his head out. It wasn't for any particular reason, aside from the fact that they heard a commotion nearby and wanted to have a better look only to be stopped by the overwhelming number of police officers surrounding the perimeter. So what other way to have a better view of the situation but on a tall building's rooftop?

“That was the first time I've seen so many cops around a single area, what do you think they were after?” Morgana tilted his head, curious and excitement evident in his voice.

“Hmm… Not sure.” Akira mumbled as he neared the top of the stairs.

“They must be even worse than a mafia boss like Kaneshiro. I bet if the Phantom Thieves stole the treasure of someone like that, our popularity will soar!”

Akira chuckled at the thought of that, their popularity were already steadily rising thanks to targeting an elusive mafia boss that even the police were struggling to capture, but if they targeted someone even worse than Kaneshiro, their fame will surely skyrocket then.

With that thought in mind, Akira's steps grew a bit lighter, excited to see exactly who was at the center of all those cops, he pushed the rooftop door open, it was already slightly ajar.

He wasn't really expecting anything all that exciting from his trip, he especially, wasn't expecting to see anyone eye-catching when he pushed that door. It was strange to see it already open, but perhaps an employee simply forgot to securely close it, or perhaps another person saw the commotion and had the same idea as Akira to enter a tall building to have a better view of it.

But instead, Akira stood frozen in place as he stared at the person standing near the edge of the roof. They had their back to him, wearing a white suit, a top hat, and a cape flowing in the wind. They held a small gem above their head, holding it up to the moon illuminating the scene from above. It felt magically, almost enough to take Akira's breath away, even Morgana made sure to stay silent as they watched the other person closely.

The few seconds that passed felt like minutes, the other person then glanced back, they wore a monocle on their right eye with their lips forming a proud smirk.

“I didn't expect to have an audience here.” The person spoke, it sounded like the voice of a boy, perhaps even the same age as Akira.

He walked towards them with a confident stride, as if the entire world was a stage, he was the star of the show, and Akira was merely an audience member randomly called to the stage.

The person stopped just inches in front of him, he bowed, one that is usually done by butlers, then with a simple flick of his wrist, a red rose appeared in his hand.

“Unfortunately, the show is already over. However, you're free to attend the next, whenever that may be.”

As if in a trance, Akira mindlessly reached for the rose as the other person walked by him. And as if breaking that a trance, Akira looked back, only thing to see the mysterious person had already disappeared.

“W-who was that?!” It was then that Morgana finally spoke, with his voice helping to completely bring Akira back to reality.

“R-right?!” He said in a rather confused panic, looking at the rose and back at where that person vanished.

“Hey, wait!” Morgana jumped on Akira's shoulder, “There's something sparkling in that rose!”

Akira closely inspected the flower, right at the middle of it is a small gem, the very same one that the other person held up to the moon. It was also then that the two heard some loud thundering noises seemingly getting closer to their location.

“Do you think that the cops from downstairs already found out about that guy being in this building?” Morgana quickly went back inside the bag, “Akira, this is bad! We gotta get out of here before they see us! Otherwise they might think we're the ones that stole that gem!”

Akira nodded, he planned on leaving the gem along with the rose on the rooftop but instead chose to leave only the gem after a moment's hesitation, keeping the rose for himself. It was a good thing, that he came here today.

#ariawrites #persona 5 #akira kurusu #magic kaito #magic kaito 1412 #kaitou kid #look i only ever managed to finish up till futaba's arc today so yea #also i didnt expect this to get this long yall i was expecting smth shorter #id like to apologize in advance that the first writing ive ever done in 2024 is a joker x kaitou kid (akira/ren x kaito) oneshot #it will unfortunately happen again #also like halfway into writing this i realized... i can only accurately write morgana yall but i was like... alrdy in too deep to stop #why only morgana? well idk either but writing morgana's dialogue in this was easier than writing kaito's which was the hardest one #i cant believe im starting my february with one of the rarest rarepairs there is #jokid

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just-eyris-things · 9 months

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Vent post. Because i feel like kicking a hornets' nest.

Honestly im just tired of how people will call someone ignorant/uneducated and will go for the throat for every little thing, while they themselves say shit like pierogis all the time. If you're going to point fingers at others, you yourself should be without fault.

The question is... can you?

#im just so tired of all the shit that i constantly see on the internet #ARTIST CANCELLED BECAUSE THEY DIDNT DRAW SOMETHING PERFECTLY #or ARTIST CANCELLED BECAUSE THEY USED A DIFFERENT COLOUR PALETTE #ARTIST CANCELLED BECAUSE THEIR IDEA OF A FICTIONAL CHARACTER ISN'T UP TO FANDOM'S STANDARDS #i bet other people also get shit like that all the time #for example my friend is a writer and he just happens to be a cisguy and whenever i mentioned it to people #they would instantly start saying that they are sure he writes shit like she breasted boobily down the stairs #or i remember how i got told off for making trahearne lives au because apparently #messing with canon is just as bad as falsifying information in history books #just stop for the love of whatever's devine #this has been boiling in me for so long i cant even express it #sorry for going off in the tags in case you decided to read them #peace out imma go and read a book and touch grass #finally its green and soft again after so many rains and storms so it will be a nice chilling time outside #oh btw proper plural is pierogi without the s. singular is pieróg. you want to add s - say pierógs #ngl that pierogi-pierogis is one of my biggest pet peeves #like i wont be stabbing you over it or throw a tantrum and i will just move on with my day i have better things to do in general than #than throwing fits and also im not omniscient myself #like i dont know all the words in english and my german knowledge is very scarce #so i in no way demand others know about pierogis #just give people some room to breathe for gods sake #ok ok ok i think im overwriting this and i cant edit tags on phone so now fr im gonna go and enjoy outside and watch the squirrels

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theygender · 4 months

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I need to finish my tasks so I can be done with work for the day but I'm just starting back up on my meds after being off of them for a while bc I was sick and taking medicine that would have had a bad interaction with them and now my brain is not working. I couldn't remember if this specific medication had any negative effects starting up but apparently it does and that negative effect is "reduces brain processing power to 1 KB"

#why do depression meds that actually work give me such a shitty time when i first start on them #my first depression meds (lexapro) didnt actually do anything for me but stop me from having nightmares #my second depression meds (paxil) made me have frequent panic attacks for like the first two weeks #my third depression meds (mirtazapine) made me extremely irritable for the first few weeks (this was worse than the panic attacks imo)#and now with this one (buproprion) i couldnt remember if there were any negative reactions when i first started on them #but apparently thats bc the negative reactions in question are 'cant fucking rember'#like its a fucking struggle to even remember what im doing from one moment to the next tbh #and im making so. many mistakes. and im trying to doublecheck my work to catch any mistakes but im doublechecking it with the Same Brain #like. the brain that is actively not working. that one #i need to write a thing and its due todayyyy so i really need to finish it before i can leave but my brain is disconnected from the server!#and i dont know what to do about that :(#rambling

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guiltandrecourse · 8 days

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a crisp 1/3 of the first chapter of this fic . god help me

#its lark/grant yippee #how is it still this bare bones after MONTHS?#the writing fairy didnt write my fic for me blame her #ive been working on this stupid fuckin (affectionate) series since december #started with the last fic bc i am very intelligent and im halfway thru and it is 10k already #will i ever shut the fuck up #but im like. i should write it all before i post but i fear we will be in limbo until the end of time #and like i forgot that doing a masters degree is actually really time consuming and hard #shocked and appalled #n e way i will stop yapping now #u see why all the fics r so needlessly long i just can’t stop talking fjfkfk #postsandrecourse

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minijenn · 11 months

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Ok but no fuckin lies Link carrying Zelda out of the water at the end of ToTK is singlehandedly The Zelink Vibes Ever

#god #i didnt start crying until that moment right then and then i couldnt stop #it got even worse when she said link im home #fuccccck man im so normal about these two idiots #totally not gonna write an angsty fic with zelink at the heart of it hhhh #shut up shut uppppp #loz spoilers #totk #tears of the kingdom #totk spoilers

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cerealmonster15 · 5 months

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Support Comes in All Sizes [Twst fic] [Trey&Cater]

Summary: Trey wants Cater to know that he's there to support him, when or if Cater's ever ready to talk.

Wordcount: 475

[Ao3 Link]

“You’re back early,” Trey comments as Cater walks through the door to their shared dormitory space.

Cater greets him back with a bit of a startled jump, but a quick recovery. “Oh! Hey, Trey; I didn’t know you’d be in. You workin’ on some Vice Housewarden paperwork?”

He walks over to where Trey sits at his desk and positions himself behind the chair so he can peer over Trey’s shoulder.

“Yeah, just checking something over for Riddle - not that I really need to, of course, but Riddle -”

“Insisted you follow protocol to a T, huh?” Cater finishes Trey’s statement with a grin. “Aren’t you the most dutifully diligent secretary?”

Trey snorts out a laugh and shakes his head. “Yeah, yeah… Really, though, why are you back so early? Usually you like to stay out late on the weekends when you have plans. Did something happen on your date?”

He turns in his chair and tries to meet Cater’s eye, but Cater has already turned away and walks over to flop onto his back on his own bed.

“Oh, y’know,” Cater waves a noncommittal hand in the air with one hand and pulls out his phone with the other. “We just weren’t really, like… vibing, I guess? It’s no biggie, really, but now Cay-Cay’s gonna be BORED all night with NO plans!”

He sighs for dramatic effect, eyes locked onto his phone as he scrolls a little too fast to reasonably digest any of the content passing by.

Trey doesn’t speak for a while, but keeps his eyes on Cater.

Cater pretends not to see.

Trey pretends in turn that he doesn’t notice Cater’s refusal to answer his unasked questions. He doesn’t comment on the way Cater has angled his face just enough in the opposite direction to obscure his full expression from Trey’s line of sight.

They’re well into their second year at NRC. They’ve been roommates and friends as long as they’ve known each other. Trey feels more at ease with Cater than anyone else at the school.

But, Cater…

“Cater.”

“...What’s up?” Cater’s reply is slow, and he is still refusing to look across the room.

“Do you want to go check out that cafe you were talking about this morning?”

Cater sits up slowly, but finally looks over. “Oh, for realsies? You KNOW I’m not gonna pass up an opportunity to go scope out the latest hotspot!”

The next thing Trey knows, Cater’s crossed the room and is tugging on his arm to pull him out of the chair. “C’mon, c’mon- they’re not open super late, so we’ve gotta motor if we wanna make it in time!”

Trey laughs, putting his papers aside and rising to his feet. “Alright, alright, I’m coming.”

Cater finally meets Trey’s eyes as they reach the door, and he smiles.

They go together, as they always do.

#cereal writes #twisted wonderland #twst #cater diamond #trey clover #a flash fic i wrote in one sitting after having an idea in the shower and didnt edit #just spitting it out onto the internet nothing too crazy here #i started talking too much in the notes of the fic kfjlsejfkel forcibly stopping myself from rambling bc i need to GO TO BED!!!!#but i had to write this to get it out immediately #maybe it's nothing but in my brain theres. /I/ know what i mean kjlfejksljfl #OK OK OK STOP TYPING NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#sorry if theres typos i did NOT check!!!

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