#im kinda confused but i hope this is good

[zizemakingthebed]

All Because I Liked A Girl.

Part 2.

Warning: death threats, panic attack (?), lmk if i missed anything!

A/N: still kinda short anyway but yeah here it is. english isn't my first language so pls pls i hope u guys can understand t____t love u guys sm xoxo

Part 1.

🇵🇸 Daily click.

You keep your phone on screen after you saw those comments on school's blog. You couldn't tell what's happening right now, too many comments made you so hard to search the problem. You bring that thing to everywhere; kitchen, living room, porch, or even to the bathroom.

It's been two hours since you woke up and you haven't showered yet. You were too focused on your school's blog. You sit on your dining chair with a cup of water in front of you, fingers still scrolling and searching.

'Why there's so much bad comments towards me? Why do people keep mentioning Ellie and Anne in between my name?'

You keep asking the same question in your head. You have no idea. Because, oh really, what the fuck is happening right now? You didn't even do anything wrong before!

And you stopped scrolling when you saw Anne's post.

11 hours ago

@annel1se-torres

oh.. i think.. people should be know about a girl who just stole someone's girlfriend, yeah? been hiding this for months but i guess today is the right time to tell you all. aaanddd this isn't about a gossip at all since it was happened to me:)

i would never understand why did she still can smile so brightly after she stole my gf, oops, i mean.. my ex. sorry my bad ;(

there's no girls supporting girls when the one have NO SHAME 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

anyway, have a good night everyone! <3

You froze. You figured out that her post was the problem of all those bad comments, and that post finally answered your curiosity.

Who doesn't know about Anne, though? Everyone knew her as an 'IT GIRL' or something like that on your school. She was dated with Ellie back then and broke up 5 months ago. Everyone always praising her like she's the perfect one, no one could replace her. Good grades, good looking, good personality. Oh, she got them all.

You were confused. It was 5 months ago, you started talking with Ellie 3 months ago, and started dating with her a month after that. There's a little big gap between their relationship with yours, right? Why did she bring up about that and saying that you stole Ellie?

Did she really talking about you? Or you were just overanalyzing? Absolutely not. She haven't been in relationship after her break up with Ellie. If the post wasn't about you and Ellie, then who?

People in her comments section were shading you and even mentioning YOUR NAME.

@bracchiosoreuzz

I THINK I KNOW WHO ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT :0 her name starts with * right?

@annel1se-torres replied

@brachhiosoreuzz girl i know you're smart but shh 🤫

@butter-cheese777

i fucking agree w you anne, no girls supporting girls when the one have NOOO SHAAAMEEE FOR STEALING SOMEONE'S GIRLFRIEND!

@rainawastinghertime

lmfao, she's ugly tho why did ellie accept her to be her girlfriend? ugh she's not worthy to be compared with you, girl

@77-s18

ugly bitch always steal everything

@plhrmc

she should be dead fr i don't care what anyone says

@dont-lookat-m33 replied

@plhrmc hey delete that, you're going too far

@dont-lookat-m33

are you sure that she stole ellie from you? i mean, they started dating like around three months after your break up. think again, anne. im on your side if they were dating a week after the break up. she's already getting a death threat because of your post. not everything should be about you though.

@77-s18 replied

@dont-lookat-m33 guys it's her!!! use your real account you loser XD

You shouldn't have seen those comments, you should've just see the post. Those comments were worst than the first you saw before. The way Anne replied their comments, and didn't even care about the others. What's her actual problem with you? You both were never interacting before. All you know is Anne's post was absolutely a lie because you didn't even care abour her or thinking about her when you talking to Ellie for the first time until you dating with her.

It was your first time getting really really bad comments and death threats. You were definitely scared. Firstly they said they'll spit on you on Monday morning if you show up, and now they wishing you dead.

You can't stop scrolling and reading the comments, it gets worse. God, they made you scared to death. Your body starts to shaking, your hands too. You hold your tears.

Your phone buzzed when you were about to see more comments on Anne's post. Lauren calls you again.

"Hey, I just found the–"

"Lau, I.." You couldn't talk, words suddenly disappeared. Lauren can hear your breath, and you were panting. "I saw those comments. They–"

Lauren went silent, she took a deep breath, "Would you close the blog right now? Please?" Now she sounds more softer than the last call you had with her.

You nod slightly.

You swear to God, you can't hold your tears anymore. You were too scared, scared of what will happen next. What if they really spit on you? What if they give you a disgusting stare on you? And what if—

Then you cried.

You hear Lauren's voice from the call, "I'll be there in five minutes. Just sit there where you are and don't go to somewhere else." And she hang up.

Of course you're not going to anywhere. Your feet were limp, you couldn't do anything except crying.

Your phone screen was on, you can see the notifications on the screen there.

messages request from ssalxxxx

god i really hope you the worst

she's dating with you because she just wanted to make anne jealous

poor girl

messages request from qwrtxxxx

ellie was never happy with you and anne is better than you, girlie

i'll be waiting for your funeral 💘

You shut your eyes, you don't want to see it. But hey, remember that curiosity killed the cat.

messages from els <33

babe are you okay??

taglist: @backedbeansh

#⋆˚࿔ zizemakingthebed 𝜗𝜚˚ #ellie williams angst #ellie williams x reader angst #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #tlou2 #lesbian

[lace-coffin]

Hi im that person that asked for the stufed toy thing and oh my god i loved it so much i loved everything and onece your requests are open sorry im asking while they are shut i had this sudden idea for a request sorry😭😭 ive also kinda got 2 ideas soooo sorry😅

But like a reader that is obsessed with drawing and loved to draw cute and sweet drawings to give to asa to do with their hyper fixation or every time they are with him they start ranting to him about it or them i dont know but he would be so educated on their hyper fixation unless its bugs then he would already know everything haha

Or idea 2

The reader likes to lick things randomly for no particular reason they just like to do it or they love physical touch and cant get enough of it always cuddling with asa at night as close as they can and just imagine them cuddling and they just lick him then he just gets confused that would be so funny to imagine😭😭

Or the reader for the same type of thing as the plushie one but instead music to calm them down and they would have like a tiny crying fit for their headphones bc i have had alot of meltdowns over not having my headphones its crazy i love your writing so much hope u have a good day❤️

Asa Emory x Autistic!Gn!Reader with a new hyperfixation

Requests are open!

Hi I hope you like this! I totally crammed my last two fixations into this < 3

Call Asa old but he wasn’t exactly up to date on video games. He defiantly was now at least, not that he had much choice. You were always flipping between interests, intensely talking and interacting with one topic for weeks or months at a time and then switching to another that catches your interest. It’s been Sonic The Hedgehog for atleast 3 weeks now.

He didn’t exactly picture his desk to be filled with pictures of anthropomorphic hedgehogs but here he is, he kinda signed up for this when he stuffed you into the trunk, knowingly or not. As long as you’re happy then he’s happy, even if he thinks you’re spending a little too much time on that GameCube you begged him to bring to hotel..

A few weeks pass and it’s now the Saw franchise. Victims being “tested” in disgusting gory traps by a man that fancies himself to be god? This is more up to his speed..pun unintended.

A series of excited knocks sound from the door of your masters workroom. Stretching his taught shoulders and neck he takes inventory of his aching muscles, he supposes he can take a break to spend some time with his puppy. Slumping back in the chair and swinging it to face to door Asa calls you in. “Enter”

Keeping your eyes pinned to the floor until given further permission you enter the room, shuffling over to drop to your knees in front of your owner, waiting for the order. The currently unmasked man drinks in your appearance, oversized jumper falling to sit on your neatly pressed together thighs and the collar he places on you every morning slightly twisted, the tag not where it should be.

“Eyes up pet” he says firmly, snapping his fingers to emphasise the point. Jumping a little at the suddenness you snap your eyes up to meet a fond look on master’s face, you relax a little, letting out a sigh.

Shuffling to prop his chin up with his fist in interest, Asa continues.

“What can I do for you pet?”

Visibly perking up and practically vibrating on the wooden floor you push the paper into Asa’s face, defiantly too close, there’s no way he can actually see it like that. Realising this you settle to put it in his lap and stare back at him hopefully.

“I drew more pictures! I wanted you to see..” you reply a little shy, suddenly realising how loud and excitable you had been, insecurity creeping in. Asa recognises you shrinking in on yourself and tuts. “Can I see, cricket?” He adds softly, prompting you to show him what you’ve been working on, he never wants you to feel ashamed about you’re passions even if you’ve been taught in the past to ‘tone it down’

Asa wants all of you, he accepted that from the moment he hoisted you into the box, to the moments when he firmly settles the collar around your throat every morning.

Soft smile settling onto your face you hand over the paper, not ignoring the way your knuckles brush against your masters during the exchange.

You wait with baited breath as he looks the paper over, you know he would never say anything demeaning about your art but you can’t help feel a little anxiety when letting someone in on something special to you. Todays drawing is a rough sketch of your for a saw trap, it’s grisly and frankly disgusting, you don’t envy anyone that would end up strapped down and desperate on the other end of it. Obviously you have no need for a contraption like that, but it’s only an (admittedly) sick fantasy.

After flicking through the diagrams and reading the notes as best he can (it’s not your fault he can’t read you’re handwriting well 🙄) a strange look crosses his face..it’s almost like you can see the cogs working in his brain. this could either be fantastic or a disaster, Asa isn’t one to do things half assed, it’s always all or nothing.

“Can I use this?” The silence is suddenly broken, his sclera eyes raising to meet your own, not any less eerie than when hidden behind his mask.

A strange feeling begins to pool in your stomach, should you feel exited? Proud that he wants to use your plans? Or disgusted? Sick to your stomach that the plans you never envisioned actually coming to fruition will be used to torture some poor individual? Unsure how to feel or respond you stare back at him, lips slightly parted as if trying to muster something up.

“These are wonderful cricket, they may need a little tinkering to make them functional but regardless this design is…fascinating.” A sickly sweet smile sits on your masters lips as he hands the paper back to you, ruffling your hair and placing a chaste kiss to the crown of your head.

Stunned and with a pit in your stomach you nod dumbly, leaning into the affection and practically purring. The idea that you’ve just essentially sentenced someone to their painful and unethical demise is soul crushing…but also a little thrilling? Has your owner really rubbed off on you this much? It’s not like you don’t know what he does day in and day out but it’s never been this..personal.

Asa slaps his knees (like the old man he is) and rolls back over to the desk, pushing away his current projects and random hardware to make room for your (his) new trap.

“Can you bring me the paper please, doll?. I would like to get started as soon as possible.”

Shaking off the ever building dread you pull yourself up, a little unsteady due to the burning in your thighs from sitting in one position so long. Placing the paper on his desk you stare back at him, waiting for further instruction. you’re not sure when he ended up ingraining that response into your mind but at this point it’s not worth questioning, it’s not hard to see that the pair of you are living in your own little world outside of normal society by now.

“You’re welcome to either sit by me as I work and give input considering it’s you’re design or you may sit on your bed and wait for me to finish”

You glance over at the cushy pet bed across the room from Asa’s desk…a lay down does sound ideal right now, maybe a nap will help clear your head? Or swallow the guilt.

“I’m gonna lay down sir, maybe nap a little, promise I won’t snore and distract you” you tease, giggling and feeling a little better in yourself.

Asa huffs out a chuckle at your joke. “I’ll be sure you don’t little bug.” He says, smiling gently at you. You turn to leave before being stopped in your tracks.

“One more thing, pet”

Cool gloved hands slide around your neck making you shiver at the contact, the small misplaced silver tag is slid back into its original place, proudly stating your name and owner on the front like a brand.

“There we go, much better”

Blushing a little you thank your owner and wonder off to the dog bed, curling up and lazily watching him work from afar.

#slashers #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #writing #asa emory #asa emory x reader #my writing #the collection #slasher fucker #slasher hcs #slasher horror #horror fan #horror

[koszmarnybudyn]

The kids will some day be fine.

Cw. Blood on the second picture:

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #my art #normal oak #link li wilson #taylor swift dndads #scary marlowe #i think this came out great #i just enjoy drawing the teens as cuddling im pretty sure i drew basiclly this like thrice now #also listening to sophmore slump and its so so good like sooo good #cw blood #oh also an obligatory wtnv refrence with waiting for the bus in the rain waiting for the bus in the rain #oh also i started not quite dead (frustrating at times pretty decent backround noise tho and needs more fics) #and the orbiting human circus (julian desrves so many hugs i am so so confused reminds me of fairytales and stories from my childhood tho) #and im slowly getting thru hazbin hotel (not as good as i hoped some of the songs are bangers tho kinda cringe a lot unfortunetly tho)

[catboyidia]

Hii! Your hcs are lovely and I like how you portray everyone. If it's okay with you, can I ask for some ASG hcs with Angeal and Sephiroth managing to make Genesis blush? I think it wouldn't be an easy feat so the times they do it is remarkable for everyone hehe

ahdjdj tysm anon! :) omg i’ve never actually thought about it, but now that i do i definitely think it would be a bit of a rarer sight! you are so right!

instances in which i think angeal and sephiroth can make/have made genesis blush:

- since he admired sephiroth when he was younger, it probably would’ve been a bit easier for sephiroth to make him blush closer to when they first met, primarily whenever sephiroth would give him any form of praise while they trained together

- any time they show genesis any form of soft/sweet innocent intimacy!!! angeal gently kissing genesis on the head, sephiroth lazily holding and cuddling him early in the morning, the occasional moments where they’ll both whisper sweet nothings to genesis, anything along those lines i believe would have genesis as red as his coat

- over time when sephiroth had started opening up more and started trying to show his love and affection towards genesis in any way he knew how, i think it would’ve gotten to genesis, especially the small little things, despite the slight awkwardness in how sephiroth would go about it at first

- he is very used to being the center of attention, but he’s almost always the one that draws the attention to himself, so he can’t handle it when sephiroth and angeal center him themselves, especially when they tease him and get all lovey-dovey about him

- because of angeal’s circumstances growing up, he doesn’t see the value in getting generic expensive gifts, so ever since him and genesis were young he would get genesis small little things here and there, and because genesis was raised basically the opposite in a wealthy family, he absolutely cherished those small gifts! and it evolved as they grew up to angeal giving genesis bigger gifts, but they were things he would work his ass off for! and though he’ll never admit it, the fact that angeal would go through that kind of trouble just for him means the world to him, especially because the gifts are far and few in between

- whenever angeal or sephiroth brings up something genesis likes or has mentioned before, it makes genesis feel so special because it means they actually care enough to listen to him, its something so small but makes him feel so loved

- generally any time they offer any kind of reassurance, praise, or compliment to genesis in a way that makes him feel genuinely loved, cared for, and accepted really!!! i feel like being accepted while being himself in any capacity by the people he loves will never cease to mean everything to him make him feel flustered

- not an instance in which they make him blush, but after they manage to get him to blush: i would just really like to think that if one of them manages to do it while the other isn’t paying attention, they’ll nudge each other or try to silently get each other’s attention so they can point out genesis’ blush! almost in the way people do when a cat does something cute and they wanna show someone else without distracting the cat! and i think that it takes a while for genesis to stop blushing once he starts, so angeal and sephiroth will start teasing him about it, which only makes it worse

#overall i think its just about the really soft small things!!! which in turn is rarer moments for all of them to get #i’ll be entirely honest i kinda confused myself somewhere along the way so i really hope this is along the lines of what you wanted! #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #crisis core #asg #angeal x genesis x sephiroth #angeal hewley #genesis rhapsodos #sephiroth #completely unrelated but omg why are ppl so sweet when sending me asks 😭 everyone is so kind! #it always makes me smile! especially since its always compliments on things im worried that ive gotten wrong or i dont think im good at! <3

[batz]

i think my problem with the current state of gorillaz is that its like. Too fanservice-y? like idk plastic beach was definitely like a Lot of fanservice a Lot of angst and melodrama but it was a Lot more bearable than whatevers happening during cracker island

but i still dont rlly know why i dislike the story to cracker island and song machine for the same reasons i Liked plastic beach :\

#frank.txt #im honestly confused n think abt it a lot whwnever i have Gorillaz On Da Brain #tbh i disliked song machines story but its a Good album like i feel like the music kinda saved it for me #but i have low hopes for cracker island bc silent running and . the song cracker island are like the Only songs i like so far #i rlly hope i like oil... a good stevie nicks moment... #u know the worst part? im gonna buy cracker island on vinyl like. regardless of my opinions on it LMAO #u kno its a special interest tht i love n cherish dearly when im jst a Huge fuckn hater abt it #gorillaz

[tendebill]

update: i am becoming more and more sick as we speak

#kinda makes sense tbh considering ive allegedly been around two sick people for like a week now #and by allegedly i mean definitely #but still picture me doing the shocked pikachu face #or like the confused tom from tom and jerry face #whichever you prefer #anyway yippie if i get worse im not gonna go to school and im gonna get some work done maybe unless i collapse #like maybe i could wrap myself in a blanket and take my tablet and work on the posters in peace or draw ocs or work on my- #animation assignment some more #finally a good excuse to stay home #and im only half joking #if i still could do school online i would #not having to use public transit saves me so much time and energy #anyway hoping i dont wake up tomorrow dying but also i will embrace that possibility if it comes #but also i could force myself to go to school even if im sick and push thru #but also like maybe i dont want to make other people sick?? #anyway #personal

[popponn]

ੈ✩‧₊˚༺ hi ༻ੈ✩‧₊˚ it's been a while huh ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

#babblings #now to check notifs and inboxes and etc #im (probably. kinda.) back on my bullshit hope u miss me #...i dont really have an excuse. but uh. #writers block + straight up terrible no good very bad time + marathoning every series possible from canon to fanon materials + rls + etc #all those turn out in inactivity & unproductivity & feeling like human personification of a burnt fish that is sticky stale and raw inside #what a surprise. but hey i am back <3 probably really. maybe. im trying at least. #...i have a feeling i will either be happy or confused. i believe in u nice tumblr babygirls (gender neutral)

[angelicpawz]

Hello again! Haven't requested a userbox in a long while. Is it okay if I may please get a blue and black userbox, with a picture of generation one Frankie Stein (Monster High) that says "This user is a Frankie Stein fictionkin", as well as

A pink and blue userbox with a picture of generation three Lagoona Blue (Monster High) that says "This user is a Lagoona Blue fictionkin"? Thank you!

- @batsbolts-andfangs

#˚₊‧꒰ა userboxes ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ #nice to hear from u! #i like to talk in my tags now bcs it makes my posts neaaat #hope ur doing good n livin ur authentic life!! #im so sorry if i got ur generations wrong #mh gens confuse me #going in with confidence that i’m right #ofc i will remake em if im wrong tho js shoot me a dm!! #monster high #userboxes #otherkin #fictionkin #alterhuman #fictkin #monster high fictionkin #kinda felt like id done frankie justice but i was a bit wary of lagoona #im so sorry if these r wrong ahdhdhdb #˚₊‧꒰ა otherkin ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

[scattered-winter]

yknow I think the core of my problems rn is the fact that I never thought I'd live long enough to have to make all these big life decisions

#like. as a kid i never really daydreamed abt college or careers or whatever because i genuinely didnt think i'd be alive to experience them #and idk. knowing that ive outlived my own expectations for myself kinda helps contextualize all this shit im dealing with rn #like obviously it sucks. i dont know what im doing or where im going or what i want to be and its scary and confusing and frustrating. #but its also. kind of liberating too. in a way #because im Alive to be worrying about this shit. which is more than young me ever thought i would do #and idk. i think that speaks for itself. #life sucks rn and im not having a good time because i thought i would be dead by the time i graduated high school #but by god i WASNT dead by the time i graduated high school and im not dead now. and i dont intend to be any time soon. #tonight's existential crisis is a mixture of crisis and hope i guess <3 #winter speaks #personal #tw suicide mention #<- not really but just in case #im not even sure what im trying to say im just thinking ig #goodnight <3

[princekirijo]

What are some of Spiderfiend's enemies that you haven't talked about yet?

Oh that's a good question actually I haven't mentioned Fiend in a while!

So Spiderfiend currently has three major enemies that are gonna be part of three separate story arcs (hypothetical story arcs mind you I don't plan on doing anything with this at the moment). I don't have it all like ironed out but here's a pretty simple breakdown of the three main ones:

The first one is Doctor Octopus (Doc Ock for short), her real name being Odelia Octavius, who just so happens to be a) the founder of Ock Tech and b) Prince's adoptive mother. She is specifically the founder of Ock Tech she doesn't technically work there anymore but she kinda pops in from time to time (she has a secret lab/base whatever there). She also just so happens to be the person who created the modified spider that bit Fiend. When Spiderfiend first started showing up she immediately suspected that it was her spider that must have bit them because not only did his powers match some of the ones that she had been researching with the spider (stuff like increased agility and accelerated healing) but also she had gotten reports from her close lab partner that the spider was missing.

As for her role in the story she is ultimately Spiderfiend's main enemy, and it like a huge presence in all three arcs for obvious reasons. I don't have any major plot points like set for her yet, but I've got like... vague ideas. As for if she knows who Fiend is, the short answer is yes she is aware. Yes she still doesn't hold back when fighting him. Yes she loves him. It's pretty damn complicated 💀

The second one and probably the most fleshed out one and the one I'm most excited about is Mysterio! Mysterio becomes Prince's main enemy in either arc 1 or 2 depending on how they go. His real name is currently the same as the comics, Quentin Beck, and he's a VFX artist turned chemistry teacher. When he starts out as Mysterio he's just stealing stuff for the sake of it (he's a very arrogant guy and believes to be a master of the arts who should be respected and feared) but as he encounters Fiend he becomes more and more obsessed with fighting him and becoming a real threat not too dissimilar to the Spot now that I think about it.

Once he finds out that Fiend is actually using the power of a demon he seeks out a demon to make a pact with so he can finally match him in terms of power. The demon he seeks out is a rival of Mordred, Prince's demon buddy, currently named Mephisto but that could change. Mephisto specializes in illusion which suits Mysterio perfectly ofc. The reason why I picked Mysterio to be one of Prince's main villains is because I thought of all the classic Spiderman villains Mysterio would really lend himself to a demon powered foe? If that makes sense? Basically my brother suggested I should have the villains be powered/be actual demons and I really liked the idea so that's what's happening here. With Mysterio's new powers he's a much more powerful threat and he uses it to really mess with Prince's head :] literally makes him lose his mind :] which ends in fun times :]

The final one then is of course Norman Osborn aka Green Goblin. I kinda felt I had to include him because he's so cool and iconic! Like Mysterio he is gonna have demon powers as well but my idea for him is that unlike Prince and Mysterio who channel their respective demon buddies powers, Norman straight up fuses with his to become the Green Goblin (then he can like switch between forms). I have some ideas about him but I'll keep them to myself for now, just cause I'm still unsure about them.

#asks #latenitewaffles #koopa bro #oc tag #spiderfiend #this was fun thanks dude #i missed fiend good to think about him again #hes my spidersona for anyone confused lol #and yeah hope these explanations make sense! #something i realized while typing this out is that i am very invested in family relationships in media particular parent and child dynamics #so thats kinda where the doc stuff is coming from! and it'll come into play with norman too between norman and harry #although idk what im doing with harry as of now lol #but yeah! #im also like super excited about the mysterio stuff tbfh i have a lot cooking #im taking his illusion powers to the max and i am HURTING fiend LMAO #he is going to go through the horrors #im leaning towards that stuff being arc 2 cause then its like all was going well til it wasnt #i didnt get to talk about lesser villains like lizard who is literally a demon lizard #or the demons in general who break into the real world from the demon realm #but they're all like side characters fillers whatever u get me #these three are just the main ones #so uh yeah hope you like em sorry i was a bit vague with some of these! i just like to have more concrete stuff before i start saying thing #and dear god i hope this makes sense i am too lazy to check for spelling mistakes coherence whatever

[moenmomentsthemoe-en]

WHY CANT I LIKE NORMAL ORCHESTRAL PIECES WHAT THE FUCK IS THE LITTLE IMP BY ANDRE BESANCON AND WHY ARE THERE NO OTHER RECORDINGS OTHER THAN THE CONCERT I WENT TO RAHHH

#moen thoughts #OKAY SORRY DONT MIND ME ILL STOP IN A BIT IM JUST. REVISITINF ORCHESTRAL PIECES IVE HEARD AND PERFORMED AHH #literally The Little Imp (Der Kleine Schelm ?) #its so whimsical and chaotic and was played alongside another piece that was so fucking good and moving (not in the 'wow this really #represents a specific niche topic' BUT the other piece genuinely conveyed so much stress and yearning im going crazy #AND THEN I GOT HIT BY THE LITTLE IMP THAT WAS SO FUCKING WHIMSICAL AND MESSY AND I LOVE IT #IT HAS REPETITION PATTERNS AND MESSINESS AND A FUN LITTLE. WHISTLE? DOOT?? IDK THAT ONE PERCUSSION INSTRUMENT #is it even an instrument. it has one note. its kinda like a kazoo and i am NOT KIDDING #WHY DID THAT CONCERT PULL THAT PIECE OUT OF NOWHERE AND BE THE ONLY CONCERT WHERE I CAN FIND A RECORDING OF THAT PIECE #its so . super fucking good. the piece makes me so fucking confused and my god im never going to recover #IM NOT EVEN A DIEHARD CLASSICAL MUSIC NERD WHY AM I ZEROING IN ON A CLASSICAL PIECE THAT DOESNT HAVE MUCH DIGITAL FOOTPRINT im ruined #I LOVE THIS PIECE BUT WHY IS IT SO OBSCUREEEE GODD I REALLY WANT TO LISTEN TO THE COMPOSER'S ORIGINAL INTENTION FOR THE PIECE CAUSE #Performances of pieces are mostly tweaked by the conductor since every conductor has their own interpretation #well. not all but i know that the orchestra that performed the little imp had a conductor that would interpret the piece their own way i #think #GAHH I DONT KNOW #RIPPINF HAIR OUT #I MAKE DAILY ART OF SONAS AND A FNAF ROBOT WHY AM I CURSED TO ALWAYS FOCUS ON RHE MOST OBSCURE STUFF GAHHHHH #GRABBING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS. IF YOUVE ACTUALLY READ THIS. TY AND ALSO HUH. I HOPE ITS ENTERTAINING GAHHH/GEN #I FUCKING LOVEE this piece so much it was so fucking good it IS so fucking good but I ONLY HAVE ONE RECORDING OF IT AND ITS WITH CLAPPING IM #GOING TO DO A CRIME/J #ITS SO FUCKIGNFN WHIMSICALLL #maybe i am a nerd .

[dizzybevvie]

so scared to take a stance on danganronpa bc it had major flaws and a not great fanbase but the first game is honestly not that bad in terms of themes and such and both of these opinions will get me jumped in the street

#LIKE #unincluding the generally poor writing and going ON and ON and ON and ON and ON AND ON about one topic which is definitely the worst thing #-abt it imo #Obviously the first game specifically in trial 2 has some very Not Good stuff in it (Blatant transphobia Mysogyny and Ablism) #And i domt think the game is GOOD #its Ace Attorney but edgier #there are too many characters to keep track of and the trial minigames are kinda boring at best and confusing at worst #But the first game IS all about having hope in the world and faith in your peers and I dont think it does too bad of a job of communicating #-that compared to the rest of the games writing #Im defo not a fan of Danganronpa but i dont hate it either! the writing isnt good and I FULLY understand why people have gripes with it #and the fanbase #idk i just think if you are very forgiving of its flaws its somewhat charming #ik i have some danganronpa mutuals and i do not dislike u at ALL #danganronpa #beverly says stuff

[snakeroll]

Ok so since DID mikoto is confirmed (for better or worse) can we talk about his 2nd trial song trailer where he sings about protecting someone, “i should have saved you but why are you crying”

#its still up in the air on if this is good representation #and its also not my place to say at all #but from what i know about DID alters are made to protect the person from trauma #and ive thought from the moment i heard it that this was ‘agressive’ mikoto singing about ‘confused’ mikoto #which would be genuinely kinda heartbreaking #i hope the terminology isnt offensive idk how else to refer to them #my point is that i could be convinced to vote inno if the writers can pull off the did thing #milgram #mikoto kayano #lmk if i said anything hurtful or off since im not a system

[mommypieck]

⌗︙・teaching choso female anatomy part 2 ⸜⸜・

the tension between you and choso after your last anatomy session is awkward. it's not like he's trying to avoid you, you just don't know what to say to each other, but you continue to help him with work.

"i-" choso speaks suddenly, sitting next to you on your bed, "i know that you were ready to mate the last time you tried teaching me."

his sentence caughts you off guard. you kinda hoped that he wouldn't mention it again, but also you hoped he would fuck you.

"is that so?" you ask him teasingly. you're sure yuuji probably told him some of his teenage nonsense.

"i watched some videos and i know what to do now." he says, making your eyes go wide. he watched porn? you swear you are gonna kill yuuji.

"what did you learn?"

_____

"am i doing this right?" his tongue hesitantly swipes along your juices. this is much better than just watching. to be honest, he doesn't really remember what he should touch to make you feel better. the only thing on his mind is that you are wet because of him.

"choso," you moan out when he sucks on your clit, "this was supposed to be just a lesson so you can do it to someone you like."

he doesn't care. why should he find someone else to do this to when you're already ready for him? besides, he likes spending time with you and he wouldn't even think about doing this to someone else.

he's messy with his mouth. as much as he tries to please you good, he keeps missing your clit and only focusing on your juices. he's really obsessed with your wetness. you yelp when he finds your clit again, this time giving it more attention.

"no." he whines suddently. you're confused at why he's whining suddently until you see him griding his hard cock into the bed. poor baby probably never had his cock sucked, hell he probably never had an erection.

"im sorry, y/n," he says, pulling his head out in between your legs, "i think im ready to mate too."

#jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #choso kamo x y/n #choso kamo x you #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #choso x reader

[camptw1nk]

anxiety is Hitting today like damn i just woke up lets chill

#uni starts back on monday #and i have a Lot to do #an assignment i haven't started is due on the 2nd #one week from today another assignment kinda hits the going point where we have to start making physical creations #and i still havent done sketches or anything bc i am. Not Good at sketching #the technical drawing aspect just confuses me and doesnt work w my brain at all but! its necessary to pass so! #im gonna have to rewatch old lectures and shit to try work it out #and also in 2 weeks theres an essay due that we havent even been given yet so that's. thats fun #god im exhausted #i have spent the entire break having anxiety about going back #im real hopeful that its just these classes and that next semester will be better #like i just finished a degree and i got thru 3rd year w ease but here i am first year of a new degree struggling #i think its bc this is a. hands on physical making things set of classes and thats fun! but the technical side makes no sense 2 my brain #anyway im going back to sleep idc if its 1pm and I just woke up i need me that anxiety depression nap #negative cw #ooc.

[luvrxbunny]

little spider

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader

Prompt: Innocence

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, reader knows nothing about sex or feelings of arousal, clothed clit-rubbing? cum in pants, small feelings of embarrassment (lmk if I forgot anything)

WC: 3.3k

A/N: sorry im late but im kinda proud of this one so i hope it was worth the wait! <3

Miguel didn’t think he’d end up in this position, nowhere in his wildest, most perverted fantasies did he think that this would actually be the outcome of him recruiting you but… here we are. 

You were assigned by the higher-ups to learn from him, they thought you had potential, and honestly? Miguel hated you when he met you, he felt like they were punishing him for something, that assigning him this raw recruit was just a flaunt of power. You didn't even have a suit he had to make you one, a trial suit first, to make sure all your vitals were good, to track your movements and decide what suit material would be best- or if you would have a digital one like him. 

During the weeks of his monitoring of your vitals, he began to grow a bit fond of you. You were an adorable recruit and eager to please, you were thoughtful and always gave your all, something he really appreciates. One other thing he noticed about you… your dopamine levels were elevated around him, along with your estradiol and testosterone. He ignores it when he’s writing his reports, he tells himself that he doesn’t report it because the higher-ups don't need to know, not because he knows they’d make you transfer… He should’ve requested it the first time he noticed it but the thought of you, his sweet, innocent spider, all turned on just from being around him? It ignited something in him. 

He updated your suit, saying that the data he was receiving wasn't enough, he made you wear the suit as he replaced the chip and tried to hide the smile in his voice when your spine straightened under his touch. The new chip could give him real-time tracking of all your vitals, but he set his watch to alert him anytime certain hormones spiked… estradiol and testosterone. So he conducted a little experiment over the following weeks, he’d lean into you more when you speak, holding your eye contact, he even broke out the smirk he used to use on girls when he was younger, and it worked on you. 

His watch vibrated every time he was near you, if he walked up to you, it started being an alert to when you were near, it’d go off before you’ve even approached him, he’d walk into a room and it’d go off before he even saw you. It started to have an effect on him, he started to feel a spark in his stomach every time it went off, every time he’d meet your eyes and you’d have that expression he’d grown to know so well. That weak, almost pleading- yet confused look in your eyes and the sheer panic before tearing them away from his. He started having to grip whatever was in his hands as tightly as he could to control himself when you’re breathing would stutter after he complimented you on your work. 

He started getting hard reviewing your logs after spending the day with you, watching your heart rate stay elevated, spiking along with your hormones, he can see your breathing pattern, and how irregular it is compared to when you’re not with him. How high your body temperature was… the main areas of heat. On his more weak days, he’s gotten himself off to the diagram of you, with the burning red spot between your legs as the focus of his fantasies. 

Now you’re here, avoiding his gaze as his watch vibrates like crazy. “Miguel?” He looks at you again, trying to keep his gaze neutral, hopefully, to make this a bit easier on you… and him. “Yes?” 

His voice is smooth as cocoa butter and you can feel his gaze burning into you. He started this heat inside you, one you’d never encountered before. It starts when you see him in the morning and doesn’t stop until you struggle to sleep- or at least it used to. But recently it’s been non-stop, a constant distraction that you can’t pinpoint, it feels like it’s in your hips, stomach, chest, and thighs all at once. It feels like it’s in his breath when it fans over your face, it's in his eyes when they lock with yours, and somehow on his fingertips when they brush over any part of you. You’ve spent hours a night trying to figure out what you can do about it, you’ve thought about even asking Lyla but decided the risk of her telling Miguel was far too great.  

This past week it’s just been building on it’s self, almost unbearable with Miguel’s new immersive training. He takes you away to some deserted, closed-off place and trains you with no distractions, giving you nothing to focus on other than him and forcing him to give all his attention to you. Miguel’s attention, his gaze is what causes the most… pain. That’s what it’s become, a dull, numb, thrumming at the base of your stomach, like an itch you can’t scratch that just becomes a nuisance. You couldn’t handle it anymore and if you asked Lyla she’d just tell Miguel- so why not just ask him directly? 

So here you are, avoiding his gaze because you’ve spent the entire day with him, building enough fire inside you- you don’t need to add any more. “I think…” You take a breath and turn to him a bit before forcing the words out. “There’s something wrong with me.” He puts his clipboard down, his concern, and his thick, veiny hand that comes into view piles onto the heat over-taking your bloodstream. He takes his glasses off and sits back in his chair, reaching his leg out to pull a chair beside you closer to him. You dare a glance at him and try not to collapse at his gaze, at the way his hair moves over his face for a moment as he motions for you to sit in the provided chair.

You sigh and sit down, your legs pressed tightly together, your palms resting on your thighs and your eyes focused on the back of your hands. You stay silent, your mind racing, your body warming further at the feeling of his eyes on you. “What’s wrong, little spider?” You suppress a shiver at the nickname as goosebumps rise over your skin, it’s been a problem since he picked it. “I’m hot.” The words shoot out of your mouth before you can second-guess them again. Miguel chuckles a bit, sending embarrassment through your body, sits back in his chair, and crosses his arms, prompting you to go on. 

“I can’t fix it. There’s… someone.” Miguel pretends he doesn’t notice the way your eyes flicker to him. “For some reason, something about them just- “ You pause for a moment, truly baffled by the way you feel, trying to find some way to explain it. “They just do something to me and it won’t stop.” Your words start to sound frantic, a bit panicked. Miguel leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees to examine your expression. “It’s like there's a low- like a low vibration- or a frequency? Like the ones that are so low you can barely hear but you can sorta feel them? It’s like that but- but deep inside me.”

Your eyes close and eyebrows furrow as you describe the feeling to him. He tries to keep his breathing even as he hardens uncontrollably under the suit. You don’t even realize what you’re confessing to him. “Like it’s in my bones, Miguel.” You add emphasis, your hands digging into the material of your suit before raising your head to meet his eyes, hoping he understands the state you’re in. He’s almost dizzy at the way his blood rushes to his cock. He holds your gaze and tries to convey a baffled, thoughtful expression as he tries to calm himself. 

“That’s- That’s odd. Yeah, um.” He takes a few deep breaths before sitting back again, unable to stay in your space any longer. “Do- Can you tell me who’s causing it? Perhaps it’s a side effect of their powers?” Your spine straightens and you shake your head at him gently. You twist your fingers in the fabric of your suit and your feet play with each other on the lab floor. “H-have you heard of any powers like that?” You ask him, a hopeful look in your eyes. 

Clever girl.

“No, I haven't.” He sits back, spreads his legs, and runs his hands down his thighs and back with a sigh. He holds back a smirk when his watch vibrates and he hears you take a sharp breath. “I- I don’t know what to do anymore. It- I can barely sleep.” You sound distraught, broken, and tired. He’d be the messed up one if he didn't help you… Right?

“I mean… I can try running some tests?” He offers, he keeps his tone light, trying to keep his dark desires off your radar. You perk up at his offer, already up and out of your seat, standing in front of him with a smile. He keeps his eyes on you, trying to ignore the way your scent is assaulting his nose, giving away how badly you need him. “You think we could?”

He nods and stands up, walking over to his lab table and clearing a few things. His head is already running wild with fantasies, ideas of what he could do to you, what he could teach you, how good he could make you feel. “Yeah, of course. C’mere, pequeña araña” You were already walking to him but your pace stutters and his watch vibrates when the nickname slips out. He truly didn’t mean to, he had gotten a bit too deep in his fantasies, and when your voice broke through he didn’t get fully pulled out. He’s never called you that in Spanish, not to your face at least, it’s fallen from his lips a few times before though, when he’s alone with his hand wrapped around his cock. But your reaction dissuades any fear that had shot through him before and he can’t help the smirk that makes its way on his face. 

You’re standing silently beside him, wringing your hands together and he doesn’t think you even notice the way your thighs keep clenching together. “Get on the table.” His tone is teasing, a grin on his face as you jump and scramble onto the tabletop. You lay on your back and look over at Miguel, feeling that heat rage through you at the look on his face. It’s dark and- wanting. It’s confusing. 

He takes a deep breath and your fingers try to dig into the metal table top as he walks to you. “Okay. I’m going to examine your body a bit, press into some muscles, some pressure points to see if maybe it’s a physical trigger. Is that okay with you?” Your chest is already rising and falling more rapidly at the thought, the promise of Miguel’s hands on you. You nod at him stiffly, trying to stay normal and calm as he holds your eye contact, nodding along with you. A small smile graces his face before he walks around and presses his palm into your hairline, pushing your head down to rest on the table as he stands north of you. 

His hands press into your shoulders and your eyes shut tight. He can feel all your muscles tense and his watch vibrates, he sneaks a peak at his and sees the huge spike in almost all your vitals. His cock twitches in his suit at your obvious need but he brushes it aside, if he rushes into this he might scare you off and he doesn’t know what he’ll do if that happens. He may lose his mind. He moves his hands to your biceps, massaging them tightly as little whines slip into your breaths, only audible to his ears. 

He walks back to the side of the tables and your eyes stay shut. He massages the softness of your sides and his breathing kicks up a bit once he gets to your hips. He takes his time with them, admiring the way you fit into his hands and how you subconsciously tilt them toward him. His thighs jump as his cock begins to leak, dripping precum down them. He takes a deep, shaky breath and forces himself to move on. He forced himself to move on, he was trying to take it slow, hopefully, you’d realize where you need him and ask for it. But your thighs spread open when he massages the outside and his hands dive for the inner before he can think it through. 

You gasp, you sit up with your eyes wide and your hands gripping his wrists. You don’t do anything though, he expects you to pull his hands away but it feels more like you’re holding him there, stopping- or attempting to stop him from pulling away. So of course he doesn't. He stares into your eyes as you search his, trying to figure out if he realizes the way that made you feel, if your cover was blown, if he wants to stop but he looks expectant, like he’s waiting for something. So you loosen your grip. “That’s- I think that’s- ” You’re nodding at him lightly, hoping he understands what you’re trying to say because for some reason your brain has stopped working. 

“Yeah?” Your heart stutters at his tone and the tilt of his head as he says it. Your thighs tense around his hand for a moment before you try to calm down, un-tense them but they can’t help the way they tremble with anticipation. You’re nodding at him more frantically and his eyelids flutter. “Okay.” He takes one hand out from between your thighs and rests it on your lower back as his other hand keeps massaging, slowly moving up your inner thigh and the sensations grow more intense the higher he gets. 

Your eyes shut and your hands grip his wrists again, not pulling away, just holding him. Your eyes shut and your hips tilt into his hand, getting him so close to your pussy that he can feel the heat radiating off of her. You feel some sort of shame twinge in your belly, dampening the more intense feelings that Miguel was causing. What if this was wrong? What if you aren’t supposed to feel like this with him, without him knowing… Maybe you should stop. 

Miguel moves further up and all those thoughts scatter from your head immediately. His watch vibrates again and a noise shoots out of your mouth- one you’ve never heard before as your body folds over and your head rests on his shoulder. You shut your eyes tight and take a slow, deep breath. “Sorry. Sorry, I-” He cuts you off. “It’s okay. That’s why I’m here, right?” He’s nodding at you, comforting and reassuring as his hand leaves your back to cradle your head. “You’re okay. I wanna help you, cariño.” Another noise leaves you at the nickname and his hand grips into your hair for a moment before sliding down to your neck and pulls your head away from his shoulder. He pushes your head against his for a moment, letting out a soft groan before letting go and pushing his fingers against your plush lips. 

“How’s that, honey?” His hand settles back on your lower back as you whine and your hands move up his arm, gripping his biceps now and pulling yourself closer to him. “Miguel.” His eyes roll back at how you sound, desperate, breathless, and gone. Your hips are grinding into his fingers and they aren’t even on your clit yet. They’re pressing against your hole through your lips and your suit, he’s keeping his fingertips flat against you so he doesn’t slip inside. 

He’s trying to ignore the mess he’s making in his pants, watching your tense face change into a relieved one, your eyebrows pulling inward as your lips part beautifully, releasing a shaky moan as he reangles his fingers to your clit. His hands are shaking as he tries to calm himself down, one of your hands slides up his arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake before gripping onto his shoulder and pulling him down, closer to your face. His eyes are fixed on your expression, taking everything in, every twitch and quiver, the way your tongue darts out to lick your lips before a whimper punches out of you. 

You’re ruining him and you’re none the wiser. Your hand slides up to his neck and you push your forehead against his, like he did earlier. His eyes roll back before he forces them to you again, moving his fingers over you clit faster when your thighs begin to shake around his wrist. “I think-” Your voice comes out as a whimper and he groans into you. Your fingers grip into his hair and his cock cries against him. “Something… Miguel.” 

The way you say his name fucks with him. It’s prettier than he ever could’ve imagined, he has to lean forward and press his throbbing cock against the edge of the table for relief. You’ve got him feeling like he could die, like he could implode if he doesn’t have you, if after this you realize what you need but get it somewhere else? It’ll be over for him. Your hand readjusts its grip in his hair, becoming more frantic as your spine straightens and your thighs close on his hands. “Miguel? I-” You cut yourself off with a moan and your head falls to his shoulder again, blocking your face from his view.

“No, no.” He brings his hand to the back of your neck again. “Let me see, amor.” He pulls you away from his shoulder and you moan at the nickname. Once again, it didn’t mean to slip out but you’ve got his head so cloudy he can’t help it. You’re moaning his name on repeat, like a warning and he’s pulsing at the thought, the promise of getting to see you cum, for him. His eyes can’t look away from you, he can’t see anything but your face, the way your brows furrow as you tense, and your nails dig into his arms, leaving reminders for later. He watches how you bite your lip before your jaw drops into an ‘O’ shape and his name falls from your lips one more time as a debauched cry. 

He keeps his eyes open, watching you cum for him, how your lips form around his name again and again. He wants to collapse, fall to his knees with how much you’re turning him on but he needs to watch you. He forces himself to keep his eyes on you, ignoring the way they want to roll back at how he’s flooding his pants. His hips twitch against the edge of the table as he cums for you, with you. His mind zeros into the way he can feel your clit pulsing underneath his finger tips, how breathless you sound, trying to keep up with the noises he’s forcing from you. His stomach tenses painfully as his cock unloads more cum onto himself. You sound like an angel, crying out for him. He can’t help the way he dives for you, pulling you in to kiss him and swallowing every moan you’ll give him. 

You whine into his mouth as his fingers slow down over your clit, your other hand meets the first in his hair and you keep his lips on yours. He keeps kissing you until you calm down and your breathing evens out. His hand comes from between your thighs and rubs your legs until you pull back from his lips. You have a bashful, embarrassed look on your face and it brings the largest smile that you’ve ever seen to his face. “Was that okay, pequeña araña?” You whine and pull him in for a hug, nodding into his shoulder as he chuckles and wraps his arms around you as you begin to giggle against him.      

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